In the empty and spacious inner room, the flickering lights reflected the gorgeous curtains, making the figure look particularly petite and curled up; but on the beautiful quilt and pillow, there were specks of dried blood. Her face was pale and green.
The little round face was losing his voice little by little.
But in the large and luxuriously furnished and tightly closed room, no one was waiting or serving; she could only let her distracted eyes stare blankly at the caissons and beams of the carved and painted buildings, bit by bit.
It becomes increasingly blurry and dim.
At the moment when she was about to die, she seemed to see many faces in her hallucination; familiar or unfamiliar, all kinds of people who appeared in her life at different stages in her early years, all seemed to appear suddenly.
They gathered around her.
Although these faces with different expressions of joy, sorrow, pity, or gloating seemed to be talking loudly, but at this moment she could only see the movement of opening their mouths, but could not hear even a single sound.
.
As if being sunk into a bottomless abyss, she lost her five senses step by step; she could not even feel the heartbreaking burning and severe pain in her chest and abdomen where she was coughing up blood. But at this moment, she
His tear glands and saliva lost control and soon soaked a large area.
And the various faces that were roaring and arguing silently became more and more distorted and grotesque, and even large amounts of blood began to flow from their seven orifices; they all scrambled to grab her hard, trying to pull her away at the next moment.
The petite body was torn into countless pieces.
Suddenly, like a silent thunder flashing past, these strange and grotesque faces, as if encountering the most terrifying and feared natural enemy, suddenly whined and hissed silently, disintegrated and melted away. In the end, only what remained
A face emerges from the endless sky below.
"Ancestor... Ancestor" the little round-faced girl cried with joy and stretched out her hand to touch it; the next moment, everything collapsed. And like a person who has been drowning for a long time, she stepped out of the blood-stained brocade bed.
, suddenly stood up and breathed in the long-lost fresh air.
Then, she found that she had returned directly to the bedroom in reality, and the bloodstains left on the bed from rolling and struggling were still vivid in her mind. However, the great pain that had caused her to struggle between life and death, and the natural pain on her body,
The blood marks from scratching completely disappeared.
The next moment, she couldn't help but pull off the tent hook and stabbed her arm with the tip, hoping to confirm that this was not a dream; or that she had arrived somewhere in the underworld. The next moment, her hand holding the hook was
The man held it from behind. "What the hell, dying once is not enough?"
After hearing this familiar voice, the little round-faced child suddenly felt a bang in his heart, bursting with all kinds of emotions, and his tearful eyes were like an aggrieved kitten, and he suddenly turned around and pounced on the other party's generous face.
In my chest, there was only the sob filled with emotion.
"How long have I been away? How did you end up in this situation again?" Jiang Tian was helpless and caressed her gently. She tried her best to suppress the crying and intense undulations on her bare back: "Okay, okay
Alright, please put on your clothes first and then talk."
Only then did the little round-faced boy notice that while he was rolling in unbearable pain, he had torn all his clothes to pieces and tore apart every piece of the city; but he continued to cling tightly to Jiang Fang without paying any attention to it.
On the body, he continued to tremble: "Man'er is not dreaming!"
"Of course I'm not dreaming," Jiang Tian looked helplessly at the girl who was clinging to him like a cat and refused to let go, and couldn't help but said: "But if this alarmed those people outside, then
Maybe if I came over to save you, it would be in vain."
At the moment of contact and transmission to repair the other party, Jiang Tian also felt some memory fragments. When the little round-faced boy came back to his senses after hearing these words, he pulled up the small clothes that had fallen to his waist, but he said with some expectancy
: "Man'er...Man'er, let the ancestor down again."
"Since the other party can drug you and ensure that no one pays attention to you in the dormitory, it means that it is basically unsafe here." Jiang Tian shook his head and asked: "You have those people in other places outside.
Is it trustworthy or loyal to you?"
After wrapping himself up with the robe on the rack again, he wiped his little round face and knelt down and said seriously: "Actually, there is still something terrible outside.
The trust department is old, but this time I trusted the wrong person. Please help me, ancestor."
"Okay!" Jiang Tian looked at the small round face that had wiped away his tears and slowly calmed down, stretched out his arms and said: "Next, we have to hurry up." At this time, thin and gentle footsteps suddenly came from outside.
, and someone knocked on the door and shouted cautiously: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."
Jiang Tian couldn't help but glance at the small round face, but saw that she shook her head without hesitation, and stepped up her hand movements to bring a long silk and silver buckle; then she crossed her legs and straddled Jiang Tian's waist.
He went up and further tightened himself with long silk and silver buckles, then lowered his head and said softly: "Okay!"
Just a few moments after the outer door was closed and left without response, someone swarmed in again carrying various washing utensils. Only blood-stained bedding and pillows were left in the curtain; and on the caisson on the ceiling,
But at some point a big hole appeared, and he immediately dropped his utensils and screamed loudly.
At the same time, Jiang Tian's trembling little round face was tied up in his arms, soaring in the sky like a bird, constantly passing over layers of palaces and buildings. At the same time, he felt that the city in front of him was a little strange, and he couldn't help but feel that it was strange.
He asked loudly: "Where is this?"
The sound of the biting wind that suddenly flew through the air blew her hair out of her hair, and the little round face that had been screaming intermittently finally regained her composure and pressed her body tightly against the warm chest, saying vaguely in the sound of the wind: "Go back... old man
Ancestor...here...here is Zhongyuan Jing."
"Zhongyuan Jing?" Jiang Tian was stunned for a moment when he heard this. He couldn't help being a little surprised and approving. He looked at the girl buried in his arms and said: "So, you have successfully integrated all the people in the North, and
Have you started to counterattack your homeland?"
"It was just a matter of luck that we defeated the invading Maitreya sect rebel party in the battle of Hanhe and Jieshan." The little round face continued to explain in a muffled voice in his arms: "Then, I got in touch with the remaining wealthy families and nobles in the capital, and then we were able to cooperate internally and externally to recover.
I fell in love with Zhongyuan Jing, but I didn’t expect..."
At the same time, in the Wengcheng garrison at the north gate of Zhongyuan Capital, with the beating of drums, a group of generals wearing helmets and armors had gathered in the Chinese army tent. However, most of the people were surrounding,
The deputy general Hong Dashou, who was feeling isolated, kept a distance.
"So what if he is the master of the father-in-law?" Hong Dashou hissed to the left and right with red eyes: "The one who gave you and me a rich and prosperous future was Di, and not the master-father? It was Di who led the soldiers and civilians in the north to fight the chaos.
He who defeated the enemy and regained the lost territory never received half of the reinforcements."
"Hong Dashou, you are being too rude. My father, the king, and his subordinates are not the same as the king, ministers, father and son." Someone among the generals who were summoned immediately shouted: "After all, this world is the world of public servants. How can we tolerate this?"
You despise me for criticizing me."
"Lieutenant General Hong, you are exaggerating." There were also generals who fought alongside each other in the past. They quickly stood up and said to Xi Ni: "Although we are given a future by your Majesty, do you think that if we serve our father, the King, we cannot bring down the thieves and put an end to the chaos?
,Have you made any achievements?"
"Brother Hong, I'm just too worried about you. I definitely don't mean to disrespect my father, the king, and the royal family." Another old brother spoke softly and said, "Now that I am seriously ill and can't take care of things, we can't do anything."
What can we do? At least we still need our people to stabilize the situation in the city, and we must not mess up our position and give others a handle."
"Right now, they think we are useful. That's because the handle of the knife is still in their hands and we can still give some charity." Hong Dashou said sadly: "But if all the nobles around my father-in-law who went away together come back,
But there is no place for our generation."
"Having just lived Jingtian Ansheng's birthday, do you really think that those noble people are willing to sit on an equal footing with rough people like me and go to the palace side by side?" Hong Dashou then said: "You guys think about it with your own conscience.
, think carefully!”
"..." However, these words seemed to be a bit heart-wrenching, and the generals in the tent were immediately silent for most of the time; while the other half of the people jumped on the spot and shouted angrily: "Hong Dashou, what do you mean?
Do you want to cause trouble?"
Immediately, he glanced at the military generals who were faintly divided into several small circles in the tent, and said categorically: "Now the general (Ye Jing) is not here, and he is not allowed to visit the residence. Even if you don't
If you want to move, I will try to do something about it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of drawing swords outside. Then, the curtain of the Chinese army was unceremoniously lifted up, immediately revealing the groups of armored soldiers blocking the outside, as well as the weapons in their hands.
He was holding a sharp crossbow, and in the middle was a white-faced and beardless chamberlain, who sneered: "You traitor, you don't want to go anywhere."
"Guard Wing Camp!" "It's Wing Guard Camp." "What's going on?" Seeing these armored soldiers, the generals in the tent also shouted loudly with different expressions: "Damn things" "Who gave Guard Wing Camp to
"Introduced" "This is unreasonable, what do Lord Jiashan and Minister Xuanyuan want to do!"
"Of course I want to cause trouble!" At this time, a crisp reply suddenly came from outside: Then the servant's face changed drastically, he turned around and yelled, "Nonsense, whoever dares to falsely accuse the official will be a member of the Yi clan! Come on!"
People, and me..."
However, he could no longer speak the next moment. Because everyone, including him, saw a graceful figure falling from the sky; and then Hong Dashou, who was pushed to the ground, did not hesitate.
He shouted loudly: "I pay my respects to you, I will be in charge of the imperial palace. May you enjoy eternal blessings and may you live in peace and prosperity!"
The chamberlain, whose expression changed greatly, immediately grabbed the crossbow in the hand of an armored soldier who was inexplicably frightened and was about to shoot away. He saw a small round face floating in the air, stretched out his hand and gently touched him.
A lighter comparison: "Rebel, die.".
In an instant, the chamberlain, with his crossbow, shattered into pieces. But the sergeants of the Wing Guard Battalion nearby were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders were split apart, and they all fell to the ground like cutting wheat.
He shouted loudly: "Dixia spare my life" and "Dixia atone for my sins".