King Qi was silent for a while, knelt down and took out the hip flask, a small food container, and a stick of incense.
He opened the food box. There were steamed buns in the food box, and a bowl of what looked like bird's nest, which was slimy and cold.
Chu Fu lit the incense for him, and he put the incense on the coffin. As soon as the wind blew, the incense was blown off, and the sparks that blew the incense head rolled several times and extinguished at the feet of King Qi.
He stood in front of the coffin, stared quietly for a moment, and whispered: "I don't know what you like to eat. This bird's nest used to see you always drink it. If you think you should like it, you can just use it."
"The husband and wife for a year, although they are not extremely affectionate, they have never blushed. I still don’t know why we are like this, and I don’t even understand why you want to kill me, and what do you hate me? ?"
"Now, I should hate you, and I really hate it. When I dreamed back at midnight, I always saw the fire and always saw you stabbing me with a hairpin. I don't understand. I look at such a gentle and kind one. People will suddenly become so cruel and evil."
He said quietly, and Yuan Yongyi listened quietly. She had never seen such a deep sadness on his face. Did she really love her so much? It's not worth it.
Therefore, she comforted her softly: "Okay, just forget it, don't be sad anymore."
King Qi shook his head. He has been very thin since he was stabbed, and now his thin face is even more pale, and his tall and thin body looks weak.
He said: "Don't be sad for her. This king just mourns the beauty of the past. Although I know it's just what I think is good, she never thinks so. With me, she will be wronged. I would rather her Don't be wronged by marrying me, it won't hurt as much today."
Feng Guan came over and made a whining sound.
It's like someone is crying.
Yuan Qingling heard clearly above her, and her heart was very sad.
King Qi undoubtedly really liked Chu Mingcui, or love, how much Qi King protected Chu Mingcui back then, she experienced it firsthand.
However, this marriage that seemed to him to be love was actually just a deception by Chu Mingcui. Even in the end, she was unwilling to deceive. She opened up the bloody truth to him, and even took his life to make a judgment. .
Does Chu Mingcui know what he missed? Isn't it a kind of happiness to have such a pure person who loves himself desperately
Why pursue those vain and unavailable
What do you want to pursue in the days when you are high by your side but in vain
If it is the throne of a princess, what if it is the throne
Yuan Qingling couldn't help shivering, then looked back at Yu Wenhao.
Yu Wenhao was still sitting in the chair, looking lonely and indifferent.
He didn't go out to see it. To him, it was the past that Yuan Yongyi said was not worth recalling, it was too ugly.
Yuan Yongyi stretched out his hand to catch King Qi. King Qi slowly turned around and paused. He turned his head to look at the coffin and said: "You go on the road, what you did last, also cut off my thoughts about you, from From now on, whether it's on Huangquan Road or reincarnation in the next life, I just want not to meet.
He stepped aside and let out the funeral team to continue on the road.
Obviously Chu Fu was also a little moved. After a moment of silence, he asked people to lift the coffin and leave.
The team slowly faded out of everyone's sight.
When Yuan Yongyi led the horse back, Ah Si shouted: "Sister, we are here."
Yuan Yongyi looked up and saw Yuan Qingling and Ah Si and the others, he tied the horse outside and said, "Go and sit down?"
King Qi seemed to have exhausted his strength and looked weak, and a gust of wind could blow him away.
Yuan Yongyi stretched out his hand to help him, he nodded indiscriminately, and the two entered the teahouse and went up to the second floor.
Xu Yi brought two chairs and let them sit down.
King Qi still looked a little lost, but because Yu Wenhao's expression was sober and stern, he didn't get too lost. He just smiled reluctantly, "Fifth brother is here."
"Yeah!" Yu Wenhao responded indifferently.
"The fifth sister-in-law is also here." Qi Wang quickly glanced at Yuan Qingling, showing a little guilty conscience.
Chu Mingcui was the one who harmed her. In fact, he shouldn't have a guilty conscience and guilt towards Yuan Qingling.
Yuan Qingling looked at him, saw him look lifeless, and said with relief: "It's over, it's time to let it go."
He coughed and said unnaturally: "Let it go, never think about it anymore."
Yuan Qingling personally poured tea for him and Yuan Yongyi, "You shouldn't eat it yet? Eat something first."
Yuan Yongyi was really hungry, and said, "Thank you, Princess Chu, sister."
When she picked up the chopsticks, she glanced at Yu Wenhao cautiously, and saw that he had no response, so she started to eat.
King Qi didn't eat, he just held a cup of longevity without drinking, he just held it in his hand, turning from the left hand to the right hand, and then from the right hand back to the left hand, the whole person seemed to have disappeared from the three souls and seven souls.
He suddenly raised his head and looked at Yu Wenhao. In his life, his mind has never been so clear as now, "Fifth brother, did she really commit suicide?"
Yu Wenhao looked at him, "What do you want to say?"
King Qi was also a little at a loss, "I just want to know the cause of her death."
"Does it make sense? People die." Yu Wenhao said indifferently while drinking tea.
The curtain outside the railing has fallen down, covering the cold wind, but the wind is not closed tightly, and the wind penetrates through the cracks, making it even more fierce and loud.
As if the ghost is crying and howling the wolf.
Qi Wang said: "I just feel that she will not commit suicide."
"You know her." Yu Wenhao said.
The wind poured in, and Xu Yi's clothes standing next to him were hunting and hunting. Xu Yi stepped forward to pour tea and whispered: "His Royal Highness, even if you die, you don't have to ask again."
King Qi raised his head to look at Xu Yi, and said, "This king just wants to make everything clear."
He was tired of the silly days.
Yuan Yongyi listened to this, put down his chopsticks, and said, "Why don't you believe that she committed suicide? At that time, she knew she was going to die, and she could still be happy when she committed suicide."
"In the jail of Jingzhao Mansion, it's not easy to commit suicide?" Qi Wang sighed lightly, "She has the courage to do everything, but she has no courage to hurt herself only."
Therefore, she would not hit a wall. With her injuries at the time, she couldn't be killed even if she hit the wall. She didn't have enough strength.
Yu Wenhao put down the tea cup heavily, and said coldly, "I killed her, why? Are you going to avenge her?"
Yuan Qingling quickly took his hand and motioned him not to get angry.
Yu Wenhao was angry, "Look at what you look like now? She is going to burn you to death, and you still come to worship her, unwilling to die for her? You don't want to be confused, but what you are doing now is a foolish thing."
King Qi was reprimanded, even more at a loss, and murmured: "I just don't know why I want to come, knowing that she is going to have funeral today, I can't sit still and want to come and see her off."