"Sang Ning's" body was put back into the coffin.
After seeing this, Sang Qi cried and fainted again.
He fainted all night.
Chu Xian was worried and saw that he still didn't wake up, so he sent someone to invite Feng Queyi to come over.
After Fengqueyi came over, he saw Sang Qi in grief and coma. He carefully diagnosed his pulse and prescribed him a tranquilizing medicine.
Before Sang Qi drank the medicine, he woke up. When he opened his eyes and saw Feng Queyi beside the bed, he took his arm and choked up: "Master Feng, my sister's body..."
Feng Queyi patted his arm and said falsely: "Jun Zhaoning, I know everything. Don't worry, I have sent people to conduct a thorough investigation. I will definitely catch the evil thief and cut him to pieces as a comfort." The ghost of Queen Sang.”
Sang Qi shed sad tears again when he heard this: "How could they do this? Why do they want to burn the corpse? Stealing money means stealing money, why should they insult the corpse?"
How could any blood relative accept it when it was so badly burned?
Fengqueyi listened to Sang Qi's words, and in order to dispel his doubts, he concealed it: "How can an ordinary person see it when an animal behaves like an animal?"
He was also cruel and called himself a beast.
After hearing this, Sang Qi felt that there was some truth to it, and cursed in agreement: "This kind of beast will not end well!"
Fengqueyi: "..."
He shouldn't have come! You shouldn't talk!
Yi'an Palace
The Queen Mother also learned about the burning of "Sang Ning's" body. She was shocked and frightened.
This fright is not that I was frightened by the incident itself, but more like I had evil intentions in my heart, but the result was realized, which is a kind of uneasiness in my conscience.
It was very dark.
She knelt on the futon and chanted the Buddha's name all afternoon.
Grandma Sun was by her side. She was very worried about her health, so she comforted her: "Queen Mother, get up and be careful of her body."
The Queen Mother twirled her prayer beads, her face full of worry, and murmured: "Why did this happen? What will you do when Your Majesty comes back? I heard that Mr. Zhaoning was so anxious that he vomited blood and fell into a coma. The Ai family is really afraid of Your Majesty -"
Her infatuated son definitely cares about Sang Ning more than Zhao Ning Jun.
Grandma Sun understood her worries and came up with an idea: "Queen Mother, how about hiding it? Your Majesty is far away in Luzhou. As long as no one mentions it, he won't know."
The Queen Mother shook her head and sighed: "It's too late. How can we stop everyone from talking at this time? Concealing it is not the best policy. If you don't hide it later, if His Majesty finds out, how will the Yi family face him? He will also blame himself and suffer even more. Besides, that Sang family is also a pitiful person. Not only is her beauty miserable, but her body has been abused. Oh, who dare you say to be so bold? That is the queen we respect so much! They say she is a tomb robber, but she is really a tomb robber. Really? We need to investigate thoroughly! We need to give an explanation to the Sang family! We can’t hide this from His Majesty..."
Not only did she not hide it, she also sent someone to inform her son.
Only Luzhou is a long way away, and it would probably take two days to get there by horseback.
When Grandma Sun heard what the Queen Mother said, she sighed in a low voice: "The Queen Mother is kind."
The Queen Mother looked at the Buddha statue, clasped her hands together, and murmured: "Amitabha——"
Suddenly it started to rain.
Feng Qiuhua held an umbrella and a large cloak, enjoying the rain outside the eaves.
Jinxiu, the personal maid, stepped forward and reminded: "Madam, it's getting late, please rest early."
Feng Qiuhua couldn't sleep, so he came out for some air.
She looked at the continuous raindrops, stretched out her hand, caught the rain, and asked, "What's going on over there in Langyuan?"
Langyuan is the residence of his younger brother Feng Runsheng.
Jinxiu knew that she was worried about the young master, so she hurriedly said: "Miss Chunxing who was waiting at the table said that the young master has already gone to bed."
After hearing this, Feng Qiuhua sighed: "That's fine. Those who don't know will not be harmed."
At this moment, she was glad that her brother had forgotten about Sanning. Otherwise, he would have died of pain knowing that her body was burned.
However, maybe he had not forgotten what Sang Ning said, and Sang Ning would not have encountered this kind of thing.
With him guarding the tomb, how could those tomb robbers dare to do such a thing as a beast?
More than just a beast?
That was Queen Jingguo. This move was a treason and a crime against the nine tribes!
Wait, can a group of tomb robbers really dare to commit such a crime?
It's okay for tomb robbers to steal money, but destroying corpses is completely unnecessary.
It may also arouse the anger of the royal family and cause unnecessary trouble.
"Madam, are you still thinking about Queen Sang?"
Jinxiu asked in a low voice.
Feng Qiuhua nodded and frowned: "I always feel like something is wrong. The tomb robbers have no motive to burn the corpse."
Jinxiu listened and thought to herself: Yes. If you steal money, you steal money. When you're done, put the body back in the coffin without delaying anything. If you are getting money from a dead person, you should always have a little respect for the corpse. What's more, it's the body of Queen Jingguo.
"Could he be Queen Sang's enemy?"
Jinxiu remembered that Queen Sang had a bad reputation before because she was a demon concubine. Someone must have been unhappy with her, so she used the excuse of robbing a tomb to vent her anger.
When Feng Qiuhua heard this, she really felt that it made sense: "Maybe that's the reason. She is a demon concubine and has done many evil things. It is not impossible for her to be revenged by others."
She was looking for reasons for the tomb robbers to burn the corpses, and thus convinced herself.
So, all said and done, it was Sang Ning's own fault. He was not alive and had done a lot of harm to others.
She thought of her younger brother who had been killed by her again, and ordered: "Jinxiu, please tell me that the whole government is under martial law these days, don't let the young master go out. The burning of Queen Sang's body is a big deal, and the people outside will definitely talk about it. If he goes out, If you leave the door, hear something you shouldn't hear, or think of something, you are all to blame."
"yes."
Jinxiu responded and hurriedly went to inform.
Langyuan
Feng Runsheng fell asleep, but did not fall asleep.
He tossed and turned in bed, his heart pounding, and he felt very uncomfortable.
"What's wrong, young master? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Chun Xing, who was keeping watch outside, heard the commotion and hurriedly lit the oil lamp and came in to ask.
Feng Runsheng sat up, held his forehead, and replied: "I feel uncomfortable. I'm very annoyed."
He was restless and couldn't sleep. When he saw her coming in, he became even more upset, so he waved his hand to let her out.
Chun Xing hesitated and backed away.
Seeing her retreat, Feng Runsheng said again: "Leave the lamp."
Chun Xing responded "Yes" and put the oil lamp on the table.
The oil lamp flickered dimly.
Feng Runsheng used this light to touch the small box on his bed.
There were gadgets he collected in the small box. He touched the cold dagger, the strange snow rabbit jade, the lifelike straw grasshopper, and the light swinging red paper-cut. Wait, what is this? ?
He saw a neatly folded piece of paper, opened it, and there was a love poem written on it: [When the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless things in the world. If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? 】
Isn't this his handwriting? Who wrote it?
It looked like a woman's handwriting.
woman? who is it? Who could write such a good love poem? Why put it in his little box?
Too many doubts rushed into his mind.
He felt a splitting headache, and a red figure quickly flashed through his mind. He reached out to grab it, but couldn't catch anything.
Who is that red figure?
His heart hurts so much!
"Chun Xing! Chun Xing!"
He shouted for people to come in.
Chun Xing hurried in: "Sir, what's wrong? What's wrong?"
Feng Runsheng held the love poem and asked with sharp cold eyes: "What's going on? Whose is it? Why are you here with me?"
Love poem? Written by a woman? Here with him?
Could it be that he is committed to a woman?
Is it the red figure in his mind?
She jumped from the tower?
She snuggled into his arms?
They rolled over and entangled on the bed...
