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Chapter 920 I Don’t Know Spring (Fifty)

However, the momentary disillusionment was not entirely because of Su Yan's life or death, but more, probably because of the loss of the last ray of hope.If she was right, why would Song Cang, such an upright gentleman, stand opposite her at the risk of death?
She opened her mouth, a heart-piercing silent wail.

The wind slanted from the east, and the sun was suddenly burning.At first she racked her brains trying to hear what those gangsters were saying, but at the moment she was extremely thankful, fortunately, fortunately, she couldn't hear the words shouting there at all.

Xue Ling didn't dare to open his eyes for a long time, even his body was trembling slightly, and those who cried at the grave together had to slander, this little lady, didn't she cry too much.

Looking at the little woman who was sixteen or seventeen, she was dressed in plain color but could not hide her delicate figure, such a tragic appearance, it was as if the sky had fallen and the earth had fallen.Even though she is the empress of the Son of Heaven, she is not her biological parents, nor is she a mandarin duck of siblings, just cry and cry, and cry to the point of heartbreak?

Although people have doubts in their hearts, they dare not show it on the surface. If the girl is related to the royal family, they will always guess. There are still occasional mourning and weeping in the surroundings, and Xue Ling did not hear her panic and panic. .

Su Fu was near the Son of Heaven, if he was ill, others would think that he was arrested and assassinated, and there must be great chaos around him.Especially for these common people, it is rare to see swords and guns on their bodies, at least one or two shouts should be correct.

She was still hesitating, and after listening for a moment, she hesitated and opened her eyes. The tears could no longer be restrained and flowed down her cheeks.Even so, he still didn't dare to look directly at it, and only glanced around from the corner of his eye, wanting to see something more.

But the surroundings were all the same, those who should cry cried, those who should kneel kneeled, those who sprinkled paper money still sprinkled paper money, and those who added fire to the underworld still guarded the cornucopia and did not get up.

What's wrong?What's wrong?
She panted heavily, and moved her body unconsciously, feeling that the sun was very strong today, and her whole body was as hot as a fire.She wanted to seek some comfort from these unnecessary anecdotes, so she forced herself to recite a sentence in her heart, it really is the beginning of spring, so warm.

After waiting for a while, no one panicked.In other words, nothing happened on the field.

Nothing happened?Could it be that what Su Yan handed over was not the Xue Song case written last night?No, he didn't hand it over, so what's the point of writing it.

That's right, it must be that he didn't claim himself, but just presented the charter. Wei Lang is probably still reading it, and the people in Yibai didn't hear him confessing to Song Cang, so they haven't done anything yet.

Or was it because he had already revealed himself, and Yibai ordered someone to do something on his way to prison?This is also possible, after all, the emperor is now in front, and with Wei Lang's prudence, the guards must be his confidants, and Yi Bai has no chance to do anything.

Yes, yes, each has its own reasons, it is impossible for Su Fu to die on the spot.He didn't tell everything about Huo Zhun's Huang family and so on, so it doesn't make much difference if he died a moment later.

This is also like the speculation of going to the doctor in a hurry to suppress the panic in her heart. Her teary eyes were blurred and looked at the altar hatefully again. With just one glance, her eyeballs almost fell out in an instant.

Su Yan had already stood up, although he couldn't see his expression clearly from a distance away, but he was still holding a tube-shaped object in his hand.If you don't think about it, it must be the self-expression book from last night.

Xue Ling still couldn't believe it, and smeared his face in a hurry. He was so shocked that he forgot where he was, and only thought about how it was possible. Su Yan stood up, but did not present the things.

In this situation, it is impossible for this kind of thing to happen. In the current civil and military affairs, he is in an official position, even if he holds a pile of dog shit and asks the emperor to review it, Wei Lang has to touch his hands and smell it.

Therefore, it is impossible for the emperor to refuse his courtier's appearance. Could it be that Su Fu changed his mind when the matter came to an end?It's good to be like this, but everyone is kneeling, how can it be changed, even if he wants to change, Wei Lang is not a dead person, if it is you, it can still be you if it is not?
Xue Ling became more and more anxious and chaotic, and the more chaotic, the more he couldn't make sense of it. He stepped forward a few steps, and was about to hit the point of the guard's spear. An old woman pulled her, and said with compassion : "The little girl is so sad that she went out. People are born, old, sick and die, even the emperor and queen mother can't avoid this."

Xue Ling came back to his senses, and then he saw his feet clearly, turned to look at the woman, forced a smile and nodded his head as a thank you.The mother-in-law threw her hands away, as if she didn't intend to save Xue Ling, but thought she was really sad and heartbroken, she felt pity for herself for a while, and sighed: "I don't know how long the old woman will live."

Shaking his head again sadly: "In this life, the longer a person lives, the more he will suffer."

It's a pity that Xue Ling didn't pay attention to her, and all his thoughts were on the altar bit by bit. Only now did he see that both civil and military men were looking towards the entrance. There was a young man pushing a wheelchair slowly towards the center Walk.

However, she could see who was in the wheelchair clearly when she thought about it, and she might not know him, let alone really couldn't see clearly, so why bother to look carefully.

In the blink of an eye, only a rough outline shows that he looks like he is dying and dying.She also didn't bother to guess who was coming, after all, it must be very important to let the guards at all levels let go without asking for instructions, let alone the emperor's subjects all stop their work and wait for him alone. , Come to the grave of Emperor Liang Cheng?
She looked around, desperately wanting to leave first, think of a way, must think of a way, no matter what, Song Cang can't die here, at least not so easily.Song Bai only has such a little thing left, damn it, even Song Bai's dog can't let him die here.

How can I leave without knowing the ghosts? My identity was acquired by Li Jingsi. If something goes wrong, I will implicate a lot of people.

how to goPretending to pass out from crying?

She was in a state of desperation like ants in a hot pot, and there was a long-awaited exclamation from those around her, but it wasn't because she thought someone's blood was splashed on the spot, but a man who was half-believing and excited: "Oh my God, it seems to be Mr. Qi."

Xue Ling was immersed in the pain of being helpless, and he didn't hear this Lord Qi at all, but he seemed to know him, so he asked in a low voice: "Which Lord Qi?"

The man didn't dare to raise his head to take a closer look, fearing that someone would find out that he would be punished for being disrespectful, so he only sneaked up and squinted and squinted.

Xue Ling scratched his wrist so hard that he was about to bleed, the answer was finally ready, the man said: "It's really Master Qi, he has become like this."

He yelled "God" twice, and Pang'er couldn't help being more curious, and said in a low voice: "Which Master Qi, you are talking about yourself."

"Former ceremonial officer Qi Shiyan Lord Qi, where do I have a second Lord Qi?"

"How did you recognize him?"

The man's voice was extremely low: "In the third year of Zhang He, the first Queen's birthday, I sent jade to the palace, and I have met Master Qi several times. I admire him for his noble character and deep writing. Afterwards, he still has contacts. He left last year Jing, I even went to send it off." The more he talked, the more sad he became, and he sighed, "How did your lord end up in such a body..."

The man next to him didn't have such deep friendship, and he didn't know that Qi Shiyan had suffered a stroke and was paralyzed when he left Beijing. Otherwise, he might be able to comfort the man, he ended up in good health, and many of them lay on the bed until they died.

He only echoed the man and muttered: "So it's Mr. Qi, I've heard of it too."

Before the words fell, a weeping pear blossom face came between the two of them, but a hoarse voice appeared on Jiaojiao's face, as if a tongue-twirling kid was about to pop out in the next second.

Xue Ling asked, "Which Qi Shiyan are you talking about?"

(End of this chapter)