"Find out that Li Yanyu instructed Li Jingzi, and there is evidence of his collusion with the warden of the Heavenly Prison, just to want you to die."

"How can this be?" According to Duanmu Qing's understanding of Li Yanyu, he should not leave evidence.

I don't know what happened this time, but I found the note she signed with Li Yanyu in Li Jingzi's house.

Therefore, the evidence that he instructed Li Jingzi is very sufficient. ”

Hearing this, Duanmu Qing recalled Li Jingzi's behavior in the past, and his heart was clear.

This woman finally knew that the Qi State Mansion was unreliable.

"Then what did Your Majesty do with it in the end?"

"Li Jingzi bought murder, colluded with officials, and was sentenced to death.

Li Yanyu colluded with officials to murder the county monarch and was sentenced to exile. ”

"Where?"

"Yunnan, never return to Beijing."

Duanmu Qing nodded, she didn't have any thoughts about this.

What kind of relationship between these two people and her, she knows very well in her heart.

Either you die or I die, solve two, and save a lot of trouble.

It's just that the Duke of Qi will hate her even more in the future.

Anyway, they are already enemies, and there is no difference between hating a little more and hating a little less.

In today's Qi State Mansion, there is only one talent left in Li Yanbang.

I want to see what kind of action Li Mao and Li Wei will take.

After resting for many days, Duanmuqing's retreat is no longer a big problem, and Rongxi Hall still goes every day, but the old lady is very distressed.

On this day, when I came out of Rongxi Hall, the sky was already a little dark.

Jin Wuxi sinks, only a little sunset remains, reflected on the surface of the lake, and several ducks chase each other.

It's been a long time since I've been so relaxed, and Duanmu Qing is a little greedy for this beauty.

He was not in a hurry to go back, but walked slowly along the shore of the lake.

At this time, June is coming to an end, and the willows are flourishing, like a cloud of blue clouds, and walking in it is darker than elsewhere.

was walking comfortably, and unexpectedly a person swooped out obliquely.

Duanmu Qing was taken aback, and only to find out that it was Duanmu Cang.

It's just that at this time, the expression on his face is very ugly, as if he wants to eat people.

"Duanmu Qing!"

Looking at his appearance, he knew that he was in a bad mood, and the two of them had no feelings in the first place.

Duanmu Qing was hesitating to call him, but he roared first.

"What?"

"Zi'er, she's dead."

It turned out that it was for this matter, Duanmu Qing's face remained unchanged, and he looked at him lightly: "Is it!" ”

"It's all because of you!"

Duanmu Qing's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he didn't speak for a while.

Gradually, she put away her emotions and said lightly: "It was she who did her own wrong." ”

"How could she be like this without you? In the past, she was so lovely, so gentle, and everyone in the family liked her so much.

If it weren't for you, how could she be disliked by the people in the entire Hou Mansion, and finally kicked out of the house.

If she hadn't been kicked out, how could she have ended up like this? ”

"No one forced her!"

Duanmu Qing was just a short sentence and didn't explain much.

"No one forced her? She went to the Qi Mansion with the blood of the Duanmu family in her body, if she didn't accept their arrangement, how would she survive?

Duanmu Qing, what kind of demon magic did you use to make your father and grandmother dislike her? What the hell are you doing behind her back?!"

Hearing this, Duanmu Qing couldn't help but sneer, it turned out that there was such an explanation in this world.

With such a person, there is no way to explain it at all, Duanmu Qing is too lazy to continue to pay attention to him.

Bypassed him and went straight to his Dancing Ink Pavilion.

"Duanmu Qing, aren't you afraid of retribution? She's only fourteen! How can you be so vicious? ”

Suddenly stopped, Duanmu Qing looked at him coldly: "The person you are scolding me now is only fourteen years old. ”

Duanmu Cang was stunned for a moment, as if he never knew how old the girl in front of him was.

"So, if you think she was killed by me, that's it! Who called her stupid? I'm as old as her, why is she the one who died, not me? ”

After saying that, he didn't look over there again, and walked away.

Duanmu Cang looked at her arrogant back, something called anger, and roared in his heart like a fierce beast.

She even said that Zi'er's death was because she was stupid.

How could she be so vicious?! Such a cute and kind girl.

He will always remember that time, when she hugged himself and cried helplessly.

Why didn't he think that this woman would be so vicious?

If you know, no matter what, even if you take her away, don't let her stay here and be harmed like this.

Today, he is one step late.

The beautiful woman had died under the white silk, and her big eyes were still open.

There is unwillingness in that kind of heart.

What's even more terrifying is that the clothes on her body are messy, and it is clear that she has been abused.

The girl who used to be like a princess in the mansion suddenly broke the doll and was thrown into the corner of the cell.

How can you be willing? At the age of fourteen, he was persecuted to death.

"Duanmu Qing!" Thinking of this, Duanmu Cang couldn't help but roar angrily.

Duanmu Qing suppressed the anger in his heart and stopped, but he didn't look back.

"You will be punished!"

A sneer condensed on his lips, and his lips opened slightly: "Really?" I waited. ”

When a word landed, it gradually disappeared from Duanmu Cang's sight, just like this gradually approaching night.

Back in the Dancing Ink Pavilion, it was already dark, and Duanmu Qing never said a word.

She is not a ruthless person, and even, sometimes, deep down, she feels like an amorous person.

She longs for love, lots and lots of love, from family, from friends, from those around her.

Except for the love of men and women.

An attitude like Duanmu Cang's will always be a wound in the depths of her heart.

Maybe in a sense, Duanmu Cang's kindness to Li Jingzi overlaps with Zhao Yufeng in his previous life!

The feeling of betrayal in the previous life was too clear in my heart.

Therefore, whenever she sees Duanmu Cang's belief and love for Duanmu Zi regardless of black and white, it will deeply stab her heart.

However, she is not a person who likes to beg.

If you can't get it, don't think about it.

Since Duanmu Cang has always disliked her, forget it, whether it is regret or unwillingness, don't think about it.

After washing up, I went to bed early, not bothering to pay attention to the evening.

In the snow-white world, everything was hidden, and Duanmu Qing stood in the snow, not knowing where to go for a while.

There was nothing, except for white snow, and the sky was gray.

"Cai Wei, Lu Xi?"

Duanmu Qing couldn't remember how he came back to this place, so he shouted two words loudly.

But no one answered her, and there was still silence.

Occasionally, a wind blew and lifted her white cloak.

Looking at the snow fox fur swaying in the wind, Duanmu Qing suddenly remembered that Han Lingxian came here, and this cloak was still made of the snow fox he played!

Walking without direction, I suddenly found that there seemed to be a yard far away.

With joy in his heart, he ran in that direction.

The door of the courtyard became clear, and it seemed to be a cyan door.

No, there seems to be a person.

Duanmu Qing hid the doubts in his heart and walked over there.

When I got closer, I realized that the slender back and emaciated shoulders were not my mother's mother?

Suddenly, my heart rejoiced, and I vaguely felt that this scene was somewhat familiar.

"Mother, it's so cold, why did you come to the Dancing Ink Pavilion?"

When I said it myself, I realized that when I looked up, sure enough, it was not the Dancing Ink Pavilion!

Qiu Tian didn't look back, but tilted his neck slightly, as if he was quietly looking here.

"Qing'er, are you okay living here?"

Duanmu Qing was a little strange, and walked forward with a smile: "Mother, you forgot, I've been moving to the Dancing Ink Pavilion for many years, why are you only asking me now?" ”

"Yes! It's been years. ”

I don't know why, Duanmu Qing suddenly felt that when she said this, she seemed to be a little choked.

Putting away his smile, Duanmu Qing walked over slowly, and said suspiciously: "Mother, what's wrong with you?" Is it in a bad mood? ”

Qiu Tian shook his head and turned around slowly.

Duanmu Qing didn't know when he had an extra hand stove in his hand and fell into the snow.

The woman in front of her was not Qiu Tian, her appearance seemed to be somewhat familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.

"Who are you?"

Duanmu Qing felt that his voice trembled a little, shook his head hard, and opened his eyes again.

The woman was a little far away from her, and her face was blurry and she couldn't see clearly.

"Don't go, who are you? What about my mother? ”

I don't know why, Duanmu Qing has a feeling that this woman must have something special to do with him.

Can't let her go.

Thinking like this, my feet quickened.

But the woman seemed to be sliding, and the faster she ran, the farther the distance between the two became.

Finally, in the snowy whiteness, there was no longer her figure.

Duanmu Qing looked around blankly, there was nothing, only the white sky, and the snowflakes that didn't know when they started falling again.

"Mother!"

tried her best, Duanmu Qing shouted such a sentence, but between heaven and earth, there was nothing to respond to her.

"Miss, Miss, wake up!"

There was a sudden chill on his face, and Duanmu Qing suddenly opened his eyes, and he saw the nervous faces of Cai Wei and Lu Xi.

"Wake up, wake up, just wake up." A smile appeared on Luxi's face.

Cai Wei put the bowl in her hand on the low table beside her: "Did Miss have a nightmare?" We hear you keep calling Madame. ”

Duanmu Qing remembered the things in his dream, but he couldn't remember the woman's face anymore, and only remembered the white patch.

Suddenly remembered that snowy day, Qiu Tian stood at the door of the Dancing Ink Pavilion and waited for her.

I suddenly felt a sense of boredom in my heart: "I'm a little bored, you can accompany me to Wen Yaxuan!" ”

"Now?" Rushi was taken aback.

Cai Wei looked at Duanmu Qing's appearance, but said, "I'll go get you clothes." ”

Today, on the fifteenth day, the moonlight outside is very good, and there is no need to carry a lantern in the whole night sky.

When he walked to Guangluxuan, Duanmu Qing felt that something was wrong, as if he smelled something.

"Miss, what's wrong?"

Cai Wei saw that her face was wrong, and hurriedly asked.

Duanmu Qing didn't answer her, quickly shook off the hands of the two of them, and ran towards Wen Yaxuan.

Before I could get to the door, I almost bumped into someone.

But at this time she didn't bother to pay attention, didn't even look at it, and went over there.

When I ran to the door, I saw smoke billowing inside.

Duanmu Qing stood in front of the door, his heart like a stone thrown to the sea, constantly sinking, sinking.

Sink to the coldest depths.

"Mother!" The body awakens faster than the conscious mind.