When Xiao Ninglan returned to a courtyard on the outskirts of the capital, Yan Xiaoyu was watering the flowers. The large begonias were in full bloom. He pushed open the door of the courtyard, and Yan Xiaoyu turned around and smiled at him.
Xiao Ninglan put away the tired look on her handsome face, put down her long sword and stepped forward, hugging her gently from behind, resting her thin chin on her shoulder, "Did you have a good meal while I was away?
"
Yan Xiaoyu nodded, with a happy smile on her face. She took his hand and walked into the side hall and said, "Look, I learned to cook a lot of dishes while you were away..."
When Xiao Ninglan came in, there were steaming vegetables on the stove, including lily and parsley, lotus elbow, crabapple rice...
Xiao Ninglan held her hand and said nothing. Next to him was the woman's small face, and in front of him was the kitchen with human fireworks. His heart was instantly swollen with happiness. He looked back slightly at Yan Xiaoyu and murmured softly, "Jade
Son, do you still remember that we are going to Peach Blossom Island, where the mountains are full of flowers?"
Yan Xiaoyu smiled lightly, her bright eyes narrowed into a crescent shape, she shook her head slowly and said, "I remember every word you said. If one day you are no longer around, I will go to Peach Blossom Island. I believe your soul will
Wait for me there."
Xiao Ninglan felt sour in her heart, her eyes filled with tears. His Xiaoyu, what should he do to compensate her?
He couldn't bear to part with her Xiaoyu, but fate played tricks on people.
Heavy footsteps sounded outside the farmhouse. Yan Xiaoyu wanted to go out to check, but was stopped by Xiao Ninglan. He looked at her lovingly and said, "Xiaoyu, we have almost solved the Xiliang matter. If Yun Ziyou still doesn't wake up, we
You can’t mess around with him either!”
Yan Xiaoyu lowered her head and said awkwardly, "Ning Lan, I'm sorry, I just don't want Yun Xiao to get into any trouble again. Yun Duo is no longer here. This is the only thing I can do."
"Fool!" Xiao Ninglan smiled bitterly and took Yan Xiaoyu into her arms.
The news of the death of the young emperor caused an uproar among the people. Xiliang has had too many emperors in the past few years. No one knows what happened, but everyone knows that the world may not be peaceful anymore.
Xiao Ninglan held Yan Xiaoyu's hand. After hearing the news again, her thick eyebrows furrowed. Yan Xiaoyu's face turned pale and she could hardly stand still.
In the market, the imperial army went on a rampage, and everyone who had anything to do with the Xiao family in Xiliang was imprisoned, not to mention the former royal relatives.
For a time, the word "Xiao" became a forbidden word in Xiliang. The royal families of the previous dynasties, regardless of whether they had land titles or titles, were all imprisoned in heavenly prisons. Even the Xiao family nobles who had been demoted to commoners by the late emperor were severely punished.
Xiao Ninglan looked at the wanted list on the street and squinted her eyes slightly. He was already a dead person in the hearts of the people. He didn't know what Yun Ziyou's purpose was.
The change in one imperial list has not subsided, and another one came again. Yunzi Youhui ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor on August 15th, and changed the name of the country. In doing so, he wanted to completely overthrow Xiliang.
Yan Xiaoyu grabbed Xiao Ninglan's hand tremblingly. She looked at him with a pale face, "Ning Lan, why did Ziyou do this to you? Also, why did Yun Xiao die?"
Xiao Ninglan looked at her solemnly, a little disappointed in her heart. Even she doubted that Yun Xiao was killed by him?
Yan Xiaoyu seemed to see the disappointment in his heart, and shook her head anxiously, "Ning Lan, I have never doubted you. It's just that Ziyou is forcing you by doing this. You'd better explain it to him face to face. I don't want you to
Kill each other!"
Xiao Ninglan sneered, "I don't have much time, and I don't want to waste my life on these things anymore."
When the two returned hand in hand, another official on the street shouted, "All descendants of the Xiao family will be burned at the stake when the new emperor ascends the throne!"
Xiao Ninglan paused in her steps, looked at the crowded crowd on the street in the distance, and sighed.
Hiding in the city? He laughed at himself.
On the 15th day of the eighth month, the year is in the north, the Dog Sun is opposite the Dragon, and everything is unfavorable.
The emperor chose this day to ascend the throne, and all the officials were puzzled.
Yun Ziyou sat on a makeshift cloud platform. The howling wind blew his dragon robe flying, and a trace of cruel expression appeared on his beautiful face. This was the second time he wore this dragon robe.
This time, he did it willingly.
Below the cloud platform is a square animal pool, which is usually used by nobles to watch animal fights. However, at this time, the animal pool is full of people, all of whom watch the animal fights with high arrogance.
Just because they have a good surname, they can watch the brutal fighting below. Now, he wants them to know that Xiao's surname may not necessarily be a good surname.
A guard poured the best bamboo leaves into the animal pond. The people inside began to feel uneasy and crowded around each other to avoid pouring the strong liquor on themselves.
Above the animal pond, a torch was hung from a rough hemp rope. The torch burned the hemp rope little by little. When the hemp rope was burned, the torch would fall into the animal pond, and the people inside would also be burned in the fire.
The wind blew and there was the fragrance of chrysanthemums. Yun Ziyou squinted slightly and looked into the distance. It seemed that he would not come.
He stood up, raised the jade cup high, and said, "Let's perform a grand ceremony, and the surname Xiao will sacrifice to heaven!"
There were sounds of music playing all around, Yun Ziyou was crowning himself, and a guard ran to cut the hemp rope, but when he got close to the hemp rope, his knees weakened and he fell down.
Xiao Ninglan flew through the air, her dark hair dancing wildly behind her. He landed in front of Yun Ziyou with an expressionless face. Yun Ziyou sneered, he still came.
"Let them go, I will let you deal with them!" Xiao Ninglan threw away the long sword in her hand and looked at Yun Ziyou with awe.
"I suspect that I heard wrongly, or saw wrongly. Are you really Xiao Ninglan? That arrogant Crown Prince..." Yun Ziyou sat on the dragon chair carved with real gold, with an arrogant attitude.
"I didn't kill the person, but I did bring you the old housekeeper, so you come at me for all the killings." Xiao Ninglan looked at him calmly, as if she didn't intend to use force.
"I want to know, does she know?" Yun Ziyou looked confused for a moment.
"She doesn't know. She just wants me to help Yun Xiao. Even if I come to die today, she doesn't know anything!"