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Chapter 404 Something happened

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    Liu Changben was silent for a while and sighed:

    "No. After the death of the king, you treated me very seriously and treated me with courtesy. I am very grateful."

    Prince Zhongxin smiled faintly and did not mention anything else. Instead, his eyes fell out of the window again:

    "Look."

    He clenched his hands into fists, with only his index finger and thumb stretched out, pointing out the window:

    "I know exactly when it will get dark at night and when the sun will rise in Xijing in the morning." It was still dark at this time, and when I looked out of the window, I could still see the moon hidden in the gray mist, hazy.  There was a mist outside, and the shadows of the branches and houses looked like demons with fangs and claws in the mist.

    "Since my innocence has passed away, I have never slept peacefully in such days and nights." He turned his head and spoke word by word:

    "The revenge for killing my son has not yet been avenged. My son's face from that day comes into my dreams every day and every night, asking me why I haven't avenged him yet!" His tone became more and more serious, and the venom in his eyes became more and more serious:  "Every day since his death, the princess has shed tears. I often look at this night and wonder how time passes so slowly."

    A few years ago, he was still very high-spirited, but since his son died, he has aged a lot day by day.

    Liu Changben moved his lips and sighed. Looking at the red eyes of Prince Zhongxin, he couldn't say a word.

    "My father made great contributions to the Tang Dynasty, or the Yan family did not treat him well." Prince Zhongxin said bitterly: "I have guarded Xijing for the Tang Dynasty for many years, but the emperor is always on guard against me, and Zhuzi even dares to kill me.  Son, if things continue like this, won¡¯t the Yan family just take my head if they want?¡±

    Now, Yan Zhui, a young boy, dares to be so arrogant to him, kill his son without telling him, and insult him in public.

    It is tolerable, but what is intolerable?

    "That being the case, no matter whether it's mountains of swords or seas of fire, I'll give up this skin and stay with you."

    Prince Zhongxin was in tears.

    ? Next, everyone in the room swore one after another. These people were all old ministers from the time of the old Lord Zhongxin and were loyal to the Ling family. Lord Zhongxin nodded and smiled in unison as he listened to everyone's oaths.

    It was not yet bright, Fu Minghua was leaning on a chair and squinting. When everything was silent, a scream broke through the quiet morning, frightening the palace attendant who had originally taken the ointment to pick it in his palm. His hand shook, and the ointment was  The bottle fell to the ground and broke into pieces with a clang, and the light pink transparent ointment inside spilled all over the floor.

    Wearing a ginger-colored skirt and brown half-arms, the palace servant knelt on the ground, not even daring to beg for mercy.

    Fu Minghua was awakened by the sound of breaking a porcelain bottle. His sleepy eyes were blurred, and he asked softly:

    "what happened?"

    When he heard the fierce female scream, Bilan had already exited the hall and went to inquire about the news.

    Biyun took out a new bottle of ointment, poured some out and spread it evenly in her hands. Then she gently put her warmed palms against her face and coaxed softly:

    "Bilan has already gone to inquire about it, please be patient again."

    Her fingertips gently pressed on both sides of Fu Minghua's forehead, causing her originally frowning eyebrows to gradually relax, and she called out to the palace attendant on the ground: "Get up."

    With a look of gratitude on the palace lady's face, she hurriedly picked up the broken porcelain and the ointment with a handkerchief, and went down to clean them up.

    Biyun¡¯s pressure was moderate, and Fu Minghua quickly relaxed.

    She tilted her head again after a while, leaned against Biyun and closed her eyes to rest. Bilan came back about a quarter of an hour later. The clepsydra in the corner of the hall made a dripping sound. Bilan was breathing heavily and walking hastily. It was obvious that something big had happened.

    After entering the inner hall, she saw that Fu Minghua was still leaning on Biyun, and her eyes lit up. She walked quickly towards Fu Minghua, gasped in her ear, and said:

    "Sun Shiniang is dead."

    This news was somewhat unexpected by Fu Minghua.

    After hearing the screams, she speculated that something had happened, but she never thought that Sun Shiniang was dead.

    Fu Minghua sat up, feeling something was wrong, and took off the hot veil on her face. In the mirror, her complexion was white and rosy, and there was no trace of her skin color after not sleeping well all night.  pale.

    "Is Sun Shiniang dead?"

    She asked, and Bilan nodded and whispered in her ear:

    "When I left, the people from Sun's Lefang were already surrounding Jifang Garden."

    Where is the sun from last night?In a temporary resting place for the people of Lefang, Sun Shiniang died in Jifang Garden where almost everyone was her own. If it can alarm everyone, it must be an unusual way of death.

    As expected, Bilan continued:

    "Her throat was cut. I heard that blood was scattered all over the room, and half of her neck was cut open." When Bilan said this, she lowered her voice: "I heard that it was used to cut  The long swords in her throat are the pair of swords she danced with last night."

    As soon as these words were spoken, Fu Minghua frowned even more tightly, and a suspicious thought came to her heart.

    After Sun Shiniang performed her performance last night, she glanced at her with a confused expression. At that time, she was thinking of finding an opportunity to check Sun Shiniang. Unexpectedly, she drank wine and woke up after being drunk.  Then I heard that she was dead.

    The sword she used to perform her skills cannot kill people.

    The so-called sword is indeed as its name suggests. It is inlaid with gorgeous gold and silver ornaments and is extremely valuable.

    The sword used for such a performance is not very sharp, especially when the performance is in front of the Changkong Hall and Emperor Jia'an is also present.

    Fu Minghua saw the scene yesterday very clearly. Even the long sword in Sun Shisanniang's hand was unedged.

    "Using such a sword to kill people, I am afraid that the person who was tortured must have suffered enough pain before dying, and died of despair.

    Fu Minghua pursed his lips, looked at Bi Lan leaning against his ear in the mirror, and asked softly:

    "Didn't anyone notice anything strange?"

    There are many people in Sun's Music Studio in Jifangyuan, and Sun Shiniang is not a weak woman. She has practiced sword dancing for many years, and her body is flexible and strong. Ordinary scholars are probably no match for her, let alone her standing stupidly.  He was allowed to be slaughtered, but he didn't make any sound.

    Bilan shook her head:

    "No."

    This is the strangest thing. Sun Shiniang died so tragically, but she seemed to be silent before her death. No one knew anything happened to her at all.

    It was this morning that Sun Siniang discovered that it was already getting late, but she still didn¡¯t get up. She felt surprised and wanted to go to her room to take a look, only to find that she had an accident. At that time, Sun Siniang screamed loudly.

    "When the slave girl left, Sun Siniang was still a little crazy, as if her soul had left her body, and she screamed when she saw anyone."

    At that time, it seemed that Sun Shiniang had not completely died, but she twitched several times in front of Sun Siniang, and then she gradually died.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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