Nangong Feiran hadn't lost his mind yet, he didn't want to die, especially he didn't want to be blown to pieces, so he used all the strength in his body to run towards the pool deep in the cave. If there is water, there must be a source, and he must hold on.
You can't die until you get home.
Nangong Feiran took difficult steps and heard the explosion behind him. The stone pillar above his head continued to fall. Just as he jumped into the pool with all his strength, the cave wall behind him also collapsed instantly.
In Prince Hui's Mansion, Yuchi Pingting got up early in the morning and put on bright colored clothes for herself and Mo Mo.
Xiao Tao and Xiu Xiu were full of praise for her beautiful appearance.
"Master, you are so beautiful. With your look, all the men in the world will be moved by you." Xiao Tao praised.
"That's right, the prince will definitely be very surprised when he comes back today." Xiu Xiu also said.
Prince Hui's Mansion looks particularly festive today. The army made a triumphant return today, and the emperor also hosted a palace banquet. Nangong Feiran should be back soon.
But at this moment, Nangong Feiqing hurried in, her face gloomy.
"Your Majesty, what happened?" Yuchi Pingting had an ominous premonition.
"The army returned victoriously, but the second brother did not come back." Nangong Feiqing said.
"What do you mean Feiran didn't come back?" Yuchi Pingting was very surprised. She heard that the battle was won easily and the casualties were not serious. In this case, how could something happen to the God of War Nangong Feiran?
"I heard that during the triumphant return, my second brother was ordered to clear out some of the remaining enemies, but encountered a landslide, and no one in the team he led was spared. They all died..." Nangong Feiqing's voice could not be lower when he spoke.
The whole person couldn't help but tremble: "I didn't expect that my second brother's lifelong fame would be ruined by a landslide."
"Uncle..." Mo Mo tugged on Nangong Feiqing's sleeve and curled his lips, as if he was about to cry.
Yuchi Pingting saw that Nangong Feiqing's eyes were red, as if she was trying her best to suppress something. She knew that Nangong Feiqing must also be very sad, so she didn't say anything, but she felt heartbreaking pain for a moment.
"Uncle, I want daddy..." Mo Mo couldn't help crying.
"My dear son, don't cry. Daddy doesn't want to see the little man cry."
"But mom, I miss daddy. Do I want daddy to come back..."
Yuchi Pingting herself was very upset and didn't know how to tell her son.
"I haven't told my father about this news yet. I, I'm really afraid that he won't be able to bear it." Nangong Feiqing wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeves as he spoke, and then said seriously: "No matter what, I still have to tell my father, my brothers and sisters."
, don’t be too sad, take care of yourself." Nangong Feiqing said and turned around and went out.
"Brother...is this true?" Yuchi Pingting couldn't help but ask.
Nangong Feiqing sighed helplessly and said slowly: "When the reinforcements arrived, the place where they were stationed was already in ruins..."
"What about his body?" Yuchi Pingting asked unwillingly.
"General Sheng has ordered the body to be buried on the spot." Nangong Feiqing's voice was also filled with sadness.
Suddenly, the palace of Prince Hui, who had been beaming with joy earlier, suddenly fell into a dead silence.
At the same time, the eleventh prince was in the palace.
The eleventh prince was happily hosting a banquet for the returning generals.
"General Sheng, this battle was fought beautifully. My father is full of praise for you." The eleventh prince picked up a glass of wine and said to General Sheng An: "Come, let me toast you."
All.
Sheng'an said with a smile: "Without the support of the Eleventh Prince, I, Sheng'an, would not be where I am today. Eleventh Prince, your cultivation of Sheng'an will never be forgotten by Sheng'an." He drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
Among the guests hosted by the Eleventh Prince at the banquet, he took care of everything from General Sheng'an to the supervision of grain and grass. Not to mention these people, even this conflict and the war were all planned by him.
Now that Sheng'an has won the battle, the emperor is overjoyed. Generals from all walks of life have been promoted to positions and titles. The most important thing is that Nangong Feiran has still been eliminated. Now, the Nangong family, the most powerful and military among the eight princes, has fallen.
The position of prince belongs to him alone.
The generals were full of praise for the Eleventh Prince's hospitality and support. One by one, they expressed their loyalty and vowed to follow and support him to the death. This was the Eleventh Prince's purpose. It seemed that he won this battle very thoroughly.
After the guests had dispersed, Changsun Wuque looked at the drunk Nangong Quanhe. He had many questions to ask him, but seeing that he looked drunk and unconscious, he decided to give up.
"Wu Que, Wu Que, you always say it can't be done, how about you see it this time, haha, okay, hahaha." The eleventh prince walked to the courtyard with staggering steps.
"I saw that things are indeed beautiful, but Nangong Feiran, what's going on?" Changsun Wuque also followed out and asked impatiently.
"Nangong Feiran? God of War? Haha, what about the God of War? So what if you have no strength? Haha, you have to rely on your brains for tactics. Nangong Feiran is not my opponent, and the eighth prince is not my opponent." The eleventh prince
Very proud.
Changsun Wuque helped him sit down on the stone bench. After he also sat down, he asked, "How did he die?"
"Landslide...haha, landslide..." the eleventh prince said inarticulately.
Changsun Wuque saw that he didn't want to say anything, and was worried that he was too drunk. Just as he was about to help him go in to rest, the eleventh prince said dizzily: "I'm not drunk, Wuque. Sit down and listen to me."
That’s it.”
"Nangong Feiran, I have a trump card..." The eleventh prince said, "Even if he comes back, he will die miserably."
"Chang Xun?" Chang Sun Wuque didn't quite understand.
"Landslide? Haha, do you think landslides are always so coincidental and always help me kill one powerful enemy after another? Haha, everything depends on man-made efforts, everything depends on man-made efforts..."
"But Changxun didn't come back either. He is also on the list of those who died for the country." Changsun Wuque said.
"I will come back sooner or later, but now is not the time..." The eleventh prince said: "Dongfang Lingyue, haha..."
Dongfang Lingyue? The eleventh prince may have been too drunk. Changsun Wuque knew about Dongfang Lingyue. She was the most beloved daughter of the king of Liao Dynasty. She was born with natural beauty, and she was born with a beautiful child.
During the war between the two countries, Dongfang Lingyue came to Luoyang City and met Changsun Wuque and the eleventh prince.
I just don’t know why the Eleventh Prince suddenly mentioned this name. When I looked at the Eleventh Prince again, he had already fallen asleep on the table. Changsun Wuque went to help him into the room and put him on the bed, and then ordered his servants to leave.
left.
In the palace of Prince Hui, in Hua Ningmou's bedroom.
The two maids were sent by Hua Ningmou to buy paper money. She wanted to help Nangong Feiran burn some paper money. She wanted to make a French style, but the housekeeper told her that these country customs were not allowed in the palace, so she had to give up. Song Jingyun was doing it.
Comforting his heartbroken cousin.
"Cousin, how could the prince leave me like this? My life is so miserable." Hua Ning's eyes looked as if the flowers were blooming, and her sad expression made anyone feel distressed.
"Cousin, don't cry. Although the prince is gone, my cousin will be good to you." Song Jingyun said and gently hugged Hua Ningmu's shoulder.
Hua Ningmu didn't seem to feel it, she still kept crying, her whole body trembling slightly.
Song Jingyun looked at his cousin's sad look, and felt uncomfortable. But at the same time, there seemed to be another voice in his heart that said, my cousin can be with me only if Nangong Feiran is dead. In fact, when I heard that Nangong Feiran was dead,
Song Jingyun was secretly happy about the news. Indeed, he had admired his cousin for a long time. If it weren't for Nangong Feiran, the two would have become husband and wife long ago. But it's different now. Nangong Feiran is dead and he can leave with his cousin.
So Song Jingyun said cautiously: "Cousin, people cannot be resurrected after death. Since the prince is no longer here, it is useless for you to be sad. You should think about the future."
"Cousin, what do you mean?" Hua Ningming asked, and at the same time, she turned sideways and shook off Song Jingyun's hand from her shoulder.
"Cousin, look." Song Jingyun said, taking out a lot of banknotes from his arms and placing them on the table.
"What is this?" Hua Ningmou asked doubtfully, and at the same time, she carefully picked up and looked at each piece one by one. Hua Ningmou had never seen so much money before, and she suddenly opened her mouth in surprise.
"Cousin, where did this money come from?" Hua Ningmu asked.
"Cousin, please don't worry about it. I only want you to know that for you, I don't care about anything. Now, since the prince is gone and I have so much money, let's go. Let's elope. Cousin, let me
Take you away, I will treat you wholeheartedly, cousin, let’s elope.” Song Jingyun said excitedly.
Hua Ning's eyes were stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do. Before Nangong Feiran, she was indeed childhood sweethearts with Song Jingyun, but Nangong Feiran let her know what the feeling of love is. Now Song Jingyun suddenly said this, making her
She couldn't react at the moment. Elope? She had never thought about it.
"Cousin, just promise me, let's leave this place together, leave Luoyang City, go to a place where no one can find us, and then live our own lives." Song Jingyun danced excitedly, wishing that he could hold Hua Ninggao now.
leave here.
"Cousin, don't be like this. The prince's body is still cold. I, I can't go with you." Hua Ningyan said decisively.
What? This woman would rather guard a dead person than leave with herself? As soon as he learned the news that Nangong Feiran was dead today, he had the idea of elope with Hua Ningmu, and even went to the Supreme Gambling House to get a share of the money as the boss.
He paid a large sum of money in cash, just wanting to take Hua Ningmou away immediately. The money he took out at the risk of his life seemed worthless in Hua Ningmou's eyes, and she was unwilling to go with him.
Song Jingyun began to get angry. All the efforts he made for Hua Ningmou seemed to have never been recognized by this woman. Seeing Hua Ningmou looking at him with contempt, Song Jingyun couldn't stand it anymore. After shouting, he grabbed Hua Ningmou.
In his arms, he has already made up his mind. Now that the matter has come to this, he may be killed by the eleventh prince. Maybe after doing this, Hua Ningmou will relent and follow him. No matter what, he has to do it once and let the raw rice be cooked.
Rice, Hua Ningmou can no longer refuse him!
"Cousin, what are you doing?" Hua Ningmou felt Song Jingyun's strong and fiery breath, and suddenly understood what he wanted to do, and shouted in horror: "Cousin, stop, if you don't stop, I will
It’s time to call someone.”
Song Jingyun pulled off Hua Ningmou's delicate skirt, and when he heard that she was about to call someone, he loosened his grip.
Hua Ningmou took the opportunity to pull away and wanted to escape. Although her cousin helped her a lot, the only person she loved in her heart and body was Nangong Feiran. She was not a bad woman, so she would never betray her husband.
As soon as she ran to the door, Song Jingyun hugged her from behind with a pair of strong hands, and said with a ferocious face: "Calling someone? You yell, you call someone to come in and see what we are doing. The prince is going to war, and my aunt can't bear it.
Doesn’t it suit you well to seduce your cousin by being lonely?"
Seeing Hua Ningmou's modest and graceful body, Song Jingyun's chest felt excited again. He has always been in love with Hua Ningmou since a long time ago, but it was because of Hua's mother's obstruction that he didn't get her. Now the battle is dead.
, his life may be taken away at any time. If he can't get his wish at this time, wouldn't his life be in vain? Thinking like this, Song Jingyun spent some effort and pulled Hua Ningmu to the bedside.
Hua Ning looked at a weak woman with no strength to restrain her. How could she resist? She could only struggle hard and beg: "Cousin, please let me go. I won't tell anyone."
Song Jingyun's desire was burning in his heart, especially when he saw that most of Hua Ningmou's clothes had been torn off by him, and her fair skin was right in front of him. He felt a surge of heat and impulse in his body.
I couldn't stop anymore, thinking, even if I die today, it's worth it!
Hua Ningmou saw that Song Jingyun had no intention of letting her go, and his actions became more and more rough. When she felt a chill on her body, she realized that Song Jingyun had torn off most of her clothes.
"Cousin, I beg you, don't do this..." Hua Ningmu's tears couldn't stop flowing out, and her eyes were full of fear.
The more he saw Xu Ningmou like this, the angrier Song Jingyun felt. Does being with me make you so painful? Song Jingyun felt that he couldn't bear it anymore, and pressed Hua Ningmou's hands tightly on the bed with one hand.
Like a pair of pliers, Hua Ningmou couldn't exert any strength. Then Song Jingyun started to move around Hua Ningmou's body with his other hand.
I'm finally going to get my cousin's body today,
Song Jingyun showed a lewd smile. Seeing that the face of the person below him was almost deformed due to pain, he became more and more excited and excited. He smiled and untied his clothes. Regardless of Hua Ningmu's pleading, he jumped in.
The extreme softness and tightness instantly enveloped him, making him feel more comfortable than ever before. All Song Jingyun's rationality was replaced by this wonderful feeling, and he could no longer care about anything else and began to gallop freely...
Gradually, the painful wailing of the woman beneath him was gradually replaced by the seductive ### sound. It had been almost a month since Nangong Feiran left, and the woman who was alone in the empty pavilion was also very eager. Although there were thousands of reluctances in her heart, she
However, her body was not controlled by her willpower. It was soft and obedient, from resisting to refusing to welcome, and finally catering. The fierce impact made Hua Ning's mind begin to lose focus. The man in front of her was blurry. Hua Ning's eyes were confused and she only felt that she was
The man is as brave as Nangong Feiran.
A pair of jade legs couldn't help but climb up the man's strong waist, following the body's desire, sinking...
I don’t know how much time has passed, I don’t know how many times it has been cloudy and rainy, but at this moment, Hua Ningmou is resting comfortably on Song Jingyun’s arms.
"Cousin, come with me. We will go to the ends of the world and never be separated." Song Jingyun hugged Hua Ningmu's delicate body and smelled the fragrance of the woman. He couldn't recall it for a long time, as if he was in a dream.
"Cousin, I'm not ready yet, please let me think again..." Hua Ning said with a sullen voice.
"Okay, okay, you think about it, but you have to hurry up." Song Jingyun was really worried. He knew when the Eleventh Prince would check the accounts. If it was found that he had taken a large sum of money, he would not let him off lightly. But.
Then I thought again, a spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Now is not the time to think about these things. Thinking about it, my restless hands slid up the proud breasts of Hua Ningmu's chest.
"Oh, cousin, you are so bad..." Hua Ningmou couldn't stand Song Jingyun's teasing and said coquettishly.
"Cousin, you also like my cousin's behavior. Come and let me kiss you." He said and put his mouth in front of Hua Ningmou.
Song Jingyun felt that the fire in his body began to burn again, and he suddenly turned over and pressed Hua Ningmu, and the two went to Wushan together again.
"What are you doing!" Suddenly a loud voice came.
The two people in the passion seemed to have been poured a bucket of cold water on their heads, and they were frightened by this sound and immediately softened there.
Looking back, it was Prince Nangong Xiong of Hui Province standing at the door with a dark face, his eyes filled with anger and astonishment.
Song Jingyun quickly stood up and put on his trousers. He hesitated for a long time and couldn't say a word. Hua Ningmou was already so embarrassed that she covered her head with the quilt, thinking that this was the end.
"How unbecoming of you to do such an embarrassing thing in broad daylight." Prince Hui was so angry that he felt a little dizzy. He quickly held on to the door frame and pressed his chest with one hand.
It turned out that Prince Hui was heartbroken after hearing the news that his son had been martyred for his country. He felt as if the sky was falling. He just felt sorry for his son. As a military general, he should die on the battlefield, not anything else.
, but now that everyone is dead, the white-haired people give away the black-haired people, how sad it was then.
So Prince Hui didn't want anyone to accompany him and walked alone in the palace. When he was passing by Hua Ningmu's courtyard, he saw the snow mastiff running into the courtyard and thought Mo Mo was there. Thinking of Mo Mo's cute appearance, he suddenly felt like
Feeling better, I came to look for Mo Mo, but when I entered the yard, I found that there were no servants there, and there was no Mo Mo. Even the snow mastiff Xiaobai didn't know where he had gone.
Prince Hui sighed and was about to leave when he suddenly heard a sound in the room. He felt suspicious, so he walked to the door and opened the door directly. He saw Song Jingyun and Hua Ningmu on the bed, not even knowing that he had entered.
He shouted out in anger.
"Your Majesty, don't get so angry..." Song Jingyun saw Prince Hui pressing his palm on his chest and said hurriedly: "The prince has passed away. I beg you, Your Majesty, to betroth my cousin to me." Song Jingyun said, looking towards the yard.
It's very good. There is no one in the courtyard, and there are no followers around the prince. The matter that the eleventh prince told him last time was not handled well. I don't know how to explain it to the prince. It seems that there is no need to rush to return the money to the eleventh prince for the time being.
The first prince. Song Jingyun was talking aimlessly, just to divert Prince Hui's attention, while he knelt on the ground and slowly moved closer to Prince Hui.
"You have done such a shameless thing, and you still want me to forgive you? Do you still want me to make you happy?" Prince Hui was so angry that he suddenly felt that his breathing was not smooth, mixed with loud coughing, and he hurriedly clapped it with his hands.
Chest.
Song Jingyun thought, now that the matter has come to this, if Prince Hui disagrees with the two of them, then he and Hua Ningmou will die. Old guy, you forced me to do it, and you are the one who is seeking death. Thinking of this, he suddenly stood up and picked up a flowerpot next to him.
He hit Prince Hui on the head with all his strength.
There was only a crisp sound of "bang", and the fragments of the flowerpot were scattered on the floor. Prince Hui also fell down heavily, with blood still gushing out from his head.
Song Jingyun was so frightened that he ran to the door and took a look. There was no one passing by. Great, God helped me. No one saw it. Song Jingyun thought about closing the door and plugging it in from the inside, and then looked at the dying struggle on the ground.
Prince Hui.
Hua Ningmou covered her head with a quilt and huddled in the corner. She suddenly heard this loud noise and didn't know what happened. She quickly and carefully poked her head out, only to find that Prince Hui had fallen into a pool of blood. She quickly screamed in shock.
Come, but when she saw Song Jingyun's expression, she quickly covered her mouth with her hands. How could this happen? The prince is dead, and he died in his room. I'm afraid he will be implicated as well. Thinking of this, Hua Ningmu couldn't bear it.
Stop crying.
Although Prince Hui fell to the ground, he was not dead yet. He stared at Song Jingyun with his eyes wide open. Although he could not say a word, his sharp eyes seemed to be able to kill someone.
Song Jingyun was a little frightened by this look, and then said with fear: "Your Majesty, in comparison, if you don't die, we will die. You are already so old, a lifetime is enough, and we don't want to die yet." He squatted down.
He came down and pinched Prince Hui's neck with both hands.
"Your Majesty, don't blame me, I had no choice but to..." Song Jingyun said with a trembling voice, while his men were still exerting force, but they didn't know that the Prince had died long ago.
"Cousin, what should I do now? I don't want to die." Hua Ningmu cried.
"It's okay, he won't die, none of us will die." Song Jingyun looked at the dead man on the ground, gradually calmed down his panic, and then said: "Hurry up and clean this place, I will find a way to deal with this dead man.
.Also, aren't you going to burn paper for the prince tonight? Don't forget, burn more..." After Song Jingyun said that, he went out to find the cloth bag. He already had a plan to kill the corpse in his mind.
"There's a fire, there's a fire..."
Yuchi Pingting was in a daze in her room when suddenly someone outside shouted that there was a fire. She hurriedly came out to check and found that the prince's courtyard was on fire. At this time, the flames had engulfed the entire courtyard and the fire was very serious.
By the time the fire was extinguished, the prince's courtyard was in ruins, and the entire Prince Hui's mansion was filled with a burning smell.
Nangong Feiqing was slumped on the ground, holding the burned corpse of the prince in his hands and crying bitterly. Indeed, hearing the news of the death of two relatives in one day, I am afraid that the Zhengzheng man could not bear such a blow.
"Mom, come here, I have something to tell you..." Mo Mo also shook Yuchi Pingting's hand with red eyes.
"What's the matter, Mo Mo?" Yuchi Pingting took her son aside and asked. Yuchi Pingting was already in a state of confusion. No matter how ruthless and callous he usually was, he couldn't bear this kind of blow, let alone seeing his son.
Heartbroken and sad, yes, both Prince Hui and Nangong Feiran were very kind to Mo Mo, how could a child bear the blow?
"Mom, I know who killed grandpa." Mo Mo said firmly.
"What? Get killed?" Yuchi Pingting was shocked.
"That's Butler Song, that ugly cousin." Mo Mo whispered in Yuchi Pingting's ear.
"How did you know?" Although Yuchi Pingting knew that her son never lied to her, she still wanted to find out.
"Xiaobai saw it, Xiaobai told me." Mo Mo said.
Yuchi Pingting frowned. She believed in her son, but could she tell others? Telling others that a snow mastiff saw it, and then the snow mastiff told them? What's more, Yuchi Pingting already knew that she had given Wang Ye Zongzhong
The person who administered the medicine was Song Jingyun, so now I am even more confused as to why Song Jingyun insisted on killing the prince?
"Mom, tell everyone and let them punish the bad guys." Mo Mo said righteously.
"My dear son, we can't say it yet. Now is not the time." Yuchi Pingting touched Mo Mo's head, and then explained to him: "We have no evidence now. Just seeing Xiaobai is not enough. No one will
I believe it. So, Mo Mo, you can’t tell others about this matter, and you mustn’t talk nonsense.” Yuchi Pingting is a reckless person. She never does anything she is not sure about. When she does it, she must do it.
It was successful, so she decided to let Song Jingyun live an ignoble life for a while.