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The curtain of the carriage was gently lifted, Hu Zhaoyi's coquettish face very similar to Qingyi appeared, she looked at the snow-white scenery outside, couldn't help but sigh lightly, got up and flicked the dark robe on her body, stood in front of the carriage, stretched out her hand to block the dense snowflakes that almost blindfolded people, and said lightly: "With such a big snow, how could the imperial concubine's carriage go to the grove?" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to support Gonggong Qin's arm, lifted his skirt and got out of the carriage.

"Zhaoyi Niangniang should stay in the carriage, the snow outside is too big" Gonggong Qin helped Hu Zhaoyi to take two steps forward, and said in a low voice, and then took the umbrella in the hand of an accompanying palace maid and held it up, blocking the snowflakes that controlled the flying snowflakes, but he also stretched his neck to look at the woods that he couldn't see clearly in front of him.

This forest used to be a mass grave, and then it was greatly repaired when the Dragon Emperor ascended the throne, although the imperial capital at that time was prosperous, but it was not as good as the first emperor and the current Emperor Xuan, so in addition to the imperial city, such as these mass burial places, no one has jurisdiction at all, so no one has passed through here at all, and there are more sluts who rob the tomb, and because of the more coffins and rotten wood, the soil is black, so it was named "Black Forest" by the locals.

The black forest is connected to the long street of the imperial capital, located in the mountains behind the city, although it is connected with the palace road, but it has to bend for dozens of miles, and the road is rugged and difficult to walk, it is difficult to walk in the concrete, it is difficult to walk in the snow, and after the rain, it will rise a poisonous miasma, which permeates the woods all day long, and must be sunny for three consecutive days before it can be dispersed.

Hu Zhaoyi looked at the brocade guard who had already penetrated into the woods in front of him, the hand holding the silk handkerchief tightened slightly, reached out and grabbed the brocade robe on his body, stepped forward slightly, and when he saw the horseshoe prints printed on the ground, he clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and said: "The emperor went to the grove alone, and there are secret guards around him to protect him?" ”

Gonggong Qin was stunned, as if he was surprised how Hu Zhaoyi knew that there was a secret guard by the emperor's side, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, but then he saw Hu Zhaoyi's eyebrows slightly twisted and looked at Gonggong Qin with a stunned look, pursed his lips, stretched out his hand and flicked Gonggong Qin's forehead, and said coldly: "Don't you recognize me?" I'll ask you. As he spoke, he ignored Gonggong Qin and walked forward.

Gonggong Qin looked at Hu Zhaoyi's bewitching back, his eyes were stunned, and he suddenly remembered that day in Weiyang Palace, when he felt that this person's voice was familiar, his eyes flashed suddenly, and a black-clothed hidden guard who was not at all similar to the face of the woman in front of him suddenly appeared in his mind, and his heart jumped, and he couldn't help but say lightly: "Miss Huaqiong"

Hu Zhaoyi's steps were certain, and he turned his head slightly to look at Gonggong Qin, who looked puzzled, his eyes were dull and waveless, and he really had a bit of a clear temperament, Gonggong Qin looked up at the eyes that had been calm in his memory, and suddenly stretched out his hand and said, "Are you really Hua Qiong?" Hua Qiong was the only woman among the twenty secret guards secretly selected and trained by the emperor, and he clearly remembered that when the emperor was still the crown prince, this little palace maid, who was only twelve years old at the time, danced alone in the imperial garden on a snowy night.

Later, after three years, when the emperor selected the secret guard, such a female maid in front of the palace, when the secret guard was selected, she and her best sister Zilu were in the ring in the back garden together, and the two fought for several hours and were evenly matched, but that day's ring, the factor heron was innocent and hearty, and was left in the Qinxin Palace to serve the emperor as a secret guard, and Wang Huaqiong became a trained secret guard, so after that day, there was no Hua Qiong in the palace, and no one would see the stubborn and petite woman in the middle of the night. The figure of the flying sword.

In the heavy snow, the smile on the corner of Hu Zhaoyi's lips was acquiescing, she turned her head to look at the black forest in front of her that was brightly reflected by the heavy snow, but it was also like a black forest shrouded in a layer of black fog, and took a few steps forward, and then when Gonggong Qin followed, she said softly: "This forest is too heavy, I think I should follow the emperor forward." As he spoke, he turned his head slightly and said in a cold voice: "Manager Qin, untie the rope of the carriage, I am going to chase the emperor."

Gonggong Qin was stunned for a moment, and then when he saw Hu Zhaoyi turn around and walk towards the carriage, he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, and said a little breathlessly: "Zhaoyi is slow." Then he grabbed Hua Qiong's long sleeves and whispered: "Since the emperor has canonized you as Zhaoyi, there are rumors that you are the Oiran in the Jiangnan area. It can be seen that you have ulterior motives, if you expose your identity without authorization, won't you let the emperor's hard work be in vain? ”

Hua Qiong looked at Gonggong Qin's serious look, and the anxiety in her heart gradually became hesitation, a little, she lowered her eyelashes, looked back at the black forest that was dark but glowing with countless torches, pursed her lips, closed her eyes, and said: "That's it" Maybe there are other secret guards following around or not, thinking of this, she walked to the carriage, stretched out her hand and gracefully supported Gonggong Qin's arm, raised her feet and got into the carriage, lifted the brocade curtain and walked in.

On the treetops, a white and a black figure swirls in the air, chasing each other but entangled, and the snowflakes in the sky seem to have become a supporting role, rustling down, reflecting the two people fighting in the air but dodging each other.

Qingyi flew lightly, and when the man in black approached, a three-foot ribbon flew out of his hand, flying towards the man's vital point like a spiritual snake, but the man suddenly turned away, turned over and dodged the fatal blow, hid in the dense cedars around him, and then followed the pursuit again when Qingyi withdrew the ribbon and turned to leave.

The snowflakes fell on her fair face, Qingyi flew in the air, her dark dress fluttered in the bark, when she smelled the unusual smoke of the wind, her eyes narrowed slightly, and when countless small dots of fire appeared in her pupils, her heart was suffocated, and she turned over and fell into the dense cedar ground, like the two tomb robbers who were injured by her, and instantly got into the snow-covered cedars.

And the black-robed evil figure that had been chasing behind him also looked at the woods in front of him with a slight sense when he saw the white suddenly disappear, and then turned over and retreated back to another cedar like a shadow, turned around and hid, and in the bushes, a horse's hoof faintly came.

Qingyi hid in the cedars, she closed her eyes and gasped, her hands tightly clasped the dense branches, when she heard the faint sound of horses' hooves in the wind, her heart was suffocated, her hands slightly opened the branches, looked at the gradually clear fire in front of her, pursed her lips, and showed a bitter smile, a country's imperial concubine fell into the snowy forest, and the rescue was late, I am afraid that she is the only one in history.

Covering his heart lightly with his bare hands, he gradually smoothed out the rapid breathing, listened to the surrounding sounds, clenched his fists, a little, only to hear a low laugh not far away, accompanied by the wind spreading in the wind, the black-robed man smiled: "There are no sharp weapons in the hands, and there is no discipline in the martial arts, but he has practiced a supernatural meteor eighteen miles of steps, and the imperial concubine of the Celestial Empire is indeed more mythical than the rumors." “

Qingyi looked at the darkness around her, but she couldn't tell where the sound came from, she slowly closed her eyes, listened to the sounds around her, and when a cedar tree beside her made a strange sound, she suddenly opened her eyes and flew out with a snap of her fingers on the hosta in her hand, while she herself flew out like a crane.

With a bang, a string of powder flew out of the air, blending with the flying snow in the sky, disappearing invisibly, and then the black figure rushed out of the cedar like a leopard, and the body flew towards the fluttering fairy figure very quickly, and the long sleeves of the black robe waved a palm, forcing straight towards Qingyi's figure.

The north wind howled and blew through the snow, rolling up the snowflakes and dancing, achieving a snow-white killing machine.

Qingyi's body fell on the snow, the dark long skirt was spread, and the black robe was leaning over to stare at Qingyi with long hair scattered on the snow like looking at his prey, the sneer of thin lips and the coldness of green eyes made him look like a bloodsucking monster, but he was handsome.

"Baby, you lost" The man's voice was low and evil, and his deep eyes slipped a smile when he saw Qingyi's clear eyes that did not contain the slightest panic, and his slender hand let go of the force that clasped her wrist, but it touched her snowy skin, and said softly: "Listen to the sound of horses' hooves, but you are mine", and then smiled close to her ear, and said ambiguously: "Your husband is late, but do you know why he is late?" ”

Qingyi's clear eyes flashed a little dim, but she didn't struggle, as if waiting for the man's next words, and then, I saw the man half-leaning on the snow beside her with a little laziness, reaching out and earning his forehead, looking at her calm but delicate faceless face like watching prey, his big hand slid to her chin, pinched it gently, the tip of his index finger stroked Qingyi's pink soft lips, and said with a hoarse smile: "The soldier you sent back was trapped in the woods by me and lost his way, so the time to deliver the letter was delayed", Then he suddenly turned over, looked down at Qingyi's cold eyes looking at the chaotic snow in the sky, lowered his head, and said coldly when he was about to touch her lips: "You are so beautiful that I want to eat you immediately." ”

"Why" Qingyi suddenly spoke, the clear but deathly eyes gradually turned to the man's dark green eyes, his pink lips moved slightly, and he said in a cold voice: "Why don't you kill him directly, but let him go back to report the news." ”

As if looking at a rare treasure, a little, his tone turned gentle, and his slender and cold fingertips slid across her eyebrows, and said softly: "Because I know that he has a deep affection for you, so." I want to see what he, a cold-blooded emperor, will do in the face of the loss of a beloved woman", he said, he suddenly picked up Qingyi's body, lifted himself and flew up, and then landed in the open space not far away, looking at the white horse that was galloping quickly, and sneered in her ear: "Look, your husband is here"

Qingyi's long hair fluttered in the wind, and the body that was caught in the acupoint was like a puppet at the mercy of others, and the cold eyes moved slightly when he heard the man's cruel and gloomy words, but then regained his calm, and looked at the bright yellow figure that was speeding with his long eyelashes.

The man looked at Qingyi's calm and almost dead face and eyes, and his sword eyebrows gradually twisted, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with her being so calm, but then, when the sound of the horse's hooves was coming, he suddenly turned over her body, stared at her stubborn but calm and clear eyes, thin lips, and smiled evilly, and when he heard a neighing horse, he lowered his head and kissed Qingyi's lips.

All around, the only thing left was the wind, and the white gas from the horse's nose evaporated the falling snowflakes, and time seemed to freeze into ice at this moment.

What the cold wetness on her lips represented, Qingyi didn't think about it, but when she saw the handsome face of the black-robed man's lightly closed eyes raised slightly, she felt a touch of hot anger shooting from her side, but she didn't look back, when she lowered her eyelashes, in front of the quiet man, let the man hold her into his arms in front of Yu Haoxuan.

The man in the black robe quietly looked at Qingyi who was still indifferent in his arms, his green eyes crossed a trace of annoyance and messiness, and then he gently let go of her, turned his head and chuckled at the handsome man who was sitting on horseback, the bright yellow dragon robe was flying in the wind, and he pulled his thin lips and said with a low smile: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty has been waiting for a long time."

Qingyi's heart was shocked, she was familiar with this sentence, because only the princes and lords of the sixteen kingdoms of the Celestial Empire would call themselves so in front of Yu Haoxuan, she raised her upper eyelashes suddenly, stood stiffly in the snow, looked at the handsome side of the black-robed man, and then when she saw the slightly upturned flesh-colored skin on his neck, the air in her heart seemed to be sucked away, and the word Yirong suddenly appeared in Qingyi's mind.

Yu Haoxuan's expression was covered by the chaotic snow, but he could easily feel the suffocating murderous aura diffused from the snowflakes, and the horse stood there motionlessly, as if he could feel the anger of his master, like crystal-like eyes, transparent and pure glass luster, staring closely at the two people in front of him.

The snow rustled and fell, hitting the bodies of the two people in the woods, and the long skirts of Qingyi fluttered in the wind, clear and enchanting, out of the world, but this enchanting and vulgar stinged Yu Haoxuan's eyes.

The nose of the colored steed also seemed to be steaming with anger, like the only symbol of vitality in this icy and snowy wood, but the handsome man on the horse was like a stiff stone, unable to move, and his dark pupils suddenly glowed with inky blue anger.

The cold air was mixed with a suffocating murderous aura, melting into the snowflakes, the green eyes of the black-robed man stared deeply at the enemy in front of him, his slender big hand held the snake-shaped black jade flute, and his thin lips pursed a sneer with a deep meaning, and then he let go of Qingyi's delicate body in an instant, the black robe moved, jumped into the air, and the black jade flute made a strange cry in the wind.

The cold wind was raging, with the snowflakes in the sky blending into the cold murderous aura, the black hair fluttered and flying, and at the moment when the eyes glimpsed the swords and swords when the two figures fused, Qingyi closed his eyes suddenly, letting the cold snowflakes fall on his face, and his pink lips were pursed.

In the air, the solidified murderous aura could hardly hear the breath of a person, only the sound of the blades of weapons clashing, and when the whistling north wind shuttled through the ears, the two robes made a rattling sound in the wind, accompanied by the sound of resentment in the joints, and the sword light and sword shadow flickered.

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