Mrs. Nondie died, and before she died, she confessed all her crimes and handed over the murder weapon for the assassination of the female emperor.

The Great Feather Prince knelt on the ground, his face was full of tears, and Fujiwara Boya was at a loss, he really thought that he was poisoned at dinner, and when he saw Mrs. Thick Butterfly's cold attitude, he would hate Lady Strong Butterfly, and ruthlessly told her about murdering the female emperor, at this time, looking at the smiling corpse of Lady Thick Butterfly, he regretted it, and also cried bitterly as Prince Big Feather knelt down.

Saionji's heart seems to have been hollowed out.

The person she loved the most was in her arms, she slowly cooled down, the blood all over her body was no longer flowing, her former soft waist would gradually stiffen, and her rose-like lips were blue and white.

No, don't leave me alone! Xiyuan Temple has never been so frightened as it is now, he hugged Mrs. Nondie tightly, and let out a mournful howl, Liansheng and Yu Shizhao glanced at each other, Yu Shizhao persuaded and said: "People can't be resurrected after death, she murdered the emperor, this can be regarded as a relief, you should be happy for her." ”

That's true. Regardless of whether the female emperor is wild or not, after all, she is on the throne, and Mrs. Nondie is a great rebel, and she will be beheaded by the whole family in the Wa Kingdom, and if she dies like this, she may be able to save her family.

Xiyuan Temple nodded: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is right. ”

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly pulled out the software on Thick Die's chest and inserted it into his heart with his backhand, with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Saionji!" Fujiwara pounced on Saionji: "What are you doing!" ”

"I also have a share in the murder of that woman, and I am willing to bear my own responsibility. Just...... Able to bury the ashes of two of our sinners together. Xiyuan Temple gently stroked Mrs. Nongdie's long hair and smiled gently: "I'm sorry, I actually doubted you today." ”

Xiyuan Temple hugged the body of Mrs. Nondie tightly, and died with a satisfied smile on the corner of her mouth. Zhong Nayan sighed: "Unexpectedly, the murderer committed suicide, hey, it seems that I can only carry these regrets." General Yuan, it seems that it can only be the reason why the two of us returned to Japan and ordered the emperor to be killed. ”

Yuan Qingliu did not say a word. Zhong Nayan bowed deeply to Yu Shizhao and continued: "I also want to ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to repair a letter to our royal family to make a proof. This thing. It's really ...... Alas. Zhong Nayan sighed, and he didn't know what to say.

"Don't worry, Lord Nayan, I will write this matter to the royal family of your country. We will also send messengers with you. ”

"Thank you, Your Highness the Prince." What else can Zhong Nayan say? Themselves make infighting. It's a mess. It's already made Dashun look down on it, I hope I can go back and explain this matter safely, otherwise I won't be able to cut off a few heads.

Yuan Qingliushi made up his mind to rely on Dashun. Touted on the side: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, I would like to express my gratitude on behalf of our royal family." I hope that your country will help Her Majesty in the return of her coffin. ”

"That's natural, our country will present Her Majesty's Azusa Palace with the highest funeral etiquette. Uh......" Yu Shizhao hesitated: "The words of these two ......"

Zhong Nayan sighed: "Since the two of them want to be mandarin ducks with the same fate, they can only fulfill them, and it is a long way to go back, and it is not convenient to carry them, so it is better to cremate them on the spot and bury them in a temple." “

Liansheng listened on the side, and his heart was quite kind.

Zhong Nayan turned to the Great Feather Prince, who couldn't stop wiping his tears: "Your Highness should go back with us, right?" “

Da Yu bit his lip with tears in his eyes, and set his eyes on Liansheng, who looked at Yu Shizhao.

"On the premise that your country can guarantee the safety of Prince Oyu, my country is willing to escort him back to China." Yu Shizhao made a promise.

"Oh, that's good, that's good. Yesterday I have sent someone back to China to report the news, and presumably our imperial court will send a waiter over soon. “

Tossing all night, it was already late at night.

Because of the curfew, Liansheng didn't want to make an exception, so he followed Yu Shizhao and others back to the prince's mansion to rest.

The case of the female emperor's murder has come to an end, and Yuan Qingliu used the excuse of sending the prince back to his house, and as everyone came out, he whispered to Yu Shizhao: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, the empress told me before that Minister Zuo's youngest son was sent to Dashun when he was more than ten years old and lurked for many years. “

Yu Shizhao nodded and said: "Some time ago, there was a rebellion in my country, and one of the leaders of the rebel party had the same tattoo on the back of his neck as your empress, presumably that person should be the son of Minister Zuo." "I am willing to assist His Highness, and I will never have the heart of a second minister." Yuan Qingliu hurriedly confessed. "Don't worry, this king will not treat you badly."

Yuan Qingliu relaxed his heart and returned to the post house triumphantly.

The corpse in the hall has been carried away, ready to be sent to Yizhuang tomorrow to be burned, the maid squatted on the ground to wash the bloodstains, Zhong Nayan sat there stunned and motionless, saw Yuan Qingliu coming in, and asked with a sneer: "I'm afraid that Prince Dayu will return to China, don't you dare to go back?" "What do I have to fear, it was just a matter of eating the king's loyalty to the king, I am a retainer, and your majesty will do what he says." "But......" Nayan stroked his goatee, poked his head and lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "But you killed the right minister's family." ”

Yuan Qingliu shuddered: "How do you know?" "If no one knows it, he must not do it unless he does." You chase you to the land of exile and kill the entire family of the right minister. You said that if Da Yu returned to China, would he let you go? Do you think you'll be fine if you stay in Dashun? If Da Yu ascends the throne, if he wants to take revenge, ask Da Shun for your head,

Can the prince really keep you? “

Zhong Nayan is cunning and cunning, and when he said this, he smiled, but his eyes were staring at Yuan Qingliu's expression with good eyes.

Sure enough, a martial artist like Yuan Qingliu was frightened by Zhong Nayan, and he also felt that if he went back, his future would be terrible.

He waved his hand and ordered the maid who was mopping the floor to go out, then closed the door, saw that no one was watching, and asked in a low voice, "According to you, what should I do?" “

Zhong Nayan beckoned him to come over with his ear, and said close to his ear: "Tomorrow afternoon, the butterfly and Xiyuan Temple will be cremated, and then Da Yu will definitely come back, I am optimistic about going to Xiangshan Temple, where the terrain is dangerous, if there is something wrong with Da Yu, then there is no way to do it, what do you say?" “

Yuan Qing nodded again and again, stretched out his thumb and praised, "Sure enough, it's an old treacherous and cunning, it's just ...... Why would you help me? ”

"Hehe, we are grasshoppers on a rope, you don't have to forget, I also participated in the impeachment of the right minister, once Da Yu gets the throne, I'm afraid I will also go into the mountains and become a monk."

Yu Shizhao and his entourage returned to the Prince's Mansion, and Liansheng and Li Qingqing temporarily lived in the same room. The maid cleaned up the room and led them there, but Da Yu still followed.

Yu Shizhao shouted: "Prince, you are wrong, your room is there!" ”

Da Yu shook his head and said, "I want to talk to the woman." "Lonely men and widows in the middle of the night, this damages the identity of the prince." "No, there are no lonely men and widows, and there are Li Qingqing girls." Da Yu's docile eyes flickered, like a flying butterfly.

Yu Shizhao only felt that the face in front of him was extremely hateful, and he couldn't tell whether he was pretending to be stupid or really stupid for a while. (To be continued......)