Nangong Villa.
"Miss Li is here," Xiao Xuanzi ran into the room happily and reported excitedly to Nangong Rang who was taking a bath.
Nangong let his whole body sink into the water, his strong body looming, he closed his peach blossom eyes leisurely, and asked casually: "Miss Li, which Miss Li?"
"That's Li Zhige from Prime Minister Zuo's Mansion, Miss Li," Xiao Xuanzi replied excitedly.
"What?"
Nangong Rang suddenly opened his eyes excitedly, and stood up from the water.
The moist and shiny water fell from his body, "Zhige" "Yes, yes," Xiao Xuanzi said repeatedly.
"Quickly, change clothes."
Nangong Rang felt excited and his heart was beating fast.
"Nangong Rang, Nangong Rang."
Li Zhige couldn't help but wonder why there was no one in such a big house.
Fortunately, she was familiar with the terrain and found Nangong Rang's wing after a few clicks.
Li Zhige suddenly kicked open the door to Nangong Rang's room.
"ah" A scream broke through the sky, deafening.
Li Zhige crossed his arms across his chest, groaned, and glanced nonchalantly at Nangong Rang, who was only wearing a pair of obscene pants, looking "become pale", as if he was some kind of voyeur, coveting his beauty.
Sweating violently "Zhige, although I am handsome, handsome, and suave, you can't just break into my room quietly in the middle of the night and see me."
Nangong Rang looked at his naked body with aggrieved eyes.
The appearance of the skin.
"Okay, hurry up and get dressed.
I need to see you for something."
Li Zhige turned around very wisely.
This ancient person was really conservative.
Isn’t it just that when I saw him half-naked, he looked like his whole family was dead?
Why should I be so exaggerated?
Nangong Rang quickly found his clothes and walked towards Li Zhige with a smile.
He carefully pulled Li Zhige's sleeves with one hand and touched his chin with the other.
His eyebrows were dancing and he said ambiguously: "Why, you missed me?"
Li Zhige frowned slightly and unceremoniously opened Nangong Rang's big hand holding his sleeve.
Looking at Shen Fei's clear eyes with a hint of smile, Nangong Rang couldn't help but feel a little distracted.
He said in a cold and unceremonious voice: "You think too much."
"Then what are you doing here?"
Nangong Rang sat on the chair beside him very dejectedly and crossed his legs.
Hey, he was really happy in vain.
"Just borrowing something."
Li Zhige's clear eyes were filled with a hint of solemnity, as if he could see the fight tomorrow. ＊＊＊ "My lord, Black Eagle will be beheaded in public at three o'clock tomorrow."
Shadow knelt in the tunnel, feeling uneasy in his heart.
Zixiao suddenly jumped out and said anxiously: "My lord, why don't we go to Tianlao immediately?"
"No, trying to save people now would be asking for death."
Shadow hurriedly stopped him.
In the past half month, they have not found the whereabouts of the shadow, which is enough to see the strength of the other party.
If he acts so impulsively, he is afraid that not only will he not be able to save Black Eagle, but his own life will be in danger.
"Your Majesty," Zi Xiao couldn't help but ask.
Xuanyuan Youchen is dressed in white clothes like snow.
His eyes are bright and his eyebrows are sparse, his bones are fluttering, and he has a heroic appearance.
He just stood there quietly, but there seemed to be millions of soldiers behind him.
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He could shake the earth with just one shout of his arms.
"Tomorrow, at noon, the tribulation field will be held." ＊＊＊ The seventh day of the twelfth lunar month.
The weather was bitingly cold, and the snowflakes were falling in the sky, like butterfly wings and fluff, falling from the sky.
In less than half a day, the mountains in the distance are covered with white, the water near is frozen, and everything is beautiful.
An execution platform had been set up at the execution ground, attracting people from the imperial capital to swarm in.
At that time, Duke Wei's palace was also full of great achievements and heroes, but it didn't expect that a traitor like Wu Mingyuan would appear, causing the family to be destroyed.
There are also people who have received favors and want to come and see them off for the last time.
On the pillar in the middle of the execution platform, Wu Mingyuan had his hands tied behind his back and was tied tightly.
He stood there quietly, his white prison clothes almost blending in with the color of the wind and snow.
The little blood stains on his body bloomed in the cold wind like red plum blossoms.
The expression on the vicissitudes of life's face is indifferent.
The right eye is like a clear ice lake, but the left eye is covered with nebula and is surrounded by hideous scars.
It is conceivable that this eye is blind.
People gathered around the execution platform and looked up at Wu Mingyuan, amazed by his calmness and calmness about death.
If it were an ordinary person, he would have been so frightened that he collapsed to the ground before the execution.
The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and a lot of snow fell on people's clothes and collars.
It melted into snow water and penetrated into their skin, making them couldn't help but shake their heads.
But even in such a snowy weather, people watching the excitement still refused to leave.
The power of Ruanjinsan in Wu Mingyuan's body was still continuing.
He raised a determined face and looked around at the familiar imperial capital.
After fifteen years, he was finally back.
I never expected that Wu Mingyuan would eventually be beheaded in public Is fate playing a trick on him?
A sinister voice always lingers in my ears: "More than ten years ago, all three hundred and eighty-two members of the Wu family were executed by the emperor."
"And after death, all men, women, and children were thrown into a pit, poured with molten iron, and turned into an iron mound tomb.
They were despised for generations."
"But I heard that your grandson Wu Shan ran away, but an eight-year-old child might have died long ago."
Wu Mingyuan shook his head, tears slowly flowing out of his eyes.
For some reason, there was an inexplicable expectation in his heart.
However, he actually didn't want anyone to show up to save him.
Looking around, he knew that a dragnet had been set here.
If someone came to save him, it would undoubtedly be suicide Shan'er, if you are still alive, don't come here As long as you live well, grandpa will rest in peace.
Wu Mingyuan raised his head and saw Shi Kuiyun sitting in front of the crowd.
He was today's supervisor.
He was wearing a bright red court uniform and an official hat.
He was looking at him with deep and calm eyes, with a shallow sneer on his lips. .
Wu Mingyuan didn't bother to look at him anymore.
He looked past him and saw a familiar face in the crowd.
That was his family friend Gu Zhili.
They haven't seen each other for more than ten years.
Unexpectedly, when they see each other today, they will see each other for the last time.
From a distance, Wu Mingyuan clearly saw Gu Zhili covering her mouth, with tears glistening in her eyes.
Wu Mingyuan couldn't bear to see his best friend sad, so he turned his eyes to the sky.
The snow fell one after another.
The sky is vast, and the snowflakes are falling like broken peaches, falling on the vicissitudes of life's cheeks, showing a skin-cutting coldness.
In order to prevent anyone from robbing prisoners, the execution place was set up outside Donghua Gate instead of inside the city.
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Shi Kuiyun also specifically ordered that the city gate should not be opened wide, but only a crack, so that only one person could pass through at a time.
Moreover, if the people in the city come to visit Xing, they will be strictly inspected and no mistakes will be allowed.
There were many soldiers outside the city gate and the guards were extremely strict.
It was almost noon when the sound of horse hooves and the sound of whips could be heard.
Before the guards had time to flash their halberds and ask questions, a horse galloped past in front of them.
It ran at an extremely fast speed, throwing up snow dust several feet high, and rushed out in an instant.
The frightened guards drove their horses to chase, but they could not catch up.
The man and the horse had already disappeared into the heavy snow: