Chapter 41

Day and twenty-one winter, Xiaoxue.
The jailer who guarded the Tianzhu had not changed his shift, and he kept the door straight at the door, and his face was frozen and unaware.
Between the wind and the snow, there was a faint shadow, and the jade belt and the cloak of the cloak of the ink were close. Only then was the guardian of the palace who was holding an umbrella for him.
The man stopped in front of the dungeon, and the guards took the umbrella and presented the token.
The jailer saw the card immediately, and was held up. He looked up and listened to the elegant man: "No, you are leading the way."
The jailer who was ordered by him came and walked, and his heart was strange.
The Royal Tianhou has not closed the people for a long time. This is the culmination of a certain death. If you don’t say the officials who have been imprisoned in the past, they will say that this is the fall of the horse.
Hey, who can think of the loyal and loyal town of Houfu, who will have a disrespectful grandson who will rebel against the party? If the evidence is not conclusive - the Four Emperor's case was defamed as a monk, and the poisoned Anle King has not yet awakened, no one can believe it.
Not long ago, General Ling Xiao was the most popular female servant in the Imperial City. Now he is afraid to avoid it. Even the tired town of Houfu has fallen, fearing that there will be no turning back.
At this juncture, the emperor must avoid the suspicion, and the minister will not blend. He can’t guess what the identity is. The jailer sneaked a peek at the man who was behind, and he stopped and said: "Yes, it is here."
Jibei beheaded, did not speak.
"...all know the rules, it won't make you difficult to do." Yuanbao whispered hello to the jailer and took him out, but stayed in the north.
The dungeon is dark and damp, with the musty smell of the hay on the ground, which is extremely uncomfortable.
The black shadow sitting in the corner moved and slowly raised his head. The messy black hair was sticky and knotted, covering his face, revealing only a pair of muddy eyes.
There is no sense of enthusiasm in the memory, and the ambitions of the ambitions are no trace. However, at the moment of seeing the man in front of him, the eyes are bright, and the grievances in the eyes are nailed to Jibei.
The most beloved son was injured because of him, and he was in a coma. Xiao Hui will never let Ling Rui be better. If you don't have to look at it, you will know that the damaged and dirty prison clothes will be scarred. Jibei laughed, but he only hates hurting too much. Light, not hurt enough...
"Ling Rui, enjoy the rewards I give you," he looked down at the wolverine on the ground, cold tone, "if not you..."
On the day of Beidi’s night attack, he recalled it once and it hurts once. It is like self-abuse. It is clear to the temperature of Xiao Xiangnan’s blood, and the touch of the palm on his face has not subsided.
Everything happened too fast. Since Ling Rui forced him to take him away from the account, he came to the Yuanbao to rescue him, and then went to... and then witnessed the lover’s bright red, screaming and dying. Next - he suddenly feels that he is in a dream, at least there is a long time to confess, to add sweetness to this bitter.
Xiao Xiangnan was looking for him. This fact is cruel and makes him feel shameful, but he does not want to face the price of loss.
He can't forgive himself, and he can't forgive Ling Rui.
Compared with the enemy of the hand, let him suffer, let him fall from the clouds of the scenery, become a street mouse that everyone despise, and then faster, not to mention people like Ling Rui? Deprive him of his power and status, poke the glory and pride, and teach him to live better than death!
"Jibei..." The man stared at him, slamming into the front, and the chain creaked. "Why are you going to harm me!"
"I am harming you? No crimes you committed are not true!" Jibei looked at him coldly. "If you owe the South, I will ask him back!"
Ling Rui was a stiff, suddenly laughing, his eyes were moist and the shape was mad.
Jibei no longer said more, turned and went.
"Jibei - you look at it! Xiao Xiangnan is dead! He wakes up like a vegetative person, you know it! Hahaha - he is dead!"
Jibei did not stop, and saw the jailer rushing to meet, only said: "...let him shut up."
"Yes Yes."
Yuanbao looked into the depths of his jail and gritted his teeth: "This kind of vicious person should be fed a dog! If it weren't for him, he wouldn't..."
"Okay," Jibei Shensheng interrupted his words, "Go into the palace." The ten fingers under the sleeves trembled, and they were already tight and unable to contain.
God pity, Xiao Xiangnan seriously injured in a coma, and did not leave him, if he did not wake up, he would like to live with him;
Ling Rui does not mention, he even forgot which day, when he was not there, Xiao Xiangnan lost the possibility of waking up in his dream.
He felt panicked, so he urgently wanted to see Xiao Xiangnan and wanted to confirm that he was still there.
The more you go to the palace, the faster the Jibei heart jumps, and the many guards of the palace have rushed past, and the usual scenery seems to have changed color.
No, he calmly thought, impossible.
"What is going on here?" Yuanbao wondered, and suddenly cried, "Yu driving! There are so many doctors!"
Jibei’s mind was blank for a moment, and he did not hesitate to rush to the Anle Palace.
The guard at the door of the room stopped him. When he was questioning, the big around Xiao Hui came out and said with a smile: "The son came in, and the slaves waited for you for a long time."
When Jibei stayed, this time he discovered the joy of the palace, his heart jumped, and hurriedly walked into the house.
"Fathers, these doctors have toss their hearts and minds, you can't..." The squeaky voice stopped, and the pale face on the bed looked straight.
The injury weight has lost a lot, and no one has been amazing before. Jibei wants to laugh, wants to say something, but the throat is like a squat, and nothing can be said.
"Cough, go out," Xiao Hui patted Xiao Xiangnan's hand and told him, "Let's see you later."
It is not an exaggeration to say that his acquiescence to the two is that Xiao Xiangnan has exchanged his life. If this is not the case, let him allow Jibei and his son to be together, I am afraid I have to go through many twists and turns.
When the people in the house were exhausted, Jibei came up to the bed and quietly looked at the face in front of him and reached out and carefully touched it.
Xiao Xiangnan snorted: "Why, do you think I am ugly?"
"...Southern," Jibei whispered, "I am afraid you can't wake up."
"...This Wang Ji people are in heaven," Xiao Xiangnan took his hand and said, "Moreover, you, such a person, I won't let you... that corpse!"
Jibei looked at him with more anger because of his blush, smiled lightly, grabbed his hand with his backhand, pulled his lips and kissed him: "I am waiting for the day you promised."
"Funny." Xiao Wang's face was redder and whispered.
The snow outside has stopped, and the sun is warmly illuminating the thin snow; the surroundings are quiet, only the whispers in the house are vague and warm.

Tian and twenty-five years of spring, Jiangnan.
It is rainy and the color of the willow is like a smoke.
It was difficult for Jibei to drop the Imperial City Jijia, and went to the south of the Yangtze River to play with the daughter-in-law. As a result, she walked away and lost her daughter-in-law.
It stands to reason that he does not need to be too anxious. After all, Xiao Wang lost this. He has not met hundreds of times in a few years. Anyway, every time he can safely touch it back or be found, it is also shocking. No danger.
Jibei sighed, some helpless, but this place is unfamiliar, if the little prince is really lost, it is not so easy to find, plus the face, how to think about how urgent.
The inn that the two of them went out together was going to see the famous local Yueyue Lake. It was raining halfway. Xiao Wangye insisted that one person went to the booth to buy an umbrella. This purchase did not come back.
This is a straight road, but I don't know how to give him a breakout.
This season is looking for people in the north, and Xiao Xiangnan is also worried about it. He is standing on the edge of Haoyue Lake without moving - go? I am afraid that I will pass by Jibei inadvertently; I am afraid that Jibei has not been able to find this.
It was raining, and the pedestrians on the lake were scattered. It was not long before they looked around. The lake filled with water vapor left Xiaonan to the south.
He took a moment and was about to take a few steps to make up his luck. He saw a dark shadow running from the fog. When he saw it, he was only a boy of ten years old. .
A red dress is very eye-catching in the sky of gray, and it is not unreasonable for a boy to find him.
Look at the dress, this child's family should be good, looks beautiful, ruddy, well-educated. Xiao Xiangnan threw another umbrella in his hand to him. The tone was not gentle, saying: "Support yourself."
Song Wei was stupid with an umbrella. He returned to God and quickly opened the umbrella. He looked up and looked at Xiao Xiangnan silently. The face was painted with water, the lips were more blushing, the hair was blackened, the eyes were moist, and he was seen. It’s gone.
"Look at what?" Xiao Xiangnan reached out and squeezed his face, asking with impatience, "Which one?"
"I... my name is Song Yu... Song's."
This said that, like nothing else, Xiao Xiangnan picked his eyebrows and said, "Are you lost? Is it so big, shameless?"
Song Hao blushed, look at him, and bravely courage to stutter and say: "You, you are lost, more than me, shame!"
"..." The little kid is really not interesting at all.
Xiao Xiangnan snorted, when he did not hear, turned and looked into the distance.
"...hey," the corner was pulled, and Xiao Xiangnan bowed his head in confusion. Song Hao was busy with his fingers to the other side of the lake. "There is a brother who seems to be watching us."
who? Xiao Xiangnan blinked and looked at the other side. He had a familiar figure. He thought about it. It seems that the blue clothes were worn in the north of the season, and he quickly waved and shouted: "Jibei!"
When he shouted, he took Song Song and ran over. Finally, the child ran slow and hugged, and scared Song Hao to scream.
Jibei rushed to the front, took over Song Song and held him firmly on the ground, blaming: "You are not afraid to fall on him," said the touch of Song Hao's head, holding his hand to support him. "How did the child meet?"
"I have a measure." Xiao Xiangnan pinched his sleeve and frowned. "He said that he is a Song family Song - your clothes are wet, will you catch cold?"
Jibei smiled and looked at him, saying: "No problem, first send people back, it is good to be the Jiangnan Dafu Song family."
Xiao Xiangnan did not say anything, it is acquiescence.
The two walked side by side quietly, next to Song, cleverly followed, silent but unreasonable to make people feel peace.
"Zibei," after a while, Xiao Xiangnan suddenly called him.
"Ok?"
"......how did you find me?"
Looking at him from the north side of the season, he smiled slightly: "Naner is the most popular in red, but he is also looking for it."
"..." Xiao Xiangnan blinked his eyes and didn't talk. He sulking his head to the side.
His mind has always been unobstructed, and he was not happy when he did not hear the good words he wanted to hear. Jibei was close to his ear, and his voice was soft and slang:
"Where are you, I know."
- Season north to south.
- In my life, I am directed to you, to spoil you, and I am willing to live in destiny.
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