dead in winter

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Ming Fan changed into a purple dress again, with a white inner lining and golden silk patterns inlaid on the edge of the skirt, his hair was gently pulled into a flowing bun, and a white jade hairpin was inserted obliquely on it, making him look radiant and beautiful , in stark contrast to the bright moon in a black dress with a black gauze on her face.

She looked at the pale yet handsome man leaning against the bed, brushed the broken hair around her ears, revealing her white earlobes, and said with a gentle smile, "How do you feel now, my lord?"

It's spring now, the window is opened a small crack, the warm spring breeze is blowing from the outside, exuding a fresh and moving smell, the house is quiet, the decorations are low-key but not out of class, from the coral beads of the Western Regions to the daughter of Shangjing All the poems and paintings of celebrities are priceless, filling the whole room. Wen Shu raised his head, glanced at the woman sitting in front of him, and said softly

"Much better, thanks girl"

Mingyue shook her head silently, and whispered to Ming Fan

"Since he's awake, I'll go back and guard the master."

Seeing that Ming Fan nodded, he got up and went out. He didn't take the initiative to talk to Wen Shu during the period. Ming Fan smiled and said nothing. Please forgive me girl"

"My lord's words are going to scare me." Ming Fan took a step forward, her crimson dress fluttered with the wind, exuding a faint fragrance of pear blossoms. what's wrong"

Wen Shu was stunned, looked at her approaching figure, raised his head and said, "... what the girl said is very true"

Ming Fan sat next to him, lowered his head to feel his pulse, Wen Shu looked at her peacefully, and remained motionless, after a while, Ming Fan finally raised his head slowly, with a complex expression on his face, he asked, "Do you know your body?"

Seeing that Wen Shu nodded, his face was calm, as if a pool of stagnant water could no longer make any waves, Ming Fan shook his head and sighed, "Master's body is really an unheard of case in the world. In my opinion, Mr. A person who should have died but for some reason was hanged with his life to survive in the world" and he was hanged alive for dozens of years...

The atmosphere between the two was harmonious, the potted plant by the window was lush green and continued to exude a fragrance, Wen Shu looked at the potted green plant and coughed lightly

"You don't have to pity me, I am a pawn created by myself, life and death are just up to fate, but..."

Wen Shu put a soft pillow behind him, his face softened, and he paused for a while before continuing to ask, "The subordinate wrote to me before, and heard that Wen Shuojing disappeared? Is there such a thing?" Wen Shu turned his face and asked Only then did Ming Fan put away the pity on his face, straightened his dress, and said with a quiet smile

"Unnecessary things, who is spreading rumors?" Wen Shu closed his eyes and said hoarsely, "You are a smart man, you know what I want to ask, where is Wen Shuojing, take me to see him"

Ming Fan didn't move, but still smiled and said, "Young master just woke up, you should rest more."

"I don't want to say the same thing again. You know, Wen Shuojing cares about me the most. If you don't say it, maybe I will do something." Wen Shu closed his eyes and said tiredly

"..." Ming Fan's soft smile finally couldn't be maintained, his body froze, he couldn't help but turned around, patted his face and cursed in a low voice, "Despicable!"

Wen Shu chuckled, "I'm sorry"

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Month ago

"Master, there's news from Beijing." Ming Shu pushed the door open and said seriously

"Say" Wen Shuojing sat on the top seat with a cold face

Ying Wu came in through the window, she was busy all the way, knelt down and held up an envelope, Ming Shu took it and handed it to Wen Shuojing, the man read it quickly, almost instantly thought of what Wen Renjing was going to do, and couldn't help frowning , whispered

"Naughty"

Wen Shuojing looked up again, and quickly ordered indifferently, "Order, let Ying Er come back, throw away Xu Tuo's line, and all the people who searched in Yanzhou come back, let Ying Er pretend to be me, and be heard by Wen Renling." Capture', then feign death, except Ming Fan and Ying San, everyone will withdraw from the royal city within three days."

"Yes, but master, what should Mr. Wen do?" Ming Shu immediately agreed, and turned around to ask just as he was about to leave, with a troubled expression on his face. The movement of the window is very skillful

Wen Shuojing walked to the window, looking at the faltering lights of Wanjia in the dark night, his eyes were silent

"You won't lie to me..." He whispered softly like the wind, falling silently into the night without causing any waves

The next day, the internal situation in Yanzhou was in turmoil. A fire broke out in Xu Tuo's mansion guarding Yanzhou. After everyone extinguished the fire, the whole mansion was in ruins and pitch black. Xu Tuo himself was burned to a mummified corpse. The identity can only be identified vaguely from the agate on the hand.

King Jing was furious and ordered a thorough investigation of the murderer. After a few days, the matter was settled and no one cared about it. The new guard had to be notified to the court before he could be appointed. For a while, people in Yanzhou were in panic

Wen Shuojing changed into a moon-white dress, implying silver-threaded cloud patterns. He was sitting in a painting boat, watching the waves floating on the lake with a cold face, and no emotion could be seen on his handsome face. The blue lake was like The current situation is the same, the storm is about to come, Mingyue is still sitting next to him, bowing her head and making tea.

When Mingshu came in, Wen Shuojing was picking up a cup of tea, Mingshu put away his sword, and knelt down in front of Wen Shuojing, "Master, everything is going well, Ying Er has successfully dispelled King Jing's suspicion, and he can get away today." "

Wen Shuo nodded, "Did He Ying see each other smoothly?" On that day, He Ying took the initiative to ask Shangjing to be a witness against Wen Renling. After Wen Shuo agreed, she handed over to Ying Wu together with the news that the Huns were about to commit crimes. However, there is still no news...

"I haven't received the news yet," Ming Shu said, gently rubbing his hands behind his back to wipe off the sweat on his hands, and said nervously, "But master, there has been an unknown person in Yanzhou recently, who seems to be searching for people, our people I have been in contact with it before, and its strength is not bad.”

"Why didn't you report it before?" Wen Shuojing turned his eyes from the tea to Mingshu's face, his eyes were flat, but Mingshu felt a pressure invisibly, he didn't dare to look up, he could only stare On the floor of Huafang, he secretly complained, "Subordinates...subordinates don't think this is the most important task, so...so..."

Ming Shu, who couldn't explain why, could only say in pain with a pale face, "Please punish me, Master!"

Wen Shuojing lightly lifted his wide sleeves, without saying a word, Mingyue said coldly, "It seems that you have been with Minglu for a long time, and your mind has stopped moving, Mingshu, according to the rules, punishment Do you know you are wrong if you hold fifty lashes?"

The dagger in Mingyue's hand revealed a faint cold light, her eyes were cold, she looked at Mingshu with a hatred for iron and steel, one lash in the torture hall can break a person's bones, ten lashes can break an ordinary person's life, fifty lashes may be as profound as Mingshu's martial arts It would take more than a month for someone like this to forcefully get out of bed, Ming Shu let out a breath, and nodded in a deep voice, "This subordinate knows his mistake."

A bird flew from a distance, its whole body was pitch black, and it stopped quietly by the window of the painting boat. Its eyes were dull, not as agile. Wen Shuojing picked up the puppet bird and opened its abdomen, and took out a piece of paper from inside. strip

"The young master is in the palace, guarded tightly and cannot be approached; Ling Xu Tuo found a secret passage under the old house, leading directly to the cold palace"

Urging internal force to burn the note, Wen Shuojing wrote a new one and put it into the belly of the puppet bird. After adjusting the mechanism, he saw that it gradually flew away before looking down at his hand, trembling a little, Wen Shuojing closed it Close your eyes, get rid of the dark expression in your eyes, and when you open your eyes again, you have returned to a clear state

"There is a house in the suburbs, you need to send someone to clean up the house first." Wen Shuojing instructed Mingyue, and paused, "Be sure to guard the suburbs, I will go there tomorrow, you don't have to follow me"

Mingyue and Mingshu glanced at each other, forced by Wen Shuojing's strong aura, they could only agree in a low voice

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殷府

Wen Shuojing stood in the yard where Wen Shu used to stay, and looked left and right. The trees in the yard were still the same as they were before he left, but the fallen leaves under the trees were not cleared.

Pushing open the door and entering the room, Qingzhu circled around the youth group with a playful smile, and said coquettishly, "Master, take a sip, today's medicinal food is delicious, Qingzhu will not lie to you"

Wen Shu lowered his brows and looked dumbfounded, but he still drank it up. Qingzhu picked up the candied fruit, and Wen Shu gently twisted one into his mouth. His light-colored lips were dyed red and orange by the warm medicinal food. The candied fruit looming between the white breasts...

Wen Shuojing smiled lightly, and stretched his hand forward, the illusion was instantly shattered, the moonlight outside the house shone through, and the house was deserted and deserted, there was no figure of the green bamboo with a hippie smiling face, nor the gentle and gentle smile of the young man, no one was there.

Touching the cold bed, Wen Shuojing walked over slowly, sat on the bed, raised one hand to cover his face, and sighed secretly, "I really lost to you, Shushu"

With a "bang", the door opened wide, and the courtyard was instantly brightly lit. Dozens of dead men surrounded Wen Shuojing. Wen Shuojing stood up calmly, and walked out of the house following the tense movements of the dead men.

"Hahaha, the famous Shen Qingshui's closed-door disciple looked like a dragon and a phoenix today. Maybe I want you to untie your white clothes, or Wen Shuojing, the son of the Northwest General?" A middle-aged man walked into the courtyard with a big smile. With a hint of viciousness, he said viciously

Wen Shuojing stood with his hands behind his back, and after listening to the man open his mouth, he revealed his triple identity, and said calmly, "I'm sorry, I don't know who the senior is?"

"Me?" Ji Ying raised her eyebrows, and a strange smile appeared on her gloomy face, "So what if you just treat me as your elder? Anyway, you and our little Highness have already formed a lot of fate, don't you hahaha"

"Sure enough," Wen Shuojing thought to himself, his boots left an obvious mark on the green grass in the yard

"Senior praised me absurdly. It was the younger generation's fault for disturbing me late at night. Yueqing apologized to senior. I wonder if senior can be accommodating and let me go back?"

Surrounded by countless guards and dozens of dead men, Wen Shuojing asked without changing his expression, his voice was modest and polite, without any stage fright

Ji Ying glanced at Wen Shuojing with great interest, touched the other missing eye on his face, suppressed the viciousness in the eyes, slowly drew out the long knife behind him with the other hand, and said with a sharp smile, "Oh? You want to go back? But you have to leave something behind when you are a guest, right? Nephew Yueqing..."

Without saying a word, his body was like a leopard pounced on

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[The author has something to say: As we all know, a subordinate who can't turn the window is not a good subordinate (*^ω^*)]