Reborn Totalitarian Queen

Chapter 889 Yin Shao, don't drive me crazy! (1)
The wheels of the carriage turned fast, and drove out of the dark streets and alleys in the light of the rising sun.

Shilipo was on the outskirts of the west of the city, Wei Heng and Tong Wu stayed behind to deal with the aftermath, and dismissed most of the people. Duanmuqi personally escorted the carriage out of the city.

At that time, the city gate had already opened, and their carriage was dressed in a simple and unpretentious manner, without encountering any obstacles.

After leaving the city, Duanmuqi left most of the accompanying people on standby, and only Yan Hua continued to follow along with a few cronies around Song Chuxi.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, there used to be a wild peach blossom forest in Shilipo, but at this time, only dead branches remained.

This place is said to have bad feng shui, so even pedestrians try to detour as much as possible.

At that time, the mountains and fields were barren.

"Miss, we're here!" The carriage stopped, and Shun Ying and Shun Yu jumped off the shaft to remind.

Song Chuxi didn't answer, it was Baoyin who endured grief and went to open the door.

At that time, Song Chuxi was still kneeling and sitting in the carriage with a calm expression, Yan Yue's face was pale, and she lay motionless on her lap, seemingly sleeping peacefully, but everyone present knew what was going on.

"Miss, it's better to hand over Madam Chengwei to your servant!" Shunying climbed into the carriage, moved Yan Yue's body away from her, and carefully hugged Shunyu out of the carriage.

Duanmu Qi got off his horse one step ahead, holding the whip and staring into the distance.

There seems to be a house behind the hillside in front, but it feels old even from a distance. The roof of the room on the right has even collapsed in half.

"No one lives there, right?" Duanmuqin pouted, looking confused.

Song Chuxi got out of the car with her kneeling numb legs, and turned her head to give Baoyin a questioning look.

Baoyin kept his head down to suppress his emotions, and said in a low voice: "Everyone, follow me."

Shun Ying hugged Yan Yue's body, and a group of people followed her through the sparse dead trees in the peach blossom forest, but saw a towering earthen bump halfway up the mountain behind.

There are no bricks and stones, and there are no tombstones, but everyone can see at a glance what it means.

Duanmuqi and the others were all in a daze, but Song Chuxi gasped and reacted a bit before turning his head to look at Baoyin, "Yes..."

Pang Jing's burial place?

So to say--

Pang Jing is dead?

Song Chuxi knew about the relationship between Su Lan and Pang Jing, but she always thought that Su Lan just reluctantly separated from Pang Jing. If Pang Jing had died long ago, she could hardly imagine how Su Lan could still pretend Cheng remained by Yin Shao's side as if nothing had happened.

Baoyin walked over, grabbed the weeds that had been blown to the grave by the north wind, and threw them away, then walked to the side and stood still, then said: "Four years ago, Mr. Pang came to the capital, and accidentally met Miss on the street. Later, Wu Liangyuan noticed the strangeness. She suspected the relationship between the young lady and Mr. Pang, and wanted to join hands with the crown princess to eradicate the young lady. In order to be able to stay in the Eastern Palace—”

As Baoyin spoke, she began to cry, she sniffed vigorously, and then continued in a more depressed tone: "That day, he stopped the lady's carriage on the way to the palace, and the lady resisted not talking to her." He recognized each other, and even though Mr. Pang didn't say anything at the time, Wu Liangyuan, who was traveling with him, became suspicious. Later, he took Mr. Pang to the Prince's Mansion for interrogation by the hand of the princess, and in front of the young lady, the He killed."

Pang Jing didn't reveal the relationship between Su Lan and him until she died, but she had to watch him being tortured to death in front of her indifferently.

After Baoyin finished speaking, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and ran to the side, covered his face, and burst into tears.

Su Lan and Pang Jing, who knew each other as teenagers, made a lifelong promise to each other after obtaining Mrs. Liao's consent. At that time, Mrs. Liao let Su Lan go with him at ease.

If she doesn't look back, the two of them should still be together happily now, have a pair of lovely children, and live the most ordinary and happy life.

But at a single thought, Su Lan turned into a demon. She not only abandoned him, but also watched him die in front of her eyes helplessly in order to keep the secret of her own life experience and stay in the East Palace to protect Yin Jie.

How would she feel at that moment?
What's more, what kind of mood has she held day and night for the past four years?
I'm afraid-

Life is better than death!
She put herself into hell, and she will never stand up again.

After that day, her temperament suddenly changed, and she used even more unscrupulous means to fight for favor and power in the backyard of the East Palace. First, she designed Wu Liangyuan's miscarriage to fall out of favor, forcing her to jump over the wall and bite Liao Qianhua. child, and she shall not be able to conceive for the rest of her life.

Liao Qianhua also went crazy because of this matter, suppressing concubines and killing the emperor's heir in Yin Shao's backyard.

A bloody storm broke out in the backyard of Yin Shao's mansion, and as for Liao Sulan——

She had no turning back early in the morning to go.

"Miss, the prince will not let it go, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time..." Yan Hua reminded.

Song Chuxi turned around, grabbed Liao Sulan's icy fingers and shook them in her palms, motioning for Shunying to put her down.

Shun Yu handed over the handkerchief, and she did it herself, carefully tidied her hair, and wiped off the stains and blood on her face.

"Miss—" Seeing that she was almost done tidying up, Yan Hua couldn't help urging again.

"En!" Song Chuxi closed her eyes, let out a long breath, and nodded.

When she stood up, Duanmuqi saw that she was depressed, so he went over to help her by the shoulders, and sighed: "Go to the room over there to avoid the wind. You are here, but let them tie their hands and feet."

Song Chuxi did not refuse.

At this moment, the guards have found two iron catalpas from the house to pick up the grave bag.

"Hey!" Baoyin hurriedly stepped forward and stopped, "Don't open the coffin, just bury the young lady next to Mr. Pang."

Presumably, this is also what Su Lan explained. Pang Jing was once the most beautiful existence in her life, but now Su Lan is no longer innocent, her hands are covered with blood, and she is no longer worthy of returning to him. by my side.

Song Chuxi paused, fell silent for a moment, then nodded again, and then followed Duanmuqi towards the house not far away.

The sun was clear and cold this day, but the air was bitterly cold.

Those two standing in front of the broken window in the house still didn't think it would be any warmer than outside.

Duanmuqi tied off his cloak and put it on Song Chuxi's shoulders.

(End of this chapter)