Fourth Lord's Black Moonlight Queen

Chapter 69

"In addition, there is a mysterious force that is also searching for Miss Jingui's whereabouts. It is still unknown who is behind this force."

"But now that we have faked Miss Jingui's death, I think those people will not pursue it any further."

"Young master, the year is approaching, do you want to go back to Chengdu mansion? I'm afraid it won't be in time for the death of the lord." Tang Liuying paused.

This back and forth can only take four months at most, and now he has erased all traces of her existence in this world, there will be no other threats, and her father's death day cannot be delayed because of anything.

"Let's go now~"

In the capital city, inside Sibaile's mansion.

"Master, when the slaves arrived, Miss Jingui had been killed by horse thieves from Yandang Mountain for many days. They threw her body in the valley. She had done an inspection by her. She had been bullied during her lifetime."

"These are the things the servant found from the den of thieves. They look like things from the palace, and they must be the relics of Miss Jingui."

Ma Qi tremblingly put the burden in his hands on the table, not daring to look at the stern and cold face of the fourth elder brother.

In the past few days, he had already sorted out all the matters, and everyone talked about it, and the news of the few people who had been arranged by him in the trial marriage would definitely not be wrong.

There are also Madam Su, Su Peisheng, and even the servants in the Palace of Compassion and Peace and Palace of Zhongcui, who have criticized her quite a bit.

He pushed everyone away, not daring to see what was in the package, Su Peisheng said that she even wanted to take the relics left by Empress Xiao Yiren for herself.

He hesitated for a moment, finally gritted his teeth and opened the bag, heh, except for a few old clothes she often wore, most of them were luxurious silk and satin, no wonder they were targeted by horse thieves.

"Su Peisheng, take these things out and burn them."

"Let Ertai and the green battalion stationed near Mangdang Mountain inform them to clear up the bandits nearby and show their heads to the public!"

"Slave obeys~"

"Master, my concubine cooked some Laba porridge, try it out."

Ulanara Suxian stepped into the study lightly, and put the cooked Laba porridge in front of Yinzhen.

"Knowing that my father doesn't like to eat too sweet and greasy food, I use high soup to enhance the freshness, and what I cook is jasper porridge with shredded chicken and shrimp paste."

Ulanara Suxian sent the porridge to Yinzhen affectionately.

He frowned slightly, and immediately took the porridge bowl.

"Grandpa can come by himself."

"My lord, Guan Juxuan's wintersweet is in full bloom. Tonight, do you have the pleasure to take a night tour with my concubine holding a candle?"

This Guanjuxuan was originally a courtyard he personally designed for Li Jingui, and various rare camellia varieties were widely planted in the courtyard, but he didn't want to be favored by Ulanara Suxian.

Now this Guanjuxuan is the residence of Fu Jin, she moved the camellia to the remote Yixinzhai, and then transplanted a whole piece of wintersweet and pink peach.

How could Yinzhen not know the meaning of Ulanara Suxian's invitation to Guan Juxuan, but when he thought of that fickle woman, his heart ached.

"Master, I heard about sister Jingui's experience, and I want to ask for a favor for her. Now that her body cannot be buried in Nanshan, I want to choose a feng shui auspicious place for her to be buried."

"It's all because of my poor health. If I forced her to stay in the palace back then, I wouldn't let her suffer such misfortune. I'm guilty~"

Ulanara Suxian covered the latest Ai Ai with a handkerchief and said, with tears in her eyes.

"woo"

She suddenly frowned, clutched her heart in pain, and leaned on the table weakly.

"Your wounds haven't healed yet, so don't be overjoyed and sad, it's up to you."

Yinzhen showed a look of guilt, if Suxian hadn't blocked the fatal sword that day regardless of his life, he might have died in Huangquan long ago.

The doctor said that if the sword was stabbing half an inch to the left, Hua Tuo would be helpless even if he was alive, and he owed Suxian his life.

(End of this chapter)