Chapter 607

At this time, Yan Qiqi found that her clothes had been changed, but she was too nervous just now. She didn't pay attention.

Fortunately, Gongsun Li didn't change her clothes, otherwise she would either kill Gongsun Li or find a ground seam to drill in after killing Gongsun Li.

She didn't finish in one breath, and listened to Gongsun Li casually, "you too. Why can't you remember your monthly events and days? I thought you were hurt. Just now you suddenly fainted and almost scared the Lord to death... "

Remember a fart. She came here for the first time. She knew it for the first time. How can she remember it.

However, she couldn't say these words to Gongsun Li. Although her psychological age was already 25, her body had just turned 17. It was really inappropriate to discuss these with a man. Seeing Gongsun Li's face calm, she blushed. She grabbed the bowl in Gongsun Li's hand and drank the brown sugar water completely. "I'm tired and went to bed first."

Yan Qiqi put the bowl away and didn't care about him. He pulled the quilt over his head and went to sleep.

Gongsun Li didn't know her daughter's careful thinking. She knew she was shy and didn't say anything. She glanced at her mouth and closed the door for her before she left.

Originally, she said that sleeping was just an excuse. She just wanted to take a nap to ease her embarrassment. Unexpectedly, she fell asleep again.

I slept until the night fell and was awakened by the smell of barbecue.

Yan Qiqi was full of sleep and hungry. After a simple grooming, he found that four or five bonfires had been set up in the open space at the door. A fat sheep was roasted on each bonfire, smoking. The fat oil dropped on the bonfire and splashed off smoke. The soldiers sat there with dignified faces.

Yan Qiqi felt a little strange. He walked over and asked loudly, "what's the matter? One by one with his face on his shoulder. He doesn't like mutton? "

She touched the mutton. The meat was tender and fragrant. It should be good. There were several jars of wine next to the campfire.

Yan Qiqi sat next to Ye Chao. When she asked this, the head of the soldiers dropped lower, and even ye Chao looked a little sad.

His face was desolate. "Princess, the Marquis's head has not passed. His bones are not cold, but we drink and eat meat here. The Marquis's spirit in heaven knows it will be sad."

It's because of this.

The death of Duke Cheng was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for their loyal soldiers. Not only them, but also Yan Qiqi himself felt that he was living in a dream these days. He just hoped that everything here did not happen after waking up, and his delusion was still loving her father.

Yan Qiqi took out the dagger from his waist to see things and think of people. At this time, what she kept in her hand was only the dagger commonly used by her father. This dagger was still the murder weapon to kill her father. The dagger flashed cold in the light of the fire, setting off Yan Qiqi's pretty face from time to time.

At this time, Xu Shian sat not far away, and his face could not look good. His cheeks were blue and white. The place where he was blue was the bruise left by Gongsun Li's foot on his face during the day. No one cared about his injury. As usual, adult Xu, with unlimited scenery, joined the refugee team and became a lost dog. He could only hide in the dark and lick the wound.

He didn't dare to get close to Yan Qiqi. The dagger was the murder weapon he had thrown away before. Now it appeared in front of him again. He was so frightened that he wanted to run away immediately.

Xu Shian thought carefully. Yan Qiqi couldn't guess without reading his mind. She was about to cry in her ears. She sucked her nose hard and forced her tears back to her eyes.

In order to distract her attention, she took out her dagger and skillfully cut off a piece of steaming mutton and handed it to Ye Chao, "I understand your reluctance to give up your father, and I also hate it, but my father said before his death that he would let you go home safely. Now that my father is gone, this responsibility is completed by me as a daughter, and I can understand your longing for him, Just keep it in your heart silently. If the Marquis is clever in heaven, he won't care about the dead rules. Listen to me, eat and drink well. There's still a long way to go. "

In fact, ye Chao wanted to say that if Duke Cheng died in the state of Yan, the funeral alone would take seven days, and he would not be buried until seven days later. But now the Marquis's death is not clear. It would be too desolate to bury his mighty life in a piece of loess.

Yan Qiqi understood that the soldiers wanted to avenge their father. That's why she wanted these soldiers to keep their spirit. The way ahead is unknown. Living in the present is more important than anything.

As easy as blowing off dust as like as two peas, Ye Chao's 77 words were heard by the soldiers, and the God took the lamb that she handed over and ate it. The dagger was very sharp, just like what he said.

In this way, every time she cuts off a piece, it is passed down by Ye Chao's hand.

Of course, another purpose of her doing so is to see if there is a murderer of her father among these people.

If a person's hands are covered with blood after killing his father, and he can hide in it as if nothing had happened, of course, he will lose count if he takes the meat cut by the dagger and eats it into his stomach.

She's gambling!

The delicious roast mutton passed on piece by piece.

The soldiers are starving and cold these days. They can't eat enough at all. Now, after listening to Yan Qiqi's words, they put down their hearts and ate happily.

The princess is right. There will be hard battles to fight in the future. Only after they have a good rest and enough spirit can they avenge the Duke.

Soon, a roasted leg of mutton, which was charred outside and tender inside, was handed to Xu Shian.

Xu Shian was just about to pick it up when he saw a dagger inserted on the roast lamb leg. It was so immortal that he stabbed Cheng Guogong to death.

He would never read the dagger wrong. There were special dark lines on the handle. He was shocked. He tried his best to bear it so that he wouldn't show his horse's feet. He couldn't understand it. It was clear that he had lost the dagger. How could it appear in Yan Qiqi's hand again?

For a moment, Xu Shian was very flustered, his eyes dodged, and he wanted to run away.

Several cuts were made on the leg of the lamb, which was roasted hot and smelly, and cumin was sprinkled on the flesh and blood. Even the shape of the knife edge was very similar to the scars of his killing as a Duke that day.