Thousand-character silk

Wei Ling was sitting on the westbound carriage, the Duxia jade bracelet on her wrist seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and a little white was exposed from the bright red dress, so people couldn't help but see it.

The road was a bit bumpy. It was a long journey, but because I was thinking about other things, I was anxious. Before I could figure out what to do, the maid outside the car called out: "Princess, we have arrived in Rongdu."

Rongdu.

After passing through the palace gate, you can see the person you've been thinking about day and night. I have waited for so long and hoped for so long, but now I don't even have half the intention to walk into the palace gate.

There were sounds of joy outside the car, and people from Quanrongdu gathered on both sides of the street, hoping to see the appearance of the future concubine.Let's see what this woman who brought temporary harmony between Rong and Wei looks like.

Through the curtain, Wei Ling seemed to be able to see Rong Huan in a red and black wedding dress, standing in front of the hall and waiting for her with a smile.She imagined that Rong Huan would stretch out his hand to hold her, but her hand was covered with sticky red blood.

His head was covered in cold sweat, and his fingers could not stop shaking.The louder the cheers outside the car, the more panicked my heart became.Wei Jun's face appeared in front of his eyes again and again.

"Why did brother kill King Rong?"

Wei Jun snorted coldly, his eyes were full of hatred.

"Wei Ling, it's such a simple truth, if you are as smart as you, don't you know? When my mother died young, and my father died in battle, I was only ten years old and you were four years old. Before I took office at the age of 16, I was framed. On the high throne of the king, I was controlled by the courtiers like puppets, but there was no room for retaliation. Six years, a full six years, I watched the country of Wei, which was once supported by the hands of my father, fall little by little. The weakest country in Chengdu, but I can't do anything..."

Recalling the years when he was treated as a puppet, Wei Jun's voice trembled uncontrollably.

"Until I was 16 years old, I married the general's daughter and had military power in my hands. The first thing I did after taking office was to exchange blood for the court.

"They do things meticulously, leaving no trace... I have no evidence, but I can't see the group of people who have soiled the father's country, looking at themselves in the court! I use military power, I have never imagined The bloody means got rid of all the mediocre officials who were attached to my father. All the officials who oppressed me were all exterminated by my family.

"Father Wang Shangwen, but I used his most disgusting force in exchange for the current Wei family... Hahahaha... As many people in the market say that I am the Ming Lord, there are as many people who slander me as a tyrant,"

"elder brother……"

During the period when Wei Jun was not in power, Wei Ling was still inexperienced, and Wei Jun protected her very well, preventing her from hearing any gossip in the court.Wei Ling was able to live in such a naive and sensible way, all thanks to Wei Jun's unimaginable means and careful guarding.

Wei Ling had never heard from her brother about this dark past, but when she heard it this time, thinking of Wei Jun sitting helpless on that lonely summit, she couldn't help feeling like a knife was twisting her heart.

"But he, King Rong Xiao... he, King Rong Xiao, killed our father, why can he enjoy family happiness?!"

Wei Jun smashed the wine glass in his hand, his whole figure shook, he knelt on his knees, and was about to fall to the ground and faint.Wei Ling rushed forward and hugged her elder brother in her arms.

However, a young man in his early twenties, shouldering the heavy responsibility of his family and country, cannot be relieved or entertained.

The arrogant and arrogant man in front of the court, the ruthless elder brother in front of his sister, now like a wronged child, he fell on Wei Ling's shoulder and cried loudly.

Tears wet Wei Ling's wedding dress, it was mottled like blood.

The carriage stopped suddenly, and Wei Ling's thoughts were also interrupted.

"City gate—open—! Welcome—!"

Rong Palace's guard sang, and the wheels started rolling again.

"and many more!"

Wei Ling panicked, and suddenly shouted from inside the car.

Everyone was taken aback, Wei Ling's maid rushed to the side of the car and asked through the window:

"Princess, what's wrong?"

"I……"

After entering the Rong Palace, I would even agree to my brother's request to kill Rong Huan's father.Brother, as long as I kill King Rong Xiao, I just need to kill him... Huan Lang will be fine, I can still be with him... King Rong Xiao is my father-killing enemy, I should do it, I shouldn't hesitate ... However, if I make a move, I will become Huan Lang's sworn enemy.

I can keep it from him for the rest of my life, and grow old together with him.

But how can I hide it from him?

"Princess, this is already the ceremony, if you don't leave, you will miss the time. It's not good to miss the auspicious time after the big wedding."

"I..." Wei Ling twisted her sleeves, still holding the broken jade pendant in her hand, bit her lip and couldn't say anything.

The maid thought that the princess was nervous, so she comforted her: "Princess, don't be afraid, the servant will always be by the princess' side. The princess will just listen to the guidance of the servant for a while."

Wei Ling was still frozen in the car, not allowing anyone to move.

Seeing the time passing by, the auspicious time was about to be missed, and the servant girl became more and more anxious.The people who followed the welcoming team and looked around also felt strange, when did the Rong Palace have more rules to temporarily hang the new princess outside the palace?

"no……"

"Princess?"

I can't marry, I can't be sorry to Huan Lang.

Wei Ling lifted the curtain of the car, and jumped out of the car wearing a red gauze covering her face, and everyone was in an uproar.

"Princess?" The servant girl asked anxiously, "Princess, what's the matter? Hurry up and get in the car, or you won't be able to catch up with the auspicious time..."

The courtiers who greeted the ceremony also froze in place, unable to advance or retreat. They imagined all kinds of mistakes that might happen during the grand wedding of the eldest son, but they did not expect that something would happen to the imperial concubine.

Under the strange eyes of everyone, Wei Ling felt uncomfortable all over.It was impossible to enter this Rong Palace, but there were guards and crowds all around him, and he didn't know where to go at all.The noise of the crowd and the consoling voices of the servants mixed in Wei Ling's mind, and she felt extremely chaotic, and she couldn't help but want to scream to silence everyone.

"Princess? What's wrong?"

"No... I can't marry..."

Wei Ling muttered, and was about to step back as she moved.

"No... I can't..."

"Aya."

Before the word "marry" was uttered, an all-too-familiar voice came from the gate of the city. Wei Ling's eyes widened and her body stiffened. She saw Rong Huan in a happy dress standing at the gate of the palace, looking at herself with a smile on her face.

"Aya."

This cry was so spoiled that Wei Ling froze on the spot, not knowing what to do.

The red and black wedding dress was worn on Rong Huan's body, and the long hood showed the majesty of Rong Guo's son.The fluttering red ribbon on the crown is only tied today, only for one person.

Suddenly regaining consciousness, Rong Huan had already walked in front of him.Through the red gauze, Rong Huan's handsome appearance was vaguely discernible.

"Huan... Huan Lang."

Rong Huan happily took Wei Ling's hand, the palm was very warm, so warm that people felt dependent, and he didn't want to let go of it.

Rong Huan tapped her forehead with his fingers and said: "It's still this temperament, what tricks do you want to play on the wedding day?"

"Huan Lang...I can't..."

"Can't what?"

"I……"

Thin cold sweat broke out on Wei Ling's forehead, and her whole body began to tremble unconsciously.

Rong Huan also noticed something strange: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"no……"

Rong Huan said with a smile: "Could it be that you want to regret it when you get to the door? I won't allow it."

As Rong Huan said, he took out a pair of earrings from his waist, it was the pair that Wei Ling lost during the Shangyuan Festival.

"This is……"

"Remember what I said in the letter, asking you to leave the earrings for me?"

Rong Huan gently inserted his hand into the red gauze, and put it on for Wei Ling lightly.

"Originally there was only this one. After I returned to Rongguo, someone made another one just like that. I thought of you coming, so I gave it to you." Rong Huan looked at the man through the red gauze. A pair of earrings, "One is you, the other is me. From now on, you are mine."

"I've never worn earrings for a woman, and I've practiced it on the empress's ear for a long time, but has it hurt you?"

Wei Ling shook her head lightly.

"Follow me in, I can't wait to see you behind the red gauze."

Rong Huan said as he took Wei Ling and strode towards Rong Palace.

King Rong Xiao and Empress Rong were sitting at the banquet, the maid brought the wine cup, Wei Ling took it, Rong Huan poured the wine, and then Wei Ling presented it to King Rong Xiao and Empress Rong.

Wei Ling looked at the white powder solidified on her little fingernail, then at Rong Huan, closed her eyes and walked towards the front seat.

"what is this?"

"Moon bite."

Wei Jun explained while applying the syrup on Wei Ling's little finger.

"This is a timed medicine, and you will die within a month after taking it." Wei Jundao, "Rongguo palace rules, after entering the palace, the princess must give wine to the queen Rong. Before saluting, just lightly touch the Just reach the wine surface. This medicine will melt in water without leaving any traces. You can rest assured."

"If you want to kill, isn't it more convenient to assassinate? Why bother?"

Wei Jun was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Just after you entered the palace, King Rong died, everyone will suspect you, I will not let you take this risk."

Walking slowly to King Rong Xiao, Wei Ling turned her head and saw Rong Huan looking at herself with a smile.

"His Royal Highness..." an attendant reminded.

Wei Ling's heart moved, she lowered her eyebrows and raised her hand to respect the wine cup to King Rong Xiao and Empress Rong, and they both covered their sleeves and drank it down in one gulp.

Wei Ling stood up and kowtowed, and walked back to Rong Huan's side, clasping her hands tightly in her sleeves.

After the complicated etiquette, only Rong Huan and Wei Ling were left in the bridal chamber.

Wei Ling sat on the side of the bed, Rong Huan gently held her hand and looked at her, staring at her for a long time, but did not say a word.

Wei Ling said: "What are you doing, it's as if you have never seen it before."

"I've never seen someone so beautiful today." Rong Huan smiled, thought for a while and added, "You are the second most beautiful girl I've ever seen."

Wei Ling asked sourly: "Then who is the most beautiful? Mother?"

Rong Huan shook his head: "No, it's a woman I met at the Shangyuan Festival in Weidu."

Wei Ling thought for a while and said, "Isn't that me?"

"Yes, and no." Rong Huan smiled, "I met Wei Ling, not the princess of Wei Kingdom."

Wei Ling was taken aback, pinched Rong Huan's waist and said with a smile: "Obviously it's me."

"You still eat your own jealousy."

"If you dare to have another woman..."

"I have a soft spot," Rong Huan interrupted, "I promise you this."

Wei Ling's heart skipped a beat, and in the next instant Rong Huan put her into his arms, pressing against his chest, and the sound of steady heartbeat came to her ears.

"Is it Wei Ling who is marrying me today, or the princess of Wei Kingdom?"

Wei Ling closed her eyes reassuringly, and put her arms around Rong Huan's waist.

"It's Wei Ling."

Goose pear flowers, the fragrance in the tent, lightly untie the clothes, warming anyone's heart.

Waking up in the middle of the night, Rong Huan had already been sound asleep for a long time.Wei Ling leaned over and gently kissed Rong Huan's eyes, then pulled the skirt of his clothes, got up and paced outside the palace.

Now, what should we do?How should I explain it to Rong Huan?

The night is so quiet that people can't bear to break it.

"Who!"

When Wei Ling reacted, a dagger with a cold light had already rested on her neck.

"Princess, why didn't you make a move today?"

Wei Ling turned her head to look, and it turned out to be her personal maid.

"It's actually you."

"The slave servant is ordered by the king to assist the princess. The king expects the princess to be merciful, so he specially asks the servant to follow."

Wei Ling said, "I just want to ask you one question."

"Princess, please speak."

"Although the hatred of killing one's father cannot be shared, the reason why Brother Wang is so unscrupulous is not just because King Rong Xiao hates my brother and sister for killing his father. What is the reason behind it?"

"As expected of the king's younger sister."

The dagger in the hand of the maidservant did not put down.

"A spy came to report. The successive kings of Rong have passed down a secret from generation to generation. This matter is related to the rise and fall of the Rong country. The new king."

"That's why Brother Wang didn't let me assassinate, but asked me to use medicine. The purpose is to let King Rong have the opportunity to tell Huan Lang the secret."

"Exactly."

"Brother Wang wants me to find out the news from Huan Lang after I make a move?"

"good."

"What is it for?"

The maid paused and said:

"It is said that in the hands of King Rong, there is a thousand-character silk book written by the Great Emperor Lindu."

☆, 55 Clear

"Just let General Yan go like this?"

The man behind the woman in Tsing Yi asked.The woman in Tsing Yi didn't even look back, she just raised her head and chuckled.

"This is what you mean, the Yandu is useless anyway, and it won't drag us down if you lose it. It took a lot of time to arrest that boy Yandu, but it took a lot of my manpower," the woman said here Liu Mei frowned slightly, feeling a little unwilling in her heart, "Several masters have been killed by Yan Du, if I hadn't thought a little bit more today and brought twice as many people, I'm afraid we really can't do anything to him. I I don’t want to bring him by my side until he recovers, and damage some of my subordinates for nothing.”

"After all..." the woman said negatively, "Let him go, the young master has his own consideration."

"Master is wise." The person behind said respectfully.

The woods in the western suburbs are vast, the wind is hunting in the forest, and the howling of wolves can be heard from the mountains in the far west from time to time, making the surroundings quite a bit weird.The torch burned more violently in the wind, illuminating the surroundings of the woman in Tsing Yi and her party.

"It's hard to attract that little prince by using his face, but in the end, he still achieves nothing." The woman was so unwilling, and suddenly paused slightly, with a smug smile from the corner of her eyes, "No, it's not that there is no gain at all. Seeing Rong Shizi's humiliated face made this trip worthwhile."

"Isn't it?" the man behind responded, turned his head and looked at the other men, each letting out obscene and promiscuous laughter, "Master, don't tell me, although Rong Shizi is a man, his taste is Many women can't match it. The waist can be touched with eyes closed... no wonder even..."

"I'm not interested in knowing how that kid feels." The woman said coldly.

"Yes..." The men who were laughing just now suddenly fell silent.

"Master has completely broken the connection between Rong Shizi and General Yan this time." After a pause, the follower flattered him again.

The woman said: "The Yan family has been loyal to the Rong country for generations, and there are family rules. The descendants of the Yan family will submit to the Rong family forever. If there is any violation, the family law will be executed. Hehehe... In the end, it turned out that Yan Du was such a single-minded man. Lord's thing, hahahaha..."

Happy and distorted laughter echoed in the woods, indulgent and raging.

The woman was laughing when a very slight sound came from behind her ear, and the person who spoke to him just now suddenly let out a muffled groan.The woman looked back, only to find that the man was staring at her with wide-eyed eyes in astonishment, a silver dart was embedded in the center of his eyebrows at some point, and a ray of dark red flowed down the bridge of his nose.The woman frowned, and looked at the man with a puzzled expression, without even a hint of shock on her face.

"master……"

The man spit out a word and went down with a look of horror.

Before everyone could react, there was another sound of silver darts passing in the night wind, and the four people holding the torches fell down in response, and the surroundings were suddenly plunged into darkness.The group of people finally became a little flustered, and drew out the swords around their waists one after another, protecting the woman in Tsing Yi from the crowd.

A group of people tensed up and looked around in horror, but the sudden darkness made them unable to see anything for a while.

The forest was quiet for a long time, but no one appeared, and the sword glowed cold white under the moonlight.

The woman in Tsing Yi smiled calmly: "You are the only gentleman in this world who can use hidden weapons. Since you are here, why do you hide like this?"

There was silence in the woods, except for the sound of trembling swords and the slightly shifting footsteps of the people, there was no other sound.

Suddenly, there was a sound of someone's clothes flying in the air from a place among the trees. Everyone followed the sound and looked up, only to see a frosty white shadow flying down from the top, directly attacking the woman in Tsing Yi.Everyone hurriedly sent swords to form an umbrella, protecting the woman in Tsing Yi under the sword.The frost-clothed man flicked his fingertips, and one person couldn't withstand the force between the fingers. The flat umbrella surface was pried up a piece of the sword, and the frost-clothed man clamped the sword with two fingers and folded it lightly. After that, the white shadow tore off the veil on the woman's face through the gap, raised his hand and slammed his palm on the sword umbrella to disperse the guards, and he flipped in the air and grasped the veil lightly fell out of the crowd.The man stood quietly, his clothes were not messed up in the slightest, as if he had just stood there quietly and never moved a bit.

All the guards seemed to have suffered a lot of internal injuries, and they all fell to the ground and howled, completely unable to support their bodies.

"Tsk tsk," came the voice of a woman applauding from behind, "You really deserve to be Mr. Wu Ya, you are so skillful, you don't leave half a gap to others, you are beautiful."

Wu Ya turned around, and the woman who had been guarded by all the people just now stood alone in the same place, full of smiles, not even the slightest sign of fear.

Wu Ya looked at her from a distance, thinking, this woman is so graceful after all, if she doesn't speak, she won't be disgusting.

"Who is it?" Jing Wuya asked coldly, "Who moved Rong Xuan?"

The woman sneered and said nothing.Wu Ya threw the veil in his hand on the ground, approached the closest follower, stared into his eyes and asked, "Is that you?"

The man shook his head in fear, saying no over and over again, begging the woman in Tsing Yi to save him, but the woman in Tsing Yi turned around and didn't care about it at all.

There was no expression on Wu Ya's face, and he was rolling with murderous aura in his calmness, which made people feel terrified.He stretched out his hand and was about to pinch the man's neck, the man closed his eyes in panic, desperately begging for mercy, after begging for a while, but Wu Ya didn't see any action, he tentatively opened his eyes.

Wu Ya lowered his head, his dark bangs covered his pale face.The man on the ground saw his thin lips curled up slightly, and a sneer escaped from the man's pale lips.The man was thinking about whether he had escaped a catastrophe, but when he saw the accessory in his hand was gently taken by the man in frost, a cold light flashed, and his heart turned cold.

"Let me kill you with my hands. I'm afraid that if my hands get dirty, I won't be able to touch Rong Xuan again."

After saying that, a sword pierced the man's throat, and blood spurted out, staining Wuya's frosty white clothes red.

Wu Ya stood up and walked towards the others, begging all over the place, Wu Ya lazily continued to ask, the sword light flashed, and after a burst of screams, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.In the noisy woods just now, only the breathing of the two of them was left.

Wu Ya was covered in blood, and the strong smell of blood made him frown slightly with his frozen face.

"Why, I'm the only one left here, why don't you kill me?"

the woman asked softly.

Wu Ya swung his sword straight at the woman, and the woman suddenly turned around, with a long sword pointed at her throat under her delicate face.

"It really is you." Wu Ya looked at the woman's face and said coldly.

"It's not me, who else could it be?"

The woman smiled cleverly and approached Wu Ya, Wu Ya could feel that the tip of the sword had reached the woman's neck.

"Why are you doing this?"

"I don't like to see intact things." The woman raised her hand and looked at her fingertips carefully, "Rong Xuan is one of them."

Wu Ya twitched the corner of his mouth, but did not speak.

"It's really beautiful," the woman looked around and said, "You could have kept your clothes free of blood, but why did you look so downcast today?"

"Could it be..." the woman covered her mouth in feigned surprise, "It's really because of your Rong Xuan?"

"Don't think I can't kill you."

"But you are sure," the woman smiled and bent her beautiful eyes, "you can't kill me."

As the woman said, she left the sword tip, walked to Wu Ya's side, wrapped her arms around Wu Ya's neck, leaned close to his ear and said, "You don't want me."

Whispered as softly as a sympathetic whisper.

Wu Ya's body shook slightly, and he sneered, "You still haven't changed."

"But you have changed." The woman brushed a lock of Wu Ya's long hair, lightly twisting the blood on it, and said, "Jing Wuya, who is cold-faced and heartless, is really tempted by that little prince?"

The woman chuckled, and walked in the pool of blood.

"Tsk tsk, none of them are left behind." The woman shook her head, "So what if they are all dead, your little son is just a rag that has been trampled and trampled on."

As soon as the words were finished, a silver dart flew towards the woman's chest, and the woman saw her chest was slowly stained with blood, and looked at Jing Wuya with a pale face.

"Heh... darts. Hidden weapon, the yin is good. It really looks like you..."

As the woman spoke, her breath became weaker and weaker, and she was about to lose her standing.

Wu Ya walked straight towards the woman, pinched her beautiful and charming face with bloody hands, the blood stains made her cheeks look extremely weird and terrifying.Then his fingers slid down, gently pinched the woman's delicate throat, and lifted her off the ground. The woman's face became more and more ugly, and her feet kept kicking but couldn't reach the ground.

"Shut your mouth," Wu Ya's tone was frosty, "I don't want to hear your voice again."

The woman's convulsions and panting became more and more difficult, and her delicate face became bruised and ugly.

"What Rong Xuan can...give...I can only give more...better...cough...why are you..."

"You know it in your heart."

Wu Ya's palm suddenly loosened, and the woman fell to the ground, coughing continuously.

"I've said before, don't do things without authorization," Wu Ya said, "So don't try to expect anything extravagant from me."

"Hahaha..." The woman's voice was slightly hoarse, and she looked at Wu Ya with ridicule in her eyes, "You two are destined not to be together."

"Even if Rong Xuan is dead, he is still mine."

The woman stood up, with a pitiful and unwilling expression on her face, looking at Wu Ya, she felt that he was simply unreasonable.

"If he wasn't Rong Shizi, he might still say this..."

The unfinished context caused Wu Ya to turn his head to look at the woman, and the corner of the woman's mouth curled into a smug smile.

"How do you know that little prince will kill you with his own hands for his country in the future?"

Wu Ya listened to her words calmly, and left the woods without any disturbance. The woman's laughter came intermittently from behind, the laughter was stern and mocking.

The sky and the earth in the distance are beginning to turn red, and a dazzling white light is shining through.

……

"Master, you're back." Seeing Wu Ya's return, Yang Qing leaned forward with a warm face.

When Wu Ya returned to the city, the sky was completely white.In Wanyuan Inn, there were quite a few residents drinking tea and having breakfast. It was a completely different scene from last night when I brought Rong Xuan here, lively and friendly.

Wu Ya asked: "The young master in Tianzijian, is he awake?"

"No," Yang Qing said, "The upstairs has been safe and quiet, and there is no movement."

Wu Ya nodded slightly, turned around and walked upstairs.

The bloody clothes that were fought at night were abandoned in the countryside. After entering the city, Wu Ya went to a clothing store and ordered a robe that was also frosty in color. He was about to ask if he could get credit, when he saw the The shopkeeper shrank behind the counter and waved to Wu Ya tremblingly, saying that the clothes are for you.

Wu Ya was wondering, when he turned his head and saw bloodstains on his face that had not been washed off in the mirror in the store, he suddenly understood, turned around and pointed to another set of alizarin red brocade dress on the wall, and said, "Get this for me. Pack it up." Then she walked out of the tailor shop with a leisurely look on her face.

Pushing the door open, the room was still very quiet.Wu Ya walked in softly, and seeing Rong Xuan sitting there in obscene clothes through the gauze curtain, his heart was slightly relieved.

"Xuan'er, are you awake?"

The person in the gauze turned his head slightly, but did not answer.

Wu Ya put down the burden in his hands, approached the bed, and gently lifted the gauze curtain.

Rong Xuan, who had a night's rest, was still a little pale, and his expression was still not very energetic, looking so fragile that it would break if touched lightly.

Wu Ya took his hand, Rong Xuan didn't resist, and then curled his arms into his arms.Rong Xuan's own fragrance and temperature gradually diffused, making Wu Ya feel extremely at ease.

The person in his arms was very quiet and had no words.

"Xuan'er, are you hungry, do you want something to eat?"

Rong Xuan gently got up from Wu Ya's arms, his eyes seemed to be too quiet, like a calm lake without any waves.

Rong Xuan held up Wu Ya's face and looked at it carefully, his eyes were a little dazed.

Wu Ya hugged his waist and said, "Why, don't you know me?"

Seeing Rong Xuan's appearance, Wu Ya gave a distressed smile, gently squeezed Rong Xuan's chin and his lips were about to kiss it.

"who are you?"

The smile on the frost-clothed man's face froze instantly.

"Why do you call me Xuan'er?"