Slippery –

Yang Yue'er wiped her mouth, looked left and right, and asked loudly, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Yuhe felt that her previous worries were redundant, and got up and got out of bed.

"We asked my father to ask, and then my father came and told us. ”

"Wait for me!"

The two little guys happily ran into Li Mingyue's study, but there was no Li Mingyue inside.

"Hey, my uncle isn't here. ”

"Let's go and ask my mother, and if my father is really in trouble, my mother can ask about it. ”

The two found Fu Mei'e walking towards the house in the courtyard.

"Mother, where is my father?"

"Why are you looking for your father again? Your father was called by General Liu not long ago, maybe he is on his way to the West Devouring City at this time. ”

"Huh, how can this be!"

"Auntie, can you do us a small favor?"

Fu Mei'e looked at Yang Yue'er's innocent and lovely face again and smiled slightly.

"Yue'er, you're so smart, you still need me to do a little favor!"

As he spoke, he suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged Yang Yue'er, who wanted to turn around and run away.

Yang Yue'er was caught and couldn't move, and when she was in a panic, she saw Xiao Yuhe's blinking eyes.

Before Fu Mei'e was in trouble, she turned around quickly, smiled smartly, opened her little arms, and made a gesture to hold Fu Mei'e.

"Auntie, Yue'er misses you so much. ”

"Stop! You two little ones are playing this trick right in front of me, and I can still trick you!"

Both of them smiled instantly, and they both forgot that they had planned this method between Skylark City and Shangcho City.

"Anyway, I'm sure of your face!"

After Fu Mei'e finished speaking, Yang Yue'er was about to dodge, and her smooth little face had been pinched.

"Ahh

......

Yang Yue'er squatted aside, her two little hands kept rubbing her cheeks, and her whole face was bitter.

Xiao Yuhe is talking to Fu Mei'e, her voice and appearance, she is extremely cute and well-behaved.

"Is that okay?"

"Absolutely not! On this big night, you actually asked a woman to go to a man's house to inquire about something! What the hell did I teach you before!"

"Oh, Mother, help, we really want to know!"

"No, the most I can do is promise you to ask you tomorrow morning!"

"Ahh

Seeing that Fu Mei'e's face sank, Xiao Yuhe hurriedly pulled Yang Yue'er and ran into the room.

"Don't forget to ask us tomorrow!

......

Boom –

A silver serpent flashed in the sky, and the dark earth shone as bright as day, and a deafening sound rolled from the sky.

Yang Fengqing stood by the window, looking out without blinking.

"Childe, it's time to rest. ”

A clear and elegant voice sounded behind him, Yang Fengqing stepped back, closed the window, turned around and walked to the bed.

Di Zixin followed behind him, her cheeks quietly reddening.

Yang Fengqing was about to unbutton the button, when Di Zixin, who was a head shorter than him, walked quickly in front of him from behind him, and put two small hands on his button one step ahead of him.

"Childe, I'll come. ”

Yang Fengqing's face was silent, and his two hands were staggered from Di Zixin's hands.

"No, you can go over there and rest. ”

Over there, it was not another room, it was a new bed separated from Yang Fengqing's bed by a curtain.

Di Zixin turned his head to look at the bed, then at Yang Fengqing, and turned to walk towards Yang Fengqing's bed.

"I-I can warm Childe's bed. ”

Yang Fengqing reached out and grabbed Di Zixin's arm and turned her around.

Di Zixin's face was red, and there was determination in his eyes.

"I-"

Yang Fengqing interrupted her.

"There are many ways you can do things for your family besides the body, go to your bed and sleep. ”

"But a word of war, although I don't want your body, you don't want to run away!"

Di Zixin glanced at Yang Fengqing and nodded.

"I know. ”

......

Before dawn, the sound of the rain outside began to be covered by the noise of drums scattered from the palace.

"Half an hour later, the first emperor came out of the spirit! All the people waited on both sides of Shenghua Street!"

Shenghua Street, the avenue from the Imperial Palace to the Emperor's Mausoleum.

After those shouts, countless figures began to emerge and gather on Shenghua Street.

After two days of silence, many women's voices came from Yue'e Tower, and soon, the women who usually dress lightly are all dressed in black clothes today.

After the women walked out of Yue'e Tower, there were hundreds of men dressed as slaves.

Among them, in addition to the miscellaneous servants of Yue'e Building, there is also a special guest of a certain woman.

Thousands of people joined the endless flow of people, and finally stood by Shenghua Street with other people.

As soon as half an hour arrived, mournful music sounded everywhere in the capital.

Half an hour later, the palace maid in white plain clothes held a bamboo basket and kept sprinkling the white flowers in the basket behind the vocal musicians.

After they walked through, nine hundred and ninety-nine uniformed Praetorian Guards carried nine golden ropes on their shoulders and slowly approached.

Tears were streaming down everyone's cheeks and eyes were still watering.

Then came the innumerable treasures drawn by the wagons, which would be buried in the ground, and would not appear again in the world except for the chaos of the world.

A golden rope passed through the treasures, and a huge coffin began to appear.

Under the coffin, there were 999 people supporting him.

On both sides of the coffin, all the people knelt in unison.

The coffin arrived at the location where the people in Yue'e Tower were located, and the people in Yue'e Tower knelt down like everyone else.

After the coffin, the Janissaries walked on either side, his hands resting on the hilt of his sword, and he glanced around maliciously.

In the midst of them, one after another, men, women, and children of extraordinary momentum came on foot.

The woman in the front is dressed in a white plain dress, without any powder, and can still eclipse any woman around who would look good on her own.

The autumn rain was slightly cool, the autumn wind was gusting, and her thin body shook gently from time to time.

Ying Xuemei Xuexue's eyes were calm, looking straight ahead, as for what she thought in her heart, no one knows.

Passing the place where many women had gathered, she suddenly turned her head and swept over, then looked ahead again.

Until everyone in the royal family walked through Shenghua Street, there were no accidents, and the tense atmosphere in the crowd gradually relaxed.

However, they could not leave yet, and they could not return until all the princes and nobles had returned.

......

What was the burial process of Jiuzhi, how many people were martyred, and how many treasures were buried for him, not to mention ordinary people, even ordinary ministers do not know.

The people who were waiting in the autumn wind and autumn rain coughed more and more intensively.