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Chapter 1312 Three-foot white silk, send her there

Queen Mother Zhao felt that her mind was empty and there was no memory.

The short woman said: "Master, since you have forgotten, let's not think about this. Let's burn some paper for the Tenth Young Master, and let's go back to the nunnery."

The tall woman gouged out her eyes and said to the Queen Mother Zhao: "Does the master always accompany the Ancient Buddha of Qingdeng from now on? You are the high and mighty Queen Mother! Let's take advantage of this opportunity and not go back!"

The short woman sneered, "Do you think no one is watching us in the dark? As long as we make any move, we will die immediately. If you don't want to live, don't bring trouble to the master!"

The tall woman snorted coldly, "You are afraid of wolves in front of you and tigers in the back. What can you accomplish?"

The short woman retorted, "His Tenth Highness is dead, what else do you want to do?"

The tall woman lowered her voice and said, "Don't you want to avenge His Highness the Tenth Highness? Isn't there someone else in the Queen Mother?"

"If we look for him at this time, we can only guide the people who are watching us. Why do you think the little emperor keeps his master? Aren't dead people the most at ease?" The short woman glared at her like she was looking at an idiot.

Queen Mother Zhao was so dizzy from their noise that she said irritably: "Okay, let's burn the paper. After burning, go back to Ganye Temple."

As soon as she woke up, she was in Ganye Temple and felt a sense of belonging there.

As for the Queen Mother, she didn't remember it and didn't feel anything about it.

The two women stopped talking, glared at each other, took out the paper money and ingots from the basket, knelt in front of the grave and started burning them.

After the burning was finished, the three of them left.

A man dressed as a commoner walked out of the woods and followed him without leaving a trace.

After the four of them had gone far away, a burly man walked out of the woods. At first glance, his figure and temperament suggested that he was a martial arts practitioner.

The man looked at the backs of the four people, smiled, turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

In the barren mountains and ridges, there are only solitary graves, and the wordless monuments look desolate and mysterious.

At this time, two people walked out from behind the stone behind the tomb.

One of them is An Yi, and the other is An Yi's subordinate.

An Yi looked at the direction in which the last person was leaving, and ordered: "Follow that person, maybe you can touch the lair of the remnant of His Highness the Tenth Prince."

The subordinate responded, "Yes!"

An Yi glanced at the direction where Queen Mother Zhao left again. The people monitoring Queen Mother Zhao were so careless that they didn't notice the three people hiding here. Someone had to be replaced.



Feng Jinxing met Qiu Lingling's father, Duke Wei, in a teahouse. After only a cup of tea, Duke Wei came out with a dark face.

Duke Wei was also a military officer, he was a standard wallflower, and he was used to adapting to the changing circumstances. If four emperors had not replaced him, he would not still be sitting firmly in the position of Duke Wei.

Back at the mansion, the Duke's wife saw Duke Wei's cold face and asked, "Master, what's wrong with you? You don't look good?"

Duke Wei snorted coldly and said, "You gave birth to a good daughter!"

The Duke's wife was Qiu Lingling's daughter, so she naturally knew who Duke Wei was referring to, so she smiled and said, "What's wrong with Lingling?"

But I was thinking in my heart that I must have intercepted Feng Jinxing again and made the master embarrassed.

Duke Wei entered the main room, sat down on the main seat, and said coldly: "She has caused a big trouble! At the least, the house will be ransacked, and at the most serious, the nine tribes will be killed!"

The Duke's wife fell into a chair, her face was pale, her lips were trembling, and she asked: "Master, what on earth is going on?"

Wei Guojing said: "She usually goes around looking for Feng Jinxing, just to be embarrassed, but she is so bold that she wants to poison the eldest princess!"

"No, it won't! Lingling is so sensible, how could she do such a thing?" Madam Guogong did not believe that such a well-behaved and sensible child of hers would do such a cruel and bold thing.

Duke Wei snorted coldly: "Feng Jinxing came to me personally today to tell us that the emperor wanted us to handle it for his and my sake, without involving our family members. If we continue to condone it, even if the emperor spares us, the emperor will also

I won’t let it go!”

Upon hearing this, the Duke's wife jumped up from her chair and said, "Feng Jinxing must be talking nonsense! He wants to get rid of us Lingling! He is such a shameless person! I'll go find his mother and talk to him! Why are you married?"

That’s why! Don’t make things impossible!”

After saying that, he cursed and walked out.

"Stop!" Wei Guogong slammed the table and roared.

The Duke's wife hesitated, turned around, and said angrily: "What are you shouting? Isn't it the Wang family's fault that our Lingling has become an old girl? But they first revealed their intention to get married, giving Lingling hope that she would

Can someone who is not smart be able to get into trouble?"

The Duke of Wei said: "This is an almanac that has been used for many years, why are you digging it out? At first, it was only Mrs. Feng who hinted it in private. When Feng Jinxing found out, she was firmly opposed to it! It was Lingling herself who was stunned!

"

The Duke's wife came back angrily, sat down on the chair and howled, "My poor daughter, why is she so miserable! That damned, blind, shameless Feng Jinxing!"

"

Duke Wei angrily threw the tea cup to the ground, "Stupid woman! What we are talking about now is that she poisoned the eldest princess."

The Duke's wife was startled by the sound of the teacup breaking, and she did not dare to cry anymore. She stared and said, "Isn't the eldest princess not dead? Why are you being pretentious if she's not dead? Besides, don't listen to the wind and it will be the rain.

They are the ones who worked together to wrongfully accuse Lingling!"

Duke Wei was so angry that he said, "They are all good daughters! Are you planning to make a big fuss and let the whole family be buried with her?"

The Duke's wife turned pale, "Buried with me? What do you want to do?"

A trace of pain flashed in Duke Wei's eyes, he closed his eyes and said: "Three feet of white silk, send her away!"

"No!" The Duke's wife's voice became straight, and she jumped up from the chair, "I don't accept it! I'm going to file a complaint!"

Duke Wei said coldly: "Go, according to the law, the nine tribes will be killed!"

The Duke's wife slumped down in the chair again, her gaze blank, "No, if my daughter dies, I won't be able to live anymore! Since I let you resolve it privately, then Lingling doesn't have to die, and she can go to the family temple.

I can marry her far away! But I can’t die! I can’t! Wuwuwu…”

As she said this, she broke down and burst into tears.

Duke Wei sat in the chair with a deep look in his eyes. He originally wanted to kill Qiu Lingling to show his "sincerity". But now that he made his old wife cry, he softened his heart.

Qiu Lingling is his old daughter, she has been in his hands since she was a child and she has been pampered and pampered since she was a child. He cannot let her go.

As soon as the Duke's wife saw that there was a way out, she knelt on the ground, walked to Duke Wei, hugged his legs and cried: "Master, Lingling is my life, I can't kill her! You also feel sorry for Lingling,

Think of a way! Woo hoo hoo..."
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