(Don’t worry about Sister Hai being influenced by others. The plot outline and tone of the whole book have been set long ago. You can tell by looking at the title of this volume. People who think that I am influenced by others are actually influenced by them unknowingly.

Yeah, that’s why I think of certain comments when I see certain plots. I won’t change the original setting because of the opinions of individual readers, and of course I won’t deliberately not write about Nie Duo to avoid suspicion. Both of these

The nature of the book is the same. This is my book, and it also expresses my own outlook on life and moral values. It is up to the readers whether they agree with it or not. It is my own business to decide how to write. Even if it feels like a novice, it is my own business.

Sister Hai is a noob and has nothing to do with any readers.)

In the Liyang Mansion carriage that passed by Su Zhai's carriage at the crossroads, the eldest princess of Liyang was sitting in the carriage. She had just arrived outside the city gate and sent away the last child beside her, sending him to travel far and wide.

Thousands of miles away in barren mountains and rivers, to carry the remains of his father. Xie Bi is different from his brother Xiao Jingrui. He is a completely aristocratic son. His impression of the world is nothing more than scenery and legends. The journey is full of mountains and rivers.

Even though he was accompanied by several servants, he could not help but tighten his mother's heart.

Just now outside the Nanyue Gate, the only person who came to see them off was Yan Yujin. Maybe it can't be said that this is a bad world, but at the very least, no one is willing to pay more attention to them.

Before leaving, Xie Bi repeatedly asked Yan Yujin to visit his mother. His words were sincere and his expression was calm. After being beaten by the violent storm, this once famous son had matured a lot. Under the cover of those bizarre events, many people

Xie Bi's pain was ignored, but in fact, what he lost was no less than anyone else. He had no family status, no future, brothers were separated, and lovers were broken. The father who once respected him so much, now all he has left to him is

A lifetime of stigma. But in the face of such earth-shaking changes, he could not be depressed or depressed, because he had to take care of his declining mother.

Xie Bi was never the favorite child of Princess Liyang, but after the disaster, he proved that he was the most trustworthy child. He had to clean up the mess left by a collapsed mansion and clean up the items.

, dismissed the servants; he had to constantly pay attention to his mother's emotional ups and downs, and accompany her through the sleepless nights; he buried his sister, sent away his half-brother, and comforted his younger brother who was studying at Shanzhong Academy.

Trying to minimize the impact of this disaster on Xie Xu. But at this moment, he had to pack simple luggage and travel a long distance to escort his father's coffin back to his hometown.

As the eldest son of Ningguo Houfu, Xie Bi originally received all the education on how to inherit the lintel, but now, he is facing a situation that he has never thought of before. So when Yan Yujin saw him off, he said sincerely

One sentence: "Xie Bi, I underestimated you before."

After sending away the last child, the tears in Princess Liyang's eyes had dried up. She declined Yan Yujin's request to accompany her, and sat alone in an empty carriage, returning to her place that she could no longer call home.

In terms of treatment, all the eldest princess's support was as before. When she looked around, the luxury was still the same. But deep down in her heart, she felt that she was so poor that she had nothing. Those precious people and people who were cherished in her heart were all the same.

Emotions have left her far away.

The aunt who had been serving her since she was a child came over. She changed into light silk clothes, took off her bun, and made her lie on the couch as comfortably as possible. Two maids knelt half in front of her knees and gently beat her waist.

Legs, another maid held a feather fan to send the breeze, the jade cup held clear dew, and musk burned under the window. The luxury and wealth were as usual, except for the emptiness and sadness in my heart.

I was once so fierce and strong, but I couldn't withstand such a loss, family affection, love, husband, children... I cut it with a knife, and by the end, I forgot the pain, and only numbness and vulnerability remained.

"Princess, would you like a bowl of soothing soup?" Mammy persuaded in a low voice, her eyes full of love and worry. Unable to bear to deepen the white-haired old man's worries, Li Yang managed to cheer up a little and said: "Okay, let it go."

Let me drink by myself, and let everyone rest, I will be alone for a while."

The old nanny signaled the maids to put down the soup bowls and led them all to leave. After a quarter of an hour, she quietly came in and saw that the soup bowls were empty. The princess on the couch was sleeping peacefully with her eyes closed and her expression was quite peaceful.

Feeling relieved, he tremblingly supported the little girl to really rest.

At the end of summer, the sound of cicadas has subsided, the autumn song has not yet risen, and the surroundings are as quiet as water. Princess Liyang does not like people around when she is taking a nap, so the maids lowered the curtains and all retreated, standing outside the palace door.

Only the eldest princess was left on the couch. In the quiet silence, the curtain weft of the side door of the west wing suddenly moved, and a slender and light figure flashed in, like a cat that dropped its claws silently. In an instant, it floated to

Next to the couch, he first squatted down and observed the person on the couch, then with his fingertips, he gently removed Princess Liyang's hand on her waist and lifted up the placket. On the white middle coat, there was a tie

The bright yellow sachet on the belt was very conspicuous, and the visitor immediately beamed with joy and hurriedly reached out to untie the ribbon on the sachet.

Although the appearance of this sachet is very ordinary, it is tied with several knots on the belt. The visitor tried to untie it, but could not untie it at all, so he took out a dagger from his sleeve and was about to go

Cutting the ribbon, he suddenly felt a strong wind coming from behind him. It was very fierce. He was frightened and hurriedly turned around to dodge. He was already too late. He was hit by a palm on the side of his shoulder, and his whole body flew several feet away.

, hit the vermilion pillar and fell, immediately vomited blood and fell into a coma.

This movement was not trivial. Not only did the maids outside the palace rush in, but Princess Liyang, who was sleeping, was also awakened. She suddenly turned over and sat up. But before she could see everything around her clearly, a pair of generous and stable eyes appeared.

He held her body with his hand, and a familiar gentle voice sounded in her ears: "Mom, are you okay?"

Princess Liyang's whole body trembled, she fixed her gaze, and stared blankly at the face in front of her. She was darker and thinner, and her eyes were calmer and more steady, but her features were still clear, and she was still the most beloved child.

.

The child who carried more of her favor, more hurt and more guilt.

"Jing Rui..." As soon as the name came out of her pale lips, the already dried tears burst out. She hugged him tightly, hugging him, never wanting to let go.

"Yes, it's me..." Xiao Jingrui patted his mother's back. Although his eye circles were red, he was still smiling. In the past, when peace and wealth were high, the relationship between mother and son was distant and polite, but it is now like this after the disaster.

Intimacy like flesh and blood.

"Jing Rui, it would be better if you came back a day earlier." After a burst of tears, Princess Liyang took a breath, relaxed her arms slightly, and looked at her son's face, "Bier left for Qianzhou today, will you see me?

To him..."

"I have heard the housekeeper say it. It doesn't matter. He has helped the spirit and will be back soon." Xiao Jingrui wiped away the tears on his mother's cheeks with his sleeves and said softly: "Before my second brother comes back, I

I will always be with you."

This ordinary sentence actually caused Princess Liyang to burst into tears again and again. After finally holding back, she still stared at her son, refusing to turn her eyes any more, looking at him all over his body.

Xiao Jingrui was more able to calm his mind than she was. At this moment, he remembered the person who was knocked away by his palm just now. He quickly got up to look and saw that it was a woman dressed as a waiter. She was seriously injured and still fell on the spot.

, the maids next to her didn't know why, and no one dared to touch her.

"Jing Rui, what's going on?" Princess Liyang stood up and walked over to take a look.

"I'm not sure either. Because I heard that my mother was resting, I didn't let anyone know when I came in. I just happened to see her pull out a dagger in front of my mother's bed. In desperation, I struck harder." Xiao Jingrui carefully inspected the place.

Looking at the woman's injuries, she frowned and said, "It seems she won't wake up for a while. She looks familiar. Is she an old person from the house?"

The lady in charge of the princess's mansion had already responded, saying that this woman was a maid who had served in the mansion for more than three years. Xiao Jingrui became more puzzled and murmured to himself: "She has been in this mansion for so long, if she is just for the sake of

There are so many opportunities for assassination, why did it take until today to carry out the assassination?"

Princess Liyang could not help but frown slightly and said: "I am an insignificant person now, who would want to assassinate me? Jingrui, are you sure that when you saw her, she was preparing to kill me?"

Xiao Jingrui's eyes narrowed slightly, and he flashed back the quick glance at that time. He suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked, "Mother, do you have something on your waist?"

"My waist?" Princess Liyang slowly stroked her waist, her fingertips brushed the smooth silk surface of the sachet, her face looked slightly pale, "Only...only this...you know, thank you...he is here

A handwritten note when leaving..."

Hearing her mention the handwriting, Xiao Jingrui instantly recalled the situation at that time, his heart suddenly froze, and he hurriedly asked: "What is the content of the handwriting? Has mother read it?"

Princess Liyang shook her head weakly, "The reason why I kept this handwritten letter for him was just because of his entrustment, to protect his life. I don't want to read the content..."

Xiao Jingrui is also not interested in the secrets that Xie Yu may leave behind. Because the more he knows, the more pain he will suffer. The consequences of old stains being dug out are unbearable suffering and torture. He knows this better than anyone. But

, the current situation is that someone has taken action against this manuscript. If you don't understand the contents, it will be difficult to guess who the enemy is, and it is impossible to judge the degree of danger of the current situation, so he thought over and over again and gave up.

Retired all the servants in the room.

"Jing Rui, do you want to see it?" Princess Liyang held his hand.

"Your safety is more important. Only by knowing who is involved in the calligraphy can you know how to deal with it. If the mother really doesn't want to know, the child can be watched alone."

Princess Liyang smiled faintly, lowered her head and opened the sachet at her waist, took out the ink-stained silk scarf, and said softly: "If you want to see it, let's see it together. If it is another old wound, two people can bear it.

It’s better than being alone.”

Xiao Jingrui stretched out his hand to take the silk scarf, sat next to his mother, and shook it out flatly. The mother and son held on to the two corners of the silk scarf and looked carefully from the head. At first, the two of them looked a little solemn, but as they looked

As he watched, the blood on his face gradually faded and turned into a pale white. He held a long towel lightly in his hand, as if it weighed ten thousand kilograms. After seeing it, Li Yang's hand loosened and his whole body fluttered.

He fell on the couch pillow and covered his face.

Xiao Jingrui gritted his teeth tightly, picked up the corner of the scarf that his mother had thrown away, spread it out in the palm of his hand and read the last word. Before reading the calligraphy, he had imagined that he would see shocking content, but after actually reading it

, he realized that his previous preparations were of no use at all. The words that hit him made the blood in his body turn to ice, and the terrifying shudders trembled repeatedly from head to toe, getting tighter every time.

Wringing his heart. After that night of estrangement, Xiao Jingrui thought that nothing could easily shake his emotions. But the truth revealed by this thin scarf today was completely different from the pain of his personal life experience.

The same other hell, a hell that is deeper, darker, more despicable and shameless, a hell full of blood, hatred, misery and grief.

In this furnace of hell, a generation of wise kings, a generation of famous marshals and 70,000 loyal souls were buried. The most dazzling and bright young man in the Jinling Imperial Capital at that time was buried, and the hope for ideals and clarity in the hearts of countless people was also buried.

The smooth and smooth silk scarf should have a cool touch, but when Xiao Jingrui rubbed it in his palms, he could clearly feel a burning flame, burning in along the veins of his limbs, as if to

Burn all the internal organs.

Princess Liyang, who fell on the couch, sobbed softly and could hardly breathe. The blood of her sister Jinyang flowing over the jade steps seemed to soak in front of her eyes again, dyeing everything in sight bright red forever.

It's not clean after washing.

Xiao Jingrui reached out and held his mother's thin shoulders, turning her towards him. The moment mother and son's eyes met, they understood each other's thoughts.

"No, no..." Princess Liyang grabbed her son's arm in horror, with cold sweat on her forehead, "Your Majesty handled this case personally, what can you do? What can you do?"

Xiao Jingrui stared at his mother, his eyes fixed without any wavering.

"Mother... I don't know what I can do. I only know... facing this truth, I can't do nothing..."
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