Judging from her ferocious expression, she must have endured the extreme pain of this whipping before she died.
What cruel methods, whipping, abandoning the body, disfiguring, but leaving only half of her face.
Was it deliberately trying to make people identify her identity?
Who did all this?
Yun Dingchu took the girl and buried the girl's body under a towering ancient tree in Shanlian.
He also erected a monument for her, but there was no writing on the monument because she didn't know what to write.
After all, she I met this woman by chance and didn't know her name.
After burying the woman in the secret chamber and returning to Prince Xiang's Mansion, she heard the muttering voices of the two palace maids: "The assassin came last night and rescued the woman."
"Shh, keep your voice down.
I heard that after she was rescued, he killed her again.
Not only did he kill her, but he also whipped her body to disfigure her body.
Today, a guard went up the mountain to check for hidden dangers.
He was so scared that his face was blue and he couldn't speak.
Too much Terrible."
"Ah" What a shocking new news.
The palace maid was so shocked that she couldn't say a word for a long time.
After a moment he sighed, "Why did such a beautiful and charming woman become a pawn over there?"
"Slaves like us can't decide our own destiny, and she doesn't want to.
Who makes her a passionate woman?
Death may undoubtedly be the best relief for her."
"Actually, she is quite gentle and treats us well."
"Don't be so kind, no matter how nice you are, you are still our enemy."
"It is said that the Dai family also has some influence over there.
A daughter died and the body was not found.
Do you think they will hate us to the bone?"
"My daughter died on our land in Beixiang.
Of course we can't escape interference, but the Dai family should also understand that they have become pawns of the Queen Mother.
There will definitely be bad luck if they come here.
No matter what, we just have to do our part.
That’s all, we can’t take care of anything else.”
"Yeah, you're right."
Looking at the retreating figures of the two palace maids in goose-yellow clothes and with two buns on their hair, Yun Dingchu had a reserved expression on his face, and a heavy light flashed through his eyes.
Sure enough, her guess was good.
It turned out to be Dai Xiaoyou.
Before she came to Beixiang, there were rumors that she died of a serious illness.
However, she saw her for the last time without thinking about her.
It turned out that he was the one she was referring to.
It's paralysis Zi, Dai Xiaoyou was a spy sent by Empress Su, but she fell in love with the King of Beixiang.
She has been in a dilemma for the past few years and has been struggling.
I am afraid that when she first came to Beixiang, she encountered more dangers than she did.
Who did she kill?
Knowing that Dai Xiaoyou fell in love with Dongling Fengzhen, Empress Su was furious and sent dead soldiers to set the fire.
Then, she blamed the mother and son of the Dou family in Beixiang, making the Dai family hate Beixiang.
It penetrates to the bone.
This idea was really brilliant, but maybe it was the Dou mother and son who did it.
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However, they imprisoned her in a secret room and never saw the light of day.
The world knew that she was dead, so there was no need for them to make up for it.
After returning to the room, Yun Dingchu felt a little clogged in his heart due to handling Dai Xiaoyou's body, perhaps for psychological reasons, so he asked the palace maid to boil hot water.
He was about to take off his clothes and take a bath, but the palace maid who didn't want to bring the water took a handful of flower petals.
Sprinkle it into the bathtub and sprinkle some herbs.
Suddenly, the whole bathroom is filled with the smell of flowers and herbs.
When the palace maid saw the cold look in the princess's frown, she could only explain in a high voice, "The prince said that you have a strong body odor and asked the slaves to put more flowers and prepared herbs when you take a bath."
After the palace maid turned around and left with the empty bucket, Yun Dingchu casually fished out all the petals floating on the water.
The petals could be fished out.
The fragrance dripped by the palace maid into the bathtub melted with the water and could not be removed. , sneezed, and while pouring water to wash herself, she cursed the iceberg-faced man who disliked her heavy body odor to see how she would deal with him next.
After taking a bath, she sat in front of the bronze mirror.
The girl Qinglian combed her hair with black hair.
As soon as the palace maid came in to report, "Princess, the prince is accompanying his uncle to inspect the border of Beixiang.
He will be back soon.
Please go out to greet him." ” "I know, go right away."
Qing Lian replied on behalf of her master and continued to dress her up.
Although the temperature has risen a few degrees and there is a faint sunshine shining on the earth, the goose feather-like white snow is still falling from the sky.
Yun Dingchu took the girl out of the palace.
The palace was on a very high ground.
Standing at the gate of the palace, one could have a panoramic view of the entire Beixiang land.
In the snow in the distance, a carriage was coming at speed, followed by him.
There was a large group of soldiers wearing armor and swords on their waists, all riding horses and looking heroic.
Yun Dingchu knew that these people were the escort of King Beixiang.
The sound of horse's hooves came closer and closer, and within a moment, they ran in front of them.
The groom sitting at the front of the carriage tightened the reins of the horse, and the horse stopped neighing.
A certain soldier immediately jumped off the horse and quickly took a handful of orange pear wood.
The chair was moved over, the sedan curtain was raised and then lowered.
When the palace servants moved him into the chair, Yun Dingchu and Qinglian slightly blessed him as a salute.
The man lowered his eyes slightly, knowing that in such a public place, he should angrily reprimand the princess for such unruly behavior.
However, he knew that his newly married princess had a very wild temper, and he did not want to argue with her over a small courtesy.
But when there was another conflict, he had no choice but to glance at her briefly and look away.
The black hair is arranged in a neat bun on the top of the head, and is set in an exquisite white jade crown.
The light green silk crown hangs from both sides of the jade crown, and a flowing flower knot is tied on the lower forehead.
A silver-white brocade robe, a goose-yellow outer coat, and a black cloak on the outside.
Two white ribbons are tied at the collar, and they are constantly fluttering in the snowy wind.
The noble temperament is innate, just like a cold radiance in mid-air.
He just sat on the chair, pursed his thin lips, and stared ahead with his deep, intelligent black eyes, wondering if he was waiting for someone.
As long as he didn't speak, no one would dare to say a word.
The fine white snow stained his brows, making his handsome silhouette against the snowy scene, like a delicate ink painting, as beautiful as a crown jade, and everything in the world suddenly lost its color.
Doesn’t it mean that I went to patrol the Beixiang border with my uncle?
Why did he come back alone, but Yun Qilin was nowhere to be seen?
It should be at the back, Yun Dingchu was guessing, and soon there was a loud sound of horse hooves in his ears.
Dust was flying in his eyes, and a dozen people returned with great momentum.
Jumping off the horse, Yun Qilin took off his purple cloak from his shoulders, threw it to his subordinates behind him, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, I spent five hours riding my horse all over Beixiang.
The people of Beixiang are dressed simply.
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Two farmers just complained to the minister that they had no harvest this year.”
As he spoke, he looked at the white world, sighed and said, "I don't know how long this snow will last.
If it continues to snow like this, I believe the people of Beixiang will not be able to survive this winter."
If the snow continues to fall, all the people in Beixiang will starve to death.
On the surface, these words expressed pity for the people of Beixiang, but in reality they were ridiculing the incompetence of the King of Beixiang.
Anyone could hear the underlying meaning.
Dongling Fengzhen's eyes were dark and bottomless, with a faint smile on his face
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