Chapter 257: On the Bridge
Xue Ying was dizzy, and it took a while to realize who this Ye clan was, and then she was stunned for a moment and looked at King Sui blankly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
"The Ye family apologized for his death for his crimes, and the emperor has decided not to pursue you, you can go. β
Xue Ying's ears were full of buzzing sounds, and she staggered off the bed, her feet limp and fell to her knees, but she didn't seem to be aware of the sharp pain in her knees at all, and continued to rush outside.
There were no guards to stop her, and a figure that appeared was pushed away by her, and she turned a deaf ear to what was said in her ear, and there was only one thought in her heart: Suiwang Mansion, she was going to Suiwang Mansion.
"Xue Ying!" someone grabbed her fiercely, "You calm down." β
"Send me to Suiwangfu, please send me to Suiwangfu. Xue Ying tugged at the person's sleeve, and her eyes couldn't focus at all, so she didn't realize that the person she was holding was Xue Qi.
"Okay, I'll send you there. Xue Qi agreed, and after going out, he took Xue Ying on his horse and galloped away.
When she arrived at the Suiwang Mansion, Xue Ying didn't wait for Xue Qi to make a move, she had already fallen down by herself, stumbled into the main hall, and the moment she saw the person in the coffin, the tears that she had endured for a long time finally gushed out.
"Mother!"
Princess Sui was silent, a shocking blood stain condensed in the middle of her forehead, her eyes were closed, and she would not give anyone a response.
Xue Ying trembled and gently touched Princess Sui's cold and thin face, and then grabbed her hand and put it on her face helplessly, crying bitterly.
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In the deserted mourning hall, Xue Ying was wearing filial piety clothes, kneeling on the ground in despair, her eyes swollen.
No one came to the funeral all day, and she knelt like this all day. After Liao Yunxi entered the door, he saw her like this, and he was immediately distressed. After kneeling down, he came to Xue Ying and said in a deep voice: "The county lord, please mourn and change." β
Xue Ying's eyelashes didn't move, as if she hadn't heard anything.
"County Lord?" Liao Yunxi stretched out his hand to remind her, but heard her say coldly:
"Madame, please come back. β
Looks like she still doesn't want to see her. Liao Yunxi had no choice but to leave.
An old lady came in and whispered in Xue Ying's ear: "County Lord, the princess ordered before she died that you should leave Anjing City immediately after her funeral. β
Xue Ying blinked and looked at this grandmother a little blankly.
Mama said: "The princess was bent on death, but now she has finally found an excuse." But she has one more wish: she wants you to live well. β
Tears slipped down again, Xue Ying opened her lips and responded in a dumb voice: "Okay." β
For various reasons, Princess Sui's funeral was extremely simple, and she was buried three days later, just like her life: cold, boring, and short.
Xue Ying listened to the princess's words, and after the funeral, she got into the carriage arranged by the housekeeper and went to Jiuquan Villa.
Although it was already early spring, the temperature plummeted due to a few rains. The roads were muddy, and the carriages were not moving fast.
Xue Ying leaned against the carriage window, her expression was in a trance, and she was still wearing filial piety clothes - her things had already been taken away by Qiaoya and them, and now she had nothing on her except this set of filial piety clothes.
There was a river in front of it, and the water level had risen sharply due to the previous rains, and the turbulence was booming. After the carriage got on the bridge, it suddenly stopped, Xue Ying's body shook and hit the door panel hard, and she couldn't help but come back to her senses with a painful cry.
"Bold, you are...... Ahh As soon as the guards following the carriage reached the window, they were cut by several black shadows and thrown into the rushing river.
All this happened so fast that Xue Ying couldn't react at all. She was secretly frightened, and then realized that she did not have any poison with herβshe had not dared to bring it before because she was going to enter the palace.
There was a moment of silence after the men had killed her driver and guards, and she was nervous when the door suddenly opened, revealing a grinning face.
Xue Ying gasped and almost screamed, but in the end, she just stared at each other with a white face.
That person doesn't look hideous, he is not very old, he has a rough manhood, and when he smiles, he shows two rows of neat teeth, but it makes people feel unprovoked. "Hey, it's you?" he was puzzled for a moment, then suddenly pinched her face and looked at the scar on the left side of her face, "Oh, no. It looks quite similar, but unfortunately a fake is a fake, and the quality is too poor. β
Xue Ying immediately affirmed one thing: this person knew Xue Yao.
"You're unlucky, you passed by here at this time, and you just wanted to grab someone for random use. The man scratched his back with a big knife, and his smile grew bigger and bigger, "I heard that she doesn't like you, and killing you is just a good gift for her." β
How could he say such a heartbroken word with such a relaxed and happy expression?!
Perverted!
Xue Ying was sneering in her heart, and she had been rudely pulled outside the carriage by another person. The spring breeze was precipitous, and she fought several cold wars.
The pervert with the big knife was standing in the middle of the bridgehead road with his legs crossed, with his back to her, and he was followed by five subordinates, all of whom were wearing a tiger's back and a body of meat, one of them grabbed Xue Ying and held a knife to her neck.
What are they waiting for.
Xue Ying vaguely felt as if she had become a hostage again. Could it be that these people are from the First Moon Pavilion again?!
In the distance, a carriage came galloping, and the road was muddy, but the horses were galloping, and their posture was still beautiful. It wasn't long before the carriage stopped five or six feet away. Horses are good horses, but the decoration of the carriage is simple and plain, and there is nothing special about it.
When the coachman saw the posture of these people, his eyes widened and he looked frightened, turned around and whispered the situation to the people in the carriage, and he didn't know what order he received, so he suddenly jumped out of the carriage and fled, looking like that, he was just an ordinary person.
"Hahaha!" the leader with the big knife laughed, "Your subordinates have all fallen for my plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, and you are a cripple, I want to see how you can escape from the palm of this king's hand this time!"
The partition behind the carriage was lowered with a "thud", creating a steep downward slope, and a wheelchair slid slowly out of the carriage with the sound of wheels. The man in the wheelchair was dressed in white and had black hair, and he turned around to face everyone without hurrying.
Xue Ying used to feel that something was emitting a soft light when she saw this person, full of dreamlike beauty, but this time she was an exception, the moment she saw this person, she only felt that her eyes were dark.
The gloomy sky, the muddy road that spread into the distance, the weeds that had just been destroyed by the wind and rain on the side of the road, none of this could detract from the brilliance brought by the man, on the contrary, his appearance made it seem as if it had been re-rendered, showing a different kind of beauty.
Xue Ying heard the man holding the knife on her neck grunt and swallowed hard.
"Him. Mother. The man who took the lead smacked hard, "Don't you feel disgusting that you make yourself look like a man and a woman who is not a man or a woman and brings disaster to the country and the people?"