Chapter 39

The emperor's daily routine was very regular. He would turn off the light and go to bed at midnight, but this night broke the rule.

Only father and son were in the bedroom. When the emperor looked at Lu Jingyi, his eyes were more serious than usual: "are you very close to bu Qingyi? Do you know who she really is? "

"I just have some friendship with her, I don't know much about it." Lu Jingyi said respectfully, "does she have any other questions? I heard Xu Qing say that there was another murderer who killed song Qingfeng, and he has already turned himself in? "

"It's a maid in Bu Qingyi's house. She said that she was the one who killed song Qingfeng. In my opinion, she is here to take the blame for bu Qingyi, otherwise she will not commit suicide. "

There is only one servant girl beside Bu Qingyi. It's not difficult to lock her identity. But Lu Jingyi never thought that the name of Qianhua would be associated with suicide.

"Suicide? The maid? How is that possible? " Lu Jingyi blurted out.

The emperor took a deep look at him and snorted: "I know you have a lot to do with Bu Qingyi. That servant girl ran to Dali temple to surrender. Xu Wei didn't know how to deal with it, so she brought it to me. I wanted to push the boat along with the current, not only to fulfill the loyalty of the servant girl's protector, but also to give ye Jia an explanation. Unexpectedly, the servant girl took poison early and died in front of the hall soon. I don't know how to explain to the outside. "

What else did the emperor say? Lu Jingyi didn't listen to it at all. He kept echoing a sentence in his mind.

He died.

Lead Hua is dead.

He doesn't know how good is the relationship between Bu Qingyi and her master and servant. But she is the only maid that Bu Qingyi brought out of Guangling palace, which shows that she attaches great importance to her. Now she takes the blame for her suicide, and it's not half of Bu Qingyi's life?

Hissing and taking a breath, Lu Jingyi looked uneasy: "it's not early. The emperor should have a rest earlier."

"Are you in a hurry to leave? Want to find Bu Qingyi? " Easily see through the son's ideas, the emperor sneered, "it's better to have a chat with your brother. After a hundred years, your brother is destined to succeed to the throne. By then, you will be his most capable and trusted person. Don't ruin your future for a woman. "

The emperor's words were full of warning.

Lu Jingyi has little knowledge of Bu Qingyi's identity. He thought that she was just having a problem with Pei Zan. But after hearing the emperor's words, he can't help but wonder if the emperor who broke the rule for bu Qingyi, like Pei Zan, has a lot to do with Bu Qingyi's past?

Of course, he won't ask. There are more important things to do now than to seek answers.

Lu Jingyi, who had been busy all day in the suburban hunting garden, had no time to rest. He left the palace and went straight to the palace. Many soldiers who guarded the gate mistakenly thought that he was going to do emergency affairs according to the emperor's order.

Rao is so, he is still a step late.

In the courtyard where people are less popular, the corpse wrapped in leather cloth lies on the ground quietly, surrounded by Dali Temple laborers who come to deliver the corpse. Bu Qingyi knelt down beside her, her eyes were a little dull, and her expressionless face couldn't read her sadness. It seemed that she could not accept the fact that she was dead.

The "negotiation" with the emperor was very smooth, which made Qingyi feel so good that when she went to get back the clothes, she completely ignored the countless complicated eyes from Dali temple. On the way back, she kept thinking, what do you want to buy to calm down the anger of lead China? The angry woman doctor in her family is more frightening than a female tiger when she loses her temper

Is losing the temperature of the corpse side, lead China pale palm, specially bought for her horseshoe cake fell to pieces.

She once happily told Bu Qingyi that her favorite food was horseshoe cake. In the past, her father would buy her a bag of steaming and fragrant horseshoe cake every time he took her to the market. In her heart, nothing was more delicious than horseshoe cake.

She likes all the things, horseshoe cake, mother and son, this family

But why didn't she talk or laugh?

Bu Qingyi holds her hand firmly, and her skin is stained with her cold. She tried to breathe on the weak hands, hoping to warm them up.

She leaned down and put her lips close to her ear. She said something that would make her furious. She hoped that her female doctor would really jump up and beat her.

She even clumsily pulled the hair of lead China, recalling the last time when she did so, lead China ignored her for three days, hoping that this time can also get the white eyes of lead China.

However, lead China is lying like that, quietly. Her face was as white as snow in winter, but she felt desolate.

Bu Qingyi had nothing to do. She lowered her head deeply, and her forehead was in the center of her eyebrows. She didn't move for a long time.

"His royal highness, the girl left a letter in her sleeve, imploring her to send her bones back here after her death. We've already delivered them. Look... " Some of the soldiers who sent the corpses were in a bit of a dilemma. They looked at Lu Jingyi as if for help.

"Thank you. Please come back." Lu Jingyi gently jaw first, and then slowly walked to bu Qingyi side. He wanted to pat her on the shoulder and say a few words of comfort, but somehow, his hand was hanging in the air, and he did not dare to fall down for a long time.In what capacity would he comfort her?

A friend who didn't do anything?

The brother of the culprit who forced the death of Yin Hua?

The emperor's son who knew the truth and chose to let lead China die in vain?

No matter which one he is, it seems that he is not qualified to touch her and say meaningless nonsense.

In the end, he withdrew his hand in dismay.

"Take your girls back to rest." Dumb voice to make a wink, Lu Jingyi pull up the white cloth, want to cover the body of lead China.

"Don't touch her."

Bu Qingyi lowered his head and drank. He grabbed the white cloth and threw it away.

He quickly stopped Lu Jingyi and said in a low voice, "don't be angry, your highness. She's really upset. Or Would you like to go back and have a rest first? Don't worry. I'll take care of you girl. "

It's not hard to understand that Bu Qingyi is so sad when lead Hua dies suddenly. The same relationship between day and night seems not so sad, but makes Lu Jingyi feel at a loss.

Can you take care of Bu Qingyi as she is now?

"In a word, it's important to bury the bones first. I'm going to arrange for people to prepare the coffin, and you're going to prepare some lead China's usual clothes - "

" girl? Girl --?! "

Lu Jingyi's words were only half said, but his face suddenly changed. His eyes were full of panic. Lu Jingyi is aware of the difference and turns back quickly. But what's the shadow of Bu Qingyi beside the bones behind him? Only the empty door stood still, as if there were still shadows of who had just left.

Even the stars are covered by dark clouds in the night, the slightly thin figure in the ups and downs of the roof of the rapid jump, fast like an illusion.

Bu Qingyi's face was expressionless, and his eyes were always looking at the Guangling palace not far away.

Yuyang princess lost her husband, song Qingfeng lost her life, and her closest sister also died. The source of all this is in Guangling palace. It seems that human and animal are harmless, but it's completely black.

Su brocade clothes.

The culprit who killed lead China.

Injustice has its head, and debt has its owner. Lead China must not die with the charge of murderer. If the law can't return justice to lead China, let the dagger in hand protect it.

Now, there is nothing to lose.

"The night is as cool as water But how do I feel it's not cool, but very cold? It's too cold to go to the cottage. "

"Lead China, you grow so water spirit, how specially destroy artistic conception? You are so blind. "

"What's wrong with me telling the truth? What's more, you're not interested in talking about artistic conception. Even if it's romantic, it's going to turn into shit in your mouth! "

"Really? Then I'll call your name - lead China, lead China, lead smelly China - "

" you, you look for a fight, don't you? Don't run! You stinky clothes -- "

Good memories end at the gate of Guangling palace, just like the time spent with Xianhua, so short.

Converging from the mighty anger, bu Qingyi quietly jumped into the courtyard, walked to Su Jinshang's boudoir, and kicked open the door with a bang.

Su Jinshang is removing her make-up from the mirror in her bedroom. When she hears someone break in, her first reaction is not to go out to see the situation, but to hide behind the screen and grab a cup in her hand.

Da, Da, Da, Da.

Step green clothes through the small hall, slowly step a little bit close, the sound of footsteps buckle Su brocade clothes heartbeat, make su brocade clothes nervous to almost can't breathe.

Creak -

the bedroom door is pushed open.

Su Jinshang heard the footsteps of Bu Qingyi. She didn't dare to go out. She could only tighten her face behind the screen and hold the teacup up to her head, trembling and ready to drop it at any time.

Suddenly, the footsteps stopped, and then there was a long silence.

She closed her eyes in despair and waited for a long time, but Su Jinshang still didn't hear anything. She gradually had a fluke. Didn't Bu Qingyi see her and think that no one in the room left?

Su Jin Chang was relieved, but he didn't dare to be careless. He leaned to the outside with great care to see if Bu Qing Yi was still in the bedroom.

At the moment when Su brocade's sight was about to expand, a hand suddenly broke through the screen and seized her skirt!

Su Jinshang screamed in fright. Before the cry fell to the ground, he was pulled out of the screen by that hand and slammed to the opposite dowry table. When the screen was smashed, the sharp stubble cut Su Jinshang's cheek; when she hit the dowry table, a stabbing pain hit her whole body, which made her unable to see clearly for a long time and made her eyes faint.

Bu Qingyi, who was dominated by anger, didn't give Su Jinshang a chance to breathe at all. His short sword came out of the sheath like a flash of cold silver light and went straight to Su Jinshang's heart.

Keng -

close to the front half inch of Su Jinshang's heart, the slender and bright sword body firmly blocked the way of the short sword.

Bu Qingyi didn't take back her dagger. She raised her head and refused to stare at the obstacles. Every word was full of hate and anger."Pei Mogui, get out of here!"