Tian's wife is fierce

Chapter 742 Sooner or later it will come (six more)

Chapter 742

"Former General Han," Luo Huanzhi deliberately put his lips next to Yin Jiaoruan's ear and whispered.

Yin Jiaoruan was surprised. She remembered that when the Supreme Emperor died, they were ambushed on the way to the palace, and it was the beggar who fell in front of the carriage that did it.

"he……"

Why was he not executed?

"Sometimes it's easier to die," Luo Huanzhi whispered.

Yin Jiaoruan opened her eyes wide in surprise.

"You forgot, how many soldiers died at that time?" Luo Huanzhi reminded softly.

With so many lives on his back, let him die in peace, that would be too sorry for the soldiers of the Imperial Guard who died!

Yin Jiaoruan's expression froze and she nodded.

"Aren't you afraid that he will run away? After all, he... is still holding on to the title of grandson of the Supreme Emperor," Yin Jiaoruan didn't know why, and whispered to Luo Huanzhi's ear.

Probably infected by Luo Huanzhi's mysterious atmosphere of lowering her voice, she couldn't stop talking in a low voice.

Luo Huanzhi signaled Yin Jiaoruan to take it easy and watch first.

Yin Jiao nodded softly.

"Trash, why haven't you been a fugitive in Han until now!"

A group of people in the clothes of the Praetorian Guard came in a hurry.

The drowsy beggar lying on the road in front of the carriage stood on his head. He guessed that he was being teased, but even so, he didn't want to die, so he got up without hesitation and continued to escape.

The Imperial Guards chased after them for a while, pretending they hadn't caught up with anyone, and left with cursing, while the beggars were followed by the crowd of the Imperial Guards in plain clothes. Escaping from surveillance.

The former General Han cursed angrily in a low voice, shrank to the corner of the street, released a broken bowl with a chip, and continued to beg.

Yin Jiaoruan tilted her head: "He has all four limbs, even if he finds a job, he can support himself, right?"

"No matter where he looks for work, he can't get paid. He is a black household in Shangjing," Luo Huanzhi reminded.

Yin Jiaoruan looked at the former general of Han, who was huddled in the corner, a little crazy. She remembered that in the martial arts competition eleven years ago, the heroic appearance of the opponent was put together with the appearance of the beggar now. Pitiful.

But think about the hundreds of soldiers who died, isn't it just right for the poor man to hate something? !
Not worthy of sympathy.

"You kept him because you wanted to catch someone who claimed to be the daughter of the Supreme Emperor, right?" Yin Jiaoruan was thoughtful.

With a serious face, Luo Huanzhi hugged Yin Jiaoruan into his arms as if rewarding him.

The two were bored in the carriage, and the matter of the former General Han was just an inconspicuous episode on their way back to the palace.

Ten feet away from the gate of the palace, Patriarch Pi was pressed and knelt on the side of the road outside the palace. His legs were numb from kneeling long ago, his lips were chapped and peeled, and he was staggering, but if he dared to fall, No matter which side it fell, it would hit the nail plates around him.

An ordinary carriage stopped at the gate of the palace, and the person in the carriage handed out a small token and entered the palace unobtrusively.

When Luo Xianghuo and Luo Xiangqiao heard that their parents had returned, they both heaved a long sigh of relief.

Luo Xiangqiao even rushed here with tears in his eyes, and threw himself into Yin Jiaoruan's arms: "Mother, being an emperor is too scary! Supervising the country is too scary!"

Yin Jiaoruan cast a helpless glance at Luo Huan, patted Luo Xiangqiao on the back, and reminded: "Tomorrow will be Shigong's first seven."

Luo nodded to Joe and restrained himself.

***
The next day—

Yin Jiaoruan and Luo Huanzhi wore casual clothes, left the palace, and went to the mourning hall outside the palace where old doctor Pi placed them.

No one from Pi's family came to guard the coffin, even if they were not forbidden to come, they did not come, but Old Doctor Pi's mourning hall was not deserted, the twenty doctors trained by Old Doctor Pi all came, kneeling on both sides of the mourning hall, And behind them, the disciples they had accepted all came to kneel to send their master away.

Yin Jiaoruan also bowed ninety degrees to the old doctor and master. Although she was wearing casual clothes, she was wearing the identity of a queen. The reality... prevented her from truly bowing down to the old doctor Pi.

Outside the capital city, in the merit garden behind the merit hall——

Old Doctor Pi's coffin was buried in the ground, Yin Jiaoruan looked up at the sky as if feeling something, her heart seemed to have been hit hard, her eyes went dark, and she fell straight down.

"Jiaojiao!"

Luo Huanzhi didn't understand why he had the feeling that such a situation would come sooner or later, but he still panicked.

(End of this chapter)