Chapter 368: Temple Fair
already knows that Wei Han is not his own son, but after getting along for so many years, he always has feelings. It takes a certain amount of time to wear it off.
But this incident undoubtedly caused great damage to the emperor's heart, and overnight, his temples turned much whiter, and the bags under his eyes became heavier.
"I beg you, I beg you! In my life, I have never begged you, this time, you should open the net. ”
Su Zhenzhen said angrily: "I don't need you to save me!" Wei Han, listen to me, I hate you, I don't need your help. ”
The two of them were red-eyed, like mad dogs biting each other. Su Zhenzhen desperately wanted to break free, she really wanted to go over and hug Wei Han, she wanted to get into Wei Han's arms and be coquettish.
Looking at the good show between the two, the emperor sneered and said, "What kind of drama is this?" Wei Han, do you know that you and your mother have made me lose face? ”
At this point, everyone's hearts hung in the balance, not knowing what would happen next.
Su Zhenzhen had a hunch that she might fold here today.
Her grief turned to anger, and she was about to speak when she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure at the end of the hallway.
It's Qin Yin! It must be the rumor that Qin Yin is leaking!
Wei Cheng is still outside, is he also unlucky?
didn't have time to think about it, Su Zhenzhen cried and said, "I don't want you to save me." She said to the emperor: "It's not a pity for me to die a hundred times or a thousand times, I just ask the emperor to let him go, I can break my bones and scatter ashes, I can die without a whole corpse, I just ask you to let him go." ”
The emperor was extremely disgusted with Su Zhenzhen now, and he didn't want to hear what she said, so he waved his sleeves, and then pulled out the guard's sword that was unsheathed.
At this moment, Wei Han's heart jumped out of his throat directly, he desperately shook the iron door, moved his knees with the emperor's movements, and he begged not to move Su Zhenzhen.
The emperor bent down slightly and smiled: "Su Zhenzhen, as long as you end your life, I will let Wei Han go." ”
"Don't !! Su Zhenzhen! I won't allow you to put your sword down! ”
But the sword that had killed several people was already in Su Zhenzhen's hand, and she stared blankly at the sword body, reflecting her beautiful eyebrows and eyes, as well as the dirty background behind her.
She thought that it was worth exchanging her life for Wei Han's life.
For a while, memories came flooding back like a horse, and from the first day of entering the house, every bit was surging.
Su Zhenzhen looked up at the emperor: "Okay." ”
If she lies, then even if she goes to hell, she will climb up and strangle this emperor.
At the last second, Su Zhenzhen looked at Wei Han and smiled deeply at him, with two points of stupidity.
Wei Han's pupils shrank violently, and a burst of warmth suddenly sprinkled on his face.
Princess Chun, killed herself in the dungeon.
Immediately after the emperor laughed, Su Zhenzhen's body slowly slid to the ground, cutting the major artery in her neck, even if the gods came, it would be difficult to save them.
Scarlet keeps flowing on the ground, and some creep into the cracks of the ground to moisten the dirty soil.
Wei Han was dumbfounded.
Su Zhenzhen slowly closed her eyes, with a smile on her lips, she could feel that life was passing by little by little, but she felt happier than ever, because her mind was full of scenes of her and Wei Han having fun together.
"Su Zhenzhen...... Su Zhenzhen!! Wei Han went crazy and banged on the iron door.
People outside looked at him as if they were laughing at him.
The emperor clapped his hands and walked away.
"Spread my message, Wei Han will ask and behead him in three days, and bring other people's heads to see me."
"Yes."
Wei Han had no time to care about anything else, he erupted into a roar of rage, crying in mourning. He desperately tried to grab Su Zhenzhen's hand, but he couldn't reach it, he still couldn't reach it!
"Su Zhenzhen. Su Zhenzhen!! Get up, get up and keep scolding me, you idiot, get up!! ”
The jailers looked at the woman on the ground very gloomily and sighed, there are often dead people in the dungeon, nothing unusual.
"Don't touch her!"
The jailers didn't dare to act rashly, but if there was too much blood, it would be difficult to deal with it later.
Watching a loved one die in front of one's eyes must be a painful thing for the soul.
In the end, the jailers dragged Su Zhenzhen's body out and wrapped it in a straw mat at random, and the ground was full of bloodstains.
Wei Han was crazy, he banged the prison door desperately, and his joints were broken and red and swollen. He sat there on his knees, beams of light shining through his lonely back.
It turns out that people are so sad that people don't cry, but they are terrifyingly quiet.
After Su Zhenzhen was dragged out, the fragrance of begonia flowers was very strong, and everyone smelled it.
"Who's dead tonight?"
"Ahh Isn't it the same Princess Chun before? The death was still terrible, and I heard that it was self-inflicted. ”
"I used to look at the scenery, why did I suddenly kill myself?"
"Who can say this, let's get things done quickly."
"Wait."
The two jailers suddenly bumped into Wei Cheng.
Wei Cheng's fingers trembled slightly, "Inside...... Who is it? ”
"Back to the prince, it's Su Zhenzhen."
Judging from the embroidered shoes exposed, it is indeed Su Zhenzhen. The blood was almost staining the mat.
Wei Cheng's eyes were bloodshot, and he said with hatred: "Give people to this king, and this king will handle it for you." ”
Anyway, the person was dead, and the two jailers also wanted to be lazy, so they pretended to be embarrassed and handed over the cart that pulled the straw mat to Wei Cheng.
In an instant, the whole world was darkened.
Wei Cheng was probing at the door just now, but he didn't have the ability to stop the emperor, and he was severely reprimanded by the emperor for this.
"Su Zhenzhen, wake up."
After pulling the cart to a no-man's corner, Wei Cheng finally lifted the straw mat tremblingly, and the person inside was still crying and talking to him.
A day ago, I was still telling him that I was planning to open a branch in the future. Now, he's lying dead here.
Wei Cheng pushed Su Zhenzhen's shoulder, "You said that you want to open 'Thousands of Purples and Thousands of Reds' all over the world, you said that you want to compete for the reputation of the first store in the world, do you ...... Get up? ”
No one answered him.
The face had turned pale from blood loss, and the wound on the neck was not visible, and the blood was still flowing. I heard the jailers say that Princess Chun killed herself.
Wei Cheng suddenly clenched his hammer head in pain and slammed it against the red wall, even if it was bleeding from pain, it didn't hurt a little in his heart.
Su Zhenzhen is dead. She's really dead.
But he didn't dare to cry. A big man, trembling with tears in the corner, like a child.
Wei Cheng took Su Zhenzhen's hand and tried his best to wipe the traces on it, he knew that Su Zhenzhen loved to be clean, and he couldn't see a little dirty.
When the spy behind him came to report, it was too late.
"Lord Wang...... Please don't be sad. ”
Wei Cheng ignored it, as if he was enchanted, suddenly turned his head, and said fiercely: "Qin Yin is there?!" This king is going to kill her! ”
"According to the route, Qin Yin has returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion."
The spy paused and continued: "The things in King Chun's mansion have been emptied and filled into the treasury. ”
At the moment, Wei Cheng is the most profitable, but he is not happy at all, and even wants to drag this world to destruction.
"Lord Wang, let's bury Miss Su first."
Wei Cheng shook his head, "No, you go to the doctor right now!" Go ahead! She's not dead yet, you go!! ”
The spy sighed, so he had to do so and went to the Tai Hospital to arrest an imperial doctor.
As a result, Su Zhenzhen had no breathing and no heart pulses, and she died thoroughly.
Wei Cheng was still unwilling to accept this reality, he took the hand of the imperial doctor, and said madly: "You quack, she is obviously not dead!" This king has killed you, quack! ”
The imperial doctor was so frightened that he tightened his neck, and the spring day had obviously arrived, and suddenly a cold wind blew his back, which made people creepy.
It's not okay to make trouble at the door of the dungeon, there are many people, and it's not good if you get into trouble. Fortunately, the spy still had sense, and forcibly disobeyed Wei Cheng's order and pulled the cart out.
There was a bumpy road, and Su Zhenzhen's hand suddenly hung out of the straw mat.
The cart was pulled to the outskirts of the city.
Wei Cheng was finally able to cry, and the spy watched from behind him, very sad.
Why did the young Princess Chun kill herself?
"Lord Wang, just now the emperor has issued an order to behead Wei Han in three days. The prince's plan will soon be realized. ”
Wei Cheng laughed dryly.
"You said that it is always spring, but you died in spring. Su Zhenzhen, you idiot, I shouldn't have brought you back. ”
No amount of remorse is useless.
Following.
Wei Cheng personally drove to a peach source outside Wei on the outskirts of the city, which was the place where he took Su Zhenzhen to relax last time, there are mountains and rivers, and it is a small Jiangnan.
He hugged Su Zhenzhen and sat all night, and when it was daytime, he refused to let go, and was pulled out by the spies.
Su Zhenzhen is now lying quietly in the jade coffin, her face is miraculously ruddy again, and after the coffin lid is closed, the nail is dropped. It was slowly carried into the dug hole.
The soil here is simmered with flower petals, which is fragrant and not dirty. It is also in her nature to be buried here.
The soil was buried little by little, eating away at her life little by little. Until the last handful of soil, the horns of the jade coffin were gone, and they were buried thickly.
Although there were quite a few people present, everyone tacitly did not say anything, as if they were sorry for this fate.
When the monument was erected, there were no words or signatures on it, as if as long as it was not written, it meant that Su Zhenzhen was not dead.
Wei Cheng was holding the wine, drunk for a day, and he was in a daze. He knew he had important things to do.
He turned around and said, "Capture Qin Yin alive." ”
"Yes." The agents immediately gave orders and all members of the staff were dispatched.
Wei Cheng wanted Qin Yin to know what life meant that it was better to die than to live. His back was neat and windy, and when he returned to the palace, he received a holy decree.
Su Zhenzhen died, Wei Han was sentenced, and on the third day of the next month, he was officially crowned the crown prince and prepared to be the prince.
After Wei Cheng glanced at the holy decree, he returned to the study, picked up a painting from the hanging wall, rolled it into a roll, and put it on his waist.
"Lord Wang, where are you going?"
"Dungeon."
"Yes."
Spring is bright, but since yesterday, the sky has gathered dark clouds, has not dispersed, some people say this is a big bad omen, some people say, clear the clouds and mist to see the sky.
After Wei Cheng arrived at the dungeon, he walked straight to Wei Han. After threatening the cell boss to open the door, he rushed in and punched Wei Han.
"Why don't you protect her?! Did you know she was dead? She's dead! ”
Wei Cheng grabbed Wei Han's shoulder, twisted it frantically, and asked frantically. He is now more of a madman than Wei Han.
He finally had a friend.
Wei Han was indifferent, completely lifeless, he raised his eyes lightly, "What are you afraid of." I'll go down and stay with her. ”
Wei Cheng looked at him with deep disgust, and with the next punch, he slammed into the wall. The whole dungeon was crumbling in a trance, and the wall was about to be smashed through by him.
Wei Cheng slowed down for a while, and when he saw the dried blood stains on the ground, he was silent for a while, and said, "I hid her in a paradise, and no one will disturb her again." ”
Wei Han sat back against the wall, a smile on his lips, not at all worried that he was about to die.
"You put this thing away." Wei Cheng took down the painting on his body and gave it to him.
The one painted on it was Su Zhenzhen.
When Wei Han saw it, he was touched by the scene and immediately burst into tears. After the baby was rolled up, he held it in his arms, as if Su Zhenzhen had crashed into his arms again and again.
I only hate gathering less and leaving more, and hate the separation of yin and yang.
After saying what should be said, when Wei Cheng swallowed his saliva, the smell of blood was full.
For the rest of the day, Wei Han held the picture scroll, did not eat tea and rice, and the person was already ten years old. It seems that it is no longer the high-spirited Chun Wangye.