In the middle of the night, the regent entered the palace and came to the emperor's bedroom, where it was raining heavily outside, and it was unusually cold inside.

Yu Wenjing stepped into the dormitory and smelled a strong smell of blood......

I saw the little emperor lying on the side of the couch, on the left and right sides of the dormitory, and the servants and maids knelt in a row, eager to bury their heads in the ground.

There is a huge iron cage next to the bed, which is pitch black, and there are many young girls dressed as palace people tied to the iron cage, each of them is skinny and good-looking.

The little emperor didn't seem to notice the regent entering, and he looked intently at a corpse on the bed, and compared a piece of clean things at hand to the body.

Yu Wenjing's heart palpitated, and said, "Yu Wenli, what are you doing?" ”

The little emperor came back to his senses and grinned: "Imperial brother, imperial brother, you are here, you see, I am treating Concubine Xiao's injury, I found the best skin in the entire palace for her, so that I will definitely be able to cover this wound......"

Yu Wenjing looked at the basin full of blood next to the bed, and said angrily: "Yu Wenli, do you still remember that you are an emperor, and you are like this now, how different from a madman. ”

"You care about me!" Yu Wenli suddenly overturned the basin of water and shouted, "I am the emperor, I don't need you to say what I want to do!" If I want her to live, she can't die here! No!! ”

Yu Wenjing didn't speak, just looked at him quietly, his brows furrowed.

The little emperor was stunned and said, "Have you seen this red robe?" That was the one that Sister Lingyun wore when she went out on the expedition that year, and she liked this dress the most...... I'm giving it to her now, it's all for her, she's not going to leave mine, no! ”

Yu Wenjing sighed and said, "Li'er, in fact, it's not your fault, you also know that she has an arrogant temperament and will never commit suicide." ”

Yu Wenli panicked, he covered his ears and scolded loudly: "Don't speak! I command you not to speak! I don't want to hear it! ”

"The beauties of the country and the mountains have made a choice since ancient times." Yu Wenjing's eyes were pressed very low, and he seemed to lock all his emotions between the cold words: "You know that this matter is related to the Empress Zhou, but you don't dare to retaliate, because you are just a child who can only hide behind the Regent now." ”

The little emperor glared at Yu Wenjing, pulled out the sword at the head of the bed, and said, "You dare to talk to me like this, do you want to rebel!" ”

"I'm the only one in the entire Lan Dynasty who can talk to you like that!" Yu Wenjing said seriously: "Because I am both a courtier and your brother. ”

"I ...... I ......" the little emperor's hand holding the sword trembled: "Uhh!!h ”

The little emperor took the sword and began to chop in the hall, leaving traces of Taoism on the table, bed, and green jade ground, and he was like crazy, venting madly.

Maybe it's because Qi Xiao died so easily.

Maybe it's angry with yourself......

And if the regent is here, the emperor will not hurt anyone.

The emperor slashed like this for a long time, until he was exhausted, and then he threw away his sword out of breath and fell to the ground and wept.

"I'm sorry Brother Huang." Yuwen Li sobbed: "It's me...... It's my fault that I'm useless, it......'s all my fault."

"So this time." Yu Wenjing approached the little emperor, and said with a cold look in his eyes: "This time, I will definitely not give her to you." ”

After that, a hand knife went down and knocked Yu Wenli unconscious.

The minions in the hall breathed a sigh of relief.

The regent looked unfazed and ordered, "Come on, help the emperor to rest." ”

There was a dead silence in the hall, but it was Jiang Gonggong who reacted first and said, "Yes." ”

After the slaves and maids took away the emperor, Yu Wenjing looked at Xiao Biao's body on the bed.

Because of the effect of drugs, the whole body was pale, wrapped in a red dress, and the blood marks that turned out of the neck were shocking, and there were countless large and small scars on the body.

Yu Wenjing looked at it, took a deep breath, his heart tingled, and even the sound of breathing was a little trembling.

"Ah Biao......" Yu Wenjing approached very carefully, hugging the light and terrifying corpse: "I will bury your body and not let you suffer anymore." ”

Yu Wenjing covered Xiao Biao's face with a silk handkerchief, and walked out of the dormitory with her, and the slave next to him had a sharp umbrella.

As soon as he went out, he saw Xiao Yue hurriedly walking towards the dormitory, and Zhishui followed closely with an umbrella.

Xiao Yue's eyes widened, and she looked at Yu Wenjing's arms a little nervously, and asked, "Who is this?" ”

Yu Wenjing didn't speak, just walked forward and passed Xiao Yue.

Xiao Yue felt very uneasy in her heart, she turned around and took off the silk handkerchief covering Xiao Biao's face, and she really saw the miserable white face, and she was relieved.

Xiao Yue pretended to be careless, and said resignedly: "I'm sorry, lord, I just want to help, I don't want to get rid of the silk handkerchief." ”

Xiao Yue's eyebrows were furrowed, she squatted on the ground and picked up the rain-stained silk handkerchief, and wanted to put it back on Xiao Yang's face, but was dodged by Yu Wenjing.

Yu Wenjing didn't want to talk to her, just glanced at her coldly, and left here with Xiao Yang in his arms.

The regent's carriage went all the way west to the bamboo forest on the outskirts of the city.

The night was very deep, it was dark in the bamboo forest, the sound of the rustling was endless, the rain was very heavy, and the slaves on the side held umbrellas and hung lanterns on the bamboo branches, not daring to speak.

Yu Wenjing put Xiao Biao down gently, held the umbrella beside her, stared at her for a while, and then took out a bamboo shovel from the carriage, found a good place, and dug it up.

The slave next to him said softly: "Lord Wang, your body is valuable, it is not appropriate to do this kind of thing, you are still a slave ......."

Yu Wenjing made a gesture of "stop" and said, "She said that if she dies on the battlefield one day, and there are still some corpses left, please ask me to bury her with my own hands, no need for a coffin, just give her a piece of horse leather." ”

The servant sighed, lowered his voice and said, "Your Royal Highness the Regent, you and the emperor are both temperamental people, but ...... The emperor used the wrong way. ”

"No, I can understand Li'er." Yu Wenjing stepped the bamboo shovel deep into the dirt: "If it weren't for that Northern Barbarian Secret Technique, I'm afraid I'd be even crazier than Li Er." ”

One word of love is tireless in destroying people.

Yu Wenjing buried Xiao Biao in his own way, he cut down a piece of green bamboo and stood on the side of the grave, rubbed it repeatedly for a while, and then carved the words "Bosom Friend-Xiao Biao" on it.

Yu Wenjing stroked the uneven text: "Ah Fei, I failed to protect you in my previous life, in fact, my biggest regret is ...... Until death, we are just confidants, and you are the one I want to marry......"

He hated, hated himself for not showing his heart, hated himself for not saying anything, hated himself for not taking her into his arms......

The rain gradually became lighter, Yu Wenjing just sat by the grave in a daze, and the slave next to him had already begun to nap, but he still guarded this place, watching endlessly, as if all the eternity had been seen through in this eye.

The first light of dawn passed through the rubbing clouds and mist, outlining the tall appearance of the green bamboo, and Yu Wenjing finally got up from the small tombstone and left.