The general is easy to bully

When the news reached the General's Mansion, Shen Xingfeng was still sleeping.

He was woken up by Xiao Qihan, and he sat on the bed with a dazed face, unable to react for a long time.

Xiao Qihan asked his servants to take the clothes, and changed them for Shen Xingfeng himself.

Shen Xingfeng's whole body trembled, and he finally realized something.

Eye sockets instantly turned red.

Xiao Qihan hugged his thin body in his arms, "Are you going to the palace? If you don't want to go, we won't go."

Qiao Yijin is just a male concubine of Yun Yingshen, so his funeral can be very big.

Shen Xingfeng's voice was hoarse: "I'm going, he's all alone, someone has to see him off for the last time."

"Okay, let's go together."

Gu Shishi also woke up.

He was drunk last night, and was tortured by Ming Lan for most of the night, his body was numb.

When the news of Qiao Yijin's death came, he couldn't hold back and reached out and slapped himself.

"Am I dreaming?"

Ming Lan grabs his hand.

To touch Gu Shishi's face.

Gu Shishi pushed him away, picked up one side of the clothes and quickly put them on.

Ming Lan: "You want to enter the palace."

"Nonsense, he... I still have to go and have a look."

Hey, he has been away from the dark guard for too long. He thought it was nothing to die before, but now he feels so uncomfortable.

Qiao Yijin's death was hard for him to accept, let alone Xiao Xingfeng.

After he washed up and went out, Shen Xingfeng and Xiao Qihan had packed up and were ready to enter the palace.

A group of people walked into the palace in silence.

The concubine Yi in the palace was gone, and many imperial wives were rushing to the palace. Shen Xingfeng sat on the horseback, watching the carriages drive into the palace gate, feeling chilly in his heart.

Which of these people really felt uncomfortable for Qiao Yijin?

Xiao Qihan sensed Shen Xingfeng's sadness, and hugged him tightly.

Linghua Palace had already been hung with white silk and satin, and the palace people all changed into plain clothes, kneeling all over the courtyard.

Shen Xingfeng stood at the door and didn't step in for a long, long time.

He always felt that the third child was still there.

On that sunny afternoon, he squatted under the tree, turned his head and looked at him who had come back from the outside, with a thin layer of sweat floating on his forehead, and smiled at him with sparkling eyes: "Little Eleven, come on, I'll make you happy." The sweet-scented osmanthus wine, let you enjoy your mouth today."

The cold wind from the deep palace in the early morning blew away, blowing away the warm spring day. Shen Xingfeng looked at the fallen osmanthus tree in the courtyard, and felt as if someone had taken a sharp knife to his heart, gouging it out one after another. pain.

He stepped into Linghua Palace with heavy steps, it was so cold here, he had never felt that Linghua Palace was so cold.

Xiao Qihan held his trembling hand tightly and led him into the inner room.

There was a faint fragrance lingering in the room, and Yun Yingshen was still wearing the bright yellow dragon robe, he seemed to have been sitting here for a long time, like a sculpture, his eyes had lost their light.

The third child, Qiao Yijin, lay quietly on the bed.

His gray and white face was somewhat painful and desolate.

Shen Xingfeng walked over step by step, and took Qiao Yijin's cold hand.

The biting temperature made Shen Xingfeng tremble all over.

He doesn't like to face death head on.

But in his life, he always faced the departure of an important person.

Parents, elder sister, Wen Jue, third child...

Shen Xingfeng held Qiao Yijin's hand tightly, and after a long time, he turned his head to look at the expressionless Yun Yingshen: "Are you very happy that he died?"

Yun Yingshen didn't say anything, since Shen Xingfeng came in, he has been staring at Qiao Yijin like a stone statue.

Shen Xingfeng's voice was hoarse: "Let him go, don't bury him in the imperial mausoleum, he doesn't want to be a member of your harem, he is dead, just let him go."

Yun Yingshen stretched out his hand and smoothed the broken hair on Qiao Yijin's forehead. His voice was hoarse, as if he had exhausted all his strength, "Okay, I'll let him go."

Shen Xingfeng knelt down and kowtowed to Yun Yingshen, "I thank you on behalf of the third child."

Yun Ying Shen smiled ugly.

Thanks……

thanks for what...

He always felt that Qiao Yijin was a grass that could not be burnt out and was very tenacious, so he knew that he was not in good health, so he threw him into the prison. He wanted to hang him out for a few days, but he didn't expect him to die up.

died.

His Jin'er died.

I will never laugh at him again, and play naughty things with him.

There was an uncontrollable pain in his heart, which almost tore him apart.

Yun Yingshen hugged Qiao Yijin, with a trembling voice: "You don't like staying in the palace, do you? Don't stay, don't stay anymore, okay... you can go wherever you want, I won't stop you, I... am no longer the emperor, I will accompany you to play..."

"Jin'er, open your eyes and look at me."

Gu Shishi stood by the window with his sword in his arms, silently sneering.

What's the use of saying such things until now.

Shen Xingfeng took Qiao Yijin away.

At the gate of the palace, he said coldly to Yun Yingshen: "I will bury the third child alive, so you can be your emperor properly."

When the carriage drove out of the palace gate, bright sunlight filled the entire sky.

Shen Xingfeng hugged the motionless Qiao Yijin in his arms, turned his head and stared deeply at the endless palace.

His tears couldn't help rolling out.

"Third brother, I took you out, you don't have to come back again, don't be afraid...he can't trap you anymore, you are free. Did you hear that?"

Qiao Yijin was buried in the back mountain of the General's Mansion.

You can see it when you go out the door.

Shen Xingfeng originally wanted to write an obituary to inform Qiao Yijin's parents, but think about it, they are always ashamed of Qiao Yijin, so what if they know?

Shen Xingfeng and Gu Shishi would visit Qiao Yijin every day.

Qiao Yijin loved to drink peach blossom wine, Shen Xingfeng brewed several jars himself, and buried them in the peach blossom forest in the General's Mansion.

"By this time next year, we will be able to drink peach blossom wine." Shen Xingfeng sat cross-legged in front of Qiao Yijin's tomb, smiling, "Did you know? A few days ago, I drove Ying Shen away when I wanted to visit you." , I know, you will definitely not be happy to see him, don't worry, if he dares to come, I will let Fourteen beat him."

Gu Shisi sat on the tree and whistled: "Anyway, I'm not afraid of him. If he dares to use his status as emperor to overwhelm me, at worst, I will take Minglan and flee to the end of the world."

Shen Xingfeng smiled: "Third brother, did you see Wen Jue down there? I know you two always quarreled before, and you looked down on him, but I'm not here, so don't quarrel with him. He is protected by someone. Yes, you didn't, you little idiot will suffer."

Gu Shishi bit the root of the dog's tail grass, put his hands behind his head, and closed his eyes.

"Xiao Qihan and I are getting along pretty well, Shisi and Minglan are also together."

Gu Shishi: "Don't talk nonsense, he and I... just like that, not together."

Shen Xingfeng looked back at him sitting on the tree: "You are all asleep."

"I slept with Xu Fenglou."

The author has something to say

Later, I will talk about the events before the third child's accident.

I cried while writing, hey.