The black-bellied prince is soft and cute

Chapter 130 Not So Hateful (5)
Mo Shuang listened to His Highness the Crown Prince's tone, and thought that Prince Chu would touch a few crocodiles, so he could ask for more blessings.

Mo Chu's voice came from outside the room: "Master, this subordinate is back."

"come in."

Mo Chu pushed the door open and strode in, holding a porcelain jar the size of a melon in his hand, which was made of high-quality celadon, as clear as jade: "Master, my subordinates have already brought out the little maid's body according to Miss Shui's order. Cremation, this is the ashes of the little maid."

"Master, can use a soft sedan chair to crush human flesh and blood into the ground, is this little master Fei Yan's skill really so unfathomable?" Mo Shuang asked doubtfully.

"It has nothing to do with Fei Yan's skill, there is another mystery under that sedan chair." Huangfu Xun said lightly.

"Sure enough, I can't hide it from my master's eyes. The subordinates have already checked the sedan chair secretly. The lower part of the sedan chair is a thin tube made of refined iron. There is poison hidden in the tube. Once the medicine touches flesh and blood, the flesh and bones will soon be shattered. The sand, the sedan chair is crushed down, it looks like the person in the sedan chair is crushing the human body forcibly."

"What a vicious woman, she clearly wanted to establish her prestige by crushing the little maid, otherwise, why did the sedan chair fall where the little maid was?" A stern look flashed in Mo Shuang's eyes.

Many of their Mo Yingwei's subordinates also lost their lives, but it was a life-and-death struggle for each of them, and they were willing to bet and admit defeat. They did not have the habit of killing innocent people indiscriminately.

Huangfu got up, walked down the table slowly, took the porcelain jar from Mo Chu, and said calmly, "Everything is going according to plan." Mo Shuang wanted to follow, but was stopped by Huangfu's gesture.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, and the mountain wind blew gently, bringing the warmth of late spring and early summer, and the air smelled of flowers and grass.

Holding the porcelain jar in one hand, and with the other behind his back, Huangfu walked slowly to Shui Qianxun's room.The guards guarding outside the courtyard retreated far away under Huangfu Xun's signal.

In the yard, the man in white stood quietly.

The candlelight in the room was shining, and the figure of the girl was reflected on the screen window. Looking at the shadow, she was sitting at the table, and on the table, there was the shadow of a squirrel with a big tail.

One person and one mouse are talking.

"Xuetuan, do you know that if it wasn't for me, Xiaoling wouldn't have died at all." Shui Qianxun reached out to touch Xuetuan's big tail and closed his eyes.

"Zhizhi, Zhizhi." It was the first time Xuetuan saw Shui Qianxun like this, a little sad, a little tired, and a little dazed, so it could only comfort her with squeaky sounds.

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't eaten Xiao Ling's dim sum, she wouldn't have turned back to get another refreshment, and she wouldn't have met Fei Yan and been crushed to death by Fei Yan's sedan chair." Shui Qianxun put her face on the Snowball's body.

"Zhi Zhi, Zhi Zhi." Xue Tuan swept Shui Qianxun's forehead with his big tail, stretched out his small paws, and patted her hand.

"She brought me hot water, and when she asked me to eat snacks, I had hot water."

"Squeak, squeak."

"I also left two pieces of snacks for her. When the banquet is over, let her come to me. I also want to tell the prince to let her be my maid."

"Squeak, squeak."

"She was very young, only thirteen or fourteen years old. She could have grown up, married, and had children, but now, she just died like this..."

"Squeak, squeak."

"Xuetuan, I think I killed her." Shui Qianxun closed her eyes.

The door was pushed open, Shui Qianxun moved his face away from Xuetuan, and saw Huangfu standing in white clothes, standing at the door, looking at her, his eyes faint, his light pink lips, in the dim light, It looks so soft.

His slender hand, like a jade carving, was held flat like that, holding a delicate porcelain jar in his palm.

Shui Qianxun stood up and stared at the porcelain jar with a questioning look in his eyes.

Huangfu nodded: "Mo Chu has already incinerated her according to your arrangement. These are her ashes."

Shui Qianxun pursed her lips tightly.

Huangfu walked to the table, put the porcelain jar on the table, and said flatly: "Her death has nothing to do with you, Fei Yan's sedan chair fell on her on purpose, and she killed her by this method to gain prestige."

"But, if I don't eat those snacks, Xiaoling won't pass by..."

"Then Fei Yan killed another little maid." Huangfu Xun said flatly.

Shui Qianxun lowered his head, picked up the porcelain pot, got up and was about to walk out the door, when his waist suddenly tightened, and Huangfu had already embraced him freely.His eyes were cold: "I will accompany you. I know there is a good place here, so I will bury her there. Don't be sad. When the time comes, I will let you avenge Xiao Ling with your own hands, okay?"

Shui Qianxun leaned on Huangfu Xun's body and nodded vigorously.

The two walked out of the courtyard side by side, and when they left the Tianhu courtyard, Huangfu unleashed his lightness kung fu, carrying Shui Qianxun's waist, and plundered along the path up the mountain.

After walking for about half a stick of incense, he stopped at the edge of a raised cliff. Shui Qianxun stood there and let out a sigh. From this place, he happened to be facing the small courtyard where Fei Yan lived.

There were several big pine trees growing on the edge of the cliff. Shui Qianxun looked at the pine trees, hugged the porcelain jar, swished up the tree, dug a hole in the trunk, put the porcelain altar into the hole, and put the two pieces in the brocade bag. A piece of snack was also taken out and placed on top of the porcelain jar, and finally the tree hole was re-sealed with the dug-out bark.

After all this was done, Huangfu held her waist, and sat down on a protruding branch. Shui Qianxun leaned his head on Huangfu's shoulder, smelling the mixture of manju and ambergris on his body. The taste of being together makes my heart feel a lot easier.

In fact, His Royal Highness is not so hateful sometimes...

(End of this chapter)