Zhi Xuan

Northern Capital

Ever since Zhao Hao and Shi Zixuan led the army to march south, battle reports have been sent back one after another, with good news coming one after another.The clans were beaming, the people of the country were all smiling, and everyone was looking forward to a big victory.

The Marquis of Bei'an plans to destroy the country, and after discussing with the clans, he is ready for a long war.

Things developed unexpectedly.

Marquis Nanyou and Nanyou Clan are in the same situation, in order to get revenge, they surrendered to Zhao Hao.

The memorial was delivered to Zhongdu City, and it was a foregone conclusion.Whether people wake up or not, the result will not change.

The Bei'an Kingdom really got a big advantage. From the Marquis of Bei'an to the people in the capital, everyone felt like they were being hit by a big pie.

The cavalry flew to report the triumphant return of the army, and there was no need for the Marquis of Bei'an to issue an order. The clans and citizens of the city took action one after another.Some people guard the gate of the city every day, waiting for the return of the army, and immediately report it to the city.

Compared to the bustling city, the corner of the Monarch's Mansion was exceptionally quiet.

In a secluded room with the doors and windows closed, there were bursts of violent coughing.The voice was heart-piercing, and it was mixed with sharp curses. If you listen carefully, you can hear such words as "Youshi, Anshi, Dusha", which send chills down your spine.

Xiao Youshi stood in front of the door, looking haggard, as thin as a gust of wind could blow away.

The originally fitting dress became empty, and the thick black hair became withered, yellow and sparse, and even the most common bun could not be combed. It could only be scattered behind the back and tied gently with a piece of silk.

A maid stood beside Xiao Youshi, holding her arms and supporting her body to prevent her from falling down.

With Xiaoyou's current physical condition, he couldn't stand being exhausted at all.She should not leave the bedroom, let alone stand in the corridor for a long time.

In midsummer, the private room still does not get sunlight.Due to the location of the building, the wind blowing through the corridor is extremely cold.

The cold wind blows on the body, and the cold seems to be able to penetrate the bone marrow.

Xiaoyou's illness was terminally ill, the poison eroded the internal organs, and he died soon.Blowing cold wind at this moment will undoubtedly make things worse and hasten her death.

"Ma'am, it's time to go back." The maid reminded.

The maid was sent by the Marquis of Bei'an to take care of Xiao Youshi.The reminder is not loyalty, but the order of the Marquis of Bei'an that the Xiaoyou clan cannot die before Shi Zizhen and Gongzi Hao enter the city.

Xiaoyou didn't even move, and turned a deaf ear to what the maid said.

A hint of impatience flashed in the maidservant's eyes, and just about to persuade her again, Xiaoyou suddenly broke away from her hand, staggered forward, pressed the door leaf with both hands, and pushed it hard inside.

Amidst the creaking sound, the cold wind passed through Xiao Youshi's skirt, whizzing into the room.

The cursing stopped abruptly, but the coughing continued, more serious than before.

The room was empty, not even a bed, only a worn-out hemp mat on the floor.The surface of the mat was dotted with stains, which were blood stains.

The windows were nailed from the outside, and the doors were narrow.

Even in the daytime, the room was very dark and extremely cold.

Bu Xiang curled up on the ground, his dress was messy and his bun was scattered.The long-term torture made her cheeks sunken, her complexion withered and yellow, like an old man who is dying, without the slightest trace of her former charm.

Light leaked from the door and fell on the ground, reflecting a long and narrow strip of light.

Supporting his body with one hand, Buxiang raised his head with difficulty, and seeing Xiao Youshi appearing at the door, he was puzzled for a while, then widened his eyes and laughed loudly.

The laughter was shrill and piercing, revealing endless resentment and madness.

"You're going to die too!"

Xiao Youshi didn't get angry.Due to the previous actions, her physical strength was rapidly drained, and she was a little unsteady, so she could only lean on the door frame and let Buxiang laugh wildly.

After laughing enough, Buxiang started to cough again, even coughing up blood.

Seeing the splattered blood, Xiaoyou smiled coldly and strangely.

"The army is triumphant, and the two sons of the elder sister are coming back."

Xiao Youshi's voice is not high, mixed with breath.It is very different from the original clear tone, revealing dry and hoarse.

Bu Xiang stared fiercely at Xiao Youshi, opened his mouth, and was about to close his jaw forcefully, when a servant rushed out from the corner, pinched her chin with one hand, and stuffed a ball of sackcloth into Bu Xiang's mouth.

The waiter's movements were very skillful, and similar situations obviously happened more than once.

After Buxiang was locked in a cell, she repeatedly tried to commit suicide.Hitting the wall, hanging her neck, biting her tongue, going on a hunger strike, she tried everything she could, but she never succeeded.

Because the number of times was too frequent, it was almost impossible to guard against it. The servant who was originally guarding the door entered the room, twelve hours a day, and kept his eyes on him all the time, so as not to let her kill him.

Bu Xiangfei is not afraid of life and death.If she was really not afraid of death, she would not have found Xiao Youshi.But she knew in her heart that once Shi Zizhen and Gong Zihao returned, her past evil deeds would be revealed to the world, and her fate would be more terrifying than death.

She didn't want to end up miserable, so she committed suicide first.But under strict surveillance, wanting to die is also an extravagant hope.

Xiaoyou's poison was poured into the soup.She had no intention of avoiding others. After a few times, she thought it was troublesome, and even sent poison directly, ordering the maid to stare at it, and the servant pinched Buxiang's cheek and forced her to pour it down.

Because of the doubling of the dose, Bu Xiang suffered more than Xiao You.In the event of a poison attack, she would roll on the ground in pain, scratching her neck and arms, leaving streaks of blood.

Xiao You came here dragging his sick body, not only to witness Bu Xiang's distressed appearance.She estimated the time when the army would enter the city, knowing that her suffering would soon be over.Before she died, she wanted to aggravate Buxiang's pain, so that this woman would face the consequences again and fall into hell completely.

"Buxiang, I'm going to die. I will die in the dormitory. After I die, there will be a tomb. There will be burials in the tomb, and there will be sacrifices by children and grandchildren." Xiaoyou said slowly, word by word, so that Buxiang could hear clearly Clearly, "I can choose how I die, but you can't."

The last three words were very light, but they exploded in Buxiang's ears like thunder.

"You and I are both guilty. I will soon make amends to my eldest sister. As for you, just wait for that day."

After saying these words, Xiaoyou coughed several times, supported by her maid, turned and left the corridor.

From the beginning to the end, she stood outside the door, condescending, with a cold expression.

For a moment, the light haloed her figure, and the blurred outline came into view. Bu Xiang screamed in horror, as if seeing Da Youshi who was dying.

Buxiang thought she had forgotten, but her memory slapped her hard.

The poison penetrated into the bone marrow, and her life was hanging by a thread. That woman was still proud.Her waist is straight, even if the beauty is no longer, the elegance is not lost.Enduring unimaginable pain, she always maintains her dignity and does not fall into the name of the clan.

The memory gradually came back, and Buxiang's face became distorted.

The more unwilling to recall, the clearer the picture of the past.Scenes flashed through her mind, making her realize how despicable she was and how inferior she was to a beast.

"what!"

Buxiang grabbed her hair hard, and strands of white hair fell to the ground, accompanied by her roar, which made people shudder.

madman.

The waiter's lips moved, but no sound came out.He quietly watched Buxiang go crazy, and only stepped forward when she grabbed the ground with her head, twisted Buxiang's arm instead, tied her up with a hemp rope, and threw her on the dirty and torn hemp mat.

"Want to die? It's not that easy."

The waiter is nearly fifty years old, and his body is still strong.Like Buxiang, he was born in Nanyou, and followed the Dayou clan to Bei'an.Unlike Buxiang, he was always loyal to the Dayou family and wanted to be buried in the past.He was stopped by the Dayou family and ordered him to serve the crown prince.

For more than 20 years, Buxiang's evil deeds have not been exposed.The servant was kept in the dark, and once joined forces with Buxiang to fight against Xiaoyou's family.

The secret was revealed, and the attendant hated Bu Xiang to the bone, and volunteered to guard the quiet room for the purpose of revenge.

From the moment he was locked in the secluded room, Buxiang fell into an endless abyss.Having experienced the tricks of Xiao Youshi and the servants, for her, death is a kind of relief.

It's a pity she can't die yet.

The waiter stood with his arms folded, stepped on Buxiang's fingers, and crushed them hard.

Buxiang screamed, and the sound came out of the room. Xiaoyou stopped, looked back, and turned his head nonchalantly, as if he didn't hear anything or know anything.

In the early morning of the next day, just after dawn, the sound of horseshoes came from outside the city.

The guards at the top of the city looked down and saw several horsemen galloping towards them.

As they approached the city, the knight raised his voice and shouted: "The army is triumphant, twenty miles away from the city!"

Not long after, the gate of the city opened, and the knight had his identity checked, and rode his horse into the city.

The guards stood in front of the city gate, all with happy expressions on their faces.Thinking that the army is about to return, the sleepiness of getting up early was swept away, and the heart was full of joy, and the excitement was beyond words.

The cavalry galloped into the city, shouting all the way.

The sound spread to all the squares, and the clan, the people of the country and the common people were all alarmed.Upon hearing the good news, the whole family rushed out of the square gate and occupied both sides of the street.

The army has not yet entered the city, and both sides of the road have been occupied.

The crowd was crowded together, and many people were hungry and roaring in their stomachs, but they were still reluctant to give up their seats.

The sky was bright, and the whole city was shrouded in the bright sun.

Time passed by, the temperature was getting higher and higher, and the crowded crowd did not decrease, but gathered more and more.

Not only in the city, but also on the road that the army must pass through to enter the city, there are also huge crowds of people.The villagers and the businessmen who have not yet entered the city stood together, waiting eagerly.

Finally, the horn sounded in the distance, and the flame-like crimson floated on the horizon.

Amidst the sound of desolate horns, the flying cavalry who reported the news entered the city first.The crowd cheered, and the excitement and excitement were intertwined, setting off wave after wave of deafening sound.

The army has not yet reached the city gate, and the city is already a sea of ​​joy.

The cheers came to the monarch's mansion, and the servants and maids were all very excited.

Sitting in front of the mirror, Xiao Youshi brushed his fingers across the mirror, looked at the hazy face in the mirror, and smiled slightly.

She stood up, waved away the maid, and walked slowly but firmly to the bed.

The hem of the skirt is spread out on the ground, like flowers blooming.The patterns woven with colorful bird feathers are unique to Nanyou Country.Strings of shell pearls twine around her waist, jingling as she moves, completely different from Bei'an's accessories.

Xiaoyou's family did not wear a bun, but tied a colorful rope on the forehead, and inserted a sparrow feather into the rope.After being pressed in the box for many years, the bird's feathers have not been darkened, and the colors are still bright.

"Go down."

Sitting on the couch, Xiaoyou ordered the maidservants and servants to leave.

She fulfilled her promise, the army entered the city, and Shi Zizhen and Gongzi Hao returned, so she didn't have to suffer any more.At the last moment of her life, she didn't want to see anyone, but just kept to herself.

"promise."

The servant girl and servant retreated under orders, and stood silently outside.

The door of the temple was closed, the light disappeared outside the door, and the figure of Xiao Youshi was closed inside the door.

Twenty years of grievances, right and wrong, right and wrong, with the door closed, all returned to silence.