Bone Painting Coroner

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of Bone Painting!Emperor Qi Zhen pushed away the little eunuch with an umbrella beside him, stepped on the thick snow, and walked in front of Jing Rong step by step.

Invisible, a sense of oppression also swept around Jingrong with a cold wind.

He refused to step back half a step!

Until a moment later, Emperor Qi Zhen stretched his hand to buckle his back and pulled forward.

Jing Rong was forced to lean forward by this pressing force on his neck.

The distance between father and son is close at hand!Emperor Qi Zhen's eyes were cold, and he pressed his voice, saying, "You know, the only person I am sending to you is you, you are my son, the Son of the future coming, what you pretend to be, The rise and fall of the world, the victory or defeat of the country, is in the hands of Jiangshan Sheji, not

It is learning Jinghua and Jing Yilai to counter me and force me. You understand me, and you understand me."

Uh!

Jing Rong's expression did not move, staring at the cold and sharp eyes.

Emperor Qi Zhen clasped the big hand on his back a bit harder, and asked him, "So, are you going to be good? Or do you want to continue to investigate the "Linjing Case" that never results?"

After he finished, let him go,

One side is the throne, one side is the truth!

pick one of two!

However, without a little hesitation on Jing Rong's hard face, he lifted his robe and knelt to the ground.

"I beg the father emperor to order to open the coffin."

Kneeling on the heavy snow, coldly penetrated the thick fabric and slowly spread into his body.

Faced with such a stubbornness, Emperor Qi Zhen took a step back and was so angry that his chest hurt, and he seemed mad and angry and laughed, disappointed.

"Okay, okay, I really have a good son! Jinghua is like this, so is Jing, and now you are too."

The sound rolled in the cold air, as cold as a thin knife.

After leaving these words, Emperor Qi Zhen has turned to leave!

Jing Rong continued to kneel on the snow, standing upright, expecting his father emperor to nod and respond to him.

can--

No!

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, covering his blue hair with white, and the grains are flying, dimming his sight, and cold his heart...

Emperor Qi Zhen returned to Fuyang Hall, and the things in the hall were shattered. The furnace tripod on the table case was swept away by him, and fell to the ground. The ashes inside were scattered.

A layer of gray dust splashed.

Emperor Qi Zhen was distressed. "That was the case with the Emperor Gongguo in the past, and it is the same with Jingrong today. They have to force and counteract me."

The reverberation echoed.

It was a bit sad.

Zhang Quanzhi saw him and persuaded, "Emperor, don't hurt your body."

"Injured?" He sneered, looking at Zhang Quan, "You tell me, what exactly should I do to make this matter pass forever?"

Helpless!

Zhang Quan bowed his head, "As long as Rong Wang no longer checks, this matter can pass."

"I'm wrong. I shouldn't have given this case to him. Now, in order to ascertain the truth of the year, he would rather not have Jiangshan." He frowned again. "Is it true that the Emperor Guoguo is really not dead?"

Zhang Quan: "Don't think too much about the emperor, if the Emperor Guo is really alive, how can he not show up in these fifteen years? And even if he is really alive, there is no threat to the emperor, let alone the emperor. For the sake of Jiangshan Sheji and the people of the world, it is a last resort."

For Jiangshan Sheji?

For the common people?

What is the truth?

About half an hour later, the eunuch came to report.

"Emperor, King Rong is still kneeling in the Royal Garden."

Through the hollow window, Emperor Qi Zhen glanced out, the heavy snow continued, the cold wind whizzed, and the time when ordinary people stood on a scented incense in such weather was afraid that it would be cold and trembling, not to mention kneeling After half an hour.

"It really is my son, also stubborn!"

Eunuch: "The emperor, do you need anyone..." Lord La pulled back to the palace?

Before finishing the speech, Emperor Qi Zhen interrupted.

"Follow him."

Follow him?

The eunuch did not dare to say much, so he retreated.

Emperor Qi Zhen propped his forehead, and his temple was in pain.

That day, Jing Rong's stubbornness has been holding him on his knees for a whole day.

The eunuch set a heater for him to prevent him from freezing into ice.

The wind and snow did not stop, and he saw that he couldn't hold it anymore. At this time, a pair of shoes fell before him.

Women's shoes!

The shoes weren't superior, they were made of coarse cloth, but it was not unusual, but they were embroidered with a pair of very delicate crane birds.

Lifelike.

Ji Yunshu held an umbrella on his head and looked down at the stubborn man kneeling on the ground, tears suddenly twirling in his eyes.

She squatted down and stared at him, looking at him distressedly, reaching for her cold cheek.

it's too cold!

She couldn't help crying.

Jing Rong's powerless eyes dropped down on her, and there was a smile on his lips,

"I'm fine." The voice was weak and hoarse.

She then gently wiped the snow from his head and shoulders, and embraced him with his slender arms.

Try to keep this man warmer.

She choked, "Let's go back."

The man's cold body trembled violently in her arms, and opened some cracked lips, saying, "How much I wish we were wrong, how much I hope that man...not him!"

The voice trembles, mixed with discomfort.

Ji Yunshu understood his mood.

That kind of understanding is empathic understanding.

She could only hug the man tightly and warm his cold heart.

but--

He is still ill.

Fell in her arms.

"Jingrong? Jingrong?" she shouted in his ear.

Jing Rong's heavy body pressed against her shoulder and chest.

No consciousness!

And the umbrella in her hand also fell at that moment. In an instant, the sky covered with snow like kapok, one by one covering the two.

Finally, the Gong people carried Jing Rong out of the palace and returned to Rong Wang Mansion.

Mo Ruo hurried over when he heard the news and saw Jing Rong's frozen body, both worried and yelling, "This stone is too big, and it contains stones in it, knowing such a cold day, I have to kneel in the snow for so long, do I want to live!"

Ji Yunshu sat by the bed, rubbing Jingrong's hands nonstop.

The room was quickly filled with stoves, quilts were added bed after bed, and hot towels were changed one after another.

Finally, he warmed his body, no big deal.

Ji Yunshu stayed by the bed and refused to leave.

She touched Jing Rong's bloody face, tears falling down."Why can't we stop? Why? I shouldn't have promised you to go to Beijing from the beginning. If it were not like this, you and I would not be in a dilemma today. On the one hand is the truth of your father and emperor, It's about the royal family, it's about Wei Yi, it's about the old man of the Imperial Palace

It is more about the 100,000 troops, how to choose?How to choose?"She was lying on his chest, her hands tugging on the sheets."