"Leng Qinglang, it's been so long, can't you wake up? You are retribution! ”

Leng Qinghe heard the movement here, hurried over, glanced at the crazy Leng Qinglang, scolded him, and then sighed lowly.

"I didn't want you to know, so as not to feel bad in my heart."

Leng Qinghuan shrugged indifferently, such a scene is indeed uncomfortable to watch.

However, she doesn't pity Leng Qinglang, especially after Leng Qinglang saw herself, the hatred on her face, the crazy desire to kill, this kind of person is too dangerous, it's okay to lock it up like this.

She wasn't so kind and sympathetic to someone who was bent on hurting herself and her children.

"I'm fine, but I just saw a figure flashing, and I wondered, come and take a look."

Leng Qinghe glanced around suspiciously: "Someone? No way? Who will be here? Lord Qi originally sent two soldiers to guard your mound to prevent idlers from approaching, but he just withdrew in the past two days. Ordinary people, no one will come here. ”

But Shicai can see it clearly, not dazzling, the man's footprints on the ground can explain everything.

Leng Qinghuan twisted his face, glanced behind him, and recalled what Leng Qinglang said: "Leng Qinghuan, are you really not dead yet?" ”

Does she know the news that she has survived?

Who told her?

And he tracked him all the way here, Leng Qinglang was obviously deliberately hiding behind the tombstone, wanting to suddenly sneak attack him and be caught off guard.

She knew she was coming to the cemetery?

Of course, this is just speculation and not taken to heart. After all, Leng Qinglang is now a wasted person, what kind of demon can she be?

"Perhaps, someone is passing by?" She casually said a perfunctory sentence to dispel Leng Qinghe's doubts, and the brother and sister went back directly.

Leng Qinglang was like a mess of mud, slumped on the ground, and the struggle of Shicai seemed to have exhausted the strength of his whole body.

In the past five years, she has really been abolished, and this appearance is no different from being made into an adult mustache.

She survived, escaped from the hands of death again and again, and desperately lived, just because she could see Murong Qi almost every day. Seeing Murong Qi guarding Leng Qinghuan's tomb, living like a walking corpse, she felt happy in her heart, and felt that it was worth it for her to suffer like this.

He is just a physical torture, and Murong Qi, whose heart is like Ling Chi, is even worse than himself.

She lived for five years in such perverted enjoyment. Similarly, it was Murong Qi who did not allow her to die, and always kept her breath.

Now, Leng Qinghuan is back, she and Murong Qi have a strong affection for me, love and love, live more nourishing and arrogant than anyone else, she is here, like a dog, what is it? Is it just to make her look smug and happy?

In this life, she is gone, and there is no hope for her anymore. But even if she dies, she can't be cheap like this, Leng Qinghuan!

She turned around slowly, crawled back, looked at the tombstone of Leng Qinghuan, and sometimes cried, sometimes laughed like a night owl, beat her chest and feet, like a madman.

After a day of crying and laughing, even the grave keeper was impatient, came up to her, pointed at her nose and reprimanded.

"If you knew today, why bother in the first place? He deserved to end up like this. Now the prince is going to marry the princess again, but you are like a dog, chained here, you deserve it, this is retribution. ”

Leng Qinglang turned around abruptly and asked fiercely and vaguely: "What marriage?" ”

The tomb keeper sneered: "Naturally, it is a sedan chair with ten miles of red makeup, and the princess is carried back into the gate of the palace in a beautiful manner." Now that the big guys in the two mansions know, they hide it from the princess and the princess, saying that Ming'er gave her a surprise. You see, this is called petting, and the prince of Qi is really attentive to Princess Qi. Immortal couples, broken mirrors and reunions, and a little prince who is favored by the saints, or Ji Tai is here. ”

Leng Qinglang couldn't laugh at all, just like a wooden stake, the pestle was in front of the tombstone, and there was no movement for a long time.

The grave keeper snorted, and when she saw that she had finally stopped making a fuss, he muttered and went back to his house to rest.

Leng Qinglang sat in front of the tomb for a night, until the next day, when it was bright. Fang Cai dragged his stiff body, slowly crawled to the tombstone, raised his hand, bit his finger hard, and immediately blood flowed.

She trembled her hands, and wrote a few big characters on the white marble tombstone: "The family is ruined, and the blood debt is repaid!" ”

Then, with difficulty, he got up, used all the strength of his body, jumped up, hit his head on the tombstone fiercely, his brain burst, and he died of exhaustion.

Blood snaked down and seeped into the ground beneath her feet, staining it red.

The news of Leng Qinglang's self-mutilation and death first reached the Prime Minister's Mansion.

In the past five years, Leng Xiang has never been able to let go of this daughter, thinking in his heart that he will send cold clothes on snowy days and add food to hunger. However, Leng Qinglang became more and more paranoid, hysterical, and never repented of the mistakes he had made, which made Leng Xiang gradually lose patience.

Leng Qinglang died, although he was sad for a moment, but it was also like unloading a burden.

He let out a long sigh: "On this happy day, Qinglang is deliberately blocking it." Hide this matter first, don't tell Qi Wang Ye and Qing Huan to know, let people pretend to bury her first, and find a few masters to overtake her. After today, I will notify the Qiwang Mansion and handle the aftermath. ”

Today is the day of the wedding of King Qi and Qinghuan. This bad news is still hidden for the time being, so as not to block the hearts of the two.

Leng Qinghe and Chu Ruoxi got up early in the morning today, and began to open up, ordered people to sprinkle and sweep the dust, posted happy words on the front of the door, and hung red silk ribbons.

Murong Qi explained in advance that he wanted to give Qing Huan a surprise, so that when he was approaching the big day, he would invite Huan to come to the Prime Minister's Mansion to live, and the Qiwang Mansion would also be happy.

However, here in the Prime Minister's Mansion, it is necessary to show no mountains and waters, and not the slightest flaw is exposed. Therefore, even the red lantern has to be picked up this morning.

was so busy that Leng Qinghe was dizzy, and he didn't have time to take care of Leng Qinglang at all.

Leng Qingjiao was silent, and begged Leng Xiang: "Or, let me send the second sister on the last ride, right?" ”

Leng Xiang looked at the cold arrogance in front of him, a little hesitant.

The originally chubby child grew taller like a tassel, tall and strong, and his face was also angular.

However, his temperament has changed greatly, not as arrogant and domineering as he was when he was a child, on the contrary, his temperament is calm, introverted, and mature and terrifying.

Especially after entering the Criminal Department, Leng Xiang originally saw that he had no intention of studying, and wanted him to follow the errands and do chores, so as not to stay in the house and not learn and have no skills. After all, he was only a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child.

But he speaks and acts in a straightforward manner, somewhat beyond the sophistication and shrewdness of his age. Following behind a bunch of old-fashioned old fritters, he learned a power trick like a fish in water. Colleagues say that the future is limitless.