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

How can I open the coffin halfway through the journey?

Xu Mingyue has relied on, admired, and loved this elder brother since she was a child.

How could Xu Mingyue, who really opened the coffin and saw Xu Mingqing's death, resist the idea of ​​slaughtering them directly?

If Xu Mingyue came alone, they would still have a chance to escape in the face of the massacre.

But now Xie Qingyao, the murderer who only cares about Xu Mingyue, is here. If Xu Mingyue wants to kill, Xie Qingyao will not only not stop him, but will also hand over the butcher's knife, trapping the person, and letting Xu Mingyue vent his heart to his heart's content.

The man kneeling on the ground did not move. Xie Qingyao kicked the attendant closest to him in the chest. Before he could even cry out for pain, the man surrendered his life as blood spurted out.

Lao Liu immediately understood that if the coffin was not opened today, all of them would undoubtedly die.

Once it is opened, there is a glimmer of hope.

But Lao Liu had hope in his heart, and he couldn't let himself die.

He stood up from the ground first, silently bowing his waist and untying the knots that bound the coffin one by one.

The coffin made of golden nanmu was pushed open by the servants, and a cold breeze spread out from the coffin.

Even though it was raining continuously, the sun was already warm. To prevent Xu Mingqing's body from rotting on the way back to Beijing, the ice placed inside and outside the coffin was heavier than the coffin.

"Can Yueyue leave?"

When he received no response, Xie Qingyao bent down and picked up Xu Mingyue, walking towards the coffin with firm steps.

Xie Qingyao personally held Xu Mingyue's hand and revealed the corpse covered with layers of white cloth in front of Xu Mingyue.

Xu Mingyue looked at the corpse wearing the official robe of the Minister of Punishment and the empty official hat, and all her rationality was completely turned into powder.

His head was buried under Xie Qingyao's neck, and suppressed cries could be heard.

The uncontrollable pain and regret made Xu Mingyue tremble uncontrollably.

The biting bite like a small animal landed on Xie Qingyao's shoulder.

The teeth pierced the clothes, blood entered from the mouth, and traces of pain invaded Xie Qingyao's limbs and bones.

Xie Qingyao knew that such pain was not comparable to the pain Xu Mingyue was experiencing now.

Following Xu Jian's example, he patted Xu Mingyue's back gently: "Yao Yao, don't be afraid, it's okay."

Unable to listen to Xie Qingyao's words, Xu Mingyue was immersed in despair and could not extricate herself.

"Xie Qingyao, am I useless?"

Words filled with panic and self-loathing came out of Xu Mingyue's mouth.

Xie Qingyao did not respond. He always kept Xu Mingyue's hands from getting a trace of dirt. He personally held Xu Mingyue's hand and touched the corpse.

From chest to waist, from waist to knees, from knees to ankles.

The behavior here was very strange and not in line with common sense, but how could these servants, who were so frightened and frightened, think about these abnormalities?

Xie Qingyao took Xu Mingyue's hand out and placed her firmly on the ground. He first held Xu Mingyue's hand and wiped it on his clothes.

Yong took out the handkerchief from his arms, wiped the palm of Xu Mingyue's body that had touched it again.

He took out the ointment Xu Mingyue used to moisturize his hands and applied it carefully on Xu Mingyue's hands. Xie Qingyao didn't stop until the fragrance covered the cool air.

Fighting against each other, Xie Qingyao said: "Yueyue is the most powerful woman I have ever seen in my life. Yueyue is not wrong. If there is any mistake, it is because I failed to protect Yueyue."

Xie Qingyao covered Xu Mingyue's cheek with his hands that had never touched a corpse: "I'll take my brother home with Yueyue, okay?"

Xu Mingyue lifted the hand that Xie Qingyao was holding and wiping, and the cold touch of every inch of the stiffness began to echo in Xu Mingyue's mind.

His red and swollen eyes first looked down at his hands, then looked back at the body in the coffin, and finally looked at Xie Qingyao.

Looking at Xie Qingyao's shoulder blade that was bleeding constantly, Xu Mingyue bit hard on the other side.

Still crying, still sobbing: "Xie Qingyao, I hate you so much."

Allowing Xu Mingyue to leave symmetrical wounds on his body, Xie Qingyaocheng frowned and softened his voice: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault."

With her pale lips stained with blood, Xu Mingyue violently broke away from Xie Qingyao's arms and pulled out the sword blade from Xie Qingyao's waist.

A sword pierced Old Liu's shoulder blade directly, and Xu Mingyue grabbed Old Liu's neck and pinned him to the ground.

There was blood at the corners of his lips, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent: "Where is my brother's head?"

The hatred that had been accumulated in one place for two lifetimes became noisy at this moment.

"You drive his horse for him, and he dies, how can you live?"

"You let the eldest son of my Zhen Guogong Mansion have his head missing. How can you, a sinner like you, send him home alive?"

"Slave..." It was difficult to breathe, but Old Liu was trying his best to find a way out: "After I send the eldest son back to the capital, I must... must die to apologize."

"Hmph, do I still have to praise you for being a loyal servant?"

The restraints on his men were loosened, and Xu Mingyue pierced Old Liu's body again and again with the sword blade at the next moment when Old Liu thought he had survived.

His hand tendons were broken, his hamstrings were broken, his abdomen was punctured, and blood began to pour out of his chest.

Old Liu fainted from life to death.

However, everything does not end there.

Xu Mingyue held the sword blade again and slashed at the people kneeling on the ground like crazy.

Suddenly, the continuous rain was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

Xie Qingyao followed Xu Mingyue step by step, indulging her at this time was both cathartic and indulgent.

The rain gradually became heavier, and the attendant kneeling on the ground shouted loudly to Xu Mingyue.

"Princess, the rain is heavy. Your body should not be exposed to too much rain."

If it gets exposed to too much rain, it will get damaged easily.

With these words, Xu Mingyue, whose energy and energy were exhausted, fell straight behind her.

Xie Qingyao held his little moon firmly in his arms, took out the mind-restoring pills from Xu Mingyue's waist, fed them to Xu Mingyue, and then picked up the blood-stained sword blade and put it into the scabbard.

Looking back, the trembling attendants had already closed the coffin. The only one who was kneeling on the ground and unable to move was Old Liu.

Xie Qingyao took out his cloak and wrapped Xu Mingyue, his eyes falling on Lao Liu.

"Tie him to the back of the horse. In order to fulfill his desire to protect the Lord, Princess Guhe dragged him back personally."

"His master's spirit in heaven will also be moved by his act of using blood to open a way back."

As soon as he landed on the horse's back, Xie Qingyao suddenly turned around, with a strange smile on his lips: "If he dies, someone else will clear the way for Xu Mingqing."

The attendant who had numbly bound Lao Liu, the unconscious man, suddenly felt a tremor in his heart.

If Lao Liu died on the road, the next person dragged by the horse to crawl on the ground would be one of them.

If they don't want to die, they must let Lao Liu return to the capital alive.