Murong Yue's death is really strange!

She needs to go back to Qingyan and find out the truth of his death!

Murong Xue turned his wrist and took the soft sword back to its scabbard. The soldiers who were not far away were relieved. They came up and drove song Shizhong, who was seriously injured, to the prison

The evidence of King Rui's conspiracy to oppose was conclusive, and the emperor sentenced them to be beheaded. In the hot sun, the execution ground was surrounded by three layers of inside and three outside.

Gong qianze, song Shizhong, song Shiren, Cang Chengxiang and other related family members and clansmen, men and women, old and young, all wore soap white prison clothes, their hands were bound by back scissors, and they were carried out. Their hair was disordered, their faces were pale, and they walked stiffly. Step by step, they stepped onto the high round stone platform and knelt down on the hot stone surface!

At the beheader's command, the executioners held up their swords and slashed them hard on their necks. In an instant, the blood gushed from their necks, and the air was filled with a huge smell of blood. The black and white heads rolled to the ground

In the twinkling of an eye, the imperial palace of Song Dynasty was famous in the capital city. The ministers were frightened and did not dare to have any more differences. The capital of Southern Xinjiang was unprecedentedly calm

Under the blue sky, a luxury carriage stops on the flat official road, and the light gold sunlight pours on the car body. There is a thin layer of warm yellow halo, which has a hazy beauty.

Gong Qianyu stood in front of the carriage. His hair was like purple gold, and his black clothes were flying with the breeze, just like a lotus flower in the flourishing age.

He looked at Murong Xue and said, "my father has sent an envoy to Qingyan to explain the plot of prime minister Cang to Qinghuang..."

"That's a good thing." Murong Xue smiles gently. Emperor Qingyan is a wise monarch with the dignity and arrogance of a country. Knowing that he has been cheated by Prime Minister Cang, he will be furious. However, the prime minister has been beheaded, which indirectly helps him to avenge his being tricked. His anger will soon disappear: "if there is no accident, Qingyan and southern Xinjiang will cease fighting soon..."

"Yes, in southern Xinjiang, Qingyan will soon become a friendly country, and will not face each other again. Why are you in such a hurry to go back?" Gong Qianyu looks at Murong Xue, her clear eyes twinkle with doubts and bewilderment.

Murong snow smile: "I return to green flame, there is something important to do." Murong Yue has been dead for ten years. The evidence and clues of his death will be less and less. She must return to Qingyan as soon as possible and start to investigate

"Must we go back so soon?" Gong Qianyu looks at murongxue, and her eyes are shining.

"Well!" Murong snow nodded, the matter is more urgent, can not be delayed, she returned to Qingyan a moment earlier, will find more clues.

"Will you come back to southern Xinjiang?" Gong Qianyu said faintly, with little hope in his dark eyes.

Seeing Murong Xue, she could not bear to see her. She nodded and looked at him with a smile: "when I am free, I will come to see you in southern Xinjiang."

"Really? It's a deal. " Gong qianze's pure pupil in the emergence of a smile, bright, shining human eyes!

"It's a deal." Murong snow nodded and said with a smile: "if you are free, you can go to see me in Qingyan. I live in the Marquis of Zhenguo."

"Good." Gong Qianyu nodded heavily and looked at Murong Xue, smiling clean and warm: "I remember the Duke's house of Qingyan Town."

"It's late. Let's go." Ouyang Shaochen's handsome face is slightly gloomy. He comes forward, grabs Murong Snow's wrist and drags her to the carriage.

Beibei is waiting for her in the carriage. When she sees Murong Xue, she barks and pours into her arms. Her snow-white head rubs her dress, which makes her very intimate.

Murong snow gently smile, holding Beibei sat in front of the window, lifted the curtain, looked at Gong Qianyu: "we are going, you take care of yourself!"

The emperor of Southern Xinjiang arranged many ways to govern the country. The king of Rui had already eliminated qianze. He had no strong enemy. No one would have calculated him in secret. With his intelligence, he could definitely become a Ming king of a country and make southern Xinjiang prosperous.

"Take care of yourself and have a good journey." Miyazawa heavily nodded, and his dark pupils flashed with thick reluctance.

Murong Xue pretended not to see it, and gently put down the curtain. She is a green flame. She is going to leave Southern Xinjiang, and Gong Qianyu, the prince of Southern Xinjiang, will be separated sooner or later

No trace to sit in front of the car, a whip, the horse like an arrow from the string, fast forward

The carriage gradually moved away until it disappeared. Gong Qianyu stood on the official road, looking at the direction of the carriage disappearing. He remained motionless for a long time. His clear eyes greedily looked at the place where the heaven and earth met, as if to keep this moment in mind forever and forever.

Since he can remember, there are only two colors in his world: black and white. He doesn't know what people call red, blue, yellow and green. What's more, he can't see how bright the colorful colors are. The people and objects in his eyes are either black or white. He doesn't like such monotonous colors, and naturally he doesn't like talking to them who only have these two colors ……

Until that day, the woman in the light blue dress came into his sight. She stepped up the mountain step by step from the depression, and came to him step by step. From then on, his world appeared different colors!Sky blue, lake blue, light blue, light blue, snow green and water blue are her favorite colors, and they are also the colors he has seen. He likes them very much. They are more bright and bright than black and white

Gong Qianyu looks at the carriage which has disappeared into a little black spot. She smiles at her mouth. She goes away and takes away the color in his eyes. However, she said that she will come back. When she comes back to southern Xinjiang, he will see the colorful colors again

The luxury carriage was running fast on the smooth official road. The carriage was smooth and stable without any turbulence. Ouyang Shaochen took up the teapot, poured a cup of tea, and slowly pushed it to murongxue: "the weather in southern Xinjiang is still hot. Drink a cup of tea to dispel the heat."

"Thank you." Murong Xue said faintly, picked up the tea and sipped it gently. The light fragrance of tea filled the whole mouth in an instant. Her eyes brightened and she sighed in a soft voice: "this tea tastes good. Where did you buy it?"

"It's not bought, it's from Zhennan Wang!" Ouyang Shaochen says lightly!

Murong snow gently quipped: "you and Zhennan Wang's relationship is good!" It's very hot in summer in southern Xinjiang. It's so fragrant, but it's worth a lot

"The king of Zhennan is a man of integrity and magnanimity. He is worth making friends with." Ouyang Shaochen said faintly, picked up the tea and sipped it lightly.

"I know." Murong Xue nodded and his eyes were dim: "so I believed what he said and thought there was something wrong with my father's death."

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