Jian Ke suddenly looked back, everyone in the room changed to white, and she opened her beautiful eyes angrily: "Who allowed you to wear this unfortunate clothes?" Replace them all for me! ”

The subordinates bowed their heads one after another, not daring to look at the mother's eyes.

Yin Dong was also sad in his heart when he saw this, trembling his body, kneeling down on his knees, and bowing and saying: "Niangniang, the prince is gone, please take care of the princess and the slaves!" The prince needs to tidy up his appearance, he needs to change into closet clothes, Niangniang, the old slave knows that the prince went suddenly, and Niangniang can't accept it, but it's not a way to let the prince lie down like this......"

When Jian Ke heard this, he bit his lower lip tightly, gently tugged at the placket on his chest, and gasped for breath, as if he could alleviate the feeling of heartache by doing so.

After a long time, she finally got up slowly and muttered in a low voice, "Wait! Wait, okay? ”

Seeing this, Danqing stepped forward and helped the crumbling mother, who didn't cry or make trouble like this, which made her even more worried.

With tears in his eyes, he choked up and said, "Niangniang, the slave will help you go to the rattan chair and lie down for a while!" ”

- Three days later, Feng Lian still did not move, Jian Ke endured the pain, and finally ordered a funeral.

The news of the death of the war king was also reported to the Zongren Mansion, and this matter could no longer be hidden from the people of the world.

But after Feng Tianqi heard the news of the return of the Zongren Mansion, he didn't believe in Feng Lian's death, and thought that he had assassinated him three or four times, but he didn't succeed.

At this moment, he was suddenly told the news of Feng Lian's violent death, how could he believe it?

He wanted to see Feng Lian's corpse with his own eyes.

When Feng Tianqi took Mo Du and a team of Red Lian Army to the street not far from the Zhan Wang's Mansion, a crowd of people who were black and oppressive, blocking their way forward, these people were all poor people from Kyoto, and many of them came from the surrounding cities.

The sad cries of the people are more real than the atmosphere of national mourning when the emperor was on his grand trip.

"The emperor has arrived—"

The accompanying eunuch shouted to take over.

The courtiers who came to mourn learned that the emperor was coming, and they came out of the mourning hall and knelt down to greet them, but none of the people from the palace came out.

Feng Tianqi was not annoyed, and walked into the mourning hall in a good mood.

I saw that the mourning hall was white, the big word in the middle was particularly conspicuous, and the coffin had not yet been covered, Feng Tianqi excitedly stepped forward to take a look.

Zuo Meng and Min Ying were dressed in sackcloth as retainers, and when they saw their master's rivals coming to explore the truth, they felt uncomfortable, and the two of them stepped forward at the same time to stop Feng Tianqi.

Seeing this, Mo Du was between the two of them and the emperor, and the moment he saw Zuo Meng, he was a little surprised: "You are not dead!" ”

Zuo Meng saw that Mo Du, a dog thief, dared to appear in front of him, and said angrily: "You despicable villain, are you here to send you to death today?" ”

Mo Du laughed when he heard this: "Brother Zuo, the coming day is long, today's truce, you and I will have a chance in the future!" ”

"Zuo Meng, is this dog thief hurting you?"

Although Min Ying's martial arts are not as good as Mo Du, he is a bloody person.

He didn't forget that the prince asked him to report the "soul devouring scattering" for his mother

Feud.

Min Ying stepped forward and showed the sword he was wearing, and the sword was unsheathed and pointed directly at Mo Du: "Dog thief, today is either you die or I die!" ”

Seeing this, Mo Du took a step back, pulled out the sword on the waist of his subordinates, and said unruly: "Then it depends on whether you have this ability!" ”

So, Min Ying and Mo Du fought with each other, and the sword collided with each other

Voiced...... Jian Ke and Qin Wanrong wore linen and filial piety in front of the coffin, kneeling silently and quietly.

No one got up to stop the fight between Min Ying and Mo Du, and no one cared about Feng Tianqi's rudeness, and the two of them threw the dark paper in their hands into the incinerator with expressionless faces.

Jian Ke felt that this time was even more unreal than the last time Feng Lian faked his death, he always felt that Feng Lian had died and lived once, and he could also wake up this time, but after so many days, he was still lying lifeless, and he didn't look like he was going to wake up at all.

If Feng Tianqi can wake Feng Lian up, she will definitely thank him again, but Feng Lian has never woken up from beginning to end.

Qin Wanrong didn't know the hidden secret, she always thought that she was the side concubine of the war king, and she also wanted to replace Jian Ke, the concubine, one day, but she didn't even have time to plan, they had already become helpless widows.

Feng Tianqi looked at Feng Lian in the coffin, his thin lips raised slightly, and said in his heart: Twin disasters to the country?

Hehe, I don't know why the ancestors were so ridiculous to believe in cursed words!

Look at my invincible second brother, who still hasn't died a cold corpse?

He subconsciously reached out to probe Feng Lian's snort, and then put two fingers against his cold neck to test his pulse...... After a long time, Feng Tianqi's frowning eyebrows slowly unfolded, and his thin lips provoked a cold smile, and then he actually stood in front of Feng Lian's coffin and laughed.

His wanton laughter was in strong contrast to the desolation of the palace, and he laughed unscrupulously: "Feng Lian is really dead, he is really dead, finally dead!" Haha, it's really an eye! ”

Jian Ke couldn't bear it anymore, raised his eyes faintly, glanced at Feng Tianqi, who was laughing wildly, and said indifferently: "Has the emperor seen enough?" ”

"Ahem"

Feng Tianqi concealed his smugness, but his fair and smooth face was still full of smiles: "Princess Lian, the festival is changing!" ”

"If you are tired of the emperor, the spirit of the prince in the sky will also be grateful!"

Jian Ke said in a flat tone, throwing a piece of paper with Sanskrit runes into the furnace.

She is reminding me that if people have a spirit in the sky, they will definitely watch what I do and let me do it myself?

But Feng Tianqi was in a good mood because of Feng Lian's death, and he didn't want to argue with the woman's family, so he said like a gift: "The second brother has been fighting on the battlefield for more than ten years, and I am the hero of Dajing, I specially allow the second brother to be buried in the imperial mausoleum ......."

Oh, what a gift!

Jian Ke didn't bow to Feng Tianqi, and said indifferently: "Thank you, Lord Longen!" ”

Only the emperor and the concubines of the harem can be buried in the imperial mausoleum, Feng Lian is just a meritorious vassal king, Feng Tianqi actually allowed him to be buried in the imperial mausoleum, what did he think?

Could it be that it was specially made for the officials and the people to see?

Here Min Ying and Mo Du are inseparable, and Mo didn't go all out, not to leave Min Ying a way to live, but for the emperor to explain that he can't make trouble in the near future.

Chi Lianjun has become the target of joint impeachment between the government and the opposition, if he kills the king's right-hand man without scruples at the funeral of the king of war, it will inevitably cause public indignation, in order not to add chaos to the emperor, he has to only defend and not attack!

Just when Mo Du was defeated and retreated, on the high wall of the war king, a figure holding a sword swooped in, this person was wearing a hat, white veil, she couldn't see her appearance clearly, but she could vaguely judge from her slender figure that she was an extraordinary woman.

"Dog Emperor, take your life!"

I only heard her coquettish shout, and the sword went straight to Feng Tianqi's chest.

When Feng Tianqi heard the sound, he quickly withdrew towards the mourning hall and exclaimed: "Mo Du, escort!" ”

Mo Du suddenly turned around, and was shocked to see that the emperor was in danger, so he struggled to block Min Ying, and met him face to face at this moment, not forgetting to give an order to Chi Lianjun: "Escort!" ”

Min Ying saw that she had no choice but to put away her sword, stood beside Zuo Meng, and said to the people around her: "What do you think she has a chance of winning?" ”

Zuo Meng didn't pay attention to the woman, and when he heard his brother say this, he raised his eyes and saw this woman's familiar skills, suddenly stiffened his body, and said secretly: Senior sister!

He subconsciously wanted to step forward to help Mei Shu, but Min Ying grabbed him: "Your injury is not healed, it is not appropriate to use force, let's see the situation!" ”

Jian Ke, who had been silent in front of the spirit, suddenly got up and shouted angrily: "Stop!" My palace is not a battlefield, you have to fight out, don't disturb the purity of the prince! ”

When the palace guards heard the sound, they flew towards the mourning hall one after another, and there were guards in mourning clothes in all directions, what was the situation of the scene...... The guard Wen did not give an order, so he just waited to stand outside the Red Training Army and wait and see what happened.

Min Ying swallowed her saliva, and just provoked a fight herself, will Niangniang blame herself for not being reckless?

Those Chilian troops were all masters, and more than 100 people were firmly besieged by Mei Shu.

No matter how good Mei Shu is, he can't beat a hundred with one.

Seeing that she was about to be captured by the Chi Lian Army, a slender figure suddenly appeared, scattering the Chi Lian Army at a rapid speed.

Seeing him with his bare hands, Mei Shu's slender body had fallen into his arms, and the palace guards and Chi Lianjun present had no time to see this person's appearance, and they had disappeared without a trace, as if Mei Shu and this person had never appeared at all.

Zuo Meng and Mo both saw the hidden figures, each with their own thoughts.

Senior Sister Mei Shu is unharmed, who is her person?

Zuo Meng thought about it in every way, and what he thought about most was their master, but that person's aura was completely different from that of the master...... When Zuo Meng came to his senses, the first thing he did was to send people to the ravine full of corpses, but his subordinates returned, and when they went to see the scene was terrible, those corpses were all mutilated, and almost none of them were complete.

Zuo Meng vaguely felt that nothing would happen to the master, and the Shenwu Hall was tragically destroyed, but where did the master go?

-- The sunset was fiery red, red as weeping blood, staining the sky red, and illuminating the earth red.

On the outskirts, thatched huts are dilapidated.

On the low table, a hat and a white veil were on top of a low table, and a woman leaned leaning obliquely.

A man dressed in white stepped forward and "hissed" her plain white shirt

With a bang, a hole was torn open, and the scabbed sword wound on the white left shoulder cracked open again.

She frowned, her delicate little face crimson, I don't know if it was because of the pain in the wound, or because of the shame of the man's actions.

He drugged her, she endured the pain, bit her lower lip, and for a long time, she asked in a low voice, "Why did you save me again and again?" ”

"Miss Mei Shu is really not afraid of death!"

The man replied in a non-conformist manner.

The powder touched the wound, her aching teeth cracked her mouth, and a trace of fine sweat oozed from her full forehead.

Xiu's eyebrows stretched slightly, and she spoke again: "I ask you, why did you save me again and again?" What was your intention in sneaking into my Shenwu Hall that day? ”