The concubine is so charming

Chapter 746 Well, don't read

Su Yao hurriedly took out the silver needle that she carried with her, she had obviously used it countless times, but now that it was about to fall on Taoist Master Wu Chen, her fingertips trembled uncontrollably.

Daoist Wuchen raised his hand to block Su Yao's needle injection: "Yaoer... don't waste your efforts, life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in the sky, my life can be regarded as vigorous... It's worth it."

"Uncle Liu, I'm the most disobedient. If you don't watch from the sidelines, maybe Feiyan and I quarrel every day, and our relationship will fade after we quarrel... At that time, you and Mr. Ning will be disappointed..."

"Silly boy, I naturally believe you." Taoist Priest Wuchen smiled weakly, and turned to look at the extremely clean tombstone washed by the rain.

Ning Ge's tombstone is extremely simple. The most common bluestone is used to engrave the four characters of Ning Yu's tomb, without even an inscription: "This is great, simple to come... simple to go... "

After saying these few words, the smile on the corners of Wuchen Daoist's lips will recede, but the whole person has no vitality.

Su Yao couldn't help crying bitterly, hot tears mixed with the rain and kept falling: "I was fine a year ago, and in the letter we discussed preparing a dowry for Xiao Bao'er together, so in the blink of an eye, everything is done." It's gone..."

Little Bao'er cried loudly, stretched out her little hand and scratched in the direction of Taoist Wuchen, and shed tears with her eyes closed: "Wow..."

Chu Feiyan's face was pale, and he stood there in a daze. The umbrella in his hand fell to the ground without holding it firmly.

The famous minister hurried forward to pick up the umbrella to support Chu Feiyan, and said in an anxious tone: "My lord, my concubine, I would like to express my condolences to you two, and Princess Bao'er needs to take care of it. It's cold, if Princess Bao'er is sick, wouldn't Taoist Priest Wuchen and your old man be worried along the way?"

The people of Jingning Village, who had been following from a distance, came up and saw the lifeless Taoist priest Wuchen leaning on the tombstone, crying for a while.

Chu Feiyan came back to his senses, lowered his head and gently shook the little Bao'er in his arms, then stepped forward to help Su Yao up: "Yao'er, go back."

Su Yao cried so weakly that she felt that the sadness in her heart was so heavy that she couldn't get rid of it.

At this moment, something happened suddenly, and a few black-clothed assassins jumped out, assassinating in the direction of Su Yao and Chu Feiyan!

Chu Feiyan handed little Bao'er into Su Yao's arms, then turned around suddenly while holding their mother and son, facing the assassin with his back.

The dagger pierced his shoulder, bringing out bursts of blood.

"Feiyan!"

Mingchen and the others reacted immediately, drew out their long swords and fought with the assassin.

The villagers were frightened and retreated down the mountain in confusion, accidentally blocking the movement of the hidden guard.

Fortunately, the dark guards were extremely skilled in martial arts, and quickly killed all those black-clothed assassins!

"My lord, my concubine, are you all right?"

Su Yao and Chu Feiyan stood side by side in the rain, with a cold look in their eyes: "Huhe Tuhun, let's settle this account slowly when we go back!"

Su Yao looked at Chu Feiyan's bloody arm: "Are you all right?"

"A little skin injury, it's okay. Let's take Taoist priest Wuchen back first. It's raining heavily, so don't let little Bao'er catch a cold in the rain."

"Ah."

Now that their whereabouts were exposed, Su Yao and Chu Feiyan directly asked the dark guards to surround the courtyard where Taoist Wuchen lived before.

Su Yao carefully changed Little Bao'er into dry clothes, fed her and put her to sleep before walking out of the outside room.

Chu Feiyan also changed his gown, but his hair was still dripping with water, leaving watermarks on his light blue gown: "Master Xiang..."

"Yao Er, Daoist Wu Chen has also left, and I have fewer and fewer relatives in this world."

One sentence made Su Yao cry: "Master Xiang, you and me, as well as Chen Xi and Xiao Bao'er, grandpa, father, Qing Chen, we are all your relatives..."

Chu Feiyan stood up, and suddenly embraced Su Yao in his arms. He used great strength, as if he could feel at ease in this way.

The two hugged each other quietly for a moment, gradually calming each other's ups and downs.

There was a knock on the door, and the famous minister came in: "My lord, my concubine, what should we do with the funeral of Taoist Wuchen?"

Su Yao took a deep breath and wiped away the tears on his face: "Huhe Tulie already knows this place, and I always feel uneasy about burying old Ning Ge and Taoist Wuchen here."

"Yao Er is right. Huhe Tulie has a despicable temperament. No one knows if he will use the dead to make a fuss. For the safety of Teacher and Taoist Wuchen, let's send them back to the capital for burial."

"Yes." Su Yao nodded in agreement.

Chu Feiyan went on to say: "Minister, let someone notify the governor of Liuzhou immediately, and ask him to send soldiers and horses to escort the coffins of the teacher and Taoist Wuchen back to the capital. In addition, spread the news here to the capital immediately. The teacher has a special status. , funerals and the like, the emperor will order the Ministry of Rites to do it."

"Yes, this subordinate will do it."

Su Yao bit her lip slightly, with a look of hesitation on her face: "Master Xiang, do we want to go back to the capital?"

"Yao'er, the teacher and Taoist Wuchen are not the ones who care about the aftermath. We have more important things to do."

"I know, it's just... I just feel that I can't let go."

"When the Huhe tribe is completely pacified, we will go to the graves of the teacher and Taoist Wuchen to offer incense."

"...that's all it takes."

After half an hour, the village chief came over cautiously, with an air of fear all over his body: "I have seen you, my lord..."

Chu Feiyan's breath was cold, and his aura became more and more compelling: "What are you looking for us for?"

"My lord, those men in black on the mountain..."

"The spy of the enemy country has been beheaded and killed, and the customs declaration should be handed over to the government."

Hearing this, the village chief heaved a sigh of relief. It turned out that he was a spy from the enemy country. It is not a pity for such a person to die: "Dare to ask your lord's identity, I don't know how to deal with Taoist priest Wuchen?"

"I am the side-by-side king. I will let people handle the affairs of Taoist Priest Wuchen properly, so you don't have to worry about it."

"Caomin has seen the prince. Daoist Wuchen and Mr. Ning left many books and letters during their lifetime. There are also two letters, which are not specified to whom, but I think it should be for the prince and his wife." Knowing Knowing Chu Feiyan's identity, the village chief's attitude was sincere and fearful.

"Bring me the letter and let me see it."

"Yes."

The famous official followed the village chief to get the letter, and it was soon delivered to Chu Feiyan and Su Yao.

Su Yao took one of the envelopes and opened it to see what was inside, and couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

There was only a thin piece of paper inside the envelope, and the content on the paper was extremely brief, with only four simple words: Well, don't read.

Looking at the familiar notes on the paper, Su Yao couldn't help crying: "Master Xiang, your letter..."

Chu Feiyan showed the paper in his hand to Su Yao. There were also four characters on it, but the handwriting was slightly different.

Well, don't read...

Su Yao laughed softly with tears in his eyes: "The two old men are open-minded."

"Yeah, more open than us."

"Escort them back to the capital as soon as possible. In addition, should we also write a letter to Chen Xi, lest he suddenly learn the news, feel uncomfortable, and cause trouble in the court."

"Okay, I'll start writing."

(End of this chapter)