When Yuan Qingling heard this, he really felt like a world away.

Chu Mingcui brought her the shadow of almost death, which has not been dispersed to this day.

It's just that people die like lights going out, and grievances should disappear.

Chu Mingcui's funeral was very simple, there should not have been this funeral, but because the matter of Heli was not done, and the emperor gave the Chu family face, he would acquiesce to give her a funeral.

The white-haired person sent the black-haired person, and the Chu family was naturally gloomy.

After Princess Ji left, Yuwen Hao saw that she had been depressed in the mansion for many days, and her injuries were no longer in trouble, so he took her out for a walk.

Walking along the long street, Ah Si and Man'er Xu Yi followed behind, it was cold in winter, and the long wind swept the empty street, adding a bit of winter gloom.

"Why is there no one today?" Ah Si felt strange, the people who came and went were all in a hurry, even if it was cold, it would not be so quiet.

Xu Yiyi: "The Chu family went to the funeral, and they didn't want to be contaminated, so they all avoided it, right?" ”

Ah Sidao: "I don't go through here for the funeral, don't you go out of the city?" ”

"I don't know where to bury it, I guess I can't enter the ancestral grave of the Chu family, after all, I'm already a married daughter." Xu Yi said.

Yu Wenhao didn't want to hear this name, and he didn't want to continue walking for fear of running into the funeral procession, so he said to Yuan Qingling: "Are you hungry?" Let's find a place to sit down. ”

There happened to be a teahouse next to him, so he took Yuan Qingling to the second floor, ordered a pot of Shou Mei, and then asked Xiao Er to make Yuan Qingling a cup of red date tea and a few snacks.

Yuan Qingling is actually not unhappy, but the weather is cold, and people do not exercise, so they will always seem to be happy.

She perked up and said, "Isn't there any will on my father's side to come back?" "He's been suspended for a few days, and he should have been just for show, but he didn't expect to be suspended for so long.

Yu Wenhao leaned back on the chair, the cyan wide sleeves were on the armrest of the chair, the narrow phoenix eyes darkened, but he pretended to be lazy and said: "No, there is no will, I am still happy to be idle, just to accompany you more." ”

Yuan Qingling smiled, "Don't be right for too long, there should be some free space between husband and wife." ”

"What the hell is space? No, you don't. Yu Wenhao didn't approve, if it weren't for the threat, he couldn't wait to stick to Yuan Qingling for twelve hours a day.

Yuan Qingling took chopsticks and sandwiched a piece of pastry for him, his eyes were full of smoke, "I didn't ask you about the case, but Chu Mingcui really committed suicide?" ”

Yuwen Hao's eyes didn't lift, "What else could it be if it wasn't suicide?" She took the Zijin Soup, and if she hadn't committed suicide, she would have been able to hold on for a day or two. ”

Yuan Qingling said: "Did she hang herself or hit the wall?" ”

"Cut your wrists."

"It's strange, where did the knife come from in prison?" Yuan Qingling looked at him and asked.

Yu Wenhao shrugged, ate the pastry and said: "I don't know, maybe there are her friends in the prison, I know that she is going to die, help her." ”

"Chu Mingcui will not seek death, she wants to live, I have seen many people, and it is rare for her to have such a strong desire to survive, although she has been dying." Yuan Qingling remembered that she begged for help without dignity, it really didn't look like she was high up in the past.

"She doesn't just want to live, she wants to live better than anyone else." Yuwen Hao's handsome face was shrouded in a layer of gloom, "Okay, don't talk about her, she has faded out of our lives." ”

Yuan Qingling said softly: "Well, yes. ”

Yuan Qingling could see that he was a little depressed in his heart.

If Chu Mingcui hadn't committed suicide, he would have killed her.

It's not a good feeling to kill a woman you once liked.

But Lao Wu didn't really need to kill her, because she couldn't live anymore.

Unless, there was some unavoidable reason that forced him to kill Chu Mingcui in prison.

I don't know why, thinking of this, her heart suddenly jumped wildly, and she had some ominous premonitions in her heart.

The sad and high-pitched suona sound suddenly came.

This is the suona music of the funeral.

Ah Si leaned on the railing and looked over, and when she saw the funeral procession coming slowly, she snorted, "Why are you coming this way?" Aren't you going out of town? ”

Yu Wenhao stood up, "Let's go." ”

He reached out to pull Yuan Qingling.

Yuan Qingling raised his head to look at him, "Don't get in the way, it's a good acquaintance, let's give her a ride here." ”

Yu Wenhao said: "Give her a ride?" She originally wanted to give you a ride. ”

"I'm really sorry about that, I'm sending her now." Yuan Qingling stood up and walked to the railing, watching the funeral procession come over slowly, saying that it was a team, it was really shabby, there were only a dozen people, one in front of him was playing suona, four people in the back were carrying a thin red coffin, and a few more people followed, scattering paper money, very deserted.

Who would have thought that the noble Princess Qi was lying in the red coffin?

"Huh? Isn't that King Qi? Ah Si suddenly said.

Yuan Qingling followed Ah Si's eyes and looked over, only to see a white figure standing at the end of the empty long street.

His clothes were a little thin, and the placket was lifted by the long wind, and his sleeves were full of wind, making him look erect.

Behind him, Yuan Yongyi stood, she led the horse, watched from a distance, and did not approach.

Then, he walked over slowly, getting closer, Yuan Qingling saw his expression, and his face was covered with a layer of sadness, dazedness, and hatred.

His foot injury was not completely healed, and when he walked, he limped and was very slow.

The funeral procession stopped at the bottom of the teahouse, and King Qi also stood five steps away, which can be regarded as stopping the funeral procession.

The sound of suona stopped, and the young man with paper money behind him stepped forward, and Ah Si whispered to Yuan Qingling: "This is Chu Mingcui's cousin, called Chu Fu." ”

Chu Fu walked in front of King Qi and bowed, "See King Qi!" ”

King Qi was a little stunned, glanced at Chu Fu, and his eyes slowly fell on the coffin.

The corners of his lips curled, and he pulled out a reluctant smile, "This king is here to send her." ”

Chu Fu pressed his hand back and told the person carrying the coffin to stop, and someone shouted: "His Royal Highness King Qi is going to sacrifice Miss Chu on the road!" ”

The coffin came to rest on the ground, and the fallen leaves were swept by the wind, swept over the coffin, hit Xuan'er, flew back, and finally fell to the ground.

The sky was gray and heavy, and the winter sun this morning had been obscured by clouds, and the sky and the earth were bleak.

Yuan Yongyi led the horse over, took a burden from the horse, and handed it to the King of Qi.

King Qi said softly: "I'm bothering you to put it down for this king." ”

Yuan Yongyi shook his head, "I'm only responsible for helping you bring these things, as for placing the offerings, I won't do it, she's not worth it." ”

King Qi looked at her with some sadness in his eyes, "Yes, she is not worth it, this king doesn't know why she came." ”

"It's okay to come and come, it's a settlement, in the end, it's a husband and wife, she can't stand you, but you have done your part." Yuan Yongyi said.