The rigorous and handsome Zhou Haoxuan used to be the favorite second prince of the predecessor, and now he is the most likely to compete for the crown prince. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Ling Yiyi indifferently passed in front of Zhao Xuanchen and several noble sons, the lilac dress was elegant and atmospheric, and her indifferent temperament couldn't help but be attracted.

Zhao Xuanchen's deep eyes stared coldly at Ling Yiyi's back, the frequency of his heartbeat accelerated, and his clenched fists were hidden under his long sleeves, until Ling Yiyi disappeared around the corner of the fourth floor, then he retracted his gaze thoughtfully, and followed Ling Yiyi downstairs with a serious expression.

"She's dead, it can't be her!"

In the early hours of yesterday morning, news came out from the eyes of the Fuguo General's Mansion that Ling Yiyi, the eldest lady of Ling, died in a Zhuangzi somewhere on the outskirts of Jasper Lake, and after noon today, the officers and soldiers of the Jiumen Admiral's Mansion would escort Ling Yiyi's body back to the General's Mansion.

Hearing the news, he felt very happy, the arrogant and domineering evil girl made him want to tear her jealous woman, and Ling Yiyi, whose reputation was ruined, finally died.

But he didn't know why, he felt uncomfortable in his heart, as if something was biting his heart, but he couldn't find any reason.

The masked girl who walked in front of him just now made him subconsciously feel as if it was Ling Yiyi, but, according to reliable information, Ling Yiyi's body was about to pass through the Fengxue Building, and the masked girl could not be Ling Yiyi.

Zhou Haoxuan shook his head, stepped down the stairs surrounded by the nobles, led a group of guards out of the Fengxue Building, and rode towards the General's Mansion in the luxurious carriage of King Xuan's Mansion.

He wanted to see if Ling Yiyi was really dead, and until now, he felt that the news of Ling Yiyi's death was as unreal as a dream. If he didn't see Ling Yiyi's corpse with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe that Ling Yiyi was dead, and there were not a few people who thought the same way as him.

Ling Yiyi walked out of the Fengxue Building with a veil, and rode the white horse snatched from the ten guards who forcibly escorted her out of the Northern Zhou Dynasty regardless of her life or death, and walked leisurely towards the General's Mansion.

Listening to the ears of the disciples, the people of Sheng'an were talking about Miss Ling's heroic and fearless death with the kidnappers.

Of course, there are also people who oppose and refute, who knows if Miss Ling was ruined by thieves, and the General's Mansion deliberately said this in order to hide the fact that Miss Ling's innocence was ruined.

But most of the people who came and went tended to be, with Miss Ling's resolute character and the noble character of the General's Mansion, it was normal that they would fight to the death with the enemy nine times out of ten, and finally die together.

Ling Yiyi didn't care about these discussions, she still sat leisurely on the tall white horse, and walked straight in the direction of the General's Mansion.

What she cares about is the General's Mansion, or her cheap grandfather's attitude towards her, after all, they are connected by blood; cares about betraying her personal maid Mo Lan or Whelan, after all, her trust is not so easy to live up; There is also one of the masterminds behind the plot against her, and it is very likely that there is her sister-in-law Ling Xuerou.

For the sake of her cheap father, who really doted on her, she secretly went back to the General's Mansion to investigate.

Cheap daddy Ling Feng sneaked back to Sheng'an for her to disregard the emperor's orders, and was plotted to almost die in Taigu Mountain, for her to hand over a letter of guilt to the emperor, and demoted herself to the rank of seven-rank lieutenant, she had to think about it from the position of cheap daddy.

The real Ling Yiyi had drowned in Jasper Lake a few months ago, and her body was occupied by her soul from modern times, she was not the real Ling Yiyi, and the only real daughter of the cheap father was Ling Xuerou.

Ling Yiyi played with the long hair brocade rope with her small hands, and her little feet flicked for a while, ignoring the gazes of others, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a faint and cold smile.

Because there is no evidence pointing to Ling Xuerou as the mastermind behind the scenes, but she will always find evidence and witnesses, and when the time comes, she will definitely teach her a good lesson Ling Xuerou.

The high gates of the city wall were opened, and merchants and people came and went through the wide open gates.

A simple carriage with strips of white cloth hanging from the front and back drove at an even speed on the bustling stone road, passing through the middle of the crowded street, the wheels grinding against the ground.

The officers and soldiers of the Nine Gates Admiral's Mansion, armed with spears and armor, rode tall horses to lead the way in front of the simple carriage with the flag of the General's Palace, behind which were guards dressed in embroidered emblems of the General's Palace, and also rode to guard the carriage hung with white cloth.

When the crowd on the street saw this particular carriage, they immediately took a few steps back to make way for the middle road, allowing the convoy to move steadily.

"That's Miss Ling's carriage?"

"Is Miss Ling really dead?"

"Seeing that the guards of the General's Mansion are still stained with blood, there is a chance that this Miss Ling is really dead."

All around, loud and small, there was a loud and small chatter, which poured directly into the ears of the soldiers and the guards of the general's palace, and people looked at each other in the hope of seeing what was going on inside the carriage through a crack in one of the windows.

It's a pity that the gap is very small, and no one can see clearly whether Ling Yiyi is lying inside.

Behind the convoy of the General's Mansion, there was a young man wearing a fancy costume and riding a horse, Liu Zhiyun, who was handsome and a little angry, and several of his embarrassed Xiao Si.

Liu Zhiyun followed the convoy all the way from Zhuangzi in the suburbs until he returned to Sheng'an City, and then parted ways and raised his whip, beating his horse and whipping into his own mansion, running wildly all the way to provoke pedestrians to avoid him, making individuals turn over, and not saving face for the soldiers and guards who were guarding Ling Yiyi's body.

He was sure in his heart that this Ling Yiyi lying in the carriage was fake, but he saw with his own eyes that Miss Ling was rescued by a black-clothed masked man.

His little Si kept listening to him, of course he didn't know that Ling Yiyi was rescued, and looked back at the carriage of Ling Yiyi's body with a pity on his face, Sheng An's two tyrants were missing one tyrant like this, what a pity!

The guards of the General's Mansion and the soldiers of the Nine Gates Admiral's Mansion escorted the simple carriage towards the General's Mansion quickly, and the news that Ling Yiyi's body was transported back was also like having wings, and it quickly spread throughout Sheng'an, and even Ling Yiyi, who was about to arrive at the General's Mansion, also knew.

At this time, the General's Mansion fell into a deep sadness, and everyone who entered and exited the General's Mansion had a sad face, without the relaxed smile of the past, and there was a sense of sadness.

Ling Yiyi's veiled little face raised a faint sarcastic smile, rode the white horse to the quiet alley at the back door of the General's Mansion, the little hand holding the reins flicked the dust on his body, looked around coldly, and did not see anyone entering or leaving, before he jumped up from the horse and disappeared into the six-foot-high wall of the General's Mansion in an instant. (To be continued.) )