Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 213 – What to do if you missed the auspicious time

"She did come to mourn your father last night, and then she left the Palace of Eternal Life. You checked everyone, but did you find her?"

"If not, I will send your father's Aurora Palace out of the city. If the auspicious time is missed, what should I do!"

"Search!"

With Sikong Que's order, the imperial guards began to rummage through boxes and cabinets, searching for all places where people might be hiding, and even the carriage where Jianzhang Emperor Sikong Yaotu Palace was placed, patrolled back and forth for a long time.

"Que'er! Have you searched enough? It's really about to miss the auspicious time!"

"Emperor Aunt, don't be impatient. There is one more thing. If I haven't found her after searching, you can leave!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his saber, circulated his internal energy, and slashed at the inner and outer coffin lid that Emperor Jianzhang had already sealed.

"Queer!!"

Holding the spirit card of Emperor Jianzhang in one hand, Sikong Yu rushed to Sikong Que with a stride, and slapped Sikong Que hard.

"That's your father!! That's your father!!"

She grabbed Sikong Que's collar in grief, her eyes were about to burst.

Sikong Que remained expressionless, and only stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Come here, move the deposed emperor to the new Aurora Palace that I brought, and transport this old coffin, together with the carriage, back to the palace!"

At this moment, Sikong Yu was already furious, she held her forehead, almost fainting.

He could only watch Sikong Yao's corpse being forcibly stuffed into the new Ju Palace by the palace servants without the dignity of an emperor.

"Huang Aunt, hurry up, or you will really miss the auspicious time, and I still have things to deal with, so I won't send you away!"

He personally drove the empty old coffin, without turning his head, and galloped back towards the palace.

After Sikong Que walked away, order was restored at the south city gate. After Sikong Yu led the funeral procession out of the city, the people in the city also began to line up in an orderly manner, preparing to leave the city.

The guards of the Jiumen Admiral's Mansion, who were in charge of guarding the south gate, discovered that their young commander was particularly diligent today, rushing to help them check the people entering and leaving the city gate.Especially for the team going out of the city, she personally checked it.

At this time, in the queue out of the city, a bearded man with a few pieces of dog skin plaster on his face was holding a young woman with a slender waist, but when the young woman turned her face, those street people who smirked were all staggering. .

This young woman is really a killer from behind, her face is covered with dense moles, which makes people panic.

When it was the turn of the young couple to go out of the city, Zhan Ying began to question him routinely:
"Name! Age! Where do you live! What are you doing out of town?"

"Li Taisui! 21! I live in No. 170, No. 25, Dinghao Lane, Zhuque Street, Cangyun City. This is my wife! Chen Lihua, she is [-] years old!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, I can't see that your taste is so unique, okay, okay, let's go out of the city!"

Zhan Yingwen waved his hand impatiently, signaling them to leave quickly.

Only then did she see the husband and wife walking out of the city hand in hand, and after the figures of the two of them completely disappeared from her sight, she pretended to interrogate a few more people, and then regained the lazy appearance of the second generation ancestor. The position was returned to the soldiers.

And her back was already drenched in cold sweat.

Sikong Que drove the carriage as if entering the land of no one, and drove straight into the cold palace. At this moment, he jumped off the carriage and stared angrily at the empty coffin on the carriage.

"Li Qingmei! Get out of here!"

His answer was deathly silence.

He drew out his saber, and stabbed fiercely into the hard coffin made of golden nanmu.

"Get out! Did you hear me! Are you just so unwilling to be lonely! Who do you want to go to? Xingye Nan! You slut!"

Although he roared and roared with unbearable resentment, his hands did not live up to expectations and did not dare to use a lot of strength.Even the tip of the sword didn't dare to pierce too deeply.

Until the heavy coffin was almost cut into a sieve by him, and he didn't see anything suspicious, he was sure that Li Qingmei was not in the coffin.

"You pushed me into hell, and you just want to get away by yourself! You are dreaming! If you want to hurt, let's hurt together!"

After a loud bang, the coffin riddled with holes was turned into powder by the final fatal blow of Sikong Que's internal force.

"Come on! The whole city is under martial law! No! With Cangyun as the center, within a hundred miles around, all are under martial law. Only entry is allowed, no exit is allowed!"

He kicked open the door of the cold palace, walked to the desk with ease, and drew Li Qingmei's portrait himself.

Her eyebrows and eyes are all too familiar in his mind, and within just a cup of tea, the woman he loves and hates comes alive on the paper.

(End of this chapter)