Crown Jewels

Chapter 82

Then, the square-faced guard waved his hands to the people around him, and they worked together to put the coffin lid back on.

During this process, the guards were all restrained, and no one dared to look into the coffin.

Finally, the coffin lid came down and gradually came together tightly, with a deafening muffled sound in the darkness.

But this sound, to Song Yan and Gu Baozhu's ears, seemed like the sound of heaven.

The two looked at each other, and their eyes were filled with the joy of being alive after the catastrophe.

Their situation is like a knife.

The knife hanging above the person's head was about to fall to the neck, and when it was about to cut open the flesh to reveal the dazzling blush, it suddenly reversed and drew the knife directly, allowing the two people in the coffin to be pardoned.

"Prince Gong" heard the news of the Seventh Young Master, his eyes narrowed, he didn't know what to think, and his face was a little gloomy.

"My lord, there is nothing in the coffin—"

Seeing this, the square-faced guard reported it with a straight neck, and then shrank his head with the quail version.

"Prince Gong" looked at him coldly, and at the bronze mask in his hand, and he had no intention of staying here any longer.

Seeing the figure of "Prince Gong" finally go away, the square-faced waiter also heaved a sigh of relief, with a look of rejoicing on his face.

so far so good!

Fortunately, the prince didn't have the brains to let him carry out the rotting corpse in the coffin, and carefully monitor it in front of him.

If this is the case, I am afraid that because of this, I have accumulated a pen of evil virtue in the underworld book.

As for ghosts and gods, one should be in awe of them.

Opening people's coffins twice a day is similar to throwing people's ancestral graves. I'm afraid that the prince will give up if he really wants to bring back the popularity in the underworld and ask for someone's life.

The square-faced guard shook his head, and his face also showed the joy and helplessness of the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

Finally, the sound of everyone's footsteps left again.

Inside the coffin, Gu Baozhu's back was completely exhausted.

The icy corpse beside him, the irritating smell of cinnabar in the coffin.

Several times a day, the heart beats one after another, and even those truths hidden in the darkness seem to be strangled by invisible hands around his neck, making Gu Baozhu's mind confused and his chest as if he can't breathe.

Just like that, she felt that she couldn't lift up her strength and completely collapsed in Song Yan's arms.

At this time, Gu Baozhu was too lazy to care about the defense of men and women.

after all!

Compared with the cold corpse, Song Yan's hard body and gushing breath made Gu Baozhu feel extra at ease.

On the edge of life and death, the boundary between men and women is actually humble and pitiful.

When it is really a crisis, who can take care of these secular rituals and terrible rumors?

At least, Gu Baozhu felt that it was impossible for her to give up the most important thing in her life for the sake of the cold chastity archway.

She wants to live freely and freely!

Sensing Gu Baozhu's state, Song Yan didn't dare to delay.

The inside of the coffin was originally airtight, and the two of them were exhausted for a long time, and it was very likely that they would suffocate.

Half holding Gu Baozhu's shoulders, Song Yan propped up his body with the other hand and half sat up, then lifted the coffin with both arms, and gritted his teeth fiercely.

……

In the busy city, at this time of August, the sun is shining brightly.

The two of them walked in the market in Xiyang, it seemed that the fright just now was all a dream.

But the cold sweat still seeping down the back of her spine silently reminded Gu Baozhu that she had seen everything with her own eyes.

Song Yan walked side by side beside Gu Baozhu, watching her pale and defeated face, frowning slightly.

Although he was reluctant to force Gu Baozhu, but the market was lively, and the two of them really looked a little extraordinary.

Handsome men and beautiful women walked side by side, and there was not much joy on their faces. This matter itself was already very attractive.

Seeing the street market, more and more people looked at them.

After a while, Song Yan finally leaned closer to Gu Baozhu's side, his eyes fell on her defeated lips, and he said something carefully.

"The county master—"

"Well, there are many people outside, so don't be sullen."

"Take it easy um—"

Otherwise, I'm afraid it might be a bit eye-catching.

Hearing this, Gu Baozhu stood still in place, slightly raised his chin, exposing his facial features to the sunlight.

As if in this way, all evils can be expelled;

It seemed like this could make her feel a little more at ease in her heart.

After adjusting his mentality, Gu Baozhu smiled at Song Yan with his lips bent.

Song Yan waited for a while, then saw the woman look up at him, and after a while, she showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

The corners of Song Yan's mouth twitched slightly as he watched, feeling a little frustrated for some reason.

But his eyes fell on Gu Baozhu's lips that looked like he had failed miserably, but he didn't continue to force her.

The sound of hawking and shouting on the street is still the same.

Everyone has gone through hardships and wants to live a good life in peace.

Perhaps Gu Baozhu's appearance was too eye-catching, but her appearance of wanting to cry and heartbroken really attracted the attention of an old woman.

The old woman was carrying a bamboo basket on her arm, she tidied it neatly, her eyes were full of pity when she looked at Gu Baozhu.

Such a handsome girl, who would want her to cry?

The old woman handed over a square handkerchief, and tried to comfort her.

"Little girl, stop crying!"

"Tell your mother-in-law, is your little fiance mad at you?"

While comforting Gu Baozhu, the old woman looked at Song Yan beside her with kind reproach.

That demeanor, as if looking at his own incompetent junior.

After a while, seeing that Gu Baozhu's eyes were still slightly red, the old woman simply held her hand and patted it familiarly.

"Grandma told you—"

"If it's really your little fiancé, if he makes you unhappy, you have to go back to your mother's house and find your father."

"Father loves my daughter the most, daughter, you are so beautiful, you deserve to be pampered by your father like pearls and treasures!"

Song Yan was dumbfounded.

The old woman's words made his eyelids twitch, who made Gu Baozhu unhappy?
wrong!

Who is Gu Baozhu's little fiance?
Why does it sound like he is a softie?

Not to mention, Dayan is open to the people.

Unmarried men and women who are engaged can make appointments to get to know each other.

This custom is basically acquiesced by the two mansions.

Song Yan and Gu Baozhu were about the same age, and they walked side by side on the street without any shyness.

The appearance of a man and a woman can be described as magnanimous!
Gu Baozhu's face was clearly unhappy and gloomy.

Although Song Yan refused to admit it, he always looked at Gu Baozhu with helplessness and concern, and he also paid attention to Gu Baozhu's emotional changes from time to time.

The two are "uncomfortable with each other" and describe their frank appearance. It is not surprising that the old woman thinks they are engaged men and women.

Song Yan was struggling with the word "fiancé" at first, but when the old woman suddenly said the word "father", the alarm bells in her heart wailed secretly.

broken!

It really is a pot that can't be opened without mentioning it!
Sure enough the next moment.

Gu Baozhu was aroused by the old woman's "Daddy".

The things that were originally suppressed in her chest and temporarily forgotten by her, now through the mouth of an outsider, are bloody digging into the truth that she does not want to face.

Gu Baozhu felt uncomfortable, as if a heavy stone was pressing on his chest.

The light from the sky made her eyes hurt, sore and unbearable.

After a while, she suddenly lowered her body and buried her head between her arms.

In the bustling street market, there were bursts of cat-like weeping in Song Yan's ears.

She was originally slender, but now she was trembling slightly, looking very pitiful.

Seeing this painful appearance, the old woman's heart ached, and she wanted to criticize Song Yan again.

Gu Baozhu's throat choked up as the old woman's kind words came from her ear, but she didn't hear Song Yan's response.

After a long while, Gu Baozhu held back his crying, and swallowed the indigestible emotions with tears...

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