Snow Burial: Secret Love Poems from Winter

Norlins carefully cut the envelope along the lower edge of the private wax seal with a paper knife - he was as fond of collecting these letters from Karlan as the antique dealers collected the masterpieces of art scattered throughout the empire. .

Karlan didn't send him any kind words, but asked Norlins to transfer troops to the north and display several troops on the border with Baiwan Territory.Norlings thought that Karlan had probably seized enough power from Stahl; as for how much Stahl knew about Karlan's conspiracy, he dared not jump to conclusions.However, judging from Karlan's plan to ask Norlins to go to the border before the deadline for the peace treaty, this move is obviously more inclined to create the illusion of external pressure.

He spread out and flattened the letter in his hand, and put it in the delicate copper box that was locked beside the bed.Immediately afterwards, Norlins walked through the brightly lit corridor illuminated by the brazier, and walked into the chamber where the military meeting was held in the evening.After dismissing the men on duty for the night, only the tactical maps spread out on the walls and the long table remained in the huge meeting room, the never-ending pine scent, and a giant lake lord who was deep in thought.

Mo La stayed at the door for a moment holding the wine bottle, hesitating whether she should go in or not.But when he saw Norlins looking at the map, he finally let go of the hand that was about to open the door.

A few hours later, when the forest on the edge of the giant lake was covered with morning light, Norlins just finished writing the last word on the warrant.He put the pen aside and took the lord's seal on the corner of the desk. The bright red ink pad was shining wetly under the lamp.A few hours later, the secret order arrived at the frontier camp with the sound of horseshoes; two days later, the urgent battle report of the Juhu leader's heavy troops on the northern border was sent to Snow Lion Fort deep in the Baiwan collar.

Every servant in Snow Lion Castle could clearly see the signs of aging on Sidar.

From the coup d'état 20 years ago, the scuffle among the leaders 14 years ago, to the current decadence, Star once stepped on a river formed by the blood of relatives and enemies, and now, he will also become the source of this river of blood .

The battle on the western front was not going well, and bad news came from the south bordering the Juhu Territory, which undoubtedly weakened Starben's already extremely nervous spirit.After returning to Snow Lion Castle from the front line, he quickly handed over the governance of the capital to Karlan, and even directly asked Karlan to educate his youngest son, Savi, who was under ten years old—this behavior made his other sons very angry. Dissatisfied, but Starr's rage and nervousness suppressed their dissatisfaction under the angry eyes.

Of course, this is exactly what Karlan wants to see: Star is about to collapse, and he is the only person he can trust and rely on.

This is also the dramatic climax that Karlan has been looking forward to.

Now, he is the last straw on Starr.Just like watching his father being forced to commit suicide many years ago, Karlan just wanted Star to die in endless despair—but this time, he wanted to do it himself.

The cronies Karlan cultivated in the early years have already acted according to the meaning of this "young lord": monitoring, threatening, wooing, and purging. There is no longer enough force to contend with him in Snow Lion Castle, and the factions that once opposed him are also unknowingly. Feeling disintegrated.And these open and secret battles are basically unknown to Sdar: with his own wrist and connections, Karlan skillfully keeps most of his plots out of the old lord's sight.

Even when Star drank the last glass of wine in his life, the only person in the room with him was Karlan.

The young man no longer concealed the insidiousness and viciousness in his eyes, but Sdar, who had already been consumed by alcohol, could not notice these at all.Perhaps, he still has extreme trust in Karlan, and regards this "dear nephew" as his last comfort.

"The Snow Lion family is the most orthodox imperial people! Those cowards from the Juhu Territory!" Sdar growled, unable to speak clearly.

Karlan stretched out his arms almost affectionately, embracing the drunken lord on the seat loosely from behind.Starr couldn't open his eyes. "You are right, Uncle." Karlan's voice was exceptionally soft, but concealed a murderous intent like a poisonous snake.

Stahl laid his head back on Karlan's shoulder. "I can only trust you, Karlan." He showed a rare sign of weakness, and seemed to be expecting Karlan's comfort.

But this time, Karlan won't let him.

"Then I'm really touched." Karlan put his arms around Stahl's neck and whispered farewell in his ear.Smiling, he pulled out the dagger from his sleeve, clenched it with his backhand, exerted a little force on his wrist, pierced his clothes by the ironed steel, and pierced into Star's heart impartially.Karlan covered Starr's mouth with his left hand, and together with the blood bubbles gushing out of his mouth, he blocked the last wail of the Lord of White Bay.

Blood oozed from under the layers of gorgeous costumes, turning the light brown animal skin burqa and Karlan's snow-white cuffs into a deep red.The lord of Baiwan collar, Sdar, was stabbed to death in the secret room by his "dear" nephew, without leaving a last word.

The body in his arms no longer moved.Karlan let go of him, and wiped off the blood and saliva on his left hand on Star's collar.The murderer who concocted this murder case watched the pupils of the deceased dilate little by little, like watching a lone wolf lying in a pool of blood and gradually dying.Karlan suddenly felt that his face was a little wet. He thought it might be the cold sweat caused by nervousness, so he subconsciously wiped it with his hand, but half of his face was wiped by the blood on the cuff.

"Forget it, that's it." Karlan didn't care about these details.He just straightened his clothes, and without wiping off the sweet blood on his face, he took the family iron sword that Star held next to the seat, which symbolized the power of ruling Baiwan, walked through the dark corridor, and pushed away the blood in front of him. Hidden door.

The elders of the Snow Lion clan and the high-ranking officials of the Baiwan collar stood at the door holding candlesticks, looking at each other with different expressions.Karlan scanned the silent crowd, but didn't find Star's youngest son Savi.

The captain of the personal guard walked to Karlan's side to salute—his sword was still stained with blood—and leaned into his ear, and reported in a low voice, "Everything is settled except the one you specifically ordered."

Karlan nodded.Just a few quarters of an hour ago, Stahl's sons clamored to execute him, the "snow lion scum coveting the lord's position", but now, they may no longer be able to make any noise.

Except for Star's youngest son, Savi—Karlan was unwilling to kill him, and had no intention of doing so.

"Our lord, the heart of the Baiwan collar, and the supreme commander of the Snow Lion Clan, Mr. Star, has passed away." Facing the crowd, Karlan raised a heavy iron sword with one hand, announcing the death of the previous lord expressionlessly. die.

Everyone knew what happened inside, but everyone chose tacit silence.They are very clear about how to make choices in this situation, which is related to their vital interests.Obedience to Karlan spread like a virus: Karlan didn't need to say "I am the lord of the White Bay Land from now on", it all seemed logical and uncontroversial.

From the captain of the personal guard, the aged foreign minister, the young men in charge of the economy, to the low-level non-commissioned officers on duty in Snow Lion Castle, everyone knelt on one knee, nodded and lowered their eyes, acquiescing to the end of an era and Karlan's new identity.Karlan suddenly remembered the Stahl coup 20 years ago—did the ministers and military officers at that time also swear allegiance to Stahl, a ruthless rebel, in such a gesture?

After a long silence, Karlan said: "Sawei will be the next lord of Baiwan collar. I just represent these affairs for him before he can shoulder the burden." No one questioned the new lord's decision.That being said, Karlan was thinking about the doomed ruins of Snow Lion Castle.

Karlan smiled silently; his pupils clearly reflected the rising flames, but they were still empty.He's done something he's always wanted to do, but he doesn't seem to be happy about it at all.At this moment, he is holding Stahl's sword in his hand, his face is stained with Stahl's blood, and he will trample on the so-called achievements left by Stahl for a long time, but Karlan is not at all relieved that he has fulfilled his wish, on the contrary, he seems to be in a flash. Most of the strength that supported him to breathe in hatred was taken away.

Perhaps the essence of all vengeance is nothing more than perpetual injustice.