"We will be happy too." Bai Yaoguang hugged Bai Qingting, who was sitting beside her, into her arms, and whispered in Bai Qingting's ear: "Qingqing, if one day you can't protect me anymore, I won't blame you." You must protect yourself first, take good care of yourself, and take good care of yourself for our Ming family and Bai family. ”

Bai Qingting was a little unnaturally let Bai Yaoguang hold her, except for the eldest sister and Fang Nushi, it seemed that only this cheap cousin would hold her like this, and instructed the words that seemed to be her last words.

"This road is not easy to walk, it is destined to have countless thorns, and it is destined to be injured......" Bai Yaoguang's tears fell again, sliding into Bai Qingting's neck who was leaning on her, the slightest cold touch made Bai Qingting's heart move, and her hands slowly hugged Bai Yaoguang.

Bai Yaoguang felt Bai Qingting's embrace and felt the comfort in her arms, she cried and laughed, with a crying voice: "Qingqing, promise my cousin, no matter how many injuries you have, don't die, you have to live well...... Only by staying alive can there be hope. ”

Bai Qingting held such a sad Bai Yaoguang, although this cousin was a veritable weak woman, but she would never be so sad for no reason, she asked: "Cousin, did you hear something?" ”

When Bai Yaoguang heard this, he silently withdrew from her arms and looked at her, his eyes were full of crystal, such pity, and distress.

"Although the dream edict did not say it explicitly, but I have been in the palace for more than two years, no matter how simple it is, it is useless, what should have been thought of has long been thought of, and what should not be thought of has also been thought of under the influence of people with a heart." Bai Yaoguang stroked Bai Qingting's delicate face with her hand, and carefully stroked her eyebrows, such a young face, after more than eight years, has long lost her initial immaturity, learned to protect herself, learned to calculate, and learned to protect her useless cousin, "I heard that blood stains were found in the attic on the second floor of the Water Viewing Pavilion...... Qingqing, where are you hurt? But is it all right? Show your cousin! Let's see how! ”

Feeling the warmth under her fingertips slowly crossing her face, looking at Bai Yaoguang, who kept dropping golden beans for her, Bai Qingting's eyes were slightly watery for some reason, and a place in her heart that was already as cold and hard as a rock was gradually infiltrated and softened.

Meng Daizhao deliberately let Bai Yaoguang know about the Chongyang Guanshui Pavilion, and deliberately let her know who was deliberately planning to frame her, and the queen's move was just a calculation to make her and the imperial concubine officially turn against each other.

Chongyang feast, the queen and the imperial concubine share the palm, how can the queen completely ignore the imperial concubine's hands and feet, but half-monitor and half-release the water to watch her walk into the trap, in this trap must have the role of the queen's person.

It's just, which link and which person plays which role?

The imperial concubine used her to calculate the queen, why didn't the queen use her to calculate the imperial concubine!

Originally, they fought them, and it had nothing to do with her.

But they shouldn't, shouldn't involve her in this palace fight that shouldn't have been her participating.

Since they sent out the invitation, how can she be worthy of their kindness if she doesn't continue!

"The wound is on the thigh, and it's all healed." Afraid that Bai Yaoguang would not believe it, Bai Qingting desperately wiped away the tears in his eyes, and added with a smile: "Your Majesty acquiesced to Lord Jun for my diagnosis and treatment, the medicine that Lord Jun gave me is excellent, the wound has long been healed and scarred, and it has long been fine." ”

She earnestly persuaded: "Cousin, don't cry anymore, I'm really fine." ”

As soon as Bai Yaoguang heard Lord Jun, she knew that it was Jun Ziheng, His Majesty asked Jun Ziheng, who was not a doctor but had medical skills, to diagnose and treat Qingqing, this was a move that could not be pressed, she couldn't help but feel distressed for Qingqing, although she nodded and promised not to cry, but the tears couldn't be stopped.

Bai Qingting sighed helplessly, personally went out of the main hall to fetch a basin of water, wrung out wet towels for Bai Yaoguang to wipe away his tears, wiped his face, and said: "Although Your Majesty did not ask for justice for me in the open, but secretly found Mo Shizi, who sent down Qi Jun Houfu, and gave Mo Houye, the imperial concubine Niangniang, and the Third Prince a wake-up call. We are deep in the palace, and it is normal for us to have many hidden arrows that are invincible, if we can't even take a breath, how can we talk about revenge? Cousin, even if it's for me, you're stronger. ”

"Well, I don't cry anymore." Bai Yaoguang took the wet wipes, wiped his face and put it in the copper basin, took Bai Qingting's hand and sat down on the stool in the main hall again, puzzled, "But we have never offended the imperial concubine, why did she destroy your innocence and kill them all?" ”

"Silly sister, I am waiting in front of the palace, and it is inevitable that I will say a word or two in front of Your Majesty." Bai Qingting explained, "I have no grudges or enmities with her, but if you get close to me, wouldn't it be a help to His Royal Highness the Third Prince?" ”

Bai Yaoguang came to his senses, was speechless for a while, and couldn't help but panic after figuring it out: "This time the imperial concubine Niangniang failed, isn't there a trick?" ”

"Don't worry, cousin, I'll take care of myself." Bai Qingting was full of confidence, "You must also be careful to protect yourself everywhere in Jiaofeng Palace, if anything happens, if you can't leave, you can also send a trustworthy person to inform me, cousin must remember." ”

Bai Yaoguang nodded, but she thought in her heart that she had to become stronger, she must protect herself, and she must not be able to burden Qingqing again, never!

At three o'clock in the afternoon, at the noon gate of the market, the two adults of Dali Temple, Jun Ziheng, and Zhong Dan, the commander of the Nine Gates, sat on the high platform to supervise the beheading.

The emperor ordered the gentleman to be beheaded, so although Zhong Dan was higher than him, he was still in the position of the supervisor after the case, and Zhong Dan was in the circle chair on the left side of the case.

Under the high platform, one zhang away, the three clans of the Li family knelt on the ground, and there were more than 100 people.

Li Sen and Li Lin's two fathers were in front, and the rest of the three clansmen, old and young, men and women, knelt in three rows behind them, all of them were dejected, messy and dirty, and completely lost the arrogance of the rich and noble in the past.

There were several layers of people around them, inside and outside, they pointed and pointed, and some even took stinky eggs and rotten cabbage sums and threw them at the Li father and son like a target, and there were words in their mouths, all of which were scolding and scolding.

The market is a lively place, in order to see the three clans of the emperor and the merchant Li family, many people came to the market early, some stayed at this time after the morning market, and there were also those who came out to occupy the best view of the restaurant and tea shop near the market, among which there were many peddlers and pawns, rich merchants and noblewomen, and daughters.

Bai Qingting and Bai Yaoguang stood among the crowded ordinary people, she looked up at the dazzling Jiaoyang, her five fingers slightly opened to cover her eyes to avoid the most dazzling sunlight, it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon.

Nine years ago, when the Ming family was completely destroyed by a fire, there were not so many people watching, there were not so many people witnessing, and they died quietly and unpublicly.

The same is a hundred lives, the same men, women and children, and the same end of a dead end.

The difference is that now they are as quiet as mourning dogs, while the Ming family nine years ago screamed out in their throats and no one paid attention to them.

The hardest thing in this world is to live.