Xuanyang Fang Yuguo Lady Mansion, all the red lanterns are covered with white cloth, plaques, stone carvings, and pillars are the same, white flags are erected in front of the hall and behind the house, and the servants of the subordinates change their colored clothes, dressed in plain clothes, wrap their heads with white cloth, and the women wipe their foreheads and waists with white belts, at a glance, as if the heavy snow is coming, a white expanse.

Everyone knows that there is a funeral in the house, but the coffin of the deceased is parked in Pei's mansion a few intersections away, guarded by the messengers of Wannian County, for people to pay their respects and pay respects.

Yang Yuhuan's Luan drove outside the lobby of the house, using the queen's etiquette, in order to show respect, deliberately removed those colorful decorations, when the hostess of the house was plain white, full of sorrow was supported by the maid, and sent people out, the attendant of the Zhinei Servant Provincial Affairs, the famous eunuch Li Jingren in the palace hurriedly stepped forward to take it.

"Sanniang, stay here, rest for a long time, I'll come to see you when I'm free." Yang Yuhuan's eyes were red, and there were shallow tear stains on the snow-white powder.

"Slave son-in-law, thank you to the Supreme and the lady."

Yang Yuyao bowed her head and watched her board the car, and left the house under the protection of the mighty palace people and guards.

"Whew." Before she had gone far, she straightened up and let out a sigh of relief.

Shu Yun couldn't help but laugh and reminded in a low voice: "Many people are watching." ”

"They dare!"

Yang Yuyao rolled her eyes, snorted coldly, held her hand, and walked back to the inner room.

The door was slammed shut, the sky gradually darkened, a few cold lights swayed in the cold wind, and then dared not to return to the dazzling and bright hall in the day, and turned into the back hall, because of her habits, not even a lamp was left, and it was even darker in all directions, so that Li Yan, who was only sixteen years old, covered most of her face in fear, and pulled the corners of the quilt tightly with both hands, and saw a black shadow floating from the eyes that were exposed.

"When people are gone, there is no need to pretend." Yang Yuyao was accustomed to the darkness, and kept walking to the couch and sitting down, borrowing a trace of moonlight to look at the curled up little body.

"Auntie."

"Poor people, twenty-eight years old, and born so well, but you have to be lonely and widowed for a lifetime."

She pulled down the quilt and sighed with her fingertips to lift her slightly thin but even more pitiful little face.

"I'm afraid." Li Yan's body trembled, and her eyes were full of tears.

"You have heard it, the Supreme is furious, Zhang Qing cane decides, your sister committed suicide, how many people have died, your father has lost his wife and children again, and he has thought about it behind closed doors in the house, if it weren't for my words, you wouldn't even be able to kill yourself, and you have to die with an infamy, even if you go underground, he will also dislike it. But in order to save you, I lied to the Supreme that you already have his posthumous son, and if you can't have a child by then, you, me, and your father will all be involved, and do you have any other way now? ”

Li Yan climbed out of the quilt, lay on the bed, and cried: "I listen to my aunt for everything, but betraying Pei Lang will never succeed." ”

"You've betrayed him." Yang Yuyao lowered her head with a smile and whispered in her ear, "Is he really that good to you?" Every time I hold your body, what is in my heart? Whose name do you shout when you want you? Li Yan, don't you know. ”

Li Yan was so frightened that her whole body was cold, her body trembled like a fallen leaf, her mind was blank, and even her breathing seemed to be stagnant, only to hear a "giggle" coquettish laugh in her ears, which became the only sound in this room.

"You know, you know it all."

Yang Yuyao smiled and leaned back, tears flew from her eyes, pointed at her and said breathlessly: "Such a beast, you still have to keep the festival for him?" He is also worthy, dreaming! ”

In her laughter, Li Yan cried out with a "whine", and even she didn't know whether she was sad for her deceased husband, or afraid of an amazing thing, or worried about her next fate.

Li Yan, who was only 16 years old at this time, was not the shameless princess of Gao Guo in the future.

The night was sinking and the moonlight was clear, and Yang Yuyao, who was alone alone, was still sitting on the edge of the bed with her knees hugged as usual, staring blankly at the bright moon that seemed to be looming outside the window.

I don't know how long it took, but her dexterous nose suddenly smelled a strange smell, and her face changed suddenly.

"Five...... Gorou? ”

"It's not the first time, what are you afraid of?" Liu Ji sat beside her, didn't look at the miserable white face, and said to herself: "Yes, the patrol in the house has increased by thirty percent, and there are Jin Wuwei guards outside the house, but unfortunately, at this point, they are either dozing off with knives and guns, or hiding aside to avoid the wind, do you think this will stump me?" ”

Yang Yuyao squeezed out a reluctant smile, climbed his arm as before, and said softly: "Wulang's ability, how can the slave not believe it, those people are arranged by them, I am afraid that something will happen in the house." ”

"What can happen to you, you've been taken by someone silently?"

"There is Goro, slaves are not afraid."

"Of course you're not afraid, maybe in your mind, I'm just a barbarian, simple-minded and impulsive, and when you're confused, I dare to kill people and sell goods, and I don't even know what's going on when I die.

"You...... Are you suspicious of me? Yang Yuyao was so surprised that even her voice trembled.

"Shouldn't I be suspicious of you, how did we agree beforehand, I killed someone, you did something, and now that people are dead, what about your business, have you ever done one?"

Yang Yuyao's voice was choked with a hint of choking, and her beautiful eyes were full of tears, but she still grabbed his arm tightly, and kept repeating it in her mouth.

"You are suspicious of me, you are suspicious of me."

Liu Ji let her hold it, her eyes revealed coldness, and her solemn words made people have to think about it a little more, because he remembered that in history, this Mrs. Qiuguo was really not an ordinary woman, Jingshi fell, she fled with her family, and did not follow the carriage and horse of the Son of Heaven, so as to survive Ma Weipo's difficulty, but under the pursuit of the local county order, the first thing she did was to kill her son with her own hands, which is very incomprehensible, a mother in this situation, shouldn't she sacrifice herself to protect her son, in fact, her grandson, That is, Pei Hui's son, who lived until the chaos, and Emperor Suzong, who succeeded to the throne, did not do anything to him.

The woman of this era, really not to be underestimated, he has been taught again and again, where do you dare to blindly trust, this trip is a bit risky, but he still came, because the thing has been done, he needs to know the result, and judge whether there will be some sequelae that threaten those who care.

Of course, arrangements have been made outside, and the worst is to take hostages and kill them out of the capital.