The inky night seeped into the main hall, and it seemed to be overfilled, and it was slightly overflowing.

Sometimes the geese return, the tide comes and goes, but the bright moon no longer rises.

The wind in the middle of the night has gradually subsided, and the night is a silent noise, but the sound of prayer has not yet ended.

It's been raining heavily in recent days, and the heavy rain hasn't stopped, and the light rain has been continuous.

The entire Yunfu was terribly quiet, shrouded in rain, and everything was a little unclear.

Yun Qing, as Yun Qi's eldest son, naturally knelt at the front of the mourning hall, and Feng Qi, who was behind him, looked at him, his back was still straight, but there were some inexplicable vicissitudes.

And Chen Mohan had already cried and lost his breath, his eyes were so red and swollen that he fainted and didn't know how many times.

Even the old lady Feng Qi had never seen walked out of the back wing, but the old lady did not miss the joy and sorrow, just sat on the chair and stared at the mourning hall.

She was holding the Buddha beads repeatedly in her old and withered hands, and she kept muttering something in her mouth.

Maybe he was lamenting that he was sending a white-haired person to a black-haired person, but the things in his eyes were still uncontrollably revealed.

Yunqi was still on the way, but Yun Sheng rushed back in the morning.

When he saw Yun Qing, Yun Sheng cried all of a sudden, and he didn't care about any image, crying so much that pear blossoms brought rain.

Yun Qing just didn't say a word, just comforting this sister in her own way.

Yun Qi was sent to the family tomb, and the name engraved by Yun Qing himself on the tombstone was on the tombstone.

With Yun Qi's reckless life, with his former ambitions, with everything he once had was buried.

Looking at the deep pit dug out of the ground, it was the last resting place of Yun Qi's life.

Unlike Yun Zhuo, when Yun Zhuo was buried, she only had a stranger by her side.

No one even knows where she is now, and no one will remember to visit her except Huai Zhun and herself.

Yun Zhuo was buried in the barren mountains by his relatives.

But Yun Qi was carried into the family tomb, he didn't worry about the incense, maybe he could talk to the clan relatives.

No matter what Yun Qi has done in his life, the curtain should come to an end here, and his story will stop here.

Yun Qing watched the coffin fall to the ground, and reverently picked up a pinch of loess with both hands, and fell down with a smile.

stood in front of the tomb for a long time, and in the end, only Yunqing and Fengqi were left.

Yun Sheng's body was weak, and he had already fallen into a coma after experiencing such pain, so he was carried back by Lu Youran.

And the old lady always said that she was old, and she was afraid that she would not be able to see such a picture, but she also left after watching Yun Qi enter the ground.

Some people may say that the old lady is hard-hearted, but Feng Qi instinctively sensed the old lady's fear.

Her grief was never revealed to outsiders.

Yunqi was a little numb, but his eyes were still ruddy, and the young man had matured a lot overnight.

Looking at Yun Qing's upright figure, Yun Qi ignored Feng Qi, and just patted Yun Qing's arm to himself.

He said that Brother Don't worry, the Yun family still has him.

Since then, Feng Qi seems to rarely see Yunqing again, but he will meet Yunqi from time to time.

Yunqi was also born handsome, but his face was still childish, and he was indeed a child who had not yet grown up.

But the first thing Feng Qi saw when he saw Yunqi was that this person was not what he saw, and there seemed to be something else hidden in the depths of his eyes.

I remembered what Yun Qi had said, he said that some people can always see the difference at a glance in the crowd.

Maybe it's similar, so you can find out your partner at a glance.

Everyone has secrets in them.

Without Yunqi, the big house is becoming more and more busy, and in addition to sadness, it is also necessary to take care of livelihood.

Under the care of the old lady, Yun Sheng quickly recovered, and compared to Yun Yang, Yun Sheng is the real delicate daughter.

The sadness that enveloped Yunfu did not mean to be diluted, but mixed with some other things, and it became more and more intense.

Yun Yang and Yun Sheng were sitting at the table talking about something, originally Feng Qi was staying in his yard alone, but the old lady sent someone to come.

At this time, I hope that this sister and Yunyang, who are sisters, can play their roles.

But also, at this time, any comfort is in vain, it is better to have more company.

When Feng Qi came, Yun Sheng's face was still covered with delicate tears, as if he had just cried.

Since she was the youngest sister, Feng Qi still bowed slightly and called her sister stiffly.

Who knew that Yun Sheng pinned his face to the side, and seemed to be a little displeased.

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said sullenly, "When have you ever been so polite to me?" ”

It was probably because of the little temper in his daughter's family, and Yunyang hurriedly beckoned to Feng Qi.

"Yun'er is here, just sit down quickly, the three of us haven't talked yet."

Feng Qi didn't answer, just sat down on the side, and didn't forget to observe Yun Sheng carefully.

Yun Sheng had seen it when she came back, but at that time, she was crying so much that she couldn't breathe, and she couldn't take a good look.

If Yunyang is the clouds on the horizon and gentle on the one hand, maybe Yunsheng is the swallow shuttling back and forth among the white clouds.

Such a person should always have a coquettish smile.

Seeing that Feng Qi had sat down and had not spoken until now, Yun Sheng became more and more displeased.

"Yes, yes, seeing my face really makes my sister so unhappy?"

Yun Zhuo's smile is extremely beautiful and sweet, but Feng Qi's smile is always reluctant.

Yun Yang, who has long been used to it, thinks that Yun Zhuo has always been like this, but this Yun Sheng is not used to it.

Feng Qi smiled reluctantly, "If my sister is happy, I can be happy." ”

Yun Sheng's face was a little pale, and the whole person simply lay lazily on Yun Yang's knees, and said weakly: "Sister, I'm so tired." ”

Yun Yang gently stroked Yun Sheng's soft long hair, his eyes were full of smiles, and he was a little distressed.

"It's okay, if you're tired, then take a good rest."

Looking at the warm picture of the two, a trace of strangeness flashed in Feng Qi's heart, but he was suppressed after all.

Yun Sheng's closed eyelashes trembled slightly, maybe there was a line of tears flowing down, but she quickly wiped them away with her hands.

Even grief is sinful at times like these.

Yun Yang was still comforting softly, her voice was always gentle and soft, and it was impossible to raise the slightest temper.

Feng Qi felt that he was definitely not as understanding as Yunyang, and after chatting with the two of them, he withdrew.

But Feng Qi did not return to his yard, but just wandered aimlessly on the street.

Shen Chi once again appeared like a ghost, but fortunately, Feng Qi was used to this person's elusiveness.

He seemed to have completely forgotten what had happened to him that night, still wearing a loose brocade robe, and still playing with the folding fan in his hand.

"Know-it-all, I will tell you something."

Feng Qi still walked on her own, because she knew that Shen Chi would continue to talk.

There seemed to be nothing in this world that could interrupt Shen Chi, as long as he wanted to say something, no one could.

"He said that the appearance of the gang of bandits who killed Yun Zhuo in the first place was not accidental."

As soon as these words came out, Feng Qi's steps were slammed, and she looked at Shen Chi with burning eyes.

He almost jumped up and grabbed him by the collar tightly, as if he wanted to stare the person in front of him out of a hole.

Shen Chi looked light, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he could see other expressions on Feng Qi's face, which was his greatest pleasure.

Feng Qi frowned and said stiffly, "Who is it?" ”

Shen Chi smiled, "I'll take you to ask in person tonight." ”

After saying this, Shen Chi turned around and left, and the robe he lifted swayed slightly, wantonly.

Feng Qi couldn't calm down anymore, Yun Zhuo died under his nose, and Yun Zhuo died because of his poor care.

I owe Yun Zhuo too much, as long as I hurt Yun Zhuo, I should pay the price.

Feng Qi did not return to Yunfu, but went directly to the dungeon.

In the restaurant in the dungeon, you can always hear many things that cannot be heard on the ground.

What the people on the ground said was nothing more than the shortcomings of the heads of large families, after all, no one dared to move when it came to the royal family.

But dungeons are different, anything can be said here, and no one can condemn you.

But after sitting for an afternoon, Feng Qi didn't hear anything interesting, but heard that something seemed to be wrong in the palace.

I heard that the biological mother of the Nine Princes was found to have died mysteriously in the cold palace, and she was still dissected.

Following the descriptions of several people, Feng Qi seemed to have seen with his own eyes how the beautiful woman was caught by someone, cut open her heart little by little, and watched her life gradually pass by.

The helpless wails did not attract the slightest mercy from the murderers, and no one even heard them.

In the imperial city, under the nose of the Son of Heaven, it is absolutely impossible for such a tragedy to happen.

Blood splattered out, and the golden hall was everywhere, dripping with blood.

It was a sacrifice, but also a carnival of blood.

In the dark, there may be people who are watching with burning eyes, and in the depths of their eyes is a bottomless longing.

When this tragedy happened in the palace, it happened to be the day when Shen Chi went crazy, and Feng Qi only thought it was a coincidence.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Feng Qi thought that he should be able to go to Shen Chi.

It's just that he hasn't walked a few steps yet, but he ran into Yun Yunqi head-on, but Yunqi passed by him and didn't care about himself as a passerby.

It's just that Feng Qi still subconsciously wants to take a few more looks, why is Yunqi here?

As if sensing the hot gaze behind him, Yun Qi turned his head, but he didn't see it behind him.

He seemed to have seen a woman wearing a white jade mask, and that look seemed to know him.

But the dungeon was mixed, and Yunqi didn't want to cause any trouble, so he didn't look at it much.

When he was still in a trance, the ghost soldier appeared in front of him, and he was much taller than Yunqi.

The cold armor carried a heavy chill, revealing a pair of cold eyes without a trace of emotion.

"The master is already waiting."

Yunqi nodded, followed behind the ghost soldier and strode away.

Feng Qi, who was watching all this in the dark, couldn't help frowning, could it be that Yunqi still has something to do with the dungeon?

didn't think much about it, Feng Qi raised his feet just to catch up and take a good look, the business of the dungeon is not something that can be done if you want to.

If Yun Qi did something stupid because of Yun Qi, it would be a real headache.

It's not that I'm worried that Yunqi and Yunqing will come to me for revenge after they know it's him, but I just feel inexplicably worried.

But without chasing a few steps, Feng Qi stopped his steps.

I was only involved in the Yun family for Yun Zhuo, what did the Yun family do with me now? Why bother yourself so much?

After muttering for a while, Feng Qi still turned around and left, in the opposite direction to Yunqi.

The man condescendingly looked at the casual encounter in the corner, his face was full of frost, and he sighed dissatisfied.

The jack-of-all-trades were still dressed in a white robe, but he smiled softly, "It seems that the ghost king's plan has failed, and Feng Qi still hasn't changed." ”

The man snorted, seemingly unconvinced.

"This seat never misses, and since this is the case, it is another fire."

Sometimes, only constant deprivation can be happy.