"According to Your Majesty's orders, when this matter is over, all of them will be thrown into the grave to feed the dogs." The warden replied respectfully.

It's not over yet.

Wen Qingwu was silent for a moment, then turned to leave.

In addition to the cold wind blowing into Wen Qingwu's bones, she shivered, and then left quickly. Rubbing his fingers together with the Jin Pa Gali.

It's just that bloody breath is like a ghost that has been born with her, always lingering on the tip of the pen, making her stomach tumble and almost vomit a few times.

Halfway through, she walked around the path and stopped for a while in a small lotus pond.

The surface of the lake was covered with a thick layer of ice, and the nearby ice surface was condensed with withered lotus leaves, broken waists, and hung on the ice with lotus canopies.

Sen Sen's coldness made her chill to the bone.

She clenched the handkerchief that was rubbing her fingers hard, then lifted her fingers.

The fingers, which were as white as peeling the roots of shallots, were rubbed red.

It was like pressing a huge stone in his heart, which made Wen Qingwu a little breathless. She took a deep breath, and then clearly heard herself in her head ask what she was doing here.

Repentance? Still guilty.

Who is rare? Dead and dead, no one cares about her repentance or guilt.

But it will become a burden and she can't breathe.

Then why repent and guilt.

You can't regret it. Wen Qingwu put away his fingers and looked at the ice lake in front of him with a determined gaze.

There is only one way in the world, you can only move forward, and the thing behind you is a foregone conclusion, so why repent.

If there was another time, she would still choose to make a move. Since either you die or I live, then it must be you who die. As for innocent names, blame them only for being your close ones.

Just as if she died, Liu Ye and the others around her would also die together.

After Wen Qingwu thought about it, the stone in his heart suddenly disappeared, and those burdens suddenly disappeared, and even the smell of blood on the tip of the pen seemed to be blown away by the wind and snow.

Death is death, in this deep palace, anyone's life is life. No one's life is anyone's life.

These hands are also stained with thirty-seven articles of resignation. The white bones turned into powder under his feet. Further back, it is still a mountain of swords and a sea of fire.

Wen Qingwu shook off the Jinpa in his hand and watched the Jinpa being blown up by the winter wind and falling again. Then lay quietly on the ice.

Wen Qingwu closed his eyes, and the wind blew across his cheeks and blew away the broken hair around his ears. She brushed her broken hair, then turned and walked away briskly.

When she returned to the hall of Daye, she was full of coldness, and as soon as she entered the side hall, she slowed down and stood at the door of the hall covering her mouth and coughing violently.

I couldn't stop coughing until my cheeks were red. Then he patted his chest and walked slowly into the temple.

As soon as he entered the hall, he was full of coldness, and he shivered before he stepped forward and sat next to Emperor Joan of Arc and saluted, his eyes glanced at the fold in Emperor Joan of Arc's hand, and whispered: "Your Majesty, everything has been checked, no problem." As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around, covered his mouth, and coughed twice.

Sheng Sheng held back and looked back at Emperor Joan of Arc.

After listening to the check, Emperor Joan of Arc didn't ask any more questions. Looking at the air, his eyes were gloomy. Not long after, I heard Wen Qingwu's violent class again.

He frowned and looked over, "Lao Tzu sees that your intestines are about to cough out, get away." "He always doesn't hide his temper with the people around him.

"Yes." Wen Qingwu obediently responded, and moved his knees back.

As soon as she finished, she coughed again.

Emperor Joan of Arc threw away the fold in his hand, "Go back, don't infect Lao Tzu." ”

Wen Qingwu raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and then turned his head and looked at Emperor Zhende with a look of hope, "Your Majesty, how many days can I get out?" ”

Cheng Jin couldn't hold back his laughter on the side, and then quickly silenced himself.

Emperor Joan of Arc's depressed face also lost seven points because of Wen Qingwu's interruption, angry and funny, "Get out of here, I can come back when I don't get annoyed when I see your face." ”

"Slaves obey!" Wen Qingwu opened his arms and bowed to Emperor Zhende, "Thank you, Lord Longen!" As he spoke, he crawled back, and between the reprimands of Emperor Joan of Arc, he took his skirt and ran away without a trace.

Emperor Joan of Arc's face was soothing, he shook his head helplessly, said to himself "evil obstacles", and then picked up the fold that he had just dropped and looked at it.

After reading it, he stood up, stood up with his hands behind his back and remembered something with a calm face.

When I returned to the Nanxun Palace, Liu Ye and Ruyoshi were not in the house. She was in the main hall, changing her clothes and preparing to read a book for a while, when she heard a familiar voice from outside the hall.

"Wen Cairen is here?"

Wen Qingwu put down the book in his hand. She had just left the Great Cause Hall on her front foot and returned, and someone on her back foot followed. The news in this palace is really winged.

got up and walked to the side hall, bypassed the screen, and saw Shenghua standing at the entrance of the hall, and was surprised, "What's the matter with Sister Shenghua?" ”

"Wen Cairen." Shenghua first bowed to Wen Qingwu politely, and then asked, "My family Zhaoyi sent me to ask, is the talent free?" ”

"What does Zhaoyi command?" Wen Qingwu asked.

"Zhaoyi heard that you went back to Nanxun Palace, thinking that you have worked hard in the past few days, I prepared a table of wine and food to invite you, and I will talk to you by the way." Shenghua said it very directly.

She heard King Wu talk about the relationship between the two, and she had already regarded Wen Qingwu as her own in her heart. There are no high-sounding words, and the purpose is straightforward.

But Wen Qingwu was different, she didn't think about it so much, she was just surprised by the straightforwardness.

"I am sick with talent, so His Majesty sent me back. I was talking about taking a break, but I didn't have much strength. I'm afraid I won't be able to meet my mother's appointment. Wen Qingwu shirked.

Shenghua didn't go down the pole and continued, "The slave knows that the talented people have been tired for the past few days, but if you have time, you should go and accompany Zhaoyi." ”

Wen Qingwu wondered in her heart. Have time to spend time with her? I think about it too much.

It's one thing to think about in my heart, and it's another time to say it. She said, "I remember what Sister Shenghua said." It's just that now I am serving in front of the emperor, and the emperor has never hidden a lot from me on weekdays, and I am afraid it is not good to get too close to the concubines in the palace. ”

Shenghua thought about it seriously for a while, then nodded, stepped into the threshold quietly, pulled Wen Qingwu closer, and said in a low voice, "Then forget it." It's just how about Concubine Shu's side? ”

Wen Qingwu wondered in her heart, when did she become so close to Yang Zhaoyi's people?

She quietly pulled Shenghua and took a step inside, actually pushing away Shenghua's hand, "What does my sister want to ask?" ”

"That's it...... There's been no movement since I was caught yesterday. What does the emperor mean? Shenghua thought for a moment and asked, "What's the matter?" It's so big. ”

Wen Qingwu opened her mouth, as if she wanted to speak and stopped. I was anxious to see the raw flowers.

"I can't say anything. But ......"

"But what?" Shenghua hurriedly asked.

"But I can reveal a little bit about it." Wen Qingwu said. When Concubine Mei Shu died, she was carried to a mass grave and lost. Within three days, everyone in the palace would have to know.

It's no secret either.

Shenghua pricked up her ears.

"She's dead."

Shenghua seemed to have misheard, turned her head to look at Wen Qingwu and asked in disbelief, "What did you just say?" The latest chapter of "Rufeng Ling Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.