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Song Yungang shook his head desolately, unwilling to believe it, "This king doesn't believe that the royal father would treat us this way. We are his sons! " Although he said that, his sorrowful tone revealed the fear and despair in his heart. He firmly believed Zhuge Ming's words.

Zhuge Ming looked at the distant Shan Lan, who was staring at him like a giant monster with his chest held high. This, was actually the death of Wen Yi.

Thinking about it, his heart ached so much that he couldn't speak. If he knew about this earlier, he would have forced her to leave the capital and not let her appear in front of Song Yunqian.

At the same time that his heart ached for Wen Yi, he thought of Song Yunqian. How could he accept Wen Yi's death here? He could only hide it from him!

Suppressing the pain and anger that filled his heart, he turned to Song Yungang and asked, "Did Wen Yi leave anything behind?"

Song Yungang shook his head in a daze, "No, there's nothing at all."

Zhuge Ming clenched his fists, "You searched through everything in this place, but you couldn't even find a single thing from her? The body can't be found, her hair earrings and so on, but there's nothing? "

After Song Yungang was reminded by him, he then took out a hairpin from his chest pocket and asked, "Did you find this in the unmarked burial site?"

Zhuge Ming looked at the green hairpin in his hand and felt terrible about it. It was hers, she had been using it ever since she returned to the capital, without any extra hair ornaments.

He stretched out his hand and took the jade hairpin, his throat aching. He turned his face away to cover the tears of the man who was about to fall, but he could not hide the lump in his throat. He said: "I will go back and humbly explain.

Song Yungang said in a low voice, "I won't be able to hide it for too long, she won't be able to return."

He didn't know where the head was, and where the tail was. He wanted to clear up all the thoughts in his head, but he had no idea, so what could he do? What if he couldn't hide it? "Let's not worry about it for now, one day is a day if we keep it a secret.

Song Yunqian found dusk in the capital before returning to his residence, only to see that Zhuge Ming had already returned. He dragged his exhausted body to Zhuge Ming's courtyard and asked: "Did you find anything when you left the city?"

Zhuge Ming raised his head and looked at Song Yunqian. After a day of travel, his clothes were covered in dust, and his handsome face was no longer as carefree as before.

He suppressed the sorrow in his heart and took out a letter and a hairpin from his bosom. "I have seen her!"

Song Yunqian's eyes focused, and quickly took the hairpin and letter from his hand. This letter was folded into several pieces, and after opening it, there were many creases. It wasn't a long letter, just a few words: "Qian, I'll be out for a few days, and I'll come back when you get married. Don't worry about me, I'll be fine!"

"Where did she go? What else did you say? " Song Yunqian looked up at Zhuge Ming, and asked somewhat resentfully: "Why don't you bring her back first? Did she leave alone? Why didn't you bring Qian Shan away? "

Zhuge Ming said: "I found her at a temple. When I found her, she only said that she wanted to calm down for a few days, and even wanted me to tell you that I'm afraid you won't believe it, so I asked her to write you a letter saying that she's safe. She told us not to look for her for the time being. She said she would come back. "

When Zhuge Ming said these few words, he was extremely calm and his sentences were short without any endings. These words had been rehearsed in his heart hundreds of times just for this purpose without any flaws. However, no matter how hard he tried to stay focused, as long as Song Yunqian paid close attention, he could still detect a slight tremble in his voice.

However, Song Yunqian's heart was only focused on the letter Wen Yi had given him. He felt an indescribable unease and guilt in his heart, so he did not pay attention to Zhuge Ming.

Zhuge Ming did not speak anymore, and only went back to the bookshelf to pack up some books, as well as some of the clothes he usually wore in the Duke Palaces.

Song Yunqian looked up at him, "Where are you going to pack up?"

Zhuge Ming restrained his expression and forced out a light smile, "The infirmary has been quite busy recently, I don't think I will be able to stay here for a while."

Song Yunqian did not suspect anything. He paused for a while before asking, "Did she say when he would return?"

Zhuge Ming did not turn back as he used his strong mental strength to suppress the pain in his heart and softly said, "She didn't say!"

Song Yunqian sat on the chair and sighed, "Zhuge, do you think I should endure this?"

Zhuge Ming held onto the book, and turned to look at him, his eyes filled with worry, "What do you want?"

Song Yunqian raised his head and laughed, "What can this king do?" There was sarcasm in his tone.

Zhuge Ming said in a hoarse voice, "The lives of your Queen Mother family and those subordinates of yours are all in your hands.

Song Yunqian sneered, "Sometimes, this king really wants to make a bet with the royal father.

Zhuge Ming frowned: "He can even kill his own biological father, what can't he do? At this moment, you said that you would bet with him. It's good that you won, but you lost? "

Song Yunqian didn't say anything for a long time. Even though he didn't want to admit it, it was obvious that it was the truth.

With a long sigh, he turned and walked out. In King Ning's mansion, there was a happy atmosphere. Red lanterns were hung all over the yard, shining in his eyes. However, they were as beautiful as blood.

Zhuge Ming left the Duke Palace as if he was trying to escape. He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he wouldn't be able to hide the pain that filled his heart, and it would pour out.

At this moment, he was jealous of Song Yunqian because he didn't know anything at all, and he would rather know nothing at all than to think that Wen Yi had gone missing.

The wedding ceremony was scheduled.

Because it was the Ning an report who married his concubine and the empress dowager's final imperial decree, almost all of the imperial court's civil and military officials attended the wedding banquet.

The new person first entered the palace to kowtow and pay their respects to the Ancestor and the empress dowager's memorial tablets, then went to the Hall of Justice to pay respects to the empress dowager, before returning to their residence after paying their respects to the palace.

Qian'er, in the future, she will be a good girl to Yu Zhu, and it's worth it for you to treat her sincerely. As for the things that happened in the past, you should forget about the people from the past, and should put them aside. After all, the people who are alive still need to live a good life in order to not let the people who went there think about them.

Song Yunqian had to grind his teeth to the point of blood flowing out, only then could he endure the pain and disgust in his heart, he knelt and kowtowed, "childrens obeys!" It was just following the decree, there was nothing more to say.

The empress had personally escorted them out of the Hall of Justice. When they arrived, the empress took his hand and said, "Child, Queen Mother knows that this will be difficult for you, but no matter how difficult the days are, you have to continue living."

Song Yunqian acknowledged his presence, turned around, and numbly held his new bride's hand, leaving the palace step by step.

Chen Yuzhu had always been wearing a red veil, the two of them had never seen each other before. On the carriage, Song Yunqian had nothing to say, so Chen Yuzhu did not dare to speak.

That night, Song Yunqian drank a lot. He clinked cups with almost every lord at the banquet, and drank it all in one gulp. Xiao San followed him and helped him drink a few cups, but most of the cups were Song Yunqian's.

Song Yunqian was drunk and was sent to the new room.

Chen Yuzhu sat on the bed with her head covered with a red cloth, seeing that Song Yunqian had been sent inside, she immediately stood up and gave way to Song Yunqian to lie down.

The servants had all left the room, and in the new room, the red candles were burning with a crackling sound. Tears fell from the candles' sides onto the candlesticks, which couldn't be held in any longer, and dripped down along the candlesticks. The pure white marble floor, drop by drop, was filled with red tears!

Chen Yuzhu heard the slow breathing of the man beside her, and a strong smell of alcohol assaulted her nose. She lifted her veil and looked at the man on the bed shyly. She looked at him foolishly. She had never seen him before, she only knew that he was the General Eagle and his achievements were impressive. He was a hero on the battlefield.

She wanted to order someone to bring a hot towel to wash his face, but she walked out in fear of being laughed at by the servants, so she had to take out her handkerchief and wipe his face.

Song Yunqian suddenly opened his eyes. The sharpness in his eyes scared Chen Yuzhu so much that he hurriedly retracted his hand and covered his head.

Even though it was just a single glance, Song Yunqian was still able to see her complexion. He suddenly sat up, lifting up her red hair, the joy in his eyes slowly faded, his disappointment spreading across his face. Chen Yuzhu's head was lowered, not seeing the change in his expression, but instead, he lowered her head and twisted the silk in his hands.

This appearance, was similar to that of Wen Yi three years ago, who was also known as Yang Luoyi. However, there was still a difference when looking carefully, as Yang Luoyi's face was a little more exquisite than hers. When Yang Luoyi married over, she was also so shy and delicate. In her heart, she suddenly thought back to a few years ago, and even drank a lot of alcohol, and could not hide her grief and indignation. Back then, if it wasn't for his carelessness and Yang Luofan's disturbance, both of them would not be like this today.

He spun around and charged out like a gust of wind.

In an instant, he arrived at the Moran Pavilion.

Yang Luofan had yet to go to bed. Tonight, the manor was so lively, she could only sit in a quiet corner and listen to the joyous sounds coming from outside.

She knew that Song Yunqian had gotten married, and knew that the person he married was not Wen Yi. At first, she was suspicious, but after hearing that the one he married was Miss Chen Family, she understood that he could not let go of his sister. It had been three years, and he still hadn't come out.

She had seen Chen Yuzhu before, she looked very similar to her when they were young. However, she hadn't seen her for a few years, and she didn't know what she looked like now either. But no matter what, the outline could not be changed.

She thought about Wen Yi. That pitiful female doctor, had probably been chosen by the Prince because she knew some medical skills. In the end, she still didn't get everything she wanted.

While she was still in a daze, a figure entered the room. Before she could even raise her head, her face was slapped so hard that she lost her head and fell to the ground.

She slowly turned her head, met Song Yunqian's furious eyes, and said indifferently: "Isn't the king marrying today supposed to accompany the bride? "Why have you come here to see me?"