Empress, she always wants to abdicate

Chapter 370 Scared?
The sudden change caused Han Zhiyu's pupils to shrink slightly, and she couldn't dodge in time, seeing that blood was all over her body.

But Ying Yu dodged over, covered her eyes and completely covered her with his loose gown.

The gushing blood drenched his whole body, splashing like red flowers.

"Why did you come here?" Han Zhiyu, who was originally calm as usual, couldn't help but slip into his arms.

After so long, it was the first time for Ying Yu to hear her speak softly in a crying voice, but he still hid back: "I'm covered in blood, don't get it on you."

She always likes to be clean, but now she shakes her head: "I don't think you're dirty, I'm covered in dust anyway."

Only then did Ying Yu let her nest on him, while he raised his hands helplessly.

After calming down for a while, she came out of his arms and said with red eyes, "Qu Qingqing is gone."

That kind of bleeding must have cut the aorta, which may not be able to be rescued in modern times. She died on the spot at this moment.

"Yeah." Ying Yu's face was slightly cold, he took off his bloody uniform, and swung it on Qu Qingqing's body, covering her slightly horrifying death.

Then he said to Xuan Ning, "Find a place to bury him."

Although he no longer has feelings for this person, he did have a relationship before, and he shouldn't let her be exposed to the wilderness due to emotion and reason.

As early as the day when the first emperor succeeded, their ancestral graves no longer existed, so there was no such thing as falling leaves returning to their roots, so they had to find a place to bury them.

Xuan Ning was absent-minded for a moment, unable to believe that this woman died so neatly.

But his good professionalism brought him back to his senses quickly, and he replied, "Yes."

After such an experience, she didn't have much experience to go to Ningdu Temple, so she asked Jing Huan to send a message saying that she would go another day.

On the carriage, she was like a salted fish who had lost her dream, and she took the initiative to spread it on the carriage.

"But you're scared?" Ying Yu held her hand and exerted a little force.

The girl who was raised in the deep boudoir should have never seen such a cruel scene, but now her face is pale, and she is terribly frightened at first glance.

Han Zhiyu shook her head: "I just feel that the world is impermanent."

According to her usual experience of reading stories and so on, she always felt that Qu Qingqing's death was too sudden.

Also, someone she knew committed suicide in front of her, and it was still in this way, she still couldn't help it.

"Little liar, your hands are as cold as ice." Ying Yu had no choice but to pull her into his arms and pat her on the back.

His body temperature reassured Han Zhiyu a lot, and she breathed a sigh of relief: "Would you like to go and see her funeral?"

Ying Yu paused his hand: "She can't have a funeral."

"Why?" Seeing that he didn't particularly hate Qu Qingqing, Han Zhiyu didn't understand why there wasn't even a funeral.

"Her real name is not Qu Qingqing, but Wan Ke'er, the first daughter of the Wan family. She changed her name after the great changes in her family. She was a fugitive from the imperial court, so it is not suitable for the imperial court to hold a funeral." Win Yu knew that she was soft-hearted, and continued: "Plus, she has joined a revenge organization in private. If she really moves her funeral with great fanfare, I'm afraid her accident will not survive."

It turns out that joining a revenge organization is so dangerous. The opponent will build a grave for himself, and his family will demolish his home.

Han Zhiyu didn't know how to answer the conversation for a moment, after all, this girl's status was a bit special.

To put it too softly, she has a grudge against Ying Yu, which is tantamount to plucking hair out of a tiger's mouth.

Let's say it's too fierce, it's his ex-girlfriend again, like eye drops.

So she just sighed faintly, and stopped talking about this topic.

(End of this chapter)