NOVEL NEXT Chapter 313 Crazy
There was no obstruction, and the journey back to the General's Mansion was smooth.
This is all thanks to Qi Jia.
However, the general is carrying a person on his horse!
The general was nowhere to be seen!
Mo Yanjue and Qi Feng headed towards the palace.
The streets on both sides were as quiet as before.
Waves of burning smell drifted over from the direction of the palace!
Qi Feng grabbed a commoner who was in a panic and asked, "What happened?"
The man looked overly frightened, "Dragon Bell! Dragon Bell! Didn't you hear it?"
Qi Feng was dumbfounded, "Wha...what?"
Dragon Bell? They just entered the city and didn’t hear it!
Does it mean that the emperor died?
The man swallowed and nodded, "It's the witch! It's the witch who did it! She was made a noble concubine yesterday, and now she killed the emperor!"
Mo Yanjue's eyes were bloodthirsty, and then he remembered the wooden hairpin!
……
There were instructions on the note, which must have been read by Mu Jiu.
It turned out that there were words left for him by Yinyin.
After seeing those few lines of words, Mo Yanjue's chest felt empty and he could no longer feel any heartache.
His soul was drained and left with the girl named Helian Wenyin.
"The body and mind are filthy, the birth is incompetent, it will be a pity in the end, and she is not worthy of being the general's wife. The request for the next life is just a joke, don't take it seriously. From now on, we will never love each other and never see each other again! Helian Wenyin's last chapter."
From this letter, it is not difficult to see that Helian Wenyin knew that she could no longer bear children, and the two corpses on the morning gate tower became the last straw for her!
Mo Yanjue's eyes were unfocused, and his stiff fingers rested for a long time before he refolded the small piece of paper and put it back into the hairpin, and then he slowly inserted it into his hair.
Qi Feng raised his head, his eyes shaking!
Is that a last resort?
What heartless words!
Princess Chubei and the emperor died together! Are you still irritating Mo Yanjue by writing this kind of letter?
With his usual attitude of not being able to treat Miss Wen's treasure, Mo Yanjue might not be able to bear it!
Qi Feng was worried and wanted to reach out to help him, but saw Mo Yanjue's expressionless face and standing straight!
Qi Feng thought for a while, yes, even a man cannot accept his woman being touched by another man!
This note is enough to show that Helian Wenyin confessed herself and had no face to face Mo Yanjue.
He patted Mo Yanjue on the shoulder, "It seems we don't have to enter the palace, let's go back first!"
Mo Yanjue did not resist, and was gently pulled by Qi Feng, heading towards the general's mansion.
into the night.
In the study room of Bamboo Cinema.
A weak little candle was clearly extinguished.
Akang appeared from the darkness and looked at the general who had his head lowered and stared at the wooden hairpin in a daze, as quiet as death. "General, my subordinates have stolen Miss Wen's remains..."
After hearing this, Mo Yanjue regained his human aura slightly, "Yeah."
Akang hesitated. The remains were almost burnt into black charcoal, only a little bigger. They were crushed into slag and thrown next to the ruins of Yuhua Palace.
The two little eunuchs were guarding it tremblingly, picking it up and making it into human shapes, saying that the Queen wanted someone to whip the corpse! Otherwise, who would want to do this?
Fortunately, Akang arrived in time!
It was a small wooden box that looked like it could hold only two sets of jewelry, but A Kang said, "Yin Yin is here?"
Mo Yanjue stretched out his hand... His cold fingers touched the lock and penetrated through the raised gap...
I groped for a long time in the darkness with broken bones and ashes.
How he wished he could hear that Yin Yin had escaped, and there was a substitute inside...
Unfortunately not.
He couldn't lie to himself, he could feel it, this was his Yin Yin.
Akang looked on and shed tears in discomfort, but Mo Yanjue seemed to have not shed a single tear since he knew that Helian Wenyin had entered the palace.
People around him speculated that he must not be able to stand Miss Wen's behavior! My feelings and heart were broken, and maybe there was only hatred left in my heart!
No one knows what he really thinks.
After Akang withdrew, Mo Yanjue stayed up all night guarding the wooden box.
The candles were burned out, and there wasn't even a charcoal fire in the room. The cold air seemed to still be filled with burning smoke.
A faint ray of light came in through the window.
Unbiased, reflecting the man's red and swollen eyes.
He took a deep breath and carefully covered the wooden box with a soft quilt, "Yin Yin, have you seen our son?"
……
In the streets, people were forced to wear mourning clothes.
Shops were forced to close, and white cloths were hung in front of each house to express grief for the emperor's death.
Mo Yanjue was like a zombie, wandering around aimlessly holding the quilt, "Yin Yin, Qi Huaiyuan died well!"
From the streets to the alleys, from the palace entrance to the city gate tower...
Finally, we returned to the General's Mansion.
The man was tall and dressed in plain clothes. The whole city was in mourning. No one noticed him, and no one knew what was in the quilt he was holding.
Mo Yanjue arrived at the door of the house and saw the boy hanging a white cloth.
"Who told you to hang up?"
The boy's hands trembled and he turned his head, "General? It's... it's the old lady!"
The people in the capital have to do this, and of course the general's office cannot act independently.
"Old Madam?" Mo Yanjue's dull eyes gradually returned to a bloodthirsty look!
"Almost forgot about her!"
With a murmur, Mo Yanjue walked towards the old lady's yard.
The old lady got up late today. At this time, Grandma Wu had just finished washing herself and was preparing for lunch...
In front of the dining table, a tall body with a cold wind suddenly appeared, blocking almost all the light at the door.
"Young Master?"
Nanny Wu's eyelids twitched and she looked nervously at Mo Yanjue's face, her eyes falling on the quilt in his arms that was like a swaddling blanket.
So much has happened this year!
Many changes are related to the old lady!
Several times she tried to persuade her, but she couldn't resist the old lady's stubbornness!
She had to compete with that medical woman!
Something big happened now!
Helian Wenyin ordered Yuhua Palace!
Everyone in the city knew that the emperor favored the remnant of Chubei last night and finally died in her hands!
How sad and ridiculous!
But no one dared to laugh.
Helian Wenyin's desperate behavior was only forced to this point because the old lady reported her and exposed her identity.
The relationship between mother and son has reached an irresolvable point. Could it be that the general is here to raise an army to investigate...
Grandma Wu was about to open her mouth...
"Ah!" A shrill scream shook the servants in the courtyard to the point where their legs weakened.
I saw the old lady covering her eyes, and the black blood couldn't stop spewing out from between her fingers!
"Beast! Oh my eyes..."
No matter how loud she screams, she can't contain the heart-wrenching pain!
All the blood rushed to the eye sockets, and my head was about to explode!
Mo Yanjue remained unmoved and leisurely rubbed the long sword that was still dripping with blood on the tablecloth, as if what was gouged out by the tip of the sword was not a human eyeball, but a bug crawling around the corner...
"These eyes of yours should have been blind! It was Yin Yin who cured you! You are so ungrateful and do things behind people's backs in front of others. It doesn't matter if you don't want your eyes! I will get them back for her today!"
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
There was another trembling cry... Mrs. Mo lost her voice in pain.
She rolled on the spot to relieve the excruciating pain.
Aunt Wu was kneeling aside and at a loss what to do!
Mo Yanjue glanced at the growing amount of blood on the ground...
He turned around indifferently, put away the long sword, patted the corner of the quilt comfortingly, and coaxed him softly, as if he were holding a baby in his arms.
"Be good, don't be afraid, I will take you home."
"Crazy! Ah... the young master is crazy!" Grandma Wu looked at Mo Yanjue's appearance, pointing with trembling fingers at the retreating figure, her eyes darkened, and she fell to the ground.