Then she was lying in a pool of blood without a trace, pale like a piece of paper, as if a fluttering wind could take her away.
Yan Shu staggered forward, and his scarlet eyes were full of gloomy birds. He really wanted to smash Ye Xinci's corpse into ten thousand pieces to relieve his hatred. He hates her, but he also loves her. I hate Ye Xinci, and I love Akui.
But now that Akui's body in which she can live is gone, where should she go
Or will the soul gradually disappear because there is no place to put the soul
Can't think about it anymore--
He shook his head severely, and hugged Ye Xinci onto the bed. Even though the skin under his hands was cold and not warm, he seemed to ignore it and ordered the imperial doctor to stop the bleeding.
He sat in the outer hall, watching a basin of clear water come in and then turned into a basin of blood, and his eyes were hurt by the red color, and he closed his eyes tightly, but he felt that, together with his brain, he was exposed to bloody scenes. Occupy, drive away.
His temples were beating fiercely, and he was severely suppressed.
Ye Xinci died, and he decided to die. The scene was extremely horrible.
This news was only spread once before being suppressed by Yan Shu, and after giving some rewards to the Ye Family as a consolation. The funeral of the Queen Mother was organized intensively. The only one who didn't know was that the Queen Mother died suddenly, and the emperor chased Ye Xinci as Queen Mother Shuhui, giving the Ye family a lot of face.
The coffin stayed at Ci Ning Palace for one night, and the next day it was transported non-stop to the royal monastery. The master chanted the remains for ninety-nine and eighty-one days before being buried in the imperial tomb.
The fourth year of the Dazhao Dynasty was an eventful period, because too many people died in this year, whether it was for the honorable people or for the evil people. On the towering palace walls, the heavy haze didn't gradually dissipate until the beginning of spring the following year.
One month after the collapse of the Empress Dowager, the fifth year of the rookie was ushered in.
In the early spring, the ice and snow melted, and new shoots began to emerge from the willows on the shore. The plan of the year is spring, and this year is a new beginning.
The emperor patrolled south this year, and the towering boat sailed all the way south from the canal. Although ordinary people have never had the chance to meet Sheng Yan in this life, the things circulating about the emperor's southern tour have never stopped.
When an emperor passed through Fufeng County, I heard that the magistrate here was a common man, and a faint official who didn't do anything practical, so he disguised and punished bad officials severely. One by one, it seems that the storyteller is right behind Yan Shu, and all he says is clear and precise.
At that time, on the wooden table set up in the teahouse, the storyteller woke up the wood and poured tea, saying that it was a mouthful of foam flying, and the tea guests underneath were all pricked up and listened attentively.
Among this group of people, there is a pair of people who look like people from the rivers and lakes. The men have deep silhouettes, but their faces are extremely ordinary. There is only a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes all over the body, which look fierce like eagles and falcons, making people feel uncomfortable. Dare to look straight.
The other person is wrapped up in a large black open, with a thick hood covering the person's face tightly. If she sits still and does not speak, others will never guess whether he is a male or a female. .
Yan Shuzheng squinted his eyes and listened intently. He didn't know the corners of his clothes were tossed gently. He immediately turned his head and asked, "Tired?"
The hood moved slightly, and Yan Shu didn't stop. Hearing her thoughts, he immediately got up and took her hand, carefully leading her out.
Their departure did not cause a reaction from those next to them.