The atmosphere in the main hall suddenly froze, and the hundred officials knelt on the ground, looking at the throne in a daze. The golden throne was stained with blood and looked moving in the light of the fire.

Taishou lowered his head, his body was motionless, and there was no breath. The two little guys lay on the ground, their bodies shrunk and trembling.

An even more eerie sense of absurdity rose in everyone's hearts.

After Taishou was assassinated, no one called for a doctor, but they were all attacking the so-called traitors of the country.

The corpse of the third elder lay in front of the stairs, and the air in the main hall emitted a fishy smell. The faces of the ministers were pale, like stiff corpses.

The gold-armored guards and worshippers also stared blankly at the stairs, not knowing how to react.

The prince of Jiangzhou looked at the throne with his head high, he was covered in blood, as if he couldn't accept the news of Taishou's death, the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched, and he seemed to laugh and cry.

No one dared to stop the rest of the way.

When Yu Dao walked out of the main hall, the armor soldiers outside the hall also lined up, leaving him a path four people wide. In this way, Yu Dao carried the loot on his shoulders and walked back to the Star Picking Tower.

As soon as I entered the building, a sense of darkness came over my face, and the air was silent and cold, as if the scene in the main hall was just an illusion.

Jiang Qiongju was carried by Yu Dao on her shoulders, and her body couldn't move. Suddenly, the confinement on her body was loosened, and before she could take the initiative to struggle, the other party put her down.

"Give her a good wash, change her clothes, and take her upstairs. A hoarse voice rang out.

Jiang Qiongju stood in the middle of the building, cold sweat was dripping down her face, her muscles were tense, and she didn't know if she should take the opportunity to escape. At the same time, she stared at Yu Dao's back, her eyes uncertain.

"Please. A cold female voice rang in her ears.

As soon as Jiang Qiongju turned around, she saw a woman in white standing in front of her, wearing a light veil on the other side, looking at her indifferently. Lowering her head, Jiang Qiongju's mind flashed the back she had just seen, and she nodded hesitantly.

When Jiang Qiongju changed her clothes and climbed the tall building, she was still not sure if the conjecture in her heart was right. But as soon as he stepped into the top floor, a gentle voice sounded.

"I thought you'd change into men's clothes?" the young Taoist sat in front of the chessboard, looking down in thought, with a mask resting on his hand.

Seeing this person, Jiang Qiongju's heart throbbed, and she opened her mouth, not knowing where to start. She froze in place, thoughts rolling in her mind.

The other party suddenly raised his head to look at her and chuckled: "Don't worry, come slowly." ”

So in the dimly lit attic, two people sat opposite each other.

The atmosphere was a little quiet, Jiang Qiongju sat on her knees stiffly, her fingers pressing the hem of her clothes, lest she show the marks of her clothes.

Just as she was nervous, a chuckle suddenly rang out: "You haven't answered my question yet." ”

"Huh?" Jiang Qiongju looked up.

Yu Dao looked at her narrowly, "Why did you change into women's clothes, did you already like women's clothes, or did you deliberately change them to me?"

Hearing Yu Dao's words, Jiang Qiongju's face immediately turned red, although because of his familiar movements, he began to doubt when he was carried on the other party's shoulders, and he was even more suspicious after seeing his back, but who would deliberately do this because of this.

"No, that sister only brought me women's clothes. Jiang Qiongju explained in a low voice.

Hearing this, Jiang Qiongju didn't react, but Yu Dao was stunned. However, he didn't show any clues, but said slowly: "Tell me, why is this so?"

Jiang Qiongju heard this, and his body stiffened.

"On the eve of the Lantern Festival, it has something to do with it. There were eyes that looked at her gently.

Jiang Qiongju swallowed.

After talking in detail, Yu Dao looked at the trembling girl in front of him, and remembered that the other party was only seventeen or eighteen years old. Thinking about it this way, when there was an accident in her family and her relatives died tragically, she was at most eleven or twelve years old.

Yu Dao sighed in his heart, couldn't help but reach out and touch the girl's head, and smiled without conscience: "We are almost the same." ”

When Jiang Qiongju heard this, he looked at him in great surprise.

So Yu Dao held the chessboard with one hand and knocked on the chess pieces with the other, briefly talking about his own experience, focusing on his pity.

But halfway through the sentence, raindrops suddenly fell on the board.

As soon as she looked up, she saw Jiang Qiongju kneeling upright, her hands stiffly on her knees, she lowered her head, and a tear flowed down her cheeks, but she didn't dare to wipe it or look at Yu Dao.

A voice said, "Is what you said true?"

Yu Dao was a little stunned when he saw her reaction, and then nodded and said, "Everything is true." ”

A hand suddenly reached over and grabbed him by the collar, "You're lying to me." ”

Yu Dao was stunned.

After a long time, there was a voice as thin as a mosquito fly: "Since it is a deception, it will be deceived for a long time, a long time......"

......

After Yu Dao talked with Jiang Qiongju, he knew why there were only a few servants in the Jiang Mansion when he went to Jiang Qiongju's house, not only because the Jiang family had declined, but also because Jiang Qiongju was determined to die and was ready to assassinate Taishou at any time.

And the reason for this is nothing more than "the cunning rabbit dies, the lackey cooks", "the king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die"...... Similarly, Jiang Qiongju also knew that Yu Daozheng was borrowing himself from the Taishou Mansion to plan things.

The two settled down for a while and lived together in the Star Picking Tower.

On the second day, someone suddenly went upstairs to ask to see Yu Dao, but Yu Dao didn't think about it and refused directly. His only task now is to seize the time to cultivate.

So the prince of Jiangzhou had to withdraw from the Star Picking Building and stood in front of the building with a gloomy face. There were courtiers beside him, and he bowed down and said, "Shizi, this person is too ......."

Seeing that the prince of Jiangzhou did not interrupt, the courtier continued: "It's too rampant. ”

But as soon as he finished speaking, the courtier felt that something was wrong, because his colleagues did not echo him. As soon as he looked up, the courtier saw that the prince of Jiangzhou was looking at him coldly.

"Bastard!

The prince of Jiangzhou sneered, slapped him in the face, and bleed half of his face.

"The relationship between me and Master Lu can not be provoked. ”

"The prince forgives the sins, the son forgives the sins!" After the courtier was beaten, he immediately reacted and hurriedly knelt down and trembled.

After the fight, the prince of Jiangzhou suddenly turned pale, as if he was not angry, he explained lightly: "Go back and receive the punishment." ”

"Go home. ”

The prince of Jiangzhou glanced at the plaque of the Star Picking Tower, his face was extremely calm, and his left hand was hidden in his sleeve and did not show it. Because the nails have been dug into the flesh, and they are bleeding.

The group left the Star Picking Tower and returned to the Shizi's Mansion.

After the servants were dispersed, the prince of Jiangzhou sat alone in the room, he used copper as a mirror, staring at himself in the mirror, as if he was thinking about something.

Suddenly, someone walked into the room, and the other party asked the maid to retreat, and then walked alone in front of the prince of Jiangzhou.

"What's the matter?" the prince looked at another figure in the bronze mirror, and the other party was his wife, the princess.

There was silence for a long time, and the cry suddenly sounded.

"Xue Lang, I, my face ......" Concubine Shizi's voice was suppressed, with a fear that could not be hidden.

Jiangzhou Shizi frowned slightly, and when he saw the person behind him slowly take off the black scarf, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Click! Jiangzhou Shizi pinched the armrest of the seat and smashed it stiffly.

I saw that the princess's facial features were stiff, her face was pale, and she had corpse spots, like a dead person.

The air suddenly smelled of corpses, and even the finest musk could not hide it.

"Xue Lang, how should I be, how should I ......" The princess stood behind the prince of Jiangzhou, holding her body and trembling.

There was endless fear in her eyes, and she looked at the prince of Jiangzhou expectantly, hoping that the other party could come up with a way and that the other party could comfort herself......

"Vomit ......" Jiangzhou Shizi's stomach spasmed, and he directly bowed down and retched.

His face was pale, his eyes were frightened, he had been sleeping with such a monster for more than a month!

"Xue Lang," the princess looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief.