The general is easy to bully

Shen Xingfeng was buried in Moshan.

Here are his parents and relatives.

Back then, after something happened to the Shen family, Xiao Qihan asked someone to bring out the corpses of the elder and Shen Chuyin, and then buried them here.

At that time, the new dynasty had just been established, and everyone was staring at him, the hero who single-handedly supported the new king to ascend the throne, so the burial process was rushed, and Xiao Qihan didn't even dare to erect a monument for them.

Shen Xingfeng's tomb was placed next to his elder sister Shen Chuyin.

No name, no surname, a solitary grave, buried the most dazzling young man in the capital.

Xiao Qihan asked everyone to go back, and then he sat alone in front of Shen Xingfeng's tomb, and slowly took out a purse from the position closest to his chest.

In the purse was a strand of hair that Shen Xingfeng had personally cut.

It was he who had carefully woven the peace talisman with him.

He wears it all the time and never leaves it.

Xiao Qihan gently stroked the soft hair with his fingers, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly twice.

Then he pulled out the dagger from his waist, picked up a strand of black hair at the end of his own hair, cut it off lightly, and tied Shen Xingfeng's hair with the red rope.

"Tie hair as husband and wife, there is no doubt about love..."

Xiao Qihan's voice was hoarse and broken by the cold wind.

Overhead crows flew past screaming and flapping their wings.

Xiao Qihan looked up, then smiled helplessly, "You don't want to...do you?"

The crow's chirping seemed even more stern and ruthless.

Xiao Qihan clenched his knotted hair tightly, and his palm was pinched with burning pain, and then he opened his palm little by little, and took off his hair again.

Then he used a torch to ignite the last thing Shen Xingfeng left for him.

He doesn't deserve to have things to miss him.

When Xingfeng left, he didn't even say the last word, he hated himself so much, and hated himself to the core.

His hair shrank little by little in the firelight and disappeared into ashes.

As the night fell, Xiao Qihan said a lot of words in front of the tomb before being found by Minglan.

"master."

Xiao Qihan looked back at him with a calm expression: "Have you investigated everything?"

"The investigation revealed that it's the prince's remnant party. From the very beginning, they probably didn't want Mr. Xingfeng to live."

Xiao Qihan's eyes flickered slightly.

He actually let Xingfeng enter a deadly game.

There was a prickling pain in his lungs, Xiao Qihan arched his waist, and coughed violently, his body was trembling from coughing, and his heart was about to crack open.

Ming Lan stepped forward and put the cloak in his hand on Xiao Qihan.Frowning; "Master, what should I do?"

"Leave it to Yunying and tell him where the patrol chart is now. You tell him that I don't want all the credit. He can say whatever he likes in front of the emperor. I only have one request."

Xiao Qihan coughed twice, stood up straight, "Send those people who killed him to me alive."

……

With Xiao Qihan's words in mind, Minglan went to visit Prince Yinsu's mansion that night.

The butler took Ming Lan to the main hall with a troubled expression.

"My lord is in some inconvenience now..."

Ming Lan: "The villain is waiting for the prince here. When the prince is convenient, the villain will go to see him."

The housekeeper ordered tea to be served to Ming Lan.

As soon as the butler left, Ming Lan slipped onto the roof, the night was dark, it was the best camouflage for the dark guard.

He wandered around half of the palace, and found Yun Yingshen's bedroom.

The yard was full of girls and women kneeling.

Everyone was too angry to speak out. In the brightly lit room, the sound of cursing mixed with the vases, and the sound of beating dishes could be heard endlessly.

"Yingying Shen! You fucking... break my leg if you have the ability, or I will run away sooner or later... You bastard, get out!"

"Get out! Don't touch me, you bastard, I think you're disgusting!"

The voice behind became a little unbearable.

Qiao Yijin's crying was loud at first, but in the end there were only tiny moans left.

Minglan raised her eyebrows.

I always feel that this scene seems a bit familiar.

After about an hour, Ying Shencai came out of the room with loose hair and panting.

Ming Lan was about to turn around and go back.

Yun Ying Shen has already walked past his porch.

"Does the dark guard still teach people to eavesdrop on other people's affairs?"

Minglan's shoulders stiffened, but he didn't hesitate for long before turning over and falling to the ground, kneeling in front of Yun Yingshen, and respectfully said: "Everyone in the yard can hear it, why come to Minglan's place, it's like eavesdropping Woolen cloth?"

Yun Ying Shen took the clothes handed over by the attendant, put them on, and took a look at Ming Lan: "Why, Xiao Qi Han has no ability to protect his own people, so you want you to take your anger out on me?"

Minglan was taken aback for a moment, and immediately said: "Minglan dare not."

"It doesn't matter if you dare or not." Yun Yingshen took two steps forward, lowered his head and glanced at Minglan, "I don't want Jin'er to know about Shen Xingfeng's death, understand?"

Ming Lan nodded: "Naturally."

Yun Yingshen bent her lips: "You go to the main hall and wait for me, I will come right after I wash up."

……

On the seventh day of March in the sixth year of Daqi, Xiao Qihan got married and welcomed Shen Jun as his wife.

All peoples celebrate.

On the second day of the wedding, Xiao Qihan brought Shen Jun into the palace to thank the emperor and the new empress.

Emperor Wanhe's health was not very good, and he spent most of the time falling asleep on the Longtao bed.

The third prince, who is the present prince Yun Xiuming, is at the bedside, serving him every step of the way.

Seeing Xiao Qihan, he quickly walked over.

"Ning Yuanhou, do you have anything important to report?"

Xiao Qihan had a humble attitude: "I just brought Jun'er to thank you."

Shen Jun bowed to Yun Xiuming: "I have seen the prince."

Yunxiu smiled brightly, "It is said that you were reluctant to marry that Zuo family at the beginning, but now that you have finally married your sweetheart, you should get your wish, right?"

Xiao Qihan's eyes were slightly cold, he nodded, "Yes, I got what I wanted."

Shen Jun held Xiao Qihan's hand tightly.

Yun Xiuming still had to take care of the emperor, Xiao Qihan couldn't stay for a long time, so he just pulled Shen Jun to kowtow three times to the emperor at the outer door, and then left.

Yun Xiuming hurried out again.

"Qi Han. I have something to tell you."

He glanced at Shen Jun.

Shen Jun tactfully retreated to the side.

Xiao Qihan asked: "Prince, please tell me."

"The remnants of the ex-prince's party stole the sea patrol chart, and Prince Yinsu has taken all of them. Prince Yinsu wrote to his father for instructions, but in this case..."

Xiao Qihan smiled: "Your Highness is the prince. Since your majesty is seriously ill, the prince can make up his mind on some matters. There are many people in the court who support the former prince. Your highness must remember not to have long nights and dreams."

Yun Xiuming thought about it.

Xiao Qihan took Shen Jun away.

Shen Jun was puzzled: "Why did you kowtow three times just now?"

Xiao Qihan smiled: "Because there will be no chance in the future."

Shen Jun seemed to understand, but asked again: "Where did you go last night? I have been waiting for you for a long time."

On the wedding night, Xiao Qihan didn't come home all night. When he woke up at dawn, he saw Xiao Qihan sleeping next to him, still wearing a bright red wedding dress.

Xiao Qihan explained: "I drank too much, so I rested in the study. If Jun'er doesn't believe it, just ask the servants in the study."

Shen Jun was a little embarrassed: "How could I not believe you, you are my husband."

Xiao Qihan held Shen Jun's hand, the carriage leaving the palace was already waiting at the gate of the palace, Xiao Qihan gently helped Shen Jun up, frowning, "I had a nightmare last night."

"What dream?"

"I dreamed of a man covered in blood, who cried and said to me, give me back my life."

Xiao Qihan's face was pale.

Shen Jun was taken aback, and there was a "click" in his heart, "Could it be...Shen..."

After all, he died because of himself, and Xiao Qihan had an inseparable relationship with him. Could it be that Shen Xingfeng took his life?

Xiao Qihan's face was full of tiredness, "I found a master, let him take a look at it later."

Shen Junhou nodded fearfully, "Okay."

Back at the Hou Mansion, the invited master was already waiting in the mansion.

After casting some spells, the master spoke in a hoarse and low voice.

"My lord, madam, this mansion is indeed haunted by unclean things."

Shen Jun was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "But Shen Xingfeng?"

The master's voice became deeper and more mysterious: "I don't know who this Shen Xingfeng is, but judging from the name, he should be a man? But this wronged soul in the madam's house is a woman and a child."

Ming Lan interjected from the side: "Could it be Madam and Prince?"

Shen Jun also knew about Xiao Qihan's previous wife.

It is said that during childbirth, she died of dystocia.

He asked the master, "Is there a way to solve it?"

The old Taoist said: "This man has deep grievances, but he has no intention of harming anyone. It seems that he is only dissatisfied because his wife has entered the mansion. The old Taoist knows how to cast spells, but just in case, please ask the Marquis and Madam, Don't have sex in the house, be too intimate."

Xiao Qihan frowned, "This Marquis is just newly married, so this kind of request is inevitable..."

But Shen Jun said: "Just listen to the master. During this time, please be patient."

Xiao Qihan remained silent, picked up the teacup on the table, and drank it down in one gulp.

……

Ming Lan pushed open the door of the study and found Xiao Qihan: "Master Hou, everything has been done as you said."

Xiao Qihan wrote a word without raising his head: "Tell him to keep his mouth shut."

Ming Lan was a little puzzled: "Master, please excuse your talk, Mr. Shen is already gone, so why do you have to endure yourself?"

What if the young and strong body is suffocated?

Xiao Qihan chuckled twice, but didn't say anything.

Ming Lan changed the topic: "There is one more thing."

"what?"

"Ah Fu and Long Che want to leave the Hou Mansion."

Xiao Qihan was taken aback for a moment, then asked again: "Where's Gu Shishi?"

Minglan's eyes darkened, "He... has already left. Last night, nothing was left behind."

Xiao Qihan's hand clenched the pen trembled twice: "Let's go, let's all go."

Minglan was silent for a moment, "Master, I'll ask someone to deliver dinner to you."

Tonight's kitchen made osmanthus duck.

When Ming Lan saw that dish, she felt bad.

When he was about to take it away, Xiao Qihan had already picked up the chopsticks, "You can eat together too."

Xiao Qihan never cared about dignity, and it was not uncommon for him and Xiao Qihan to eat at the same table.

Ming Lan sat down a little uneasy.

Xiao Qihan's chopsticks stretched out towards the plate of sweet-scented osmanthus duck, but for some reason, his hands shook so badly that the chopsticks collided together, and he couldn't pick it up no matter what.

The duck meat rolled back onto the plate again and again.

"master……"

Ming Lan quickly picked up a piece of duck meat and put it in Xiao Qihan's bowl.

Xiao Qihan smiled, "It's really strange, I can't even hold a piece of meat."

He put the piece of osmanthus duck into his mouth and chewed it carefully.

As if being choked, his Adam's apple trembled, and he swallowed very slowly and with difficulty.

Ming Lan remained silent.

Xiao Qihan made people serve wine.

Another night of drunkenness.

Ming Lan supported him and put him on the bed in the study, Xiao Qihan's eyes were bloodshot.

"Minglan."

Ming Lan bent down: "The subordinate is here."

Xiao Qihan's voice was hoarse: "I miss him so much..."

Ming Lan froze.

Seeing Xiao Qihan falling asleep in a daze, he covered him with a quilt and left.

Daqi six years, April.

Emperor Wanhe passed away.

Prince Yun Xiuming ascended the throne.

Xiao Qihan handed a letter to Minglan: "Give it to my uncle, as soon as possible."