Although there are many preparations ahead, because this is a special period, the process to be taken when it is really time to be buried is very simple.

Even some of the original preparations were canceled, and even the Beigong family did not dare to be extravagant and wasteful in front of the emperor and many court officials.

If you tell the truth, you will always pay the price in the future.

Ying Xuemei didn't listen to the dissuasion of hundreds of officials, and insisted on walking to Shi Le's funeral, and Yang Fengqing kept standing two feet behind Ying Xuemei.

When the tomb door closed, Yang Fengqing exhaled, and his regret was finally a little less.

The team walked back, and Yang Fengqing and Ying Xuemei did not communicate as always.

Not to mention communication, since the beginning and end of the funeral, the eyes of the two have not touched.

This made many people who followed them even more confused, and Xian Maodian and others became more and more sure of their guesses.

When everyone returned to the high platform again, it was already unitary.

"You're standing there!"

Before Ying Xuemei came to the high platform, she said to Yang Fengqing behind her.

Yang Fengqing couldn't figure out what Ying Xuemei was going to play, so she stood behind the table obediently.

Ying Xuemei walked to the high platform and sat on the chair that had already been arranged: "What do you say he has done?"

Xian Maodian looked left and right, and no one spoke, so he had to be the first bird again: "Tell the emperor, this person not only pretended to be the son of the Yang family, but also wantonly killed our entourage, the crime is extremely heinous, and he should be beheaded by everyone!"

"Anything else?"

"Oh? no. ”

"What about you?

Ying Xuemei asked Li Jingzhong and the others, Yang Fengqing finally came back to his senses, he said why did he always feel a little weird, didn't someone say that Li Jingzhong was an official in Tianxing Prefecture before? Why did Ying Xuemei seem to have forgotten about it?

"Last night, this son also killed Min Jun and Min Gongzi at the Yongsi pro-auction hosted by Beigong Assassin Shi Ding, please let the emperor know!"

Only Che Pengtao stood up to identify Yang Fengqing's crimes, and the other two shook their heads.

Beigong Longyin pursed his lips, just a son of the Min family, he didn't worry at all, he glanced at Shi Xingyu, Shi Xingyu nodded at him, and he nodded at Yang Fengqing.

Ying Xuemei turned her head to look at Yang Fengqing, her tone was as heavy as ever: "Do you have anything to say?"

Yang Fengqing began to feel awkward, this feeling was too strange: "Before, he said that there are human and physical evidence, so I want to ask, where is the human and physical evidence." ”

"Huh?"

Xian Maodian looked at Yang Fengqing like a fool, and plucked out his ears: "What did you say?"

Yang Fengqing didn't look at Xian Maodian, spread out his hands, and looked helpless: "Your Majesty, you also saw it, he is a deaf fool, how can you listen to what the emperor says?"

"Poof—"

The silent crowd let out a lot of laughter, and the mocking Xian Maodian almost exploded on the spot: "You-well, go and get our physical evidence!"

"Yes. ”

A boy behind him answered and ran into a side road.

Not long after, the boy ran back empty-handed and crouched in Xian Maodian's ear.

Xian Maodian suddenly looked at Beigong Longyin, who was standing on the side, looking like he had nothing to do with himself: "Beigong Longyin, you are so bold, you dare to kill my people!"

Beigong Longyin's eyes widened, and he tilted his head sideways: "Hmm, the person who killed you?"

"Y-do you really take us all for fools? But what is the use of you destroying those swords and corpses? Are more than 100,000 people here blind?

The surroundings were quiet, so that the passionate Xianmaodian was stunned on the spot.

Turning his head to look around, more than 100,000 pairs of eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Hit the mark!"

There was a buzzing in the head, and there was only one voice.

Beigong Longyin took a step out at the right time, shaking his head: "How can you not answer Gongzi Xian's words?

"Nope!"

More than 100,000 people shouted at the same time, shaking the unprepared Xian Maodian and many sons and officials who took several steps back.

Beigong Longyin's face did not look good because of the roar of the people, and became even more gloomy: "Yang Gongzi didn't kill anyone, are you all stupid?"

More than 100,000 people looked at Beigong Longyin stupidly, not knowing which one Beigong Longyin was playing.

Xian Maodian was like a drowning man, and caught a life-saving straw: "Beigong Thorn History, it was a kid who was impulsive before, tomorrow I will definitely go to the mansion to thank Beigong Thorn Shi, not for anything else, just for Beigong Thorn Shi's integrity!"

The corners of Beigong Long's mouth were lifted, and his voice was crushed: "Have you forgotten who single-handedly faced an army of 100,000 without changing his face? Have you forgotten who held up a gate of hope for us in the rain of arrows? Have you forgotten his majestic posture when he killed the enemy's head?"

Before the people could speak, the soldiers standing on both sides of the avenue raised their spears: "No!"

"Then did Yang Gongzi kill people?!"

"Kill!"

This time, there are many more voices of the people.

"Should those people be killed?!"

"Damn it!"

Qiu Zitong waved his little arms vigorously and shouted with more than 100,000 people.

"Wasn't the person who should be killed by Yang Gongzi?"

"Yes!"

This sound almost broke everyone's eardrums.

The voice fell, and Beigong Longyin knelt down towards Ying Xuemei: "Your Majesty, this is what happened here, please be clear!"

Ying Xuemei's face has not changed at all since she appeared, and it seems that there is still no change at this time, but she doesn't need to look at it with her eyes, and she can feel it with her heart, and she can feel that she seems to be a different person before and after. looked at Xian Maodian, Li Jingzhong and the others, who were flushed and wanted to say something but couldn't say anything: "Do you have anything else to say?"

"We — we don't, but we keep our word for it. ”

"But now your argument doesn't make sense at all, do you really think I'm ignorant?"

Ying Xuemei suddenly became "furious" and slapped the handrail fiercely.

None of Xian Maodian and the others dared to stand anymore, and knelt down in a hurry: "The emperor forgives the sin, I don't dare to deceive Your Majesty, it's just-"

"It's just what? It's not in the capital, it's not in Tianxing Prefecture, so can't you slander others at will? Can't you cover the sky with one hand, can't you cover my eyes?"

"No, no, we're just-"

"Someone!"

"In!"

Dongfang Xiong took a step forward, and his momentum was thicker than when he fought for Ying Xuemei at that time.

"The emperor forgives the sin, the minister guarantees with his life, there must be some misunderstanding in this, give the old minister a chance to investigate!"

Xian Yongwang hurriedly knelt down and shouted with tears in his eyes.

People here know what the facts are, but sometimes, it's not the facts that matter, it's the position that matters.

They finally understood Ying Xuemei's attitude now, but it was a little late.

"The emperor forgives the sin, all colleagues must not have intended to deceive His Majesty, but were blindfolded by some people. Just kill those who dare to deceive them, and then let them go home and reflect, believing that they will not make the same mistake again in the future. ”

With Ma Ruyi taking the lead, more than a dozen officials pleaded for Xian Maodian and others.

Ying Xuemei had already exposed her attitude, so she simply stopped hiding it, and gave Yang Fengqing a helpless look: "Okay, just deal with what Ma Aiqing said, I'm tired, go back to the palace first." ”

"Congratulations to the emperor. ”

Yang Fengqing looked around, and he was the only one who didn't kneel.

But no one says anything about him, and only fools will talk about him.

After Ying Xuemei left, Yang Fengqing turned around and entered the building where Qiu Zitong and his party were. Some well-intentioned people have been waiting outside the building, but when everyone disperses, Yang Fengqing will not come out again when the night comes.

......

In the Beigong Mansion, Yang Fengqing and Qiu Zitong stayed in their rooms.

He still has a disguise on his face that has not been removed, and he is removing the things on his face for Qiu Zitong, who is also disguised.

"Ahh

"It hurts to move, it hurts to move, what will you do in the future?"

Yang Fengqing threw a piece of things into the garbage basket, squatted in front of Qiu Zitong, and took off her shoes that had increased by half a foot.

"Hee-hee-isn't there a master!"

Qiu Zitong put her arms around Yang Fengqing's neck, first kissed Yang Fengqing's face, and quickly found Yang Fengqing's lips.

Her kissing skills have made great progress, but she was stunned to kiss Yang Fengqing again and again.

Yang Fengqing pushed away the little head that seemed to stick to his head: "What's wrong?"

Qiu Zitong slowly opened his eyes and looked at Yang Fengqing's bulging crotch: "It's nothing, I won't accompany the master to your medicinal bath tonight, Xingyu told me to go to her to sleep." ”

After speaking, he let go of Yang Fengqing and ran out like a gust of wind.

Yang Fengqing raised his hand, but he didn't know what to say.

Glancing at the steaming bucket, he took off his clothes and entered the bucket.

There are good and bad things for a person, the good thing is that you can finally concentrate on soaking, and the bad thing is that you can finally concentrate on soaking.

It should be because of today's fierce fighting, there is a feeling of coolness in many wounds, Yang Fengqing slowly closed his eyes.

After a few breaths, the right eyelid opens and closes, and the breath is more stable.

Whew-

A cool breeze blew through the door and disappeared.

The room was very quiet, all you could hear was the other sounds outside the courtyard.

Whoop -

Smack-

Yang Fengqing looked at the beautiful face that was pinched by his neck, but he was not panicked, especially the snow eyes with mist floating, and the murderous aura in his eyes was quickly filled with overflowing tenderness: "Why are you so easy to look like this? and temperament, it's not the same." ”

Ying Xuemei slapped Yang Fengqing's arm away, looked down at the shameless thing, and slowly walked to the bed.

At this time, she was wearing the uniform of a former sergeant, and she also carried a saber at her waist.

Yang Fengqing felt that the beating of his heart seemed to have become smaller, and the oxygen supplied to all his organs had become less, which was stuffy and very uncomfortable.

Pick up the silk cloth that was placed aside and wipe it indiscriminately, enclose the vital parts, and step out of the bucket.

Ying Xuemei sat on the bed, stretched out her palm, and slowly stroked it on the bed.

The more Yang Fengqing looked at it, the more he felt the boredom in his heart was intense: "Xuemei, what's wrong with you?"

"I-woo-woo-I'm not who I used to be, I'm dirty, I-I-"

Ying Xuemei broke down and cried, lying on the quilt, her body shaking because she was too sad.

Although he had been mentally prepared, hearing this sentence from Ying Xuemei's mouth still made Yang Fengqing very uncomfortable.

It's not about everything, it's just about the purity between them.

He is not a saint, and not only does he have no need for that, but the need is greater than that of ordinary people.

It's just that he didn't want to be in such a hurry, and he did something that only happened once in a lifetime at such a young age.

He wanted to slowly lift Ying Xuemei's skull in a red room lit with candles when the two of them were mature and Ying Xuemei could clearly see every moment between them, holding her jade face in his hand, and gently kissing her rosy lips...

Step by step, treat with the tenderness of his life.

But now—

The warm heart was like a crack open, and the knife wind rushed in, constantly cutting his heart.

But seeing Ying Xuemei so sad, what can he do? And in all this, is there one less reason for him?