Lu Qingyu washed her face with tears all day long, and Huang Fujun was worried, she had only given birth to a child for herself for two months, and her body was still weak. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info but now, I have no other way to soothe the sadness in her heart than to accompany her.

If it weren't for the importance of this matter, he would tell his wife the inside story of this matter, and his heart would be equally uncomfortable to see her so sad!

"Lord Wang." Lu Qingyu raised his head from his arms and looked at the man in the courtyard below the attic who kept pouring wine into his mouth, and his heart was sour again, there was really a deep love between the little sister and Qin Ao!

"It's not a way for him to drink like this again......"

Huang Fujun raised his hand to brush the broken hair at the corner of her forehead, her heart was sullen, she herself looked weak, how could she still be in the mood to worry about others? What he's worried about now is her body! Huang Fujun sighed, "It's okay, I'll persuade him later." It's time for the things left behind by Qingying to be handed over to him. ”

"Hmm!" Lu Qingyu bowed slightly, and a moment of sadness flashed in his eyes again, "Don't be too anxious, I'm afraid he won't be able to stand it." ”

Huang Fujun nodded, "Don't worry!" I'm measured. He paused as he spoke, "Yu'er, can you go to bed and take a nap?" You haven't had much rest these days, and it's hard for me to see you like this. ”

Lu Qingyu met his eyes, unable to bow her head, she didn't want him to worry, and then walked into the inner room with the help of the maid.

It wasn't until he couldn't see her back that Huang Fujun withdrew his eyes, looked down, and took out a letter from his arms.

It had been three days since Qin Ao knew that Qingying was dead. Everyone knew that he was worried in his heart, and there was no way to stop him, so he could only let him drink! Rather than letting him get drunk outside and not knowing what would happen, it would be better to be in the palace, at least drunk, and they could see it.

Huangfu Junyuan also had a laissez-faire attitude, hoping that he could figure it out on his own, but now it seems that if he didn't give him some stimulation, Qin Ao would not have been able to sober up! Although Yu'er told him not to be too anxious, Qin Ao is now like this, which is really annoying to watch!

Qin Ao is by no means the kind of person who can't bear things, he still believes this! He just needed an opportunity.

Huang Fujun looked down at the yellow paper envelope in his hand, seeing this, he might not be so decadent anymore, right? Thinking about it, he turned and went down to the attic.

Qin Ao was slumped against the trunk of the tree in rags, and there were many jars scattered around him, large or small. He was full of alcohol, his face was crimson, his eyes were misty, and he had no focus, like a puppet.

Before he could get close to him, Huang Fujun couldn't help frowning.

He seemed to be isolated from the world, and even Huang Fujun stood in front of him as if he were ignoring it, just mechanically raising his hand and pouring wine into his throat.

"Qin Ao!" Huang Fujun screamed, but did not get any response, and seeing that Qin Ao was as unconscious as a walking corpse, he stepped forward and grabbed him by the placket of his clothes and lifted him up from the trunk of the tree he was leaning on, and scolded, "How long are you going to escape?" Do you look worthy of Kiyokage?! ”

Hearing the word "Qingying", Qin Ao came back to his senses and glared at Huang Fujun, "What do you mean?" He asked in a trance, "What do you mean by that?!" How the hell did she die?! Why am I the only ones who survived?! Why?! ”

Listening to the logic in his tone, he doesn't look like a drunk person at all! Huang Fujun sighed in his heart, it would be good if he could get drunk, but his alcohol consumption is too good, it has been two days and one night since he woke up, and the conditioning is still so clear! It's not a way to go on like this, drinking too much wine hurts his body, but if he doesn't get drunk, it's fatal!

"It's been so many days that you thought to ask?" Huangfu Jun said coldly, "Go sleep!" Go to the garden pavilion at midnight tonight, and the king will tell you everything. ”

"I'm going to know now!" Qin Ao roared anxiously, stood up, stumbled under his feet and fell back.

"Look at what you look like now?! Sapph will choose a place for me, too! Huang Fujun waved away his hand that grabbed the corner of his clothes, and shook his long sleeves, "As long as you are still so listless and drunk, I will never tell you what happened here!" And this king will not give the letter left by Qing Ying to a drunkard!! ”

"Lord Wang!" Qin Ao screamed hurriedly, feeling a sullen pain in her heart, Qingying still had a letter left......

"Someone!" Huang Fujun shouted, and the nearby guards immediately ran over, "Throw him into the room for me!" ”

"Yes!"

"Lord Wang!"

Huang Fujun raised his hand to stop him and continued, "This king has always been the same! If you don't do it, don't even think about what comes out of my mouth! Take! ”

Qin Ao drank too much wine, and his hands and feet were weak at this time, how could he be able to defeat Kong Wu's powerful guards, and he was taken down half-dragging and half-pulling.

Huang Fujun sighed again, and at this time, the housekeeper ran in a panic, and he didn't care about etiquette and said eagerly, "Lord Wang! His Royal Highness the Third Prince has come down! ”

Huang Fujun immediately frowned when he heard this, it was really a wave of unsettled waves! Just sent away a trouble and another one! Pursing the corners of his mouth, he ran directly to the lobby without thinking too much.

Huangfu Qianchong stood beside Qingying's coffin in a daze, without saying a word, silent like a sculpture. He held back the tears in his eyes, his heart seemed to be broken piece by piece, and he was speechless in pain.

Three days ago, when he knew that Kiyokage was dead, his heart was already broken! He wanted to come to her immediately, but his father sent someone to put him under house arrest in the palace and not allow him to go out. He knew that his father had always said the same, and Qingying's death could not be fake! But he still didn't want to accept it in his heart, he didn't want to believe it. He didn't know how he spent the past three days, only the feeling of constantly suffering and struggling in pain. All the time, the heart is dripping blood, and even breathing will make the pain spread to the limbs.

Without seeing her, he could still escape and deceive himself, but now, seeing her departed face, the big stone hanging in his heart finally fell, but it was heavily pressed on his body, making him breathless.

After all, it was he who hurt Qingying! It's all because he was in front of his father...... Huangfu Qianchong closed his eyes in pain, and tears slipped out of the corners of his eyes.

"Chichong." Huang Fujun shouted.

Huangfu Qianchong turned his head, met his worried eyes, and twitched the corners of his mouth, pretending to be relaxed, "Cousin, Qingying's future affairs, I have to work!" ”

Then he turned and left, he didn't want to stay here anymore, he was afraid to see her face, that haggard and cold face, always reminding himself that he had harmed her! It also made his heart more painful and bitter.

If he stays here any longer, he'll go crazy! Huangfu Qianchong almost rushed out of the door, and the tears in his eyes could no longer be held, and they all flowed out.

At this time, Feng Luochen and Huangfu Qianchong staggered by, and couldn't help but stop and look back, sighing in their hearts. In the past few days after Qingying's death, the brothers all had sad faces, and I don't know how long it will take for this mood to fade......

Feng Luochen thought about turning around, walked to the lobby, and arched his hand towards Huang Fujun, "See the prince!" ”

Huang Fujun bowed slightly, "Falling dust, after seven years of Qingying, the students of the military school will return to the Eastern Xinjiang Army, but when the time comes, I want you to help me do something, specifically, I will tell you the day after tomorrow, in the future, you will go to the 'Shadow'!" ”

Feng Luochen was stunned and a little puzzled, but he didn't ask much, and said yes.

Huang Fujun whispered a few more words to him, and then left with his head bowed, and he didn't know where he went...... (To be continued.) )