But Xie Wei didn't ask, just replied, "I'm not sleepy."
Jiang Xuening went to sit down opposite him, bent over and pulled a few branches on the side, and muttered: "I've been sleeping for a while, I'm watching the fire, and I can't see that the snow can't stop for a while, even if it's not sleepy. , sir, take a break too. In this weather, the less you rest, the more likely you are to get sick. You are going to fall, isn't it me who is in trouble?"
This is awkward to say.
It's a little embarrassing.
She knew it herself, so after she finished speaking, she just buried her head and added firewood to the fire without looking up.
Xie Wei laughed inexplicably, looked at the firewood she added, and reminded lightly, "I can't help but burn it, throw it slowly."
Jiang Xuening: "..."
She had a heart attack for a moment, and when she raised her eyes, she saw the faint smile on Xie Wei's lips, and she swallowed the "do you still need to remind me?" , sleep on yours."
Xie Wei stared at her for a while, but in the end he slowly closed his eyes.
He didn't go to lie down on the haystack.
Just copying his hands, he slightly raised his head and leaned against the rock wall behind him to doze.
Xie Wei didn't want to fall asleep.
But such a night is not destined to be peaceful.
Almost as soon as he closed his eyes, the endless bloody torrent of the old days swept toward him like a nightmare, like knocking down a cliff that stood thousands of miles away, destroying the towering and lush trees, and carrying him with him. wrap…
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.
He fell into a restless dream.
In the early morning sky, the glazed tiles of the nine-layered palace towers are stacked one upon another, majestic and majestic.
The new snow was pure and white, and the faces of the palace attendants were filled with joy.
The young woman stopped, tidied up his sleeves, and said to him with a light smile, "The snow is a good year. It snows this winter, and the next year's crops will be good, and the people will be even happier."
That face should be beautiful and bright.
But no matter how hard he tried, he only remembered some vague details and pieced together a vague outline.
Only the temperature of the palm that pulled him forward was deeply imprinted.
Step by step into the palace gate, walk down the long road, go up the stairs, and bow down with her.
People in Huafu mingled and chatted happily.
The Crown Prince Shen Lang brought in the rest of his companions and dragged him to the side to play chess.
After a few dishes, he got sleepy.
The young woman came, and the palace servant 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 bore bright red fruit; I dreamed that I was sitting under the eaves playing the piano, and the tune that I couldn’t play suddenly became smooth; The chef finally made a plate of very delicious peach cake, he laughed and ran out of it...
Then he fell and suddenly woke up.
When I opened my eyes, it was already dark outside, and there was no palace servant in the warm pavilion.
Only a low cry came in.
He got up from the couch, walked out, and saw several young palace servants hugging each other, tears kept streaming down and choked up. The young woman was sitting very close to the woman wearing a phoenix crown and a gorgeous palace attire. Her face 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.
The young children, although they didn't understand enough things, could also faintly smell the fear floating in the air.
Just no one dared to say.
In the middle of the night, a general he had seen guarding the palace gate rushed in, wearing bloody armor, knelt down and kowtowed to the queen and cried, "The capital will be broken, please open the secret passage and enter the underground palace, Protect Your Highness!"
So they were blindfolded.
In the darkness, only the woman held his hand tightly.
By the time the blindfolded silk cloth was undone, they were already in a dark room underground, and they could faintly hear the sound of heavy footsteps stepping over their heads, and the sound of swords intersecting, which lasted for almost two whole days and nights.
He could hear it before he fell asleep.
When I woke up, I opened my eyes and I could still hear.
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 were already haggard and almost wept with joy.
The queen scolded them sharply, telling them not to cry.
The young woman put him in her arms and said that both his uncle and father were generals, leading a hundred thousand soldiers.
He listened, but there was always a puzzle in his heart: what if they couldn't come back
But looking at the sullen face of the queen's aunt, she didn't say anything.
Time wasted while waiting.
In the end, it was impossible to tell the time, day and night, just open your eyes to listen to them, or close your eyes and have entangled nightmares.
But that day, he rarely fell asleep.
It was vaguely heard that someone was out to investigate.
Shortly after returning to the narration, there was a sharp voice, something broke, followed by a quarrel with a crying voice, one of which was very familiar.
He walked out quietly without shoes on.
A beaded curtain obscured his figure.
The closer you get, the more real you can hear.
"Niangniang, the Heavenly Sect and King Pingnan are aggressive. They have the ambition of a wolf child, and they are slaughtering like crazy. If there is no trace of His Royal Highness, the three hundred children may still be saved. Maybe they can survive until the reinforcements come to rescue! If according to what you said, No matter who goes, those 300 children are afraid that they will all be fierce! If it is true, they will never have trouble after killing them; if it is false, they may not be ashamed and angry.
"The rebel party has already issued an ultimatum to the entire capital! If no one appears again, wouldn't it provoke a civil revolt? Even if the rebel party is expelled and the rebellion is pacified, how can it be known that it won't cause turmoil in the government and the opposition, and clear criticism?"
"But Niangniang, he hasn't even passed his seven-year-old birthday..."
"How old is the prince, do you dare to let my son die?"
"Then why should it be my child?!"
"Just because my son is the king, he is the minister! The minister will die for the king - there is a difference between the high and the low, the noble and the low!"
As Shen Lang is the king, he is the minister.
There is a difference between honor and inferiority, and there is no difference between noble and inferior!
Minister, when you die for the king.
He stood quietly behind the beaded curtain and saw the young woman weeping dry, sitting on the ground in a slump like tears, covering her face.
The cold woman said, "Go and invite the little prince to come."
The eunuch on the side bowed in response, walked over to open the beaded curtain, and when he saw him standing behind the curtain, he screamed in fright, fell to the ground, and shouted in a trembling voice like a ghost: "Sir, why are you here?"
Empress Xiao, who was wearing a phoenix crown, stiffened for a moment, and the hostility on her face had not yet subsided, but when she turned her head to see him, she quickly changed to her usual closeness and gentleness, and smiled at him: "Why, sleep. No? Just in time, 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 and scholars, you should be loyal to the king. Now there are bad people outside who want to arrest His Royal Highness. You are His Highness's companion. Would you like to go out disguised as His Royal Highness?"
He raised his head and looked into the corner.
Shen Lang, who was about the same age, shrank and sat there, dodging a little when he touched his eyes, but in a flash he glared back at him viciously, and suddenly stood 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 he turned around and turned to him, he smiled again: "Bengong knows that the prince has been smart since he was a child, and he is the most sensible, and 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 dark came up to hold her down and stopped her in the distance. He only felt that these people seemed to grow up in the darkness. When they came out, they seemed to be bloody peeled from the darkness, but they were walking dead. It seemed silent.
Empress Xiao's fingers wearing enamel armor lightly rested on his shoulders, pointed back at the woman, and said with a smile, "Look, your mother has been hiding here these days, she will be suffocated and mad. Now. She loves you, and you protect her too, right?"
The guard held a sword in his hand.
I don't know when it has been out of the sheath, and there is a pale cold light flashing in the gloom.
They restrained the weak woman.
She can't speak, can't move, only mournful whimper.
Her tearful eyes seemed to be pleading.
He blinked and slowly retracted his gaze, as if he had an extraordinary calmness, and replied, "I, I would like to take the place of Your Highness; this minister, I would like to take the place of Your Majesty."
The woman closest to him smiled with satisfaction.
The woman who was farthest from him hid her face and cried.
He walked over.
Someone stopped.
Empress Xiao looked at him for a while, then waved her hand, and those people backed away.
He came to the beautiful woman, hugged her, and said softly, "Mother, don't be afraid."
But she cried even more, holding on to him and wouldn't let go.
until someone slammed it apart.
He saw them pulling her down, took her to the side, and heard Empress Xiao say behind him, "Auntie will take good care of her."
Some eunuchs took off Shen Lang's clothes and put them on for him.
From shoes and socks to jade pendants.
Before being blindfolded again, he knelt down and quietly kowtowed three times to the woman. She struggled like crazy, but she couldn't escape no matter what.
The darkness seemed to have become a bottomless abyss at this time.
He walked and groped in it.
After hearing the sound of an organ and the opening of the secret passage, a chill came to my face.
He took off the blindfolded silk cloth, walked out from the side of Dan Chi in the Qianqing Palace, and went down the steps one by one. The corpses of the palace servants lay all over the place, and in the crevices of the rocks, in the low-lying places, the frozen blood was like bright red amber.
It's still snowing in the sky.
He didn't know if the snow had been falling since the day he entered the palace, without stopping, or if it stopped in the middle and snowed again. I just feel very cold, and the cold makes people's fingers hurt.
The dream falls while walking.
The dark night and the white snow all turned into ghosts, screaming at him.
Suddenly, countless unfamiliar faces overlapped in front of him.
Gloomy, ferocious, and cold.
Someone asked, are you Shen Lang
He said, I am.
Then I heard the long sword unsheathed, Xue Jian screamed, and a bone-chilling sneer: "Kill!"
kill-
Suddenly blocked by the incoming wind and snow, he walked with difficulty in a river.
A cat's meow came from the snow.
He rushed in and shouted loudly, "Where are you?"
No one responded.
He tripped over a stone under his feet and fell to the ground. When he got up, he found that his hands were red all over his body. It turned out that it was not a river under his feet, but an endless stream of blood; it turned out that the stumble 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 moment, clearing all the obstacles that blocked the view, revealing the hills made of countless children's corpses. Broken limbs pressed against a cold and hard body; a cut throat hit a smashed head...
Several cats squatted on it, burying their heads and eating.
They were dirty and skinny, and they didn't seem to have the slightest bit of flesh. It seemed that a head had this weird edge, and when they turned to look at him with a tight body, the bones of the two ribs stood out under the thin dry fur.
A pair of hungry eyes glowing in the dark.
Even the cry revealed a deep and eerie horror, making people almost nauseated!
"Meow!"
A scream full of sharp hostility.
The black shadow rushed towards him like lightning!
"Mother..."
Xie Wei woke up, his fingertips trembled, and when he opened his eyes, the fire was still burning, but he could hardly feel the temperature for half a minute, and even because of the surging nausea, it was difficult to move.
However, when he turned his head, he saw the entrance of the cave—
A pair of eyes that glow in the dark!
There were more than a dozen wild cats in the mountains. They gathered at the entrance of the cave at some point. They emerged from the branches and leaves piled up at the entrance of the cave, and looked at them eagerly!
Almost at the same time, the lynx at the front bared its teeth viciously.
A scream came from its mouth, and it suddenly turned into a black shadow, rushing towards the cave!
Jiang Xuening added 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 taking a nap.
Xie Wei vaguely said something in her sleep, which made her wake up suddenly.
This time, I happened to see a group of bobcats with hunched backs and shrugs gathered at the entrance of the cave. They were horrified in an instant, and a cold air ran from the soles of their feet to the back of their heads along their spines!
Xie Wei wiped the short knife on the rock beside him.
In the blink of an eye, there was no time to think about it, Jiang Xuening picked up the knife, stood in front of Xie Wei at the moment when the lynx rushed over, and slashed towards the cat with a knife.
No clues.
Chill!
There seemed to be a cracking sound in the snowy night, but the sharp blade cut through the cat's eyes, opened half of her stomach, and the dirty blood suddenly splashed on her body, and the cat fell down and fell. There was a mess all over the place, screaming shrilly!
Jiang Xuening was just a subconscious move. He didn't expect to see blood, and he never expected to see such a bloody and terrifying scene. His scalp exploded, and he almost wanted to bury his head and vomit.
At that moment she wanted to throw away the knife in her hand.
Even almost backing off.
However, there are pictures of the old days emerging. A voice told her that she could not go back. So that force drove her to clench the knife again. Forcing himself not to look down, resisting the urge to get sick, he just quickly kicked the lynx corpse that had lost its voice on the ground.
The lynx outside the cave neighed again suddenly!
Xie Wei was extremely cold, and his face was pale. He could neither see her expression nor read her mood. He could only see the back, panting and heaving due to extreme fear.
Clearly trembling fingers clenched the knife tightly.
Jiang Xuening acted like a fool, tried to block him behind him, and said to him in a barely audible low voice, "Sir, I'm here."