Chapter 2031

Xiao Jiu was not worried that Wei Pingting would run away, nor did he think about winning her heart.

He felt that he could keep his word and that one day he would present her with the ceremony of a prince, promise her glory and protect her from worries.

These promises only need to be made once, there is no need to repeat them all the time. He looked at the cheerful little girl and felt that he would have to live with a child in the future.

This is good. He had originally decided to go to Tiema City to look after the charcoal seller's children, so now he could temper his character in advance.

The young man had a plan in mind, not just an impulse. This idea had been lingering in his mind for a long time, and every time he woke up in the middle of the night, he would always recall the days when he was a guard.

He suddenly felt very sad.

It was my wedding, but the charcoal seller was not there.

He lowered his head to hide the redness in his eyes.

Shi Anxia saw it all and remained silent.

How she wanted to tell the boy that life is full of surprises, but also of dark moments.

Only by walking uprightly, maintaining an innocent heart, resisting temptation, enduring torment, and keeping to the bottom line, can we see the bright moon through the clouds.

The world is turbid, and many people have lost their original intentions. But she believes that some people are born with light, and their brilliance will not diminish even in the dark.

Shi Anxia had to admit that Emperor Zhaowu had hurt her and Xiao Yunde deeply.

When the few people came out of the Nanshan Palace, the night was already as dark as ink.

The moonlight was crushed to pieces by horse hooves, splashing tiny silver rays on the official road.

In the distance, the outline of the capital city was hidden in the darkness, and the city gate glowed blood-red under the light of torches.

Before the carriage got closer, a war horse was seen standing up outside the city gate, and its front hooves stepped out two sparks on the bluestone slabs.

The man on the horse was Ma Chuyi, who was secretly transferred back from Bixia Pass. He controlled the tall horse, jumped off, and whispered to An Xia's carriage when he approached.

In a moment, he gave the order, "Open the city gate——"

The heavy door hinges groaned. As the carriage slowly drove in, the iron horses on the eaves jingled in the night wind, and the hexagonal gilded lanterns swayed in unison.

Wei Pingting was startled by the solemn and murderous atmosphere inside the city gate, and her fingertips unconsciously clenched Shi Anxia's sleeves, "Sister Xia'er, will there be a river of blood tonight?"

"Scared?"

Wei Pingting nodded, then shook her head, "I'm not afraid."

She felt inexplicably at ease following Shi Anxia.

Shi Anxia smiled faintly and raised her hand to tidy up her hair that was blown by the night wind. "Now that the city gate has returned to General Ma, the next step is just to close the gate and beat the dog."

The night wind lifted the curtains of the carriage, as if allowing one to see the smoke of war torn by the moonlight at a glance.

The sound of armor colliding could be heard in the distance, and Ma Chuyi was gesticulating silently in the shadows.

The torches meandered all the way into the imperial city.

The first whistling arrow ripped through the night sky. Then came the second, the third...

Shi Anxia counted silently in his heart, eleven, twelve... Twelve whistling arrows exploded in the sky above the imperial city, and the red silk at the tail of the arrows fell like a waterfall of blood.

The wheels rolled over the golden bricks of the Imperial Road faster, almost running wildly, making a dull rumbling sound.

The night is particularly dark tonight.

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