Luo Sheng lowered his eyes and listened, feeling sad and speechless.

Yes, it's so stupid.

The wind was very strong that night and it was dark. She rode her horse and rushed home desperately, while Wei Qiang, who was wearing wedding clothes, chased after her.

She saw the big red lantern hanging under the eaves in front of the gate of Zhennan Prince's Mansion shaking, and saw officers and soldiers holding sharp blades surrounding Zhennan Prince's Mansion one after another.

I just regret that she had not seen her father and mother, and before she could see her young brother who was still in her infancy, she fell off the horse and fell in front of the leader of the siege and killing the prince's mansion.

The pain in the heart after one arrow penetrates the endless pain.

Her newlyweds killed her at her doorstep and could not even allow her to reunite with her family.

She struggled to climb forward, crawling through the blood gushing out of her body with a shocked expression from the leader of the siege of the prince's mansion, but she never had the chance to climb through the gate.

She closed her eyes with endless hatred and regret, and then opened her eyes and became Miss Luo.

And Wei Qiang, her childhood sweetheart and her newlywed husband, became the crown prince and the second noble man in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Luo Sheng used all his strength to calm down and showed a careless smile to the old beggar: "So, the princess's husband became a widower the first day of his wedding—"

The old beggar's face suddenly changed: "Young master, don't talk nonsense!"

For the sake of that little silver, the old beggar lowered his voice: "Does the young master focus on studying and not knowing what is happening outside? The princess's husband is the prince."

"The current prince is actually the princess's husband?" Luo Sheng looked surprised, "But didn't the princess marry to the Prince's Mansion?"

She said, thrusting a piece of silver without hesitation.

Money can make the devil push the mill, not to mention that people of some age in Nanyang City know about it. The old beggar collected the money and spoke again: "The prince is a meritorious. The evidence of the king of Zhennan's treason was found by the prince from the Zhennan Palace. Later, the Tian family wanted to choose a son from the royal family as the crown prince, so they chose the then Prince Pingnan, who was the current crown prince..."

If you ask people from other places, or even people from the capital, you may not know much about these past events, but Nanyang City is different.

The old beggar was not a beggar from the beginning. However, the tragic incident twelve years ago changed not only the Zhennan Prince's Mansion, but also the fate of many people.

Luo Sheng was silent for a long time and showed a faint smile: "So that's it, Your Highness the Crown Prince is really brave and resourceful."

When asked what he wanted to know, Luo Sheng changed back to his original outfit and slowly walked towards the inn with Hongdou.

"red beans."

"What's wrong, girl?"

"What kind of person do you think the prince is?"

Hongdou glanced around and lowered her voice, "I don't hide any ideas from the girl. In the past, I thought the prince was lucky and looked quite kind."

"What about now?"

Hongdou curled her lips: "Now I think the prince is just a scumbag, that princess is so pitiful."

Luo Sheng's eyes flashed, forcing the mist to retreat.

She really likes the maid Hongdou.

"but--"

"But what?"

Hongdou bit her lip and her voice was even lower: "The prince found evidence that King Zhennan had colluded with the enemy and treason early, and married the princess into the house as if nothing had happened. After marrying him, he killed the person neatly. Didn't the princess ever notice that this person was cruel and bad?"

Luo Sheng said calmly: "It's probably because she's blind."

The little maid nodded violently: "It's just blind, but the girl is smart."

Luo Sheng bent his lips and smiled, unable to smile as much as his eyes.

Thank God for giving her a chance to be a smart person.

Wei Qiang, please wait.

Luo Sheng and Sheng Sanlang met in the inn, and he accompanied him to the roadside to burn paper.

Qingming Festival is approaching, and it will not attract attention for those who are out of the house burning paper on the roadside to pay homage to the deceased relatives.

Waiting for the paper money to burn to ashes, Sheng Sanlang looked at Luo Sheng's face and advised: "Cousin, let's go back."

He always felt that the paper money he had just burned was only half of what he had bought, but there was no evidence, so he didn't dare to ask.

Ahem, maybe it’s an illusion, after all, he didn’t have a good science of mathematics since he was a child.

Luo Sheng stared at the paper money burned into ashes and turned into ash butterflies and nodded gently: "Well, go back."

The night is getting darker, and the crescent moon hangs quietly at the top of the treetops, with a lonely and deserted state.

Luo Sheng, dressed in black, walked out of the room and successfully left the sleeping inn.

The streets were empty, and there were even more sounds coming from afar.

"The third update of the afternoon is safe and sound-"

It was indeed late at night, especially in such a small town that has been away from the bustling and bustle for a long time.

Luo Sheng ran lightly along the roadside and soon arrived in front of the dilapidated mansion.

The stone lion in front of the door is still powerful, but it is no longer as glorious as it used to be.

She walked around the wall for a while and stopped, took a few steps back and climbed up the wall with a run-up, and easily landed inside.

Luo Sheng calmed down and looked around.

It is desolate to see.

The lush weeds half a man high, the trees covering the sky and the sun, and the cries of insects intertwined into nocturnal songs.

Luo Sheng walked in step by step, feeling chill all over.

Things change, but that's it.

Perhaps it was a coincidence, or perhaps it was God's will. Tonight twelve years ago was the time when that disaster happened.

This day is the day when she is married, and it is also the day for her whole family and even her own death.

Luo Sheng touched the bag on his arms, which contained burnt paper bought by Sheng Sanlang.

She can't do much yet, the only thing she can do is to burn some paper money for her relatives and tell them she is still there.

The once clear lake surface was filled with dead branches and leaves, and a faint decayed aura penetrated into the nose.

Luo Sheng stopped in front of an embroidery building by the lake.

That was her boudoir, but now there is no need to revisit the old place.

It carries her happiest youth, and also carries the tension and expectations before she leaves the house.

She is the noble princess of Qingyang in the eyes of the people of Nanyang City, but she is no different from ordinary girls in terms of marriage.

Wei Qiang was the husband chosen by her parents for her. She was not ugly and had a bad temper. She had known each other for many years, so she naturally had no reason to object.

At that time, she leaned against the embroidered screen on the bed and thought quietly that she and Wei Qiang would be as loving as their father and mother in the future.

Who knows there is no future.

Luo Sheng lowered his eyes and stared at his slender fingers and laughed at himself.

Who knows that we can talk about the future now.

Luo Sheng took a last look at the embroidery building standing by the decaying lake, and wanted to turn around and leave, but the glance from the corner of her eyes made her froze on the spot.

After a moment of fear, Luo Sheng immediately dodged behind the tree and touched the dagger with his hand.

It was a dagger covered with gems, left by Miss Luo.

Luo Sheng has tried it, and his hair is as sharp as mud, and it is sharp enough.

With the moonlight, her eyes were chasing the figure tightly.
Chapter completed!