Chapter 467

The sound of the wooden fish suddenly stopped, and the Dark Jade streamed away. Finally, there was a trace of emotion in his heavy eyes, which was inexplicable.

"What are you talking about?"

"Four palace masters... Miss Sisi is dead!"

The black jade streamer shook his head like a rattle and denied, "it's impossible!"

The light lowered his head and couldn't bear to deceive him. He whispered, "it's all true. If you want to see the fourth palace leader again, go down the mountain with the light!"

Dong! The wooden fish fell to the ground, and the black jade streamed and ran down the mountain without looking back in the monk's robe.

The seventh day after Yao Sisi died was the day of her funeral. The people who saw them off were full of sight. The spectacle was as spectacular as the death of the emperor, or even worse.

The black jade Liuguang, the richest merchant in the world, accompanied him all the way. He personally carried Yao Sisi's coffin. At the same time, Yao Yihang, Yao Shichang, light, shadow, Liu Suifeng, cold wind and water Qiubai also carried the coffin.

Which of the eight people is not a person who can shake the land by stamping his feet, and which is not a dragon among people. Is it Yao Sisi's luck or Yao Sisi's misfortune that the eight people are willing to carry the coffin for a woman?

Zuo pianfan, the foolish fourth Lord, could not bear to blame him again. He lay on the coffin all the way, holding the scarlet coffin, and refused to come down dead or alive. I always repeat this sentence: "Si Si is good. It's not cold to hug. Wake up and look at pianfan!"

Fifteen days after Yao Sisi's death, two men far away in yaochi country went crazy.

East Palace.

"How could it be? How could the girl be poisoned? It must be impossible, it must be impossible."

"Lord, are you okay?"

Dongfeng Po smashed the note and roared, "run a horse, prepare a horse quickly. I want to go to heaven and earth. I will never believe that the girl will die."

"But did you ask?"

The east wind broke eagle's sharp eyes and stared at the housekeeper and shouted, "don't you hear the galloping horse?"

The housekeeper dared not speak any more. He wished he had four legs. He naturally knows the news, but if it is true, it will take half a month to wear the news back. I'm afraid I can only see a pile of loess when I go. He wants to persuade, but he doesn't have the courage.

The palace is in the womb.

"Brother Erhuang, there is news from sister Sisi, brother Erhuang."

The excited voice of Junzi Yan came into Junzi yuan's ears.

Since Yao Sisi left the state of yaochi and got drunk with Dongfeng Po, he stopped wearing red clothes and should wear white clothes, he said‘ Without her, without her, why is he still wearing earthly colors? " If so, he asked the palace people to lock up all his red clothes.

He in white is less flirtatious and more warm and cold.

"Why did you bring Huangmei, and why didn't Hongling bring it in person?"

The Hongling mentioned by Junzi yuan came to replace the red gauze. All along, Hongling personally sent the news, but this time it was sent by Junzi Yan, which made Junzi yuan very strange. The faint uneasiness in his heart for days became more and more obvious.

Junzi Yan stuffed the envelope containing the news into Junzi yuan's hand and shook her head, "I don't know why? When I came to see you, I saw Hong Ling walking around the door. When I went over, Hong Ling gave me this and asked me to send it to the emperor. Then Hong Ling flew away, just like when the ball bit her. The gentleman said the ball smiled very happy. Yao Sisi gave the ball to her before leaving, and Hong Dian followed her Qiu Qiu's children. She's not lonely at all!

The gentleman yuan was more suspicious. He opened the envelope in his hand and took out a piece of paper inside. At a glance, his whole body was shocked and fell straight.

"Brother Erhuang, brother Erhuang, come quickly!"

"Somebody!"

When Junzi yuan woke up, it was late at night. He sat up and quickly put on his clothes, regardless of his father, emperor and mother. His pale face showed an unchangeable determination.

"Yuan'er, do you really want to see her, even if it's just a tomb?"

"Father!"

Junzi yuan bit his bloodless lip, bang! Knelt on the ground, "father, mother, I must go, I must go, I know the responsibility on my shoulder, so please rest assured that I will come back after reading!"

"Bang bang!"

The gentleman yuan kowtowed three times to junwenlin and his mother. He got up, picked up his baggage and walked out.

"Brother Huang, can't you hurry tomorrow morning?"

The gentleman yuan stopped at his feet, looked back at the gentleman Yan and begged, "take good care of my father and mother for my brother."

Say it, Junzi yuan disappeared into the night with a small burden and the machete sent back after the east wind broke.

Junwen Lin sighed and pinched the Queen's wrist. "Don't worry, yuaner will come back."

In this world, only that woman can make yuan'er cry, only that woman can make yuan'er suffer so much, and only that woman can make yuan'er disobey his father for her.

The night does not give everyone black eyes, and the night is also constantly destroying the eyes of some people who have insight into the night.

Whether it's the east wind breaking, or the gentleman Yuan who just rode to catch up, they don't believe it, but they also believe it. They just deceive themselves and others and refuse to accept the display. They are lost, and their sadness spreads like a plague in the night like the smell of death in hell.

It's not worth mentioning for them to be king in the world and power in the government and the opposition. Only she is their concern in this life and the "treasure" they want to have.

Black clothes melted into the night and called in a low voice: "girl, you don't know how sad I am at some time!"

White is incompatible with black, but when he wears it, he is always so coordinated and exudes a kind of suffocation. He always feels that it should be.

"Madam, you will live well. You will. I'll see you now. Wait for me, wait for me!"

In his opinion, the only thing worthy of attachment to power and status is to publicize and block the greedy eyes of other men stabbed at her, and to give her favorite silver.

Three thousand weak waters, I only take a ladle to drink

You die, my heart dies

Life can not be everlasting longing for each other.

Die to keep your soul

A lake, surrounded by fog, can't see clearly. There seems to be colorful glow in the distance, dyeing the fog misty.

Yao Sisi floated on the void and looked at the fairyland in front of her. She wondered whether she was right or wrong. Isn't she dead? Is this as like as two peas, but why is it so similar to that dream?

When Yao Sisi was thinking and putting forward all kinds of speculation, suddenly the fog on the lake dispersed and saw a Wang of green lake water with bright beads under the sun. There was a bamboo house just below her. Yao Sisi suddenly had a strong sense of belonging, as if this was her first hometown.