First daughter mad concubine: the best baby rascal

Her red clothes are no longer visible, let your hatred and sins be buried deep in this wide soil!

Qianqian gently covered Hongdie's face with a touch of loess, her white face was very peaceful, as if she was in a deep sleep, at this moment you must be happily reunited with your family in the sky, you are relieved.

After Qianqian buried the cemetery, he found another piece of wood and was thinking about how to open the log. Those heroes hadn't left yet, and they couldn't show their deep inner strength. If you don't use inner strength, you don't have tools. How to split this piece of wood?

Just as he was in a dilemma, a burly man came over, snatched the wood from Qianqian's hand without saying a word, raised the ax in his hand and aimed at the wood, and saw this The wood was neatly divided into two pieces, Qianqian thanked her in her heart, but she didn't want to show it, she picked up the wood silently, inserted the wood into Hongdie's grave vigorously, and fixed it with soil.

With blood-stained hands, write: "The Tomb of the Red Butterfly, Yu Qianqian stands." Then he kowtowed three times to the grave.

Seeing that Hongdie had successfully entered the ground, the sky was already getting dark at this time, no matter how high her martial arts were, she would not be able to suffocate for so many hours, so they left in groups with peace of mind.

Soon, only Qianqian was left kneeling in front of the grave.

Qianqian said to a wooden stake: "Sister, look at how ridiculous those people are, they are so afraid of you, they have been guarding by the side for so long before they are willing to leave in peace."

Qianqian raised her hand and caressed the fast wooden stake, as if she was helping Hongdie to walk, thinking that Hongdie saved her back then, and helped her bury Zhou Peng in such a wilderness. But in just a few months, it was Qianqian's turn to bury Hongdie.

So, who will bury himself in the future?

Qianqian's tears that had dried up from crying welled up again.

In Xuanyuan Palace in the capital, Xuanyuan Che overturned the tea table and roared at the people kneeling on the ground.On Xuanyuan Che's face, there was an indelible tiredness and haggardness mixed with cold determination.

The people below were dumbfounded, and they could almost just accept it, because for the past half a year, there was no clue about the whereabouts of the princess-to-be.It is already commonplace for the prince to lose his temper like today.

"How can there be no news at all! I said a long time ago that if you want to see people, you need to see corpses! You all went out to search, but you couldn't bring back any clues. What's the use of raising you bunch of trash! "

Everyone can only keep kowtow on the ground, there is no other way.

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The butler shook his head and sighed in his heart. After Ms. Qianqian left, the prince's temperament has not been as good as before. Although he is usually unsmiling, he treats his servants very generously, but now...

Why!I can only ask God to bless, and Miss Qianqian can return safely.

At this time, a man covered in dust came in outside the door, and he stumbled in without waiting for the notification. The housekeeper frowned, and hurried forward to check the situation...