Once the reality of the murder is urgently transmitted to the community, the market will definitely mutiny, no matter how successful Yan Xuanfeng is, how incomparable this emperor is, being killed is an established fact that cannot be changed for a long time, as soon as he thought of this, he pinched a cold sweat for Bai Qian.

In the second half of the night, the cold wind blew, blowing the iron horse under the eaves, and the cold wind flowed in along the open door, the room was cold, and the stunned Bai Ze shuddered, he stood up, and the tea was gone.

Yan Xuanfeng had already died of anger, he held Yan Xuanfeng's hand, at this moment, Yan Xuanfeng's hand was already stiff, the blood gradually faded, Yan Xuanfeng's face was no longer lifelike, and now Yan Xuanfeng's face was peaceful and calm.

When he saw this, he couldn't help but take a breath, "I have always regarded you as a brother, and this matter was unexpected by me, but in order to protect my sister's ......" He pressed Yan Xuanfeng's palm to his cheek, feeling the heart-wrenching coldness.

Where is still a human hand, it is like counting the ice cubes brought in from the outside on a cold day, without the slightest temperature, and his hand placket has no gentle touch, it is cold.

"I can only let this matter pass vaguely, I'm sorry, you and my brother, you suffered a tragedy, but I can't do justice for you, just because that person is the most important person in my life, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Bai Ze's tears were also like pearls with broken threads, pouring down, ashamed that the communication between life and death was something that no one could hear, otherwise the secret would have been revealed.

The sky gradually brightened, Bai Ze let go of Yan Xuanfeng's hand and put it on Yan Xuanfeng's chest, Yan Xuanfeng seemed to be asleep.

He lowered the curtain and went out.

A eunuch came unhurriedly and lit the lamp of life. The lamp of life is still about to be lit when a person dies, and the burning lamp of life is as warm as a person, a person who can always accompany him.

Bai Ze went, restless. Even more restless was Bai Qian, Bai Qian went back in the middle of the night, wanting to fall asleep, but she couldn't anyway, she had forgotten how long she had been tossing and turning, anyway, closing her eyes was Yan Xuanfeng's eyes before she was murdered.

It was an eye with a desire to survive, and the light that flashed in those eyes was so unbelievable that he couldn't imagine that Bai Qian would do it to her.

Bai Qian was upset when he thought of this, and there was no way to sleep at all, although the room was dark, but this heavy black could not play a hypnotic role, there was autumn rain falling outside, and the autumn wind blew the breath of autumn rain in little by little.

Gradually, I can smell a faint breath, which is unique to the autumn rain, mixed with a muddy breath, the smell of the moist earth, Bai Qian, I can't sleep, I simply open my eyes and look outside, the darkness outside is layered, and the rain will trickle down the hibiscus.

The petals were destroyed by ✨ the rain, and then the muddy water was carried away, and this is the ultimate fate of a flower.

She was very sad, thinking of herself when she thought of flowers, obviously she could never give up with Yan Xuanfeng for life and death, but it was because of the appearance of Qiansang that everything changed.

Could it be that killing Yan Xuanfeng was his original intention? No, no, she likes to do extreme things and have extreme thoughts, but she always has a sense of awe for Yan Xuanfeng, she admires Yan Xuanfeng.

She hopes that Yan Xuanfeng's love for Asano-sang can be reined in from the precipice, she hopes that Yan Xuanfeng can change her mind, and she hopes that Yan Xuanfeng can see that when she really encounters problems, it is not Assan-sang who will not give up on her, but herself, but what is the situation? I didn't have that kind of luck at all.

She murdered Yan Xuanfeng, just out of her mind, or rather, after the murder was established, she regretted it, and now she burst into tears, completely unconvinced that the evening scene was true.

She came back unharmed, killed one of her favorite people, and she came back like nothing like that.

Thinking of this, even I feel fear, and the fear is exactly myself, how indifferent is a person to see death as such a common thing?

She shuddered, both from the cold and from fear.

In fact, Bai Ze wants to see his sister tonight, and see the executioner behind this case, although Bai Ze's inference is that this case must have been made by his sister, Bai Ze is still reluctant to accept and admit it selfishly.

He and his sister thought the same thing.

Bai Ze was busy from the Xuanshu Palace, and after everything stopped, he came here immediately, and his sister was already asleep, although Bai Ze knew that his sister must not have been able to sleep. Now, she just wants to scold her sister, and the closer she gets to her sister's guest apartment, the more the disgust and dislike for her sister can become a reaction.

Sister, sister, how did you become like this? Bai Ze couldn't imagine that things would be like this, his pain was no longer something that words could describe, he stood outside Bai Qian's guest apartment.

Looking at the buildings in the cold rain, do you go forward or go back?

He had a thought struggle, at this moment, there was a thunderbolt in the clouds, the autumn thunderbolt was originally relatively rare, at this moment the thunderbolt illuminated the surroundings, while the shimmering cold light, like a golden snake dancing wildly, the light that illuminated everything in front of him was like day.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty." Probably the palace people next to him noticed a strange touch on his face, and gently reminded him, white lightning fell on his face, making him look even more terrifying than before.

In those narrow black eyes, there was a trace of immobility.

"Your Majesty, the slave is going to call the door." The servant said as he walked forward, and as the servant moved, he suddenly said, "You come back, and you don't need to." ”

"Don't you need it?" The slave is very strange, he came all the way over, and he didn't go inside, he just looked outside, didn't he give up halfway?

"Are you sure you don't need to?" The minion looked at Bai Ze a little strangely, Bai Ze's eyes showed a faint sadness, and there were many strange looks in those eyes, which were incomprehensible.

"Yes, no." Bai Ze nodded, and the eunuch rolled back his sleeves and raised the crank umbrella.

"Let's go back." The two nodded and went back.

This night, Assan-san was in an absolute torment, she wanted to awaken the spiritual power in her body too much, but now, her spiritual power seemed to be completely closed. There is no white moonlight outside, and the shallow mulberry cannot complete the cultivation and spitting.

The spiritual power in her body has disappeared, she is now like an ordinary ordinary person, she can't use her spiritual power to do anything, she is heartbroken, now, who can help Yan Xuanfeng except herself?

She was anxious, ready to find Fairy Si Yu, she couldn't even complete any of these orders, not only did she not complete them, but at present, she also completely disrupted the trajectory that she had been running.

By the next day, everyone knew what happened to the emperor's family, and people gradually accepted the big news, and the group of people who were crying and crying last night have relaxed a lot today.

Crying, does it work? Is crying the best way to solve things? Apparently not. People stopped crying, as if there had never been such a person as Yan Xuanfeng in this imperial capital.

The faces of the eunuchs reappeared with the indifference to everything, and the palace maids did not pay attention to the events of the previous night, like stones thrown into the middle of the lake, and slightly shook out a thrilling ripple, but soon, the lake calmed down.