Chapter 110 The entire Zhenguo Princess Mansion is to be buried with her
Chapter 110 The entire Zhenguo Princess Mansion will be buried with her
Su Jingwen's face turned pale, and he turned his head stiffly.
I just felt that the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking, as if the God of Heaven was shaking, causing snowflakes to fall down, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.
A huge snow wave was hidden behind those snowflakes, rolling in with lightning speed.
As it spreads over the top of the head, it is about to drown people.
Su Jingwen suddenly got the courage from nowhere, reacted immediately, and jumped towards Mu Yin, protecting her whole body under his body.
He is a man, and it is enough for him to hide behind a woman once. It would be embarrassing to hide behind a woman again.
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How long does it take for a message to be transmitted from Youyun back to Jinling?
A month? Half a month? Or ten days?
It’s seven days!
One is the sister of the current Queen Mother and the legitimate son of the Su family. This news is worth the death of several horses.
When the news came back to Chaoyun Palace, Mu Qingchao was completely numb.
No sadness, no joy, no pain...
Except that his face is paler than usual, nothing seems to have changed.
Both Qiangwei and Chunya looked more anxious than her.
"Queen Mother, please show your condolences, but don't make yourself sick from vomiting." Chunya knelt in front of her and said with a worried look on her face.
But I heard Mu Qingchao say: "Prepare your horses."
Her voice was very low, as if she had lost all her energy.
Chunya didn't hear clearly and raised her head to look at her: "Ah?"
"Prepare the horses. The Ai family said to prepare the horses. The Ai family is going back to the Mu family." Her voice became clearer again.
The carriage galloped all the way to Mu's house.
When Mu Qingchao got off the carriage, he saw the white silk hanging in front of the house. The servants coming and going were also wearing mourning clothes.
She suddenly felt suffocated.
Only then did she realize belatedly that Mu Yin... was really gone.
But how could it happen?
Haven't you made up your mind? You are determined to protect your family in this life.
Mother, Qingyan, aunt, Mu Yin, Mu Luo...
Everyone, everyone...
But she has tried her best, why can't she do it well?
She had forgotten how she walked into the mourning hall. She only felt that her steps were frivolous, her whole body was in a trance, and she could not hear clearly what the people around her were saying.
It was like my soul had left my body and was suspended in mid-air. Looking at this huge yard and these people walking in a hurry, I wanted to cry but couldn't help it.
When he came back to his senses, his ears were filled with heartbreaking cries.
It was my aunt. She knelt in front of Mu Yin's memorial tablet and almost burst into tears.
She said: "Yin'er, Yin'er... what should mother do? What should mother do..."
"You just let go and left. How are you going to survive? Yin'er..."
Mu Qingchao walked to his aunt's side, bent his knees, and knelt down.
"Auntie, please hit me or scold me..."
The aunt raised her head from the veil, turned to look at her with a pair of scarlet tearful eyes, and said, "Why should I hit you?"
"It's me, it's me who promised Mu Yin to join the army. If it weren't for me, Mu Yin wouldn't have done this.
All this is my responsibility. My aunt should have blamed me, so I am here to apologize to my aunt. If my aunt wants to kill or beat her, I will not have any complaints."
When the aunt heard this, she shook her head: "If I beat you or scold you, can Yin'er come back?"
"I know you have good intentions, but natural disasters and man-made disasters are completely predictable by everyone? It's because my family is so unlucky, and it's my fate that should be like this.
Life was difficult in the past, but now, after two days of good life, something like this happened. I...I...
"
As the aunt talked, she started crying again.
I cried for a long time before I could stop.
He said to her: "Girl, get up. You are the master and I am the slave. How can you kneel to me? You are shortening my life..."
Until this time, she still thought about her identity as master and servant.
Her aunt never blamed her once from beginning to end, but it made her feel more uncomfortable than scolding her or hitting her.
It's like there's a big ball of cotton stuck in my heart, it's so tight that I can't spit it out, and I can't let it fall down.
When Mu Qingchao left Jiang Mansion, he saw Jiang Bo waiting outside the door.
"What is the prince doing here?" she asked.
"The Queen Mother..." Jiang Bo remained silent for a long time after he finished speaking, "It's my fault. I didn't take good care of Mu Yin."
Mu Qingchao shook his head, even with a bitter smile on his lips.
"Natural and man-made disasters are inevitable. Even a housewife like my aunt knows this. How can the Ai family blame the prince?"
"Maybe... it's not a natural or man-made disaster."
This sentence made Mu Qingchao suddenly come back to her senses. She raised her head and looked at Jiang Bo.
"What means?"
But she saw him take a knife from his side and put it in her hand.
It was a broad-faced long knife. At first glance, it seemed nothing special, but if you look closely, you will find that the back of the knife is thicker than usual, the blade is longer, and there are three carvings on the handle.
The purchase weight is also heavy.
"This is what Ji Cong found." Jiang Bo said, "This knife belongs to Princess Zhenguo's mansion."
There were not many military generals in the Nanming Dynasty, among which Jiang Bo naturally took the lead, with an army of 300,000.
Next is the princess of Zhenguo, with an army of one hundred thousand.
Having soldiers in hand has always been a source of pride for a princess.
For a princess to be titled "Zhen Guo", it shows that Emperor Gaozu loved her very much.
"Princess Zhenguo has two types of soldiers, one is Jinling's palace soldiers, and the other is Mobei's cavalry.
The people of Mobei are good at riding and shooting, and they are good at attacking from a distance, so Emperor Gaozu specially asked someone to help Princess Zhenguo design this sword. It is long and heavy, and it is not easy to slip when fighting with horses.
This kind of knife has always been unique to the princess of Zhenguo."
Jiang Bo was good at leading troops and was naturally very familiar with all kinds of weapons. Mu Qingchao would not doubt what he said.
Princess Zhenguo never expected that she would encounter an avalanche and leave evidence while killing people.
Jiang Bo finished what he needed to say, but Mu Qingchao didn't respond for a long time.
"Queen Mother." He asked, "Don't you want to say anything?"
"What did you say?" Mu Qingchao asked back.
"After all, the Ai family wants to be buried with Princess Zhenguo's mansion."
Mu Qingchao raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, but he was very stubborn and refused to show any weakness, only showing hatred.
Like a dormant wolf, it has spotted its prey and will not stop until it dies.
If someone else saw this look, they would be somewhat timid.
But Jiang Bo responded.
"good."
good?
Mu Qingchao didn't understand the meaning of the word "good". She was the one who wanted revenge. What did he mean by "good"?
It's just that her mind is in a mess now and she no longer has the energy to think about these things.
She said: "Your Majesty, it's time for the Ai family to return to the palace."
To take revenge, there are still many things that need to be planned, and everything must be considered in the long term.
But when she turned to leave, she heard Jiang Bo call her.
"Queen Mother..."
Mu Qingchao turned around and saw him standing behind him, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't.
Mu Qingchao smiled at her: "My lord, don't worry, the Ai family is fine."
Even if something happens, you have to hold on, right? Even if you still have your last breath, you have to hold on to kill the enemy and avenge Mu Yin.
She got on the carriage and said to him: "Your Highness, please go back too. This matter has nothing to do with you."
After saying that, he lowered the curtain of the carriage.