The blind concubine married the prince, don't stand in the way

Chapter 127: Chapter 129: On the day of Lan Zhen's death, buy a murderer to kill

The second day, November [-]th.

Chu Yin left the other courtyard early in the morning without knowing where he was going, and did not bring Fu Yue with her. He only told her to stay in the other courtyard and not go out, and left Chu Qing behind to protect Fu Yue.

Then, he went out all day, and when he came back, it was almost dark.

He didn't say anything.

It was rare for Fu Yue not to ask too many questions. She felt depressed and uncomfortable for no reason. She obviously had nothing to worry about, but she was still in a very low mood.

That night, neither of them spoke much.

It's night, cum city.

Prince Qing's Mansion.

A hundred years ago when the Great Qin Dynasty was founded, Nie Yu, the first great general who founded the country, made great achievements and was named king. In its heyday, Prince Qing’s Mansion lived up to the emperor’s favor. Generations of loyal monarchs garrisoned the northern border, keeping the peace in the northern border of Qin State for a hundred years. Together with the Prince Chu’s Mansion and the four major prince’s mansions, it performed a century-long story of harmony between monarchs and ministers with the royal family. .

The area occupied by King Qing's Mansion is the largest among all the mansions in Jicheng, almost half of the imperial palace. It used to be beautifully decorated with carved beams and painted buildings, full of guests, but now, it has been reduced to ruins, overgrown with weeds, where no one has stepped on. .

It should have been 13 years ago, and it is exactly 13 years today. At that time, rumors of King Qing’s collusion with the enemy and treason had spread throughout Daqin, and Prince Qing’s mansion had been surrounded by the Imperial Guards sent by the emperor, but it suddenly caught fire in the middle of the night. A raging fire broke out, as if the sky was going to destroy Nie's house. It was snowing that night, but the fire was getting bigger and bigger. The imperial guards and the people around couldn't put it out. It burned like this for one night, and all the people inside were burnt to death, and no one survived. The Qing Palace was also reduced to ruins overnight, burying the lives of more than 400 people in the Qing Palace.

Over the years, the emperor seems to have forgotten about this place and refused to let people dispose of it. It was left in such a deserted state. People said that this place is haunted all the year round, and the surrounding people have moved one after another because of this, resulting in the dead silence around Prince Qing's mansion. A large piece of it, invisibly, makes people feel weird and gloomy, making people daunting.

Now, there is a shadow standing in the gloomy ruins in such a deep night. Although there is no light, but because of the heavy snow tonight, the ruins on the ground are covered by heavy snow, and the snow white and the night set off each other. Therefore, that shadow The black shadow standing in the white is extremely eye-catching.

Yan Bugui has been standing here for two hours. From the dark to now, the cold wind and heavy snow are blowing, but he has not been moved in any way. He is like a mountain, standing there motionless. The snow has already covered him. Past his feet, almost to his knees.Looking at it vaguely, it only makes people feel endlessly sad.

Every year on this day, he would come here, one stop for one night.

Tonight this year is colder and snowier than usual.

It seemed that the whole person was numb, but it wasn't because he felt cold or tired. It seemed that he was just a puppet without consciousness and soul.

But he himself understood that he was not unconscious, it was just that the pain was so painful that he was so numb that it was difficult to even breathe, no matter how cold it was, he couldn't numb his heart.

When he went out with his father, it was fine here. His mother earnestly told him and his father and brothers, and his sister always acted like a baby so unhappy to let them return safely. There was always a deep look in their eyes. He remembered that time, Zhen'er also said that when she grew up and there was a war, she didn't need to send them to fight, but went with them. At that time, she was rarely reprimanded by her father.

Before leaving, Zhen'er said that they must come back before her birthday. The birthday gift she wanted was for them to come back safely. But since she was a child, they have fulfilled all the requirements and conditions that she raised. Only that time, they all broke their promises.

And she didn't live until her tenth birthday, so she ended her life that should have been smooth and worry-free in the most tragic way.

Yan Bugui thought about it, and in the dark night, his shoulders suddenly trembled faintly, and his breathing became suppressed and rapid.

After a while, he moved his steps with great difficulty, dragged one footprint after another, walked among the ruins for a long time, and finally came to a certain place, stood there, and stood still again.

Now that there is so much snow, the surroundings are covered by heavy snow, and the ruins that were originally burnt down, in fact, they can no longer see what they used to be, and can't tell where it is, but he can tell where it is. In each location, I remember what the epidemic situation was like, and naturally, I also remember that the place where he is standing now is the place where Zhen'er lived before his death, Lan Zhen Pavilion.

Because she is the only daughter of the Nie family for a hundred years, Nie Lanzhen was raised in the hands of everyone in the Nie family. As their grandmother, the old concubine of Jicheng, who was once known for her strong, unreasonable and eccentric temper, took this granddaughter seriously. More important than anything else, so as soon as she was born, the old concubine ordered people to build a large building, demolished the original four courtyards, and built Lan Zhen Pavilion. Lan Zhen Pavilion is the largest residence in Prince Qing's mansion, and it is also the most magnificent and exquisite. Now , but like other courtyards, it was reduced to ruins.

Those laughing voices that had been buried by time and fire rang in his ears as if they were happening right now.

Yan Bugui suddenly covered his ears, squatted down, half of his body was embedded in the white snow.

After a long time, he stood up, raised his feet with difficulty and walked to a tree not far away with only branches without leaves, raised his hand, and gently stroked a bare branch above his head.

Nie Lanzhen's name Zhen is Yintongzhen, which means treasure, while orchid is taken from magnolia flower, which means bravery, elegance, beauty and nobility. Her deepest love and prayer, therefore, Lanzhen Pavilion used to plant a lot of magnolias. After the fire that year, the magnolias in Lanzhen Pavilion were all dead, but for some reason, the next year it grew here. A magnolia tree has grown like this year after year, no matter how much wind blows rain, how much cold wind and heavy snow, this tree has grown tenaciously, and now this tree has grown into a big tree, The unyielding uprightness is here.

Yan Bugui felt that the existence of this tree somehow represented Zhen'er.

This yard is where mother and Zhen'er died.

"Zhen'er, don't worry, brother will definitely not let anyone take away what belongs to you..."

What belongs to you can only be yours, even if you die, no one has the right to take it away!

Yan Bugui held the branch of the magnolia tree in his hand, slowly closed his eyes, his shoulders trembled again, his breathing became short and depressed again, with a slight choking...

Yan Bugui was immersed in deep pain, he didn't notice that there was a figure standing behind a rockery some distance behind him, vaguely seen, it was a woman.

The woman just stood there quietly, looking at the shadowy figure over there...

Yan Bugui stood among the ruins all night, and when it was almost dawn, his legs and feet were already numb.

His body was also covered with a thick layer of white snow, but he didn't feel it at all. He walked away from here step by step with difficulty. When the gray sky dawned in the morning, his figure disappeared into the alley.

He went back to the back courtyard of Pinxiang Building, where he lived.

His subordinate Suzaku was already waiting for him.

It was a neat and elegant looking woman in black clothes. When she saw him, she immediately stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "See the sect master!"

All the way back, Yan Bugui's legs and feet slowed down, and there was no difference in his walking posture, he just sat down and asked indifferently: "What's the matter?"

Suzaku hurriedly said: "Two days ago, Qinglong received a business order in the northern border. He couldn't make up his mind, so he sent a message and let the sect master decide!"

Yan Bugui was stunned for a moment, and then asked directly: "Who placed the order? Who are you going to kill?"

Suzaku thought for a while, and said truthfully, "King Qiyang of Northern Liang bought the lives of King Chu and his wife with 10 taels of gold!"

When Yan Bugui heard the words, his eyes exposed outside the mask suddenly shrank: "Who will kill?"

Suzaku replied again: "His Royal Highness King Chu and Princess Chu!"

Yan Bugui narrowed his eyes suddenly, but didn't speak, just sat there thoughtfully, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long while, he asked inexplicably, "Are you sure Fang Xu personally placed the order?"

Fang Xu, the current king of Qiyang in Beiliang, and the previous king of Qiyang, Fang Xu's father, died at the hands of Chu Yin.

Suzaku didn't answer, but said: "This is the letter from the eagle sent by Qinglong, you should read it!"

As he spoke, he handed the note in his hand to Yan Bugui.

　What is Fang Xu's male number?
　　Cough cough cough, it's going to be cruel anyway!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)