She is so charming and charming

Chapter 47
After handing over the case file to Zhang Tuo, it is not her turn to take care of the rest of the matter. She is only responsible for investigating and adjudicating the case, not for judging the case.

After leaving the Ministry of Criminal Justice, the twilight has gradually dimmed, and the darkness engulfed the unexpected day.

There was a cool breeze.

This new wind comes from the south, it is bitter and cold.

The whispers of the bystanders were very close and clear, "It's so tragic that a whole hundred thousand troops were buried in Youzhou."

"Isn't it? General Pei is also a hero. I heard from soldiers who came back from the southern border that the people of Youzhou erected a monument for General Pei."

"..."

Rong Yan was startled, stopped, turned around and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Those people looked at her in a daze, "Pei Guogong, General Pei is dead, don't you know?"

"Death..." Her pupils trembled slightly, "But General Pei Zhiming?"

"Yes, the husband of Princess Showa, General Pei."

Rong Yan's heart clenched suddenly, the emperor didn't send troops...

Her figure suddenly froze, and Lu Yan beside her supported her arm, "Girl, girl... are you okay?"

Rong Yan's face was as pale as paper, could it be fate after all?

Female supporting role, male supporting role, a fate that has been arranged by fate long ago, is insignificant and nothing more than breaking free...

Just like Pei Zhiming, just like Pei Yu, just like me...

"Go to Pei's house."

Lu Yan said yes, and helped Rong Yan into the carriage.

It was quiet all the way.

However, Rong Yan had a kind of depression that almost made her breathless. Today is the Pei family, and a few years later it will be the Rong family. Wei Yan will stab her heart with the sharpest sword.

……

In Duke Pei's mansion, there were not even guards stationed outside the gate.

Rong Yan didn't want to understand why there was not even a single guard in a dignified Duke's mansion. She just entered Pei's house without hindrance, all the way to the atrium, and then to the main courtyard, but there was still no one there.

Depression and Lengse brought a layer of twilight desolation to the entire Duke's Mansion.

She pushed the door open.

It was dark inside, without a ray of light.

Her pupils shrank suddenly.

Dried blood condensed into lumps on the blue ground.

The woman's body was already glowing with the bluish gray of death.

She was wearing a blood red wedding dress embroidered in Suzhou.

The lips and teeth are whitish.

A piece of paper that I would not let go even if I died in my hand.

The young Pei Yu's clothes were stained with red blood, which was his mother's blood.

He didn't have much emotion, and hugged his mother silently.

Darkness enveloped him.

The pupils were already hollow, and the tears on his face had already dried up.

The piece of jade ring on Rong Yan's wrist suddenly "clicked", and a shallow crack appeared on the bracelet that Wei She had given her.

"Pei Yu..."

Her voice was as if she had swallowed a mouthful of yellow sand, it was difficult and dry, the trembling pupils, the tears just slid down.

The young man shrugged his shoulders.

The girl who came from behind the light was so dazzling, and she was too far away from him, like the Guanghan Palace where he looked far away in the world, separated by hundreds of millions of light years.

Moze was in his eyes, cold and lonely, his voice was hoarse, "Get out..."

Rong Yan didn't move, bit her lip, and stared at him, "I won't leave, I'm afraid..."

The latter sentence was never uttered.

He raised his indifferent face, met Rong Yan's gaze, and said sarcastically, "Are you afraid that I will commit suicide?"

Rong Yan curled up her fingers.

His young body picked up Wei She's body, and when he passed by her, he paused, "I, Pei Yu, never need pity from others."

Rong Yan's heart was suffocatingly painful, and hot tears fell slowly.

The twilight is bleak, the boy's steps are heavy, one step, one step...

It's like a never-ending end.

The falling paper landed on Rong Yan's skirt, she picked it up, it was a line of words, which she had never seen before, very powerful, as if carved into the flesh and blood.

The letter reads:

Once the body has promised the country, it is difficult to promise a wife.

……

A short eight-character suicide note.

It ended Pei Zhiming's life.

(End of this chapter)