Chapter 146: Saving the Blackened Tyrant 9
That was the palace where he and Xiao Jiyun once lived, but now it has become so dilapidated.
Xing Jian took the excuse of sweeping the snow as he slowly moved towards the entrance of Jiade Hall.
A huge copper lock, covered in rust, hangs heavily outside the door, indicating the taboos of this place. It seems that no one can enter easily.
Xingjian's little action of peeking out was a little too obvious. Xiao Quanzi was startled when he saw him daring to poke his head through the crack of the door. He looked around hurriedly, and seeing that there was no one around, he took a step forward, grabbed Xingjian's shoulder and pulled him aside.
"Xiao Xingzi, are you tired of living?" Xiao Quanzi lowered his voice, still in shock, "Do you know who lived in this palace before? How dare you come here!"
Listening to Xiao Quanzi's words, Xingjian pretended not to know and shook his head with a confused look.
Looking at the confused look in Xingjian's eyes, he sighed and looked around to see if there were other people nearby.
Then he leaned close to his ear and said to Xing Jian, "It is said that this place was once where His Majesty and the Queen lived. It is an absolutely forbidden area in the palace. These old eunuchs were afraid of encountering His Majesty here, so they gave this street to you and me."
"Are you saying that His Majesty often comes here?" Xing Jian looked up at Xiao Quanzi, as if he had not understood the point of Xiao Quanzi's words at all.
"Xiao Quanzi, I...I want to go in and take a look." As Xing Jian said this, Xiao Quanzi's face instantly lost all color.
"What are you doing in there? Are you crazy?" Xiao Quanzi looked at Xingjian in front of him who was climbing up the crack of the door again. He was a little annoyed for a moment, and pulled Xingjian's collar and pulled him back again.
The force was so great that Xingjian almost stumbled.
But the moment Xingjian turned around, Xiao Quanzi was stunned. Xingjian, who had looked calm just now, suddenly burst into tears, and his eyes were full of pleading when he looked at Xiao Quanzi.
Being looked at by such a pair of eyes soaked with sadness, even though this was a matter punishable by death, Xiao Quanzi's heart couldn't help but soften a little.
Xing Jian raised his sleeves and fiercely wiped away the tears that were almost frozen into ice beads on his cheeks. He said in a choked voice: "Xiao Quanzi... I'm sorry, I... I really want to go in and take a look."
Seeing Xingjian's tearful face, Xiao Quanzi looked a little flustered. He racked his brains but could not remember what the relationship was between Xiao Xingzi and this abandoned palace.
But then I heard Xiao Xingzi say with a heavy nasal voice, "One year, the Empress... the Empress gave me a hot meal here. I just didn't want the place where he lived to be so shabby, so I wanted to go in and clean it up."
Xiao Quanzi was mumbling something, and Xingjian saw him walking away with a broom in his arms without looking back, leaving several footprints of varying depths on the snow.
The copper lock in front of him was not a difficult task for Xing Jian, but he still chose other ways to get in. He knew that there was a hidden small gap in the west wall of Jiade Hall, and he liked to climb in from here in the past.
Although I am much shorter now than before, it shouldn't be difficult to climb in.
After walking around, Xing Jian quickly found the place. He looked around and saw that there was no one else on the street. Then he supported himself with his hands and climbed in with some difficulty.
Climbing into the familiar courtyard, Xing Jian was stunned for a moment. He looked at the huge willow tree in the yard and the swing hanging under the branches. The ropes of the swing were a little worn out, and he wondered if he could still sit on it.
Xingjian subconsciously reached out and gently pushed the swing chair, watching the chair swinging in the air, his thoughts drifting away.
“Rustle—”
Suddenly, a series of crackling sounds came from the palace behind him, and it seemed that he was not the only one in the palace.
Xing Jian's heart trembled, and he hurriedly used his hands to steady the swing that had just started to shake.
He held his breath, stared at the entrance of the hall, and slowly moved his feet, not daring to make any sound.
What you fear will come to you. As soon as Xingjian took a step forward, he stepped on a branch in the snow, making a "crackling" sound.
Xingjian closed his eyes nervously, hoping that no one in the hall heard the sound, and continued walking towards the willow tree.
It was not until he walked to the big willow tree that Xing Jian dared to slowly turn around and look in the direction of the palace, and met the pair of eyes in the palace, those deep blue eyes.
Such a familiar pair of eyes. Xing Jian could always remember the warmth in those eyes when he woke up from his dreams countless times at midnight. But at this moment, Xing Jian only saw a strong murderous intent in those eyes.
The murderous intent was too strong, and Xingjian's instinct for survival made his knees go weak and he fell directly to his knees in the snow.
"Your Majesty, spare my life!"
Xing Jian subconsciously uttered a plea for mercy when he felt a chill on his neck. A long sword, gleaming with a cold light, had silently reached his throat. A single thrust would sever his head and body.
The cold sword was much colder than the snow in the yard. Xingjian was forced to raise his head by the blade, as if the sword would pierce into his body in the next second.
The moment Xing Jian raised his head, he heard a "clang" sound, and the sword fell from Xiao Jiyun's hand in front of him.
The young eunuch in front of him was forced to raise his head, and saw a face that was very similar to Xing Jian's, except that the face in front of him was much thinner and paler than the one in his memory.
Xiao Jiyun's pupils suddenly shrank, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand, his fingertips trembling slightly, almost touching the face.
But as if he remembered something, he kicked the young eunuch in front of him hard in the chest, kicking the man away.
"Who is it, who sent you, who sent you here, who is it!"
Xing Jian, who was kicked to the ground, felt tears in his eyes and his chest hurt. He wanted to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the hot liquid flowed out and dripped onto the ground and into the snow, just like plum blossoms.
Perhaps it was because the kick was too heavy, Xing Jian took several deep breaths before he regained consciousness. He buried his face, which was stained with blood and snow, in his hands and said, "Your Majesty, I didn't do that. I just...just remembered that the Empress had once been kind to me, so I wanted to come and clean the palace for Her Majesty."
Listening to the eunuch in front of him who looked very similar to Xing Jian saying these things, Xiao Jiyun couldn't tell whether the person in front of him was lying or not. He couldn't stay here any longer. If he stayed any longer, he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and would want to find him.
Before Xiao Jiyun could figure out how to deal with this daring young eunuch, he saw him fall headfirst into the snow, seemingly unconscious from the kick he had just received.
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