Traitor

Chapter 249 The Terrible Curse
When Zhao Wuyou woke up, his first reaction was to call his name, but looking around, there was no sign of him.My heart is slightly cold, could it be that I was drunk last night, that's why I have those illusions?
When Suxi came in with a washbasin, Zhao Wuyou was still sitting there in a daze, with a slightly sluggish expression.

"My lord?" Suxi put down the washbasin, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Wuyou closed his eyes, and there was a trace of coolness on his plain face.Suddenly, her eyes caught a glimpse of the white jade bone flute on the bedside, and the haze between her brows disappeared instantly.Throwing off the quilt and getting out of bed with bare feet, Zhao Wuyou was a little at a loss.

The corners of her lips raised, and the streamer in her eyes made even Su Xi stunned for a while when she saw it.

"Master?" Su Xi frowned.

Zhao Wuyou was ecstatic, "Is he back? Is he really back?"

"Young Master, didn't you see yesterday?" Su Xi was puzzled.

"No, I thought it was a dream, but I didn't expect it to be real. He really came back, just come back!" Realizing that he had lost his composure, Zhao Wuyou sat back in embarrassment, but couldn't hide the smile on his lips .

Suxi smiled, "Master, I was so surprised. Those who didn't know thought what was wrong? Master Qiantose has come back, but yesterday, Master was asleep and no one dared to disturb you. Master Qiantose said, Seeing is believing this news, so I have to come here in person, because of my inferior rank, it is inconvenient to say more. Now that the young master's heart disease is cured, then this body can gradually get better too!"

Zhao Wuyou held the bone flute in his hand, "Is he all right?"

"I heard from Lu Guoan that Lord Qiansui didn't even know about it just in case, so these days, Lord Qiansui has been acting alone." Suxi pursed her lips, "It is also a helpless move for Lord Qiansui to do this. After all, at that time in Huanglan, someone was hiding in the dark, for the sake of your son's safety, Lord Qiantui had to guard against it."

Zhao Wuyou narrowed his eyes, "I don't blame him. I have been in the court for many years, and I know those tricks better than anyone else. My status and his status are somewhat involuntary. Don't I know myself? I feel the same, so As for the fact that I gave up on Dongchang, he should also be very clear why I did it. The words Mingzhe protects oneself are a kind of coldness and indifference, but why is it not an act of helplessness?"

Su Xi nodded, and cleaned up for Zhao Wuyou.

Looking at the pale face in the mirror, Zhao Wuyou sighed softly, "Is he disappointed to see me like this?"

"It's because I love you more than anything else." Suxi put the jade crown on her, "In the heart of Lord Qiantui, the young master will always be the original."

Zhao Wuyou smiled, "It seems to be much warmer today."

Su Xi smiled, looking at the smiling face in the mirror, she gradually let go of a big stone in her heart.It's just that she didn't dare to tell the young master that when Lord Chitose came yesterday, his complexion was not very good.Wen Gu said that it seemed that there was a hidden illness, but Mu Baili didn't speak, and no one dared to ask more questions.

Because of the success of the peace negotiation, the whole country in the current Daye Dynasty is celebrating the coming of the prosperous world of peace.Singing the praises of the king's kindness, who still remembers the incident of Huangsha.Some people are happy and some are hurt, and the smiles can't hide the tears.

There are so many people in the mission, but Jian Yan is the only one who is shrouded in horse leather, so he is also a hero to the court.Therefore, the emperor bestowed Jian Yan with the title of Uncle Zhongyong of the third rank, which can be regarded as the loyalty of the Jian family.What should be happy is to be happy, and the whole country will not cry because of Jian Yan's death.

The sad one is just Xiaojia.

Everyone in the world is laughing.

Zhao Wuyou has already reached the first rank, and there is no need to continue to rise; and Mu Baili is now nine thousand years old, and after this trip to the desert, he still has a lot of military power in his hands.

The current Dongchang is already unshakable, and it is the day when it will become powerful.

The emperor couldn't figure out how to reward these two people.

Fortunately, Zhao Wuyou's health is not good, and Mu Baili is a eunuch, so they don't need many things.No matter how noble Zhao Wuyou's status was, he was just a sick child, and he might die of illness within a few years.And even though Mu Baili is powerful, he is just a rootless eunuch. To the emperor, these two people will not pose a threat for the time being.

It's just that Jian Yan's death more or less made the emperor feel unhappy, especially when he heard the princess crying back to the palace, and now she is pregnant again, the orphan and widow in the future...

But things are already like this, so what else?

Humans are not gods, and they cannot bring the dead back to life. When they die, they are dead, and the living must continue to live.

Outsiders all know that Jian Yan is Zhao Wuyou's friend, so Zhao Wuyou can't be so cold and heartless.Now that Jian Yan has gone, she naturally has to go to Jian's family to help with the funeral.The emperor's reward came to the Shangshu Mansion, but no one accepted it.

Xiao Dezi frowned, "Master Zhao, where did you go?"

Xi Mo saluted, and smiled a little reluctantly, "Eunuch De doesn't know that our son and Uncle Zhongyong are life-and-death friends, and have grown up together since childhood. Uncle Zhongyong is buried with a golden crown and jade, and our son cannot be idle , I have to go there...Young master can't stand by and watch the matter of Jian's family. "

Xi Mo sighed softly, and knelt down on the ground, "The slave will make up for the father-in-law on behalf of the master, and let the father-in-law go here for nothing."

"These two people have a very deep bond, and it is understandable that Mr. Zhao is like this." Xiao Dezi flicked the dust, "Come on, put the things down, and the miscellaneous family will return to the palace. The emperor is a pilgrim, and he can understand Zhao if he thinks about it." My lord's thoughts. Those who are dead are full of love, but it is not easy for these people to live. Those who are alive have to take care of the rest of their lives for the dead."

"What the father-in-law said is very true!" Xi Mo bowed his head.

"That's all!" Xiao Dezi turned around, and the servants hurriedly sent all the rewards to the Shangshu Mansion.

At this moment, Zhao Wuyou has led Mu Yao into Jian's house. As the princess, Mu Yao is also a woman, so she can comfort the princess well.After all, women are easy to talk to, so Zhao Wuyou went to Jian Weizhong.

Zhao Wuyou is the official book of the Ministry of Rites, and Jian Yan was posthumously granted the title of Uncle Zhongyong. This process has to go through the hands of the Li Supervisor and Zhao Wuyou.

Jian Weizhong seems to have aged a lot all of a sudden, sending a white-haired person to a black-haired person is the most unbearable pain in a person's life.Most parents only give to their children without asking for anything in return, so in this unequal equation, it hurts more when they are injured.

"Everything is under the arrangement of Mr. Zhao!" Jian Weizhong leaned over and bowed, "Thank you, Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Wuyou hastily helped him up, "It was Wuyou who got Jian Yan into trouble, and I was ashamed of Mrs. Jian. I grew up with Jian Yan, who would have thought that this would be the result. However, the matter is a foregone conclusion, and I am ashamed of Mrs. Jian. I hope Master Jane can take good care of herself."

Jian Weizhong's eyes turned red and nodded, Zhao Wuyou said, "Your Majesty bestows a golden crown and jade burial, I have discussed this matter with all your lords, although I am a third-class loyal uncle, I will ask the emperor to treat you like a first-class duke Set up."

Hearing this, Jian Weizhong was taken aback.

"I will deal with it properly, and I hope Master Jian can rest assured." Zhao Wuyou choked up.

One advantage of being a man is that you don't have to cry at any time.Even if there are no tears when you are sad, others will not say that you are cold and heartless.

Who told the old man to say: Men don't cry easily?

Jian Weizhong nodded, "Thank you, Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Wuyou pursed his lips and said nothing, and glanced at the white lanterns in the yard that were swaying from side to side in the wind, feeling a little inexplicably uneasy in his heart.Following Jian Weizhong to discuss Jian Yan's funeral, when he walked out of the courtyard, he happened to see Mu Yao sitting in the garden with Xiao Rouyu.

Xiao Rouyu's complexion is very bad, but fortunately, her mental state is no longer as crazy as it was yesterday.She was no longer hysterical, sitting there like a marionette, with a dull and numb expression.A pair of eyes, fixed on the pear blossom jade pendant in his hand.

The pupils shrank suddenly, and the heart blunted, the jade pendant...

Seeing Zhao Wuyou, Mu Yao stood up and saluted, Jian Weizhong hurriedly returned the salute.

After all, Mu Yao is the honor of the princess, and she is always superior to others.

Xiao Rouyu raised her head slowly, staring coldly at Zhao Wuyou in front of her.Zhao Wuyou leaned over and bowed, "Princess."

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Rouyu stood up, squeezed the jade pendant tightly in her hand, and walked up to Zhao Wuyou step by step.She just stared at Zhao Wuyou, and there was no one else in her eyes.

"Can I have a few words with Mr. Zhao alone?" Xiao Rouyu said with a hoarse voice.

Zhao Wuyou closed his eyes, and glanced back at Jian Weizhong.

Jian Weizhong understood, and Mu Yao also knew to retreat, so everyone dispersed, leaving Xiao Rouyu and Zhao Wuyou staring at each other.At this time, no one dared to make the princess unhappy. After all, she was pregnant. If there were any mistakes, the Jane family would really be wiped out.

"Sit down!" Xiao Rouyu sat back, "I have something to ask Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Wuyou leaned over and bowed, and sat down as promised, "I don't know what the princess wants to ask?" For some reason, seeing Xiao Rouyu playing with the pear blossom jade pendant in her hand, Zhao Wuyou felt as if she was sitting on pins and needles, and a faint worry floated in her heart.

"Did my husband say anything before he died?" Xiao Rouyu asked.

Zhao Wuyou shook his head, "It happened so suddenly, there was no time to say anything."

Xiao Rouyu smiled wryly, "Really?" She seemed not to believe it, and it seemed that the answer was within her expectation, "Is it true that I never left a single word to me, or is it inconvenient for Mr. Zhao to convey those words to me? , the person who misses me the most should not be me."

Speaking of this, her tears suddenly fell, dripping on the pear blossom jade pendant, "Do you know how the child in my womb came about?"

"What do you mean by the princess?" Zhao Wuyou took a deep breath and tried his best to keep calm.

"When we first got married, he ignored me and said nothing to me, like air. Then one day, I lied that I had troubled Mr. Zhao and angered him. He knew I was lying, He was very angry, and he fulfilled me in a fit of anger." Xiao Rouyu's face was full of tears, "From then on, I knew that he couldn't live with others anymore in his heart."

Zhao Wuyou looked away, and let out a long breath, "Princess, don't worry too much. Jian Yan and I are just friends, and we have absolutely no other thoughts."

"Master Zhao didn't have other thoughts, it doesn't mean Mr. Zhao doesn't have it." She slowly raised the jade pendant in her hand, "Does Mr. Zhao recognize this thing? Mr. Zhao always carried it with him earlier, but someone saw it later, Mr. Zhao also has it." piece."

Zhao Wuyou's face was pale, and he looked at Xiao Rouyu indifferently in front of him.

Some people look weak, but they are not really weak, just like this Xiao Rouyu.After all, it came out of the palace. Many times, this kind of thought is not comparable to that of ordinary women.

"What exactly does the princess want to say?" Zhao Wuyou's face was pale, and there was a little weariness in his words.Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Zhao Wuyou's health was not in good shape, and he couldn't pretend to be in such a weak state.

Xiao Rouyu cried after laughing, and laughed again after crying, "What do you want to say? Mr. Zhao is so smart, why do you need to ask knowingly, why do you need to ask me, what do you want to say? Zhao Wuyou, you and your husband are unclear, he The brotherhood towards you is no longer an ordinary one, do you think I am blind? I have feelings, I have feelings, do you know the feeling of not being able to love?"

Zhao Wuyou rubbed his brows, "Jian Yan is always your husband, why can't you love him. There is a pure brotherhood between me and him, there is nothing else. The princess is in a bad mood, so Wuyou will Will not be disturbing."

After finishing speaking, she sighed softly and got up to leave.

Before he took two steps, Xiao Rouyu's uncontrollable cry came from behind, "Even if you don't admit it, even if you deny it, so what? He always only has you in his heart, whether it's brotherhood or other affection. Everyone dies." Now, you can promise to go with the wind, but I can't. I am pregnant with his child, but I still can't become the woman he loves, Zhao Wuyou, it's all because of you!"

"If it wasn't for you, he wouldn't have followed to Huanglan. If it weren't for you, why would he have died in Huanglan to save you? If it weren't for you, how could he have left his father and wife at home and gone to another country regardless .”

"He followed you, why didn't he come back when you came back? Why didn't you die? Why are you still alive? Zhao Wuyou, you owe us mother and son all your life. "

"I curse you not to die well. You will not be able to love in this life. You will experience all the suffering in the world. Resentment and hatred will meet, love will part, and you will not end well."

Suddenly, thunder exploded in the clear sky, causing Zhao Wuyou's body to tremble in shock.The five fingers in the sleeves were quickly curled up, and the nails were deeply embedded in the flesh of the palm.Pain can make people's minds clearer, and they will not be easily restrained by emotions.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Wuyou quietly turned to look at her.

Xiao Rouyu sat down on the ground, tightly holding the pear blossom jade pendant in her palm.That was once Jian Yan's gift to Zhao Wuyou, and it was Zhao Wuyou's evidence that Jian Yan had a connection with Wuji Palace.Later, she still relented and returned all the things to Jian Yan.

Unexpectedly, Jian Yan transferred it to Xiao Rouyu, so that now it has become Xiao Rouyu's heartbroken thought.

"I'm just saying this for the last time, whether the princess believes it or not, there is no personal relationship between Jian Yan and me. What kind of relationship can two men have, it's just brotherhood!" Zhao Wuyou sighed softly, "Princess's advice, Wuyou will keep it in his heart, and he will never get close to any man easily in the future." After the voice fell, Zhao Wuyou walked away without looking back.She can turn a deaf ear to the crying and crying behind her, since she is not someone she cares about anyway, what does this life and death have to do with her?

It was Jian Yan who was sorry for the princess, not Zhao Wuyou.

"What did the princess tell you?" Mu Yao was puzzled.

Zhao Wuyou's face was slightly pale, and his expression was not very good, "I didn't say anything, I just blamed me for not bringing Jian Yan back safely."

Mu Yao curled her lips, "But how can manpower do this kind of thing? No one can predict this sudden incident, and who would have thought that Jian Yan would die in the wild. You can get everything done, It's not easy to lead the mission back safely, so why bother to push this on you."

"Besides, Jian Yan invited himself to go, and you didn't insist on taking it with him. You can't be blamed for this matter. It's understandable for the princess to be sad, but this resentment really shouldn't come out. It's on you. Even if it's on the emperor's side, she doesn't care."

Huo Huo took over the conversation, "She was the one who looked up to her husband Jackie Chan back then, but now she still blames my uncle. This princess is really unreasonable."

"Okay!" Zhao Wuyou reprimanded softly, "She is pregnant, so she will inevitably be emotional now." She didn't want to be too demanding on Jian Yan's matter, "You go back to the Shangshu Mansion first, I will go For the six yamen, Jian Yan's affairs still need to be handled carefully, after all, the emperor will also watch over him, and there is no room for any mistakes."

"Yes!" Mu Yao nodded, "Then I'll go back to Prince Qi You's Mansion."

Zhao Wuyou paused, then nodded, "Be more careful."

"It's okay!" Mu Yao turned and left.

"By the way, your righteous brother is still locked up there?" Zhao Wuyou frowned, "You can really rest assured that you won't be afraid..."

"Brother Yi doesn't want to leave, and I have nothing to do." Mu Yao sighed softly, "He is so smart that nothing will happen to him, so I don't worry about it. You... why did you suddenly ask this?"

Zhao Wuyou shook his head, "It's nothing, I just asked casually! You go, and when Jian Yan's business is done, I'll talk to you."

Mu Yao smiled like a flower, "Okay."

The Ministry of Rites still has to deal with Jian Yan's affairs according to its discretion. Firstly, Jian Yan is a son-in-law, and secondly, he died for the country. Furthermore, the Jian family is also a family of officials, and Jian Yan is a single biography...

All in all, Jian Yan's matter cannot be too simple.

Zhao Wuyou felt a headache, so he ordered his subordinates to make arrangements according to their status as first-class dukes, and for the rest, he just had to say hello to the chief of ceremonies, and the matter would be completely settled.

But on the other side of the supervisor of ceremonies, who dares to go easily?
"I'll go to the Supervisor of Ceremonies by myself, and prepare the rest, don't disgrace the royal family, or hurt the emperor's heart." Zhao Wuyou left with a word, and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Mu Baili, who holds several positions, is the chief inspector of ceremonies, the admiral of the East Factory, and he will also be nine thousand years old.Zhao Wuyou came to the door on business, so he had to go to Dongchang instead of Qiantui Mansion, so as not to be admitted.

Hearing that Zhao Wuyou was outside, Mu Baili handed the empty medicine bowl in his hand to Shen Yan, "Don't reveal anything about this matter."

Shen Yan clenched the empty bowl in his hand, nodded and backed away.

"Then, go and invite Master Zhao to come in." Lu Guoan bowed his head.

Mu Baili took a deep breath, got up and walked out, "Bring her to the bedroom to find me."

"Yes!" Lu Guoan hurried away.

As soon as Zhao Wuyou heard that it was a bedroom, Zhao Wuyou remembered what happened when he first came to Dongchang and entered his room, and then there was another time...his face blushed slightly, but he still had to put on that look. A look of disdain.

Suxi and Lu Guoan guarded outside, while Zhao Wuyou opened the door and entered.

Coughing twice, his eyes glanced lazily around.The rooms are exactly the same, and it is impossible to tell at a glance which room is his hiding place.

Standing there, she felt that her body was very cold, and immediately wrapped her shawl tightly, "If you don't come out again, I will go back."

The door creaked open.

"Leaving in such a hurry, is it because you are thinking about the female family members at home, and want to go back earlier?" The sour voice, if it wasn't that shameless dead eunuch, who was it?

Zhao Wuyou walked into the house unhurriedly, but it was not the extremely luxurious one, but the simple and simple one at the beginning.Flicking around with slightly ill eyes, Zhao Wuyou couldn't help laughing, "Why, the [-]-year-old man of the great Ye Dynasty is also down and out now? He can't live in the prosperity and splendor, so he has to stay here to welcome guests, so don't be afraid Being laughed at."

"That's because Mr. Zhao likes it." He chuckled twice, "Come sit beside me."

She smiled and walked over as she said, but was quickly embraced by him and sat on his lap.Xu felt cold, so she shrank into his arms again, and put her icy cold hands into his waist as usual.

His body suddenly felt cold, and he hugged her tightly, "Why is this hand so cold? Is it cold outside?"

"Since it's hot summer, do you feel cold?" She asked with a smile, "It's just that with me, you have to get used to the severe cold in winter and never get warm."

"If you are not warm, you should be warm." He kissed her thin lips, greedily sniffing the elegant fragrance of her body, "Acacia, I miss you."

She was startled, and Ruyu's arms wrapped tightly around his neck, "Then do you know how I would live like years when you were not around? Mu Baili, you are the one who is cruel and merciless, and I will never be as good as you."

He smiled and hugged the woman in his arms tightly, "Now that you know how powerful your husband is, do you still dare to leave?"

With a slight frown, she froze there, but suddenly thought of Xiao Rouyu's words.Resentment and hatred meet, love parting... This life will not end well.Taking a deep breath, she finally didn't say much.

How many people need to pay for the happiness of two people in exchange for it?

"When I woke up in the morning, I thought last night was just a dream. Only when I held the bone flute tightly, did I know that you really came. Mu Baili, do you know how happy I was at that time? Wen Gu said, Tilan People have a special meaning to bone products, so am I your rib?" She whispered.

He frowned, "Ribs?"

She straightened up, held that thick and colorful face, and looked at it carefully, "There is a fairy tale that said that heaven created things, and God created man. But there is only one man in the world, and it is really too lonely. God uses A woman was created from a man's rib to promote the reproduction of human beings, and only then will there be generations of descendants."

"Don't you Tilan people believe in the existence of God? Then don't you also believe that everyone who comes to this world to make love is to find their own ribs?"

He suddenly laughed out loud, "When will Mr. Zhao believe in these ghosts and gods?"

"I didn't believe it at the time, but I believed everything after I met you." She smiled very gently, "Mu Baili, what do you think you provoked me for no reason? You turned your hard-hearted heart into tender fingers for no reason, Isn't this hurting me?"

"Who made you my rib?" He put her down, took her hand and walked slowly to the window.

Pushing open the rear window, Qiu Haitang was still quietly recharging her energy.Xia Haitang thanked all over the floor, at first glance it looked like a flowered blanket, it was really pretty.

Tightening his waist, he stood at her and stretched out his hand, gently encircling her slender waist, and resting his chin casually on her shoulder, "How is it compared to your pear garden? Can it still catch your eyes?"

"Then do you know what this crabapple flower represents?" Her eyes were slightly red.

"What does it represent?" He didn't quite understand, all he knew was that the crabapple was bred in the palace, and ordinary people couldn't see it at all.If it were the other woman, seeing such a scene, she would have screamed with joy, but she was not as happy as she imagined.

Zhao Wuyou turned around and stood face to face with him. He still put his arms around her waist, waiting for her answer with great interest.

"Begonia has been heartbroken, and love has many twists and turns. Love is hard to fulfill, and it has been years since we parted." She narrowed her eyes, "Begonia is also known as Heartbroken Red, Acacia Red, and it is finally the flower of heartbroken."

Mu Baili froze there, staring at Zhao Wuyou in front of him.

"Actually, it has nothing to do with flowers. As long as the two have enough courage and perseverance and never let go of each other's hands, that's enough." She smiled helplessly, "Why, are you still serious?"

"Send them all to the palace tomorrow!" He hugged her tightly, wishing he could crush her into pieces in his arms, "I wish I never experienced the pain of heartbreak in this life, and no longer suffer from the pain of bitter love."

"Okay!" she whispered.

If there were not so many cumbersome things, it would be great for the two of them to stay together quietly and stay together quietly!It's a pity that God has the least eyes.

"I'm here today to negotiate with the Supervisor of Rituals about Jian Yan's death. The emperor granted a golden crown and jade burial, so I will report to the emperor and ask for an order to deal with Jian Yan's funeral as a first-class duke. The emperor has already agreed, as long as Make proper contact with the supervisor of ceremonies, and it will be considered." She looked up at him.

Seeing her lips opening and closing, he couldn't help but want to kiss her.

In fact, he did the same.

Lips and teeth kissed each other, and the hot blood rushing to his forehead couldn't be suppressed no matter what, if he wasn't worried about her body, he would have torn her to pieces long ago.He hugged tightly and kissed so earnestly.

In her blurred vision, she couldn't see his face clearly, but could only feel the scorching heat from him.The almost burning heat made her respond involuntarily.

In the ear, there was his hoarse magnetic voice, "Can you?"

Her eyes were blurred, and she stood on tiptoe and gently gnawed at his chin.

The next moment, he quickly hugged her horizontally.

No matter how long the road is, as long as the heart is still there, as long as people are still alive, they have to walk hand in hand to the gray hair.

When Zhao Wuyou came out, he was still well-dressed.It was still Lu Guoan who sent her out, and it seemed that she was indeed here to discuss business.On Zhao Wuyou's face, there was neither sadness nor joy, so no one could see what Master Zhao was thinking.

A person without emotions walks calmly wherever he goes.

After getting into the carriage, Zhao Wuyou didn't feel nostalgic, and didn't dare to look back at the gate of the East Factory behind him.Only by not so much sloppy, can we live longer and go further.

Jian Yan's funeral was held soon, and the grand and mighty momentum seemed boundless.There are also people who feel that they left at such a young age, and the scenery of this life can only be seen after death.

Xiao Rouyu cried and fainted several times, and finally she was carried to Jian Yan's tomb.

Everything was buried according to Daye's duke etiquette, Zhao Wuyou had a white cloth tied around his arm, and he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.She just accompanied him quietly, quietly following along the way.

The location of the cemetery was well chosen, with excellent Feng Shui, in a place with mountains and rivers outside the east gate.Zhao Wuyou thought, although the person in the tomb was not really Jian Yan, but at least it was all Jian Yan's thoughts.Walking among the mountains and rivers will end the fate of this life.

Jian Weizhong also fainted, a heartbroken person, after all, has no strength to persevere to the end.So in the end, only Zhao Wuyou led the people to let Jian Yan go to the ground for peace.Both Jian Weizhong and the princess were carried back. For them, this incident was a thunderbolt, and they might not be able to recover in this life.

When the wind picked up, the numerous white ghost coins swirled and fell in mid-air.

When the sun was setting, the affairs in the cemetery were settled properly, and the coffin was sealed and put into the tomb.

Standing in front of the tombstone, Zhao Wuyou gently stroked the inscription on the tombstone with his fingertips, feeling cold to the touch.

"My lord, go back!" Su Xi whispered, "It's getting late, and you've been tired all day."

The people around have all dispersed, and the cemetery is somewhat sinister, very much like Jian Yan at that time, just one glance makes people feel panicked.

"No matter where he is, I killed him." Zhao Wuyou smiled wryly, "From death to burial, I took care of it all by myself. Suxi, do you know the uneasiness in my heart?"

Suxi sighed softly, "Young master is too thoughtful, so he will inevitably think too much. Now that the matter is a foregone conclusion, let's put down all your worries! The tiger in Beijing is still eyeing tigers, and you have no time or energy. To remember this dead man."

Zhao Wuyou nodded, "It's because I've been too nervous recently, so... let's go!"

This can be regarded as the end of the paragraph, and we can put it aside for a while.Then, the next step is to deal with that old fox, King Qi You.How many secrets does this dormant old fox hide?

The Promise Palace, the barren billows, the throne?And the cause of the death of Duke Mu's mansion back then, what happened?

"What are you looking at, young master?" Su Xi was puzzled.

But Zhao Wuyou frowned, looking back at the desolate cemetery.She looked around, only the dark wind was blowing up all over the sky, and the white ghost coins were blowing up, and they fell all around one after another.

"I don't know why, but I still feel that there is a pair of eyes looking at me." Zhao Wuyou murmured to himself, "Could it really be my hallucination?"

Suxi looked around as she said, her eyes were cautious, she subconsciously clenched the cold sword in her hand, "My lord, get out of here quickly!"

Zhao Wuyou looked away, lowered his head and thought for a while, and finally turned around and got on the carriage.

The carriage galloped away without stopping for a moment, and it seemed that he didn't dare to stay.After all, this is not a good place, and there is no need to come back in the future!
The cemetery is still desolate, and the dead, with unwilling resentment, struggled to continue the frontier, but they were powerless.That pair of cold eyes reveals the wounds of the previous life, carrying the unresolved entanglement of grievances and grievances, which will never be forgotten even in death.

Cranes chirp the wind, lingering.

There will always be resentment, which is hard to get rid of.

(End of this chapter)