The excitement of receiving the decree of marriage, as well as the disgust, resentment and jealousy of Sheng Mingzhu's almsgiving, made her run here in the middle of the night regardless of it.

"Who, who's where......"

No one answered in the dark.

A gust of gloomy wind struck, and a cyan phosphorus fire suddenly appeared out of thin air in the distant night, and the cyan flames were suspended in the air, as if connected to the Netherworld.

The soul messenger in hell stepped on the bones of the human world, accompanied by the burning fire of the eighteen layers of hell, and descended on the earth.

Meng Zhaoyue's hair exploded all over her body, her heart was weak, and her back was cold, she, she was just unwilling to let Sheng Mingzhu die unconsciously, and she didn't suffer the slightest pain and torture, so she remembered to run here in the middle of the night.

She didn't really want to encounter a ghost here.

"Ahh

The domestic servants who came with her were left behind, Meng Zhaoyue was so frightened that she panicked, and even crawled in the direction of the carriage, and even stepped on the soles of her feet, she didn't care at all, her good life hadn't started yet, so she didn't want to be caught in hell.

The footsteps in the distance, not in a hurry or slowly, the thin and slender figure was revealed little by little in the cyan phosphorus fire, the flames swayed, and the shadows of blue and black teeth and claws were printed under his feet.

"Who was that woman just now? It's just too vicious, tsk, the most poisonous woman's heart, the ancients honestly didn't deceive me. ”

Bingwu followed behind Mu Changqing, looking at Meng Zhaoyue's back and running away, shaking his head vigorously, the two of them were actually here for a long time, but before they had time to appear, they saw that in the middle of the night, a delicate beauty went to the mass grave with a lamp alone.

As for what Meng Zhaoyue said later, they naturally heard it clearly.

"Childe, you didn't come here in the middle of the night just to catch this evil woman!"

Mu Changqing was dressed in black, his thin figure blended into the night, and the faint phosphorus fire could not illuminate the expression on his face, only to see his hands hanging down at his side clenched into fists, and then walked quickly to Sheng Mingzhu's corpse, whose face was no longer visible.

The young man came in the night, his black and vertical hair, his face shape was perfect, his eyebrows were delicate, delicate and slender, the upward phoenix eyes contained sharp black eyes, thin and lightly pursed lips, and the filth and corruption all over the ground could not cover the loneliness and arrogance around him, like a cold plum in a snowy night.

"Childe, this is a ......"

The corpse in front of him had begun to decompose, and the corpse was covered with wounds from birds and beasts pecking, and Bingwu's words did not continue to be spoken, and his face, which had always been playful and improper, also fell silent.

Just because of the villain's slander, the Sheng family was full of fifty-one mouths, and they didn't even have time to say a word of justification, so they were all imprisoned and beheaded at noon.

Emperor Wu's style of doing this has chilled the hearts of many heroes in the world.

Mu Changqing lowered his head, his deep black eyes flashed with pain, and he quickly returned to calm, and his thin lips were tightened.

"Find someone, bury all the people of the Sheng family, find a way to find the bodies of the grandfather and the eldest prince, and bury them in one place!"

The cold voice accompanied by the gloomy night breeze around him drifted into Sheng Mingzhu's ears without dropping.

Sheng Mingzhu, whose eyes were red and her consciousness was on the verge of collapse, suddenly stopped struggling, and a thick black mist enveloped her whole body.

Who is it!

Who is it, give them the Sheng family to collect the bones.

Sheng Mingzhu curled up in a cloud of black mist, slowly approaching Mu Changqing, she wanted to see who this kind-hearted person was, and wanted to firmly engrave his face in the memory of the soul.

"Fat Pig, don't worry, the Sheng family is a big enemy, I will definitely let them pay for their blood debts."

The low voice fell to the ground like a cold jade, with the resoluteness that was bound to win, but Sheng Mingzhu was shocked by his sentence "Fat Pig Pig", and the black air around his body all dispersed, and his red eyes began to return to clarity.

In this world, there is only one person who will call her that.

Sheng Mingzhu took two steps back in shock, his eyes staring at the young man in front of him in disbelief, as if he wanted to find the meager resemblance in his memory.

The prince of Changning Houfu, ten years ago, should have been sentenced to Ling Chi for killing his father and mother, but his grandmother, Princess Changle, knelt in front of the Chengguang Palace without eating or drinking for three days and three nights, so that his life could be saved.

It's just that since then, he has been imprisoned in Baita Temple for life, and he will never be able to come out without the emperor's edict.

Sheng Mingzhu only saw him when he was very young, and at that time, the eldest brother had a good relationship with him, and always took her to Changning Houfu as a guest.

Just because he called "fat pig", and made her lose her temper for a long time, he was no longer willing to go to Changning Hou's Mansion to play, but he often asked his eldest brother to send her some small things.

What happened back then is no longer inquisitive, all the people involved are dead or missing, and this matter has also become a taboo in the entire capital, and everyone is taboo.

Wasn't he imprisoned in the White Pagoda Temple? When is it coming out?

In the end, he was the one who collected her bones.