Rebirth of the silly girl Chengfei

Chapter 134

At this moment, Xiao Shusu's heart beat into his throat.

His chest felt like it had been crushed by a millstone, and it almost split open due to the unbearable tension.

"Miss Zhao, get down!"

It wasn't until the voice sounded that Xiao Sesu was surprised to see that Yu Qingyun, who was closest to the altar, rushed up.

"The ceremony is over, Miss Zhao, get down!"

His intervention made Yu Wangyan sweat and frown.

But for some reason, the lightning bolt slowed down.

Zhao Fangyan was startled, and hurriedly ran towards Yu Qingyun.

"Visit smoke!"

"Fourth!"

The voices of the Zhao family, Emperor Tianying and others were mixed together.

There was still lightning strikes, and there were piercing noises around Zhao Fangyan. The blinding white light forced her to squint her eyes, and Yu Qingyun was getting closer and closer to her.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning hit Zhao Fangyan right in the face.Everyone gasped for it, watching the silver light fall on her clothes.

Zhao Fangyan screamed out, and felt a threatening heat wave coming from her sleeves, the heat seemed to be able to burn her arms.The dazzling white light and the piercing sound in her ears isolated her from the outside world for a moment.

She couldn't see Yu Qingyun, so she couldn't open her eyes under the white light.

The shouts from under the altar were also covered by the piercing sound.Zhao Fangyan closed her eyes, waiting for the moment of death, her mood was so calm that she was inconceivable.

Everyone died, she was the last one, right?
Then, here she is too!

"Miss Zhao!"

Yu Qingyun's voice suddenly sounded in front of him.

Zhao Fangyan opened his eyes, and the expression in his eyes was stunned at this moment, which did not change for a long time.

She stared at Yu Qingyun in front of her in astonishment, before she realized why she was not dead, Yu Qingyun grabbed her by the cuff and ran up.

"Fourth Highness..." Zhao Fangyan called out.

She saw guards rushing up from under the altar, as well as King Jin and His Highness the Sixth Highness. They should have come to meet His Highness Fourth.

But don't they know the danger?
So many people have died under lightning!

She subconsciously looked around, only to realize that during the time when she was stunned just now, those thunderbolts from the blue sky were gone.The altar was as calm as usual, except for the corpses falling behind her, there was nothing wrong with it.

Zhao Fangyan bit her lower lip tightly, and looked at her hand that was struck by lightning.Most of the sleeves were burned off, and her arms were exposed, but her arms were not burned.

She survived.

Should she be happy?Fortunately, she was the only one intact?
"Jianyan!" Empress Zhao's voice came.

Zhao Fangyan walked down the altar in astonishment, and was hugged by Queen Zhao.Empress Zhao had lingering fears, she kept stroking her back, and cried, "Fortunately, you're fine! Auntie is going to faint from fright!"

"Aunt, Fangyan is fine." Zhao Fangyan tried to open his mouth, and finally spoke as he wished.

It's just that the tone was too calm, hearing it in Yu Qingyun's ears, he frowned, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

"Cousin, fortunately you are lucky!" Yu Qingyang came over.

Then came Prime Minister Zhao Zuo and many members of the Zhao family in Huyang.

Anyway, Zhao Fangyan is also from their family, not to mention that if something happened to her, there would be no suitable Zhao daughter to be Yu Qingyang's princess.Right now, the Zhao family is thankful from the bottom of their hearts, but Xiao Sesue didn't look at Zhao Fangyan, but turned around and looked in the direction of Princess Xunyang.

Princess Xunyang has disappeared.

Only King Xunyang was still there, standing on the spot with his elbows folded, his blue eyes were cold, and he looked straight into Xiao Sesu's eyes.

She was terrified for a moment, and quickly looked away, feeling a little more suspicious of Princess Xunyang in her heart.

Not far away, the crazy female Zan Li was still rolling and playing, running away crying and laughing.A group of guards had to stop her with brute force, while her parents grabbed her hands, sighed and cried.

The entire sacrificial group suffered heavy losses, and none of the musicians survived.

No one expected that a quarter of an hour ago, they still walked up to the altar with a smile and yearning for peace; but only a quarter of an hour later, only two of the 49 people walked down, and one of them also went crazy.

The tragedy that happened on this day, many years later, was still talked about by the people of Dayao, like a curse that could not be dissipated for a long time.

When later generations mentioned this incident, they also said that perhaps the major overthrow of the Yu clan later was also related to this incident.

Around Chen Shi, the corpses on the altar were all cleaned up.

Men and women, old and young, are all covered with the same white cloth at this moment, and placed in the spirit palace, waiting to be buried with grand funeral ceremonies after the first seven days.

Outside the spiritual palace, Yu Po was sent back in a state of uneasiness.

Zhao Fangyan was in the Linggong, Xiao Sesu didn't go in, but stayed with Emperor Tianying and several princes.

When such an unbelievable thing happened, everyone felt uncomfortable.

Where did Dayao offend the gods, or did he feel sorry for the ancestors of the Yu family?Why did they refuse to bless the peace between Dayao and the Northern Wei Dynasty?

If this matter spreads to the Northern Wei Dynasty, the peace between the two countries will be seriously threatened.

"Turse." Yu Wangyan called out suddenly.

Seeing that he had something to say, Xiao Sesu quietly followed him a little further away, and whispered, "Wang Yan, do you have any opinions?"

Yu Wangyan said solemnly: "Thurse, you wait for me in the imperial palace for a while, I have something to do."

"What happened?" Xiao Sesu subconsciously felt that Yu Wangyan seemed to know something about this incredible event.

"Thurse, wait for me for a while, and I'll come back to pick you up later." Yu Wangyan didn't explain, but stroked Xiao Sesu's hand, and then left.

He walked quickly, and this reaction made Xiao Sesu more certain in his heart that Wang Yan must know something.

Since he didn't say anything, she didn't ask, and just waited quietly. One day she would know everything.

In the spiritual palace, among the corpses piled up as a whole, the slight sound of embroidered shoes stepping on is very clear.

The maidservants and servants have already retreated, and outside the open hall door, there is a round of red sun rising high, Zhao Fangyan is standing in the hall, the shadow formed by the backlight falls on the corpse covered with white cloth.

She knelt down and lifted the white cloth.

The girl lying under the white cloth couldn’t be more familiar with her, and it was this girl who mustered up the courage to say before the sacrifice: Sister Fangyan, I support you, because I believe in the same things as you!

I thought that there was finally a companion on this cold and lonely road, but she was like a short-lived epiphyllum.

She is dead.

Master is dead.

Friends who get along day and night will never move or speak again.

Xiao Yin is also crazy.

And I still have to go on, struggling uselessly like a trapped animal in Zhao's shackles.

Zhao Fangyan smiled miserably, closed the white cloth, walked, walked, and walked to the deepest corner of the Linggong with vain steps.At this moment, tears could no longer be held back, and those emotions of fear and grief erupted like a volcano.

"Xiaoyin! Master!" Zhao Fangyan cried bitterly.

When she walked down from the altar, she couldn't hold on anymore, but she still held on until now, and finally cried alone in this deserted corner.

She is used to being stubborn and unyielding, and used to laughing in front of others and crying behind others. For the first time, she knew that tears are such an uncontrollable thing, staining her vision, so wanton, every drop is from the heart. sad.

"Fan Yan will not lose...Fan Yan still wants to inherit Master's behest..." She told herself facing the corner, sobbing.

But the tears just don't stop, it hurts!Heartbroken to gouge out bones!The pain is attached to the limbs!The pain was so great that she was unable to maintain her standing position, she slid along the wall and sat on the ground, watching the tears dripping all over the floor, crying heartbroken.

Suddenly, a hand rested on Zhao Fangyan's shoulder.

She was startled, and looked back, but she didn't expect to see Yu Qingyun frowning slightly.

It was rare to see him showing such an expression, but the sunlight outside the hall was too bright, and she couldn't see the color in Yu Qingyun's eyes clearly under the backlight, and could only hear a deep sigh in his voice.

"Miss Zhao, the deceased is dead and will not come back. When you were in Youhe Village, you told me that the dead will turn into stars and live a peaceful life in another world."

"Your Highness Fourth..." Zhao Fangyan hastily raised his sleeves and wiped away his tears.

Yu Qingyun knelt down and said kindly: "Father and the others are still not far from the Linggong Palace. I'm closer to here. When I heard your cry, I came in to have a look. I was on the altar just now. Can you survive?" , I don’t know how much courage is needed. If I were to change it, I would probably be as insane as that Zan Li.”

"Thank you Fourth Highness for your comfort." Zhao Fangyan quickly wiped away tears, "Fanyan is fine."

"Miss Zhao, don't force yourself too much." Yu Qingyun persuaded.

"Fan Yan didn't force herself, no..." She said, trying to make herself look strong and indomitable.

However, she was still not strong enough, and the tears flowed out again involuntarily, and when she tried to control the tears, she cried even more sadly.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry, Fang Yan has lost her composure..." Weeping in grief, she scratched the ground with her ten fingers, and her knuckles were clearly protruding due to the force.

"After all, Fang Yan can't compare to that Miss Xiao San, she can't compare to her stamina, and she can't be that strong..."

"Miss Zhao..." Yu Qingyun's eyes were also stained with the same grief as hers.

He could totally empathize with her feelings.Just like in Youhe Village, those fleeting faces, he has experienced such tragedies before.And he understands even more that Zhao Fangyan has endured more than him.She experienced the horror on the altar, completed the sacrifice with great fear and grief, and personally buried her master and friend... Until now, she has only had time to grieve alone.

Has she always been like this, saving smiles and inspiration for others and tears of sorrow for herself?
"Miss Zhao..." Yu Qingyun's lips curled into a wry smile.

He leaned close to her and comforted her softly: "If you are not used to crying in front of outsiders, you can treat me as a deaf and blind man. Also, please don't force yourself... I will lend you my shoulder."

(End of this chapter)