In an instant, Wei Feng's eyes were covered with a piece of blood red, he subconsciously closed his eyes, and was silent for a moment before he opened his eyes and looked, his gaze slowly moved down, and there was another dead corpse in front of him.

Zhulu's eyes widened, and her pupils were dilated, as if a flame had been extinguished in an instant, leaving only a piece of death in ashes.

She died like this, in front of Meng Xilan, her throat was completely cut open by the sword, and the blood continued to flow out, staining the bluestone slab under her body, full of scarlet.

Zhulu's blood meandered and flowed on the bluestone slab, Meng Xilan trembled, her eyes looked straight at Zhulu's corpse, and she felt that her forehead seemed to be torn apart, she grabbed the hair on her temples with both hands, pulled it hard, opened her mouth and wanted to shout but couldn't. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't make a sound.

The guards all stood silently in place, no one made a sound, no one dared to act rashly, just looked at Wei Feng, waiting for his order.

Wei Feng's face was covered with blood, and his body was also stained with a lot, he raised his hand to wipe his face, looked at Zhulu's corpse, a cruel smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, and he snorted coldly: "Slut! ”

She would rather die to protect her master, but she is extremely low.

Meng Xilan collapsed to the ground, almost crawling to Zhulu's side on her knees, she stretched out her hands, hugged Zhulu's still warm body tightly, covering her still bleeding wound, she covered it tightly, and her fingers almost reached into the broken wound.

Baozhu howled and cried, and the little palace maid behind her was stunned, lying directly on the ground, her face as pale as paper, as if she was scared to death.

Meng Xilan looked down at Zhu Lu and hesitated for a moment before gently closing her eyes with her bloody hand. Her hands were covered with her blood, and there was a strong smell of blood in her nose.

......After a long time, she was finally able to make a sound, but only two words were weak.

Meng Xilan bit her lip hard, her lip bit blood, and she kept holding Zhulu's corpse until her corpse became no longer warm.

Wei Feng made himself embarrassed, angry and annoyed in his heart, he looked at Meng Xilan and said: "This is the first one, if you don't hand over the prince, everyone around you will die!" ”

Meng Xilan didn't look at him, nor did she speak, she just sat motionless on the ground, lying in her arms with a breathless bamboo dew.

Under the steps, the wind blew, and the cold was biting.

After Wei Feng left, Baozhu came to Niangniang's side, took off her jacket, and gently covered Zhulu's face.

Her death was so tragic that it was sad.

"Mother's ......"

Orb was now the closest person to her. She was anxious and scared, not knowing what to do?

Suddenly, Jiao Changqing rushed anxiously from the Tai Hospital, and when he saw the tragic scene outside the hall, he couldn't help but be deeply shocked.

Meng Xilan sat slumped on the ground, holding a bloodied person in her arms, and the large patches of blood on the bluestone slab were all dried by the wind and condensed into dark red.

Jiao Changqing walked to her side in three steps and two steps, was silent for a while, and slowly spoke: "Niangniang, are you okay?" ”

He didn't go to the jacket covered with bamboo dew, he recognized her clothes, and he knew it was her.

Meng Xilan lowered her eyes and was silent, her eyes were dull, her face was expressionless, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she hadn't heard anything.

Jiao Changqing's eyes sank, he stretched out his hand to support her shoulder, looked into her eyes full of pain, let out a long sigh, and said word by word: "Niangniang, you can't fall now!" You also want to avenge Zhulu! ”

Meng Xilan was thrilled when she heard this, she raised her eyes to look at him, and suddenly laughed. Her laughter was low, the expression on her face gradually became distorted, and her eyes were not only full of grief, but also full of despair.

Her laughter grew louder and louder, as sharp as a ghost's scream, and at this moment, she could still make such a laugh, which really made people feel creepy and shuddering.

Jiao Changqing looked at Meng Xilan steadily, his hands held her shoulders tightly, but he slowly let go.

Meng Xilan's laughter frightened many people in the palace, and they all thought she was crazy. Only Wei Feng doesn't believe that that woman won't be crazy, she will only pretend to be crazy and stupid at all costs.

Zhulu's body was wrapped in a blanket by the palace ladies and placed on top of the collapse.

Meng Xilan didn't allow them to dispose of her at will, and Jiao Changqing gently sprinkled the mint powder he carried with him on the blanket, so that he could cover the bloody smell of the corpse.

As the night wore on, the dilapidated palace was once again quiet.

Meng Xilan returned to the Heart Cultivation Palace, which was still a safe and proper place to live.

Wei Feng's subordinates are still searching the palace, looking for clues about the prince. Even if it was in vain, he would continue to search.

Meng Xilan was depressed alone and sat there for a long time.

Jiao Changqing was always by her side, holding her hand, not saying anything, and not doing anything.

Her palms were cold and damp, stained with blood. Not only were her hands cold, but her whole body was cold.

Baozhu finally got a basin of water and put it in front of Niangniang.

Jiao Changqing took out a handkerchief from his arms, moistened it with water, and then cleaned it up for Meng Xilan himself.

The snow-white handkerchief was soon stained with blood.

Meng Xilan's hands were trembling all the time, and they kept shaking.

Her eyes looked straight at the soft collapse, and after a long while, Fang Yu said: "Zhulu is dead, the next one will definitely be you, you have to be careful......"

Wei Feng personally said that he would not let go of the people around her.

Jiao Changqing interrupted her words when he heard this, and said leisurely: "Don't worry, Wei Feng doesn't dare to kill Weichen." ”

Meng Xilan's eyes flickered slightly when she heard this.

Jiao Changqing lowered his head, gently wiped each of her fingers, and said softly: "The typhoid fever in the palace will soon spread outside the uterus. Also, there were already people in the guards who were showing symptoms of illness. Over the years, Wechen has gained a reputation in Beijing, and everyone knows Wechen's ability. If Weichen died, Wei Feng would definitely be in trouble...... He wouldn't do that. ”

"Rest assured, as long as there is Weichen for a day, Weichen will do his best to protect Niangniang." Jiao Changqing comforted her.

Meng Xilan's eyes were still glazed, and then she said, "He may not kill you, but he will torture you." He wants to force you to tell you the whereabouts of the prince, and he tortures you, and he tortures me. ”

Jiao Changqing looked at her and said, "Wechen is not afraid. ”

None of them have ever been afraid to get to this point. Recalling the years he has accompanied Meng Xilan, almost every day is still in danger and full of danger.

Hearing this, Meng Xilan raised her eyes to look at the soft collapse on the opposite side, and said quietly: "I have already killed Zhulu, and I can't affect you anymore." ”

Jiao Changqing heard this, looked at her quietly, and said: "Weichen is willing to be affected by his mother, and he will be good for the rest of his life." ”

Meng Xilan still looked at Zhu Lu's corpse intently, her lips twitched twice, but she wanted to speak and stopped.

Jiao Changqing is indeed qualified to protect himself, unlike Zhu Lu, who did everything for himself and lost everything.

For a whole night, Meng Xilan didn't dare to close her eyes, because as soon as she closed her eyes, her eyes would be overwhelmingly blood-red. The tragic death of Zhulu will be repeated before her eyes over and over again.

Jiao Changqing has always stayed in the Heart Cultivation Palace, and the current situation makes him no longer have to take into account the rules of Naxi red tape in the palace, as long as Meng Xilan needs him, he will always be here.

…

At the same time, Wei Feng searched the palace overnight, but he still found nothing. This fire made his plans and deployments all messed up.

Wei Feng hated Meng Xilan's cunning, and hated his own carelessness even more.

He didn't close his eyes all night, leaned in front of the window with his hands up, looking at the dilapidated palaces outside the window, his eyebrows frowning.

How did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince escape from the palace? There's no way he'll be able to escape?

Just when he was in distress alone, outsiders reported it.

"General, Jiao Changqing is out asking to see you."

Wei Feng turned around and said coldly, "Let him in." ”

He is the number one loyal minister by Meng Xilan's side, and he must know a lot of things.

Jiao Changqing came slowly, his face expressionless, giving people a gloomy feeling.

"You killed Zhulu! The Great General will not spare you. ”

As soon as he entered, he questioned him.

Wei Feng's face changed: "It's her own death, and it has nothing to do with me." Moreover, the Great General has already ordered me to interrogate anyone in the Cining Palace. ”

Jiao Changqing glared at him and said, "Then you can't kill her either!" ”

Wei Feng saw that his tone was not good, so he directly drew out his long sword: "Jiao Changqing, why are you also here to find death?" ”

His mood was already extremely irritable, but he still wanted to come to find death.

Jiao Changqing sneered: "I'm still useful to the general, you can't touch me, and I won't let you slaughter." How many dead and wounded of your men? Their lives are waiting for me to save them! ”

When Wei Feng heard this, he really put down the sword in his hand. "That's right, you're still useful."

Just because he can't move him doesn't mean he can't move others.

Jiao Changqing saw through his thoughts, and only said: "Don't touch the people around the queen anymore." That corpse is indeed the crown prince, believe it or not......"

Wei Feng sneered: "Impossible! How could Meng Xilan let the prince have an accident? ”

Jiao Changqing sighed: "Natural and man-made disasters, who could have predicted it? Niangniang has lost the crown prince, and you have taken her cronies from her. You're going to ruin her like this......"

"Really? That's exactly what I want! ”

Jiao Changqing said again: "But don't forget, she is not your woman, and you can't call the shots." If you let the general know that Meng Xilan is folded in your hands, then you will be finished. ”

"General Wei, when you thoroughly inspected the palace, did you interrogate your subordinates? Aren't you worried that there are ghosts in your own people? Your hatred for the queen is clear to your subordinates. Everyone knows that you are targeting the queen mother and the crown prince everywhere, and you wish you could get rid of them for the general sooner! Perhaps, someone is just like you, or more ambitious than you! ”