I wish you two lifetimes

The streets of Jiankang City, which were originally as usual, suddenly became agitated. A group of people galloped past, and some people fell down one after another because they couldn't avoid it.

"What's the matter? What happened?" Everyone looked at the quickly going back in horror.

"I don't know, what happened?"

"I looked at that figure...why does it look so much like the Fifth Son-in-law?"

The person next to him gasped when he heard this, "Fifth consort... isn't he at the border?"

"Could it be that he knew about the fifth princess..."

Several people lowered their heads and sighed, and stopped talking.

……

Wang Ying galloped away with a group of people, how could she hear what was said here.

When there was still a street away from the princess mansion, the horse under Wang Ying suddenly became restless, kept pacing in place, and neighed from time to time, showing a hint of sadness.

This horse was exchanged at the post station, and the post station was all staffed by Wang Ying. This horse was fed by Wang Ying himself a few years ago, and she also had a lot of affection with him.

Now the abnormality of the horse caused the people behind him to fall into an even more depressing atmosphere. Wang Ying's horse is very spiritual, and it is afraid that something really happened.

Wang Ying didn't delay, got off the horse, pulled the horse and was ready to go forward, but the horse stood motionless and refused to move a step.

His hand trembling as he let go of the rein, he walked forward quickly.

But when he just stepped into the road leading to the Princess Mansion, he stopped. He squinted his eyes and suppressed his anger, "What's going on!"

Wu Nan behind hurried over, seeing everything in front of him, his hand holding the sword was unsteady, "This..."

On both sides of a street, there are two rows of lanterns, both of which are white, with a sad breath of death...

Although he didn't work for the master in the princess mansion before, he also knows a thing or two. The red lanterns here were originally hung by the princess, why they turned white now, and who...

Wunan looked at Wang Ying in a panic, only to see him staring blankly at everything in front of him, his lower lip trembling slightly.

"Master, subordinate—"

"Pick it off!"

Wunan raised his head.

"Pick them all up for me!" Wang Ying's voice was full of uncontrollable anger, "Who allowed these to be hung here! Pick them all up for me, don't let me see another one."

"Yes!" Wunan waved his hand, and everyone below understood.

Wang Ying walked forward. He used to walk this road every day, but he never felt it was as long as today...

"Hey, what are you doing!" There was a loud noise from behind, but Wang Ying's footsteps did not stop because of this.

Wunan looked at the several merchant-like people who suddenly stepped forward to stop them, with their hands already on the hilt of their swords, "Who is it?"

The few people who came snatched all the lanterns from Wunan's subordinates, "What are you doing, we just hung them up, who allowed you to take them down!"

Wunan sword pulled out its sheath, "Who allowed you to put these taboo things here, don't you know that this is the princess mansion?"

One of the young men was not afraid of Wunan's knife at all. He took a step forward, snatched the white lantern from Wunan's hand, and hung it back carefully, with helplessness in his voice, "How do we not know that this is the Princess Mansion?" , These are hung by the people on the street, the princess is a good person, we also want to give her away."

Wunan frowned, and loosened his hand holding the sword. The uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense. A certain thought took root in his heart, and he was so startled that he immediately chased in the direction Wang Ying left.

The master must have guessed it too!
Wang Ying stood at the gate of the Princess Mansion, staring at the gate absently...

There are still white lanterns hanging high at the gate, and the white mourning flags on both sides flutter gently with the breeze, which is really dazzling.

The sound of crying and chanting sutras and chanting Buddha came from the mansion from time to time, hitting his heart hard one after another.

He clenched his fists and stepped through the door.

There was still a maid walking around in the house, and she saw the son-in-law standing at the door at a glance. She opened her eyes wide in shock, thinking that she had misread, rubbed her eyes, and found that he was still standing there.

The maid couldn't bear it anymore, ran to Wang Ying and knelt down with a plop, crying bitterly, "Your son-in-law, you are back." Her eyes were red and swollen badly.

"Where is the fifth princess..." Only he knew how much effort it took him to say these words.

When the maid heard this, she cried even more miserably, "Princess...Princess, she..."

Wang Ying looked in the direction of the bedroom, "She has been dozing off these days, is she still asleep... Go and wake her up, and if she still lingers, tell her... I'm back."

The maid knelt on the ground without moving, but cried even more heartbreakingly.

Wang Ying kicked her to the ground suddenly, and shouted angrily, "I told you to call her, why not!" His eyes were red and bloodshot.

"Wang Ying." Jiang Yu rushed up and grabbed him in a rage.

But I didn't want to be thrown away by Wang Ying all of a sudden.

There was a lot of movement here, and everyone in the mansion came out, all of them wearing white scarves and looking sad. When they saw Wang Ying's figure, their eyes lit up slightly.

A small white figure ran over and threw himself into Wang Ying's arms, crying loudly, "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law."

Wang Ying touched her head stiffly with her hand, her voice trembling, "Where is your sister? Xiu Ming is a good boy, he will tell the truth to his brother-in-law..."

"The mother said... my sister went to a far away place to buy osmanthus cakes for Xiuming, but why hasn't my sister come back... I don't want osmanthus cakes anymore... Xiuming doesn't want to eat osmanthus cakes anymore, Xiuming wants osmanthus cakes Sister..." Xiu Ming cried out of breath, "Brother-in-law, can you help Xiu Ming find sister back..."

People around turned their heads away to wipe away their tears, sobbing softly.

"Okay, brother-in-law will help you find her..." Wang Ying wiped the tears off Xiu Ming's face, "When your sister comes back, brother-in-law will teach her a lesson and stop letting her run around..."

"Consort..." The maid in charge of the mansion raised her head and hesitated for a long time before she was ready to speak.

"Shut up!" Wang Ying snapped, with rare ruthlessness in her eyes, completely different from the tone she had spoken to Xiu Ming just now.

Everyone was shocked. They had an impression that the son-in-law was gentle and gentle, and he was calm in handling things. How could they have seen such an appearance.

"Bad man, you are a bad man!" Xiu Ming suddenly pointed at the maidservant and shouted: "Bad woman, why do you tell others that Sister is dead? Yes, she will come back, she is not dead! People lie in it when they are dead, I have seen it, sister is not in it, it is empty."

Wang Ying was startled, and her dull eyes suddenly lit up, "Xiu Ming, what did you say?"

Liu Xiuming pointed to the location of the main hall, "There is nothing in there, and sister is not in there, they are all lying."

Wang Ying's heart moved, he put down Liu Xiuming, and walked in quickly.

There was a coffin lying in the main hall, the whole room was unbelievably quiet, and a depressive atmosphere swept over.

Without any hesitation, Wang Ying stepped forward to lift the lid of the coffin.

"My son-in-law, don't do it!" came an exclamation from behind.

But it was useless, Wang Ying lifted the lid of the coffin at once, and he looked inside slowly, only Liu Chupei's favorite apricot dress was placed inside, covered with her red fox cloak.

He didn't know how he felt when he saw all this.

All he knew was a voice repeatedly appeared in his mind, without her, without her, she would not be here...

A burst of joy was about to fill his whole body, and the corners of his lips were filled with a smile as if he was in a desperate situation.

But when Wang Ying turned her eyes to the side, she suddenly paused and her face turned cold. He pulled out his sword and swung it forward. The spirit tablet on the table was split in half and rolled to the ground.

Facing up, the two pieces of spiritual tablets are put together to form a row of words: Linhuai Princess Kangai...

The maidservant next to her knelt on the ground, not knowing whether she should pick up the princess' spirit seat.

"Linhuai... Kang Ai... Heh, what a Linhuai Kang Ai..." Wang Ying stared closely at the tablet on the ground.

"Consort..." The courageous court lady crawled over on her knees, picked up the spiritual tablet tremblingly, and held it in her hand, "Consort, this is... the posthumous title of the Fifth Princess."

Wang Ying raised her eyes and recognized who was in front of her, the maid next to Empress Xian—Chunyue.

"The posthumous title..." Wang Ying stared at the tablet in Chunyue's hand, and sneered, her voice suppressed sadness, "I have the posthumous title... Then what about her... there is an empty coffin, who is it for? look!"

Wang Ying snatched the spirit tablet from her hand and smashed it on the ground, her hands trembling uncontrollably, "Go and tell her now, she overplayed her hand this time, I'm very angry!"

Chunyue crawled over again, picked up the spirit tablet, hugged her into her arms, raised her head to look at Wang Ying, tears streaming down her face, "My son-in-law, the princess... is really dead..."

Wang Ying looked at Chunyue for a long time, then slowly squatted down, and looked at her at the same level, her voice could not help but soften, and his eyes were filled with longing, "Chunyue, you go and talk to her, okay? You have been following the first queen before, huh?" Pei must also listen to you, you tell her that she teased me like this, I won't be angry with her, really, you let her come out to see me..."

Chunyue broke down in tears, and bowed her head while holding the memorial tablet.

"Heh." Wang Ying gave a wry smile, stood up slowly, and swiped her sword towards the wooden coffin. I don't know how hard he used, but the wooden coffin was forcibly split open under the eyes of everyone.

"Consort."

"Consort!"

There were exclamations one after another outside, and the mourning hall in front of him was in a mess, and he tore down the hanging funeral banners and threw them aside.

Wang Ying stepped forward and grabbed the red fox cloak in the coffin, pinched it into a ball, her fingers were bloodless, "I said for the last time, let her come out, if she doesn't come out again, I will leave..."

The entire hall was extremely quiet, and everyone suppressed their cries.

Wang Ying looked up and saw that the door was empty, without that beautiful figure... and there was no one who would suddenly rush up from behind him, and that person would cover his eyes and ask him with a smile:

"By the way, when did you come back?"

Sorry, Ape, I just got back...

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The author has something to say: After reading your comments in the morning, I just want to say... Um... Are all of them able to stay up late like this? Staying up late is easy to lose hair, experience it yourself