King Qi was silent for a while, then squatted down and took out the wine jug, a small food box, and a stick of incense.

He opened the food box, and there were buns in the food box, and a bowl of what looked like it should be bird's nest, slimy, and already cold.

Chu Fu lit incense for him, and he put the incense on the coffin, and when the wind blew, the incense was blown off, and the spark that blew the incense rolled a few times and was extinguished at the feet of King Qi.

He stood in front of the coffin, stared quietly for a moment, and said softly: "I don't know what you like to eat, this bird's nest used to see you always drinking, I think you should like it, you will use it." ”

"It's been a year since I was married, although it wasn't very affectionate, but I never blushed, and I still don't know, why we're like this, I don't understand, why do you want to put me to death, what do you hate about me?"

"Now, I should hate you, I really hate in my heart, I always see the fire, I always see you stabbing me with a hairpin, I don't understand, looking at such a gentle and kind person, can suddenly become so vicious."

He said quietly, and Yuan Yongyi listened quietly, she had never seen such a strong sadness on his face, did she really love her so much? It's not worth it.

So, she comforted softly: "Okay, forget about the sacrifice, don't be sad anymore." ”

King Qi shook his head, he had been very thin since he was stabbed, and now his thin face was even more pale, and his tall and thin figure looked weak.

He said: "Don't be sad for her, this king just mourns the beauty of the past, although I know that it is only what I think is beautiful, she never thinks so, with me, she is about to be wronged, I would rather she not be wronged to marry me, but there is no harm today." ”

The wind poured in and whined.

Like who's crying.

Yuan Qingling heard it clearly above him, and his heart was very sour.

King Qi undoubtedly really likes Chu Mingcui, or love, how much King Qi protected Chu Mingcui at the beginning, she experienced it personally.

However, this marriage, which seemed to him to be love, was actually just a deception by Chu Mingcui, and even in the end, she was unwilling to deceive, and opened the bloody truth to show him, but also took his life to make a decision.

Does Chu Mingcui know what he missed? Isn't it a kind of happiness to have such a pure person who loves himself with all his heart?

Why pursue those who are vain and unattainable?

What is there to pursue in the days of being high up and empty around you?

The position of a crown princess, if it is still like this, what if it is the throne?

Yuan Qingling couldn't help but shudder and looked back at Yu Wenhao.

Yu Wenhao was still sitting on the chair, his expression was lonely and indifferent.

He didn't go out to see, for him, it was the past that Yuan Yongyi said was not worth recalling, it was too ugly.

Yuan Yongyi stretched out his hand to pull the king of Qi, the king of Qi turned around slowly, paused, he turned back to look at the coffin, and said: "You go on the road, what you did in the end also cut off my thoughts about you, from now on, whether it is on the Huangquan Road, or in the next life and reincarnation, I just want not to meet." ”

He stepped aside and let the funeral procession continue on its way.

Chu Fu was obviously a little moved, and was silent for a moment before asking someone to pick up the coffin and leave.

The team slowly faded out of everyone's sight.

When Yuan Yongyi led the horse back, Ah Si shouted, "Eldest sister, we are here." ”

Yuan Yongyi raised his head and saw Yuan Qingling and Ah Si, so he tied the horse outside and said to the king: "Go up and sit?" ”

King Qi seemed to have exhausted his strength and looked weak, and a strong gust of wind could blow him away.

Yuan Yongyi stretched out his hand to help him, he nodded randomly, and the two entered the teahouse and went up to the second floor.

Xu Yi brought two chairs and asked them to sit down.

King Qi still looked a little depressed, but because Yu Wenhao's face was calm and severe, he didn't lose his mind too much, he just smiled reluctantly, "Fifth brother is also here." ”

"Hmm!" Yu Wenhao replied lightly.

"The fifth sister-in-law is also there." King Qi glanced at Yuan Qingling quickly, looking a little weak-hearted.

The person who harmed her was Chu Mingcui, in fact, he shouldn't have a weak heart and guilt towards Yuan Qingling.

Yuan Qingling looked at him and saw that he was lifeless, so he was relieved: "It's over, it's time to let go." ”

He coughed and said unnaturally, "Put it down, don't think about it anymore." ”

Yuan Qingling personally poured tea for him and Yuan Yongyi, "You shouldn't have eaten yet, right?" Eat something first. ”

Yuan Yongyi was really hungry, and said, "Thank you Princess Chu, sister." ”

When she picked up the chopsticks, she glanced at Yu Wenhao cautiously, and saw that he didn't react, so she ate it.

King Qi didn't eat, he just held a cup of Shou Mei, and he didn't drink it, he just held it in his hand, turned from his left hand to his right hand, and then turned back to his left hand from his right hand, and the whole person seemed to be three souls and seven spirits.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Yu Wenhao, his mind had never been so clear in his life, "Fifth brother, did she really commit suicide?" ”

Yu Wenhao looked at him, "What do you want to say?" ”

King Qi was also a little at a loss, "I just want to know the cause of her death." ”

"Does it make sense? When a man dies, it is done. Yu Wenhao drank tea and said lightly.

The curtain outside the railing had fallen, shielding it from the cold wind, but it was not tightly closed, and the wind came in through the cracks, making it even more fierce and whirring.

It's like a ghost crying wolf.

King Qi said: "I just think that she won't kill herself." ”

"You know her." Yuwen Hao said.

The wind poured in, blowing the clothes of Xu Yi, who was standing next to him, hunting, Xu Yi stepped forward to pour tea, and said softly: "His Royal Highness King Qi, forget if the person is dead, you don't have to ask again." ”

King Qi looked up at Xu Yi and said, "This king just wants everything to be clear. ”

He's tired of the muddled days.

Yuan Yongyi heard this, put down her chopsticks, and said, "Why don't you believe that she committed suicide?" At that time, she knew that she was going to die, and she could still be happy when she committed suicide. ”

"In the prison of Jingzhao Mansion, how easy is it to commit suicide?" King Qi sighed lightly, "She has the courage to do anything, but she doesn't have the courage to hurt herself." ”

Therefore, she will not hit the wall, with her injuries at the time, she will not be able to hit the wall to death, she does not have enough strength.

Yu Wenhao put down the teacup heavily, and said in a cold tone: "I killed her, what?" Do you want to avenge her? ”

Yuan Qingling quickly shook his hand and motioned for him not to get angry.

Yu Wenhao was angry, "Look at what you look like now?" She wants to burn you, and you still come to worship her, unwilling to die for her? You don't want to be confused, but what you're doing now is being confused. ”

King Qi was reprimanded, and he looked even more helpless, and muttered: "I just don't know why I want to come, knowing that she is going to the funeral today, I can't sit still, I want to come and see her off." ”