How can God kill people, how can ghosts think about children? Xue Ling remembered Xue Yihan, her father, before he died, I don't know if he was so miserable.

She couldn't hold back any longer, pulled the corner of her clothes out of Wei Zhong's hand and ran out of the door to vomit wildly. It wasn't until the acid in his stomach was exhausted that he barely sat on the ground against the pillar under the eaves. The wind and rain rose again, mixed with broken snow, and hit people with the wind on their heads and faces, finally covering the intermittent sound of Wei Zhong coughing up blood in the house.

This piece of land, but only a square inch, but there are three people waiting at the same time to cool down.

Wei Yi seems to have become the happiest one, and his life is over. What is the great cause of the family and the country, and what is the glory of the Taoguang, it will all end with the end of life. When living is a kind of torture, dying is pure liberation.

Wei Zhong was still lying on the ground, listening to the blood in his throat "gurgling" as he breathed. He held the dagger, and he wanted to give himself a good time, but he had no strength.

Of course, he could have allowed himself to die a decent death, how could he not know where the heart was? But he didn't dare, he was afraid that his death would be too obvious and leave a handle for others. He could only pretend that in the process of assassinating Wei Yi, he was defenseless, and was killed by Wei Yi, and finally the two died together.

He saw the soft ball stumbling towards him, shouting "Daddy hug" in a slurred voice. Wei Zhong threw away the dagger and stretched out his hand, wanting to hold his daughter in his arms and coax him.

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Wei Yi is dead, and he, Wei Zhong, will also die. He died on the spot, and no one could find out that it was instigated by the current emperor. You can always find a way to live for your daughter.

He tilted his head out of the door, wanting to see where Xue Ling was, but he couldn't see anything. I can only comfort myself, this Miss Qi San, who is ruthless but not spicy, will not watch her daughter die innocently.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the wind blew the rain slanted. Xue Ling sat under the eaves, and in a blink of an eye, his body was drenched. She couldn't stand up with weak legs, so she could only mumble desperately, "It's not me, it's not me." ”

It wasn't for her Xue Ling who cut Wei Yi, Qi Qingyi was pregnant, and Wei Yi would have let Wei Long die sooner or later. It wasn't her Xue Ling who killed Wei Zhong. As soon as the Chen Wangfu is over, this kind of pawn has nowhere else to go except to be exterminated.

She didn't do anything to anyone, not her.

Princess Chen's miscarriage is such a big thing, Huo Yunsheng didn't come over in time, naturally there is a reason. Yuxi didn't return last night, and Qi Qingyi had another miscarriage. Huo Yunsheng thought that Yuxi had seen something and was killed. He had already sent people to look for him, to see people in his life, and to see corpses in his death.

As for Princess Chen, she was not assassinated, he didn't have to rush up to see, just wake up and ask.

However, what Huo Yunsheng didn't expect was that his own people didn't find Yuxi, but the Horse Mansion sent someone to report early in the morning that a small guy had died in his garden, and it was someone from the Huo family who saw the embroidery on his waist, so he asked the house to send someone to take a look.

At that time, Huo Yunsheng was not on duty, so he personally led someone to the door, not wanting to let go of any clues.

Huang Chengxuan, the concubine, was also waiting at the door in person, and repeatedly told Huo Yunsheng that he didn't know what was going on, the princess liked peach blossoms, and every morning there was a maid who went to cut fresh flowers and put them in the room, and the body of the little guy was lying on the ground, stiff for a long time, afraid that he would die last night.

He is anxious, there is a princess who has a miscarriage in the mansion, which is already a catastrophe, if the Huo family has anything to rely on, his happy life in the Horse Mansion will come to an end.

Although he was born in the Huang family, Huang Chengxuan has neither literary and military talents, nor self-motivation. In the twelfth and thirteenth year, when I met Princess Yongle, there was only one thing left in this life, but Princess Yongle was the first to look forward. One of the two is Wei Long's sister, and the other is Wei Long's mother's cousin. Concubine Shu acted as a matchmaker and became this marriage. After the two got married, they were like glue, until, Princess Yongle fell into the water and lost her memory.

Huo Yunsheng naturally knew that this horse master was a pile of mud that couldn't support the wall, and it was purely used by Wei Long to entrap the Huang family, and he didn't have the courage to play any tricks with his Huo family. I didn't want to do more greetings, and said: "The horse master is serious, how dare you come to the door for family matters, it is really a life case in the horse house, and the duty is in the body, come and see, go to the corpse first." ”

"Yes, yes, it's my villain's heart, Commander Huo comes with me." Huang Chengxuan was busy with him, and led Huo Yunsheng all the way to the garden.

This meeting has already arranged for two subordinates to guard, and no idle people in the house are allowed to approach. Huo Yunsheng raised his hand and motioned for the people who followed him to stop, and only brought one of his cronies, Yu Dong and Huang Chengxuan, in.

Huang Chengxuan stopped when he walked to the steps, and said with an embarrassed smile: "I'm really sorry, I can't see such a scene in Xia....I can't see such a scene in Xia, please take care of yourself." ”

Huo Yunsheng nodded and said, "The horse is uncomfortable, just avoid it." After speaking, he stopped caring about Huang Chengxuan, and walked quickly to Yuxi's corpse.

The weather is cold, and there is a thin layer of hoarfrost on Yuxi's face, and it is indeed as Huang Chengxuan said, he should have died last night.

Yudong has worked with Yuxi all the year round, and he recognized it at a glance, and there was no doubt that it was Yuxi himself who was lying on the ground. glanced at Huo Yunsheng, then squatted down to take a rough look at the cause of death, and finally pulled out the pearl hairpin in Yuxi's neck. Said: "This is the fatal one, but it didn't die immediately." The killer picked Yuxi's hamstrings and made him wait for death here, this kind of behavior can't be done without deep hatred. ”

Yudong's tone is normal, doing what they do, it is common for many enemies to have a lot of enemies, who knows what to do one day, go to the fish that slipped through the net, bad luck, and meet it again?

As soon as he said this, Huo Yunsheng was puzzled. If it's to extinguish the mouth, it's definitely as soon as possible. If it is seeking revenge, then it is difficult for him to analyze who killed Yuxi. Last night's Horse Mansion, there shouldn't be anyone who is his enemy, and he just happened to deal with Yuxi.

Huo Yunsheng took the pearl hairpin in Yu Dong's hand and looked at it. The workmanship is exquisite, and the value is expensive, but it is more than small and not sharp enough. can kill people with this, and the kung fu is not low.

He handed it back to Yu Dong and said: "Go and find out which craft it is, and whose lady bought it." Although I think it's unlikely to be the murderer's own, there can always be some clues, and it's unknown if you know each other.

Yudong took the hairpin, and squatted down to search Yuxi's body, wanting to see if there were any other clues.

searched for it, but didn't find anything useful, only to find that the knife on Yuxi's waist hadn't been pulled out yet, so he took it down and signaled it to Huo Yunsheng. The two made eye contact, understanding that this could only mean one thing.

Either Yuxi was defenseless against the person who killed him, or that person was extremely skilled in martial arts, and Yuxi had no chance to draw his sword. Either way, it's not good news. The former means that the person may be an acquaintance, so Yuxi is defenseless. The latter, no one wants a master in the shadows to be eyeing him.

At this time, Huo Yunsheng naturally couldn't imagine that there was such a possibility as Xue Ling, which was both defenseless and overwhelming.

After this toss, Yuxi's corpse shifted slightly, and the word "Ming" that was covered by his hand finally revealed a corner. The dark red color after the blood has dried up is clearly visible on the floor tiles. Crooked, it is the masterstroke of the dying man.

Yudong was waiting for Huo Yunsheng's instructions, but he didn't pay attention to the ground, but Huo Yunsheng saw it first. He squatted down, removed Yuxi's hand, and involuntarily scratched along the bloodstains.

There was indeed only one word, and he followed it: "Ming".