Hearing Qin Wuyan's sad words, Mo Siyu felt his hair stand on end, the blood on his body seemed to start to flow backwards, his hands and feet were cold.
Qin Wuyan continued: "But the person to be buried can't be an innocent person, it's better to be a voluntary person, without any resentment, so that he can accompany Xiaoyu in the tomb willingly.
I'm afraid you don't know, I have always read a lot of books. In order to make Xiaoyu come back to life, I have read those banned books, and I have always had a photographic memory. The wonderful use of things..."
It was only then that Mo Siyu realized that his cleverness was misled by his cleverness, and he fell into the trap deliberately dug by Qin Wuyan, "Soldiers never tire of deceit, it's because I was young and ignorant, too frivolous, since this incident happened because of me, I will tell you what to do with Yan." Brother has nothing to do, one person does things and one person is responsible, I am willing to sacrifice myself for my wife."
Speaking of this, Mo Siyu couldn't help feeling sad. From the beginning to the end, she never expected that she would end up being buried.
Thinking that she was about to die, Mo Siyu couldn't help tears rolling down her cheeks, she stuffed the pill Qin Wuyan gave her down her throat, swallowed it, and asked hoarsely, "How did you know my identity?"
"Has no one ever told you that you look exactly like your mother?" Qin Wuyan watched Mo Siyu swallow the pill expressionlessly, and a wave flashed in his eyes, "What's more, Your father planted a hidden stake in Yuecheng, wouldn't I plant a hidden stake in Jincheng?
Although Yuecheng is far away from Jincheng, the goshawks in Yuecheng can still fly over the mountains and deliver the desired news back and forth..."
Mo Siyu wiped away his tears, "No wonder my brother thinks so highly of the High Priest. If I die at the hands of the High Priest, I can be regarded as a well-deserved death."
Qin Wuyan raised his eyebrows: "Do you have any last wishes?"
"I ask the high priest to keep his word, hold your hand high, and let Brother Yan go." Mo Siyu was afraid of death, and he couldn't help feeling sad when he thought that he had sneaked out like this without leaving a word of explanation to his relatives, "If I Brother found the priest's mansion, please tell the high priest to tell him that I am not filial, I have made the elders unhappy all my life, it is my fault..."
The warmth in the body gradually dissipated, and the coolness came in a little bit, Mo Siyu only felt that his consciousness became more and more blurred, he fell to the ground, and soon became unconscious.
Qin Wuyan ordered someone to carry Mo Siyu away and put him in front of Chu Chuyan, to see how Chu Chuyan reacted...
Qin Wuyan stood under the long corridor, looking up at the pitch-black night, waiting for the guards to come and report back: "Young master of the Chu family couldn't bear this blow, he passed out..."
Qin Wuyan smiled, and said lightly, "They really are a pair of lovers who will never change until death."
He was about to say something, when there was smoke and dust floating out of the bedroom, the guard guarding the door shouted loudly: "There's water, there's water, the lady's bedroom is on fire, hurry up and put out the fire."
Qin Wuyan's eyes shrank suddenly, and he walked quickly towards the bedroom, not caring about the billowing smoke, he raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose with his sleeve robe, and rushed in.
However, the bed where he and Zhuang Xiaoyu had been lying in the bedroom had been burned to the ground. In a short period of time, the flames had not had time to spread to the beams of the roof, but everything on the bed had been burnt and blurred.
Under the bed, lay a dead body covered with flammable powder, the clothes were soaked in kerosene, the body had been scorched, only half of the face was covered with scars, and the fingers of one hand were dead. Scratching the bed like hell...
That's a dumb woman!