Murong Yue's death was indeed strange!
She needs to go back to Qingyan and carefully investigate the truth of his death!
Murong Xue flipped her wrist and retracted the soft sword into its scabbard. The soldiers not far away breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward, picked up Song Shizhong, who was seriously injured, and dragged him to the prison...
The evidence of Prince Rui's treason was conclusive, and the emperor sentenced them to beheaded. Under the scorching sun, the execution ground was surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside.
Gong Qianze, Song Shizhong, Song Shiren, Prime Minister Cang, and other connected family members, clan members, regardless of men, women, old and young, were all wearing soapy white prison uniforms, their hands were tied backside down, and they were escorted out. Their hair was disheveled, their faces were pale, and they were stiff. Step by step, he walked up to the high circular stone platform step by step, and knelt down on the scorching stone surface!
The executioner gave an order, and the executioners raised their swords and slashed at their necks. In an instant, the blood spurted from the necks, and there was a huge smell of blood in the air. Black-haired and white-haired heads rolled down one after another. On the ground...
The Song Mansion and the Cang Mansion, which were in great prosperity for a while, were removed from the capital in the blink of an eye. The ministers were frightened and did not dare to disagree. The southern border capital was unprecedentedly peaceful...
Under the blue sky, a luxurious carriage was parked on a flat official road, and the pale golden sunlight poured down on the body, casting a thin layer of warm yellow halo, creating a hazy and indescribable beauty.
Gong Qianyu stood in front of the carriage, her ink brocade-like hair was gently tied up with a purple-gold hair crown, she looked radiant, and her black clothes fluttered gently with the breeze, like a flourishing ink lotus.
He looked at Murong Xue, and said calmly: "Father has already sent an envoy to Qingyan to explain Prime Minister Cang's plot to Qinghuang..."
"This is a good thing." Murong Xue smiled softly. Emperor Qingyan is a relatively wise monarch, with the nobility and arrogance of a king of a country. Knowing that he has fallen into the trick of Prime Minister Cang, he will definitely be furious, but Cang The prime minister has already been beheaded, and it can be regarded as indirectly avenging him for being tricked. His anger will soon dissipate: "If there is no accident, Qingyan and Nanjiang will cease fighting soon..."
"Yeah, Nanjiang, Qingyan will soon become a friendly country, and there will be no confrontation with swords and swords. Why are you in such a hurry to go back?" Gong Qianyu looked at Murong Xue, and there was a twinkle in her clear eyes. Doubt and puzzlement.
Murong Xue smiled slightly: "I have to go back to Qingyan because I have something important to do." Murong Yue has been dead for ten years, and there will be less and less evidence of his death, and no clues. She must return to Qingyan as soon as possible. , to investigate...
"Do you have to go back so soon?" Gong Qianyu looked at Murong Xue with a little reluctance in his eyes.
"Yeah!" Murong Xue nodded, the matter was urgent and there was no room for delay, she would have found more clues when she returned to Qing Yan the sooner she returned.
"Then will you come to Southern Xinjiang again?" Gong Qianyu said lightly, with a little hope shining in his dark eyes.
Seeing this, Murong Xue couldn't bear it, nodded, looked at him with a smile and said: "When I am free, I will come to Nanjiang to see you."
"Really? It's a deal." There was a smile in Gong Qianze's pure eyes, and the brilliance was shining brightly!
"It's a deal." Murong Xue nodded, and said with a slight smile: "You can go to Qingyan to see me when you are free. I live in Zhen Guohou's Mansion."
"Okay." Gong Qianyu nodded heavily, looked at Murong Xue, smiled cleanly and warmly: "Qingyan Township Guohou Mansion, I will remember."
"It's getting late, let's go!" Ouyang Shaochen's handsome face was slightly gloomy, he stepped forward, grabbed Murong Xue's wrist, and dragged her into the carriage.
Bei Bei was waiting eagerly in the carriage, when she saw Murong Xue, she barked and threw herself into her arms, rubbing her snow-white upper head lightly against her dress, being very intimate.
Murong Xue smiled softly, hugged Beibei and sat in front of the car window, opened the curtain, and looked at Gong Qianyu: "We're leaving, take care of yourself!"
The Emperor of Nanjiang arranged many capable ministers and strangers to teach Gong Qianyu the way to govern the country. Prince Rui Gong Qianze has been eliminated, he has no strong enemies, and no one will plot against him openly or secretly. With his intelligence, he can definitely become a wise king of the country , Govern the prosperity of southern Xinjiang.
"Take care too, and have a good journey." Gong Qianze nodded heavily, with deep reluctance shining in her dark eyes.
Murongxue pretended not to notice, and gently lowered the curtain of the car. She is from Qingyan, and she is going to leave Southern Xinjiang after all, and Gong Qianyu, the prince of Southern Xinjiang, will part ways sooner or later...
Wuhen sat in front of the car, flicked the long whip, and the fast horse drove forward like an arrow off the string...
The carriage gradually drifted away until it disappeared. Gong Qianyu stood on the official road, looking at the direction where the carriage disappeared, and remained motionless for a long time. Her clear eyes greedily looked at the place where the sky and the earth meet, as if she wanted to make this moment last forever. far engraved in my heart.
Since he can remember, there are only two colors in his world, black and white. He doesn't know what people call red, blue, yellow, and green, and he can't see how bright people call seven colors. His eyes The people and things in it are either black or white. He doesn't like such a monotonous color, and naturally he doesn't like to talk to them who only have these two colors...
Until that day, the woman in the light blue long dress came into his sight. She walked up the mountain step by step from the valley, and walked in front of him step by step. His world appeared from then on. Different colors!
Sky blue, lake blue, light blue, light blue, snow blue, and water blue are her favorite colors, and they are also the colors he has seen before. He likes them very much. They are indeed brighter and brighter than black and white...
Gong Qianyu looked at the carriage that disappeared into small black dots, a faint smile curled up at the corner of her mouth, she left, taking away the color in his eyes, but, she said, she would come back, the day she came to Nanjiang again , he will see the dazzling colorful colors again...
The luxury carriage was driving fast on the flat official road, and the carriage was smooth and stable without any bumps. Ouyang Shaochen poured a cup of tea from the teapot and slowly pushed it towards Murong Xue: "The weather in southern Xinjiang is still hot, drink A cup of tea can dispel the heat."
"Thank you." Murong Xue said lightly, picked up the tea and took a sip, the light tea fragrance instantly filled her entire mouth, her eyes lit up, and she praised softly: "This tea tastes good, where did you buy it?"
"I didn't buy it, it was a gift from King Zhennan!" Ouyang Shaochen said lightly!
Murong Xue curled her lips lightly: "You have a good relationship with King Zhennan!" Southern Xinjiang is very hot in summer, and the refreshing summer tea with such a fragrant taste is very valuable...
"King Zhennan is an upright and frank man, worthy of friendship." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, picked up the tea, and took a sip.
"I know." Murong Xue nodded, her eyes were dark: "So I believed his words, and felt that my father's death was strange."