Just when everyone was about to turn around and want to disperse, ready to go back to pack up and leave for Xiqin overnight, Lan Xiang suddenly hesitated to open her mouth:

"His Royal Highness King Qin, Lan Xiang has another matter to reveal, which is about Yan'er's aftermath. I don't know, should we send it back to Chengxi Yifu for burial? Or is it buried in place? This matter should not have bothered His Royal Highness King Qin, but Yan'er was the only personal maid of Miss Yi before her death, and it should have been best decided by Miss Yi, but Miss Yi's whereabouts are unknown now. Yan'er, she was also trying to find her master, but she was dragged down by Lanxiang, and unfortunately ended up dying in a foreign land. Therefore, please ask His Royal Highness King Qin to make a decision on behalf of the girl? ”

Thinking that Yan'er died because of herself, Lan Xiang wanted to help her take care of the aftermath, but when she remembered that Yan'er only thought about her young lady until she died, Lan Xiang knew her wish, so she hesitated again.

But if you want a big family like Yifu to treat a humble little maid well, I'm afraid only Xuanyuan Han can do it. So, she dared to ask him.

Xuanyuan Han thought for a moment, and said in a cold voice: "Yan'er is also a loyal servant, she has worked hard to come here to find the master, and she has been with Yun'er since she was a child, presumably Yun'er will miss her from time to time in the future." If it was Yun'er, she would definitely not let her die in a foreign land and end up with a miserable end of a lonely ghost. ”

As soon as he thought of this, Xuanyuan Han ordered: "Cheng Liang, after cremating Yan'er's body on the spot, bring her ashes back to Western Qin together, and order the people of Yifu to arrange a thick burial, just say that it is the king's order."

"Subordinates obey." Cheng Liang gave up his hand to receive the order.

"Since that's the case, Lan Xiang will go down to prepare for Yan'er and send her on the road."

Hearing this, Lan Xiang suddenly felt relieved, wiped her tears with relief, and turned around with Cheng Liang to go out to do this quickly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, he collided with the young guard who had been guarding Yan'er's body and bumped into it, Cheng Liang quickly grabbed Lan Xiang's arm in time, so that she was not knocked to the ground.

And the young guard, who stumbled in as if he had seen a ghost, was already too late to dodge, and directly took two steps back and sat heavily on the threshold behind him, covering his aching ass with one hand, and then staggered up and knelt in front of Xuanyuan Han with a "plop", as if he had suddenly become a mouthful, he stammered:

"His Royal Highness King Qin, it's not good, deceit... Cheat... It's a corpse, you go and see, go quickly... Check it out! ”

"What do you say? What deceitful corpse? Hearing this, Cheng Liang hurriedly let go of the hand attached to Lan Xiang's arm, and turned over to grab the young guard's arm and asked.

"Yan'er, Yan'er, her, she......" The young guard seemed to try his best to calm his tone, but he didn't want to, but he was obviously frightened by the situation, and became more and more anxious, and in the end, there were only some dancing movements left that no one could understand, and he couldn't say a word clearly.

"Let's take a look!" Seeing this, Xuanyuan Han narrowed his eyes, and then lifted the corners of his robe and strode out

When I went to the door, everyone present followed me for no apparent reason.

Under the dark night, in front of an independent hut called "Qinghui Pavilion" in the corner of the backyard of the East Garden, a white lantern faintly appeared that was emitting a dim candle light.

In the silence of the night, a round of the moon was clear, and the evening breeze gently whipped the dense bamboo forests on both sides of the hut, making a rustling sound.

The white lantern hanging high in front of the door was specially hung for Yan'er's departure.

However, in the Qinghui Pavilion, where only Yan'er's body was placed, all kinds of harsh and weird sounds that seemed to be smashing doors and windows and smashing things were constantly coming out at this moment: "Boom, click, bang......"

Outside the door of Qinghui Pavilion, it was firmly locked by a large sturdy lock, and in the courtyard in front of the door, more than a dozen guards were cowering and huddled together, all shivering.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Cheng Liang hurriedly stepped forward and asked the guard, "What's going on inside?"

Hearing this, one of the guards turned back to him tremblingly and said, "General Qi Cheng, there is... Yes... Ghosts. ”

"Presumptuous, Lang Lang Qiankun, where the hell did you come from?" Cheng Liang immediately shouted angrily at him.

"No, there are really ghosts, if the general doesn't believe it, you can listen to it yourself. In this Qinghui Pavilion, there is obviously only one dead person, but now ......"

The guard was talking, but unexpectedly, the harsh and strange voice sounded from the house again: "Click, click, ......"

"Hell!" Hearing this, the dozen or so guards shouted in unison and ran away, and after a few strokes, they all disappeared.

"Come back, give me all back, bastard!" Seeing this, Cheng Liang suddenly turned around angrily and yelled at his fleeing back.

At this time, Xuanyuan Han and the others had already rushed to the courtyard of Qinghui Pavilion, and Cheng Liang asked him for instructions to break in: "Your Highness."

Xuanyuan Han's face was cold, his posture was long and handsome, towering like a mountain, dressed in black, mysterious and majestic, and his whole body exuded arrogance and domineering. At this time, he is like the god of the night, standing under the sky with his hands behind his back, looking at the common people.

Seeing that he nodded slightly, Cheng Liang immediately turned around and kicked the door lock open, and was about to lift his foot to enter, Lan Xiang stepped forward and said to stop him: "Wait, General Cheng, let me come."

After Cheng Liang turned around and got the master's instructions, he retreated and guarded at the door.

Lan Xiang then gently attached the cold door panel with both hands and pushed it open, only to see that starting from the threshold under her feet, the room was actually a mess of porcelain shards and all kinds of objects thrown large and small, good or bad, all kinds of furniture and other objects. But on the small bed in the house, Yan'er had long since disappeared.

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