1762 recognized it, and finally came to this point
Jiu Qing is no longer here!
These six words were like a thunder, which made Feng Qingchen and Qin Baoer unable to think at all. Feng Qingchen staggered back, while Qin Baoer fell to the ground, unable to believe what she heard.
"Brother Bu Jingyun, what are you doing? I heard wrong, right? I must have heard wrong. You lied to me, you made me up..." Qin Baoer burst into tears. It was different from the previous pear blossoms with tears. This time
Once, Qin Baoer cried heartbrokenly, clenched his fists with both hands, and kept beating Bu Jingyun in front of him.
"Liar, liar, you are a liar. Jiuqing will be fine, Jiuqing will be fine. You lied to me, you lied to me, father and mother, Baoer will be the bride of brother Jiuqing, Baoer will marry
It's for brother Jiuqing. Brother Jiuqing hasn't married Bao'er yet, how can something happen? No, no way..." Qin Baoer hit and kicked, not at all as delicate as usual, and Bu Jingyun didn't either.
If he dares to resist, he can only let Qin Baoer vent his anger.
"Bao'er, it's true. I didn't lie to you. I also hope it's false, and I don't want anything to happen to Jiu Qing. Bao'er, don't be like this... If Jiu Qing knows, he will be sad." Bu
Jingyun hugged Qin Baoer, worried that Qin Baoer would hurt him.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
, he will come to marry me, right?"
Qin Baoer had no strength anymore and fell weakly into Bu Jingyun's arms, his face full of tears.
Bu Jingyun was heartbroken and wanted to tell the truth countless times, but he couldn't. He couldn't do it in public or in private, and he couldn't ruin the Nine Emperors Uncle's plan.
"Bao'er, brother Jingyun didn't lie to you. Don't do this..."
"Brother Jingyun, I can't help it... I feel so uncomfortable that I'm about to die."
Feng Qingchen recovered from the shock and saw Bu Jingyun and Qin Baoer hugging each other. For a moment, Feng Qingchen wanted to rush forward and slap Qin Baoer: You are the man who died, there is no need to rush
How about hugging another man in public, are you worthy of Jiu Qing?
But now, Feng Qingchen didn't have the strength, and she didn't have the position. After digesting the news about Lan Jiuqing's accident, Feng Qingchen felt a little bad. After looking at Bu Jingyun and Qin Baoer, Feng Qingchen didn't know anything.
No, she turned around and walked out, but the moment she turned around, a drop of warm liquid slipped out of the corner of her eye.
Lan Jiuqing is dead, and the man who always lends a helping hand to her in the dark is dead.
The dead cannot be resurrected, and the living must continue. After Qin Baoer passed out, Feng Qingchen was finally able to talk to Bu Jingyun and ask Bu Jingyun what was going on.
Lan Jiuqing's martial arts skills are so high, how could he die?
Bu Jingyun also used the words he had prepared long ago. He, Xuan Shaoqi, and Bu Jingyun had been chasing Nanling Jinfan, and they had even spent years together outside. The three of them traveled all the way over the mountains and ridges,
Chasing after Nanling Jinfan and Hui Lao, they caught up with traces of Nanling Jinfan a month ago, but...
When the two sides were fighting, Hui Lao got a tiger from nowhere. The tiger was extremely powerful and attacked fiercely. Lan Jiuqing was trapped by Hui Lao and the tiger. The tiger took advantage of Hui Lao to restrain Lan Jiuqing and tried his best to attack Lan Jiuqing.
Regardless of his life, he slammed into Lan Jiuqing from a high place and knocked Lan Jiuqing off the cliff.
He and Xuan Shaoqi went down the mountain to check and found the tiger's body, as well as Lan Jiuqing, who was held down by the tiger's claws.
In other words, there is no chance that Lan Jiuqing would have found his body.
"How could this happen?" Feng Qingchen's heart ached in waves. She covered her heart with her right hand and gasped for air.
The people who were still fine on Tianqiong Mountain, the people who talked to her on Tianqiong Mountain, why did they die?
If I had known it earlier, if I had known it earlier... But there is no such thing as early knowledge in this world.
"Where is Nanling Jinfan?" Feng Qingchen had a dull face and his eyes were unfocused.
Bu Jingyun shook his head heavily: "Shaoqi and I were busy going down the mountain to find Jiu Qing and let him run away."
"I know." Feng Qingchen responded without any sadness or joy. But it was like this that made Bu Jingyun find it scary. He would rather Feng Qingchen vent his grief by crying and yelling like Qin Baoer did.
Bu Jingyun was very worried and tried to persuade him: "Qingchen, don't be sad. Jiu Qing...it doesn't matter if he is gone, he lived a very hard life, and he has too many burdens."
Bu Jingyun's eyes turned red again, this time he was not pretending, but he was really sad for the death of "Lan Jiuqing".
By letting Lan Jiuqing die, Uncle Nine Emperors was tantamount to giving up the previous dynasty and all the power in Liancheng. It was also a transfiguration to tell those guys in Liancheng that since you support the new master, I, Dong Lingjiu, will no longer accompany you.
Breaking it off so cleanly, breaking it off so harshly. Letting go so proudly was indeed what the Nine Emperors Uncle would do, but Bu Jingyun still felt it was a pity.
In Bu Jingyun's eyes, even if the Nine Emperors Uncle wanted to break it, he would have to dig out a piece of flesh from Liancheng, but the Nine Emperors Uncle did nothing. When no one was prepared, he simply let go.
Without the secret help of Liancheng and Qianchao, their future would not be easy.
This was the first time Bu Jingyun revealed Lan Jiuqing's affairs in front of Feng Qingchen. The implication in his words made Feng Qingchen clearly know that Lan Jiuqing was a member of the former royal family and was related to Lan Jingyang.
relationship, and Liancheng originally supported Lan Jiuqing, but now the owner has changed.
Whether it's Liancheng or Nanling Jinfan, they are both murderers.
Feng Qingchen clenched her fists, closed her eyes, and covered up all the emotions in her eyes. She comforted Bu Jingyun in turn: "Don't worry about me, I'll be fine. What are your plans for Jiu Qing's funeral?"
Bu Jingyun felt uneasy and did not dare to look directly at Feng Qingchen. He lowered his head and pretended to be sad: "I will be cremated and the ashes will be sent to the cemetery."
These words were a little vague. The more so, the less likely Feng Qingchen would be to suspect anything. In addition, Feng Qingchen was so shocked by the news of Lan Jiuqing's death that he would not notice anything unusual about Bu Jingyun.
The two chatted for a few more words, and Bu Jingyun left early because he was tired.
After walking out of the sight of Feng Qingchen and the servants of Feng Mansion, Bu Jingyun just relaxed his tense body and lay flat on the bed, unwilling to move at all.
I’m so tired. It’s so tiring to act like this.
Even though Uncle Nine Emperors had expected everything, as long as he did what Uncle Nine Emperors arranged, Feng Qingchen would not be suspicious, but Bu Jingyun still felt very, very tired...
Facing Feng Qingchen and Qin Baoer, Bu Jingyun felt extremely guilty.
However, when he thought about it, he realized that "Lan Jiuqing" was indeed dead. Uncle Nine Emperors would not appear as Lan Jiuqing again in the future, so Bu Jingyun felt a little relieved.