In the luxurious carriage, the virtuous prince nodded thoughtfully, and glanced at a few people who followed into the back alley of the general's mansion, most of the people who watched the excitement had begun to disperse, and from beginning to end, the old general Ling, who loved Ling Yiyi, did not show up. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Go explore at night!"

Far from the noisy streets, there were several ornate or unpretentious carriages parked at the corner, and the owner of the carriage sat in the hidden carriage, silently but equally attentive to the movements of the general's palace.

It seems that the people who have such thoughts are not only the virtuous king, but also the masters of several other carriages, and they also explain to their subordinates.

Who let the Auxiliary General's Mansion control one-half of the troops of the Northern Quarter, the outside world is particularly concerned about the people and affairs of the Auxiliary General's Mansion, whether it is the important ministers of the court or the minions of the royal palaces, they are all thinking about the pros and cons of the death of Ling Yiyi of the General's Mansion.

The alley at the back door of the empty General's Mansion is not spacious, and the quiet alley only allows a big carriage to pass by, and at this time, the back door of the General's Mansion in the alley is full of white cloth strips, and there is a simple mourning hall surrounded by white cloth.

When the fake Ling Yiyi's bones were sent to the door of the General's Mansion, someone in the General's Mansion immediately came out to arrange everything, and the guards escorted the carriage to the back alley.

The mourning hall is covered tightly by a heavy white curtain on all sides, and a portrait of Ling Yiyi is hung on the opposite curtain.

When Mama Zhou, Chunhua and Qiuyu saw the carriage stop, they immediately climbed into the carriage together, and couldn't help but take a breath of cool air the moment they pushed open the wooden door.

The unrecognizable Ling Yiyi's little face was slashed a few times, the little face that couldn't see the original appearance was hideous and terrifying, the skin and flesh were turned out and covered with blood, and the torn long skirt on her body was stained red with blood, because there was no woman with her, so she was not replaced, and the blood was so red that it was shocking.

The real Ling Yiyi's lilac figure hid in the crowd and looked at it secretly, except for a piece of red lying in the carriage, the others couldn't see clearly.

Mama Zhou endured the feeling of nausea, turned her head to look at the spring flowers and autumn rain lying at the door of the carriage retching, and couldn't help but shake her head in her heart. "Bring in the eldest lady's clothes, and wet towels!"

She originally thought that the eldest lady who became decisive and intelligent would be the most promising future in the General's Mansion, and several young ladies stood tallest, but she never thought that the eldest lady would die so miserably.

The third lady and Ling Xuerou, who were standing outside the carriage, saw through the open door and saw the situation inside, and they couldn't help but take a step back and cry even more miserably, "Son,...... Sister......"

Chunhua and Qiuyu flashed fear in their eyes, but they didn't dare to turn around and run away, so they could only bite the bullet and take the brand-new dresses handed by the slaves, as well as wet towels, and rouge headdresses.

Mama Zhou put the things into the carriage one by one, called Chunhua and Qiuyu into the car, closed the door, and helped the fake Ling Yiyi clean up and dress up.

"Miss......" Mo Lan couldn't cry, wanting to break free from the support of the big girl, and rushed to the carriage to see Miss.

The eldest girl is the boss, and she grabbed Mo Lan with a sad look and didn't let her make trouble.

Ma Chao stood quietly aside, his eyes were far-reaching, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The real Ling Yiyi did not have the habit of attending her funeral, she glanced at everyone indifferently as if she was watching a play, and saw the melancholy and sad Ma Chao and the eldest girl, Mo Lan who was about to faint from crying, and several sisters of Pear Blossom with tears, especially Ling Xuerou, Ling Wanrou, turned lightly under her feet, and the lilac figure passed through the crowd watching the lively crowd and exited the alley.

From the time Xiangguoji Temple was plotted to the present, everything I have seen today, coupled with the speculation of the past, has a rough guess about the incident.

She was probably sure that the mastermind behind her plot was most likely her own sister Ling Xuerou and others conspired with her, first letting Huilan give her a flattering drug, and then having someone assassinate her, or want to defile her.

Another mastermind behind the scenes, she still doesn't know who it is, at first she thought it was Meng Rutian, but thinking that that person could send dozens of black-clothed people to assassinate her one after another, the power of the person behind it should be not small, and it is very likely that it is the white-robed man who killed her one after another.

In this way, Meng Rutian, the mastermind behind the scenes, was fortunately ruled out by Ling Yiyi, and let her live for a few more years.

Prince Xuan was standing outside King Xuan's mansion at this time, and suddenly saw a lilac figure, like Ling Yiyi's back, and immediately raised his feet and walked down the stone stairs, wanting to chase after him.

"Cousin, what are you going to do?"

Meng Rutian, who had just gotten out of the carriage, grabbed King Xuan, who was passing by, and asked softly.

"Big cousin!"

As soon as King Xuan turned around and saw that it was his childhood sweetheart's fiancée who was pulling him, he looked up and looked around for the lilac back that looked like Ling Yiyi, and he was gone, so he looked up at Meng Rutian with concern. "Nothing! Cousin is also here for Ling Yiyi? ”

The biggest thing in Sheng'an today is that Ling Yiyi's bones were sent to the General's Mansion! It's just that, thinking that Ling Yiyi is gone, King Xuan feels as if something is missing in his heart.

Meng Ru pulled King Xuan's cuffs with her small hand, and saw that many people behind her were looking at her, and she let go of her hand a little embarrassed, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a faint smile.

"Rutian came to see my cousin, but I didn't expect it...... Cousin, is this going out? ”

Xia Kucao and their cousin were together, and it looked as if they were about to go out, but in fact, they had just returned to the general's mansion not long ago, in order to see Ling Yiyi's bones and return to the general's mansion, so as to judge the general's mansion's attitude towards Ling Yiyi.

King Xuan withdrew his gaze, which had been searching for the lilac figure, and hummed perfunctorily, "Cousin, if you are tired, you can go into the house to rest for a while, this king wants to go out for a while!" ”

After that, the cyan and tall figure left with several sons who had made friends.

Liu Zhiyun, who rode back on a tall horse, didn't believe that Ling Yiyi would die, but he saw Ling Yiyi rescued with his own eyes, and the rumored kidnappers and Ling Yiyi died together, which was simply nonsense.

Knowing that all this might be fake, he couldn't show any suspicion, and at the same time, he couldn't go to the General's Mansion to verify who made him a Sheng An tyrant who did all kinds of evil.

At night, it gradually got dark, and the back door alley of the general's mansion was full of white flags, and the white lanterns illuminated the simple mourning hall in the alley.

A thick nanmu coffin was placed in the mourning hall, and in front of it was a rotten pot, which was burned paper money ash and burning paper money.

Mo Lan, who was injured on her body, burst into tears, and knelt beside the coffin with the serious-looking girl, burning paper money in the rotten pot with her head down.

There are several guards of the General's Mansion standing outside the white mourning hall, guarding the safety of the mourning hall with Ma Chao, the back door of the General's Mansion is open, and the guards who patrol the night will also patrol here.

Suddenly, a strong wind struck, and the guards, who were originally a little sleepy, stiffened, were clicked on the acupoints, and stood motionless. (To be continued.) )