Huo Wuyou stared blankly at the candle flame, his eyes feeling a little sore.
The battle was brutal and destroyed the Huo family's fortunes.
He sat in front of the graves of his parents and brother for seven days and seven nights.
People who were alive not long ago are now just dust and bones... My brother doesn't even have a body left. Perhaps his body was crushed by the 70,000 soldiers. A young general can only be buried in his clothes.
After this incident, no matter how clumsy Huo Wuyou was, he should learn to stand on his own two feet.
But on the surface, he was still the same as before. After inheriting the title, he was even more confused and muddle-headed than before. Many people talked about him behind his back, saying that after his family was destroyed, he not only did not make any progress, but without the control of his parents, he became even more naughty, which was a disgrace to his ancestors.
Only by staying out of worldly affairs and not entering the court can those who harmed his parents and brothers temporarily relax their vigilance, and he will have time to slowly take action.
Sui Yunlang didn't notice the change in his expression, and continued to talk to himself: "I didn't expect that Gu Shichong's little princess is really capable."
Before he finished speaking, Huo Wuyou's eyebrows flashed and he raised his hand and kicked.
I feel annoyed just thinking about Gu Shichong!
Sui Yunlang stood up and moved away. He slapped himself on the mouth and said, "Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore! Is it okay if I don't say it anymore?"
Seeing that Huo Wuyou didn't move his hands or feet again, he finally felt his way to the chair and sat down.
"You wouldn't do that, would you?" he asked, "Do you really like Xue Zhiyi?"
Huo Wuyou just glared at him silently without saying a word, but his fingers were still gently rubbing the purse.
Catching a glimpse of his movements, Sui Yunlang asked him, "Where did you get that purse? I've been carrying it all night. What's so good about such a tasteless pattern?"
Unexpectedly, Huo Wuyou raised his hand and kicked him again. This time he didn't dodge and was hit.
Sui Yunlang hissed, covering his calf, and did not forget to tease him: "I know, this is a gift from Xue Zhiyi, right?"
Huo Wuyou still didn't answer, but just looked at the purse. Although it was just the simplest longevity ball, the stitches were fine and the workmanship was neat. It was obvious that it was embroidered with great care and effort.
He felt as if something was crawling across his heart, making it itchy. Then, a little light began to shine in his heart, which had just been filled with gloom.
Looking at Huo Wuyou's infatuated expression, Sui Yunlang laughed, "You've even given me the purse. What's your relationship like now? Have you expressed your feelings?"
"No." Huo Wuyou said.
To be precise, he expressed his feelings, but Xue Zhiyi ignored him.
Sui Yunlang sighed, "I guess not. What kind of girl would give her lover a birthday ball?"
Huo Wuyou tutted his words, "What do you know? She hopes I'll live a long and healthy life. In other words, she's worried about my safety and wants me to be safe and well."
“…”
Sui Yunlang stood up silently without saying a word.
Huo Wuyou asked him, "Where are you going?"
Then Sui Yunlang said coldly, "Find a well."
"You want to jump into the well?"
Sui Yunlang said unhappily, "Get your brain."
…
Jianzhang Palace.
Xue Zhiyi tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, so he simply got up and sat down in front of the window.
She turned out the grass ring and looked at it carefully in the moonlight.
Straw woven gadgets can be seen everywhere, but the weaving technique of this straw ring is unique and different from what you see elsewhere.
So she was sure that this ring came from the person she had met in her previous life.
There are too many guests at the Qionglin Banquet today, and there are dozens of men of the same age.
Who is he?
In her previous life, after she hung up the sign, she was quite outstanding in Chunfeng Tower because of her good looks and the arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting that she had learned since childhood. She was also quite famous for a while and earned a lot of money for Chunfeng Tower.
As time went by, Tan Yu Niang gradually came to trust her and relaxed her vigilance.
In order to investigate the information she needed, she quietly left Chunfeng Tower late one night.
It snowed heavily that night, and she put on a cloak and hid in a dilapidated temple on the outskirts of Beijing to take shelter from the wind and snow.
As soon as the fire was lit, I saw a person in the dilapidated temple.
Before she could scream, the man quickly covered her mouth and nose from behind.
The dilapidated temple was dark and she couldn't see the man's face clearly.
At that time, her heart was beating fast, and she could smell the strong smell of blood on the man, and the wet blood almost seeped through her cloak.
"Sorry, be quiet..."
The man's voice seemed to be stained with blood, hoarse and weak, and there was a hint of pleading in his tone.
After making sure Xue Zhiyi didn't continue struggling, he let go.
But suddenly, the man fell to the ground unexpectedly like a kite with a broken string.
Xue Zhiyi was startled and instinctively wanted to escape.
But after thinking about it, he still squatted down and tried to see the man's face clearly.
At this moment, a sound of footsteps was heard——
What followed was the sound of weapons colliding.
Xue Zhiyi's heart tightened. He quickly put out the fire that had just been lit and picked up a handful of hay to cover the man.
So when a group of people dressed as Imperial City Officials rushed in, they saw only a woman huddled in the dim light, sitting on a haystack, looking at them helplessly.
Those people seemed to be arresting someone.
Xue Zhiyi felt guilty: the person being arrested might be the one behind her.
In short, it was too dark at that time, and those people only questioned for a while and did not notice the man's existence. Xue Zhiyi made up a few sentences and barely got by.
Pulling aside the hay again, Xue Zhiyi took out a tinderbox to see his face clearly.
But the man had woken up at some point, and he only raised his bloody hands to cover his face, weakly begging her: "Don't look..."
Xue Zhiyi understood that everyone had their own reasons. The Imperial City Division had gone to great lengths to hunt him down, so he must not want others to know who he was.
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