Chapter 305

All the seats were in chaos, except for Qin Mi, who smiled softly, her appearance was even more elegant.

Such two people, holding hands, are afraid that the world will be disturbed.Under the mask, Xiao Yimo raised his lips and sneered, but Yan Xiangxun was surprisingly silent.

After a long while, Su Daiman, who was kneeling on the ground, was relieved, and his pretty face was bit by bit indignant: "I don't—"

Su Guogong said loudly: "The old minister takes the decree to thank you." He cut off Su Daiman's words, knelt down, and obeyed the decree.

This old fox is very careful in his calculations, and he is probably planning not to survive today.Wen Qi smiled but said nothing.

Su Daiman was used to being arrogant, so he couldn't hold back his words immediately: "Father, King Chang Guang is just a useless person, my daughter—"

"presumptuous!"

Wen Qi shouted loudly, Su Daiman subconsciously shuddered, and shut up.

"Insulting the royal prince will be punished for the crime." With a lazy voice, Wen Qi seemed to be joking.

Su Guogong said loudly: "Mother, forgive me." Su Daiman wanted to open his mouth, but was stopped by Su Guogong with a sharp look.

Wen Qi rapped lightly on the desk, casually: "Miss you, Su Guogong's mansion is overjoyed, my palace amnesty today, Su Guogong, please do it yourself."

After today, I will be ashamed!Su Guogong prostrated himself on the ground and kowtowed: "Thank you, ma'am." Then he ordered the attendants beside him, "Take the lady down quickly." Su Daiman couldn't stand up and was carried away by the attendants, but he didn't have the courage to disobey.

Of course, if she had the guts, Wen Qi wouldn't mind adding some 'red makeup' to the big event. She was upset and nestled into Qin Mi's arms, complaining: "Master, I seem to be hungry."

Qin Mi hugged her, put her hands on her belly, and rubbed her gently. Someone who hadn't accumulated food narrowed his eyes in comfort.

At this time, a loud voice preached outside the Duke's mansion: "The newcomer has arrived."

It's noon, and it's time to make a fuss about the great joy.

At this time, outside the Nangong Gate, the palace gate was stained red with blood, and there was a lot of killing.

The black-clothed guards fell down one after another, blood dripping all over the ground, killing endlessly, the blood-stained sword was getting closer and closer, Yan Xiu had no way to retreat.

Concubine Su Zhuang shouted: "Stop!"

Ji Qiubai glanced slightly, the sword in his hand did not stop.

Concubine Su Zhuang tried her best to stand in front of the exhausted Yan Xiu, her face was pale but she kept her composure: "Ji and Su's family are of one mind, who ordered you?"

Ji Qiubai paused for a moment before saying, "Su Nantian."

"You're talking nonsense!" Concubine Zhuang shouted.

Ji Qiubai's expression was indifferent: "He knows the details of the Su family's filth, how can he leave trouble behind."

Cutting the weeds and eradicating the roots, what a ruthless method.

"To sow discord, I don't believe a single word." The Su family...how could it be the Su family, she and Yan Xiu are both members of the Su family, and even have constant blood relatives, she yelled, "I don't believe it, never! "

She staggered and fell limp on the ground. Behind her, Yan Xiu's pupils suddenly widened, the shadow of the sword flashed, and there was a stabbing sound——

"Clang!"

The head fell to the ground, and the blood spattered three feet, staining Concubine Zhuang's clothes, and it was instantly covered in blood.

"Do not--"

She roared, hysterical, at her feet, the head was bleeding, her eyes were still closed, facing her, her body seemed to be pinned, so stiff and numb that she couldn't move, she slowly raised her hand, trembling violently, moving her lips and teeth "Cousin, cousin..." Unknowingly, tears flowed down my cheeks, hot tears hitting the back of my hand.

There were corpses everywhere, but she was the only one alive. The culprits put away their swords and turned around expressionlessly.She fell heavily to the ground, resting her hands on the ground, and felt the blood in her hands, which was still warm. The temperature in her eyes faded little by little, she raised her head dully, with a hoarse voice, and uttered each word with difficulty: "Tell me, what is it?" Who?" She said hoarsely, "Who is it?"

Ji Qiubai's footsteps paused slightly, a thin piece of paper fell from his palm, and he started to walk away.

Concubine Zhuang was unable to stand up, she crawled forward little by little, rubbing the bloodstains along the way, her hands were trembling, the thin piece of paper seemed to weigh a thousand catties, she could hardly lift it.

With just one glance, the paper fell to the ground and landed in a pool of blood.

Concubine Zhuang collapsed on the ground, chuckling: "Heh, heh." From the corners of her eyes, warm tears fell to the ground and melted into her blood. She murmured, "Ji family, Su family, you are so ruthless, so ruthless!" .”

"Hahaha..." Concubine Zhuang laughed.

On the ground, there were only seven words on the red-stained paper: At noon, outside the Nangong Gate, kill...

Those are Su Guogong's notes, it's her brother Su Guogong's handwriting, but she forgot, there is only one person who knows about today's trip, she forgot, forgot to speculate on that cunning woman who has never been organized, forgot everything, I only remember laughing wildly, and I only remember that man smiled softly at her on Hundred Flowers' Birthday that year.

He asked: "Who are you?"

She smiled sweetly: "Nan Rong, Yandu Su Mansion."

The man said softly: "Flying Yannan, Hua Rong, Xie, I don't know the old look." The man said, "It's me, Yanxiu."

Her name was hidden in that poem. At that time, he was still a handsome young man before he became king.After 20 years, things have changed and people have changed, and I can no longer find the gentle man who recited poems back then. The person she loves has frozen his blood.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The empty Nangong Gate reverberated with the woman's mad laughter for a long time.

On the same day, Su Guogong's mansion beat gongs and drums, and firecrackers sounded to celebrate the great joy, and red makeup was spread all over the floor.

"Master, the chaos outside the Nangong Gate is over." Ye Jiu leaned into Wen Qi's ear.

Wen Qi nestled in Qin Mi's arms, put down the teacup, and raised her eyes lightly. Over there, the ceremony officer shouted: "Courtesy, send it to the bridal chamber."

It's a good show, it's over.

(End of this chapter)

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