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Chapter 1295 Twin Life Tribulation (91)

Without gongs and drums, Luo Xing directly put the lid on the coffin. After sealing the lid, he used a shovel to spread the loess layer by layer.

Gradually, a small hill of the grave was formed. Luoxing used a shovel to pat the soil on the grave, then threw the shovel aside, took a wooden board, and carved words on it.

She was in a very calm mood, carving words slowly, and the dripping water suddenly hit the wooden board.

The water droplets kept falling, the water splashed, and a large piece of the wood was wet. Luoxing's hand engraved slightly paused, put down the carving knife and raised his head. The sky did not rain, but the sky was still clear. Hovering between the clouds is excellent weather.

She numbly stroked her hand over her cheek, only to realize that it was not rain, but her own tears.

It's not accurate to say that, these tears belonged to Mu Yanxing.

The protection and love that Luo Ya gave Mu Yanxing was really like that of a father, even more than that given by her biological father. Now that her father is dying, it should be happy and mourning, but she still can't help her mood swings.

From this moment on, she really has no other lonely family except the emperor brother.

As the breeze blew, it seemed that someone whispered thank you in Luo Xing's ear.

Mu Yanxing's obsession was completely relieved at this moment. Her father passed away without any illness and disaster, and her royal brother was enjoying a prosperous life. There was nothing she could not let go of, and it was time for her to welcome her new life.

The fluttering tears stopped abruptly, and the wind dried the tears, leaving only two lines of tear marks stubbornly proving that she had cried.

Luo Xing's expression didn't change in the slightest, he picked up the carving knife to re-carve, and carved all the tombstone and epitaph, it was already dark.

Luo Xing stood up and stretched his numb and stiff body, picked up the board, walked to the grave, and inserted the board into the soil with a little force.

She took out a small jade flute from her arms and put it to her lips. The sad and melancholy tune made people cry, touching the scene.

The sound of the flute rang all night, Luoxing was exhausted and fell into the pile of dead leaves. She turned over, smiled, and fell into a deep sleep.

After Luo Ya was buried, Luo Xing stayed at Cangyan Mountain for seven days, playing music and keeping vigil for him, then he packed up his things and left on horseback.

Luo Xing almost fell off his horse several times during the journey because he hadn't eaten for several days.

It wasn't that she didn't want to eat, but because she hadn't used needles to suppress the strange poison in her body for several days, she would vomit whatever she ate. If she wanted to recover, she had to rush back to Shi'an Academy to find Mo Yu to give needles.

Fortunately, no one came to assassinate Luo Xing on the way back to the capital, otherwise she would not have escaped death.

Ping An approached the gate of the capital. Luo Xing put some rouge on his lips that would not fade, cheered up, straightened his back, sat on his horse and entered the city.

Her fragility can only be left to herself, and no outsiders can see it, otherwise the prosperity and well-being that has been obtained with great difficulty will be destroyed.

Back at Shi'an College, inside and outside the college, it was extremely lively, and the students coming and going almost broke through the threshold.

Luo Xing asked a student who was wearing a Shi'an Academy student uniform to ask, and found out that the admissions assessment had already started, these days the masters were all worried and bald, wishing they could slap themselves two big mouths.

They are dizzy with work every day, and they have only assessed less than [-] students. It is impossible to do it all without losing a layer of skin.

Why did you make such a fool of yourself and say you need to take an assessment in the first place? Isn't this just causing trouble for yourself?
The assessment was requested by the masters on their own initiative, Luo Xing didn't say a word about it, and rode his horse back to Qingzhuyuan, bypassing the crowd.

Getting off Chi Feng's back, Luo Xing touched the top of Chi Feng's head, "Thank you for your hard work, I'll ask someone to feed you high-quality horse grass."

Chifeng cried, expressing his happiness.

Luo Xing retracted his hand, placed Chi Feng in the yard, and walked towards his bedroom.

Her yard is cleaned by guards every day, and after going out for more than ten days, there is not a trace of dust on the table and ground.

Entering the room, Luo Xing sat down at the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

The tea was warm and had just been changed in the morning.

Luo Xing took a sip from the tea bowl, the blood in his chest surged, and he vomited it all out, leaving a small pool of blood on the ground.

Sighing slightly in his heart, Luo Xing put down the tea bowl, threw down a white cloth towel to wipe it, and then threw the cloth towel into a brazier beside him and burned it.

She couldn't eat or drink, so she went to the yard and called the guards guarding the gate, asking them to prepare horse grass to feed Chi Feng. She jumped up to the tree, sat on the tree and leaned against the trunk with her eyes closed. repose.

Mo Yu was busy recruiting students, and he couldn't get involved in the decision-making, so he just did his job as a helper. While he was busy, he heard some students from the Civil and Military Academy say how much Mr. Ji Yuanji rode into the academy. He knew that Ji Yuan had returned to the academy.

He suddenly couldn't sit still where he was, so he stood up from the chair and ran out in a hurry.

After running out for so many days without making a sound, this Jiyuan is really reckless.

Dean Liu stopped him, "Master Mo, we haven't finished our work here yet, what are you going to do?"

Mo Yu's mind was full of how to scold Ji Yuan. After being stopped by his master, he turned around stiffly, and quickly thought of a reason, "I...I have a stomach discomfort, and I need to go to the toilet."

Dean Liu looked disgusted and waved his hands, "Go."

Mo Yu came out of the room and ran back to his residence first to get the needle pack and medicine, and then ran to Qingzhuyuan where he wanted to sacrifice Yuan.

Entering the Qingzhu courtyard, there is a harmonious atmosphere inside, Chi Feng is eating the horse grass fed by the guards, one person and one horse are quiet, very harmonious.

Seeing that there was an outsider, Mo Yu changed from running to walking, and walked unhurriedly to Jiyuan's master bedroom.

The guard was responsible for guarding the Qingzhu Courtyard. He knew very well who entered the courtyard on weekdays. He glanced at Mo Yu and couldn't help but remind him: "Master Ji is not in the room, he is blowing the wind on the tree."

Mo Yu raised his head, and there was a man in a black robe sitting on the top of a tree covered with dead leaves, which gave him a sense of déjà vu, old trees and drowsy trees.

In front of outsiders, it was not easy for Mo Yu to show off his kung fu, so he raised his head and shouted: "Master Ji, I have something to ask you for advice, may I come in and discuss it in detail?"

Luo Xing lowered her head, her brows were cold and alienated, and in a moment, she jumped down from the tree and landed half a meter in front of Mo Yu.

The two stood very close, so close that Mo Yu could smell the faint smell of blood on each other.

Mo Yu unconsciously looked at Luo Xing. Was she injured?

Luo Xing stood there for 15 seconds, turned and entered the room without looking at Mo Yu.

Mo Yu followed behind and didn't see anything unusual about Ji Yuan, so he looked away.

(End of this chapter)