Reborn group favorite: The prince and I are enemies

The riot lasted for a long time, but there were not many casualties. The burning cell was completely empty, and rows of adobe walls blocked the spread of the fire.

When the jailer controlled the fire and counted the prisoners in each cell, he found that one of the prisoners in the Yu family was missing.

The jailer searched around and saw Yu Qian's body in a pile of grass.

The old and decaying body didn't have much flesh, and it looked even smaller after being trampled on. No one could associate this pile of rotten flesh with Yu Xiang, who once dominated the officialdom.

His death was so simple, yet so miserable.

What's even more ridiculous is that he was trampled to death by his own children and grandchildren just because of a small fire.

Some old jailers saw the clues. This way of death was obviously the same as that of Marquis Yiyong in the past.

However, how many lives did Yiyonghou save by himself?Die a heroic death and a worthy death!

Who is Yu Qian?He died in a stinking cell, his body mixed with the filth that had just been excreted. It was a death that was both satisfying and disgusting.

When the Yu family saw the tragic death of the old man, they cried one after another, but there was not even a drop of false tears.

The jailer shouted impatiently: "Why are you crying? You will end up with the same fate in a short time! Keep your tears and go to the Lord of Hell! Maybe the Lord of Hell will be soft-hearted and not take away some of your sins."

Hearing this, the Yu family cried even louder, but no one cried for the person who was once the pillar of the Yu family, the man who had brought them countless glory.

"There was a fire in the cell, and Yu Qian died under the stampede of his family."

This news was delivered to brother and sister Lu Mingyu and Sima Xuanmo at the same time.

The three siblings smiled calmly, threw the note into the stove, and burned it.

It's like treating dust and grass as indifferent.

The blood feud is greater than the sky, but when they walked through the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and experienced the hatred of the country and the family, they came step by step to where they are today.

Yu Qian's death was no longer worthy of their joy or even joy.

"What's wrong?" Xie Yun, who was half drunk and half awake, saw Lu Mingyu's expression and stood up and asked.

Because he was tipsy, his steps were a little shaky, and because he was sleepy, he suddenly staggered and fell on Nangong Suisui.

The pendant on his neck was also thrown into the furnace, and when Baili Wuxiang hurriedly took it out, it had been burned out of shape.

"God's will." Xie Yun murmured and fell into a drowsy sleep.

Nangong Suisui resisted his arm and said, "I can't bear it anymore. I'll send him back to his room to rest."

"Thank you for your hard work, Miss Asui." Lu Mingyu said and handed Xie Yun to her with confidence.

Xie Yun made no mistakes.

It should not be possible to break any of the three legs.

Baili Wuxiang looked at Nangong Suisui's figure holding Xie Yun firmly as he left. He shook his head and sighed: "Xie, I'm afraid my health will be in trouble in the future. This girl is amazing and can be a man."

Lu Mingyu rolled her eyes at him: "That's also Xie Yun's choice. What are you worried about?"

Baili Wuxiang felt bored and shut up.

The sound of banging at the third watch had just started, and everyone couldn't bear it anymore, so they went back to the courtyard to sleep one after another.

Changsun Tao specially warmed his cloak, and when he went out, he opened his big hands to cover Lu Mingyu, and the two of them hugged each other and went to Zhizhiju.

"Zhaohua, Yu Qian is dead." Lu Mingyu nestled in his arms, "I don't even feel any joy, nor do I feel relieved."

Changsun Tao comforted him: "You haven't let go of this hatred. It's because Yu Qian's death is of no importance and cannot make any waves."

Lu Mingyu said: "If Wu proposes to escape, there might be some trouble, but we will overcome it smoothly, right?"

Changsun Tao put his arms around her shoulders: "Of course. You and I have been married for less than two years. We have experienced so many storms so far, including the plague in Pingcheng, my poisonous hair, the floods in Yangzhou, and the mutiny in Northern Qi. There is no danger in everything, but we have all survived. Come here, and this time too.”

Lu Mingyu said: "I'm not afraid, I'm just a little confused suddenly. The memory of me running all over the mountains with my braids is still so fresh. In the blink of an eye, I am now a man/wife and mother."

Changsun Tao said: "Master said that it is easy to think too much during pregnancy, and you will often have mood swings, but you must not have any scruples. If you are unhappy, sad, or scared, you must tell me all these."

"I will be by your side, wherever you can see. Whenever you need me, I will be there right away. I guarantee it will be faster than lightning."

Lu Mingyu curled her lips and said, "Well, you found out. Actually, I'm a little scared. I can't help but be scared when I think about going into labor."

Changsun Tao hugged her tighter: "If possible, I hope it's me who will be pregnant in October. Yan Yan, after this pregnancy, no matter what, we don't want to have a second child. I'm afraid of your pain, and I can't bear your hard work."

Lu Mingyu said: "No matter what, promise me that you will stay with me when I am about to give birth."

Changsun Tao said loudly: "Even if a knife comes from the sky, I will stay with you."

Lu Mingyu put his arms around Chang Sun Tao's waist: "I'm so lucky."

Changsun Tao lowered his head and kissed her cheek gently: "I'm very lucky too."

The couple returned home together, with a surprisingly harmonious back view that made people feel warm.

Yuanshuo is the beginning of spring.

Prince Qi's Mansion opened for firecrackers.

After Lu Mingyu and Chang Sun Tao freshened up, they first went to the Chu family to pay New Year's greetings, then went to pay New Year's greetings to Baili Wuxiang, and then gave red envelopes to defenders Dong Shi and Xiao Qian.

After working for a long time, the couple couldn't help but feel a little strange. Why didn't they see Xie Yun this morning?

Could it be that he is still hungover?

Just as they were thinking, Nangong Suisui hurried past the two of them without even saying hello.

Just as Lu Mingyu was about to catch up and ask, he saw her pulling Baili Wuxiang and hurrying towards Xie Yun's yard.

"Miss Asui, please slow down and let me go by myself." Baili Wuxiang was dragged by her, stumbling.

Nangong Suisui said with a cold face: "Don't talk nonsense, be careful I'll beat you up."

Baili Wuxiang was unhappy. His years were right in front of him, but why was he, an old man, never respected?

"What's wrong? Miss Asui broke the second brother's leg again?" Lu Mingyu muttered in confusion.

Changsun Tao said: "Let's take a look."

When Changsun Tao and Lu Mingyu arrived, Baili Wuxiang was checking Xie Yun's pulse, with a rare serious look on his face.

Nangong Suisui bit his fingers nervously: "I don't know what happened. He was fine last night. When I came to see him this morning, I saw him like this."

Baili Wuxiang took his pulse attentively for a long time and exclaimed: "It doesn't make sense... If the pulse is correct, he should be dead by now."

Nangong Suisui said excitedly: "Old man, what are you talking nonsense about during the Chinese New Year?"

Lu Mingyu stepped forward and held her: "Listen to what my master has to say."

Baili Wuxiang put down Xie Yun's wrist and said, "I'm done, girl, come and find out. Is this kid's pulse a dying one?"

Seeing that Baili Wuxiang was lying, Lu Mingyu put his hand on Xie Yun's pulse, and then her brows furrowed.

This is - a dead pulse.