Leftover women crossing the harem: competing with the king for the world

Chapter 74 Wedding Banquet or Funeral?

There was a person sitting on the bank of the moat. She was still staring at the river, sitting from the time when her clothes were soaked until the clothes were dried, from noon until the sun was late.

The sun setting in the west elongated her shadow obliquely, there were a few sunset clouds in the sky, and tired birds occasionally returned to their nests in the sky.

Walking slowly from the lower reaches of the river was a tall and tall man, his steps were extraordinarily calm in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Lin Zhishi stared at Yu Beizhou, who was getting closer and closer, until he came to him, and saw him shake his head slightly, and her eyes were filled with disappointment again.

Can't find it, still can't find it, it will take a whole day, even if the possibility of being alive is zero, then... what about the corpse?

Can't even find Xiuchi's body?

Outside the west city gate, two sedan chairs hurried towards Lin Zhishi.

It was Yu Ziluo and Qian Wang Wenxun who came.

Yu Beizhou looked at the two sedan chairs approaching, stretched out his hand towards Lin Zhishi who was sitting on the ground, and said, "It's the emperor, here to take you back to the palace."

Lin Zhishi raised his head slowly, his eyes fell on his hands, his fingers were beautiful, slender and clean.

After staring at his fingers for a long time, Lin Zhishi raised his hand to hold his hand and stood up with his strength.

She wobbled a little when she stood up, and Yu Beizhou reached out to support her. She held his hand very hard, and when she let go, there was a row of fingernail marks of different shades on the back of his hand.

"Queen..." Yu Ziluo got down from the sedan chair with a worried expression on his face, seeing her walking towards him step by step with a bleak expression, a burst of sadness flooded his heart.

Lin Zhishi took a few steps, then slowly turned his head and looked at Yu Beizhou with grief, "You should have saved her, you should have saved her first..."

Xiuchi is a woman like a Buddha, with a gentle and kind heart, she has been pure and ascetic for so many years, and she has been serving incense and lighting candles in the Buddhist hall for so many years, and now... now she has come to this end——

She stared at his face for a moment, the grief on his face was not lighter than hers, but more forbearing than hers.

(End of this chapter)