Nirvana is alluring, nine thousand years old, please respect yourself

Chapter 208

Gu Hanxun stood there in a daze for a long while, Zhui Feng was like a demon, picked up the red sandalwood box and knelt down to Ji Li, "Master, Zhui Feng begs master..."

Before he finished speaking, a token was handed to Zhuifeng.

Ji Li didn't talk much, but handed over all the real power of Qianji Pavilion to Zhuifeng.

"Everyone in the Qianji Pavilion listen to the order!" Zhuifeng roared angrily, "Search the whole city to find out the whereabouts of Mrs. Baiping!"

"Yes!"

Lian Qingcheng and others also followed out.

She didn't dare to think, the little person in the red sandalwood box... must not be Baiping's neutron... definitely not.

The rain that had just stopped began to fall again. Pedestrians hurried on their way holding umbrellas. Some people were not so lucky. They were drenched by the sudden rain and hurriedly sought shelter from the rain.

The hem of Lian Qingcheng's skirt had long been wet by the pattering rain, and the water-red long skirt was stained gray by the muddy filth all over the place.

Ji Li feared that Lian Qingcheng might make a mistake, he held up an umbrella and followed closely behind Lian Qingcheng.

She stopped until she passed a small alley full of people. This alley was very deep, except for some idle lecherous people who occasionally passed by here, and going to Yanliu Alley, there were usually no people passing by.

But something seemed to have happened in the alley, and the servants of the Kyoto Yamen surrounded the onlookers outside.

"Oh, it's so miserable." An old lady shook her head and said with lingering fear.

"It must be the girl's indiscretion, otherwise how could she appear in this kind of place? If I had been more courageous at that time... maybe I could have a taste of it..." said the mouse-eyed man with an obscene look on his face.

As soon as these words were uttered, everyone around looked at the mouse-eyed man with disgust. That man was miserable enough, why would he say such words to slander him?
Fucha glanced at the people around him and asked, "Who was the first to find out?"

The people around you look at me, I look at you, but in the end it was the mouse-eyed man who stood up, "My lord, it was the little one who found out first."

That groveling appearance aroused contempt from the people around him.

The mansion officer looked Mouse Eye up and down, raised his hand, "Take him back and question him carefully."

"Ouch! My old master Qingtian! The little one didn't do anything!"

Mouse Eye was brought down amidst bursts of wailing, and the people around were even more silent when they saw this scene.

Originally, Lian Qingcheng was very anxious, but when he heard that there was a murder case here, his hanging heart was beating wildly.

Regardless of Ji Li's objection, she leaned forward.

Seeing the luxuriously dressed beauty staggering towards this side, the mansion officer was about to speak to stop her, but was stunned by the cold gaze of Prince Ji behind him.

The people around seemed to give way tacitly, only to hear the rustling of the rain hitting the dense leaves.

A person was lying quietly in the depths of the alley like that, his body was hastily covered with a dirty hemp mat, blood was everywhere on the ground, and scattered clothes were mixed with the blood mixed with rainwater. Messy blood fingerprints, this scene is so tragic.

The person under the hemp matting has lost all vitality at this time, letting the rain wash away, an arm is exposed from under the hemp matting, in that hand...

There was something in that hand—a small tiger-toed shoe.

Lian Qingcheng only felt that she was the only one left in the world, she couldn't hear any sound, and she didn't have any feeling.

She only had that mat in her eyes, and Lian Qingcheng raised her hand, trying to lift the mat...but the trembling hand refused to move forward no matter what.

The slender hands just stopped on the hemp mat, in the cool rain.

"Princess, what are you..." The Fucha's heart skipped a beat, looking at Princess Ji's appearance, it seemed that the deceased had something to do with her?
For the sake of being the leader of the Taoist government, he is not a fool. When he saw Lian Qingcheng, he seemed to want to see what happened, so he quickly pulled down the hemp mat. But it's really a big sin.

puff~
Zhui Feng, who just rushed over, fell to his knees in an instant, he couldn't believe that the woman under the mat was the same Bai Ping who was laughing and discussing how to raise a child with him yesterday.

Baiping's eyes were still wide open, looking at the sky with horror and helplessness.

Lian Qingcheng stared blankly at the pale face, Jili held the umbrella with one hand, and pulled Lian Qingcheng up with the other, and hugged her in her arms.

No weeping, no howling.

Zhuifeng put the red sandalwood box he was hugging tightly on the ground, knelt and crawled towards Baiping step by step, hugged Baiping's cold body, and sat against the corner of the wall, like a piece of wood, tears mixed The rain, drop by drop, was dripping on Baiping's pale face.

It was the only time in his life that he fell in love with someone else and felt at home, and today, all of this disappeared.

He hasn't had time to make up a grand wedding for Bai Ping, he hasn't had time to tell Bai Ping how much he cares about her, and he hasn't had time to say how much he looks forward to the arrival of the little life.

When the master didn't come back, he took care of the affairs of Prince Ji's mansion, and often it was late at night when he returned to the room, but the food on the table was still warm every time.

The master is back, Zhuifeng is glad, after a while of work, he has to make up for this person who has been neglected by him for an unknown amount of time.

But at this moment, the man was lying quietly in his arms like this.

He can give everything for Ji Li, and he will go through fire and water for Ji Li without hesitation, even if it is death.

But the white screen, why is it you?

"Brother..." Ting Yu called Zhui Feng with red eyes, she didn't dare to cry, she was afraid that if she cried, the tears would not stop.

"Go home." Zhuifeng, who spoke calmly as always, now had a hoarse voice.

He took off his robe, wrapped it around Baiping's dilapidated body, hugged her, step by step, stepping steadily and deeply.

Originally, the corpse had to pass through the government office of the capital before the family could claim it, but the chief of the government did not dare to stop him. None of these people could be blamed by him.

But Ji Li, who had already gone away, came back after settling his wife, "Tell your lord, show me the man who was captured just now, if there is a mistake, be careful of his head. "

The gloomyness in the words frightened Fuchai, who dared to fart?Nodding hurriedly, "Yes, yes, you can rest assured, my lord."

The entire palace of Prince Ji was stained with a thick layer of sadness, Zhuifeng hugged Baiping back, and wiped all the filth off her body expressionlessly.

He also called the best mortician to sew up the huge wound on Baiping's abdomen, and then changed Baiping into neat clothes.

After finishing these, he took out the small body from the red sandalwood box and put it beside Baiping.

In the end, he knelt down, and this kneeling lasted for three days.

(End of this chapter)