Cui Wenqing stood there silently, still blown by the whistling mountain wind, biting his teeth and letting out a trace of blood on his lips, and the reflux was extremely bitter.

Zhi Zhao glanced at Cui Wenqing worriedly, and I don't know how long it took, so he said softly: "If you guessed correctly, the lotus leaf should have fallen from the cliff on the South Mountain and fell here, and when the soldiers found her body, there was a wild wolf gnawing on the bones, which can be regarded as a ...... Unrecognizable. ”

Hearing these words, Cui Wenqing's already pale face was even paler, just like the snow on the iceberg, without a trace of blood.

Standing still for a while, he staggered over, walked to the corpse of Lotus Ye, looked at the bloody little face, thought of her voice and smile, and tears slipped quietly.

still remembers that when he was framed by the conspiracy of his father and son, and fell into the water and was dying, it was the lotus leaf who took care of him who was sick on the couch and rescued him from the ghost gate.

I still remember that every morning, Lotus Ye would enter his room on time to wake him up, carefully dress him, comb his hair, and tidy up his clothes.

I still remember that no matter how late he returned to the house at night, Lotus Leaf did not sleep, in her opinion, Childe was her day, Childe did not go home, and she could not sleep.

I still remember that when I get up in the morning, there are always clean clothes at the head of the bed, when I am tired, there is always a pair of small hands gently pinching my shoulders, when I am thirsty, there is always a hot tea quietly delivered, and when I am hungry, there are always fragrant pastries in front of me......

The lotus leaf is like his shadow, although many times she is not aware of her existence, but she is everywhere, careful and serious to do everything, his life, because of the lotus leaf, has become smooth.

However, during this time, he was busy with various things, and he rarely cared about this maid who was supposed to be his closest maid.

Until now, seeing her lying motionless here, she had already turned into a cold corpse, Cui Wenqing felt a heart-like pain penetrating into the bone marrow, making him almost unable to breathe.

"Lotus leaf...... It's my fault, it's me who didn't take care of you......"

Cui Wenqing burst into tears, his whole body trembled slightly, and a sentence seemed to use up all his strength.

"If it weren't for my anger and not being in the house, how would I let you go out alone......"

"I'm to blame for everything, I hurt you......"

At this point, Cui Wenqing was discouraged and grief-stricken, he fell to his knees, leaned over the solid and hard gravel, and cried bitterly.

Zhi Zhao looked at Cui Wenqing silently, and there were gradually tears in his eyes.

But she didn't open her mouth to dissuade her, because at this time, any words of consolation were redundant in Cui Wenqing's ears, and what he needed was to cry well to vent the sadness in his heart.

As for the rest, she will take care of it.

Early the next morning, most of the governors of the Zhenwu Army mourned and cheered, hung up pieces of banners, and 500 soldiers in white clothes and white armor lined up outside the door, solemn and sad throughout the entire mansion.

In the main hall, the mourning hall is solemn, the green smoke is filled, and the huge word "lay" pierces people's eyes with a faint pain.

He Laohan cried so much that his eyes were already swollen, his tears were dry, and his old face was full of sadness, and he could only see people sighing.

Behind the mourning hall, Lotus Ye's body was placed in a black coffin.

Cui Wenqing sat beside the coffin dejectedly, his eyes blank and his expression glazed.

Except here, he doesn't want to go anywhere, he just wants to stay here and accompany Lotus Ye on his last journey.

Seeing him like this, Su Shi sighed softly, and did not say a word of comfort, silently helping Zhao to handle everything at the funeral.

Jiang Taidong, the assassin of Fuzhou, came with a cadre of officials from the Assassin Mansion......

Chen County Commander of Fugu County came with a cadre of officials from the county government......

Zhenwu Army Bai Yifei and other generals also came......

There are also the guys from the Armani clothing store, Victoria's Secret lady, Xu Rushui and Chengshi are not husband and wife......

Almost crowded the wide front yard, they all sighed at the tragic plight of this little maid.

At this time, a man stumbled into the yard, opened his mouth and cried: "Lotus leaf, where is the lotus leaf?" I'm late! After that, he cried again.

Zhi Zhao, who was in charge of presiding over the funeral, saw that he didn't know the person who came, so he couldn't help but ask him softly: "Who is this person?" Relatives of the Ho family? ”

Su Shi looked at it and whispered: "This person seems to be the brother of Lotus Ye, what is his name He Ronghuang." ”

Zhe Zhao bowed his head in relief, waved his hand and ordered: "Since this is the case, then let him in." ”

The person who came was He Ronghuang, the brother of Lotus Ye.

He rushed into the main hall like a fly, looked at the big word "Lay" on the mourning hall, his face turned pale, his body trembled, and he fell to the ground.

Uncle He staggered over, pulled him up tremblingly, and said with a crying voice: "Rong Huang, let's send your little sister on the last ride." ”

He Ronghuang was stunned for a long time, and then asked in a trembling voice: "Daddy, how did she die, little sister?" Who killed her? ”

Uncle He sighed, and told the story of the incident, and at the end wiped his tears and said: "At present, we have only found the body of Lotus Ye, and we don't know who killed her." ”

He Ronghuang nodded suddenly, suddenly thought of something, and suddenly screamed: "I know, it's Cui Wenqing, it must be Cui Wenqing who killed the little sister!" It's all his fault. ”

The words immediately attracted everyone's attention, and also made the originally solemn and sad atmosphere pause.

He Laohan was startled, and hurriedly asked, "Rong Huang, what nonsense are you talking about, how could it be that my uncle killed the lotus leaf!" ”

He Ronghuang's eyes were full of tears, his expression was sad and indignant, and he shouted eloquently: "The little sister is his Cui Wenqing's personal maid, how can it have nothing to do with him when she disappears for no reason?" It was because he didn't take good care of the lotus leaf that the lotus leaf was arrested by the bad guys and died, Cui Wenqing is to blame for his death! ”

He Laohan was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly pulled him and said: "You, you, don't talk nonsense, the death of Lotus Leaf has nothing to do with Cui Gongzi." ”

"Daddy, you're so honest." He Ronghuang shook He Laohan's hand, walked to the door of the main hall and said loudly to the people who came to pay respects outside, "Everyone, my name is He Ronghuang, and he is the brother of the deceased Lotus Ye. ”

Hearing this, Mu Wan frowned, and said coldly: "Metropolitan Governor, it seems that this person is here to make trouble, how about driving him out directly?" ”

Zhi Zhao shook his head and said, "It's okay, listen to what he says before making plans." ”

(End of chapter)