"I'm thinking." Yu Qingluo's tone was still a little erratic, "I'm thinking that we almost died."
"With me here, how could I let you die?" Ye Xiudu put her head on his shoulder with a gentle voice.
The tip of Yu Qingluo's nose was filled with the fluttering smell of blood. He could rely on Ye Xiu Du's body, but he felt extremely at ease at this moment.
Her eyes fell on the two people on the ground again, and her mood was a little complicated.
"The two of them... what are you going to do?"
Ye Xiudu's expression was dim. After a long while, he let out a long sigh and said, "Send their ashes back to the Mongolian people. After all, they are all Mongolian people. And after all, she is also my aunt. She has suffered so much." Over the years, the fallen leaves will eventually return to their roots.”
He thought that even the famous elders would hope so.
Yu Qingluo nodded, she also meant the same thing. Why doesn't Concubine Meng not want to be cared for? She hates people with flower-shaped birthmarks so much, maybe she is also jealous of Ye Xiudu's biological mother.
She was sent to a villa by the wife of a famous elder since she was a child, and no one knew she existed. He didn't know that his father was a famous clan elder with power and status that was lower than that of one person and surpassed that of ten thousand people.
She could clearly enjoy the life of a wealthy lady, she could have a good education and be treated like a star, and she could have the respect of so many people, but she was deprived of it at birth.
During those years, why didn't she feel envious or resentful
Perhaps these resentments gradually disappeared after meeting Meng Xin. I just wanted to live a life with the one I loved wholeheartedly. I didn't expect that even such a small wish would be crushed.
Yu Qingluo sighed secretly. Although she hated Concubine Meng deeply in her heart, death was like a lamp going out, and those resentments should disappear after their death.
"Mom, how long do you want to hold me? There are people around here. You should be more reserved, I still want to save face."
A soft voice suddenly sounded, and Yu Qingluo was startled. She suddenly broke away from Ye Xiudu's arms and quickly adjusted her clothes.
Then, he looked around guiltily.
Sure enough, they saw many people around them staring at them. Seeing her looking over, they hurriedly looked up at the sky, as if they didn't notice anything.
The corner of Yu Qingluo's mouth twitched, and she stretched out her hand to cover her face. She will be famous for a lifetime...
She coughed lightly and turned her head just in time to see Nan Nan blinking and looking at her innocently, then giving him a fierce glare.
The little guy became even more innocent, scratched his head and frowned, "Mom, are your eyes uncomfortable?"
"There's blood on you, it makes me uncomfortable."
"Oh, don't worry, mother, this is not my blood. I'm so powerful, I won't get hurt."
"..." Who is worried? Of course she knew that it was not his blood, otherwise with his temperament, he would scream even if his fingernails were injured. How could he have the time to remind her of the humiliation of his face
Yu Qingluo ignored him and saw that Ye Xiudu was already walking towards Peng Ying, so she hurriedly followed him.
Peng Ying was tied up with five flowers, his body was twitching slightly, there was blood at the corner of his mouth, and he looked very embarrassed.
Seeing Ye Xiu walking over alone, his pupils shrank slightly.
Ye Xiudu, however, seemed to be too lazy to look at him and turned to look at Protector Zuo beside him.
"His martial arts skills belong to your Yufeng Hall, please take them back."
Protector Zuo raised his eyebrows, started stroking his beard and laughed, "This is easy to handle."
As he spoke, he slowly walked up to Peng Ying. He suddenly raised the sword in his hand and pointed it hard at Peng Ying's wrist.
Peng Ying screamed, sweat pouring down his face.
Before the bloodthirsty smile on Zuo Protector's lips fell, he raised the sword again and aimed at his legs to slash.
In the blink of an eye, all his tendons and hamstrings were severed.
Peng Ying's face turned pale, he curled up and let out a loud cry.
Wen Tian tugged on the palm of his hand and turned his head suddenly, unwilling to take another look.
Peng Ying's screams gradually became weaker. After a while, all the strength in his body disappeared and he fainted.
Protector Zuo threw the sword to the man in green and smiled at Ye Xiu, "How about it? Now even if he learns more of our Yufeng Hall's martial arts, he will have no place to use them. I just gave him Yufeng Hall's martial arts." The church has cleaned up the house. Next, it will be left to you to deal with."
Ye Xiudu nodded slightly and waved his hand, and several carriages were pulled out not far away.
He asked people to put the body of Meng Guifei Meng Xin on the carriage, and then threw Peng Ying on it.
Finally, his eyes fell on the unconscious prince who was still lying in the yard, and he sneered.
Yu Qingluo's hatred for the deposed prince was deeper than that for Concubine Meng.
This man can no longer be described as a man, he is clearly a beast, a shameless and skinless beast like no other in the world.
She gritted her teeth, glanced at Xu Rou and Ye Lansheng, who had been carefully carried into the carriage, stood next to Ye Xiudu and said, "I'll give him some poison and let him die. Death is not enough for this kind of person." Unfortunately, I never want to see him again."
As she spoke, she already had a silver needle in her hand and was about to step forward.
But he was quickly stopped by Ye Xiudu. His hand gently stroked Yu Qingluo's back and smoothed her hair.
After a long while, he smiled and said, "How can it be so easy to let him die like this? Just wait, there are some things that must be known to him in order to die in peace."
Yu Qingluo clearly caught the unusually sinister smile on the corner of Ye Xiu Du's mouth, and trembled all over. She suddenly felt that the deposed prince might just die like this, and he could be happier. Who knows what methods Ye Xiu Duo could come up with to torment him. Come.
But it didn't matter. When she saw Xu Rou's weak appearance, her severed fingers, and her body covered in blood, she wished that the deposed prince would also be tortured to the point of being tortured to the point of death.
Yu Qingluo nodded, stopped looking at the deposed prince, turned around and walked towards the carriage where Xu Rou was.
When he walked to the edge of the carriage, he found that the driver was actually Wen Tian.
Probably because of what happened to Peng Ying, his expression looked very serious, even a bit like a servant. All the nerves in his body seemed to be tense. He didn't look away and didn't talk to anyone.
Yu Qingluo hesitated for a moment, then pursed her lips and stepped forward to say hello to him, "Wen Tian??"
Wen Tian was stunned for a moment, turned around and saw Yu Qingluo, with an ugly smile on his lips, "Miss Qing."
After talking, my nerves didn’t seem to be so tense anymore.
Yu Qingluo simply sat on the carriage shaft and asked him, "Why did you appear here? When did you return to the imperial capital? Where is Hongye? Did he come back with you?"