Reborn to choose a husband, I will lead the deposed prince to seize my ex-husband’s kingdom

After the Dragon Boat Festival, the weather in Beijing became a little hotter again.

The sun was shining brightly and the breeze was gentle. Xu Mingyue was running forward with the kite string in her hand. The flying phoenix spread its wings and the kite was doing its best to climb towards the blue sky.

Although the spring shirt is thin, if you run and play for a while, you will sweat.

Xu Jian couldn't bear to let Xu Mingyue get hot, and followed Xu Mingyue closely with a folding fan in his hand.

When Xu Mingyue stopped, he stopped; when Xu Mingyue left, he left.

The smile on his face showed that Xu Jian was extremely happy at this moment.

Xie Qingyao, who was originally strictly prohibited by Xu Jian from disturbing their father and daughter's play, came unexpectedly.

Instead of trying to compete with Xu Jian for the fan's position, Xie Qingyao sat quietly on the seat opposite Lin Yan. He didn't speak, but just cast his gaze into the distance.

Xu Mingyue was panting: "Dad, I can't fly. What should I do if I can't fly?"

Xu Jian felt a little guilty. He obviously asked someone for advice several times before going out: "Don't be anxious, Dad will use Qinggong to fly the kite together."

"No." She frowned and refused. Xu Mingyue couldn't imagine the scene at all: "I am a kite flyer, not my father."

The more Xu Jian thought about it, the more he felt that this method was excellent: "My father is willing to let Yaoyao go."

The sound of laughter came from the front. Looking at the father and daughter mumbling together in the mountains and fields because the kite was still unable to fly, Lin Yan and Xie Qingyao's eyes were quiet, and the corners of their mouths were smiling.

The two secret guards who were closely guarding Xu Mingqing returned to the Zhenguo Palace first, and then came here under the leadership of the palace guards.

Hearing the lively and quiet sounds of play here, I rarely felt any other emotional comfort. I felt hesitant, and the movement of turning over and dismounting showed a different kind of nervousness and panic.

The most outstanding eldest son of Zhenguo Duke's Mansion, under their protection, died in such a helter-skelter manner that even his whole body was not found.

They kowtowed directly towards where Lin Yan was, but the two secret guards did not dare to say a word.

But just from the dried blood and mud on their bodies, Lin Yan knew that the two must have traveled a long way day and night.

The hand that was originally holding the fan lightly began to tighten, began to exert force, and began to turn white.

The unprotected fingertips pierced the palm of the hand, staining it with bright red.

Lin Yan tried his best to maintain his composure, but his face was already pale.

Xu Mingqing, a child who has reported good things but not bad things since he was a child, would definitely not let the secret guards come to report him if he had not lost the power of words and deeds now.

Preparing for the worst, Lin Yan asked, "Tell me, how is Ming Qing?"

"The eldest son was intercepted in Luoshui, and his head is missing."

Lin Yan opened and closed his lips, wanting to say something, but not knowing what to say.

The person who said he would come back to attend Xu Mingyue's wedding a few days ago is dead?

Xu Mingqing, dead?

The usually gentle peach blossom eyes sank in confusion. They closed their eyes tightly, and the head swayed several times, making the face look ferocious.

Lin Yan was suffering from the pain of deboning.

Tears kept falling from his closed eyes, every inch of strength in his body had evaporated, and Lin Yan turned into a dry clay figure in this moment.

If anyone pushes it again, it will break into ashes.

Xu Jian, who was staying in the woods, felt as if needles were pricking his heart. He turned back to look at the shadowy figure sitting under the tree.

Xu Jian couldn't see anything clearly, but Xu Jian knew that his wife was extremely unwell now.

The kite in his hand fell to the ground, and Xu Jian tried his best to fly towards where Lin Yan was. Seeing this strange thing, Xu Mingyue crawled out of panic from the bottom of her heart, and the axis of the kite in her hand immediately hit the ground.

Without any questions or words, Xu Jian just held Lin Yan tightly in his arms.

Patting Lin Yan's back again and again, gently comforting the person, holding up the sky for Lin Yan in the stormy weather.

"Ah...husband..." The sound of crying came out as the pain was so extreme that it could no longer be endured.

"Husband...Mingqing, our...Mingqing...does it hurt..."

This sentence was enough for Xu Mingyue, who was staggering forward, to know everything that happened now.

With one hand freed from Xie Qingyao's support, Xu Mingyue raised her kneeling secret guard directly with a cold look on her face.

The fox's eyes were all scarlet, and the desire to kill was raging in his heart.

"Where is my brother?"

"When my subordinates left Luoshui, Old Liu was collecting and sewing up the body of the eldest son. He will not be back until five days at the earliest."

Luoshui.

Corpses.

The little brother who died in Luoshui in the last life, and the elder brother who died in Luoshui in this life.

Everything is like an inescapable curse.

Every inch of Xu Mingyue's body became cold, so cold that even the strongest sun in the world could not make her feel any warmth.

Her brother, that's her brother.

It's all her Xu Mingyue's fault, it's all her Xu Mingyue's fault.

She, Xu Mingyue, clearly knew that Xie Chongan acted viciously, and in order to satisfy her desire for revenge, she did not let Xie Qingyao kill Xie Chongan directly.

It was all her Xu Mingyue's fault. She, Xu Mingyue, killed her whole family in her last life, and now she still killed her brother in her rebirth.

It was she who asked her parents, the white-haired ones, to give away the black-haired ones.

Xu Mingyue wanted to make Xie Chongan pay for his life.

Xu Mingyue needs to take her brother home first!

With a heavy burden being poured onto her shoulders, Xu Mingyue's tone was calm, but her voice was already hoarse.

"Dad, grandma, I'm going to take my brother home."

No need to agree or respond, Xu Mingyue got on her horse and galloped towards where Luo Shui was.

"Xiao Weizi, Gu is a good person in the capital. Anyone who dares to cause trouble will be killed directly by Gu."

Taking the reins handed over by Wei Fulu, Xie Qingyao got on the horse and chased in the direction Xu Mingyue left.

Instead of choosing to stand side by side with Xu Mingyue, Xie Qingyao always followed Xu Mingyue, keeping a few steps away from Xu Mingyue.

The reins were pulled tightly, and the paper money swaying a hundred feet in front was blown by the wind and rain into Xu Mingyue's eyes. The coffin, which was covered by the paper money, was slowly approaching Xu Mingyue.

Xu Mingyue sat stubbornly on the horseback, stubbornly overlooking the attendants who were pulling the coffins.

After the attendants escorting the coffin saw who was coming, they knelt down one after another towards where Xu Mingyue was.

The tremors coming from their hands and feet declared their current fear.

Servants who cannot protect their master will have to pay with their lives.

Storms and storms filled the city, shattering the tone of Xu Mingyue's heart and the glimmer of hope into pieces.

Even Xu Mingyue looked like he would be exposed to the wind and rain until he was left with only a skeleton.

Xu Mingyue did not dare to step out of the carriage or approach the coffin.

Xie Qingyao jumped off the horse, forcefully hugged Xu Mingyue off the horse, and held him tightly in his arms.

Cold words mixed with the breeze and drizzle came out of Xie Qingyao's mouth: "Open the coffin."