"Back to the prince, it was the third prince who asked the emperor to execute in advance." Before the guards could finish speaking, Mo Nanchen turned around and left, riding as fast as he could.

As long as you are fast enough, you should be able to do it.

Finally, the horse stopped, and Mo Nanchen looked at the empty execution ground, and had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Alas, this good person, when he says that he will cut off his head, he will cut off his head, and he can't even leave a whole corpse."

"Yesterday she was still a princess, but she died today, this royal daughter-in-law is really not good, it is better to marry our village, although she is poor, she will not be beheaded."

"I came early, I saw it clearly, the princess is really a beauty, but it's a pity that she died so young, if you want me to say, without such a beautiful girl, the prince must die of distress."

"Then you are wrong, there is still a shortage of women around the prince? Maybe the princess just died, and two days later she married a concubine! ”

The surrounding people didn't know that the prince was standing in front of him, and he was talking about it together.

These words were like sharp knives one after another, piercing into Mo Nanchen's heart fiercely, and it hurt his heart.

He walked forward step by step, and walked to the very center of the Dharma field, surrounded by bloodstains, bright red.

When she cut off her head, Qing'er must have been in pain.

"Don't look at it, the person is already dead, the prince was present at the time, the executioner raised the knife and fell, and the head was cut off directly, and it fell far away, just falling to the soles of an old man's feet, and the old man kicked his head away, poor Qing'er, he didn't even have time to shout." The three princes walked over.

Noticing the wetness of Mo Nanchen's eyes and feet, the corners of his mouth rose more and more.

"Qing'er has been locked up for so many days, where is her good husband? By the way, I'm talking to the county lord Qingqing and me, Mo Nanchen, Mo Nanchen, who are you pretending to show now? If you let go earlier and hand over the person to me, how could Qing'er die? ”

After saying that, the third prince directly deducted all the causes of An Ruqing's death on Mo Nanchen's head.

Mo Nanchen understood that he was deliberately mocking, but when he thought of An Ruqing's death, he couldn't say anything.

This matter is indeed inseparable from herself, if she could have trusted Qing'er more, she would not have died.

"I hope she will stay away from you in the next life, don't be harmed by you again, don't pretend to be heartbroken, you will marry Meiqing in a short time, as for An Ruqing? Oh, you wolf-hearted and affectionate person, I guess I'll forget about her soon. The third prince said, turned around and left.

The purpose of his coming here this time was to mock Mo Nanchen, and now that the goal has been achieved, he has more important things to do.

Soon, it rained heavily, and all the people around went home to hide from the rain, leaving Mo Nanchen standing alone.

He seemed to have lost all consciousness, constantly thinking about the bits and pieces he had with An Ruqing.

How could such a living person die?

It wasn't until Minghui came over to persuade him that Mo Nanchen realized that it was already dark.

"Lord, people can't be resurrected after death, you mourn, if there is a spirit under the nine springs of the princess Niangniang, I will definitely not see you hurt yourself like this, the rain is so heavy, if you don't go back, you will definitely be drenched." Minghui looked at his dejected appearance, and felt very guilty in his heart.

At the beginning, I also suspected the princess, if I could persuade the prince, where would there be such a tragedy now.

Mo Nanchen smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Qing'er wishes I was going to die, how could she feel sorry for me?" The third prince was right, I killed her. ”

Thinking about it from another perspective, if he were An Ruqing, he would definitely hate himself to the core.

"Lord Wang, this matter has nothing to do with you at all, if you want to blame the murderer behind the scenes, it is their ......"

"I'm Qing'er's husband, but I don't want to believe her, how can it have nothing to do with her?" Mo Nanchen shook his head, unwilling to talk about it again.

He stood still, pursed his lips tightly, and said nothing.

Minghui had no choice but to stand next to him, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and he was more and more worried in his heart, the prince couldn't stand here until he died!

Finally, Mo Nanchen was exhausted and fainted to the ground.

"Lord Wang? Are you still awake, prince? Minghui was startled, his fingers trembled and put it under his nose, feeling the heat, and finally relieved.

He hurriedly brought people back to the palace, called the best Lang Zhong to see a doctor and boil medicine, and took care of him.

On the other side, An Ruqing suddenly woke up, it was pitch black all around, she took out a flashlight from the space and looked around carefully, this was a small wooden house, she had never been here before.

She remembered that she was in a prison cell, and she was suddenly blindfolded, and she was here when she woke up.

Could it be that this is the territory of the three princes?

Thinking of this, An Ruqing secretly opened the window and jumped out, wanting to leave here, she walked for a long time, and unexpectedly found that there was a high wall around her, and she couldn't get out at all by herself.

"Miss An, are you awake?" Suddenly, there was the voice of a maid in my ears.

An Ruqing looked back and saw a little girl in her prime, standing in front of her, with a very respectful attitude.

"Girl, go back with me quickly, your body is too weak to blow the wind outside, and the master will come back to see you in a while."

"Who is your master? What kind of place is this? An Ruqing asked with a frown.

The maid shook her head, only saying that she didn't know.

was forced to be questioned tightly by An Ruqing, she knelt down with a thud, kowtowed, and cried and begged for mercy: "The girl spare me, the slave really doesn't know anything, she didn't mean to deceive you, begging the girl to spare her life!" ”

"You get up first, when did I say I was going to kill you?" An Ruqing was helpless, how could she be so terrible.

This little maid is also doing things for others, and she can't help herself.

The little maid still shook her head and refused to get up: "Girl, please don't ask again, the housekeeper said, if the girl asks, it means that we are not serving well and are going to cut off our heads!" ”

Now An Ruqing is more and more helpless, and the only one who can come up with this way to contain herself is the third prince.

She couldn't send this little maid to death, so she had to take a step back: "You get up first, take me back, and bring me some food, I won't ask anything else, and I'll talk about it after your master comes." ”

When the maid heard this, she nodded happily, got up from the ground, and sent her back to the house, where she was served with delicious food and drink, and lit the incense burner.

A few hours later, a man walked in, An Ruqing looked up, and his face instantly turned cold: "What are you bringing me here for?" I'm a guilty prisoner now, and I'm missing like this, and the Emperor will definitely have a thorough investigation. ”