Leng Jun quietly abducted home

The pair's pillows were thrown away, and Xiao Chengmo seemed to feel better

"Zi Che, don't be angry about this matter, you just think it's me who is wrong..."

"You are the one who was wrong in this matter." Before Chu Yuan finished speaking, Xiao Chengmo interrupted him coldly.

"Yes, yes, it was my fault." Chu Yuan didn't dare to argue with Xiao Chengmo about his progress, so he admitted his mistake sincerely and humbly.

Chu Yuan admitted his mistake like this, and at the same time stretched out his arms to grab Xiao Tengmo's shoulders and led him to the outside room, "Let's have breakfast first, I asked Lin An to prepare your favorite food to replenish your energy and energy, and there is something else I need to do I want to tell you to come and sit here first.”

Xiao Chengmo didn't want to pay attention to Chu Yuan at first, but when he heard Chu Yuan behind him that he had something to tell him, Xiao Chengmo didn't refuse Chu Yuan's lead, and came with him to sit down at the table where breakfast was prepared

Lin An has been waiting here to serve Xiao Tengmo for breakfast, and Chu Yuan is also helping out. This scene is enough for Xiao Tengmo's face to be able to have such a master and servant serving Xiao Tengmo, and the body and mind are immediately happy I also take it for granted. After all, it was Chu Yuan who made him lie on the bed with soreness.

Chu Yuan saw Xiao Chengmo's eyebrows and eyes stretched, and his whole face looked much more relaxed and comfortable. Then he put down the chopsticks in his hand, straightened his expression and said, "Just now I met with the Ministry of Rites. The mausoleum of Prince An has been selected. The burial ceremony of Prince Ann was chosen three days later because Prince Ann’s body has been placed for too long, so an early burial is what should be avoided. Prince Ann’s body has been surrounded by ice and suffered from the extreme cold.”

"Ming Song knows about this." Xiao Chengmo gracefully and slowly drank a mouthful of porridge, but asked Chu Yuan without raising his eyes.

"I have told him from the Ministry of Rites that there is a sarcophagus built in the mausoleum, and when Ming Song came, he also brought the coffin for Prince An. Now it seems that this coffin may not be needed." The coffin brought by Ming Song is his Prepared for Prince An, since there is a sarcophagus in the mausoleum, this coffin must be empty

"That's not necessarily the case, since this is Ming Song's preparation, it would be better to use it on himself at that time." Xiao Chengmo half-jokingly said, but Chu Yuan's expression became serious when he heard what he said. Maybe Xiao Chengmo really meant something. It is really possible that the coffin brought by Cheng Chen Ming Song is Ming Song himself

Three days later will be the funeral of Prince An, because Chu Yuan ordered Prince An to be buried according to the specifications of a prince, so Prince An, who has been sent to remote areas for many years, finally became a veritable Prince An at this moment

Therefore, all the princes and nobles in the imperial city came to Prince An's mansion to worship and gave Prince An the status and honor that a prince should have

The third day was the day of Prince An's burial. Prince An was buried in the imperial tomb according to the proper rites. When Chu Yuan and the others came out of the imperial tomb, the already dark sky began to become gray and then patter. it's starting to rain

Standing in the vast space, Chu Yuan raised his head and looked up at the sky, feeling the cool raindrops falling on his cheeks, moist and soft, Chu Yuan suddenly felt for a moment, thinking that the raindrops were the tears of Prince An, he felt relieved and sad But sincerely thanking Chu Yuan

Chu Yuan sighed slightly in his heart. He didn't want to agree with Prince An's feelings for the former emperor, but he had to admit that Prince An had a true and loving infatuation.

Chu Yuan sighed. Being able to bury Prince An in the imperial mausoleum can be regarded as a fulfillment of Prince An. As for whether Prince An can find the result he wants, that is up to him.

Chu Yuan walked out of the imperial mausoleum first, and Xiao Tengmo was naturally following him

The green grass under the feet is lightly wetted by the rain, and there are abundant water droplets flowing on the curved and slender grass blades. The wind gently blows and sways, or the robes of people passing by pass by the crystal water droplets. The child will be wet in the ground or printed and dyed on the hem of the clothes

Chu Yuan and Xiao Chengmo walked forward for a certain distance, then stopped, the two looked at each other knowingly, then turned around at the same time, and focused their eyes on Ming Song, who had just walked out of the imperial tomb with his head down and was lonely. The entourage who was suspected to be Han Feng was following him.

What Chu Yuan and Xiao Chengmo wanted to see was Ming Song's current state. After Prince An was buried, Ming Song had no reason to keep him safe, and he knew that Chu Yuan would attack him. I hope they will do something

Chu Yuan and Xiao Chengmo understand this, so what they want to see is to see the clues from Ming Song's face and guess whether Ming Song and the others will take action now or later.

After careful scrutiny of Chu Yuan and Xiao Chengmo, Ming Song could only see a deep loneliness and a deadly sadness on Ming Song's face. is today is now

On the way back, Ming Song and the others were surrounded by Chu Yuan's secret elite soldiers. Once Ming Song and the others made any changes, these people would immediately take action to capture them.

Fortunately, the journey was safe and sound. Ming Song bid farewell to Chu Yuan outside the palace gate. Ming Song did not mention how Chu Yuan would deal with him. Chu Yuan also did not say anything.

In this way, the night passed peacefully. The next morning, Ming Song came to the palace and asked to see Chu Yuan. Chu Yuan was curious about what Ming Song was doing at this time. He didn’t think Ming Song would come to take the initiative to accept the crime. Chu Yuan met Ming Song in the Imperial Study Room, and Xiao Tengmo was also there. Anyway, Ming Song already knew his identity, so there was no need for him to pretend in front of Ming Song.

When Ming Song came to the imperial study room, he saw two people sitting face to face on the couch in the middle, who were holding chess pieces to play chess. They respectfully lifted the hem of their clothes and knelt down to bow to the two of them, "Ming Song, see the emperor see you." Over the next king"

"Ming Song, why are you here at this time? Are you so anxious to come here to accept your crime?" Chu Yuan squinted at Ming Song, retracted his gaze, and then focused on the chessboard in front of him. He didn't pay much attention to Ming Song. The emperor's minister is indeed here to accept the crime." Ming Song straightened up and looked at Chu Yuan who was sitting high in front of him. His words were plain, but every word in his words was very old and meaningful.

Chu Yuan obviously noticed this point, and Xiao Chengmo was the same. The two of them looked at each other in tacit understanding, and then turned their heads to look at Ming Song.

Chu Yuan lightly raised his handsome eyebrows, his deep eyes were wise and far-reaching, and the light in them faintly shot straight at Ming Song. Chu Yuan lightly opened his thin lips and murmured in a cold voice: "Oh!"

"The emperor's minister requests to return to the desert immediately, so I come to ask you to resign and ask for the emperor's permission." Ming Song is not afraid of Chu Yuan's intimidating eyes, looking at Chu Yuan's eyes, the eyes are not sharp, full of provocation, flat and indifferent, but let Chu Yuan looked a little surprised

"Back to the desert." Chu Yuan pondered, then sneered and said coldly, "Ming Song, you want to bury your body in the desert and return your soul to the desert after you die. Don't worry, I can satisfy you with this request." "Your Majesty..." Ming Song called Chu Yuan suddenly and said in a loud and forceful voice, "I want to go back to the desert alive. How did I come here? How do I go back?"

If Ming Song is so arrogant, Chu Yuan really doesn't know how he dares to say it, and how he is so stubborn and confident

"Ming Song, it seems that the things you promised me before are irrelevant. Since this is the case, I have nothing to forgive you. Do you think you can go back to the desert safely? Or do you think you still have Did he die in the imperial city?" Ming Song is so bold that Chu Yuan treats him not to mention being merciful, he will definitely make Ming Song die ugly

"The emperor knows that the six adults who died in the previous six books are nothing to you. You can accept the death of six people and ignore them indifferently. If six people or sixty people die in the six books, will you still be indifferent? The death of these ministers of the emperor has nothing to do with your life, but the court of Chu State will be disintegrated in an instant, don't you care about such a result, your majesty?"

Ming Song's words are light and full of jokes, and the light shining in the evil eyes exudes a dark haze, spreading around him in circles, making him look like hell is full of hostility and bloodthirsty. Shura

At this moment, Ming Song is evil and ferocious, with a handsome and gentle face, which should be a young and bookish air, but Ming Song makes it muddy, and the clear and bright breath is completely absent. It seems that this person is very gloomy and cunning.

"What do you mean?" Chu Yuan's brows became colder and his voice became colder. He knew that Ming Song used the matter of the six officials who were killed to stimulate him and mock him. Although Chu Yuan was secretly annoyed, he did not try to explain to Ming Song. It's just that what Ming Song said later made him feel uneasy.

"Since your Majesty Yi Wang has found out everything, you must all know about Ping An San's poison. You all know in your heart that the poisoned person has only one month without antidote, and they will all be exposed. The hundreds of ministers who died and lived in the imperial city are very unfortunate, at least half of them have been poisoned by Ping An San." Ming Song smiled with a sinister squint at the corner of his lips.