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Longyuan City, Murong Mansion.

The courtyard is sparsely lit, and the waning moon hooks the soul.

The Murong Mansion, which was originally full of customers, is now no longer a shadow of Liao, and the plain white horses hang on the heads of the doors and windows, whimpering in the wind.

The boy who had been eagerly attracted by him was no longer sound, Jiang Fei pulled Murong Feiqing and stepped into the courtyard, only to feel endless desolation rushing to his face, and the sour wind shot at his eyes.

"Daddy......"

Murong Feiqing frowned, realizing that the situation was bleak, and it was far from being as simple as the news she had already learned.

The lights in the hall hidden by the heavy door were faint, flickering in the thick of the night, faintly flickering.

This kind of scene is clearly a vigil for the dead!

Jiang Feiqing's eyes tightened, and before she could comfort Murong Feiqing, she was already teary-eyed, pulled out her slender hand, and hurriedly stepped away, and the clear shadow was fleeting, and she had already rushed to the palace.

The Murong family is actually organizing such a grand funeral, could it be ......

Jiang Fei was secretly frightened, and hurriedly followed Murong Feiqing into the hall, only to see that the house was full of snow, and there were many people of the Murong family sitting on their knees.

In the middle of the crowd kneeling, there was a half-closed and half-open cold jade coffin, on which there was a faint trace of cold smoke.

Through the crystal clear coffin, a silent figure can be vaguely seen resting in it, looming.

Jiang Fei's heart was shocked when he saw this scene, it seemed that Fang Cai's ominous guess had been nine out of ten, and most of the figures lying in the cold coffin were Murong Lie.

Murong Feiqing on the side didn't feel that Hua Rong was sad, she covered her face with her hands and sobbed, she originally thought that Murong Lie just disappeared suddenly like a summons, where would she have thought that she had actually fallen into the coffin.

"Big ...... Miss. ”

In the crowd of kneeling, stood a pale-faced bearded old man, he was the housekeeper of the Murong family, named Xie Hong, in charge of the trivial matters in the mansion.

"Steward Xie, what the hell is going on! Didn't you say that Daddy was just missing? The ...... lying inside?"

Murong Feiqing was sad and weeping, the flowers were already pear blossoms with rain, and she looked at the cold jade coffin in the middle of the hall with teary eyes, and she was speechless sadly.

Jiang Fei was distressed when he saw it, and walked over to caress Murong Feiqing's weak shoulders that were trembling due to excessive grief, and wanted to say some comforting words, but he didn't know where to start.

Steward Xie sighed and said leisurely: "The eldest lady doesn't know, a month ago, the head of the family returned the general's seal to the dynasty, and was ready to dismiss the people in the house, and returned to the countryside without asking about the world. But after he went to Luoyue Lake to fish, he never returned, and the government sent people to look for it several times, only to salvage these torn clothes in the lake, which were the same as those worn by the head of the family when he went out. Therefore, it is boldly inferred that the head of the family has unfortunately died, so ...... That's why ......"

"Daddy is usually a corporal and pays attention to appearance, how could the guests he befriended suddenly die when he stepped through the threshold?"

Murong Feiqing was even more sad after hearing this, tears rippled in Qingwan's eyes, she didn't expect that the mighty and majestic Murong Lie would end up like this.

It turned out that what was lying in the cold jade coffin was not Murong Lie's body, but his broken clothes after his disappearance.

Jiang Feiqing's eyes flickered, if Murong Lie still maintained the identity of the general of the dynasty, then his safety would definitely attract considerable attention, and now that he had returned to the title of cloth cloth, he would naturally no longer be protected by the dynasty, so he would suddenly be killed and persecuted.

If you talk about who Murong Lie will have some festivals with in the dynasty, it is not difficult to deduce that there is no one else except for the Shantai family, who covers the sky with one hand, to have such means!

No wonder no one came to mourn, most of the people in the dynasty were afraid of the power of the Tantai family, and of course they would wisely choose to stay away.

Jiang Fei suddenly clenched the anger in his fists, and the hatred in his eyes was burning, his parents were injured by the secret arrows of the Tantai family, and now they were separated from life and death, and they had long wanted to end this grudge with them, but their strength had always been shallow, not enough to provoke their forces.

Originally, I thought that when I was going to improve my cultivation, I could join forces with Murong Lie to gradually disintegrate the Lantai family.

Unexpectedly, Murong Lie had been targeted by the Tantai family so quickly and persecuted by them in such a short period of time.

Jiang Fei's previous grudge with the Tantai family is no longer shared, and now seeing his beloved so sad, he can't bear it, he is full of righteous indignation, and he can't wait to go to seek justice immediately!

But he was not carried away by anger, the Tantai family has been entrenched in the dynasty for many years, with thick roots and big leaves, and it is by no means possible to be overthrown in one day.

At the moment, Murong Feiqing is immersed in grief and can't help herself, Chu Chu is pitiful, so it's better to comfort her first.

"With these remnants of clothing, it is enough to confirm that my uncle is no longer alive?"

Jiang Feiqing's eyes flickered, and he opened his mouth to ask Steward Xie, although these clothes were worn by Murong Lie when he went out, but these alone were not convincing.

It is still necessary to find out the truth before we can make a conclusion, after all, Murong Lie's strength is high, and when it comes to cultivation, there are few opponents in the dynasty.

"This ...... This one...... The head of the family has a word of instruction, if he has any mistake and there is no news for more than a month, he will ask us to inform the young lady and organize the funeral on our own. ”

Steward Xie's heavy voice was a little desolate, he had never understood why there was such a strange order before, but at this time, he had realized something.

Perhaps, he had long expected the current ending.

He lowered his head, quietly turned his eyes, and looked at the door, where it was dark outside, and the moonlight was extremely bleak.

At this time, a pair of lights suddenly lit up, like a beast that had been waiting for a long time, finally seeing its prey.

Steward Xie nodded intentionally or unintentionally, the light outside the door slowly extinguished, and a figure in white ran out quickly, drifting away.

Jiang Fei kept staring at the cold ice jade coffin, thinking carefully.

Even if Murong Lie goes into hiding, he doesn't have to dismiss his family, but in order not to implicate the people in the family, he will make this plan and go out fishing all the time, so as not to stain the family with blood and harm the Manchus.

Jiang Fei's heart was shocked, if Murong Lie had the foresight, he could have avoided this persecution, why did he just save his family and travel alone?

It seems that Murong Lie may still be alive, but he made this decision just to hide people's eyes.

Jiang Feiqing's eyes flickered, Murong Lie had always been strategic, and he should not be suddenly killed when he already knew the danger.

"Feiqing, you don't have to be so sad, Uncle just arranged for them to do this, and it doesn't necessarily happen to you. ”

"What! Brother Fei, why do you say that?" Murong Feiqing asked in surprise as she looked at Qingwan's eyes at the beginning of the shower.

She is ice clear and jade, her mind is like snow, where will she know the rights and wrongs between these deceits.

At the same time, a deep gaze suddenly lit up in the kneeling crowd, and one person looked up at Jiang Fei and the others, and then slowly sank again.

This gaze seems to be a little different.

What is the difference, Jiang Fei can see it, but he can't say it.

He wanted to speak again and again, he wanted to explain Murong Feiqing's good intentions to Murong Feiqing, but there were many people in the hall, and he was afraid that if the news leaked out, it would cause trouble in vain.

"I just think so, it's better to mourn first, and then talk to you about it after the coffin is buried. ”

Murong Feiqing bowed her head gently, although she didn't quite understand what else was hidden, but at this time, as the eldest daughter, she really couldn't be overly sad, and she should focus on holding a funeral.

Jiang Feiqing's eyes flickered, staring at the condensed cold air on the cold jade coffin, and looking at the kneeling crowd, the unfamiliar faces were all covered under the snow-white mourning clothes, and they couldn't really see it.

Fang Caidao's eyes flashed, Jiang Fei keenly felt that something was wrong, and he wanted to know who was paying attention to them.

Murong Feiqing temporarily stabilized her sad mood and talked with Steward Xie in a low voice, discussing the time of the burial.

Outside the door, there was a sudden sound of a rustling wind, accompanied by a noble and casual tone, a tall figure flashed into the hall, and suddenly the daylight turned around, and it was brilliant.

"Suddenly hearing that General Murong was unfortunately killed, I deeply regret it, I am guilty, accused by Mi, introspective, and forever sad. Today, I ask the Holy Command to come and find out about it. ”

The person who came wore a white jade tassel crown, wore a gold-patterned embroidered dragon robe, his eyebrows fluttered and the moon rose, his nose was like a hanging gall, his ears were roughly closed, and his words fell into gold and stone.

He has a handsome face, a jade tree in the wind, a graceful smile on his face, and a noble aura exuding from his body, which makes people can't help but feel admiration and talk to him.

"Bold, the five princes are coming, why don't you hurry up and greet you?"

A neutral voice sounded, and several extraordinary retinues poured out one after another behind the distinguished man.

Jiang Feiqing's eyes flickered, although Murong Lie's murder was a big accident in the royal city, but he had lost his status as a general and became a cloth cloth, which was not enough to alarm the prince of the dynasty to come to investigate.

I don't know if this noble prince came to find out the reason, as he said, by the edict of the Holy Emperor.

Or is there something else going on?