"What's wrong?"

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"Back to the county king, the county lord is a little uncomfortable and wants to come down to breathe......"

"Now?" Zamulin's brow tightened even deeper, and his heart began to drum around, pondering what was to come.

"The county lord said that he wanted to take one last look at the Zhongwang Mansion."

As soon as this reason came out, and in front of the thousands of onlookers around, Zamulin couldn't disagree, so he had to nod his head, and gently explained to the maid that you should carefully support the county lord.

The maid really held it very carefully, and when Xia Yejin got off the sedan chair, her arms were pulled very tightly, and the maid's nails were almost embedded in the flesh.

The Tonghui River winds and turns, passing through the part of the Great Bell Tower Diagonal Street, and has become a unique section of the capital. Painting boats and merchant ships come and go, so that the stiff and cold north is actually contaminated with the atmosphere of the land of fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River.

Xia Yejin slowly took small steps and came to the riverside covered bridge to stand still.

Looking into the distance, you can vaguely see the face of the Zhongwang Mansion. A little further, you can even vaguely imagine the merchant ships sailing away from Tongzhou Port outside the city.

It's time.

Xia Yejin turned her head sideways and smiled at the vigilant maid beside her, and then leaned back slightly and hit her chin directly. The maid didn't expect Xia Yejin to suddenly fight back, and subconsciously took a step back and wanted to pull out the dagger, but her wrist was kicked, and as soon as she was in pain, the dagger fell to the ground.

There was a commotion around, Xia Yejin jumped a step and jumped into the Tonghui River before those backups arrived.

The cold river was rushing towards her from all directions, and she gritted her teeth and was about to kill herself by pulling out the dagger hidden in her sleeve with the last bit of strength, when she saw a figure rushing towards her.

Zhao Mu!?

Xia Yejin's whole person is not good. Didn't you make him wait downstream? What are you doing here?

As soon as the thought flashed, the other party had already rushed to the front and took her into his arms, as if trying to drag her downstream.

The water surface fluctuated more and more, and it seemed that Zamulin's people had come down.

Xia Yejin felt a little helpless, and the force of the hoop around her waist was getting bigger and bigger. In fact, it's okay, she suddenly wanted to open her mouth to comfort Zhao Mu, Gong Chen will not see death without help, even if she dies this time, she can still come back to life when she returns to modern times. And all he has to do is to protect himself and live well. Maybe they'll be able to meet again next time.

Zhao Mu stubbornly refused to let go, and he couldn't speak in the water, Xia Yejin could only reach out and pat him on the shoulder, then closed his eyes vigorously, and pulled out the dagger hidden in his sleeve.

She used her last strength to push Zhao Mu away violently, and stabbed the dagger into her heart with her backhand.

All the sounds were gone.

The white expanse around makes people chill. The extreme calmness that comes with this extreme loneliness can indeed give people the illusion that they will do nothing and leave no regrets. It's a pity that this feeling was only fleeting, and Xia Yejin soon fell into a whirlpool of confusion and dizziness.

On the seventh day, on the beach downstream of the Cao Canal, a decomposed female corpse was found. Her face was blurred, and the only thing she could make out was her bright red dress.

On the ninth day, the manuscript left by the lord of Zhenmin was found, which recorded in detail the various crimes of Zamulin, the king of the county of Erjin, and almost every crime had corresponding evidence, and there was no room for refutation. Empress Chabi was heartbroken, and Kublai Khan was furious and directly planned to destroy the Erjin family, and only after the petition of Lian Xixian and other Confucian ministers that the rest of the Erjin family was also a victim, finally agreed to only punish Zamulin with a split.

On the eleventh day, the title and fief of Burigud were restored.

On the forty-ninth day, after seven or forty-nine consecutive days, the lord of Zhenmin was finally buried. Because he was not married during his lifetime, he used the ceremony of a royal maiden and was buried in the imperial mausoleum of Chahar, nicknamed Joan of Arc.

Five years later.

After five days of wandering the endless sea, the merchant ship finally came to a halt in a small, slightly dilapidated but noisy harbor. When his feet stepped on the solid ground, Zhao Mu finally breathed a sigh of relief, he no longer wanted to endure the sea life full of sea breeze and a sense of nothingness.

Unfortunately, it didn't take long for him to frown again, the heavy smell of the sea and the sticky and wet smell still made him feel uncomfortable.

Luzon is not big, but it is still a bit difficult to find a restaurant.

In the noisy voices that he couldn't understand, it was already dark after Zhao Mulian finally figured out the direction.

Detai Building is located in the north of the Luzon capital in the square gate, the building is not large, and the lobby is often overcrowded. It is a small couple who run the building. The male shopkeeper is a young man in his early twenties, a bookish body, white and elegant, who does not seem to be poisoned by the sharp sea breeze at all, not to mention the female shopkeeper, the smoke and dust are not clean, and everyone who has seen it thinks that it is a little better than the female Bodhisattva in the temple.

When Zhao Mu walked in, the male shopkeeper was about to close, and when he saw the arrival, he was stunned.

Burigud didn't expect Zhao Mu to come to Luzon, and Zhenmin didn't expect it, so now the three of them are sitting in the tea hall on the second floor of Detai Building, and they don't know what to say for a while.

On the slightly old low table is an old-fashioned box of sugar cubes, which contains the glutinous sugar peculiar to Luzon, wrapped in colorful oiled paper, which looks good, but is actually too sweet. Through the carved wooden windows covered with thick white veil, you can see a small garden behind the first floor, planted with flowers and plants that cannot be named, and it looks like a specialty here.

The three of them drank flower tea by themselves, and in the end, it was Zhao Mu who spoke first, "I'...... I'm just going to Johor, so I'm going to see ......" and subconsciously reached out and scratched his head, with hesitation in his words, as if he was looking for the right words.

He knew that the two people in front of him didn't want people to know their identities, let alone have anything to do with the past and Yuanda, but even after so many years, he was still a little relieved, and he always felt obliged to confirm whether they were still alive and well.

"Zhao Huwei has a heart...... Bu Rigude smiled and glanced at Zhen Min who was sitting next to him, as if he saw Zhao Mu's intention, he said, the two of us have lived well here over the years, and your help that day, Min Min and I will always be grateful in our hearts.

Zhao Mu smiled, picked up the flower tea in front of him and poured it down.

He didn't really care if he would be cherished at all. If he could, if he could be a little more selfish, he hoped that Xia Yejin would stay here alive forever, instead of disappearing forever in the icy waters of the Tonghui River instead of Zhenmin. (To be continued.) )