Reborn like a flower

Chapter 340 The Death of Yuelan (1)
Xuanyuan Che raised his brows, he was about to have a fit.

But Su Muyun waved his hand almost invisible, signaling Xuanyuan Che to be safe and not to worry.

She looked at Zhou Ziyuan and Zhang Ningxin with a full smile, "To sow dissension? To draw wages? You two are really a perfect match. Both are so painful, and are so unbearable!"

"I'm telling the truth." Zhang Ningxin said loudly: "You said that I killed your whole family, do you have evidence? You don't, obviously you are jealous that I married Ziyuan, so you..."

"Evidence?" Su Muyun chuckled, "Isn't Fengzhi evidence? She is your personal servant girl. What your personal servant girl said is not evidence, so what is evidence?"

"Such a person who is neither human nor ghost, who can prove that she is my maid?"

Su Muyun nodded, "It's said that dead ducks have a hard mouth and don't cry when they see a coffin. I'm thinking of people like you."

"A person like me?" Zhang Ningxin greeted Su Muyun with a sneer, and said sarcastically, "What's wrong with a person like me? I didn't bully others, and I didn't confuse black and white, and spout blood."

"Put away these shady skills!" Su Muyun shook her head, seemingly exhausted, but also seemed to be dismissive at all. She turned around and looked at Zhou Ziyuan who was staring straight at him from the prison door, and curled her lips. , smiled lightly, "It's useless, no matter how you call it, it's useless. By the way, maybe you don't know?"

Seeing that Zhou Ziyuan frowned and looked over suspiciously, Su Muyun laughed and said, "My lord and I witnessed your wedding ceremony with our own eyes. At that time, although we wanted to witness it, we didn't have a chance to send a word of blessing. At this moment, I will Make it up."

Under Zhou Ziyuan's and Zhang Ningxin's astonished gazes, Su Muyun slowly said word by word: "I hope you will not be lonely on the road to Huangquan, and you will cultivate the fate of the previous life in the next life."

As soon as Su Muyun finished speaking, the surroundings became silent again.

Suddenly, there was a roar.

"Su Muyun, you have to die."

Zhou Ziyuan's bloodshot eyes wished he could make a hole in her body.

"Really?" Su Muyun looked at the man in front of him and smiled coldly, "Unfortunately, you can't see it."

After saying that, he nodded slightly at Zhou Ziyuan and Zhang Ningxin, turned around and took Xuanyuan Che who had been silent all this time, and complained: "This prison smells really bad, it's all you, I can't even say it, You want me to come."

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault." Xuanyuan Che hugged her dotingly, took a snow-white handkerchief and wiped off the sweat stains that didn't exist on her face, and then casually Throw, throw it on the ground, hug Su Muyun and walk back.

If it weren't for the veil on the ground, if it weren't for the ambergris flowing faintly in the air, no one would think that there were traces of someone coming here.

Zhang Ningxin looked at Zhou Ziyuan standing in the prison door like a wood carving, is this the man she loves?After two years of husband and wife, what did he give her?Mrs. Yu's making things difficult, Mrs. Liu's being mean, everything flashed before her eyes one after another.

Zhang Ningxin never hated herself or the man in the prison as much as she did now.

Taking a deep breath, he was about to turn around and leave with all his strength.

"Ning Xin, I know, you hate me."

Zhang Ningxin stopped and looked at Zhou Ziyuan who was in the prison with downcast eyes.

"Yes, I planned everything, you, Su Muyun, are all in my calculations."

"Don't..." Zhang Ningxin wanted to tell him not to speak, but her lips trembled a few times, but she couldn't say a word.She leaned weakly against the fence behind her, staring at Zhou Ziyuan with straight eyes.

"Su Muyun, she won't let you go." Zhou Ziyuan slowly raised his eyes to look at Zhang Ningxin: "Just let me do one last thing for you."

Zhang Ningxin stared blankly at Zhou Ziyuan who seemed to be wearing a mask, "What's the matter?"

Seeing that Zhou Ziyuan was silent, Zhang Ningxin was silent for a while, and slowly stepped forward.

After a stick of incense, Zhang Ningxin silently looked at Zhou Ziyuan in the prison, and turned her eyes to one side, Yue Lan, who seemed to have fallen asleep, frowned, and said softly: "In exchange, Let me tell you one thing too."

Zhou Ziyuan looked at Zhang Ningxin suspiciously.

Zhang Ningxin smiled, "Don't waste your energy, you will never have your own children in this life." In Zhou Ziyuan's sharply constricted pupils, Zhang Ningxin said word by word: "I still remember the day I left the Zhou Mansion Is that dinner?"

Zhou Ziyuan nodded.

"I put something in your drink."

Zhou Ziyuan fell to the ground with a "plop". He looked at Zhang Ningxin with a dazed but puzzled look. He would rather believe that Zhang Ningxin wanted him to kill Yuelan for fear that his previous words would be spread.I don't want to believe it, I don't want to believe Zhang Ningxin's words.But seeing Zhang Ningxin's determined eyes, Zhou Ziyuan lowered his head heavily.

Looking past the figure in the prison door again, Zhang Ningxin stopped her gaze on Zhou Ziyuan's face for the last time, "Ziyuan, I really loved you and gave everything to you."

One month later, at the end of December, the emperor pardoned Zhou Ziyuan's death sentence, but his fame was removed, he was demoted to a commoner, and he was exiled to Mobei, three thousand miles away, and set off immediately.

For a moment, there was an uproar in the capital city, and no one thought that the high-spirited and rare man who managed the world would achieve such a result.

When the news came, it only caused people to sigh, "Youdao is a gentle town and a hero's tomb, and the ancients are sincere and do not deceive them."

Lying with Su Muyun in the back garden of their home, Xuanyuan Che, who was basking in the warm winter sun, raised the corners of his lips and looked at Su Muyun who was curled up comfortably on the imperial concubine's bed like a cat, "Meimei, you are sure to save his life, yes His best revenge? Are you not afraid of his comeback?"

Su Muyun looked at the golden leaves covered by the sun, twitched the corners of his lips, and said softly: "My lord, don't you think that death is the most comfortable thing. Only people who are alive, desperate and helpless, are Is it the most painful?"

Xuanyuan Che vaguely felt that he had heard this saying somewhere, but he couldn't tell who said it.He just doted on his beloved woman smiling so flamboyantly.

Then he smiled and thought: It doesn't matter how he dies or lives, as long as his princess is happy.

In mid-January, Zhou Ziyuan contracted the wind and cold due to his weak body and the harsh environment of the freezing weather. He couldn't bear to rush on the road for several days and died of illness on the way to Mobei. At that time, they had already arrived in Mobei Zhenzhou.

After leaving Zhenzhou and entering Yangguan, eighty miles to the east is Huyan Valley, where the Tatars live.

It was the end of January and the beginning of February when the news reached Kyoto, the Laba had passed, and every household was preparing for the New Year.

After Xuanyuan Che heard the reward, he just raised his eyebrows lightly. He hadn't planned to let Zhou Ziyuan live in the first place, so he died of poverty, starvation and cold, which was considered to be in line with Su Muyun's original intention.

(End of this chapter)