Golden Age Legitimate Fei

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of the prosperous concubine!Mo Jingli and his party were quickly introduced into the mourning hall of the general mansion where Ye Li was temporarily staying.Because it was temporarily placed here, the mourning hall was not big, and the whole mourning hall was covered by white cloth, giving people a cold and bleak feeling.Mo Xiuyao's coffin was parked in the center of the mourning hall, and hundreds of flowers were piled around the coffin.In front of the coffin, a memorial tablet was engraved: Setting the spiritual position of Wang Mo Xiuyao.

Standing in the mourning hall, both Mo Jingli and Lei Zhenting felt nervous and excited for a moment.It's about to see King Ding's body. Being his enemy is really hard not to get excited.

"Wang Hao?" A Jin, who was guarding the mourning hall, had red eyes, staring at Mo Jingli and Lei Zhenting warily.The eyes looking at Mo Jingli were even more fierce. I believe that if it weren't for Mo Xiuyao's mourning hall, he would have already jumped on it.Mo Jingli, who knew what he had done to Mo Xiuyao, was guilty of being stared at by A Jin and couldn't help taking a step back.But soon he became happy again. No matter what he did, Mo Xiuyao was dead. After so many years of fighting, he finally won.And... Mo Jingli glanced at A Jin contemptuously, just because the little fool who had followed Mo Xiuyao since childhood, wanted to kill him so easily.

Ye Li said lightly: "Emperor Chu and King Zhennan want to take a look at the prince."

A Jin was taken aback, staring at Mo Jingli viciously and said: "No! The prince is already in death. How can I open it again! And... and he..." What A Jin wanted to say was that he was the murderer of the prince, why? Can make him disturb the prince's sleep.

Lei Zhenting understood A Jin's thoughts, and stepped forward and smiled: "This king and the others really want to send the king a ride. It's better to take a look at the king, so as not to disturb the king Anning. What does the queen think? "Ye Li condensed her eyebrows, the expression on her face was obviously a little unhappy, but she didn't object.Mo Jingli did not object either. Although it was a pity that he could not see Mo Xiuyao's body with his own eyes, the most important thing was to confirm Mo Xiuyao's life and death.He believed that Lei Zhen Ting had no reason to lie to him on this matter.

Ye Li patted A Jin's shoulder softly, and said softly, "Let them see the prince, and they won't bother you again." A Jin looked at Ye Li. Since Mo Xiuyao passed away, except for his Apart from his uncle, Ye Li was the person A Jin trusted most, and even his fiancé Qingshuang, whom he had already ordered, was also behind.After hearing Ye Li's words, A Jin gave Mo Jingli a fierce look, walked over, and cautiously pushed the coffin lid on the coffin.Because it will be buried after returning to Licheng, the coffin has not been nailed to the lid.A Jin just pushed gently and pushed away.

Mo Jingli and Zhennan King didn't mind A Jin's rudeness, because their thoughts at this time all fell on the opened coffin.Lei Zhenting stepped forward a few steps before smelling a strong aroma.This is a spice used by princes and nobles in order to preserve the body from decay. Generally, it can only be used by princes or higher.There was also the scent of this golden nanmu, which made Lei Zhenting wrinkle slightly.

In the coffin, a white-haired man wearing a white embroidered silver dragon and cloud pattern robe lay quietly.Although the weather is still cold, there are antiseptic spices in the coffin, and the coffin itself is still placed on a huge piece of ice.So the corpse hadn't changed much, if it wasn't for a pale white that was different from that of a living person, it could even be called lifelike.

Lei Zhenting's eyes sharply saw another wound extending from the inside on the exposed wrist of the man's right hand.Although it has been carefully processed, it is still clearly visible, and then think about the news that I want to get from Mo Jingli...Lei Zhenting stared at the man's handsome and unusual face and frowned.Finally raised his hand to poke into the coffin.

"King Zhennan, what are you doing?" Ye Li who was standing aside saw his movements and asked a little displeased.

Lei Zhenting smiled faintly: "This king sees that Ding's sleeves are a bit irregular, this king is rude." Lei Zhenting calmly pulled the white sleeves, turned around and smiled at Ye Li apologetically. .

Ye Li looked down, "What else is there for King Zhennan and Emperor Chu... If it's okay..."

Lei Zhenting said with a smile: "Wang Hao, please, this king will not disturb the king in peace."

"Thank you, A Jin, cover it." Ye Li whispered to A Jin next to him.A Jin grunted to Lei Zhenting and snorted, and went forward to close the coffin again.

After coming out of the mourning hall, Mo Jingli and Lei Zhenting were invited to rest in a courtyard in the general's mansion.Feihongguan was not a glass city, nor was it time for Mo Xiuyao to hold a formal funeral, so no one came.Although the General's Mansion is not big, living in Lei Zhenting and Mo Jingli is barely convenient.

"Emperor Chu, why don't you have a cup of tea together?" Lei Zhenting said.Although they only came to pay memorial service, it was too late now, but they would inevitably stay at Feihong Pass for one night before leaving with their names.

Mo Jingli naturally agreed, and he also had many questions to ask Lei Zhenting.

The two arrived at Lei Zhenting's courtyard together and waved back the girl who served tea. Lei Zhenting smiled and said, "Congratulations to Emperor Chu." Mo Jingli was taken aback, and quickly realized what Lei Zhenting meant. "The one lying in the coffin... is it really Mo Xiuyao?"

Lei Zhenting said: "There is too much blood loss, but there are no obvious scars on the outside. It should have hurt the heart. There is a scar on the right wrist and a fine callus on the palm. It was caused by long-term sword practice. In addition... I was a master before this life. , His face is not disfigured, and his hair is not dyed. If there is another person in this world who looks exactly the same as Mo Xiuyao, who has the same martial arts skills as a sword, and dies, then...Mo Xiuyao is not dead."

After a while, I heard Mo Jingli mutter in a low voice: "Mo Xiuyao...really, dead..."

"Yes." Lei Zhenting sighed softly: "Mo Xiuyao is indeed dead." Such a stunning and stunning character just died.Lei Zhenting's eyes suddenly became a little more dazed and melancholy.Mo Jingli was not in the mood to pay attention to Lei Zhenting's thoughts. After hearing Lei Zhenting's words, he couldn't help laughing loudly, "That's great! Mo Xiuyao...Mo Xiuyao! You are still dead to me after all. Forward! Haha..."

Seeing Mo Jingli's triumphant appearance, a trace of disdain and anger flashed through Lei Zhenting's eyes.He also hoped that Mo Xiuyao would die because he was an enemy.However, it is an honor to be regarded as an enemy by someone like Mo Xiuyao.It is a shame to be regarded as an enemy by people like Mo Jingli.The opponent that Lei Zhenting agrees with has never been Mo Jingli, just a clown.

When Mo Jingli had enough laughs, he seemed to have finally sensed the displeasment of Thunder.Mo Jingli raised his eyebrows and said, "Mo Xiuyao is dead, isn't King Zhennan unhappy?" Lei Zhenting twitched his lips, revealing a mocking smile, "Naturally not as ecstatic as Chu Huang."