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She said softly to Zhu Wan beside her: "You don't have to go over, just wait here." ”

Zhu Wan was so smoked that her brains were numb, but she nodded and followed Qi Qing'er's steps.

Messy people.

As the name suggests, it is a place where the dead are piled up.

Although it is a post, it is better to say that it is a pit of dozens of acres square.

Inside, there are seven horizontal and eight black, and there is a piece of pressing.

Occasionally, there is a white one.

It was the white bone that was left after a long period of corrosion.

It turns dark blue under the waning moon.

Qi Qing'er came closer, stood on a high place and looked down, bending over and nauseating again.

Her hair was messy in front of her forehead, and she bent over her upper body like this, but her face was still white.

She stiffened up.

Late night silence.

There was the sound of objects writhing in the pit, and if you listened closely, someone was moaning. Recite.

Qi Qing'er and Zhu Wan shied at each other.

I know it.

Those soldiers who came with King Ling were all circled, and those who were half-dead and had that trace of breath and artistic conception swallowed their breath were all in the chaos of the post.

This groan. The groans are the last remnants of those who are dying in this world.

It sounds like it's shivering.

Even Zhu Wan couldn't help but clench Qi Qing'er's hand.

Qi Qing'er glanced around and picked a gentle slope to go down.

There are mountains of corpses here.

It's a bit hard to find a person's shadow.

Got the right groan. The direction of the chant, thinking that King Ling should be with those today. The dead and wounded soldiers who had just been sent were together, and they followed the sound and walked over.

The smell is like a suffocating poison.

Qi Qing'er couldn't help but speed up her steps.

However, he couldn't find King Ling.

She was a little puzzled.

If you don't be with the corpse that just arrived today, where will it be?

At this time, Zhu Wan beside him persuaded again: "Don't look for it, so many people are overlapping, if they are pressed underneath, how can they be found." ”

Qi Qing'er continued to look for it.

Zhu Wan's face turned blue, could it be that she still had to look for the corpse? As soon as the idea popped up, she shook her head desperately and patted her head.

Although the waning moon is bright, it is really not clear to see.

Qi Qing'er asked the two servants who came with him to light a torch.

It is clearly illuminated within tens of meters below.

The scene is simply ...... (A sea of corpses, a sea of blood, a group of white bones, and a dense phobia of corpse maggots-Ji characters, which will not be detailed here)

Qi Qing'er frowned, and the corners of her forehead were dense and sweaty.

Where the line of sight sweeps, try not to leave dead corners.

Finally, King Ling was found on a pile of white bones.

There was not a single arrow on his body, and it was dense. The body was on his side, and it was estimated that there were too many arrows, and there was no place to face him in front or behind, except for the traces of broken arrows on his arms, which were probably broken by the person who dragged him over. His eyes were wide open, unfocused, his mouth was open, and he couldn't speak.

Qi Qing'er turned around and walked away a few steps.

It's better not to look at such a Ling Wang, it's really not as good as the handsome brother in his childhood.

Her memories are cruel enough, barely remembering the good.

She walked up the slope and let the two servants who accompanied her drag King Ling out.

As she passed by, she closed her eyes.

There was a faint feeling of guilt in my heart.

Qi Qing'er instructed the servants to go to the long arrow on King Ling's body, find a place some distance away from the chaotic hill to dig a pit, and bury it.

In the end, no monument was erected.

He is no longer a prince in the end, and he doesn't know how to write a monument after setting up a monument, and it is a big crime to erect a monument to sinners who are sent to the chaotic post.

Zhu Wan simply sprinkled some leaves on the refilled soil.

Qi Qing'er stood aside, closed her eyes and lowered her head and didn't say anything.

Zhu Wan couldn't stand it, and said: "As the saying goes, a slap can't make a sound, if King Ling wants to be really honest, even if he borrows him as a gut and gives him tens of millions of troops, he will not rebel." The county lord did this, and the slave knew in her heart that the county lord was blaming herself. But without you and King Qi, King Ling would always have a day of rebellion. ”

Those who despise and pity are not only to King Ling.

The sea of blood killed in the palace, how many people in it are innocent and passive.

This plan has undoubtedly restored the status of King Qi.

But it also left a deep imprint in Qi Qing'er's heart.

She repeatedly asked herself if she had made the wrong choice when she returned to Beijing, she relieved her hatred and turned over the old case, but she wanted to take the lives of more innocent people, whether she wanted to do so.

Answer...... It's tangled.

"It's different, if King Ling is intent on rebellion, he will never be able to kill the Xuanwu Gate, let alone stand on the gate of Yongcheng and step on the corpses of so many soldiers." Qi Qing'er's words were a little stiff.

Zhu Wan understood what she meant.

Zuo but Yan Song also participated in it, indulged in lust, let King Ling and his army enter the palace, and when Emperor Gao was threatened, Fang began to end.

It's dangerous, but the results are good.

"The person is also buried, and if the county lord continues to stand like this, his body will definitely not be able to hold it. Let's go home! The killing has already begun, and we must not give up halfway, otherwise these dead people will be gone in vain. In the middle of the night, the wind was high, and Zhu Wan said while untying off her outer thin clothes and draping them on Qi Qing'er's shoulders.

Qi Qing'er's jaw.

When he turned around, a hot tear rolled down and landed between the loosened dirt beneath his feet.

When I got back to the house, it was already halfway through the night.

The couple who were still standing by the door disappeared.

Qi Qing'er's heart trembled slightly.

Mo was taken away by the queen again.

Staggered a few steps forward, looking for someone all over the yard.

In the end, a human wall was planted.

The familiar sandalwood is tangy, which is much better than the rancid smell in the chaotic hill.

It's just that she was surprised why she did this comparison.

King Qi gently hugged her shoulders and said, "Huan Yongdai and his wife, I asked someone to move to the East Pavilion." I didn't tell you beforehand, and I scared you. ”

There is something to say in this statement.

Qi Qing'er's careful heart and liver can naturally hear it.

But she didn't ask, but said, "You're also tired for a day, why don't you rest earlier." ”

The two of them said as they walked inside side by side.

After passing through the main hall, no one stopped, and went directly to the sleeping pavilion.

When she arrived at the door of the pavilion, Qi Qing'er realized that King Qi was not coming alone, and there was Chu Qinge behind him.

She looked reluctant to King Qi.

Zhu Wan stepped forward to open the door and lifted the curtain.

Qi Qing'er stopped and glanced at Chu Qingge.

Chu Qin Ge entered the sleeping pavilion as if he understood.

Qi Qing'er looked at King Qi again.

The always deep eyes are still deep, and there is no emotion to be seen, and there is a slight irritability.

Look down.

In the thin clothes on King Qi's arm, thick gauze can be vaguely seen, as well as on the fingers, the upper part of the ring finger is clearly wrapped in three or four circles of gauze, this kind of craftsmanship is Chu Qinge's at a glance.

This injury, King Qi himself will not take it to heart.

King Qi was a little uncomfortable, and hurriedly pinned his hand to the back, and made a gesture of inviting the door frame with his other hand.

Qi Qing'er lowered her eyes, and then asked Zhu Wan to prepare some food that was easy to swallow.

Zhu Wan answered.

Qi Qing'er Fang entered the house.

King Qi followed.

Chu Qinge was not restrained at all, looked at the magnificent decorations in the bedroom, and finally shook his head and said, "These are all rewarded by Emperor Gao." It's hard to imagine what it would be like if you really entered the palace. "It's like talking to yourself.

Qi Qing'er smiled lightly when she heard this, and said, "Miss Chu likes to move some away, I don't need many here." ”

"Excuse me, you just let me take Brother Junsheng away." Chu Qin said.

"What did you say?" Qi Qing'er asked.

Chu Qinge's last sentence was too quiet, like a mosquito muttering, seeing that Qi Qing'er didn't hear it clearly, he threw away the long hair wrapped in his hand and said, "Don't, these are too precious, my Agarwood Pavilion can't hold these things." ”

As he spoke, King Qi walked in. (To be continued.) )