The Dark Emperor's Pet Mark: The Arrogant Empress Loves to Play with Fire

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"Four Great Protectors, please invite these irrelevant people out." This is Yan Yu's mourning hall, she didn't want to make noise here, but her words still hurt her heart.

"Please." Xiao, Yan, Shang, and Mei were not ambiguous at all, and stepped forward to let them leave.

Under their cold eyes, even if they didn't want to leave, they didn't dare to stay any longer.

"Miss, take a break, you have been kneeling since you woke up." Mingyue said worriedly. [

Bei Xiaoxiao shook her head, then continued to burn the paper.

"Oh, miss, if you continue like this, your body will not be able to take it anymore." Mingyue sighed, and there was nothing she could do with her.

"The second prince is here." At this moment, a welcome announcement came from outside.

The other princes have already come, and even the emperor sent someone to express his condolences. This second prince came really early, and it is almost the last.

Bei Xiaoxiao knelt there, did not look up at him, his footsteps were very steady, he walked to the front of the coffin after burning incense, she looked up at him, she only saw his back, he peeped into the coffin He made a move, as if he was spying on something.

After a while, I don't know if she was overthinking, she seemed to hear his relieved voice, Yan Yu is his own brother, he died, how could he breathe a sigh of relief, she thought she must I heard wrong.

It seemed that after confirming something, the second prince turned around and left without staying here any longer. Looking at his leaving back, a strange feeling rose from the bottom of her heart, but she quickly ignored it. passed.

Yan Yu's coffin was scheduled to be buried in seven days, and Bei Xiaoxiao stood beside the coffin, no matter how much they tried to persuade her, she refused to leave.

One one one one one one one one one one one

At night, everything is quiet, the mourning hall in space, the white curtains are constantly fluttering with the night wind, the candlelight is flickering, there are many black shadows, the indescribable silence and strangeness.

Bei Xiaoxiao was the only one left in the mourning hall, and she sent everyone else away. She sat on the ground next to the coffin.

The tears have been shed, and the sadness that fills my heart has also calmed down.

She stretched out her pale catkins, and slowly stroked the edge of the coffin, her haggard face was reflected on the golden coffin, and a bleak smile appeared on the corner of my mouth: "Yan Yu, did you know yourself a long time ago?" It will be like this, right? That's why you said such exaggerated things to me that night."