Jun Jiuling - Chapter 537

[Chapter 173 Pedestrians at night]

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Princess Jiu Ling, the second daughter of Prince Xingwen.

Taikang violated Henan in winter for three years, and galloped without donations of bait and medicine. He died at the residence of Lu Qianhu, Fusi, the northern town of the capital, at the age of nineteen.

This is engraved on the epitaph, announcing the cause of death of Princess Jiuling in the world, and this is the cause of Princess Jiuling’s death.

At this moment, Princess Jiuli asked this sentence, if it was in other places, it would be outrageous.

Princess Jiuli never did anything outrageous, and she never asked anything.

When she received the news of Princess Jiuling’s death, Princess Jiuling had already finished her burial. She just pulled King Huai to stand in front of the coffin and looked at the remains, and then sat down in the mourning hall to mourning according to the etiquette.

“Princess Jiuling’s body is too weak, because she was raised outside since she was a child.” At that time, a royal relative sighed to Princess Jiuli like this.

Princess Jiuli just wiped her tears without saying a word.

Since then, she hasn’t said a word about the cause of Princess Jiuling’s death, and she hasn’t even asked about any illness.

How could she ask such a thing at this moment, and she still asked Lu Yunqi, the man who is equivalent to the emperor’s hand and eye.

“I don’t comment on other things. Now at least I know one thing. Master Lu, you are sincere to my sister.”

Princess Jiuli’s voice came from behind.

“You are as kind to me and King Huai as possible, and protect each other as much as possible.”

As much as possible, it doesn’t sound like a compliment, but for Lu Yunqi’s identity, it is already extremely grateful, and at the same time, it is impossible to communicate with others. Humane gratitude.

After Princess Jiuli said these words, the room fell silent.

Lu Yunqi still turned his back to her, but did not continue to walk.

“Everyone is dead, know how to die, is it necessary?” he said suddenly.

Princess Jiuli stood up on the bed with a hint of urgency on her normally calm face.

“Being confused in life and understanding in death is not worth living in vain,” she said.

Lu Yunqi turned around.

“On that day,

she said she wanted to eat lard dumplings from Cao’s family outside the city, and I immediately went to buy it for her,” he said.

Under the bright light, his complexion became more and more pale.

She didn’t say anything, but when Princess Jiuli heard this, her eyes turned red, and tears were about to fall.

that day.

She held her hand and stared at Lu Yunqi seriously, lest she miss a word.

“Cao’s house opened late, I didn’t want to disturb the persecution, lest the dumpling bait he made in such a situation would not taste good, so I just waited.” Lu Yunqi’s voice continued to sound.

“When the first pot of dumpling bait was ready, they came to tell me that Jiu Ling entered the palace.”

“I knew something was going to happen.”

Lu Yunqi stood in the hall and the bright lights poured on him, but it was as if he was giving He was covered with a shadow.

Princess Jiuli looked at him and covered her mouth with her hands.

He didn’t say anything, his speech was a little awkward, the narration was dull and dull, but the description was dry, but Princess Jiuli seemed to see the scene at that time.

She saw the girl walking on the road to the palace with determination and no turning back.

“When I arrived, she was already dead.”

Princess Jiuli closed her eyes, tears streaming down her pale cheeks.

Sure enough, he died because he entered the palace to assassinate the emperor.

As for why Jiuling wanted to assassinate the emperor, this is not a question that can be asked.

Ask and get no answer.

“How did she die?” she asked hoarsely.

Lu Yunqi looked blank.

“She was hacked to death,” he said.

He looked in front of him, and seemed to see the pool of blood again. The blood stabbed his eyes, but he didn’t avoid it at all, and he wanted to see everything in front of him clearly.

Look at her broken arm, look at her twisted figure, look at her favorite clothes stained red with blood, look at her beyond recognition.

Watching her look at herself, she smiled.

The room was dead silent.

I don’t know how long it took before I heard Princess Jiuli sigh softly.

“That’s it.” She said, “How painful.”

There was no anger, no crying, only these soft words.

How painful.

How painful.

Lu Yunqi turned around and walked out, his pace was very fast, the bead curtain brush swayed loudly, and it shook violently.

Lu Yunqi rushed into the night, and the maids and servants were startled by him.

“My lord…” Everyone called out in a salute.

Before the voice fell, Lu Yunqi had already hurried out past them.

“Master is going out?”

“Master?”

The Jinyi guards from the outer courtyard came to ask.

Lu Yunqi just walked out without saying a word, everyone was busy, horses came, torches and lanterns gathered, and the door was pushed open.

In the hustle and bustle, Lu Yunqi didn’t say a word, if it wasn’t for people walking around by himself, it would really be like a wood carving and stone sculpture.

He got on his horse and urged the horse to gallop.

The guards in brocade robes surrounded the front and back, and the light of the horses’ hooves and torches disturbed the quiet night of the capital.

Seeing this group of people coming over, the crowd at the night market was startled and fled, and when they saw Lu Yunqi, they were even more speechless.

Are you going to raid your home tonight?

Who is so unlucky?

In the sight of people dodging curiosity, Lu Yunqi and his party disappeared on the street.

“I’m looking at the direction to go out of the city.”

“Is it actually so late to leave the city?”

“Aren’t you afraid of meeting ghosts when you walk at night?”

There was a silence on the street after these words, and people roared like birds and beasts scattered, this action was too fast, posted A man at the corner of the wall fell on his head without being careful about being hit, and the bamboo hat on his head rolled off, and was trampled several times by the stragglers.

“Hey my hat.” He shouted anxiously.

The hat was kicked back.

“What hat are you wearing at night?” the man scolded.

The man picked up his hat in annoyance, and then looked at the people on the street in the dark, where he could see who kicked.

The man picked up the hat, and seeing that the good hat had been stepped on crookedly, he had to throw it aside angrily.

The night market has resumed its liveliness. The man stood up straight and looked around, raised his hand and pressed his temples, adjusted his clothes and walked along the street.

There are many stalls in the night market, and many people are sitting or standing to eat, drink, and laugh. Of course, there are also many large restaurants that are still open, but compared to the daytime, they seem deserted. After all, there is a good place to go for a drink at night.

The man walked to a guild hall and whispered a few words to a guy at the door, and the guy hurriedly led him inward, UU reading www.

sonicmtl.com And the door of the guild hall was also closed, and the lantern on the door was also removed and extinguished, indicating that the door was closed.

As the man led the way, the lanterns were also removed and extinguished wherever the man walked. The originally bright interior became dim. The man stopped in front of a door, adjusted his clothes again, opened the door and walked in.

The light in the room was soft, illuminating an old man sitting by the window, who was writing with his head down at this time.

The man smiled and bowed respectfully.

“Meet Mr. Huang,” he said.

The old man who was writing raised his head, the light shining on his wrinkled face, it was Mr. Huang Chenghuang.

“If I go to see Your Majesty now and say that I have caught the Prince Sicang of the Jin Dynasty,” he said with a warm expression, “Your Majesty will be very pleased.” (To be continued.)

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