The dark night seeped into the main hall, as if the glass was filled too full and a little overflowed.
When the geese return, the tide comes and there are floods, but the bright moon never rises again.
The wind in the middle of the night has gradually become quieter, and the night is a silent hustle and bustle, but the prayers have not yet ended.
It has been raining heavily in recent days, and the heavy rain has not stopped yet, with continuous light rain.
The entire Yun Mansion was extremely quiet, shrouded in rain, and everything was somewhat unclear.
As the eldest son of Yun Qi, Yun Qing naturally knelt at the front of the mourning hall. Feng Qi looked at him from behind. His back was still upright, but it had some inexplicable changes.
Chen Mohan had already died from crying, his eyes were horribly red and swollen, and he fainted several times.
Even the old lady, whom Feng Qi had never seen before, came out of the back room. However, the old lady did not reveal her joy or sorrow. She just sat on the chair and stared at the mourning hall.
She repeatedly pinched the beads in her old and withered hands and kept muttering something in her mouth.
Maybe he was feeling sorry for the white-haired man who sent him to the black-haired man, but the things in his eyes still showed out uncontrollably.
Yun Qi was still on the way, but Yun Sheng rushed back at dawn.
When she saw Yun Qing, Yun Sheng burst into tears all of a sudden. She didn't care about her image and cried till she felt like a girl.
Yun Qing just said nothing, just comforting this sister in his own way.
Yun Qi was sent to the family tomb, and the name on the tombstone was carved by Yun Qing himself.
With Yun Qi's rough life, with his once heroic ambitions, with everything he once had, they were buried.
Looking at the deep pit dug out of the ground, it was the final resting place of Yun Qi's life.
Unlike Yunzhuo, when she was buried, there was only Huai Zhun, a stranger beside her.
No relatives even know where she is now, and probably no one except Huaizhun and herself will remember to visit her.
Yunzhuo was buried in the barren mountains by his relatives.
But Yun Qi was carried into the family tomb. He didn't have to worry about incense, and he might even be able to chat with his clan relatives.
No matter what Yun Qi has done in his life, the curtain should have come to an end here, and his story will also stop here.
Yun Qing watched the coffin fall to the ground, held up a handful of loess with both hands reverently, and dropped it happily.
After standing in front of the tomb for a long time, only Yun Qing and Feng Qi were left.
Yun Sheng was weak and had already passed out after experiencing such pain, so he was carried back by Lu Youran.
The old lady always said that she was too old to see such a scene, but she just watched Yun Qi being buried and left.
Some people may say that the old lady is hard-hearted, but Feng Qi instinctively sensed the old lady's fear.
Her sadness was never shown in front of outsiders.
Yun Qi was a little numb, but his eyes were still red. The young man had matured a lot overnight.
Looking at Yun Qing's upright figure, Yun Qi ignored Feng Qi and just patted Yun Qing's arm.
He said brother, don't worry, the Yun family still has him.
After that, Feng Qi seemed to rarely see Yun Qing again, but he would meet Yun Qi from time to time.
Yun Qi is also handsome, but his face still has a childish look. He is indeed a child who has not yet grown up.
But the first time Feng Qi saw Yun Qi, he felt that this person was not what he saw. There seemed to be something else hidden in the depths of his eyes.
What Yun Qi said came to mind. He said that some people can always spot the aliens in a crowd.
Maybe they are similar, so you can identify your partner at a glance.
Everyone has secrets.
Without Yun Qi, Dafang became even busier. Apart from being sad, he also had to take care of his livelihood.
Under the care of the old lady, Yun Sheng recovered quickly. Compared to Yunyang, Yun Sheng was the truly delicate daughter.
The sadness that enveloped Yun Mansion did not mean to be diluted, but was mixed with other things and became more and more intense.
Yunyang and Yun Sheng were sitting at the table talking about something. Fengqi was originally staying alone in his yard, but the old lady sent someone to talk.
At this time, I hope that the younger sister and Yunyang, the elder sister, can play their roles.
But yes, any comfort is in vain at this time, it would be better to have more companionship.
When Feng Qi came, Yun Sheng's face was still filled with tears, as if she had just cried.
Since she was the youngest sister, Feng Qi still bowed slightly and called her sister stiffly.
Unexpectedly, Yun Sheng turned his face away, seeming a little displeased.
As she wiped away the tears from her eyes, she said dullly: "When have you ever been so polite to me?"
It was probably because his daughter's family had a little temper, so Yunyang quickly waved to Feng Qi.
"Yun'er is here, just sit down quickly. The three of us sisters haven't had a heart-to-heart talk yet."
Feng Qi didn't answer, just sat down on the side, not forgetting to observe Yun Sheng carefully.
I had seen Yun Sheng when she came back, but at that time she was crying so hard that she couldn't breathe, and I couldn't take a good look at her.
If Yunyang is the soft and gentle clouds on the horizon, maybe Yun Sheng is the swallow that shuttles back and forth among the white clouds.
Such a person should always have a charming smile.
Seeing that Feng Qi had not spoken until he sat down, Yun Sheng became more and more unhappy.
"Yes, yes, does it really make my sister so unhappy to see my face?"
Yun Zhuo's smile was extremely beautiful and sweet, but Feng Qi's smile was always forced.
Yunyang, who had long been used to it, thought Yunzhuo had always been like this, but Yun Sheng couldn't stand it.
Feng Qi smiled reluctantly, "If my sister is happy, then I can be happy."
Yun Sheng's face was a little pale, and she simply lay lazily on Yunyang's knees, and said feebly: "Sister, I'm so tired."
Yun Yang gently stroked Yun Sheng's long, silky hair, his eyes full of smiles and a little distressed.
"It doesn't matter. If you're tired, just take a good rest."
Looking at the warm scene between the two of them, a strange feeling flashed through Feng Qi's heart, but he was suppressed in the end.
Yun Sheng's closed eyelashes trembled slightly, maybe a few tears fell down, but they were quickly wiped away by her hands.
At times like this, even sadness is sinful.
Yunyang was still comforting her softly, her voice was always gentle and gentle, making people unable to raise even the slightest bit of temper.
Feng Qi felt that he was definitely not as considerate as Yunyang, so he left after chatting with the two of them.
But Feng Qi did not return to his yard, but wandered aimlessly on the street.
Shen Chi once again appeared like a ghost, but fortunately Feng Qi was used to this person's appearance and appearance.
He seemed to have completely forgotten about his madness that night. He was still wearing a loose brocade robe and still playing with the folding fan in his hand.
"Wan Shitong has something to tell you."
Feng Qi still walked minding her own business, because she knew Shen Chi would continue talking.
It seems that nothing in this world can interrupt Shen Chi. As long as he wants to say something, no one can.
"He said that the appearance of the gang of bandits who killed Yun Zhuo was not accidental."
As soon as these words came out, Feng Qi's steps suddenly stopped, and she looked at Shen Chi with burning eyes.
With that look on his face, he almost pounced on him and grabbed him by the collar tightly, as if he wanted to stare a hole into the person in front of him.
Shen Chi looked calm and relaxed, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. It was his greatest pleasure to be able to see other expressions on Feng Qi's face.
Feng Qi frowned and said stiffly: "Who is it?"
Shen Chi smiled and said, "I'll take you to ask in person tonight and we'll find out."
After saying this, Shen Chi turned around and left, his lifted robe swaying slightly, looking wild and windy.
However, Feng Qi could no longer calm down. Yunzhuo died under his own eyes, and Yunzhuo died because of his poor care.
I owe Yun Zhuo too much. Anyone who has hurt Yun Zhuo should pay the price.
Feng Qi did not return to Yun Mansion, but went directly to the underground city.
In restaurants in underground cities, you can always hear many things that cannot be heard on the ground.
What the people on the ground were saying was that the parents of wealthy families were short-lived. After all, no one dared to touch matters concerning the royal family.
But the dungeon is different. You can say anything here, and no one can condemn you.
But after sitting there all afternoon, Feng Qi didn't hear anything interesting. He just heard that something seemed to have happened in the palace.
I heard that the biological mother of the Ninth Prince was found dead in the cold palace under mysterious circumstances, or that she had her heart cut open and her bones eviscerated.
Following the descriptions of several people, Feng Qi seemed to have witnessed with his own eyes how the beautiful woman was grabbed tightly, her heart cut open bit by bit, and he watched his life gradually pass away.
The helpless and shrill wails did not attract the slightest pity from the murderers, and no one even heard them.
It is absolutely impossible that such a tragedy happened in the imperial city, under the emperor's nose.
Blood spurted out, and the golden hall was everywhere, dripping with blood.
It was a sacrifice and a carnival of blood.
In the darkness, there might be someone watching with burning eyes, with bottomless desire deep in their eyes.
When this tragedy happened in the palace, it happened to be the day when Shen Chi went crazy. Feng Qi only thought it was a coincidence.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Feng Qi thought that he should go find Shenchi.
But before he had walked a few steps, he bumped into Yun Yunqi head-on. However, Yun Qi passed him by and didn't pay attention to him as a passerby.
But Feng Qi still subconsciously wanted to take a few more glances. Why did Yun Qi appear here?
As if aware of the hot gaze behind him, Yun Qi turned his head, but he didn't see anyone behind him.
I just seemed to have seen a woman wearing a white jade mask, and her eyes seemed to recognize me.
However, there was a mixed crowd in the dungeon, and Yunqi didn't want to cause any trouble, so he didn't look much further.
While he was still in a trance, the ghost soldier appeared in front of him. He was much taller than Yun Qi.
The cold armor carries a strong chill, revealing a pair of cold eyes without a trace of emotion.
"The master is already waiting."
Yun Qi nodded, followed by the ghost soldiers, and strode away.
Feng Qi, who was watching all this in the dark, couldn't help but frown. Could it be that Yunqi has something to do with the dungeon?
Without thinking too much, Feng Qi raised his feet just to catch up and take a closer look. The business in the dungeon was not something he could just do if he wanted to.
If Yun Qi does something stupid again because of Yun Qi's affairs, it will really cause a headache.
I'm not worried that Yun Qi and Yun Qing will come to take revenge on me after they find out it's me, I just feel inexplicably worried.
But before he could catch up a few steps, Feng Qi suddenly stopped in his tracks.
He only got involved with the Yun family because of Yun Zhuo. What does it have to do with him if something happens to the Yun family now? Why should he bother himself so much?
After pondering for a while, Feng Qi turned around and left, in the opposite direction to Yun Qi.
The man looked down at the person he met inadvertently in the corner, his face filled with frost, and he clicked his tongue dissatisfied.
Wan Shitong was still wearing a white robe and just smiled softly, "It seems that Lord Ghost King's plan has failed. Feng Qi still hasn't changed."
The man snorted softly, seeming a little unconvinced.
"I never fail. If this is the case, then I will add another fire."
Sometimes, only constant deprivation can make you happy. This chapter has been completed!
