Chapter Seventy-One: Auntie's Hatred, Chilling to the Bone

Zhao Yiwu's death, Hua Fengyang had no chance to overturn the case at all, and Zhao Lin, even if the emperor wanted to keep him, the queen mother would definitely not let it go. Rather than waiting to die in prison, they might as well break the boat.

In order not to let people find out that there are few people in the cell, they actually set fire to the entire cell, so many people died, Hua Junyang, worthy of being a general, is different.

Huafu is newly mourned.

"My son, my sonβ€”" In the coffin in the mourning hall were flowery clothes, and the fire had burned everything, and the prisoners and jailers inside were all burned to ashes, and only the bones of who could not be distinguished from whom.

Zhao Yanran's crying liver and intestines were broken, she was several years old overnight, Hua Roulan was by her side, she didn't see the spirit of the past, and the whole person was haggard and distressing.

Hua Feng Yang died, and the Flower Shadow Charm asked to go out of the palace, and the Queen Mother was not at ease, so she called the big girl next to her to go with the Flower Shadow Charm.

The carriage stopped at the gate of the Flower Mansion, and the Flower Shadow was helped into the Flower Mansion by Qiu'er.

"Knock on the princess." Along the way, the slaves and maids saluted one after another, not daring to slack off for half a minute.

Hua Yingmei walked all the way to the mourning hall, and Zhao Yanran's heart-rending cry crashed into her ears, causing her to frown slightly.

"Meet the princess." Seeing the flower shadow ghost coming, all the aunts and ladies who stayed in the mourning hall hurriedly saluted.

"Get up." Flower Shadow said.

With a sweep of her eyes, today's people are all here, since she cut off the second aunt's finger that day, she has not seen her again until today, and the fourth aunt who was smashed by Qiu'er with flowers all over her face.

When the second aunt and the fourth aunt came into contact with the eyes of the flower shadow ghost, the two of them trembled violently, and a cold air poured into the whole body along the soles of the feet, the second aunt touched her severed finger, and the hatred in her heart was monstrous, but she was also terrified, and the fourth aunt was the same, since she was smashed on the face that day, the master has not been to her again.

The fifth aunt smiled kindly at Hua Yingmei, but Hua Yuqing's smiling face was filled with deep jealousy and disgust. The sixth aunt and the youngest Hua Ran'er stood in the corner, hanging their heads silently, low-key and not attracting anyone's attention.

Flower Shadow looked at everyone's reaction and didn't say much.

"Flower Shadow Charm!" Zhao Yanran raised her head suddenly, these three words seemed to have used up all the strength of her body, and she screamed extremely hard, she looked at her gaze, as if she wanted to eat its flesh, devour its bones, and drink its blood.

Hua Roulan, like her mother, waited for her with a vicious and resentful gaze.

A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of Hua Yingmei, Hua Fengyang was obviously not dead, why did they do this? If it's acting, then they are too realistic, and the only reason that can explain them at this time is that they don't know that Hua Fengyang was actually blown up.

If you want to hide it from the world, you have to deceive the people around you, it seems that Hua Junyang did not tell Zhao Yanran and Hua Roulan about his arrangements, but think about it, if Zhao Yanran really knows, how can she be so heartbroken now.

"Third aunt." Flower Shadow Phantom's voice responded to her calmly.

"Why do you dare to come, isn't it enough for you to harm the wind? You vicious slut, you-"

"Smack!" A crisp slap resounded in the mourning hall.

Bixi, the eldest girl beside the Queen Mother, withdrew her hand, looked at Zhao Yanran condescendingly, and scolded proudly: "You are just a little aunt in Huafu, who gave you the courage to talk to Princess Chang'an like this." ”

"You, you actually beat me?" Zhao Yanran was angry when she was slapped in Huafu for many years, and she was slapped in front of so many people.

The death of her son and the current anger made her a little hysterical, and she even had the intention of dying with the Flower Shadow Phantom.

She stood up suddenly, Bixi didn't check for a while, and was knocked to the ground by Zhao Yanran.

Zhao Yanran raised her hand, but the hand that slapped towards Bixi was stopped halfway, Zhao Yanran raised her head with red eyes, and when she saw the face of Hua Yingmei, she raised her other hand like crazy and fanned her.

"Are you all dead? The princess's wounds are not yet healed, and if anything goes wrong, be careful of your lives. Qiu'er hurriedly went to stop her, and did not forget to reprimand the people who were watching coldly on the sidelines, wanting to watch the fun on the sidelines, okay, as long as she could bear the anger of the emperor and the queen mother.

Hearing Qiu'er's words, where did everyone dare to watch, and hurriedly stepped forward to pull Zhao Yanran, Hua Roulan was blocked by everyone, watching her mother go crazy, she could only be anxious on the side.

"Come on, don't hurry up and pull them away." Hua Junyang's angry voice came in from outside the spiritual platform.

The subordinates were already frightened, and hurriedly pulled everyone away.

The bun of Poria's hair coiled has been scattered, and the clothes on her body are even more wrinkled, embarrassed, looking at Zhao Yanran, who is still unrelenting, and snorted coldly: "I will definitely report today's matter to the Queen Mother, so that the Queen Mother can see how Princess Chang'an has been bullied all these years." ”

Bixi's words made Hua Junyang's heart bulge.

Hua Yingmei kindly introduced: "Father, this is the big girl next to the Queen Mother. ”

When everyone heard this, they immediately gasped, no wonder the other party's tone was so big, it turned out to be the big girl who was waiting for the Queen Mother, and the Queen Mother of the Flower Shadow Charm was not at ease to send the maid next to her to follow, how much the Queen Mother loved the Flower Shadow Charm.

Hua Junyang's face was a little unsightly, even if the other party was the queen mother's maid, this flower mansion was not a place for the other party to go wild.

"Bixi meets the general." In the end, it is the maid next to the Queen Mother, Bixi advances and retreats to a certain extent, and she will not embarrass Hua Junyang.

"Hua Yingmei, you slut, you killed Feng Yang, you-" Zhao Yanran was restrained by everyone, but she still struggled to scold, Hua Junyang's face was gloomy, and her eyes were full of wind and waves.

"Shut up." He yelled at Zhao Yanran.

Now that the flower shadow is a princess, her curse is the following offense, no wonder the maid next to the queen mother will say so.

"Sir, she-"

"I'll tell you to shut up." Hua Junyang was really angry, with the Queen Mother's love for Hua Yingmei, she would definitely be furious when she heard these words, and the Queen Mother would be furious, and she would definitely not let Huafu hold a funeral for him because Feng Yang was guilty before he died.

"Father, my aunt is just sad because my eldest brother just died, so I don't choose what to say, so my father shouldn't blame my aunt." Flower Shadow Phantom comforted from the side.

Hua Junyang glanced at her, his face changed to a fatherly smile, and he said, "It's still Mei'er sensible." ”

His fake appearance made the flower shadow ghost a little disgusted.

"Come on, don't send the third aunt back to the yard."

Zhao Yanran was taken back to Jiaoran Ju by the seemingly supported by her subordinates, but she was actually imprisoned, Hua Roulan stood aside, her hand hanging in her sleeve clenched into a fist, and she held back the hatred in her heart.

Hua Yingmei glanced at Hua Roulan, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, if it was a normal day, she would have been unable to bear it for a long time, what is wrong now? It's like a change of character, such forbearance?

The Flower Shadow Charm retracted her gaze and gave the flower wind a pillar of incense.

Zhao Mansion is also going to go there, Huafu has recently had a bad relationship with Zhao Mansion, and now it is lost at the same time, Zhao Yanran Hua Roulan can't go, and the only person who can represent Huafu is Hua Yingmei.

"Princess Chang'an has arrived."

The Flower Shadow Charm was introduced into the mourning hall, and the moment Zhao saw her, he almost couldn't help but rush towards her with hatred in his heart.

How dare she come, isn't she afraid of being woken up by a nightmare in the middle of the night?

Nightmares, Flower Shadow Charm has not had a nightmare for a long time, hehe, maybe she has been injured and stained with too many blood and lives, and even the evil ghosts dare not approach her.

"Lord Zhao, Mrs. Zhao, mourn." Flower Shadow said calmly.

Zhao Zhuoqiang endured the killing intent in his heart and thanked her respectfully: "Princess Chang'an, Yiwu's coffin has not been sealed yet, you and Yiwu have some friendship before, I don't know if Princess Chang'an wants to see Yiwu for the last time." ”

Flower Shadow said softly, "It's okay." ”

Her expression was so calm that she didn't have any mood swings, as if the other party was not asking her to look at the corpse of a person she had killed directly or indirectly, but to appreciate ancient poems, calligraphy and paintings.

Zhao Zhuo suddenly felt a little chilled, if it wasn't that the other party pretended to be too good, or the other party really didn't take the matter of killing people and seeing corpses in his eyes.

Flower Shadow Charm walked to the coffin in a few steps, looking at Zhao Yiwu, whose body was a little stinky and rotten, and a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Zhuo thought that in this way, she would be afraid of a weak heart? There were more than a hundred people who died at her hands, and if she was afraid and uneasy, how could she live to this day.

"Lord Zhao, now that my eldest brother is dead, it can be regarded as an explanation for Yiwu." Flower Shadow Charm turned his back to Zhao Zhuo and sighed lightly.

Zhao Zhuo saw it in his heart, and for a moment, he almost thought that Yiwu's death really had nothing to do with her.

He smiled forcefully and didn't answer.

The Flower Shadow Charm didn't stay long, and under the vicious and fierce gaze of the Zhao family, he left.

"Slut." After all, the Zhao family couldn't suppress the hatred in their hearts, but fortunately, there were no outsiders in the mourning hall at this time except for the people from the Zhao Mansion.

The flower shadow returned to the palace, and she didn't care about the funeral in the house.

The Queen Mother saw that she had been running around for a day, and she was afraid that she would be tired, so she had someone prepare wolfberry lotus seed soup for her early, saying that it was to nourish and nourish the blood.

The flower shadow will not live up to the kindness of the old man.

When night came, Hua Yingmei lay on the bed, staring at the tea cup on the table by the moonlight, blue and white on a white background, she remembered that he wore such a shirt that day.

What has Ouyang Lingyue been doing lately?

He didn't seem to have been here for a long time since that day.

Half a ring, Flower Shadow smiled self-deprecatingly, the relationship between her and that man was just a transaction, mutual benefit, since when did she actually care about him.

Flower Shadow slowly closed her eyes, the more she wanted to wave his figure out of her mind, but she was deeply trapped.

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, the bright moon is scattered all over the earth, and next to the corridor of the study, the flowers and the flowers stand opposite each other.

There were no less than dozens of sighs in his ears, and Hua Qing couldn't help but turn her head to scan at Hua Rong who kept sighing beside him.

Hua Rong noticed Hua Qing's gaze, and immediately looked at him pitifully, with a look: You are about to ask me what's wrong, and I'm about to ask me what's wrong.

Hua Qing looked at him and turned her head as if nothing had happened.

Hua Rong: "........." He has an urge to hit someone!