"Girl......"

When Zhao Huiwei heard the prestige, Yingluo looked at her with a pale face.

She walked over to Yingluo and looked through the door, and in the next moment, her face turned pale.

Feng Ming died.

Died in late autumn in October.

Died in the filthy Walnut Alley.

When the body was found, he was surrounded by mice, the blood lying underground was black and red, and there was a rabbit flower that had been braided in his hand.

The rabbit was made of straw with colorful flowers entwined with it, and the grass rabbit was dyed red by the hand he held.

"Woo, girl."

Yingluo cried, big tears fell to the ground, and she was at a loss in her eyes.

"Girl, the rabbit flower is dead."

Zhao Huiwei couldn't believe it, she vaguely remembered that day he was going to pick flowers on the outskirts of the city, and then she didn't see him again, she didn't expect it......

The day of goodbye is forever.

Zhao Huiwei said: "How can it be ......"

Yingluo wiped her tears and stepped forward, she stomped her feet to drive away the mouse next to Feng Ming, and then squatted down and hugged the person in her arms.

Feng Ming's body was already cold, and there were still traces of being cut by a knife on his body, and the flesh inside had turned black, and he had been poisoned before he died.

Yingluo knew at a glance that this poison was a distraction.

The rabbit flower rolled to the side, Yingluo turned into a howling cry, she looked at Zhao Huiwei helplessly: "Girl, what should I do?" ”

"Woo woo, Feng Ming hasn't done anything bad, why do you treat him like this? Why? ”

Why did he die like this.

He hadn't taught her what it meant to like.

Her favorite Luozi hasn't been sent out yet, Yingluo doesn't want the rabbit flower anymore, she wants Feng Ming back.

Zhao Huiwei held on to the door frame weakly, and then slammed her hand on the wooden door, leaving a scratch.

What else is not understood?

The eldest princess Cheng Huayi, she killed Feng Ming.

Zhao Huiwei doesn't understand, why is everyone targeting her? Do you look down on her? She hasn't done anything bad and hasn't hurt anyone.

But this group of people didn't let her go, just because she had a bad background, she deserved to be despised?

Just because they are a royal family, they can kill innocents indiscriminately?

At this moment, she really felt a deep powerlessness, the kind of powerlessness that couldn't protect the people around her, she was very weak, like an ant in the eyes of this group of nobles.

Her fingers slashed a bloody streak on the door frame, and in her ears was Yingluo's cry, and she looked up at the gloomy sky, all depressed, and covered her with a layer of ash in front of her eyes.

She turned around: "Yingluo, take Feng Ming to the funeral." ”

Yingluo wiped her tears, she turned around and put the little fat man on her back, holding the rabbit flower that fell to the side.

She seemed to have lost something, but she didn't have it.

When the two of them walked out of the alley, the coachman was still waiting there, and when he saw them come out with a dead man on their backs, his face changed greatly, but he did not dare to say anything at all.

Zhao Huiwei's eyelashes trembled: "Go to the outskirts of the city." ”

The coachman led them to the outskirts of the city, where there was a mountain with dense forests.

Zhao Huiwei and Yingluo laboriously brought Feng Ming to the top of the mountain, where the wildflowers were still blooming in late autumn, as if waiting for someone to pick them.

Feng Ming should have come here with a vision, right? He came with enthusiasm, but in the end he couldn't give his rabbit flower to the girl he liked.

Yingluo buried Feng Ming, and she buried the string around her waist with him in the soil, and the dirt slowly covered his cold body.

Yingluo's tears dripped down his body along with the dirt.

"Girl, I want to avenge Feng Ming."

Looking for the eldest princess Cheng Huayi to take revenge?

Zhao Huiwei's eyes did not wave, and she said softly: "Okay." ”