The prince was buried in Chong'an Mausoleum, accompanied by hundreds of officials. Before the moon had completely set, dozens of eunuchs carried lanterns to show the way for the officials. The flickering lanterns cast a light on the snow, but the world seemed darker.

On the city tower, the emperor watched in silence as the funeral procession walked out of the city gate. Overnight, the whiteness of Emperor Xiao's sideburns became even more pronounced. Although it is still the calm dragon face, in the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, the majesty is gone, only the ordinary old father, the white-haired person sends the black-haired person to the sadness.

The prince died suddenly, and the Chong'an Mausoleum was also built in a hurry, and there were still scattered stones on the stone road that had not had time to be cleaned up. Chong'an Mausoleum guards the east, west, north and south with Shinto stone beasts. An altar is built in front of the mausoleum, and the tombstone is engraved with a cloud pattern. The prince's azusa palace is parked in the underground palace behind the altar.

Nine monks chanted on both sides of the altar, and the forest was startled. The frost and snow falling in the air fell on the shoulders of the hundred officials, and after a while, there seemed to be hundreds of snowmen standing under the altar.

Snow also fell on He Jingying's long eyelashes. He Jingying lowered her head and looked at the shadow of the sun falling on the snow. The time has passed, and there is still no news from Huo Chengjun.

Xiao Fulin touched He Jingying, and He Jingying came back to her senses.

On the altar, Wang Rong, the prince of the prince, had already recited: "The light is in vain and wants to sink, and the mountain is desolate and late." When the city is in Burma, the plain is suddenly far away......"

Today's funeral, the palace ministers, and the royal family all arrived at the Chong'an Mausoleum.

"Love is hopeful and chased, Gu Ru is suspicious and will return, woo hoo lament!" After Wang Rong finished reading, two lines of tears fell in time, flowing through his neck, and when the sun shone on him, he was grief-stricken.

All the officials were infected by Wang Rong's emotions. Shouted in unison: "Woohoo! ”

He Jingying hurriedly retracted her thoughts and saluted with everyone.

Xiao Flin said in a low voice: "You have been wandering today, what are you thinking?" Hungry and stupid a few days ago? ”

He Jingying hurriedly shook her head.

Xiao Flin whispered again, "Did you encounter any strange things in prison?" ”

He Jingying frowned and looked at Xiao Fulin. Xiao Fulin continued: "When you were imprisoned in the prison of the Criminal Department, my mother went to ask my father as soon as she found out. Originally, you were also of good grade, and you were only suspected of sin, so my mother wanted to ask for a will to imprison the palace for you, which is better than being locked up in a prison. But originally his father agreed, and ordered Zhu Shou to go to the criminal department to ask a few words, and then never mentioned the matter again. The mother wanted to mention it, and the father and the emperor also led the words away, which was very strange. ”

In this way, the emperor must have known that she had been locked up opposite Xiao Zixiang. Maybe she even knew what she said to Xiao Zixiang.

He Jingying's heart was slightly cold, Xiao Zixiang's death did not make the emperor relax his vigilance against her. There is no doubt that this suspicion will be transferred to Xiao Zhaoye, and I don't know if the death of the prince will make the emperor have more pity for Xiao Zhaoye.

He Jingying has never been sure whether she should let Xiao Zhaoye come back now, but it seems that she has no more choice.

He Jingying looked at Xiao Lian's back standing in front of him. The tall back already has the posture of Xiao Zhaoye. In just half a year, he has changed from a ruffian who laughs and frolicks all day long, without any seriousness, to a real prince. He still has the youthfulness and enthusiasm that Xiao Zhaoye does not have.

He Jingying witnessed Xiao Lian's growth with her own eyes, but now she wants to send him away because of Yang Minzhi's appearance. This whole thing is so absurd, the only grievance is Xiao Lian, who has nothing to do with this world. He came, or went, and no one asked him about his wishes.

Yang Minzhi said that when he placed the rebirth curse, he made a mistake. This rebirth spell was originally used on He Jingying and Yang Minzhi themselves. But unexpectedly, Yang Minzhi survived the fire, but Xiao Zhaoye died in the fire by mistake. Yang Minzhi couldn't be reborn, and this spell dragged Xiao Lian from that distant time and space.

Xiao Lian is the reincarnation of Yang Minzhi. It was for this simple reason that he was drawn into such a world of intrigue and undercurrents.

Yang Minzhi was also punished for such a mistake. He was thrown into the path of silence, and existed in a soulless land in the Three Realms, outside the six realms of reincarnation, in a desert without day and night. Only at the time of the eclipse can you travel to and from the world. Even so, Yang Minzhi can't be called "alive", just a weak body that is not born or died, unless his head is different, he will always suffer from the pain of his heart.

In this curse of rebirth, none of the four people He Jingying, Xiao Zhaoye, Xiao Lian, and Yang Minzhi are beneficiaries. Even He Jingying.

He Jingying looked at Xiao Lian's back deeply. This man, she's destined to be indebted, isn't she?

Xiao Lian turned his head slightly, and his gaze fell on He Jingying's face full of confusion, anxiety and sadness. He smiled, and raised the corners of his mouth as always, but in a pair of cynical eyes, there was a more open and dazzling brilliance than the sun. For him, this life is like a game, he is not afraid of life and death, he is not trapped in coming and going, but he lives with his feet on the ground, even if this land does not belong to him.

On the altar, a complicated and lengthy funeral came to the last scene. Countless cattle and sheep were dragged to the altar, and a pit more than a foot deep had been dug in front of the altar, and the cattle and sheep were driven into the pit one by one. The cattle and sheep seemed to realize that they were facing death, and kept struggling, and the cattle and sheep who fell into the pit kept digging the pit wall with their hooves, trying to climb out of the pit. But the walls of the pit were steep, and people around were shoveling dirt into the hole, and no one could climb out of the pit. Soon, the soil in the cave was half covered by the cows and sheep, and only the wailing remained.

A carriage came slowly, the one that the prince had used during his lifetime. Only today, the beams in front of the cart are wrapped in deerskins, and the tassels, bridles, and horses are decorated with shells, and the lantanas are made of black and white ribbons. The original gorgeous carriage only had a solemn and strange atmosphere.

This strange feeling is not the blue and white decorations on the carriage, but the scarecrow in the carriage, tied with the prince's court clothes, sitting upright in the middle of the carriage. And next to this scarecrow, there is also a woman in mourning clothes.

He Jingying's heart jumped suddenly, and the person sitting next to the "prince" was a living person! That person was Huo Chengbi. Huo Chengbi's face was pale, and there was no trace of blood on his thin lips. She was emaciated, and if she didn't look closely, she would have thought she was a paper person.

After this carriage, more than a dozen people were tied with hemp ropes, all wearing plain linen clothes, with the same expressions as Huo Chengbi, all of them with earth-colored faces and dull eyes. The men walked with unsteady legs, and the shells that pulled the horses collided with each other with a subtle and crisp sound.

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