Hey, we are not dirty! [gl]

"Call-"

The carriage came to a sudden stop, Ji Weixi staggered back protecting Jing Muyao's head before he sat down, his voice was slightly angry: "Qiaochu, what's wrong?"

Fang Qiaochu, who was driving the car, leaned his head slightly towards the car door. Although he was answering Ji Weixi's words, his eyes kept staring at the front of the car: "I don't know who is not afraid of death and suddenly stood in the middle of the road. If I didn't pull the rein in time just now, I would die again." Added a murder."

"The witch of the river and lake is still afraid of this?"

"I'm not afraid of that, but I don't have to take the lives of those who are sent here." Fang Qiaochu saw that the person standing in front of the car didn't change his face and didn't speak, so he could only point his finger at him, "Hey, where is it? I really want to die Wait for the next car."

"Miss."

The person standing in front of the car finally opened his mouth, but this made Fang Qiaochu's eyes move slightly and he turned his head to look at the car door, and Ji Weixi inside also immediately looked at Jing Muyao, a little puzzled.

Jing Muyao blinked and didn't know who would come to her, after all, she was already a "dead person".When she thought of this, Ji Weixi also thought of it. She pressed Jing Muyao's shoulder and slowly got up and opened the door curtain to look out.

"... General Feng?" The doubts in Ji Weixi's eyes became even more serious, "How can General Feng be here?"

"I'll give my little sister a ride."

"Brother." Thinking about what happened at the dinner party, Jing Muyao finally got up and walked out of the car, "Brother, get in the car, my sister just wants to ask you something."

Seeing Jing Muyao nodding to her, Ji Weixi pulled Fang Qiaochu out of the carriage with confidence: "You talk, let's go down for a walk."

"Ah."

Jing Muyao smiled and watched the two of them walk away, and now she turned her gaze to Feng Yi, "Brother, come here."

The soft couch and small table in the car are complete, Jing Muyao sat down first, and the next moment, Feng Yi lifted the door curtain and sat down opposite Jing Muyao after nodding his head.

"Hmm...Brother, Qingru wants to ask, when we were discussing the dinner, your dead soldier just pretended to attack, but look at that posture...not only General Liu was injured, but also several ministers died, what's going on? Was it the emperor who ordered my brother to do this?" Jing Muyao frowned, "But if the emperor ordered him, why wouldn't he be able to stop..."

The man's eyes were deep, and he looked at her with no emotion, and even his voice lost the vigor of the past: "It's not the emperor's order, it's General Liu."

"Ok?"

"It was General Liu who set up the trap. Those who took action at the dinner party were all under her orders. Her injury was only one of the necessary requirements. Her real purpose was to kill several ministers and put the emperor in an irreparable situation. "Speaking of this, Feng Yi seemed to have thought of something, his eyes finally moved, and his voice was obscure, "Sister, you must be very satisfied now."

Jing Muyao felt a little weird in her heart but couldn't tell where the weirdness came from, so she naturally lowered her voice: "Satisfied? I feel much more comfortable after leaving the palace. Is brother in a bad mood?"

"Not good, not good at all."

"Why... why is brother in a bad mood?" Jing Muyao looked into his eyes, and for some reason, a thin layer of sweat broke out on the palms of his hands, which were slightly sticky.

"Why, why..." Feng Yi seemed to be stopped by her question, he repeated the word "why" over and over again, his head lowered slowly, "Your Majesty..."

"Brother, speak louder, Qingru didn't hear what brother said, what's wrong with the emperor?"

Feng Yi raised his head and his eyes sparkled, Jing Muyao's heart tightened: "Brother, why are you... crying?"

"The emperor is dead, my emperor is dead."

When Jing Muyao heard what he said, her eyes widened immediately, and a knife was reflected in her eyes. As the knife approached, her murderous aura became heavier, and instantly a layer of goose bumps appeared on her arms.

Is she going to die again... She's getting better soon... What's going on with her brother... Has he turned black...

A knife flashed in front of her eyes, and Jing Muyao closed her eyes subconsciously.

Well, well, to die is to die, isn’t it just re-hosting a body?In the worst case, she would start all over again and find Xiaogong to raise her again.

"boom!"

The tip of the knife brushed past the ear and brought up a gust of wind. Jing Muyao opened his eyes suddenly and saw the blade deeply pierced into the wall of the car and the stones rolling down at his feet. Feng Yi couldn't believe it, and kept holding the knife. The posture stopped in front of her.

"stop!"

When Ji Weixi entered the car, he immediately raised his sword and placed it on the back of Feng Yi's neck, "Back back! Back up!"

Facing Feng Yi, Jing Muyao could clearly see the tears and smile on his face. Suddenly, she felt that Feng Yi must be extremely sad and desperate.

Ji Weixi raised his voice: "Hurry up! Back off!"

"Go ahead, I want to die."

Ji Weixi was stunned for a moment, the sword in his hand was still unmoved, "Who are you?"

"Hehe..." Feng Yi laughed out loud, the tears in his eyes could no longer hold back, and rolled straight out of the corners of his eyes, "Does it matter who I am? The meaning of my life in this world is gone..."

Jing Muyao's heart trembled, and her voice trembled slightly: "Are you someone who admires the emperor? But how do you know that I'm not dead? Not many people know about my leaving the palace."

"Miss."

Jing Muyao watched in surprise as the tall Feng Yi in front of him shrank a lot, his figure instantly became petite, and even the thick male voice just now became a thin female voice.

She widened her eyes and said incredulously: "...Zi, Ziyue?"

"It's me." Ziyue tore off the human-skin-mask-mask on her face to reveal her true colors, "Madam, Ziyue planned to die with you today, but now it seems that I have to go first. I don’t want to say it but I’m clamoring in my heart, so Ziyue still wants to say it.”

"Niang Niang, since Ziyue's life, she has been a cow and a horse in exchange for you never to be his woman again."

After saying this sentence, the corner of Ziyue's mouth bleeds out, staining her pale lips red.She smiled and leaned against the wall of the car, no longer caring about Ji Weixi's sharp sword on her neck.

"Ziyue, what's wrong with you? You—" Although Ziyue was never sincere to her, she always stayed by her side for many days. Jing Muyao looked at her worriedly, with some anxiety in her eyes.

"She must have taken bone-changing pills. It is said that those who eat this pill will change their body shape and return to their original shape after a while, but at the same time, they will also hurt their bones and blood, and eventually the blood will dry up and their lives will be exhausted."

Moist mist formed in Jing Muyao's eyes: "Miss Qiaochu, is there any way to avoid death?"

"No." It was Ziyue who spoke out first, "Madam, this kind of terrible **** that Ziyue is looking for, it's better to die, it's better to die..."

"Ji Weiwu was dispatched to the frontier and didn't die. How could you do this?" Ji Weixi withdrew his sword eyes but showed no sympathy. She would never forgive those who hurt A Yao no matter what reason they had.

"He didn't die... Three days ago, I watched him being beaten to death by a group of people on the side of the road." The tears in Ziyue's eyes became more and more intense, "There are always people who can't tolerate him, can't tolerate him!"

Ji Weixi was stunned and leaned against the wall of the car as if he had also been poisoned, muttering in his mouth: "How could it be, how could it be..."

"It was you who killed him! From the time you sent people to kill a few ministers at the dinner party to push him to the emperor, you were pushing him to death! Although you didn't kill him in the end, all of this It has nothing to do with you!"

Ji Weixi closed his eyes as if exhausted, without saying a word.

More and more blood flowed from the corner of Ziyue's mouth, but she smiled more and more happily. Finally, before she closed her eyes, she recalled the scene when she first saw Ji Weiwu.

At that time, she was kicked and punched by the fifth prince because she knocked over the teacup. When she was about to faint from the pain, she heard a pleasant voice: "Fifth brother, what made you so angry? It's just a maid, let it go."

The sound actually made her wake up for two points in addition to the pain, and struggled to open her eyes wide to see the appearance of the person in front of her.From then on, she lived for that face all her life, even if she knew it was used, she had no complaints or regrets.

The moment she lost her last breath, Ziyue gently closed her eyes, and said silently from the bottom of her heart: Your Majesty, Ziyue has come to accompany you.

After the last piece of loess was covered, Ji Weixi staggered to his feet while supporting the scabbard, and gradually lost his mind looking at the mound in front of him.

After a long time, a light call from behind brought her back to her thoughts: "Xiao Gongju."

Ji Weixi suppressed the emotions in his eyes, and turned back unhurriedly: "I just buried her, do I need to set up a wooden sign and engrave some words on it?"

"No, let her go quietly."

"Well, let's go."

When they set off again, the moods of several people were no longer the initial joy. Although Ji Weixi tried his best to hide the depression in his heart, Jing Muyao still noticed it.

"Little Gongju, no wonder you."

"How can you not blame me. She is right. Although I didn't kill my third brother with my own hands, I made him end up like this in the end."

"Ji Weixi, you are enough, those people at the dinner party are all mine, and it has nothing to do with you!" Fang Qiaochu's clear voice sounded from outside the car door, "Blame me."

"Qiao Chu, the person is yours, and it is my order to obey. Don't grab you."

"You said you were so—"

"Enough!" Jing Muyao couldn't hold back the surge of energy and blood after hearing them talk back and forth, "Ji Weixi, what happened to Ji Weiwu's death! You didn't kill him! Besides, even if you killed him yourself How about it! Didn’t you forget that he tried to kill you before! If you are the one who died now and not him, he must be smiling, and he doesn’t know how to drink to celebrate!”

These words seemed to consume a lot of energy, after Jing Muyao finished speaking, she wrapped herself in a quilt and curled up on the soft couch, her whole body was not exposed to the outside, her body remained motionless.

Ji Weixi sat aside and didn't speak for a long time, but the fists he had clenched since he learned of Ji Weiwu's death finally loosened.For a long time, she lay gently beside Jing Muyao, looking at the roof of the car, and said in a faint voice, "Ayao...do you really not blame me?"

"Really." The muffled hum from under the quilt changed Ji Weixi's low mood, she turned sideways and hugged Jing Muyao tightly with the quilt in her arms.

The three of them thought that the journey would be smooth, but they didn't expect something to happen.

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