The 108th abuse of the little phoenix of glass

Chapter 122 The Scroll of the Sixth World of Prosperity

The baby girl brought back by the father?

The past is like a hand, slowly pushing open the door of memory that has been dusty for a long time.Inside the door was an extremely chaotic afternoon.Soldiers in armor and holding spears are everywhere on the street, with murderous looks on their faces, walking in a hurry.

The imperial city in the distance, the most mysterious and majestic place in the eyes of the world, is now wrapped in a sea of ​​flames.

A cloth bag was tightly wrapped in his arms, and his expression was both sad and anxious.

"A Ming, come here."

Father carefully closed the doors and windows and waved at him.

He hurried over, and his father carefully opened the cloth bag.His eyes widened in astonishment, the cloth bag turned out to be a small and soft doll, white and tender as if carved from ice jade, sleeping soundly.

His father's expression was unprecedentedly serious: "Ming, you must never mention this matter to anyone. Even if you die, you must rot in your stomach, you understand?"

Although he didn't know what happened, he also vaguely felt that the identity of this baby girl must be very special.

He nodded, his small face full of determination.

The baby girl is very well-behaved, even if she urinates, she doesn't cry or fuss.I was so hungry, I just hummed a few times.

The father went to a faraway place to buy back a lactating ewe, and lied to the outside world that he would replenish his body, but actually milked it for the baby girl every day.

He must have been four or five years old at that time, not yet old enough to go to school. After finishing the homework assigned by his father, he went to tease the little baby.

The pink and tender baby girl opened her big grape-like eyes and grinned at him. The smile was sweet and soft, very cute.

Later, officers and soldiers interrogated her tightly, and the father had no choice but to give the baby girl to his friend who was about to leave Beijing, falsely claiming that it was an abandoned baby picked up during the war.

He was very reluctant, and chased after the carriage for a long, long way, and finally fell down, his head was bloody.

Time flies, and it was eight or nine years later that he met her again.Back then, the sweet, soft and cute baby who would dance and laugh when teased, turned into a cold little girl for some reason.

No matter how hard he tried to get close, how affectionately he guarded, how he silently accompanied her, nothing could warm her heart of stone.

If it is said that the father really brought back the orphan of the previous dynasty, then it must be unquenchable.

The treasure map and the orphan of the previous dynasty are two things that happened next to each other.With Xiao Ming's intelligence, he only needs a little association to get a glimpse of the whole story.

At this time, Prince Su's hypocritical face was unspeakably disgusting in Xiao Ming's eyes.

But there was no trace of disgust on his face. Instead, he knelt down on the bed, raised his forehead with both hands, and bowed deeply: "The deep friendship between the prince and the former prince is really impressive. But regarding the baby girl, The Caomin didn't know about it. When His Majesty broke the city, the Caomin was just a child. He only knew how to fight crickets and play with mud. How could he care about this? Even if his father really did such a treacherous thing, how could he tell the Caomin? Your lord, Caomin I really don't know, I can't provide useful clues to the prince, and I hope the prince will be happy."

His attitude was very respectful, and his tone was unusually sincere, as if what he said was from the bottom of his heart.

Lord Su stared at Xiao Ming closely, his eyes fluctuating.Xiao Mingfu knelt there, allowing him to scrape the inner and outer layers of himself with his gaze, all the while remaining calm and composed.

As time passed by every minute and every second, Lord Su suddenly laughed, and personally supported Xiao Ming, with a kind face on his face: "What is Mr. Xiao doing? This king is just asking casually. Mr. Xiao really doesn't know. What words can be pried out of your mouth? I don’t want to bother you any more, so Young Master Xiao can recover from his injuries.”

After he finished speaking, he turned to leave.

After walking out of the room for a few steps, he flicked his sleeves fiercely, and the kindness on his face was replaced by coldness: "Xiao Ming, this king is so condescending, and you are so ignorant of compliments, you are really toasting and not taking fine wine! Ben The king doesn't believe that you can't pry this mouth of yours!"

At night, the moon and stars are rare.

The shallow moonlight projected in from the window, as if a layer of frost had condensed on the ground.Xiao Ming sat quietly with his back against the bedpost.

The boy under the moonlight is like an ice sculpture made of jade.His jet-black hair hung down his shoulders, and a few strands fell on his cheeks, making his complexion as pale as snow.Due to the torment of the illness, the originally pale lips had long lost their luster, and the clear eyes had lost a trace of brilliance.

I don't know when the wind blew up. The wind slapped the branches of the trees and kept hitting the window lattice, making a "slapping" sound.

Xiao Ming slowly raised his scarred fingers, and groped towards the bun little by little.

As a human being, he always has his weaknesses.

He is not afraid of torture, and disdains power and beauty.

However, there are more than a thousand ways to make people submit, and there is always one that is too heavy for him to bear in his life.

The identity of Unextinguished must not be known by others, otherwise there will only be a dead word in the end.

That was the girl he had silently guarded for so many years and cherished in his heart.It was he who would rather give up his life to protect her thoughtful girl.

His fingertips touched something cold, it was the hosta that tied his hair.Xiao Ming pulled it out and put it in front of his eyes for a closer look.

The hairpin is made of jasper, the whole body is emerald green, hard and smooth.The head of the hairpin is sharp and sharp, and when it is turned lightly, there will be a cold light flashing.

Xiao Ming stared blankly for a while, and a sad smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Unextinguished, even if you despise me, I can't let you go.For the rest of your life, you must be careful on the road without me accompanying you.

There are so many thorns and wolves ahead, and the bloody wind, may you find another person like me who is willing to hold an umbrella for you in the rain and silently protect you?

As long as you are safe for the rest of your life, I will die without regret.

Xiao Ming raised his hand, clenched the jade hairpin tightly, and stabbed hard at his temple with all his strength.Sharp pierces softness, cold invades warmth.The pain is like a sharp claw, tearing hard in my mind.

A line of crystal clear tears slid down Xiao Mingyu's white face.He wanted to scream in pain, but when he opened his mouth, he sprayed out a dazzling bright red.Even so, the hand holding the hairpin still exerted strength and poked it in a little more.

Ever since he joined Jinyiwei, every time he came back from a mission, he always had injuries on his body.He was distressed and helpless, so he flipped through the books by himself, carefully drew a map of the acupuncture points of the human body and the movement of the meridian texture, and gave it to Wenxiu, so that she would be less injured.

Therefore, he knows too well how to kill a person with one blow in the fastest and shortest time when he is unarmed.

Blood flowed out from the eyes, nose, mouth, and ears.The fingers holding the hairpin finally fell down.Xiao Ming's body also slipped and fell along the bedpost.

The moonlight is desolate, and the night is silent.

There was a boy who used his life to paint a picture scroll of prosperity for his beloved girl.

The next day, the maid came into the house and wanted to wash and change Xiao Ming, only to find that he had been dead for a long time.

Prince Su was so angry that he smashed the porcelain all over the place, and pulled out all the maids who were in charge of serving Xiao Ming and killed them with sticks.

At this time, Jin Yiwei came to report the incident.Lord Su stayed in the study with this person for a long time, and when he came out, his expression was faintly joyful, and he ordered his subordinates: "Call Weixi, I have something to say to her. Also, no one is allowed to tell her about Xiao Ming. Die Xun. Whoever dares to talk too much, this king will definitely not forgive him lightly!"

Wei Xi was ordered to come here, but I don't know what the prince said to her.On the same day, she left the palace and headed towards the south of the Yangtze River at high speed.

Although the ancestral graves of the Xiao family were maintained and repaired by the clan members, the graves of Xiao Ming's parents looked a bit desolate and dilapidated.

That night, Weixi held a Luoyang shovel in his hand, avoided the tomb guards lightly, and began to dig the tomb.

The task entrusted to her by Prince Su is to let her find clues from Xiao Ming's parents' grave.

"Since the living are unwilling to open their mouths, there may be something that can be dug up from the dead. I heard that when Xiao Ming's father Xiao Chen died, he buried many letters with him. Maybe there will be treasure maps on them. , you go dig it out and bring it back to show me.”

Jin Yiwei is proficient in all eighteen martial arts, even digging graves is no problem.Not long after, a coffin was dug out before it was extinguished.She stuffed cotton into her nose, covered her face with a thick towel, and then began to pry the copper nails.

The coffin was very old, and it was easily opened, and a rotten stench came out.

Unextinguished looking normal, he searched around among the bones and burial objects, but found nothing useful after searching for a long time.

Her gaze was fixed on a jade walnut held in the skeleton's hand.Intuition told her that what Prince Su wanted was related to this thing.

Unextinguished stretched out her fingers with black velvet gloves, carefully picked up the jade walnut, looked carefully at the moonlight, and finally let her discover that there was a small fault in one of the walnut's grains.

Groping back and forth at the fault, after a while, there was a light "click", and the jade walnut bounced open in two, revealing a piece of soft brocade inside.

Unextinguished took out the brocade, and under the moonlight, he read it word by word:...His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is naturally comfortable, and he hit it off with the old man, so he introduced him as a confidant...How could the rebels take advantage of the late emperor's illness to support themselves and fight against him? The people all over the city threatened each other and forced the crown prince to abdicate... The crown prince did not want to be humiliated, and the entire family was arrested. When the old man arrived, he was powerless.On her deathbed, the crown princess entrusted her orphanage, entrusting her only daughter in her infancy to the old man, and stated that the baby girl had a map of the distribution of gold mines in the Qilian Mountains, and she did not want it to fall into the hands of thieves.The old man named the son for this, and wanted to raise her, but the situation was critical, so he had to give her to a friend to raise her... Afterwards, the old man learned that it was actually Wang Su who betrayed the prince.The crown prince regards Wang Su as a brother and a friend, but he doesn't want this person to be a snake and a scorpion... This kind of secret, the old man can't let the world know, but he doesn't want to bury it in the dust.Therefore, if it is written on the brocade, if there is a chance, Wuxi will see it.What she should do was entirely up to her.

There is also a line of small characters below: In addition, the day Weixi saw this brocade book must be the time when Xiao Ming died.I, the son of the Xiao family, stand upright, stand upright, and deserve to die.I only hope that for the sake of him silently guarding you for so many years, Miss Weixi can bring his bones and bury him with the old man.

————Tomorrow, the sixth world will be finished, and suddenly I don’t want to write the ninth world.