But Xie Wei didn't ask after all, just replied: "I'm not sleepy."

Jiang Xuening went to sit opposite him, bent over and pulled a few branches beside him, and muttered: "I've been asleep for a while, I'm watching the fire, seeing that the snow can't stop for a while, even if I'm not sleepy , sir, go to rest for a while too. In this weather, the less you rest, the easier it is to get sick. You are about to collapse, isn’t it me who is in trouble?”

This is awkward.

It's a bit embarrassing.

She knew it herself, so after she finished speaking, she just buried her head in adding firewood to the fire without looking up.

Xie Wei gave a low laugh inexplicably, looked at the firewood she added, and reminded lightly: "I can't help but burn it, throw it away slowly."

Jiang Xuening: "..."

She had a heart attack for a moment, and when she raised her eyes, she saw the slight arc of a smile on Xie Wei's lips, and swallowed the "Do you still need to remind me" that had reached her lips, and hummed softly: "Got it!" , sleep with you."

Xie Wei stared at her for a while, but finally closed his eyes slowly.

He didn't lie down on the hay.

He just copied his hands, raised his head slightly and leaned against the rock wall behind to doze off.

Xie Wei didn't want to fall asleep.

But such a night is destined not to be peaceful.

Almost at the moment when he closed his eyes, the endless **** torrent of the old days swept towards him like a nightmare, like knocking down a thousand-year-old cliff, destroying a towering and lush tree, and carrying him with him wrap…

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't break free.

He fell into an uneasy dream.

In the early morning sky, the glazed tiles of the Jiuzhong Palace are stacked one on top of the other, majestic and majestic.

The new snow was so white that it reflected the joy on the faces of the welcoming palace guests.

The young woman stopped, straightened his sleeves for him, and said to him with a slight smile: "Auspicious snow heralds a good year. This winter, the harvest will be good, and the people will be happier."

That face should be beautiful and bright.

But no matter how hard he tried, he could only remember some vague details, piecing together a vague outline.

Only the temperature of the palm that led him forward was deeply imprinted.

Stepping into the palace gate step by step, walking along the long road, climbing up the steps, and bowing down to worship after her.

People in Chinese costumes mingled with each other and chatted happily.

Prince Shen Lang came in with several other companions, and dragged him to play chess with the Pian Hall.

After playing a few games, he became sleepy.

The young woman came, and the palace servants took him into the Nuan Pavilion to sleep.

He had a dream.

I dreamed that in summer, the newly planted cherry tree in my uncle’s house bears bright red fruits; The cook finally made a plate of delicious peach slice cake, he laughed and was about to run outside after carrying it...

Then he fell and woke up suddenly.

When he opened his eyes, it was already dark outside, and there was not a single servant in the Nuan Pavilion.

Only low cries came in.

He got up from the couch, went out, and saw several young palace servants embracing each other, weeping and choking. The young woman was sitting very close to the woman wearing a phoenix crown and gorgeous palace attire. She couldn't hide her worry, but she still smiled when she saw him and beckoned him to come over.

He asked, what happened?

She said nothing, it will be fine.

Although the young child didn't know enough, he could faintly smell the fear floating in the air.

It's just that no one dared to say.

In the middle of the night, a general guarding the gate of the palace he had seen before rushed in, covered in **** armor, knelt down and kowtowed to the queen and cried: "The capital is about to be broken, please open the secret passage and enter the underground palace. Save Your Highness!"

So they were blindfolded.

In the darkness, only the woman held his hand tightly.

By the time the blindfolds were removed, they had already entered a dark room underground, and they could faintly hear the sound of heavy footsteps above their heads, as well as the sound of swords clashing, which lasted for almost two full days and nights.

He could hear it before he fell asleep.

When I woke up and opened my eyes, I could still hear it.

It was not until the third day that the sound gradually became smaller and could not be heard.

The people hiding in the dark room have already haggarded a lot, almost weeping with joy.

The queen reprimanded them sharply and told them not to cry.

The young woman held him in her arms and said that both uncle and father were great generals, leading a hundred thousand soldiers, and they would come back soon after receiving the news, and take them out from here.

He listened, but there was always a confusion in his heart: What if they can't come back?

But looking at the sulky face of the Queen's Aunt, she didn't say anything.

Time passed in waiting.

Later, I couldn't tell the time, day and night, I just opened my eyes and listened to them, or closed my eyes and had entangled nightmares.

But that day, he rarely fell asleep.

It was vaguely heard that someone was going out to investigate.

Not long after I came back and talked, there was a sharp voice, something broke, followed by a quarrel with tears, and one of the voices was very familiar.

He came out quietly without his shoes on.

The bead curtain obscured his figure.

The closer you are, the more clearly you can hear it.

"Your Majesty, Tianjiao and King Pingnan are coming in a menacing way. They are wild wolves and killing mad. If His Highness the Crown Prince cannot be found, the three hundred children may be saved. Maybe they can survive until the reinforcements arrive! If according to what you said, No matter who goes there, those three hundred children will be more dangerous than good! If it is true, they will kill them to prevent future troubles;

"The rebel party has issued an ultimatum to the whole capital! If no one shows up again, won't it trigger a civil uprising? Even if the rebel party is expelled and the rebellion is quelled, how can we know that it will not cause turmoil in the government and the public, and Qingliu will criticize it?"

"But ma'am, he hasn't even passed his seventh birthday..."

"How old is the prince, do you dare to let my son go to die?"

"Then why should it be my child?!"

"Just because my son is the king, he is the minister! The minister dies for the king-there is no difference between the superior and the humble, and the high and the low!"

Shen Lang is the king and he is the minister.

There is a difference between high and low, high and low!

Minister, should die for the king.

Standing quietly behind the bead curtain, he saw the young woman crying dry her tears, sitting down on the ground like weeping blood, covering her face.

The cold and stern woman said: "Go and invite Xiao Shizi."

The **** at the side bowed to answer, and came here to lift the bead curtain. When he saw him standing behind the curtain, he screamed in fright, fell to the ground, and shouted tremblingly as if he had seen a ghost: "My lord, why, why are you here?"

Empress Xiao, who was wearing a phoenix crown on her head, froze for a moment, and the hostility on her face hadn't calmed down yet, but when she turned her head and saw him, she quickly changed into her usual kindness and gentleness, and smiled at him: "Why, sleep?" No? Just right, my aunt has something to discuss with you."

He stood there without going over.

Empress Xiao came over and squatted in front of him: "Sages should be loyal to the emperor. Now there are villains outside who want to arrest His Highness the Crown Prince. You are His Highness's companion. Would you like to pretend to be His Highness the Crown Prince and go out?"

He raised his head and looked into the corner.

Shen Lang, who was about the same age, sat shrunken there, a little dodged when he met his gaze, but in a flash he glared back at him viciously, and suddenly got up and reprimanded: "The king wants the minister to die, do you dare not go?"

Empress Xiao was annoyed and scolded him: "Shut up!"

When she turned her head to look at him, she had a pleasant face again: "I know that the son has been wise since he was a child, and he is the most sensible one, so he should know what to choose."

The crying woman finally broke down, rushed over here, and wailed, "No, don't go!"

Empress Xiao waved her hand.

The eunuchs standing in the darkness came up to hold her down and kept her at a distance. He only felt that these people seemed to grow up in the darkness. When they came out, they seemed to be peeled **** from the darkness, but they were walking corpses. It seemed silent.

Empress Xiao put her finger in the enamel armor on his shoulder lightly, turned her head towards him and pointed at the woman, and said with a smile: "Look, your mother has been hiding here these days, she is going to be suffocated, she is going crazy Yes. She loves you, and you protect her, right?"

The guard held a sword in his hand.

I don't know when it was out of the sheath, and there was a pale cold light shining in the darkness.

They restrained the frail woman.

It made her unable to speak, unable to move, only mournful sobs.

Her teary eyes seemed to be pleading.

He blinked, slowly retracted his gaze, seemed to have an extraordinary calmness, and replied: "I, I would like to act on behalf of His Highness; I would like to act on behalf of King."

The woman closest to him smiled with satisfaction.

The woman farthest away from him covered her face and fell down crying.

he walked over.

Someone stopped.

Empress Xiao looked at him for a while, waved her hands, and those people backed away.

He came in front of the beautiful woman, hugged her, and said softly, "Mother, don't be afraid."

But she cried even harder, holding him and refusing to let go.

Until someone breaks it apart forcefully.

He saw them pull her down, moved aside, and heard Empress Xiao say behind him: "Auntie will take good care of her."

A **** took off Shen Lang's clothes and changed them for him.

From shoes and socks to jade pendants.

Before being blindfolded again, he knelt down and quietly kowtowed to the woman three times. She struggled like crazy, but she couldn't get out no matter what.

The darkness seemed to be a bottomless abyss at this moment.

He walked and groped among them.

After hearing the sound of a mechanism and the opening of the secret passage, a chill hit the face.

He took off the blindfolded silk cloth, walked out from the side of the Danqi in the Qianqing Palace, and went down the steps step by step. The corpses of the palace servants were strewn all over the ground. In the crevices of the rocks and in the low-lying places, the frozen blood looked like bright red amber.

It was still snowing.

He didn't know if it had been snowing since the day he entered the palace without stopping, or if it stopped in the middle and started snowing again. I just feel very cold, and my fingers hurt from the cold.

The dream falls while walking.

The black night and the white snow all turned into ghosts, yelling at him hoarsely.

Suddenly, countless unfamiliar faces overlapped in front of him.

Gloomy, ferocious, and cold.

Someone asked, are you Shen Lang?

He said, I am.

Then he heard the long knife unsheathed, the snow sword clanging, and a cold sneer: "Kill!"

kill-

Suddenly blocked by the oncoming wind and snow, he walked in a river with difficulty.

A cat's cry came from the snow fog.

He rushed in and shouted, "Where are you?"

No one responded.

He was caught by a stone and fell to the ground. When he got up, he found that his hands were covered in red. It turned out that the foot was not a river, but countless blood that flowed endlessly; it turned out that the stumbling block was not a stone, but a small small arms.

Fear seized him at that moment.

He took a step back.

But the strong wind came just at this time, clearing away all the obstacles that blocked the view, revealing the hill made of countless children's corpses. Broken limbs, pressed against the cold body; cut throat, pressed against the smashed head...

A few cats squatted on it, burying their heads in eating.

They were dirty, skinny, and seemed to have no flesh at all. They looked like a head with weird edges and corners. When they were tense and turned to look at him, the bones of their ribs were exposed under the dry and thin fur.

Pairs of hungry eyes, glowing in the dark.

Even the cry reveals a kind of low-pitched eerieness, which makes people feel nauseous!

"Meow!"

A cry full of sharp hostility.

The black shadow rushed towards him like lightning!

"Mother..."

Xie Wei woke up suddenly, his fingertips trembled, and when he opened his eyes, the fire was still burning, but he could barely feel the temperature, and it was even difficult to move because of the surging nausea.

However, when he turned his head, he saw the entrance of the cave—

Pairs of eyes glowing in the dark!

Those were dozens of wild cats in the mountain, they had gathered at the entrance of the cave at some point, and their figures emerged from the branches and leaves piled up at the entrance of the cave, staring at them eagerly!

Almost at the same time, the bobcat at the front bared its teeth viciously.

A sharp cry came from its mouth, and it immediately turned into a black shadow, rushing towards the cave!

Jiang Xuening added more firewood in the middle of the night, and when it was almost dawn in the second half of the night, she was still sleepy, nodding her head and dozing off.

Xie Wei vaguely said something in sleep, which made her wake up suddenly.

At this moment, I just saw a group of lynxes with arched backs and bulging fur gathered at the entrance of the cave, and my hair stood on end, a chill ran from the soles of my feet down the spine to the back of my head!

Xie Wei wiped the short knife clean on the rock that was placed aside.

In the blink of an eye, without any time to think about it, Jiang Xuening picked up the knife, and at the moment when the lynx rushed over, she stood in front of Xie Wei, and swiped at the cat with the knife.

There is no rules at all.

Chila!

There seemed to be a cracking sound in the snowy night, but the sharp blade cut through the cat's eyes and opened half of her intestines. The dirty blood splashed on her body immediately, and the cat fell down and fell to the ground. There was a mess all over the place, screaming terribly!

Jiang Xuening just acted subconsciously, she didn't expect to see blood, let alone such a **** and horrific scene, her scalp exploded, and she almost wanted to bury her head and vomit.

At that moment she wanted to throw away the knife in her hand.

Even almost backed away.

However, there are pictures of the old days emerging from somewhere. A voice told her that she could not retreat. So that force drove her to hold the knife tightly again. Forcing himself not to look down, resisting the urge to gag, he quickly kicked the dead body of the bobcat out of the ground.

The lynx outside the cave suddenly screamed again!

Xie Wei was extremely cold, his face was pale, he could neither see her expression nor read her mind, he could only see this back, panting and heaving due to extreme fear.

The visibly trembling fingers gripped the knife tightly.

Like an idiot, Jiang Xuening bravely blocked him behind, and said to him in an almost inaudible low hoarse voice, "Sir, I'm here."