Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 502

Entering the room, Bu Hai and others saw Fan Qingtian squatting in front of the dead satin, his aura was extremely low, and the atmosphere was extremely strange.

Seeing this scene, Bu Hai and Du Xiangxiu were all surprised.

Hurriedly walking in front of Fan Qingtian, Bu Hai bowed down in front of Fan Qingtian nervously and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you've woken up. What's going on, Mr. Satin Qing?" , What, what's going on here?"

His gaze fell on Fan Qingtian and Duanqing's body, Du Xiangxiu's eyes sank slightly, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

"Young master, the young master next to the king is dead." Standing beside Du Xiangxiu, Jue Rong whispered in Du Xiangxiu's ear.

As a medical practitioner, Jue Rong only needs to see what condition Duan Qing is in at a glance.

Jue Rong's words surprised Du Xiangxiu, did Du Xiang die?This, how, how is it possible?What the hell happened!
At this moment, Fan Qingtian, who heard Buhai, raised his head slightly, and the emotional face that Fan Qingtian lost control just now could not be seen on his calm face.

The deep eyes danced with incomprehensible light, and Fan Qingtian slowly stood up from the ground, and said in a quiet and indifferent voice, "This king has already executed Duan Qing, and because Duan Qing has been with me for many years, just follow the The highest courtesy of the royal family is the burial."

"Your Majesty, you, did you really kill Satin Qing?" Looking at Satin Qing lying on the ground with wide eyes, Bu Hai asked in disbelief.

Without answering Bu Hai's words, Fan Qingtian turned his back to Bu Hai and the others and said, "You all go out, this king needs to rest."

At this moment, Bu Hai, who had heard Fan Qingtian's words, quickly squatted down to detect his light breath, but he had no breath at all.

With a sigh in his heart, Buhai looked at Duanqing's handsome pale face and shook his head helplessly, with regret for Duanqing in his eyes.

Although Buhai didn't want Duanqing to die, the king had already killed Duanqing, and there was no room for change in this matter.

Picking up Duanqing's gradually cooling body, Buhai said to Fan Qingtian's back, "This old slave knows how to do it, but Duanqing is a male favorite after all. If you use the royal family's highest courtesy to give a rich burial, the king may suffer a lot. The minister's objection will be detrimental to the king."

The royal family's highest funeral is not everyone can use the funeral in this way.

Bu Hai didn't understand, since Fan Qingtian wanted to kill Duan Qing, and everyone had already been killed, why did he use such great etiquette to bury Duan Qing, then it shouldn't be let Duan Qing die.

Now Buhai is becoming more and more unable to see what Fan Qingtian is thinking.

Hearing Bu Hai's words, Fan Qingtian said coldly with a strange tone in his calm voice, "This king will kill anyone who dares to refute, go down, and do as this king ordered."

After a pause, Fan Qingtian seemed to have thought of something, and said in a cold voice, "Three days later, it should be the time for the envoys of the Tu Kingdom to visit. There is no need for complicated etiquette, and the funeral objects of the highest etiquette of the royal family will be buried with Duanqing You can do it in the royal tomb."

This is also the only generous gift that Fan Qingtian can repay Duan Qing for being so loyal to him.

Clenching her fists tightly, Fan Qingtian's heart was also filled with a sense of powerlessness, she couldn't save Satin Qing right in front of her eyes, she was useless.

"It's Your Majesty, this old slave will definitely settle this matter." Bu Hai saluted Fan Qingtian, and was about to leave with his satin light body in his arms.

At this time, Du Xiangxiu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Your Majesty, why did you kill Du Qing?"

Du Xiangxiu's question suddenly made the atmosphere tense.

Fearing that Fan Qingtian would be angry because Duxiangxiu asked this question, before Fanqingtian could speak, Buhai immediately sternly said to Duxiangxiu, "Does the king need to tell anyone who he wants to kill? Mr. Xiangxiu As long as you do your part well, don’t ask more questions than you should.”

Listening to Bu Hai's words, Du Xiangxiu's glistening eyes sank slightly, and she kept looking at Fan Qingtian's figure carrying her back, wanting to wait for Fan Qingtian's answer.

It's a pity that Fan Qingtian won't give Du Xiangxiu an answer, and his indifferent voice is to let Du Xiangxiu and others leave.

"Master Xiangxiu, please leave first." Knowing Fan Qingtian's temperament clearly, Bu Hai helplessly reminded Du Xiangxiu, and turned to leave with Duanqing's body in his arms.

Although I don't know what mood Fan Qingtian is in right now, Du Xiangxiu can be sure that Fan Qingtian must be in a bad mood right now.

It's not that I haven't seen Fan Qingtian kill someone, this is the first time Du Xiangxiu saw Fan Qingtian kill someone, the back view left to everyone.

Fan Qingtian who killed people in the past should be very happy, but what Du Xiangxiu saw was the figure of Fan Qingtian, which made people feel lonely.

It seems that Fan Qingtian didn't intend to kill Duxiang, so Du Xiangxiu wanted to ask Fan Qingtian why he killed Duqing. It was because Fan Qingtian knew that Fanqing knew that Fan Qingtian was Is it about women?
A lot of questions popped up in his mind, and Du Xiangxiu also felt sad for Duanqing.

If Duanqing hadn't told himself that Fan Qingtian was a woman, I'm afraid he would never have known that Fan Qingtian was a woman. For this matter, Du Xiangxiu was very grateful to Duxiang.

He really wanted to share the sad mood for Fan Qingtian, but in the end, Du Xiangxiu gave up.

Now Fan Qingtian doesn't want anyone to disturb her, he can't make Fan Qingtian angry and worried anymore.

"Juerong, let's go." Taking a deep look at Fan Qingtian's figure, Du Xiangxiu led Jue Rong out of Fan Qingtian's bedroom.

The gloomy weather is as heavy as the heart.

The cold wind blows past Duan Qing's pale and lifeless face, with closed eyes and a smile at the corner of his mouth. It is a happy smile, but it makes people feel heartbroken and lonely.

"What a fool." Bu Hai's eyes were filled with mist, and he murmured a little sadly for Duan.

Just as Buhai was about to step out of the Crouching Dragon Hall, Du Xiangxiu, who was chasing after him, called out to Buhai, "Grandpa Hai, please wait."

Hearing Duxiangxiu's shout, Buhai stopped and looked back at Duxiangxiu who was catching up.

Seeing Du Xiangxiu approaching, Bu Hai then asked, "What's the matter, Mr. Du?"

His gaze fell on Duxiang in Buhai's arms, and Du Xiangxiu's eyes were beating with light, and he said in a deep voice, "Eunuch Hai, can I check Satin's injury? Xiangxiu wants the doctor who has been invited Look at Satin Light's situation."

Hearing Du Xiangxiu's request, Bu Hai lowered his eyes and looked at Jue Rong, who was behind Du Xiangxiu with an ordinary face and couldn't be found in the crowd.

In fact, Buhai really loves Duanqing, without Duanqing, Buhai thinks that he may have to worry about more things.

In the past, there was a satin who waited by Fan Qingtian's side. At that time, there was a satin to check and balance Ye Gulan and others, and also let those annoying officials in the court be controlled by satin.

(End of this chapter)