The poisonous girl becomes a phoenix

Chapter 847 Seventh brother, stay safe (finale one)

The news that the commander of the Imperial Forest Army and the Minister of the Ministry of Justice returned to the palace with the charred corpse of the Seventh Prince shocked the ruling and opposition parties.

The emperor would call all the imperial physicians together to carefully examine which of the two corpses belonged to Qi Yan.

The two corpses were about the same height, and they were all coke. Many imperial physicians looked there for a long time but couldn't tell which one was. They could only helplessly shook their heads and stood aside. No one dared to look at the emperor's face. .

Physician Sun waited for all the imperial physicians to retreat, and then he went up. He wore a pair of white gloves on his hands, touched and looked around the two corpses, and after a while, he got up and said to the emperor : "Your Majesty, the corpse on the left belongs to His Highness the Seventh Prince."

"Oh? How did Imperial Physician Sun know?" Hearing this, the emperor asked in surprise.

Imperial Physician Sun said lightly: "My Majesty, from the present point of view, the stature of these two charred corpses is suitable for the Seventh Prince, but there must be one corpse among them. As we all know, His Highness the Seventh Prince was seriously injured half a year ago. Four ribs were broken, and there were large and small scars all over his body. At that time, the old minister healed him."

Doctor Sun's voice slowly sounded in the hall, but no one interrupted him, everyone was listening attentively.

"After half a year of recuperation, His Royal Highness Seventh Prince's injuries are almost healed, but broken ribs are not easy to recover from. In the corpse on the left, the four ribs on the chest have broken marks. It hasn't fully grown yet, and besides, the Seventh Prince was injured at the back of his neck at the palace banquet, the old minister has just seen it, and there is also a shallow mark on the back of the neck bone of this corpse." Doctor Sun said, While stretching out his hand to gesture on the charred corpse on the left, when he finished speaking, the hall was completely silent.

After a long time, the emperor sitting at the top sighed and said: "Physician Sun is indeed the most skilled doctor in the imperial hospital, that's enough, you step down!"

"Yes! Your Majesty!" Imperial Physician Sun bent down and stepped back, standing among the group of imperial physicians at the gate of the hall.

"Come here, carry down the corpse on the right so that it can be buried!" the emperor said slowly.

Soon, two guards came in from outside the hall and carried down the corpse that was excluded by Sun Taiyi.

Then the emperor slowly got up from the throne, walked to the only corpse left in the hall, and looked at it carefully for a long, long time.

The ministers below were silent.

Only Prime Minister Yan, standing among the officials, occasionally raised the corner of his eyes to glance at the charred corpse in the hall, always feeling a little puzzled.

Did Qi Yan really die like this?Why is he so unbelievable?

That person was as cunning as a fox, and cruel and ruthless. He was imprisoned for two years after his title of prince was abolished, but he still didn't die. How could he die at this time?He wouldn't believe that Prime Minister Yan was killed!

But how to explain this situation?After the autopsy, Doctor Sun spoke clearly and logically, and he had no ability to refute him, saying that the corpse did not belong to Qi Yan...

Prime Minister Yan stood there frowning, but soon, he dismissed the idea.Regardless of whether Qi Yan is dead or not, as long as the emperor confirms that he is dead, then there will be no such person as the Seventh Prince Qi Yan in this world. What is he worried about?
Thinking of this, Prime Minister Yan's heart cheered up, no matter what, no one hit his grandson's attention anymore!
The emperor stood next to the charred corpse for a long time, then looked away, turned and went to the inner hall.

All the ministers looked at me and I looked at you, they all looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what the emperor was going to do.

On the second day, the emperor issued an imperial decree to posthumously designate the seventh prince as a virtuous king, and to be buried in Nanling with the rites of a prince.

Originally, the emperor wanted to take away Qi Yan's title of prince and demote him to a commoner, but his death has actually fulfilled his own reputation.Although all the ministers felt unwilling, who would want to have the reputation of arguing with the dead?Most people think that since Qi Yan is dead, let nature take its course, there is no need to displease the emperor for a dead person.

Within two days, Qi Yan was buried in a grand manner. Due to his character, there were very few people in the capital who dressed him in mourning.

Soon, the season of fragrant osmanthus came again this year. Su Xiyun was sitting in the courtyard of Jinrong Hall sewing small clothes, while little Axuan was running around the courtyard holding a small doll that his mother had sewn for him, from time to time. There was a crisp laugh, which caused Su Xiyun, who was doing work, to look up at him frequently.

When Qi Ye walked in from the outside, what he saw was the happy scene of mother and child in front of him. He stood at the door, watching all this without blinking. He didn't take a step until Su Xiyun noticed it. past.

"Why didn't you talk when you came back?" Su Xiyun put the small clothes in her hands on the stone table beside her, and looked up at Qi Ye who was walking over with a smile.

"I want to see you mother and son more." Qi Ye said with a slight smile.

After hearing this, Su Xiyun's expression changed slightly, and she said, "Are you going on a long trip again?"

Before Su Xiyun and Qi Ye got married, Qi Ye was always assigned by the emperor to other places to perform official duties. After the two got married, Qi Ye took a half-year vacation. Until recently, the official duties became more complicated, and he was often very busy. She didn't go to bed until late, and at this time, Su Xiyun had already coaxed little Ah Xuan to fall asleep.As a couple, there are very few opportunities to communicate.

But this didn't affect the tacit understanding between the two at all. No, Qi Ye just said a word, and Su Xiyun was keenly aware of the meaning of Ruo Ruo's words.

"Daddy!" Little Asuan was able to utter these two words completely. As soon as he saw Qi Ye approaching, he immediately ran over from not far away and threw himself into his father's arms.

Qi Ye smiled and caught his son.Turning his head to look at Su Xiyun, he said in a low voice, "You can't hide anything from you." As he spoke, he reached out and touched his son's hairy little head.

"Where are you going this time?" Su Xiyun asked,

Qi Ye glanced at her, did not answer this question, but suddenly said: "Xiyun, the seventh brother was buried in Nanling half a month ago, but do you believe that he is really dead?"

"I don't believe it." Su Xiyun immediately shook her head: "Anyone can commit suicide, but a person like Qi Yan who would rather let me down the world than let the world down on me is absolutely impossible to die so easily, let alone that day... The death of a guard is not a capital crime for him at all, why would he light a fire and burn himself? This is what I have never figured out."

"Prime Minister Yan had produced a secret letter before, proving that Qi Yan was actually in collusion with Bian Muguo, but because of Qi Yan's sudden death, this matter was left alone. Now, I just want to Go out of Beijing to deal with this matter." Qi Ye said slowly.

After hearing this, Su Xiyun still didn't understand. Seeing her puzzled look, Qi Ye smiled slightly and said, "Xiyun, if Qi Yan is not dead, what should he be doing at this moment?"

"He should be running away!" Su Xiyun blurted out immediately, she thought for a while and said: "Since he has colluded with Bian Mu, then he should be fleeing to Bian Mu!"

"Smart!" Qi Ye smiled slightly, and said, "This time, I went to the border with my elder brother and intercepted Qi Yan on the way!" He paused and said, "Isn't he already dead?" Is it? Then really be a dead person!"

"Is this dangerous?" Su Xiyun asked with some concern.

Qi Ye immediately shook his head, stretched out his hand to stroke Su Xiyun's forehead, and said softly, "Don't worry, as I am, nothing will happen."

……

Three days later, in a small town leading to the border, the moon and stars were sparse.

In a simple private house, the voices of several people could be heard faintly.

"Boss, we've been away from the capital for so long. Do we still have to hide? It's really tiring to be like a mouse all day long. How about we start tomorrow? Shall we change our course?"

Immediately, someone retorted in a rough voice: "It's only been a few days since you left the capital? You haven't left the scope of Daqi's capital yet! When you get to the border, no one will object to what you want to do, but our master can only do it by feigning death. To save a life, be careful!"

"Hmph! Our master is so powerful, why would he be afraid of a few lackeys of the imperial court? Even the old emperor thought he was dead. Is it necessary for us to hide like this? Let me tell you, we changed our costumes and pretended to be ostentatious. Merchants, take the convoy to the border, keep it safe and no one will suspect it!"

"Then we are a caravan that popped up out of nowhere, isn't that even more suspicious?" The person who spoke earlier retorted immediately.

No matter what they talked about, there was always a person sitting there with a blank face in the room, and he never said a word. Looking at that person, he seemed to be about 50 to [-] years old, with a thin body and long knuckles. He sat there, The eyes are always lowered, but occasionally looking up at people, the eyes make people panic.

The discussion among the people became more and more intense, and at the end of the day, the man spoke slowly: "Since you want to become a caravan tomorrow, I agree."

There was a sudden silence in the room, so quiet that one could hear a needle drop on the ground.

After a while, the room immediately exploded, and some people raised their arms and shouted: "Great! Tomorrow, I can ride a carriage, stay in a hotel, eat big pieces of meat, and drink in big bowls!"

However, there were also people who walked up to the middle-aged man who had just spoken with a sad face and tried to persuade him: "Master, we are fleeing. What should we do if we are so high-profile and attract suspicion? Don't look at the calm in the capital now, but in the end Whether there is any danger waiting ahead, who knows!"

The middle-aged man raised his head slowly, his cold and emotionless eyes only glanced at the person who spoke, and the person shrank back in fright, never daring to go forward again.

"Who said we are fugitives? If you want to define yourself as a death row prisoner in that prison, if you just want to live in the dark, then you can go by yourself! You are not welcome in our team!"

After the middle-aged man said these words, the man finally couldn't take it anymore, he looked at his master with grievances and said: "Master! I didn't mean that! Please don't drive me away! The little one must be safe Escort you to the Border Shepherd!"

"Then shut up."

"Yes! Master!" the man said happily.

Early in the morning of the second day, this team of 30 people formed a convoy and headed towards the border very slowly when the sun rose at the dawn of dawn. Each of them was expressionless. This kind of cheering sounds like a dream.

For a day, nothing happened.

Everyone in the convoy was relieved. This night, they rested in a place called Liu Town. The only two-story inn in the town was reserved by them. Good wine and meat flowed from one place The back kitchen of the second floor flows to the inn on the second floor through a series of hands.

Immediately, the usually quiet second floor suddenly became lively, with the sounds of drinking, chewing, and punching.

Worker poked his head out of the stairs to take a look, and saw that the dishes that had just been cooked were almost eaten to the bottom of the plate, and he was shocked immediately!

My dear!These people are too edible, right?

The guy was wondering, but suddenly he felt a gust of wind blowing towards his face. As soon as he looked up, he saw a dagger flying towards his front door from among the drinking people!
In an instant, the guy felt that the blood in his body was frozen. He stood there, so stupid that he didn't know how to dodge!
But at this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind him, and it caught the dagger.

The clerk turned around trembling, only to see a young man in a white robe standing behind him. The man had a picturesque face. The clerk had never seen such a romantic figure in his entire life. Tremblingly, he said, "You, are you a god?"

The man was Qi Ye. He didn't answer the buddy's words. Instead, he held the dagger in his hand and walked up the stairs slowly, step by step.

At this moment, the sound of eating and drinking in that building had already stopped, and when everyone saw Qi Ye, their pupils shrank fiercely!
Qi Ye got up and hugged without stopping, walked straight to the second table on the left, stopped in front of the bearded man, and then sat down shortly opposite him.

With a sound of "Shua!", except for the man in front of Qi Ye who remained motionless, all the big men upstairs stood up and drew out their gleaming swords.

Qi Ye didn't pay any attention to this, he just looked at the middle-aged man sitting in front of him with a smile in his eyes, and said slowly: "Seventh brother, are you okay?"

The sound of 'seventh brother' seemed to startle the middle-aged man. He put down the wine glass in his hand, and asked with some panic in his eyes: "Little brother, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?" The voice was hoarse and unpleasant, far from Qi Yan's crisp voice.

Qi Ye's gaze had been fixed on the man's face the whole time. After hearing this, he just smiled slightly and said, "Seventh brother, why do you think I'm here?"

"How do I know why you are here? Sorry, I don't know you!" The middle-aged man said, stood up suddenly, turned around and wanted to go downstairs, but Qi Ye was faster than him , the moment he got up, Qi Ye had already shot quickly, and tore off the large beard on the middle-aged man's chin in one fell swoop!

Immediately, a piece of white skin like jade porcelain appeared on the dark face of the man, which was quite eye-catching.

"Do you still dare to admit that you are not? Seventh brother, do you think your third brother and I are the kind of people who will do boring things?" Qi Ye smiled slightly and said, "Tell all the soldiers and generals around you to retreat. ! So as not to hurt the innocent."

These words were too contemptuous, and the expressions of anger suddenly appeared on the faces of those burly men around!But no master spoke, and none of them moved. They just looked at Qi Ye with sharp eyes. If eyes could kill, Qi Ye would have been killed by these sharp eyes.

But after hearing Qi Ye's words, the middle-aged man still just stood there as firmly as Mount Tai, and said lightly: "I'm not the seventh brother you said, you misidentified the person." After speaking, he wanted to go downstairs and leave.

Qi Ye didn't stop him, but said lightly: "Do you think I will come to this place where no shit is done by myself? Or, do you think you can leave after going downstairs?"

The middle-aged man stopped suddenly.

A smile appeared on the corner of Qi Ye's mouth involuntarily, but at this moment, the middle-aged man said slowly, "Who the hell are you?"

This look is innocent and angry, and it fully expresses a person's performance after being disturbed by a stranger.Even Qi Ye had to give a compliment.If he hadn't followed this group of people for a long time in advance, he wouldn't be sure that the person in front of him was Qi Yan.

This person can really pretend!
Qi Ye sighed slightly in his heart, but there was a sneer on his face, he said slowly: "You don't know, a few days ago, the bones of Miss Yan's family were planed up. Yes, I don’t know who did it, alas!”

The expression on the middle-aged man's face finally showed a crack.

"Don't you just want to get the only flesh and blood that Miss Yan's family left in this world and put it next to you? If it wasn't for this, you wouldn't have escaped by feigning death." Qi Yan said slowly: "But, Qi Yan, you can fool others, but you can't fool me."

"Who on earth dug up her grave?" The middle-aged man suddenly changed his tone and asked such a sentence abruptly.

Qi Ye has heard this voice countless times, who is it not Qi Yan?
A smile finally appeared on his face: "Qi Yan, the young lady of the Yan family is indeed a demon in your life! You were crippled and feigned death once because of her, and now, you really can't hold your breath anymore."

"I ask you who dug up her grave!" Qi Yan interrupted Qi Ye loudly.

Qi Ye glanced at him, and said rather strangely: "Then I'm surprised, you found seven guards to rape Miss Yan, and even cut off her arm cruelly, why are you pretending to be affectionate here at this moment? Is that so? Will you be able to atone for your sins?"

"I'm asking you who dug up her grave!" Qi Yan shouted hysterically, and the stable appearance just now was swept away.

"No one digs her grave, no one is as perverted as you." Qi Ye said slowly, "I lied to you."

(End of this chapter)