The hall was so silent that I couldn't even breathe.

Xu is because of the death of Prime Minister Wei, and there is an eerie atmosphere around him, which has always lingered.

Although Qu Nanyi is good at dancing with long sleeves, at this moment, he doesn't want to flatter the people in front of him too much. The Feihong Hall has been controlled by a false high priest, and the one who comes is by no means a good one. It's just that when you don't know the real intentions of the other party, it's not good to act rashly.

After a while, Sohou knocked on the door and said, "Childe, the tea is ready." ”

Qu Nanyi stood up, walked to the door, opened the door, took the tea tray with his own hands, turned around and walked back to a few fronts, put down the tea tray, sat on his knees, lifted the teapot, poured two cups of tea for each other, and said, "Please." ”

The priest didn't move, just looked at Qu Nanyi through the curtain. The gaze went all the way down his face to his wrist. There, there's a little blue dot. It's the size of a grain of rice, but it's not a birthmark.

Qu Nan let the other party look at him, without twisting his posture, and looked frank.

After a while, the priest spoke: "Open the coffin, let me give the guard a ride." ”

The priest's voice was very hoarse, but he could hear that it was a woman. Her tone was not commanding, but it was impossible to refuse.

Qu Nan didn't change his color, but he had already moved with killing intent! Wei Xiang has already packed the coffin and is ready to go on the road, how can he say that the coffin will be opened when the coffin is opened? This is a great disrespect to the dead! Feihong Hall sent someone this time to confirm whether Wei Xiang was dead or not, so as to make the next arrangement. As soon as Wei Xiang died, the fakes in the Feihong Hall no longer had to scruple. In this way, the time to tear your face has come!

The world is really funny and weird. Once, Wei Xiang had been targeting Hu Yan's Feihong Palace, but Hu Yan showed mercy to his subordinates everywhere and gave him time to breathe. Now, the Feihong Palace has changed hands, but it has to fight with the Wei family for life and death. Why? Just because Qu Nanyi is a man with a beard!

Qu Nanyi said without being soft or hard: "The priest's request is really unreasonable, and opening the coffin at this time is the greatest disrespect to the deceased." Nanyi is the grandson of the prime minister, and he never dares to act like this, and he can't act like this. ”

The black-clothed priest said, "This matter is mine, not you. Her voice was flat, not half threatening, but it made the atmosphere tense.

Qu Nanyi sighed lightly, lowered his eyes, and said, "The priest is here, not only to open the coffin for an autopsy, right?" With this, he took a step back and gave the coffin an autopsy room for negotiation.

The black-clothed priest said: "My task is to open the coffin for an autopsy, and as for the rest, it has nothing to do with me. ”

This is a bit confusing. However, Qu Nan thought exquisitely, and after a little association, he learned that there must be a follow-up after this incident, but it is not the person in front of him who is responsible.

Qu Nanyi couldn't understand why this black-clothed priest spoke like this? Actually, she could not answer his question, however, she did. Qu Nan said: "In this way, it seems that this coffin opening is unavoidable." Raising his voice, he said to the Sohou who was guarding the door, "Sohou, go and invite the Xiangye into the mourning hall, and the priest will open the coffin for an autopsy." ”

Sohou was shocked, and hurriedly said: "Son, Xiangye's body has been sent into the coffin, loaded into the carriage, and it may be disrespectful to dismantle it again." ”

Qu Nan was silent.

Sohou understood the helplessness, so he could only redden, and said, "My subordinates will go and ask for it." ”

The courtyard was busy in an orderly manner, and the coffin of Xiangye was put on stage from the carriage into the mourning hall.

In the hall, Qu Nanyi asked: "Dare to ask the priest, the three glasses of wine before the coffin are opened, do you toast or replace the wine with tea, Nanyi has someone prepare." ”

The black-clothed priest reached out and grabbed the teapot on the table, and said, "You don't need to bother to prepare, replace wine with tea, this pot is enough." With that, he picked up the teacup again, stood up, and walked out.

Qu Nanyi followed, walked out of the hall, and went straight to the mourning hall.

The zodiac and the others each looked at each other angrily, and when Qu Nan gave an order one by one, they drew their swords and faced each other. When Xiang Ye was alive, he didn't stumble on Feihong Palace, and now Xiang Ye just drove the crane west, and they came to find trouble. In particular, it is a great disrespect to Xiangye to open the coffin for an autopsy.

Qu Nanyi lowered his eyelids slightly and did not make any statement.

The black-clothed priest and Qu Nan thought about walking into the mourning hall and standing in front of the coffin.

The coffin is purple-black, without any exquisite totems, but it has a kind of simple and atmospheric thick heritage. It is the traces of time that grows from the rings of wood year by year, and it is the truth that no false prosperity can match. Perhaps, it is this kind of reality that is so thick that it is impossible to breathe that it flattens people's hearts and cannot beat normally.

The black-clothed priest said to Qu Nan: "Please also ask the son to go out." ”

Qu Nanyi didn't speak, but Sohou was furious and shouted: "It's too much to deceive people! ”

The black-clothed priest didn't pay attention to Sohou, but just dropped the first cup of tea in front of the coffin, and said, "A cup of tea on Huangquan Road, and the lingering fragrance curls on the road to ascend to immortals." He poured another cup of tea, put it into the curtain, and drank it with his head up.

After Qu Nan glanced at the black-clothed priest, he turned around and walked out of the mourning hall.

Sohou endured his anger, followed Qu Nanyi out of the mourning hall, and closed the door to prevent the sun from entering.

The black-clothed priest poured the third cup of tea, sprinkled it in front of the coffin, and said, "Two cups of tea under the golden coffin, and the lotus king can be crossed." "Pour the fourth cup and drink it yourself.

The fifth cup was sprinkled on the ground and said: "There are three cups of tea in the hearts of the old people, and the flowers on the other side are not alone." "The sixth cup, into the stomach.

Put down the cup and pot, remove the curtain, and reveal the face that has been polished by the years but is still like the bright moon. She walked up to the coffin, pushed the lid open hard, and looked inside.

At this glance, his eyes were slightly stunned.

Unexpectedly, there was a stone man in the coffin.

It seems that the Guardian Hall is not dead.

The corners of the woman's lips were stained with a smile, so proud. Suddenly, she spat out a mouthful of black blood!

She was poisoned and poisoned by her own son.

However, instead of complaining about him, she felt very gratified. In this game, she is just a small pawn, but his son is not. Her son was her pride, ruthless and steady enough, and he poisoned her without knowing it. Sure enough, the scheming! In this way, even if she died, she would die blindly. It's just that she will never be able to recognize him, and she will never be able to tell him that she is his mother. She had to destroy her face immediately, and she must not be seen by Wei Yanting, otherwise, ...... Let the son bear the pain of killing his mother like this?

The woman raised her hand and grabbed her face......

In the courtyard, Qu Nanyi waited to collect the corpse. His heart is not quiet, and he always feels that something is about to happen, so he can only close his eyes and forcibly stabilize his uneasy emotions.

At this moment, Hu Yan returned to his original appearance and walked into the backyard of the county government.

She came to mourn.

Qu Nanyi frowned, closed his eyes, and didn't see Hu Yan.

When Hu Yan saw Qu Nanyi like this, he mistakenly thought that he was upset, so he didn't talk to him, but just walked in front of him and went straight to the mourning hall.

When Sohou and the others saw this scene, they all felt a little unbelievable. I had the heart to remind Qu Nanyi, but I was afraid of disturbing him to close his eyes and recuperate. Moreover, Sohou knew Hu Yan's true identity and felt that it would be best to let her go to meet the priest who came to open the coffin for an autopsy. So, everyone remained silent.

Hu Yan pushed open the door and walked into the mourning hall, just in time to see the woman scratching his face.

The four eyes looked at each other, and they were all stunned.

Hu Yan suddenly made a move, and he actually moved in front of the woman in an instant, grabbed her wrist, and asked in surprise and anger: "Qu Ge!" What does that mean?! ”

Qu Ge looked at Hu Yan, trembled his blackened lips, and called: "Palace master." "His body shook, and he was about to fall.

When Hu Yan saw this, he immediately understood that she was highly poisoned. Hu Yan hugged Qu Ge's waist and used his other hand to send Zhengqi into her body, forcibly protecting her heart.

Qu Ge shook his head and said, "It's useless, it's too late." ”

Hu Yan's eyes were stained with bloodthirstiness, and he said in a deep voice: "Who poisoned you?" Why are you here?! "Two questions are crucial.

Qu Ge knew that he was going to die, so he made a long story short and said, "The false priest slaughtered your people, but left me behind." She threatened me with her life and asked me to open the coffin for an autopsy. Nanyi mistook me for someone who was a false high priest and poisoned me. Grabbing Hu Yan's wrist, "Palace Master, my subordinates beg you, don't let Nanyi know that he killed me." Cough...... Ahem...... Your subordinates are not a good mother, nor are they your good secret sacrifices. The subordinates and Wei Yanting really love each other and give birth to a son privately, if it weren't for the palace master, how could he tolerate me. Originally, as long as he waited until the end of this election for high priesthood, he could ...... Ahem...... You can leave the Feihong Hall and go with the Yan Pavilion, but you ...... But I don't want to, this kind of thing happened. Palace Master, that false high priest must have been premeditated for many years, and he is not like ordinary people, you ...... Be careful...... ”

Hu Yan nodded, and said hoarsely: "Once you enter Feihong, you will be wrong for life, and how many crazy men and women will bury their youth." ”

Qu Ge smiled: "It is Qu Ge's luck to be able to follow the palace master. Qu Ge only begs you, don't let Nanyi know that he killed me. This is a conspiracy by a false high priest, and she must not be allowed to succeed! In the past, Yanting hated the priest the most, and I didn't dare to confess it to him. Now...... I also asked the palace master to help me deceive Nanyi, and my subordinates ...... My subordinates really don't have the face to see you again. ”

Hu Yan said: "I should answer you." ”

Qu Ge's breathing became short, but he still insisted: "Nanyi has been hit by Gu, one is in the wrist and one is in the heart. If you are emotional, it will burst, and there is no way to save the medicine stone! ”

Hu Yan felt hatred in his heart, and found that the methods of this false high priest were despicable. The Red Lotus Venerable Lord is perverted, evil, and twisted, but she comes straight to her, and she won't turn so many corners. The false high priest is different, she is plotting a game and counting everyone into it. What exactly she was going to do, no one knows.

Hu Yan found that there are really a lot of old monsters living in this world!

Hu Yan looked at Qu Ge's eyes and said, "You ...... Before the word rest assured was spoken, I saw Qu Nan step into the mourning hall one step by one and saw the two women hugging each other.

And next to Qu Nanyi, there was a person dressed as a horseman, who turned out to be ...... Prime Minister Wei!

Four people, eight eyes, were all stunned.

Frightened, flustered, helpless, sentimental, tender, surprised...... All kinds of emotions, coefficients surging, indescribable.

How could Prime Minister Wei not know Qu Ge? That was the face he had been thinking about for a long time, the reason for his insomnia in the middle of the night, the greatest desire for the rest of his life, and his ...... A lifelong obsession.