Chapter 275

Miss Jun looked at the fast-moving man ahead.

After walking for a while, a village loomed ahead.

At this time, it is still not far away from the capital, at best, it is only a few miles away.

There are only a few villages in a few miles near the capital.

Now in this direction

Miss Jun stopped to look around and looked ahead.

Lujiazhuang.

Lu yunqi's hometown.

She didn't come here with Lu yunqi, but Lu yunqi told her about it.

He's going to lujiazhuang?

Miss Jun looked at the figure in the misty night.

Where is there a way to deal with Lu yunqi?

What can lujiazhuang do against him.

Miss Jun sighed in her heart.

Lu yunqi lost his mother when he was born and his father when he was ten years old. He had no relatives and friends to protect him. He lived on the royal guards' errand to inherit his father and didn't starve to death. He didn't even have a house in this Lu family village. He didn't take this place as his home for a long time, except for his ancestral grave.

Ancestral grave.

Miss Jun is a little distracted.

Speaking of, after his death, was he buried with his father and mother?

The father was buried with his mother in the Imperial Mausoleum as the crown prince. What about himself? Is it under the tomb of my father and mother?

Miss Jun suddenly thought of where she should go after dawn. Take a distant look at the imperial mausoleum.

Her eyes are a little sour. I don't know whether it's grief or the reason for staying up all night. She suddenly doesn't want to follow Zhu Zan anymore.

After all, he has nothing to do with her.

She looked ahead.

In the sight, it seems that it becomes foggy for a moment, just like a drop of clear water in the middle of thick ink. Immediately, more and more clear water is injected, the night fades, the blue light is misty, and the East is becoming white.

The night passed and the morning arrived.

The figure in the blue light also became clearer. At this time, it was very conspicuous to walk in the wilderness.

He stopped suddenly. Miss Jun hesitated and stood in the thick bush without moving.

He doesn't want to come forward to say hello, so he won't find himself.

He didn't look back, but reached out and pulled off his beard, revealing a smooth and handsome side face in the blue light.

Sure enough, it's Zhu Zan. He's no different from Huaiqing mansion.

He reached out and touched his face. His thick eyebrows frowned, as if he was dissatisfied. Then he rolled up his sleeves, leaned over and rubbed the dew on the roadside vegetation on his face.

Again and again, one after another, several times before straightening up and touching his face again with a satisfied smile.

If there is a mirror at this time, Miss Jun has no doubt that he will take it out and take a closer look.

He really hasn't changed since he left Huaiqing mansion. He's still so inexplicable.

Zhu Zan cut his hair with his dewy hand and stroked his clothes. After last night's scuffle, the folds on his clothes were messy and stained with blood dust.

The wrinkled and messy dust can be removed by patting, but the blood stain is a little troublesome. Zhu Zan wiped a handful of dew and seriously rubbed the blood stain on the corner of his clothes, but the blood stain was more cut and dyed a larger piece.

He patted the corners of his clothes angrily, muttered something, gave up, straightened his clothes, straightened his back, and strode forward again.

Did the man forget that he was still being pursued?

Or is he so sure that the royal guards can't find him?

Miss Jun looked back at her back. Even if no one came after her at this time, who can guarantee whether the net has been opened in front.

This Zhu Zan, ah, will be caught if he is caught. With the Duke of Cheng, the emperor can't really do anything to him. Why make such a fuss? What's the advantage.

When you come to the capital, you can walk. Then the emperor doesn't have to be an emperor.

Is it a headache to have such a son for a wise and excellent man like Cheng Guogong?

Miss Jun looked at Zhu Zan through the bushes.

She didn't keep up, thinking that when he went away, she would turn around and leave.

Zhu Zan didn't go far. He didn't walk as fast as last night. He was elusive. He looked slowly and slowly. He looked left and right with his head, just like a villager who wandered in the morning.

Miss Jun felt that she was very patient under the discipline of her master, but she was also a little impatient at this time.

Or just turn around and go. If he finds out, what can he do? Can only he come to the capital? Can he walk the main road only? It's just a coincidence.

She was about to turn around when she saw Zhu Zan stop at the end of the road.

The road naturally has no end. The so-called end is just that the road turns or goes downhill.

The blue light faded a little more, and miss Jun's vision became clearer. Therefore, in addition to Zhu Zan, she also saw a wooden house beside the road.

Of course, a wooden house will not be built in the wilderness for no reason. In fact, it is not an ordinary wooden house, but a house for guarding the tomb.

Generally, it's good to have a grave head in someone's grave. A better monument will be more exquisite. It is equipped with bright buildings and dark pavilions. Of course, the specifications are much smaller than those in reality, indicating that they are different from those used by living people.

At this time, the wooden house next to Zhu Zan is better than those bright buildings and dark pavilions, which is specially used by tomb keepers.

Only the tombs of princes and nobles are equipped with tomb guards to clean the tomb of the watchers.

Are there any tombs of princes and nobles in lujiazhuang?

The idea flashed. Miss Jun's body was suddenly stiff, and her hand hanging on her side was clenched.

The princes and nobles of lujiazhuang.

She came out from behind the bushes and hurried to Zhu Zan's place.

Her steps were still light and silent, her expression was still calm and easy-going, and she ran forward against the morning light.

Zhu Zan has disappeared at the end of the road.

Miss Jun stood at the end of the road.

She guessed wrong. The end of the road is not a turn or a downhill, but really the end. There is no longer a road ahead, but a cemetery, to be exact, a mausoleum.

There are not many tombs in the mausoleum, only six scattered ones.

The repairs are neat and clean. There is not even a piece of grass. The pines and cypresses in front of the mausoleum have just been trimmed. It can be seen that the tomb keepers here take good care of them.

And there is a tomb that looks very high and new. There are offerings in front of it. Obviously, someone worshipped it not long ago.

Miss Jun looked at the tombstone and could clearly see the words on it.

Nine year old princess Kuang Zhi.

My tomb, it turned out that it had entered the Lu family's ancestral grave.

He was bound by this before he died, but he was still bound after he died.

Miss Jun's vision became a little blurred, and at the same time, the first sunlight in the morning came out from the ground, so she had to see clearly in front of the tombstone.

Zhu Zan was still standing there. He seemed to feel a little restrained, and then carefully took out two small bottles from his arms.

What's he doing?

What's in that bottle?

Is he going to take revenge on Lu yunqi by destroying his tomb?

It's ridiculous. Lu yunqi won't be angry. It's too late to be happy.

Miss Jun watched Zhu Zan dump a small bottle on the stone platform in front of the tomb. Under the bright light of the morning, it seemed to be a mass of dry and rotten leaves.

What's that? Do you want to light a fire?

Miss Jun frowned slightly, and then saw Zhu Zan pour another bottle.

There is dark juice in this bottle.

Oil on fire?

The juice fell on the rotten leaves and the rotten leaves were instantly wet.

No fire, no burning, rotten leaves just spread out on the stone platform.

What is this?

Miss Jun's thought flashed again, and then she suddenly stared and opened her mouth.

The withered grass and rotten leaves turned red and stretched like a big red flower.

No, it's a flower.

Miss Jun knows the flower, but she has never seen it with her own eyes.

Northern sand birch.

This is a flower that only grows in the north of the town. It blooms on the cliffs. When in full bloom, it looks like a fire on the cliffs, but it withers immediately after being picked. It is said that it can be kept bright and lasting only by being nourished by human blood.

So many people there use this kind of flower to express their feelings for their loved ones, take it off, cut their hands, shed blood and dedicate the flower to the people they like.

When she was a child, she was very curious about this legend. She also turned over books or asked people she had seen to draw it to her.

And she also wanted to personally verify whether it was really nourished by blood. As long as her father said a word, even if it took thousands of difficulties, it could be sent to the capital.

However, her father was strictly educated by scholar bureaucrats and was kind-hearted. He would never allow her to do such absurd things. On the one hand, he didn't like blood and on the other hand, he didn't like to waste people and money.

But she's just a child and can't handle so many things.

Then she was kicked down and beaten from the wall of Duke Cheng's house. Then Duke Cheng came to visit. Then she asked Duke Cheng to secretly send her one at the right time for her to see.

Then she left the capital to the south, and then she never saw Cheng Guogong again. Then her father and mother died, and then she died.

She had forgotten about it herself and had seen the flower until now.

The flower was picked up by hand and left Miss Jun's sight.

Miss Jun looked at the man with the flowers.

Zhu Zan raised his hand and the flower fell steadily and accurately on the tombstone.

At this time, it can be picked from the ground like a fresh drop of sunlight, and then it can jump out of the fresh flower.

He crossed thousands of miles from the north.

He escaped the escort.

He hid and ran north and south.

He changed his name and changed his appearance.

He broke into the capital, killed royal guards and rushed to the city gate.

He walked through the night and the morning dew cleared his face.

Just to hand over a flower in front of this tomb?

Miss Jun stood where she was. She seemed to be dazzled by the sun and couldn't see anything clearly.

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Thanks to the ice in the south for a dozen spirit beast eggs.

Thank you for your indifference to the dust and smoke and your appreciation of fairy flowers

Thanks to Polaris hxl, zize's heshibi.

Thank you, (づ￣ 3 ￣) づ╭ ~