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Song Yan didn't kill He Yanlan, but killed her husband.Her death was ultimately his fault.

Song Yan felt that he dug a quagmire for himself, and then jumped into it, sinking deeper and deeper.

A Lan's ferocity was only revealed for a moment. After returning from Luoyang City, he returned to his previous appearance, docile, neither sad nor happy, and easily dazed.It's just that he has one more behavior. He often strokes the black iron sword, and his thoughts drift to nowhere.

Looking at his appearance, Song Yan always felt that one day, Ah Lan would stab his heart with that sword.Song Yan is not afraid of death, but this kind of life makes him anxious.At the beginning, he didn't know where the uneasiness came from. Gradually, he discovered the reason—he was actually afraid of death. After death, Ah Lan would leave him completely.

Day after day, one day, Song Yan said to Alan, "Alan, let's get married."

They got married 12 years ago, but at that time Ah Lan used the name 'He Yanlan'.Only if they are married again with his real name, their names will be engraved on the Sansheng Stone. Even after death, his name will still be engraved on his side, and they will never be separated.

When Song Yan finished saying this, Ah Lan just looked at him straightly, without any big reaction, as if he had guessed that such a day would come, and as if nothing could make him He was astonished.Song Yan looked at his face, trying to see his heart through his eyes, but couldn't see anything.But he still took Ah Lan's silence as agreement.

In a blink of an eye, he asked someone to count the days.He seemed a little anxious, and that day was five days later.

After the wedding room was arranged, the entire Song Mansion was immersed in red joy.The Xipao was also finished and delivered to A Lan.Ah Lan held the wedding gown in both hands and looked at it for a long time, the red color pierced his eyes, he suddenly shook the gown, and the big wedding gown spread out in the air.It's a man's robe.Many years ago, when he watched his elder sister try on the red wedding gown, he also imagined what he would look like wearing the wedding gown. It is made of the same stature and belongs to the man's wedding robe.

He suddenly felt that the air had become extremely dull. He stared at the robe with an uncertain expression, and then threw it on the ground like holding a hot potato. The beast in general.

The wedding day is coming soon.

Song Yan didn't invite any guests, only the two of them.Song Yan was a little happy when he saw Ah Lan coming out wearing a red wedding gown.The Xipao was very wide, covering up the slender and somewhat thin body, but it made that face much more beautiful.With sword eyebrows and star eyes, and black hair like ink, Ah Lan is so good-looking.

With a smile in his eyes, Song Yan walked over slowly, holding Ah Lan's hand.Alan's hand was a little cold, so Song Yan held him tightly, spreading the heat to his hand.Alan didn't struggle.

There are no parents, no relatives, and there are only the two of them left between them.

The two knelt down hand in hand, worshiped the heaven and the earth, and worshiped the high hall.

Song Yan looked at the people around him, and felt a sense of joy in his heart. That kind of joy was very strange, itchy, and somewhat looking forward to it.They have done many things countless times, but Song Yan is looking forward to tonight.

Today's Song Yan has completely lost his lunatic disposition, and looks extraordinarily like an ordinary person.He kept the etiquette and followed the rules. First, Xi Niang helped A Lan into the bridal chamber.He drank a glass of wine alone in the hall, as if the house was full of guests.

After drinking that glass of wine, Song Yan was in a trance.He suddenly envied the lives of ordinary people. He entered the wedding hall with his loved one holding hands, and worshiped heaven and earth with the blessings of everyone. His relatives and friends took him to drink, while A Lan waited for him in the room.

Song Yan drank another glass of wine, suppressed the expectation, and walked towards the wedding room.His footsteps couldn't help being a little eager, and when he walked outside the wedding room, he was actually a little nervous.

Like a teenager, thinking of the newlyweds sitting in the room, he felt a little shy.

Song Yan took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, and pushed open the half-hidden door.Song Yan's foot had just been lifted halfway, when his whole body froze suddenly, and the expression on his face showed a strange change, from joy to panic, and then to despair, almost in slow motion, and in the end, his face was Very hideous, eyes widened, staring closely at the bed under the red gauze curtain.

His Ah Lan was lying peacefully on the bed, his eyes widened. From this angle, he could only see a side face, but he could also see the mockery in those eyes.The black iron sword was inserted straight into his chest, and Song Yan's face was blood red, and he didn't know if it was the red of the red silk or the blood.

At a moment, he thought he was walking into happiness, but in the blink of an eye it turned into hell.He thought he was ruthless enough, but he didn't expect Alan to be much ruthless than him.

He kept everything in his heart, kept silent on weekdays, and then gave him a big gift on the wedding night.Song Yan thought that he would stab the sword into his chest, but he didn't think that Ah Lan would stab into his chest.

A Lan clearly knows what is the greatest revenge for him.

Song Yan clenched his hands tightly into fists, clenched his teeth tightly, and made a 'cluck' sound, his mouth was full of rust.He walked over step by step and walked to the bedside.The sword hadn't been pierced for a long time, the blood flowing from his chest was still warm, and his skin was also warm, however, his breath had completely disappeared.

Killed with a sword.

He has held the sword for so many years, how could he miss it?If he wants to die, how can he survive?

Song Yan's face gradually calmed down, except for the initial ferocity, there was no difference from usual.Song Yan took off his coat and shoes, climbed onto the bed, lay down beside Ah Lan, and slowly closed his eyes.

Song Yan had no intention of hiding it.Therefore, on the night of the wedding, news of Mrs. Song Yanxin's sudden death quickly spread throughout the Song Mansion and throughout Jiankang City.Some people said it was retribution, Song Yan killed too much, so he restrained his wife; some people secretly rejoiced, Song Yan has never been close to men and women, but he flattered this lady in every possible way, and gave him all good things, and now he died suddenly , the blow to him is undoubtedly huge, some people have already run to the little emperor to persuade him to get out of this treacherous official; some people are also curious, what kind of appearance is this man who makes Song Yan fascinated?

There were many ideas for building Kangcheng, but what they expected did not happen.

This incident didn't seem to have any effect on Song Yan.He wasn't crazy, nor was he stupid, nor did he give anyone a chance.He calmly conducted the funeral ceremony, asked Taoist priests to choose the tomb site, picked a date, and buried him.

The day of the burial was sunny and sunny.

Alan lay peacefully in the coffin.For some unknown reason, his body did not rot.Except that his face was a little pale and bloodless, he was no different from ordinary people falling asleep.Song Yan picked him up carefully, changed him into a clean blue robe, and put him down carefully.

Funeral music sounded, and the coffin was carried to the place of burial, while Song Yan rode on the horse, closely following the coffin as it moved.

There are many onlookers.It didn't look like a funeral, but rather like some happy event, they all stretched their heads and wanted to look this way, to see what happened.

In Shannan, facing the sun, the funeral procession stopped.The tomb had already been dug, Song Yan jumped off the horse and squinted at the deep tomb.He watched it for a long time, but no one else dared to say anything, they just waited quietly.

The location of this tomb is a bit weird. It is stuck in front of three boulders. The ground is blood red. Looking from the top down, it looks like a bed.Ordinary people find it weird, but those who understand Feng Shui can see the problem.

Gradually, everyone saw that Song Yan didn't seem to be watching, but was waiting. What were they waiting for?Nobody knows.

The sun was setting, and when there was only a little sunset left, Song Yan finally nodded.

The location of the tomb was a bit deep, and they could only hang the coffin down.When the last ray of sunlight disappeared, the coffin finally fell steadily into the tomb.They wanted to fill in the soil, but Song Yan stopped them.

"You all go." Song Yan said, his tone unquestionable.

Those people found it strange that the tomb was too deep, and I don't know how long it would take to fill it with the strength of one person.But it was said that Song Yan loved his wife deeply, maybe he just wanted to stay with his wife so much, so he didn't dare to ask any more.The funeral procession left, leaving only one coffin and one person.

The funeral procession was leaving in a mighty way. Suddenly, a person stopped, turned around and started to walk back.

"Ah Sheng, what are you going to do?" the companion asked him while pulling him.

"I lost a shovel on the mountain." The man said.

"The shovel is the shovel, do you really dare to go back?"

"I'll just get it back as soon as possible. How can I do my work without the shovel?" The man left his companion after speaking, turned around and ran back.

He ran to the middle of the mountain, and vaguely saw a person standing on the boulder.However, the next moment, that person disappeared.He rubbed his eyes, feeling so weird that he even forgot to take the shovel and ran forward in a hurry.

Then he saw the most terrifying scene of his life.The man in white directly landed on the coffin, pushed the coffin away, and lay down in it. At the same time, a black black iron sword fell from mid-air and pierced straight through the man's back.Blood splashed and splashed on the body of the person under him.

The next moment, a powerful force emanated from the man in white.He felt that the ground moved, and the ground really moved, especially around the coffin. The boulders and soil seemed to lose their support, and they fell towards the middle one after another.

But in a short period of time, the deep tomb was completely filled.He opened his mouth wide, still a little unbelievable.Master Song buried his wife with him?In such a brutal and decisive way?The sharp sword pierced the heart, and the boulder fell down hard, completely burying the two of them.

Ah Sheng stood there stupidly, the last scene flashed in his mind, the appearance of that man hugging the person under him tightly.

Embrace each other tightly, as if never to be separated again.

Desperate and crazy.

The sky was filled with red clouds, and the whole world was also dyed red.Ah Sheng took one last look at the completely filled place, picked up the shovel on the ground, turned around and walked down the mountain.

There was complete silence between heaven and earth.