The valley in early spring should have been full of life, but with the withdrawal of Ying Yuan and his party, only the breath of death remained here. The smell of blood wafted through the air, the jackdaws had arrived before the twilight had fallen, and the occasional cry of "quack-quack-" went straight into the sky, making people shudder.

"Yan'er—my Yan'er—" A woman's mournful cry broke through the silence of the barren valley, and Mrs. Ying's hair was scattered, and one of her silk shoes was thrown off, and she rushed to the body of the young man lying on the grass at the bottom of the valley, regardless of the carriage underneath.

"My son-" Mrs. Tai stroked her son's stiffened body with trembling hands in disbelief, and cried blood: "My son, go out in the morning and be fine—you said that this time you will make a great contribution, so that your mother will never have to worry about you in the future—who is it, who has harmed my son-"

Suddenly, she found something in her son's clenched palm, yellow and shining. Childe clenched so tightly that it took a lot of effort for her to break his fingers one by one and take the thing out. It was a small brass spoon for mixing, with a little sauce on it. Ying turned the spoon over, and it was clearly engraved with a striking word "Yuan".

She suddenly remembered that in order to show the favor of the original distant nephew of the original family, she specially instructed Gongfang to cast a batch of copper utensils for him, each of which was engraved with the word "Yuan" to show her favor. Could it be that ------ thought of this, and her heart couldn't help but tremble. What does this mean? Ying Yuan, he is a member of the Ying clan, and his most important reliance in Fanguo is wow! How can it be?

Just when she was very sad and confused, the old servant Ying Bo lying next to her groaned slightly, the voice was very weak, and she couldn't hear it if she didn't listen carefully. Ying put down his son, hurriedly walked to Uncle Ying, leaned down and asked softly, "Uncle Ying, I know that you are in the middle of your life, and you are speechless. Let me ask you, how about you blinking? ”

Ying Bo let out a grunt in his throat and blinked hard.

Ying Shi raised the brass spoon in front of Ying Bo's eyes, and asked word by word: "This is an object hidden in the palm of Gongzi's hand, you tell me, is it Ying Yuan------ is it my son who he killed?" ”

Ying Bo looked straight at the spoon, and Ying only felt that his heartbeat was about to stop. After this suffocating short pause, Ying Bo blinked, and nodded with the last of his strength.

"Why? Why him? Ying Huo Ran stood up, looked up to the sky and asked the heavens: "He is a member of my Ying clan, why should he harm my son?" Why ------" The shock made her tremble all over her body and she collapsed to the ground.

She wanted to ask Uncle Ying, but unfortunately the loyal servant who had broken his throat and was bleeding had already taken his last breath and could no longer answer her. She could only ask the sky, the earth, and the hundreds of souls wandering in the valley------

In the grove, a woman and an old man have a panoramic view of all this.

"This mother and son still haven't seen each other for the last time, it's pitiful!" The old man said.

The woman's voice was cold: "Fan Zhen still underestimated Mrs. Ying, thinking that she would be a dead bird if she killed Gongzi, but this woman is not simple, and the destruction of Fanguo is just around the corner." Master said that only by allowing the Eguo to successfully defeat and annex the entire Fanguo could the Zhou royal family be forced to use the Eighth Division of the Zhou Dynasty to deal with the Eyu Fang. It seems that Master's plan is going well! ”

There was no funeral, no funeral, and after Ying hastily buried his son, he sat in his own bedroom in the palace all night. She was thinking about the cause and effect of the incident, and she was thinking about how to avenge her son in the future, which had become the only motivation for her to survive in the years to come------

The old palace doctor, who had white hair, quietly entered the night under the guidance of the maid's wind lantern, knelt in front of Mrs. Tai and replied: "Mrs. Tai, that brass spoon is really poisonous!" ”

"What kind of poison?" Mrs. Tai's voice had become hoarse, and it was even more frightening to hear in the dark night.

"Hook barramunti. The old slave went to examine the bodies of the rest of the guards, and they were all poisoned by the same kind, otherwise how could the son be able to get caught with the skills of hundreds of forbidden guards? ”

"Got it, you go down."

"No!"

When the maid came back with a wind lantern, she silently walked outside the curtain of the lady and said softly: "Mrs. Yu, the king is not in the palace, and yesterday at dusk he took Hu Ji and Fang Aman to the Taoshui Palace. They were very secretive, and the slave and maid inquired in many ways before they learned the exact news. ”

"Humph!" The voice of Mrs. Tai after the curtain was like being sharpened by sand and stones, which made people unbearable to hear: "Sure enough, I was prepared, I was afraid that the palace would go crazy and take revenge, so I moved to Taoshui early, relying on the support of Yingyuan's army, and the palace couldn't help them!" Hum! Dream. ”

"What are you going to do, Madame?"

"You pack the carriages and horses, send someone to inform the strong men of the Ying clan in the city, and Tianming will follow me out of the city to Yingguo."

"Madame is going to Yingguo to move troops?"

"Ying Guo is my mother's family, Ying Hou is my son-in-law and nephew, my daughter is Mrs. Ying Houzheng, how can I sit and watch my brother die tragically?"

"Madame think twice." The maid knelt down and persuaded: "In this way, isn't it right in the arms of the Marquis?" Fanguo will definitely be gone. ”

"If the sky is dead, what can the husband say!"

At the beginning of dawn, Mrs. Fan's wife Ying sat behind the curtain, but she saw the frightened eyes of the maid who came in with the curtain. was about to have a seizure, but Ying Shi was suddenly stunned - in the six-foot bronze mirror behind the maid, a white head with frost and snow was straight and stunned with his eyes open!

Who is she? Is it yourself?

Suddenly, Ying's heart burst into a heartache and fell into boundless darkness------

In the early morning, the Fancheng Market had just opened, and Mrs. Fantai, who was wearing long snow-white hair, and hundreds of horses behind her, instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"The people of my Fanguo," Mrs. Fantai climbed on the roof of the chariot, her white hair fluttering in the wind: "I have married into the Fanguo for more than 20 years, served the king, gave birth to children, and then helped me to be my wife, and I asked myself to be worthy of the country and the king." However, my son Fanyan was plotted by Fanzhen's guy to buy the traitor Ying Yuan who ate inside and outside with a woman, and poisoned my son, with the intention of defending the throne of Fanzhen. ”

When the people heard this, they were very frightened and looked at each other.

"That fan, shameless and shameless, mixed up with the demon woman and a monster who is neither male nor female between the bed every day, so it is especially insufficient, and he actually tortured and killed the daughter of the Hou in order to make room for the demon woman to be the lady. This attracted the Hou Hou to come to beg for it, and you were in danger of destroying the country. Now Ying Yuan is in cahoots with that repercussions, the traitorous ministers are in charge, the adulteress has become the mother of the country, and the disaster of the country is avoided? It's better to kill the faint monarch and save the country from danger, but also? ”

There was a bold voice and shouted: "I am willing to follow my wife, kill the faint monarch and demon woman, and return my country to a prosperous world!" ”

"Okay," Mrs. Tai said arrogantly: "I am willing to follow the palace, and go on the right side!" ”