In fact, Feng Qinyu has already guessed a few points, and from the gestures of Xinsu, you can see a little bit of the taste of the rivers and lakes.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he looked at Feng Qinyu and said, "By the way, princess, there is something that my subordinates still have to tell you." ”

"What's the matter?"

Seeing that Xinsu's expression was a little serious, the uneasiness in her heart became a little stronger.

Bi Ying...... He's dead. ”

She suddenly said such a sentence, which made Feng Qinyu's face once again cross a trace of embarrassment, and then, her face changed slightly.

"So...... My poison can't be cured? ”

She smiled and shrugged her shoulders, as if she didn't care about this, that look, very relaxed, as if she had already seen through life and death.

Faced with her being so calm, Xin Su was quite shocked, and after being surprised, she nodded to Feng Qinyu, "After the prince learned that the princess was poisoned by Bi Ying, he sent a book to send a slave to find Bi Ying's whereabouts, and finally learned that Bi Ying had been killed. ”

Xinsu roughly told Feng Qinyu about the process of receiving the order to find Bi Ying, and saw that Feng Qinyu was silent and did not make a sound.

Then, I saw her raise her head to look at Xiang Xinsu and asked, "Does the prince know?" ”

"Hmm."

Xinsu looked at her and nodded solemnly.

After getting Xinsu's answer, Feng Qinyu fell silent again.

She thought, Dongfang Yunlie should have gone to see Xinsu when he disappeared early in the morning, and where is he now?

"I'll go find him."

Usually, at this time, he was in another room to deal with important military affairs, and she didn't think about it, so she went straight to that room.

Pushing the door in, the room was in a mess, the fragments of the teapot fell to the ground, and there was still a pool of blood left, the scene looked a little shocking.

Feng Qinyu was taken aback, and the hand on the door frame also trembled violently.

At this time, Dongfang Yunlie was not in the room, only the smell of blood that filled the room made Feng Qinyu panic.

The blood in front of him made Feng Qinyu's brain blank, and he didn't know what to do for a while?

He walked out of the room in a trance, followed by it, and suddenly came back to his senses, looking for Dongfang Yunlie's whereabouts in a panic.

There were almost no people on this street, and Feng Qinyu didn't look for long before he found Dongfang Yunlie in a tavern on the street.

At this time, he was facing away from her, even if she couldn't see his face, she could still imagine how much self-blame and guilt Dongfang Yunlie felt in her heart from the gloomy and self-reproachful back in front of her.

Seeing him, Feng Qinyu's heart relaxed slightly, and he quickened his pace and walked over.

Since the three thousand fallen flowers spread in the city, there was no one in the tavern, even the boss had run away, only the wine in the jar was placed on the cabinet shelf, and Dongfang Yunlie drank it wantonly, it seemed that only by getting drunk could he let the self-blame for Jiu'er in his heart be temporarily paralyzed.

Seeing him so painfully blaming himself, Feng Qinyu frowned distressedly, and her brows tightened when her eyes touched the deep wound on his palm that was deeply scratched by porcelain.

hand, stretched out gently, took his hand over, wrapped it in a silk scarf, and a slight sigh came out of the corner of his mouth, "No matter how sad you are, you can't joke with yourself." ”

Dongfang Yunlie, who was so drunk that his eyes were red, raised his head at this moment, and when he saw her pale face, the self-blame in his eyes was even stronger.