Dawn gradually appeared in the sky, and it was gloomy, as if it was also regretful.
I looked at the motionless person quietly. Luo was still sleeping as her name suggests. My fingers were threaded through her hair, and there was an embroidery she had not finished yet on her pillow - a baby.
Clothes. Reach out and grab the clothes, hold them tightly, and the needle on the embroidery is thrust into the palm of your hand without any fear... You frown slightly, and a bright rose blossoms on the white clothes.
I looked at her and said softly: "Yiran, have you seen your baby?" I was afraid of waking up the sweet dream she was having, "This dress is just a meeting gift from my aunt...
..." A smile spread across my lips, and I began to lower my head to fulfill my promise.
The news of Luo Yiran's death was sent to the Fog Country yesterday, and it would take three or four days for Luo Zixuan to arrive at the earliest. Luo Yiran was the princess of the Fog Country, and if he died like this, he must give an explanation to the Fog Country before he could be buried.
Fortunately, the weather has turned cooler now, so storing it on ice for three or four days shouldn't cause any serious problems.
When a person dies, his or her relatives must guard the body, so it is said that the dead person's soul will really be willing to leave. And now Luo is still alone in the Ice Country. Xiao Yifeng is considered her relative, but his identity does not allow him to come and care for her.
Wake. Thinking of this, I feel a little desolate. She got nothing before her death, and she will get nothing after her death. Husband and wife? This word is so ridiculous when applied to them! He is her only husband.
But she can't be his only wife! He can't even do anything for her?
And those delicate concubines, not to mention the like, turned pale with fright at the mention of the wake!
Yesterday, I was supposed to go back to the palace, but when I saw these people shirk their duties one by one, I felt very cold. I said angrily: "You don't have to worry, I will guard this spirit."
Thinking about it later, I can understand it, because I don't believe that none of them has not plotted against Luo Yiran... The ancients believed in ghosts and gods, so they felt guilty.
So, now I am keeping vigil for Luo Yiran - this elf whom I care about like a sister in my heart. My sister is with you and wants to see you walk to the other end of the rainbow.
"Feng Qing... Well, Xuelin, you can't change it for a while. You haven't slept all night, go and rest! I'll watch over you." He raised his head and saw Platycodon grandiflorum holding a basin of water and looking at it with a smile.
I. It's just that there was a hint of helplessness in that smile - I'm afraid not many people in this prince's palace can really laugh now.
"Platycodon, I'm not sleepy..." Suddenly I remembered that day, after she helped me, she returned to the Prince's Mansion. I wonder if the master behind her made things difficult for her? Now that Xiao Yifeng is back, that person should be very angry.
After standing up, I took Kikyo's hand and asked worriedly: "Will you be okay when you go back that day?"
Platycodon Liu frowned lightly, and the arm I held shook, and she immediately smiled again, "It's okay, don't worry..." She didn't even dare to look at me, and lowered her head to twist the towel for me.
I always felt that it was not that simple, so I pulled her shoulder and asked: "Is everything okay?" Kikyo's face wrinkled together, and the worry in my heart amplified infinitely. Without waiting for her reaction, I started to take off her clothes, thinking that I
When she saw a ferocious knife mark on her originally smooth shoulder, mist rose in her dry eyes again, and she yelled: "Who is it? Who is it?"
Kikyo pulled up her clothes, pulled me over, patted my back gently, and said, "It's nothing. It's common for people like us to get injured like this. It will be fine in a few days. Don't be sad." ."
Still dead, Xiao Yichen told me not to be sad... Now that Kikyo was injured in order to help me, she told me not to be sad again! My heart is not made of stone...
Staring, I said leisurely: "Jikyong, leave those people! I will ask Yichen to help you, okay?"
Kikyo smiled bitterly, "If I could leave, I wouldn't wait until today..." She stretched out her tender-looking hands, "I don't know how many people's blood are stained on these hands? Sometimes I even want to leave. During the mission, if you can be killed by the opponent, everything will end..."
I covered my mouth, tears falling heavily... The hot temperature burned my skin and burned my heart.
Platycodon grandiflorum wiped my red eyes with a towel, and smiled lightly, "Stop crying, if you cry again, the wise king will think that I bullied you."
I turned around and sniffed hard, not wanting to make Kikyo even more sad.
"I'm going to prepare something to eat for you." Kikyo left quickly behind me.
I lay weakly beside the bed, with mixed feelings in my heart...
"Sister Feng Qing, I haven't seen you for more than a year, you have really changed a lot?" When I was a little sleepy, a sarcastic voice sounded.
"Don't gloat about your misfortune. Think carefully about it in a few days. The prince of Wu Kingdom is here. What will you do? Even if you are Xiao Yifeng's princess, you are not bigger than a country..." I looked at her coldly, He even had the urge to tear off her disguised face.
Yuan Zhiyou's expression changed, and she suddenly smiled and said: "What do I have to explain to others? No one has any evidence..." After a pause, he walked to me and picked up my hair, "Tsk, tsk, It's just different... She's beautiful, even her hair has a fragrance." I took a step away with a bit of disgust. I don't know why, but now I feel a chill down my spine when I look at Yuan Zhiyou.
Yuan Zhiyou smiled indifferently and said: "Sometimes I am really jealous of you, so jealous that I want to destroy you, because you throw away the things I have worked so hard to get with disdain." He glanced at Luo Yiran on the bed. , his eyes darkened, "You make all the women in our house feel like they are living in your gift. I believe you have also seen those women. Brother Feng will marry them all because they are like you. I am the prince in name only. Concubine, it's really just a name, he has never entered my room since we got married."
Suddenly, she approached me, pointed her finger at Luo Yiran, and said harshly: "And she, because she once had a good relationship with you, he treated her much better than he treated me, the princess. I thought he didn't accept me and wouldn't accept it." Her, because I saw with my own eyes that he loved you so deeply. But I was wrong, he actually got her pregnant... Is it ridiculous? I am a true concubine, and I am still a virgin..."
I felt like I had been hit in the head. Still, the reason why I died was because I was indirectly responsible for her death? I wanted Xiao Yifeng to treat her better...
Yuan Zhiyou looked at my painful expression, as if she was very satisfied, and laughed and said: "Does it hurt? I didn't expect that you would be nice to her, but in the end you would only make her die faster... Haha! To tell you the truth, Luo still isn't The person I killed was killed, even though I had thought about it, but someone was faster than me, huh, it saved me a lot of trouble."
I clenched my fists and asked angrily: "Who is it? Who killed Yiran?"
Yuan Zhi glanced at me, "Why should I tell you? That person helped me..."
"Are you willing to have so many women in this house share their husbands with you? And you just said that Xiao Yifeng has never entered your room so far. As long as you tell me who that person is? I will help you and treat you
There is one less opponent, why don't you do it?" I don't believe that she would refuse to agree to such a beneficial condition. Although I don't want to help her in my heart, I must let that person die!
She looked at me with twinkling eyes, pondered for a while, and said: "Okay... it's a deal, it's just how you help me. Yesterday I saw Brother Feng's attitude towards you..."
I knew what she meant, so I explained: "He fell off the cliff and forgot about me, so don't call me Yun Fengqing in front of him in the future. That is in the past. My name is Bai Xuelin now."
She opened her mouth wide and murmured: "No wonder...but..."
"You want to say why he still knows you? He just forgot about me..."
Suddenly she asked: "You just said that Brother Feng fell off the cliff. How did he fall off the cliff?"
I gave her an inscrutable look, "I just thought of asking this now... But I'm curious. You left your father when you were a child and lived in the palace. I wonder if your daughter has been forgotten by them?"
Yuan Zhiyou looked at me with complicated eyes. I didn't lie to her. Even if Xiao Yifeng fell off the cliff and had nothing to do with her father, her father did have different intentions. As for what she thinks mentally, I don't care! She is not a worthy person.