Hualing Snow

The second day, the third day, the fourth day.

Qin Zhixun didn't even go to court.

He could barely get up until the fifth day.

The third day, the fourth day.

Pei Shiqing also failed to go to court.

Qin Zhixun heard from his colleagues that the second son of Prime Minister Pei's family disregarded his father's dissuasion a few days ago, carefully analyzed the situation, and fought with all his strength, which made Long Yan furious.When dragged down by the guards, he still raised his head and asked, "Does Your Majesty want the Great Liang to perish in your own hands?"

Pei Shiqing failed to go to court.

He is in the prison and will be executed in three days.

It took Qin Zhixun a lot of effort and all the connections he had accumulated over the years of being an official to be able to enter the prison to meet him two days later.

The sky prison was very cold, Qin Zhixun gathered his robe tightly, but he still couldn't resist the chill spreading from head to toe.

The closer he was to Pei Shiqing, the colder he felt, he couldn't even walk.

He wants to see him.

He doesn't want to see him.

He wants to see him.

The plum blossoms in the vestibule were in full bloom, so he picked a branch and wanted him to see it too.

Through the iron fence, he finally saw Pei Shiqing sitting against the wall.He has lost some weight, but unexpectedly, the youthful spirit of the first time we met can still be seen on his body.

Qin Zhixun felt a little unbelievable, but suddenly, he figured it out.

After all, the person in front of him is Pei Shiqing.

They sat opposite each other in silence for a while.Qin Zhixun looked at him and said.

"Do you regret it?"

Pei Shiqing looked back quietly.

"not regret."

Qin Zhixun suddenly felt a little relieved.

He stopped talking.What he wants to ask, what he wants to say, has already obtained an answer.

So they looked at each other quietly again, as if the years had come to an abrupt end.

Until the jailer came and asked Qin Zhixun to leave.

When he was less than an inch away from the prison door, he froze because of the barely audible "Zhi Xun" behind him, and his slightly vain footsteps suddenly stopped.

"Zhi Xun."

Pei Shiqing called out in a low voice.

Qin Zhixun turned around suddenly, and the person behind him was submerged in the darkness flowing in the prison, the double shadow was dim, and it was difficult to distinguish his expression.

"I have no regrets in my heart, but I have one regret... When the river is clear and the sea is clear, and the beacon smoke is extinguished, come to my grave and tell me that the flying snow in Jizhou is comparable to the plum blossoms in Hualing. Is it?"

Qin Zhixun gritted his teeth tightly, and the two lines of tears that he had been holding back finally meandered down his temples.The bone-chilling wind in the dungeon crawled up his spine carrying the smell of blood. He opened his mouth with all his strength, but he seemed too trembling to speak.But in a trance, he clearly heard his broken and indistinct answers floating in the wind.

"Pei Shiqing, I want you...to see for yourself."