The body of "Sanning" was repacked into a coffin.

When Sangqi saw it, he cried and fainted again.

He fainted into the evening.

Chu Xian was not at ease, and when he saw that he had not woken up for a long time, he sent someone to invite Feng Qiyi over.

After Feng Qiyi came over, he saw Sangqi who was in a grief and coma, carefully checked his pulse, and prescribed him a pair of tranquilizers.

Before Sang Qi drank the medicine, he woke up, and as soon as he opened his eyes and saw Feng Qiyi beside the bed, he pulled his arm and choked up: "Feng Guoshi, my sister's corpse ......"

Feng Qiyi patted his arm and said fakely: "Zhao Ningjun, I know everything. Don't worry, I have sent someone to investigate thoroughly, and I will definitely catch the thief and cut it with a thousand knives to comfort the soul of Queen Sang. ”

Sang Qi shed tears of sadness when he heard this: "How can they do this? Why crematory? If you steal money, you steal money, why insult the corpse? ”

If it burns out of shape, which blood relative can accept it?

Feng Qiyi listened to Sang Qi's words, and in order to dispel his suspicions, she covered up: "How can a man of a beast act like a beast and a beast, and he can look at it with the heart of an ordinary person?" ”

He is also ruthless, scolding himself as a beast.

When Sang Qi heard this, he felt that there was some truth, and echoed and scolded: "This kind of beast will not die well!" ”

Wind Sparrow: "......"

He shouldn't have come! Don't talk!

Yi'an Temple

The Queen Mother also knew about the burning of the body of "Sang Ning", and was shocked and frightened.

This fright was not so much frightened by the incident itself, but more like having evil thoughts in my heart, and the result was realized, which was a kind of conscience unease.

It was getting dark.

She knelt on the futon and chanted the Buddha for an afternoon.

Mama Sun was waiting by her side, very worried about her body, so she comforted: "Queen Mother, get up, beware of the phoenix body." ”

The Queen Mother twisted the Buddha beads, her face full of worry, and muttered: "Why did this happen?" Your Majesty is back, how to explain? I heard that Zhao Ningjun was so anxious that he vomited blood and fell into a coma, and the mourning family was really afraid of Your Majesty-"

Her infatuated son definitely cares more about Sang Ning than Zhao Ningjun.

Grandma Sun understood her worries, so she came up with an idea: "Queen Mother, why don't you hide it?" His Majesty is far away in Rizhou, as long as no one mentions it, he will not know. ”

The Queen Mother shook her head and sighed: "It's too late." At this time, where can you block the mouths of the people? Concealing it is not the best policy, it is not good to hide it when you turn around, let Your Majesty know, how will the mourning family face him? He will also be more self-reproachful and painful. Besides, that Sang clan is also a poor man, not to mention his life, and his corpse has been trampled upon, alas, what do you say who dares to be so bold? That's our esteemed queen! Say it's a tomb robber, is it really a tomb robber? Gotta find out! I have to give Sang's an explanation! You can't hide it from Your Majesty......"

Not only did she not hide it, but she also sent someone to inform her son.

It's only a long way to go, and it takes two days to get there on horseback.

When Mama Sun heard the Queen Mother say this, she sighed in a low voice: "The Queen Mother is merciful." ”

The Queen Mother looked at the Buddha statue, folded her hands, and muttered: "Amitabha-"

Suddenly it rained in the sky.

Feng Qiuhua held an umbrella and wore a big coat to enjoy the rain outside the eaves.

The personal maid Jinxiu stepped forward and reminded: "Madam, it's not too early, let's rest early." ”

Feng Qiuhua just couldn't sleep, so he came out to breathe.

She looked at the continuous raindrops, stretched out her hand, followed the rain, and asked, "What's the situation over there in Langyuan?" ”

Lang Yuan is the residence of his younger brother Feng Yunsheng.

Jinxiu knew that she was worried about the little boy, so she hurriedly said: "Listen to the Chunxing girl who is waiting, the little boy has already fallen asleep." ”

Feng Qiuhua heard this and sighed: "It's okay." Those who don't know are not harmed. ”

She was very glad that her brother had forgotten Sang Ning at this moment, otherwise, knowing that her body was burned, she was afraid that she would die of pain.

However, maybe he didn't forget Sang Ning's words, and Sang Ning wouldn't have encountered such a thing.

With him guarding the tomb, how dare those tomb robbers do such a thing that is inferior to beasts?

Is it not just a beast?

That's the queen of Jingguo, this move is a crime of great rebellion and punishment of the nine clans!

Wait, is this really a gang of tomb robbers dare to commit such a crime?

Tomb robbers have stolen money in the past, but destroying corpses is completely redundant.

It may also provoke the wrath of the royal family and cause unnecessary trouble.

"Madame is still thinking about Queen Sang?"

Jinxiu asked in a low voice.

Feng Qiuhua nodded and frowned, "I always feel that something is wrong." Tomb robbers had no motive to burn corpses. ”

Jinxiu listened, and said in her heart: Yes. Stealing money is stealing money, and when you are done, put the body back in the coffin without delay. If you take the money of the dead, you should always be a little in awe and be respectful to the corpse. What's more, it's still the corpse of Empress Jingguo.

"Isn't Mo the enemy of Queen Sang?"

Jinxiu remembered that Queen Sang had a bad reputation before, and she was a demon concubine, and some people must have been unhappy with her, so she took a bad breath in her heart under the pretext of robbing the tomb.

When Feng Qiuhua heard it, he really felt reasonable: "Maybe it's because of this." She is a demon concubine, and she has done a lot of evil, and it is not impossible for her to be hated and retaliated against. ”

She found a reason for the grave robbers to burn the corpses, and she convinced herself.

Therefore, to put it simply, Sang Ning is still guilty of his own crimes, he can't live, and he hurts people a lot.

She thought of her younger brother who had been harmed by her, and ordered: "Jinxiu, you inform me that the whole house will be under martial law in the past few days, and don't let the son go out." The burning of Queen Sang's body is a big deal, and the people outside must be talking about it, if he goes out and hears something he shouldn't hear and remembers, you will all be to blame. ”

"Yes."

Splendid responded, busy to inform.

Lang Yuan

Feng Runsheng fell asleep, but not asleep.

He tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep, and his heart was going up and down, and it was very uncomfortable.

"What's wrong with the little boy? Is there something uncomfortable? ”

Chunxing, who was keeping vigil outside, heard the movement, hurriedly lit the oil lamp, and came in to ask.

Feng Runsheng sat up, held his forehead, and replied: "I feel uncomfortable." It's annoying. ”

He was so impatient that he couldn't sleep, and when he saw her come in, he was even more upset, so he waved his hand and let her out.

Chunxing hesitated and retreated.

Feng Runsheng saw her retreat, and said, "Leave the lamp." ”

Chunxing answered "yes" and put the oil lamp on the table.

The oil lamp shimmered in a dim glow.

Feng Runsheng took advantage of this light to touch the small box on his bed.

There were his collection of knick-knacks in the small box, he touched the cold dagger, he touched the kitkat snow rabbit jade, and he also touched the lifelike straw grasshopper, and the light swing of the red paper-cut, wait, what is this?

He saw a neatly folded piece of paper, opened it, and wrote a love poem on it: [As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world. If the love between the two is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight? 】

This is not his handwriting? Who wrote it?

It looks like a woman's handwriting.

Woman? Who is it? Who could write such a good love poem? Why in his little box?

Too many doubts rushed into his mind.

He felt a splitting headache, and a red figure quickly flashed through his mind, and he reached out to grab it, but nothing was grabbed.

Who is the red figure?

His heart hurts!

"Spring apricot! Spring apricots! ”

He shouted for someone to come in.

Chun Xing hurriedly ran in: "Childe, what's wrong?" What's wrong? ”

Feng Runsheng took the love poem, his eyes were sharp, and asked, "What's going on?" Whose? How is it with me? ”

Love poems? Written by a woman? With him?

Could it be that he is in love with a woman?

Was it the red figure in his head?

She jumped from the tower?

She snuggled up in his arms?

They rolled and tangle in bed......