"Where's the grass?"

After being rescued by the shadows, Lu Mochuan, who was dressed in dust, said this for the first time after seeing them. Brother and sister are connected, he seems to have sensed that his sister has encountered an accident, and the whole person has lost his usual indifferent demeanor, and his elegant face is full of shock and worry.

"You...... Calm down. Qin Luoyi, who originally advocated telling him the truth, couldn't help but soften his heart when he saw his haggard face at this time.

"Don't be impatient?" Lu Mochuan shook his head lightly, reached out and stroked his left chest, and raised his eyes with a solemn and solemn look, "My heart hurts, it hurts, it seems that something important is missing." For me, the grass is the most important priceless treasure. So, where is the grass? I want to see her. ”

The look in Lu Mochuan's eyes made Qin Luoyi unable to bear to tell the truth, she opened her lips, and finally stopped talking.

But beside her, a man dressed in purple said solemnly, "Youcao is dead." ”

He will always be the most cold person on the surface, as if he can easily say anything cruel.

The word 'death' touched the softest corner of Lu Mochuan's heart, and the always gentle and elegant pianist roared angrily, "Who do you say is dead?

"I said, "Youcao is dead. Rong Yunhe calmly looked into Lu Mochuan's eyes, and said word by word, "The corpse is in the well of the cold palace." ”

"Nonsense! What nonsense!" Lu Mochuan flicked his sleeves, his face turned black with anger, and he turned to look at Qin Luoyi and Ruan Haojun, "Luoyi, Brother Ruan, is the third prince stunned, what nonsense is he talking about." ”

Lu Mochuan showed a wistful smile, "Youcao, she has just suppressed the scarlet fever poison, and she doesn't have to be bothered by this disease anymore, what awaits her will be a great splendid year." ”

"When I get out of the whirlpool of power in the palace, I will take her on a tour of the mountains and rivers to make up for all the ......hardships she suffered before she was nine years old."

"Grass her...... He did pass away. Qin Luoyi interrupted him with a voice, don't look over, I can't bear to look at the look on the man's elegant face anymore.

Lu Mochuan's words came to an abrupt end. A look of astonishment flashed on his face, and then he said coldly, "Don't deceive people too much, the little sister and the two have no grievances, so why bother her like this." ”

Ruan Haojun's face also sank like water, and he said apologetically, "Brother Lu, can you listen to Ruan's words? Your Excellency's beloved sister was indeed killed by ** people, and now the corpse is sinking and floating in the well of the cold palace." Although we are not chivalrous men who are happy to punish evil and promote good, we are also very sad about what happened to Ling Mei. Your Excellency only needs to move to the cold palace to know whether what we say is true or false. ”

Lu Mochuan was silent in thought, and a touch of pain appeared on his face, which can be called peerless. As if all the cold arrogance was removed in an instant, he said in a trembling voice, "This matter...... Really?"

"Really. Everyone said in unison.

Lu Mochuan followed Qin Luoyi into the cold palace, and when he saw the grass in the well, his eyes were broken, and he knelt down on the side of the well, reaching out to touch his sister's body that had been soaked in well water for a long time.

"Master Luqin, this is a bucket, you can use it...... Lift the weeds. Qin Luoyi was really familiar with this cold palace, so he took a bucket and handed it to Lu Mochuan.

Lu Mochuan's hand trembled slightly. As a luthier, he has extremely high requirements for his hands, and it is impossible for him to have such a situation, and at this time, his heart is so sad and indignant that he can't even control his proud hands.

He sank the bucket into the bloody water and slowly scooped up the grass.

He hugged his sister's slightly swollen body, blistered with water, not caring about the crimson liquid soaking his snow-white clothes. His eyes were like a sword, and his voice was piercing, "I, Lu Mochuan, swear here, if I don't let the traitor who caused my sister's tragic death pay the price, I swear not to be a man!"

Categorical words, loud and clear.

"I know the pain in Brother Lu's heart very well. Rong Yunhe's face was gloomy, "I also have an imperial sister who was killed by Louyue Pavilion, and her whereabouts are still unknown, I am afraid that there are no bones." I was also very sad at the time. ”

Hearing this, Qin Luoyi, who was originally standing quietly on the side, looked stunned, when she was still Rong Luoyi, had she met with this titular imperial brother?

Rong Luoyi, who has no intersection at all, can it make him heartbroken?

Qin Luoyi tried his best to fade away the hatred and sarcasm in his eyes, if one day, he knew that his imperial sister was killed by his mother, how would he feel?

"I still think there's something strange about it. She said nonchalantly, a little arrogant between her eyebrows.

Rong Yunhe looked at her deeply.

Whenever she mentioned the royal sister, she seemed to feel quite touched. Thinking of the two of them being called Luoyi, Rong Yunhe sighed lightly, is this really just a simple coincidence?

Lu Mochuan hugged Youcao, his eyes showing determination, "Miss Qin, please tell me what happened before Youcao was killed, I will definitely be grateful." ”

At this time, although he was a pianist, he had no power to restrain the chicken, but the gentleness between his originally elegant eyebrows faded, and was replaced by a cold and vicious atmosphere.

The man's face is clearly still like a crown of jade, elegant as a lotus, but the cold color revealed from time to time makes Luoyi palpitate for no reason. So she recounted what happened before she fell into the water.

"Near Crescent Lake?" Lu Mochuan was also a little familiar with the palace, and immediately said, "Okay, when I settle the grass, I'll go and investigate." ”

"Good luck. Qin Luoyi sent his sincere blessings. Her revenge plan is being repeatedly hindered at this time, but she also hopes that Youcao can get revenge as soon as possible, smiling at Jiuquan.

She glanced at the purple-clothed man beside her, sighed softly, and hid her thoughts. If one day, she finally kills Song Jinya, what will Rong Yunhe do?

Now that the entanglement between her and Rong Yunhe is getting deeper and deeper, is this good or bad?

Rong Yunhe suddenly spoke, his voice was full of inextricable nostalgia, "Luoyi, accompany me to walk in this cold palace." ”

"Good. Qin Luoyi abandoned his thousands of complicated thoughts, and he also missed the cold palace abnormally. Just now she was shocked by the blood stains on the ground, and she hadn't carefully looked at the changes in this cold palace.

This cold palace is probably the most deserted place in the palace, since the death of the jade concubine and few people lived, over time it has been rumored to be haunted, so the eunuchs and palace maids in the palace are avoided like snakes and scorpions, but also retain the original familiar furnishings.

Luo Yi stroked the dusty Yaoqin, and suddenly heard the man's whisper.

"The first time I met the Royal Sister of Luoyi, it was here. ”

"Oh? Tell me what's going on. Qin Luoyi lazily cheered up a little interested. How could she not have had the slightest influence?

Rong Yunhe's eyes were full of tenderness, recalling the scene that he cherished in his memory, "I remember it very clearly, she wore a pink dress with butterflies and flowers, and the skirt was swaying and swaying. ”

She just sat there quietly and became a landscape of her own. At a glance, there is a feeling that the crowd is looking for him thousands of times, and the person is sitting alone in the lamplight. ”

"She is lonely and cold, like a fairy who cannot be blasphemed, so that people can only watch from afar, and not play with it. ”

Rong Yunhe's voice gradually lowered. He was immersed in his own world, but he didn't notice that the face of the woman beside him was dyed with two colors that were more delicate than peach blossoms.

Luoyi didn't expect that after being reborn and walking, he could still hear words praising himself from the mouth of his royal brother. While making her cry and laugh, she inevitably felt a little emotional, it turned out that she was so cold and glamorous?

After that, the clothes were gone. ”

"Gone?" Qin Luoyi chewed on these three words and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Indeed, her body is probably still buried in the middle of nowhere.

Rong Yunhe's voice was indifferent, "Some people say that she was brutally killed by the killers of Louyue Pavilion, some people say that she died of terminal illness and depression, naturally, there are also rumors that she is still alive, but I don't know where in this world she lives." I'd rather believe the third one. ”

Qin Luoyi lowered his eyes and sneered. Why is there no saying that 'Princess Luoyi was killed by Concubine Jin'? It's a pity that Louyue Pavilion has been framed for so many years, and has borne the sins of Song Jinya for so many years.

At this time, they were already walking side by side to the small courtyard outside the cold palace, and at this time, they were colorful, purple and red, so beautiful.

Qin Luoyi stood in front of a peach tree, the pink petals danced in the wind, slowly swirling to the ground, as graceful as a flying butterfly, and the whole world was only left with the fragrance of peach blossoms.

"I've always felt that this is the legendary paradise. She smiled brightly in the peach blossoms in the sky, as bright and dazzling as the peach blossoms blooming on the trees, "away from the hustle and bustle of the central palace, intrigues, peach trees, ponds, and a beautiful place." ”

"Prosperous weeping dew, quietly dropping the clothes. She spread out her palm, and a peach blossom fell in the middle of her palm, and she groaned.

"And I often wonder if I would not have been born into such a rich and noble family as the palace, and I would not have had to fight my brother to the death. Rong Yunhe's expression changed, and he said indifferently, "It's a pity that now, he treats me like a thorn in the eye, and his mother is adding fuel to the fire." Fratricidal cannibalism is inevitable. ”

Qin Luoyi smiled sensitively, she was already a person with a clear mind, but she didn't know why he sighed so much.

"Born in the Royal. It has become a luxury to want to be as deep as the flesh and blood between Lu Qinshi and Youcao. Her words were half sighing and half sarcastic.

She clasped her palms together and grabbed the peach blossom petals hard, and under her force, she saw the big red juice in the petals, all slowly dripping down her white fingers. Bright as blood.

It wasn't until all those juices poured out that Qin Luoyi casually lowered his head, threw down the dried petals in his hand, and his eyes were dark, "I'll wait and see, how Lu Qinshi will avenge such a blood sea of revenge." ”