Chapter 198： Xie Jingxiu?

Chapter 198 Xie Jingxiu?

Xie Jing lay down in the temple for three days.

No, in other people's words, that's called mortuary for three days.

The Holy Maiden and Little Liuya also knelt at the door for three days, and they dared not get up no matter who persuaded them. Zhou Yan didn't speak, she didn't dare to move.

Everyone in the holy temple was so anxious that they dared not get up, dare not eat, dare not sleep, dare not drink.

just watched the two kneeling in the rainstorm.

"Sister-in-law, you should eat something. If big brother... big brother... he knows, Kenken will definitely worry about you." Xie Yinghui's eyes were red and swollen, and she was sobbing and dared not cry out.

She never thought that when her sister-in-law took over, her eldest brother was gone...

The support she had in her previous and previous lives disappeared right in front of her.

Xie Yinghui cried and fainted once that day, and until now she is top-heavy and can't believe the truth, looking at the big brother with a peaceful face, lying peacefully on the bed. Don't even dare to take a second look.

Zhou Yanci just lay in front of his bed, neither eating nor drinking, not speaking, and his eyes didn't change at all. With blank eyes and no expression on his face, he tightly grasped his cold hand, as if he wanted to warm it up.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, don't be like this. The child in your belly is almost eight months old. Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about the child. This is the only flesh and blood of the big brother, and the only root of the Xie family. Big brother, he and he I don't know yet, I have become a father." Xie Yinghui bit her lower lip, bleeding out.

Shi Zi stood outside the door, feeling a pain in his heart. Very distressed.

Xie Yinghui, now seems to have fallen into the darkness, struggling and wandering.

Song Laoqi stood in front of the powerless saint and Liu Ya, with a gloomy expression on his face.

"I have notified my first sister to come and deal with it, please explain to her carefully." Song Laoqi sullenly,

As soon as they heard the name of the first sister, the two people who were kneeling raised their heads instantly, their eyes were full of shock, and their faces were incredulous.

The dean knelt on the ground, and suddenly shivered violently. He felt that a dark cloud was covering him, and his whole body collapsed.

What the **** are you telling me, it’s fine if I’m not the protagonist, but now even those big bosses are here? Are you here? !

In other words, my time travel is meaningless...

A stiff yet desperate smile...

Liuya was already crying, and his hand kept twisting on the saint's thigh, and the hurt saint grinned.

Everyone in the temple was puzzled but they didn't dare to ask more questions. It was just that the saintess was tortured and they didn't dare to watch. Kneeling together at the back...

"It's been three days. If you don't bury the corpse, it will stink. I have... I have ordered people to prepare the sarcophagus and the cemetery to see if you will be cremated or buried." The white-robed old man sighed. Although Zhou Yanci's identity was unknown, he looked …

My own saint seems to have stabbed her.

Song Laoqi froze and looked up at the room. Zhou Yanci hugged him silently, not daring to speak.

Xie Yinghui heard a few ears faintly, and suddenly covered her mouth, sobbing uncontrollably. Tears could not stop flowing out.

Zhou Yanci's heart hurt like a knife, and his whole body seemed to be numb.

Song Laoqi stepped forward and exerted some strength to drag Zhou Yanci down who was stiff and numb all over. Shaking her limp body, she straightened her head.

"Wake up, wake up! Have you forgotten that you are not alone now? You still have his only flesh and blood in your stomach, and you will not eat or drink for three days. What about the child? What about the child?" Song Laoqi shook vigorously Looking at her, slowly, the eyes became a little brighter.

The dull eyes and indifferent expression made Song Laoqi and the others feel pain in their hearts.

"I'm sorry, I really didn't know there would be such serious consequences." The saint's voice had changed, and she was as hoarse as an old lady.

This time, it was the closest moment she felt death.

Zhou Yanci's body was a little weak, and it was all thanks to Lao Qi to support her, otherwise she might have fallen to the ground.

"He should go, he has a place to go." Lao Qi hugged her, felt her breathing stop suddenly, and sighed.

Zhou Yanci didn't want to say anything, as if he was enclosed in his own space.

Just followed Lao Qi down mechanically, holding a bowl mechanically, eating without any expression, one bowl, two bowls, three bowls...

It seems that I can't feel full, and I don't know whether I'm hungry or full. It's still Lao Qi who can't see it and snatched her bowls and chopsticks.

"Get a good night's sleep, and take good care of your baby. Leave everything outside to me. I have experience." Song Laoqi has presided over several sky burials, cremation, and burials in the hospital. He has experience.

You ask how the neuropathy hosts? Anyway, the nurse would not dare to look away from the monitoring every day.

I am afraid that someone will be buried again, and what will be burned...

At this time, Zhou Yanci was sitting alone in the house, but his stomach was churning, and he kept humming, as if he couldn't wait any longer.

Song Laoqi never thought of sending Xie Jingxiu's body back to Dayue, the journey was far away, at most he would carry the ashes back.

Picked out a good-looking urn, and made everything ready.

Xie Yinghui chose cremation. It was as if he had come and gone vigorously in his life...

"Let the eldest brother go clean." Xie Yinghui cried and fell into the arms of Prince Ding, almost unable to breathe in pain.

Song Laoqi chose a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and the people in the temple had already prepared everything. The tall platform is full of firewood underneath.

Xie Jingxiu was lying quietly in the center, his body was already frighteningly cold.

"No, no...don't, big brother... big brother..." Xie Yinghui finally couldn't help it, and ran towards the cremation altar like crazy.

"Two people come and catch her!" Song Laoqi closed his eyes, feeling a little moist in his eye sockets.

Shizi hurried forward and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Don't look at it, don't look at it, don't look at it. Huihui, don't look at it, you will have nightmares." Shizi murmured, hearing her heart-piercing cry, his whole body became numb.

The saint had a white face and knelt the whole time. At this time, the knees were already covered with blood, and he was unconscious, but he still refused to get up.

He could not, did not dare.

The people in the temple behind were heartbroken, but they could only kneel down.

"Big Brother, Big Brother..." Xie Yinghui wailed, holding her throat, and finally collapsed after holding back for so long.

Song Laoqi held back his tears: "Huihui, it's been three days. The imperial doctor has been here several times, and he has no breathing, heartbeat, and all signs of life. Did you see that? There is a faint corpse on his body. Spotted..." Song Laoqi had tears in his eyes.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you. What kind of **** saint are you, save my elder brother, save my elder brother. National teacher, national teacher, get out!" Xie Yinghui went crazy, her hair was loose Crying and laughing, shouting crazily with bare feet.

After searching all the classics, the national teacher who found nothing, with his head down, his nails deeply sunk into his flesh, unconscious.

"Light it up." Song Laoqi took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and said softly.

(end of this chapter)