After about a stick of incense, Yan Xiaodao and Yan Wuyi crawled out of the Fu family's ancestral tomb. The two of them had gray faces. Yan Xiaodao coughed a few times and said, "I'll go to Jingzhao Mansion Yin and call a few more people." It was full of corpses, all new, and women and children. It's miserable. ”

Yan Wuyi took a sip and said, "It's really not a fucking human. ”

He Jingying asked, "What's next?" ”

Yan Wuyi said: "There is not even a coffin down here, anyway, there must be no one surnamed Fu." There were a dozen or so new corpses, all disposed of and sprinkled with lime. ”

He Jingying: "They all died of the plague?" ”

Yan Wuyi: "This will not be known until it is disemboweled." But looking at the way they all have lime sprinkled on their bodies, eighty percent is right. ”

He Jingying: "How can there be women and children?" ”

Yan Wuyi: "I don't know which beast did it, it seems that the family was destroyed." Moreover, there are no tongues. ”

He Jingying was horrified in her heart, her family was cut out and buried in an unknown ancient tomb on the outskirts of the city. This matter can be described as inhumane, and I am afraid that it is not enough.

When Yan Xiaodao came back, he brought three capturers of Jingzhao Mansion Yin. Originally, the three captors were very dissatisfied with this, and muttered and complained all the way, but when they saw He Jingying, they were honest instantly.

After all, she is the princess of Nanjun, and if she doesn't die, it's easy to lift their jobs.

The three trappers, plus Yan Xiaodao and Yan Wuyi, a total of five people, dragged out the corpse in the grave in a short time with their hands and feet.

There were thirteen corpses in total, including three female corpses, one corpse of a child about five or six years old, and the rest were male corpses.

Yan Wuyi looked at them one by one. Yan Wuyi sorted out their clothes after the inspection, his teeth were tight, he was angry, and his chest rose and fell. "All of them, except the child, had the plague, but none of them died because of the plague. They were all strangled to death. The time of death is about the same as that of the person who may be the caretaker. ”

Yan Xiaodao: "I've also checked below, it shouldn't be a place to detain them, there is no place to isolate and detain them here." ”

He Jingying: "So they were put in after death?" ”

Yan Xiaodao nodded: "It looks like the place where they were originally held has been transferred." ”

The people in the Six Diseases Pavilion, the two corpses found before and after in the dense forest, and the thirteen people buried in the ancient tomb. Taken together, we can roughly deduce such a plausible story.

These people are all being held in the same place. First of all, the man who was gnawed by a dog in the dense forest, for some unknown reason, came out of the place where he was imprisoned, maybe he escaped and died in the dense forest, maybe he was thrown out after death, in short, he was the first to get the plague. Perhaps because of the large size of the place where he was held, the plague was so similar to fever that no one knew it was the plague when he died. The person in the Six Diseases Pavilion was the second to escape. After he escaped, the plague broke out, and those who had not yet had the plague killed all those who were sick and buried them there.

Yin of Jingzhao Mansion buried the deceased near Yizhuang, painted a portrait and posted it in the city for his family to claim. and remove rodent infestation near the lodge. After that, there was no more plague.

But at the same time, for seven days, sixteen corpses were unclaimed.

Judging by Yan Xiaodao, these sixteen people are not family members, so this is not a case of extermination. The sixteen men were dressed in different ways. The daughter and the child were dressed in tatters, and looked like beggars, but the others were not poor.

Such a person should not be without a family.

Jingzhao Mansion Yin had no choice but to expand the scope and send the portrait to the neighboring towns to continue the search.

When the plague case in the ancient tomb was unsolved, Xiao Lian had already returned to the dynasty.

Chun'er happily ran into the house: "Miss, the post house sent someone to say that the prince will enter the city tomorrow." ”

Xiao Lian finally came back smoothly. The heart that has been hanging for the past few days has finally fallen.

Chun'er pulled He Jingying's sleeve and said, "Miss, I heard that in order to welcome the princess of the Northern Dynasty, the emperor also specially arranged a guard of honor. It's very lively. ”

He Jingying looked at Chun'er's eager appearance and said with a smile: "Do you want to join in the fun?" ”

Chun'er nodded, leaned into He Jingying's ear and said, "I heard that this princess of the Northern Dynasty is the first beauty of the Northern Dynasty." Miss, don't you want to go and see it? ”

He Jingying deliberately teased Chun'er and said, "Why should I go to see a woman?" ”

Chun'er dragged He Jingying pitifully: "Oh, miss." Besides, a few days ago, I ran around with you Yizhuang Ancient Tomb and saw so many dead people, you also took me to see the beauties and wash my eyes. ”

He Jingying was completely defeated and replied: "Okay, okay, go if you don't go over." Let's just take a look at the crowd, and when the time comes, all the officials will be in front of the road, and when they are seen, they will say that I, the princess, have lost our dignity. ”

On such an occasion, there are hundreds of officials to greet him, and when he enters the city, he will go directly to the palace to meet the emperor and queen. Now there is no queen, and this position should be done by Fan Guifei. She is a princess, just a princess of the palace, and she can't go without an edict.

Chun'er nodded happily: "Miss, don't worry, anyway, the hundred officials won't be surprised." ”

He Jingying: "......"

In order not to be eye-catching, He Jingying and Chun'er specially wore men's clothes, and went to the city gate early in the morning to occupy a front position. The streets are bustling with thousands of empty alleys. The name of the first beauty in the Northern Dynasty attracted thousands of empty alleys.

In addition to welcoming hundreds of officials, this street is also covered with flower petals, so ingenious, presumably the person who presided over the ceremony is He Yin.

When the sun was slightly setting, he saw a group of people approaching the city gate from afar. Xiao Lian and Xiao Zilun took the lead and led everyone through the city gate. Before the chariot carrying the princess of the Northern Dynasty entered the city, everyone exclaimed in appreciation when they saw Xiao Lian and Xiao Zilun. The surrounding women even threw the flowers in their hands and threw them on the two of them.

The sun poured into the city gate, and Xiao Lian rode the little white dragon on a golden ground and walked in with high spirits. White horse and gold-footed young man, arrogant and indulgent, lightly covered. In the past, Xiao Zhaoye was cold, and now Xiao Lian is inexhaustible youth. I think it was because the wind and sand in the Northern Dynasty were blowing a little harder, and Xiao Lian's originally fair skin was a little darker, but he looked more and more heroic.

He Jingying looked up at Xiao Lian, and her mood became happy. In the past, Xiao Zhaoye always made people feel that he was burdened with too many secrets, and he had a calm that did not match his age. And today's Xiao Lian has the youthful spirit that he should really have at this age, he is like a plant that grows towards the sun, bathed in the sun, without the slightest shade.

Xiao Lian walked through the crowd with the little white dragon, and when he was about to miss He Jingying, he turned around. The eyes that had already fallen into the sun became brighter in an instant. Xiao Lian saw He Jingying dressed like this, smiled evilly, bent down and stretched out his hand, pulled He Jingying into the crook of his arm and hugged the horse.

The petals of the flowers in one place rose and fell one after another, falling on He Jingying's eyebrows and shoulders.

The crowd erupted in exclamation.

Then they whispered.

"Isn't this the prince of Nanjun? Does he like men? ”

"Isn't he married?"

"It's not good in public......"

Xiao Lian was generous, holding He Jingying on the horse, nodding to the people around him, and said, "This is my daughter-in-law, beautiful." ”

He Jingying regretted her evaluation of Xiao Lian's "heroic young man" just now. I thought that the sun of the Northern Dynasty had sunburned you for a month, but it didn't kill you.