wind menstrual year record

The cold winter wind made Feng Shuangxue shiver, and the grove outside Heyuan Town was extremely cold, and Ying Ying's body had already turned cold.

When Feng Shuangxue came to the entrance of the pit, what she saw was Ying Ying's body wrapped in a cloth, even her face was tightly covered.

Feng Shuangxue pushed Ying Ying's body in, and the body slid down.Hearing the sound of the corpse reaching the bottom, Feng Shuangxue slid down by herself.

Inside is an unfinished tomb.

Feng Shuangxue picked up Ying Ying's body with all her strength, and walked deeper along the long tomb passage.

In the deepest part of the tomb passage, there is only one passage, and there is a coffin inside, which is divided into upper and lower layers, with jade on the bottom and stones on the top.Although it looks like a double-layer coffin, the jade is actually just a hollow base for the upper sarcophagus.This jade is quite rare. When Feng Shuangxue ordered people to build this coffin, they also heard that it was used as the bottom of the coffin, which could ensure that the corpse would not rot for a thousand years.

"Originally, I bought these rare jades at a high price for myself, and now they are considered cheap to you. If there is really a reincarnation, I can find it here, and I won't be frightened by this bone. I can live with this princess Coffin, I really don’t know whether you are lucky or unlucky.” It should be that Tang Qiejin was too hasty to take away the corpse, and Ying Ying’s face was stained with blood.Feng Shuangxue took out her handkerchief and carefully wiped her face.

That jade was really strange, not long after Ying Ying's body was put in, her pale face turned rosy. If it wasn't for the body's lack of temperature and breath, even Feng Shuangxue would have thought she was still alive.

After wiping off the bloodstains, Feng Shuangxue put away the handkerchief, and sat on the side of the coffin wearily.

"You know, I'm actually not happy at all. Do you think that being in the royal family and being a princess is something everyone dreams of, so what trouble can you have? Every time I see those beautiful girls, I squeeze It's funny when I enter the palace with a broken head, wanting to be favored, and feel that I am different from others, and will definitely win the favor of my father. It's stupid and ridiculous to think that he is noble. What kind of person is my father? He has seen too many people. What are a few beautiful concubines? Give up your pornographic hegemony for beauties His old man will not do this. If I pose a threat to him to stabilize the country one day, I am afraid that I will not show mercy to my subordinates. Relatives? Blood relationship? These things are just things he can use. "It's been a long time since Feng Shuangxue confides her heart so briskly. She didn't expect that the first time she uttered it all was to a dead body.

"Tell me, will my plan succeed? I'm gambling with my life. If it fails, God will be so sorry to me. Then I will have to say "heaven is not fair". It's a pity , I can only say this to a dead person." Feng Shuangxue smiled wryly.

The tomb passage was getting colder and colder. Although Feng Shuangxue was wearing quite a lot, she still had goose bumps all over her body. She rubbed her arms, stood up, and pushed back the coffin lid.The combination of jade and stone, from the perspective of outsiders, would not know that this is a double-layer coffin.

After walking through the long tomb passage, Feng Shuangxue crawled out of the hole, patted the dust on her clothes, and headed towards the palace.

Peeping Star Tower.

"The days go by so fast." Shi Fengyue sighed as she watched the people in Heyuan Town outside who started to get busy, "It's going to be another year."

"Yes, but for you, a year is just a short moment in your life. After all, the lifespan of the astrologers is so long." Feng Qiuyue replied after taking a sip of hot tea.

"Hmm, that's right, but a long life is really boring. Qiuyue, you are getting bigger and bigger. After the new year, you should be... eighteen, right? But I haven't changed at all."

"Are you boasting of your youth in disguise?"

Shi Fengyue hastily vetoed: "No, no, although the appearance is not old, but my heart has already gone through vicissitudes."

Feng Qiuyue sighed helplessly, although she really wanted to complain about why Shi Fengyue is so narcissistic now, but who made him the person she had liked for thousands of years, even if she changed her identity and personality, he was still so attractive to her.

Yongning Hall.

"Why haven't I seen Ying Xiao recently? Is he still busy?" Xiaoxue suddenly remembered that she hadn't seen Ying Xiao for a long time since that day.

"Didn't your father tell him to keep an eye on the movements of those major sects in the Jianghu? Maybe he was reminiscing about the old days with his bamboo horse." Feng Shuangxue didn't take it seriously, Ying Xiao was not here, she was very happy and at ease.

"You said that there is something big going on in the rivers and lakes. Isn't it that today this sect is fighting with that sect, and tomorrow the leader of the martial arts and the leader of the demon sect will get married? Yi's killer fell in love with the famous poisonous girl "Bone Raksha", but what is there to inquire about, sit in a teahouse, and the storyteller will explain it clearly to you." Xiaoxue combed Feng Shuangxue hair, he said to himself.

Feng Shuangxue didn't respond to her as she looked depressed.

Heyuan Town.

A few days ago, Ying Xiao was indeed observing the movements of the various sects in Jianghu, but as the year was approaching, he still had to go back to visit Ying Ying and Lu Yuqing as usual.

Ying Xiao knocked on the door for a long time before someone came to open it.

Lu Yuqing looked at Ying Xiao outside the door with some astonishment: "You, why did you come back suddenly?"

Ying Xiao felt that the question he asked was very strange, and replied: "I don't come back every year at this time, isn't it strange?"

"Ah, no..." Lu Yuqing turned sideways to let Ying Xiao in.

"Is my senior sister not here?"

"She just went out to do something, why don't you sit down for a while."

Lu Yuqing's palms were sweating, Ying Xiao would definitely not leave for a while, how could he prevaricate.By the way, Ying Xiao is still fine, which means that although Ying Ying is dead, she has not lost her soul...

"Come back so early, do you have breakfast? I'll get you something to eat."

"Okay, thank you."

But what Ying Xiao went to was the place Lu Yuqing didn't want him to go the most - the study.

In the past, when Ying Xiao came back, he would go directly to the study to find someone, because he usually went to Ying Ying first when he came back, and he would look for himself when Ying Ying was not there, and he stayed in the study most of the time.

I hope I haven't left any clues.

Ying Ying was not at home, and there was no one cooking at home. I had never been a person who would wash hands and make soup for anyone, and I knew nothing about kitchen things.I can only find some snacks that Ying Ying bought before and give them to Ying Xiao, and deal with them first.

Lu Yuqing went into the study with the tray of snacks in his hand, and saw Ying Xiao sitting there, looking at him with a strange expression. In front of him was the plum blossom painted with Ying Ying's heart and soul.

"Have you been drawing recently?"

"Ah, of course, this painting was just finished, and I haven't had time to sell it yet." Lu Yuqing felt bad, why didn't she put away the painting in time after it dried.He quietly observed the ground around him. Fortunately, the blood was wiped clean.

"Oh." Ying Xiao didn't ask any more questions, and walked to the table, ready to get the snacks brought by Lu Yuqing just now.

Lu Yuqing hurried to put away the paintings on the table, Ying Xiao slowly chewed the plate of snacks, the surroundings were silent, it seemed that the sound of Lu Yuqing's scroll paintings was extraordinarily loud.

"By the way, did you accidentally cut your hand while drawing?"

"what?"

Ying Xiao's sudden question was very strange.

"Your painting seems to have a bloody smell, did you accidentally cut it and drip blood on it?"

Lu Yuqing quickly reacted and said: "Ah, yes, but it's nothing serious, it's just a small wound." He accelerated the movement of scrolling the painting.

"Then, how come the whole painting smells of blood."

Ying Xiao's hand lightly rested on Lu Yuqing's shoulder, and his tone made people shudder.