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The death of the sixth prince will be announced soon.

The corpse did not enter the imperial mausoleum, and the name of the dead was not left clear. Six ministers were privately stationed and heavily armed by the nine families in Zhulian. Under the heavy rain, the mouth of Caishikou had been dyed into a river of blood. They were shocked that more than one of them closed down and did not ask about the world affairs. Only the Minister of the imperial court sent people to investigate who else was involved with the six princes.

Only the storyteller in the teahouse dared to take a picture of the board and said: "these six princes are worried all their lives. They have won the battle of King Jing, and the three princes are intelligent. They have been missing since then, and now their heads have fallen to the ground..."

"But in that moment, today! Let me talk about it! "

The house was full of cheers, but I don't remember that the food market was full of blood. Instead, some people shouted that the great officials and the powerful could not die easily.

Gu Mingyan sits alone in a corner and looks at the world's various behaviors.

Before the story is told, it is full of splendor. If the story is told, I'm afraid that the author of this little novel doesn't know that the sixth Prince died of love or lived in love.

Behind her, Chengshan pushed away many cakes she had eaten and whispered, "this is the last storyteller. I'm afraid no one will know about the fire."

"Listen." Gu Mingyan raised his eyebrows, but he couldn't take the cake again.

In her heart, she also remembered that he was so arrogant and domineering when she first met the sixth prince. Since then, he has been desperate for his love. Now, she has a beginning and a end, but in her heart, she doesn't know how many times better than the royal family.

Looking at Gu Mingyan from yesterday to today, Chengshan still pushed the cake back: "please forgive me."

"I haven't worried about it today, maybe it's just that I haven't seen enough departures." Gu Mingyan lowered his eyelids, but only rarely took a drink.

She didn't have any more affection for the sixth prince, but she couldn't get over that barrier.

Duan Chengxuan, who was left in the palace to deal with all kinds of affairs, watched the body in such a big palace in black. He held his knife in his hand, and the blood around his neck spread.

All night, no one paid attention.

Duan Chengxuan looked coldly at sang Ning, who was looking at the emperor in the same direction, and was furious: "let him stay here all night! What do you mean by your visit! "

"Just to remind you of your identity and actions." Mr. Huang hurried up and said: "the emperor is not well. I really don't care about it. Please come to deal with it!"

The implication is that he doesn't care about his son's life or death at all.

More warning Duan Chengxuan don't really want to do anything against the road.

Now it seems that the elder brother's trust and connivance to himself were mostly false words. At this time, he should be so vigilant to Gu Mingyan, even risking his son's life to warn him!

Tightly clenched his fist, Duan Chengxuan bent down with red eyes and closed his eyes.

Before he died, what he saw should be the shadow of the embroiderer.

"I will take good care of her for you." It should also be the friendship you had with Yaner.

Seeing his body carried away, Duan Chengxuan also wanted to see Duan Cong. It was impossible. He had to look at sang Ning and said, "Hongxiao is OK?"

"Fortunately, thank you, your Highness Prince Jing." Sang Ning quickly bowed to her hands.

"That's good." Duan Chengxuan left with a cold face, but he didn't mention what he wanted to see the emperor for half a minute. Huang Gonggong frowned and watched Duan Chengxuan leave the palace without returning. He was slightly distracted.

It's cold under the Jingwang palace. I can be so calm when I'm dealing with my former rival. I don't know what I'm thinking about.

After leaving the palace, Duan Chengxuan heard that she had gone to the teahouse. When she stepped into the building, the storyteller's ruler would be smashed on the desk, and his voice and color would suddenly gather and the hall would be full of cheers.

Duan Chengxuan's eyes crossed heavy listeners and fell on Gu Mingyan.

She was pulling up her sleeve and half supporting her cheek, staring at the silver teller.

She went up to take a seat and saw a tear fall from her eyes and fall quietly under her arm.

"Yesterday I heard of nothing, but today I cry so hopelessly." He said so, but he didn't wipe away the tear.

"I heard it with my own ears, but I can't compare it with others." Gu Mingyan casually wiped his tears and asked Duan Chengxuan, half crying and half laughing, "how happy is he to die?"

"Happy, but also willing." Duan Chengxuan also saw her red eyes and asked, "what did others say?"

"In his whole life, he was more nervous than all the living beings here, and he was more vigorous."

The voice fell, according to the storyteller's desperate look at the corner, but only saw a ingot of gold on the table, while Duan Chengxuan had already hugged the man who couldn't catch his breath into his arms and left in a hurry, with the rain in his ears, but the cry in his chest.

The paper umbrella covered seven minutes of rain. Duan Chengxuan only held people in his arms and patted his back: "there are innocent people in the city."

Chengshan falls far behind, suddenly remembering the words of the storyteller.

"The sixth Prince has been guarding the border for many years. Unfortunately, he didn't make great achievements in his untimely life."

"Even so, the border horse bandits and roving bandits are frightened by his name!"

"If such a prince lives in another world, how can he be so insulted by the world! He was upright all his life. He was not proud of his merits. He never hurt innocent people. Now he can't die in the imperial mausoleum, and he can't live without a clear name! But the thousand horse bandits still remember the name! "

The storyteller is only afraid of gossiping, just to get some money and wine.

However, Gu Mingyan's tears came down because of her plain provocation. She was the sixth prince in her heart.

Duan Chengxuan is annoyed that the storyteller makes Mingyan cry so much, but now he can only hold him: "I will take good care of that embroiderer in the future. He is so famous that I will wash it up."

The man in the arms raised his head with red eyes: "what he wants is a clear name for the whole life! No matter what you say this time, I have to pay for your brother's life! "

"Well, I will not stop this time." Duan Chengxuan's eyes are shining.

Duan Cong is the emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

But a life is a life.

I thought the man in my arms was still crying, but I heard a few coughs. Gu Mingyan stopped and leaned against him, clutching his corner and coughing: "I owe Duan Chengye a true love and an apology."

"What's the matter?" Duan Chengxuan holds her wrist with a calm face.

"But Duan Chengye owes Duan Cong a loyalty. I can't calculate this account." Gu Mingyan coughs a few times. He looks up from his chest. A blood stain on the corner of his mouth hasn't been wiped on Duan Chengxuan's clothes, but he still gnaws his teeth: "these seven clans will get it back one by one!"

"Let's go home." Duan Chengxuan looks at the blood foam spilling from her mouth in panic and holds her up.