Why, Jun Tianlan couldn't answer.

In fact, he didn't know about the bounty of ten thousand gold to seize Jun Qian's head.

It was probably Qin Yuan who carried his order behind his back in order to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

He looked at the little girl with tears on her face, and after a long time, he knelt down on one knee in front of her, reached out and rubbed her head, and said in a low and mellow voice, "Bury it." ”

Shen Miaoyan cried for a while, and finally didn't even have the strength to cry, so he just lay on the ground, watching Jun Tianlan personally dig a pit and bury Jun Qian.

The man silently brought a stone tablet, and the dragon knife was unsheathed, and the "Tomb of Jun Qianji" was engraved on it.

Shen Miaoyan gasped, struggled to stand up, picked a few gorgeous and full peonies, staggered to the grave, and solemnly placed the peonies in front of the tombstone.

The last soft light of the setting sun gently shrouded the grave, as if gently covering the young man with a thin quilt.

She stretched out her hand and gently stroked the tombstone, and her voice was hoarse: "Fool, you like, right?" ”

Jun Tianlan handed her a bouquet of flower petals.

She raised her head and scattered all the petals in the wind: "Fu Wei is still feasting......"

Her eyes darkened and she fell.

Jun Tianlan hugged her at the right time, whistled, and the wind rushed from afar, carrying the two of them towards Luoyang City.

When Shen Miaoyan woke up, he found that he was sleeping in the bedroom of King Li's Mansion.

Two little maids with raw faces waited on the side, and when they saw that she was awake, they immediately respectfully waited for her to freshen up and change her clothes.

She sat at the dresser under the window, looking at the courtyard, which was obviously late spring and early summer, but the courtyard was gloomy.

There were several big trees planted in the yard, and there were bird's nests made of wood on the trees, and you don't have to think about it, you know that they were all from the hands of that bastard boy.

The little maid saw that her face was pale, so she brought peony powder to put makeup on her.

The girl just stared at the courtyard without the slightest reaction.

A maid came in with a tray outside and said respectfully, "County Lord, it's time for breakfast." ”

Shen Miaoyan moved to the round table, the breakfast was very rich, it should be carefully prepared in the small kitchen.

She was also really hungry, and her appetite was twice as large as usual, only to be stunned by the maids, and they couldn't believe that this Leyang County Lord, who looked like a small skeleton, could have such a good appetite!

Shen Miaoyan drank the last mouthful of porridge, got up and said, "I'll go to the mansion for a walk, you don't have to follow." ”

Her eyes were really not friendly, and several maids looked at each other, and no one dared to say more.

She wore a loose pear blossom white dress today, her long hair was combed into a simple falling horse bun, and her sideburns were hairpinned with a white peony.

Stepping out of the threshold, I didn't walk a few steps, and I arrived at Jun Qianji's study before his death.

She pushed the door open, only to see the light of twilight spilling in through the carved window, and the whole study was still the same as before, as if the person was still here.

Shen Miaoyan walked to the back of the table and sat down, lifted the cricket cage covered with silk cloth, no one came in to feed for many days, and the crickets were huddled in the corner, all dead.

After watching silently for a long time, she covered it with silk again.

The tip of the nose lingers with a faint scent of peony flowers.

She lowered her eyes and took out a piece of red rope from her neck, and the pendant under the red rope was a crystal clear bead, the color of the bead was the purest vermilion, like a flame burning.

This is what the young man gave her before he died, saying that it would keep her safe.

A cold smile appeared on her white and tender face, and she clenched the flame bead suddenly, if these mortal things could really keep them safe, how could he die?!

It's all deceptive things......

She closed her eyes, tears rolling out between her eyelashes, dripping into her hands, and slowly seeping into the flames between her fingers.

The sunshine of late spring, the peonies blooming in the study, all look pale and sad at this moment.

The front yard of King Li's mansion.

In the big study, there were only two people, Jun Tianlan and Gu Qinyuan.

Gu Qinyuan was dressed in white, kneeling in front of Jun Tianlan, his handsome face revealing fierceness, "What if I ordered it?" He is alive, and for his cousin, there are many harms but no benefits. Only when he dies can his cousin take over everything in Luoyang logically. ”

Jun Tianlan sat on the Taishi chair, his face was as cold as ice, "My father is burdened with the sin of killing his father and brother, and he lives in pain every day and every night. Qin Yuan is hope, and I am also on the same path as him? I want to get this world, but I don't want to get it through extreme cruelty. Qin Yuan, I am a man of flesh and blood. ”

"In the past, my cousin would never discuss the means with me." Gu Qinyuan raised his eyes and looked at him, "Is it because of Shen Miaoyan?" Because of him, the cousin began to soften his heart? I said long ago that she shouldn't have stayed with her cousin. ”

Gu Qinyuan's stubbornness and coldness gave Jun Tianlan a headache, he closed his eyes, and his voice was indifferent: "Stand down." ”

He used the word "step back".

Gu Qinyuan stood up, obviously dressed as a scholar with a lot of clothes, and his temperament and demeanor were excellent, but the ruthlessness of his eyebrows and eyes made him misunderstand the word "unparalleled national warrior".

He took a few steps towards the door, and finally couldn't help but look back, "Cousin, I don't want to see you again, you have been reduced to the point of being under house arrest Qingyuntai." Over the years, we have suffered enough, and I just hope that my cousin will rise to the top and never fall into any passive situation again. ”

After he finished speaking, he withdrew with a cold face.

Jun Tianlan sat alone in the light of late spring, with a handsome face that could not distinguish joy and anger.

On this day, Luoyang City was extremely busy.

Seal the treasury, count the books, and open the granary.

After nightfall, the streets of Luoyang are even more lavish feasts to reward the three armies.

The plaque of Li Wangfu was taken off and replaced with the three big characters of "Shou Wangfu".

Although there was no news from the pickaxe capital that Jun Tianlan would be restored to his status as the prince, under Li Sinian's explicit hints, the staff members of the army all respectfully called Jun Tianlan His Royal Highness King Shou.

King Shou's Mansion also held a banquet tonight, banqueting the generals who had made military achievements, as well as the local officials of Luoyang City.

Shen Miaoyan was reluctant to attend, but Jun Tianlan insisted on taking her to show her face in front of these generals and officials, so she directly ordered the maid to bathe and change her clothes, and after dressing up beautifully, she was sent over.

The feast was set up in the courtyard, surrounded by maids with lanterns in their hands, and many lanterns hung on the trees, which illuminated the night as bright as day.

When Shen Miaoyan arrived, he saw that the six round tables were already full, and those officials were talking and laughing, as if they were very proud and wanton.

Her eyes fell on the upper seat, Jun Tianlan was dressed in a black robe, holding a glass of wine in his hand, his side face under the lamplight was cold and delicate, and the bearing around her body was even cooler, as if she isolated all the excitement.

She walked over in silence and sat down in the empty seat beside him.

She was already born beautiful, and because she was pregnant, she became more and more like a pearl and a country.

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