When the new emperor ascended the throne, he should have given amnesty to the world, but because Mu Jinghong committed the crime of rebellion, Mu Luo left him a life, deprived him of his title, and exiled Mu Jinghong to the bitter cold land in the extreme north of Tianyuan Country, and could never return to the capital.

Situ Qianchen also reached a consensus with Mu Luo, although Mu Luo was suspicious by nature, but he thought that he had just ascended the throne, maybe the hearts of the court were still unstable, and he urgently needed the support of people like Situ Qianchen to achieve a stable position, so Mu Luo gave Situ Qianchen a high-ranking official, just one person under ten thousand people.

Mu Jinghong was escorted out of the capital, and now only Gong Chuyue is left in prison, Mu Luo is still very tolerant of the Seventh Princess, but at the request of Situ Qianchen, Mu Luo handed over the trial power to him.

In the cell, Situ Qianchen's official uniform had not yet been taken off, he stood outside the prison door and stared at Gong Chuyue who was shrinking in the corner, she was no longer the famous and fearful daughter of the capital, she was now like a frightened little beast, she just wanted to find a stable nest and hide.

But Situ Qianchen didn't give her this opportunity, he ordered his subordinates to call a few maids, wash and bathe Gong Chuyue, and then take the carriage.

Gong Chuyue was speechless all the way, holding the handkerchief tightly in her hand, there seemed to be something wrapped in the handkerchief, so that she could feel at ease by rubbing it all the time.

The carriage finally stopped on a hillside outside the capital, and after Situ Qianchen asked the maid to dismount with Gong Chuyue, he ordered them to leave.

Gong Chuyue stood on the empty hillside, and as soon as she turned around, she saw a newly repaired tomb, and the tombstone was engraved with the three big characters of Ye Zhengbai.

Gong Chuyue's eyes were shocked, and the clenched handkerchief increased the strength by three points.

Situ Qianchen lit three incense sticks in front of Ye Zhengbai's tomb, handed them to Gong Chuyue sideways, and said, "Aren't you going to pay tribute to him?" ”

Gong Chuyue's hand that took the incense trembled a little, she looked at Ye Zhengbai's tombstone, froze in place, she never inserted the incense into the incense burner in front of the tomb.

Situ Qianchen got up, stood side by side with Gong Chuyue in front of the tomb, and said leisurely: "Gong Chuyue, in fact, when the eldest brother died, I thought about pulling you down to bury the eldest brother." ”

Gong Chuyue's face was pale, but she squeezed out a smile: "Then why don't you do that?" ”

"Because I still want to use your hatred for Cut Pupils to achieve my goal, I didn't send you down to Jiuquan to see my eldest brother, besides, I always thought that you were not worthy of my eldest brother at all."

Gong Chuyue didn't deny it, she felt that Situ Qianchen might have done all the bad things in his life, but he was right about this.

"I don't have the face to see him, so what are you trying to do when you brought me here?"

Situ Qianchen pondered for a long time, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw the handkerchief that Gong Chuyue had been holding in the palm of his hand, he took it and unfolded it to take a look, it turned out to be Ye Zhengbai's favorite white jade before his death.

"It's a waste of such a good thing to have in your hands."

Situ Qianchen muttered, but Gong Chuyue thought that he was going to take it away, and would rather have his hand burned by incense than take it back from his hand.

Situ Qianchen saw that she was in a hurry, and the smile on his lips became even thicker: "I didn't expect that you care about it, and that's right, since the eldest brother gave it to you, it's yours." ”

He clamped her hand and put the white jade back on her neck, his hand was gentle, like a lover.

Situ Qianchen held the white jade in his hand, but his tone was meaningful: "Gong Chuyue, if you really have a big brother in your heart, I think you know what to do next." ”

He gave her one last glance, tapped her on the shoulder, and walked away.

Gong Chuyue's eyes were slightly red, sore, and uncontrollable, Ye Zhengbai's tombstone was close in front of him, but Gong Chuyue could only touch his cold stone edge and muttered to herself: "Ye Zhengbai, in the end, I was wrong." ”

Gong Chuyue has always hidden a blade in her sleeve, she knows that once Mu Jinghong has an accident, she will definitely not be able to escape as the seventh princess, so she has been prepared, she is in prison, just thinking that it would be good if she saw Ye Zhengbai before she died.

Situ Qianchen fulfilled this dream for her.

"Ye Zhengbai, you can't escape from the palm of my hand anymore, I'll go to you to make amends."

Gong Chuyue pulled out the scabbard and stabbed it into her abdomen, and she finally fell in front of Ye Zhengbai's tombstone, a pool of red blood, surrounded by Gong Chuyue, like flowers blooming all over the ground.

Situ Qianchen stood under a tree not far away and looked at it from afar, and the black eagle appeared on his side at some point: "Second master, Miss Gong......"

Situ Qianchen's eyes froze, and the sudden injury under his eyes covered his usual coldness: "Bury her with her eldest brother." ”

Black Eagle nodded and walked towards Ye Zhengbai's tomb.

There is one thing, Situ Qianchen has never told Gong Chuyue the truth, that night in Jiao Zi Pavilion, although she took the medicine, but it was not an aphrodisiac that could stimulate people's minds, but a sweat medicine, so that night, nothing happened to her and Mu Jinghong.

The reason why he didn't tell her was because he wanted Gong Chuyue to be kind to Ye Zhengbai with a guilty heart, so that he would not lose the deep affection that Ye Zhengbai had always forbeared.

Situ Qianchen didn't want to see it anymore, he turned around and called the meteor, turned over his horse, and went to the capital, in this life, he has no lover, no brother, all he can have is afraid that the only thing he can have is the head of Mu Luo's neck.

The sun was high at noon, and there was a tea stall on the official road, and the two officers who escorted the prisoner had been on the road for a long time, and they were too thirsty, so they pushed the prisoner and came to the tea stall and sat down.

"Little Er, come with two big bowls of tea!" The messenger untied the burden and placed it on the wooden table.

Xiao Er poured two bowls from the boiled teapot and brought them to the errand officer with a smile, and the errand put two big coins, and then picked them up and drank them all.

Xiao Er inadvertently saw the person sitting on the other side, with a cloak spreading, and covering most of his face, this person exuded a strange aura around his body, and the only eyes he showed were empty but extremely gloomy.

Xiao Er was also nosy, so he pointed to the man and asked in a low voice, "Two errand officials, are you from the capital?" What is the crime of this prisoner? ”

The officials glanced at each other, and then laughed: "Xiao Er, don't ask questions that shouldn't be asked, that person is a felony in the imperial court, if you don't want to get involved, you can stay as far as you can." ”

Xiao Er nodded again and again, but he still couldn't help but glance at the man's back, put the rag on it, and returned to the teapot.

When the officer had rested, he pushed the prisoner and continued to walk towards the forest.

Halfway through the journey, the two errand officials became sneaky, and before they left the capital, they received a secret order from Emperor Mu Luo, so that they did not have to send Mu Jinghong to the city in the far north, but directly on the way.

Now in the mountains and forests, there are few people, isn't it the best time.

The two officers exchanged glances, and then swept over with a stick, and Mu Jinghong in front couldn't dodge, so he had to fall to the ground.

The black stick crossed against Mu Jinghong's neck, making him lie on the ground unable to move, and his long hair fell, revealing a terrifying face.

One of the officials stared at Mu Jinghong and said: "Seventh Prince, it's not that we are ruthless, but our brothers are really involuntarily, the emperor wants your life, how dare we disobey, so, when you go below, don't say bad things about us in front of the king of Hades, if you want to blame the emperor." ”

Mu Jinghong wanted to struggle, but the shackles and chains on his body were too heavy, and his body was already scarred, and now he was even more like fish and meat to be slaughtered.

"Okay, the words have been made clear, brother don't talk nonsense with him, his face has now become this ghost, not a ghost, no person, I am scared, killing him is now fulfilling him, he should thank us too late."

Mu Jinghong's eyes widened, he wanted to live, but God didn't give him any way to live.

Maybe the errand officer is right, he will be relieved when he dies, but he is pitiful, and now his life and death are uncertain.

Seeing that Mu Jinghong had closed his eyes, the errand officer looked like he was about to be captured, so he was not polite to him, and both raised their killing sticks.

Just as he was about to fall, two silver needles flew from the forest and stabbed into the neck of the officer, who only felt a pain, but before he could react, he vomited blood and fell to the ground on the spot.

When Mu Jinghong opened his eyes slightly, he had already seen a masked purple-clothed man step forward to probe the officer's snort, and after making sure that they were dead, he helped Mu Jinghong who was lying on the ground.

The man in purple took out a pill from his arms and stuffed it into Mu Jinghong's mouth, after which Mu Jinghong didn't know anything and fainted.

The man in purple looked around, and after realizing that there was no one, he picked up Mu Jinghong and disappeared into the mountains and forests.

At the foot of Lingqing Mountain in the Dixuan Kingdom, the young disciple was opening the door, holding a broom to clean up the fallen leaves on the steps, but he didn't expect to see a person lying on the stone bricks under the steps from a distance.

His heart sank, and he hurriedly stepped forward, but when he turned over him, he was startled by his face, but when he looked at his neck, his pulse was still there.

The disciples could only hurry up and report to the head of Lingqing Mountain, and in addition to Lingsu, there was also Yushengyan who came.

"Master, when I got up this morning to clean the steps, I saw this person lying here, with countless scars on his body, I am afraid that he was chased and killed by the enemy and fell into a coma here."

Yu Shengyan squatted down and pulled the man's long hair away, and saw that the hideous and terrifying scar almost spread to most of the man's face, but for some reason, Yu Shengyan only felt that this person was very familiar, she looked at him for a long time, and suddenly remembered that a year ago, that handsome face.

The Tianyuan Kingdom has undergone earth-shaking changes, the new emperor ascended the throne, and she was worried about Mu Jinghong for a while, but she didn't expect that he had become what he is now.

Lingsu saw that Yu Shengyan's expression was wrong, so he asked, "Yu'er, do you know this person?" ”

Yu Shengyan nodded: "Yes, he is the seventh prince of Tianyuan Kingdom, Mu Jinghong." ”