Conan's physique? The Crown Princess is involved in a murder case again

Dongling is located in a remote area with a bad environment, and there are often rumors of ghosts. Being imprisoned here sounds even more unfortunate than being exiled to a barren land.

Therefore, on the day when the carriage was escorted to the Eastern Tomb, Shu, the former Princess An, was used to enjoying a life of luxury, so how could she bear such injustice?

Taking advantage of the fact that the escorting soldiers were not paying attention, he jumped off the carriage with his child and tried to escape. However, he did not choose the right place and fell off a cliff and died.

He lost his wife and his children.

At this point, the once all-powerful and unrivaled Prince An finally became a lonely man.

After Jing Zhichen received Xu Xingyin's letter and read it, he sent the Black Tiger Cavalry to deliver an urgent reply to the East Palace a few days later.

In the letter, he first wrote about the strange anecdotes he saw in Tianshan, then briefly commented on a series of trivial matters caused by Prince An's Rebellion, and told Xu Xingyin to pay special attention to those who might cause chaos.

He wrote a thick stack of memorials in bits and pieces, which seemed to be much more carefully written than the one to Emperor Yan Ning.

At the end of the letter, someone started to feel disgusted.

"The East Palace can have such a good reputation today thanks to my wife's virtuous character. The mistake of Prince An was that he was too careless in choosing a wife. He was not as discerning as me in choosing a wife. I am the best in the world. Thinking of my wife, every day feels like a long time since I last saw her. Fortunately, the moon is high today. I would like to enjoy it with my wife. The moon is thousands of miles away, and I want to express my longing for her. I hope to return home soon, reunite with my wife, spend the rest of my life together, and enjoy the moon and breeze, and spend the spring flowers and autumn moon together."

When Xu Xingyin received Jing Zhichen's letter, the afternoon sun was shining brightly in the study.

She gently unfolded the letter, and as the words flowed, the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose.

Jing Zhichen's handwriting is vigorous and powerful. In the past, he wrote about profound principles, and now he is just as good at writing love words.

Xu Xingyin could almost still see the beautiful scenery on the top of the Tianshan Mountains through the thin piece of letter paper.

Thinking of this, Xu Xingyin picked up the pen again in a good mood and wrote a reply.

"I miss you and look forward to your return."

Xu Xingyin lived as extravagantly as Jing Zhichen. He ordered the Black Tiger Cavalry to deliver letters. The letters were sent via ordinary official post stations, and it took quite a while for the letters to go back and forth.

Therefore, after sending the letter, Xu Xingyin continued to devote himself to the tedious daily affairs.

In addition to the miscellaneous affairs of the six palaces, Xu Xingyin focused his attention on another important matter——

Lu Xu's funeral.

Lu Xu was the son of a criminal, so logically speaking he should be treated with a low profile and no monument should be erected for him.

But Lu Xu died after all because he blocked the sword for Xu Xingyin, so Xu Xingyin specially went to ask for the imperial decree of Emperor Yan Ning to give Lu Xu a grand funeral.

The Jiangning Lu family may have flaws, but Lu Xu, who has been determined to eliminate evil and promote good since childhood, is always as bright as light, sincere and enthusiastic.

His love...is always there for you.

Lu Xu had no relatives or friends in this world, so his entire funeral was handled by Xu Xingyin alone, from site selection to ceremony process, all done personally.

Xu Xingyin chose a small hill in the suburbs of Beijing as the cemetery. The scenery there is beautiful, and one can have a panoramic view of the prosperous scene of the capital from afar.

Lu Xu's wish before his death was to stand in the bustling city and watch all the joys of the world with a smile. The position he has chosen now can be regarded as the fulfillment of his wish.

On the day of Lu Xu's burial, white flags were flying on the hill. Xu Xingyin, dressed in plain clothes, suppressed his grief and personally led people to carry Lu Xu's coffin up the mountain.

The last handful of soil for the burial was scattered by Xu Xingyin herself. She choked with sobs and patted the pointed pile of soil with trembling hands, just like she had patted his shoulder before.

Then she said, "Ayan, have a nice journey."

Xu Xingyin's voice echoed in the empty mountains, making Danfeng feel uncomfortable. Xu Xingyin had been busy with chores since Japan, and today he had not had a good rest for several nights in order to take care of Lu Xu's funeral. Danfeng couldn't help but persuade him.

"Princess, the funeral is over. Please go back and rest for a while."

Xu Xingyin was a little dazed when he heard the voice, then shook his head, his eyes still on the tombstone.

"It's okay, you guys go down and rest first, I'll keep him company. No need to come looking for him, I'll come back when I've stayed long enough."

Dan Feng knew Xu Xingyin's character. Once she made a decision, she would not change it easily.

So he could only bow slightly and retreat with the rest of the people, leaving the space to Xu Xingyin.

Xu Xingyin stood quietly on the top of the mountain, watching the sky gradually darken, and the first snow in the capital also fell silently.

At first there were only dots of white, but soon, they scattered all over the mountain like catkins.

It was snowing heavily, but Xu Xingyin still didn't leave. She let the snowflakes fall on her hair and shoulders, as if she didn't notice anything, and stared quietly at Lu Xu's name on the tombstone.

"Sir, I am here to see you."

Suddenly, a plain figure appeared in front of the tombstone and kowtowed three times respectfully to Lu Xu's tombstone.

Xu Xingyin was stunned and looked at the face for a long time before he remembered that this person was Yin Hong, the confidant left to him by Lu Xu's father.

After the last robbery ended in a bad mood, Xu Xingyin never saw Yin Hong again.

Although the last time they met was not pleasant, Xu Xingyin understood Yin Hong's feelings, so he still politely nodded and greeted him.

"Snowing."

Yin Hong did not respond sharply like last time. He returned the greeting and said these words out of the blue.

It was unclear whether this was addressed to Xu Xingyin or Lu Xu.

Xu Xingyin didn't even touch Yin Hong's face, and continued softly.

"Yes, Ayang used to like snow the most. He said snow is the purest thing in the world and can take away all the dust."

Yin Hong smiled and bowed to Xu Xingyin, "Thank you, Crown Princess, for organizing the funeral for the young master."

"These are what I should have done." Xu Xingyin was stunned, his voice a little hoarse in self-mockery. "I thought... you would blame me. After all, if it wasn't for me, Ayang wouldn't have died."

Yin Hong didn't respond. Looking at the snowflakes all over the sky, he inexplicably remembered what Lu Xu had said to him before he died. A hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes, and then he shook his head.

"The young master likes hustle and bustle. He even chose the most lively area for his house in the capital. But later, the entire Lu family was convicted. He no longer has any relatives or friends in this world, and no more hustle and bustle to enjoy. While he is alive, he is just a walking corpse. Just as he said at the end, death may not be a bad ending for him. I only hope that in the next life, the young master can live like he hopes in this life, with relatives and friends by his side, love forever, prosperity for five generations, and many children and grandchildren."

Xu Xingyin felt mixed emotions as he listened to Yin Hong's words, and tears once again blurred his vision.

Yin Hong glanced at Xu Xingyin with an indescribable emotion in his eyes. After a long silence, he finally spoke to break the silence.

"It's getting late, Crown Princess, aren't you going back to the palace?"

Xu Xingyin said, "I want to stay a little longer."

"Well, in that case, I will leave first."

"where are you going?"