Every day after the marriage, I prepare a funeral for my husband

However, the wind and snow were so strong that the man seemed to be unable to hear, but instead walked faster with his head buried.

"Snapped!"

Gu Qiao panicked, raised his hand and slammed down the whip, the horse neighed, and ran forward desperately.

The heavy snow was flying, and the sight in front of him was greatly restricted. As the horse galloped, Gu Qiao suddenly felt the snow falling in front of him, and then a rope buried in the snow suddenly appeared. Before the horse could react, it was thrown immediately All four hooves in the sky!

what happened! ?

Gu Qiao was startled, subconsciously protected his stomach, rolled on the ground twice, and immediately stood up on one knee, took out a dagger from his boots, and glanced sharply around.

The light on the snowfield was dazzling, and the tiny snowflakes were floating in the air. His heart was tight, and the palm holding the dagger was full of sweat.

Almost at the same time, a dozen men in black suddenly poured out from behind the snow-covered high slope, all holding swords, and surrounded Gu Qiao in an instant.

Gu Qiao raised his eyes and looked into the distance, only to see that the person who resembled "Lu Yao" had disappeared.

His heart sank, he got up slowly, and said, "Are you people sent by Nansu?"

No one answered him, only a big man at the head took a step forward, and said without any emotion in his tone: "Catch it, you are not King Tuozhen now, and no one will care about your identity anymore."

Gu Qiao suddenly realized that he had guessed right.

He frowned slightly, glanced at the person opposite, with a look of contempt on his face, and suddenly snorted coldly: "So, are you going up one by one, or together?"

Everyone cautiously did not speak, but slowly drew out their sabers and tilted them forward, without attacking recklessly.

Apparently they knew he was the one who had survived the emperor's assassination.

Gu Qiao sneered, and threw away the dagger in his hand: "If you deal with you with bare hands, it's considered bullying by you."

Everyone was stunned for a moment. They had seen a fool before, but they had never seen such a fool. This person was out of his mind and didn't know what to do!

The people in front immediately shouted in unison, afraid of losing the opportunity, they rushed forward unceremoniously!

With a sound of "swish", the cold sword light almost approached Gu Qiao's pores, but he still stood coldly, with a calm face and a sneer at the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't pay attention to these people at all.

The few people were immediately overjoyed, they saw the right time and wanted to make this number one battle, and rushed forward without any hesitation, with an astonishing momentum, bursting like thunder!

However, at this moment, Gu Qiao suddenly made a move. He stretched out his hand to his waist, his wrist flicked suddenly, and four sharp throwing knives came out of thin air like a magic trick!

How despicable!The faces of the four assassins suddenly changed, but it was too late to retreat. The four flying knives attacked forward like a reminder, and there was nowhere to hide at such a short distance. Human throat!

Seeing that the four assassins were all settled in the blink of an eye, the leader of the big man turned blue and was stunned for a long time before he said a word: "Catch me!"

And while they were in a daze, Gu Qiao had already stepped on the horse, lowered his whip hard, and quickly headed towards Qingyuan City!

He had already planned to leave, but going forward now is undoubtedly a dead end, and, most importantly, he has a reason to go back now: after he sealed off the prince's mansion, Nan Su couldn't get in touch with the Zeng family, so naturally I don't know what he and Zeng said, so they used such a trick to lure him out of the city!

But does this mean...

Lu Yao...

"drive!"

The horse galloped across the vast snow field, splashing a piece of slush.

……

In the middle of the night that night, a fast horse galloped quickly and rushed directly into the prince's mansion.

At that time, Mrs. Zeng was sleeping, but she couldn't sleep well.

With cold sweat dripping from her forehead, she actually saw the child surnamed Gu, who was still like a child, very well-behaved, and often hung on her body and called mother, but in her dream, she saw the child with blood on his face and a knife in his hand , looking at her with red eyes.

Then, the child suddenly raised the knife, but instead of sticking it into her body, it stabbed firmly into the heart of Nan Su who was sitting beside her!

The child's face was covered with blood, but he still looked at her with gloomy eyes, his smile was like a ghost crawling up from hell, and he yelled fiercely: "I will destroy you, Nansu, and everything in your Nan family!" everything of!"

"Su'er!"

Zeng was sweating profusely, and his white gown was already soaked with sweat, so he sat up all of a sudden.

With a "bang", at this moment, the door was suddenly kicked open.

Gu Qiao stood at the door, with a group of submissive servants behind him, the man approached like a strong wind, his face was pale, he grabbed Zeng by the collar, and shouted: "Is Lu Yao dead? Tell me!"

It was the first time he had treated her so disrespectfully.

The gust of wind blew in through the broken door, howling and stinging, the two just looked at each other, their eyes were covered with similar blood red.

Everything in the nightmare suddenly seemed like a huge wave breaking through the dam, overwhelming mountains and seas and roaring towards Zeng. At this moment, her calmness finally collapsed...

She took a deep breath, forced a smile at the corner of her mouth, and said, "Then come here, and I'll talk to you."

Gu Qiao immediately followed his ears, but just as he approached, a bright white knife light pierced the darkness and came straight towards him——

"what--"

The woman's sharp hiss broke Xue Ye's silence.

At this moment, the weak woman turned out to be like a warrior, a cold-blooded and fearless killing machine. Her knife was stuck on Gu Qiao's chest. Taking advantage of Gu Qiao's moment, she suddenly cut through his clothes and pushed forward desperately. .

"Kill you! Kill you! If you die, my Su'er will be safe!"

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of "pa", and the dagger fell to the ground immediately, bringing out a cloud of blood.

Gu Qiao covered his heart, his arms were almost trembling, and after a hard slap across the face, Zeng fell down on the bed, his body curled up, struggling and screaming while covering his swollen face.

The guards outside were frightened and dumbfounded. They all stood outside the door, staring dumbfounded at the pair of "mother and son" who hurt each other, not knowing how to deal with it.

At this moment, a cry came in from outside: "Stop!"

It's Nanwan.

Princess Qingyuan, who was usually pampered and pampered, turned pale with fright at this moment, and rushed in staggeringly, while protecting Mrs. Zeng, who was bleeding from the corner of her mouth, she raised her face to look at Gu Qiao, and said with tears streaming down her face, "Don't hurt mother, Gu... Su'er, what do you want to know, come and ask me, I always say, you ask me..."

……

The choked talk continued on and off, and finally fell silent.

After an unknown amount of time, Gu Qiao closed his eyes, allowing his thoughts to drift up and down in the endless abyss.

It turned out that this was the reason why Nan Su was able to find his hiding place before.

It turned out that the back figure he saw in Fuyungang was really him.

It turned out that he was still alive...

Gradually, a smile rose stiffly from the corner of Gu Qiao's mouth.Tears flowed into his mouth, they were so salty, but he tasted a trace of sweetness from them, and countless drops rolled in his heart. He seemed to have seen two people walking together in the bleak autumn night more than 20 years ago. The children of Jinling.

They were still so young, but he always said to him with a mature face: "My lord, when you are 22 years old, we will go home together."

"Hmm." Holding candied haws in one hand and shaking his arm with the other, he also said seriously: "At that time, we will let Ma Qingyuan go and walk on the snowy wasteland, Ah Yao, we will all go together then!"

"Ah."

Sorry.

Sorry, Ah Yao, I am the last one to leave here...

The strong wind was howling, and Gu Qiao suddenly became short of breath, got up immediately, and staggered towards the door.

"and many more!"

Nan Wan chased to the door, grabbed his sleeve, choked up and said: "You...you are injured, I will treat your injury first..."

"open!"

Gu Qiao threw her away, ran out recklessly, got on his horse, and headed towards the shogunate!

On the way out of Qingyuan, he was a dead bone left by him halfway.

……

Outside the Guanyin Temple in the south of Qingyuan City, there is a big elm tree.

It is thick and tall, and it is estimated to be 40 to [-] years old. It is covered with red cloth strips and various paper-cuts. It is a superstition of the people. They believe that there is a goddess of Guanyin living in the elm tree. The more spiritual the tree is, over time, people who encounter difficulties often come here to worship, praying for the smoothness of their hearts and the safety of their old friends...

A few days later, the guards of the palace surrounded the temple.

After a while, an extremely luxurious sedan chair stopped in front of the temple.

The monks who came to greet him lined up on both sides, and when the servants lifted the curtain, a young man walked out, wearing a purple gold cloak to cover his body tightly, shoulder-length black hair, dark blue tassels, and a face with deep facial features His face was decorated more and more handsomely, but his face seemed a little gloomy, which slightly spoiled his brilliance.

The abbot rushed to meet him, put his palms on his chest, and said, "My lord."

The man nodded and walked straight to the Guanyin Temple without saying a word.

However, when he came under the big elm tree, he stopped suddenly.

The guard at the side hurried forward to open an umbrella to cover him from the snow falling on his head, but he gestured to remove the umbrella, then quietly raised his head and stared for a long time, his gaze seemed to penetrate the dusty years, bringing There is a sense of lonely vicissitudes, which makes people feel sad for no reason.

The abbot watched with him for a while, and couldn't help asking: "My lord, what's the matter?"

"Who wrote that?"

The man pointed to a red ribbon above his head.

The abbot looked distressed, and said: "My lord, there are many people who come here to worship every day, and the color of this prayer belt has faded a lot, and it may have been hung for several years. I really don't know who wrote it... ..."

The man interrupted his words, and looked straight at it: "Then trouble the abbot to order someone to take it down, I want to see the handwriting."

Soon a little monk built a ladder and took down the strip of cloth. The man looked at the two lines of small characters and suddenly lost his mind.

— no matter where you are.

- I will always find you.

Suddenly, a picture appeared in front of the man. The time...maybe, it can be set as when he first stepped into Fuyun Port a few years ago, a dumb man with a broken arm avoided the crowd and came here in the middle of the night. The late moonlight was still good, and he was dressed in black, quietly standing under the tree. Before setting off, he tied this strip of cloth around the elm piously...

"Find someone for me."

The man suddenly turned his head and said to the soldiers beside him: "His name is Lu Yao, he is my relative, and I will give you the portrait later."

loved ones?Does the prince have any relatives named Lu?

The soldier was startled, and subconsciously replied: "Yes, my lord!"

"Also," the man walked towards the Guanyin Temple, gently raised his hand, and crossed the threshold: "Say to the newly promoted General Wang, let him send me two troops tonight, one to go to Jinling, Pay attention to the dynamics of the imperial capital at any time, ask him to come to me in the evening for specific matters, and I will explain to him in detail, another army will escort me to Ansheng, and all the soldiers who can order will be ordered, and more food and grass must be prepared. , There are still a large number of refugees in the rear, except for the insiders, everything is indispensable."

what?

The soldier was stunned again: "My lord, there is a war going on there, it's very dangerous, you don't have to go there yourself..."

The man's movement of lighting incense stopped, and he suddenly turned his head and looked at him straight: "Could it be that An Sheng can't go to war? Could it be that you and I are not from Dayan?"

The soldier knelt down in panic, kowtowed his head and then hurriedly exited the temple.

After a long time, the man's face returned to calm, then he took a deep breath, slowly knelt down on the futon, raised the burning incense over his head, and kowtowed three times.

Avalokitesvara still had that merciful look. After the last kowtow, he looked up at her and put his hands together like a devout believer.

Niang Niang, it took me more than 20 years to experience a grotesque life.

Little by little, I saw all kinds of life, approached hell, dreamed of all the horrible scenes in the world, was deprived of all persistence and hope in life, was driven away in bloody fear, and ran endlessly.

However, there are still things I admire in this world: the stars, the moon, the first snow, fireworks, and the cherry blossoms falling on the Qinghe River.

What about you?

Did you shed tears when you saw the dark side of the world and everything withered in the sky, but you still want to sprinkle the nectar from the clean bottle in your hand to the world...

Then, you must be able to hear my desperate but devout prayers, see my bloody lover, feel the beating of my two children, the cry of the people of Dayan, the earth that flows like rivers of blood, and the west wind blowing across the battlefield , A vulture eating a carcass! ! !

Empress...

If you see it, please help my husband.

"My lord!"

At this moment, a guard wearing a blue padded coat suddenly rushed outside the temple. He had just dismounted, and then he knelt down behind the man and said loudly, "Your Majesty, we have found news about the Sixth Prince!"