Chapter 074 Luoyang Prisoner 3

Du Guiren hummed with the xylophone in his arms. It was the song that met her for the first time in the daytime. It was as gentle as water, but with a faint frost. She hummed, and her face was gentle and beautiful, as if she were fantasizing about who she met. The cool breeze came through the window on one side and blew her robe. She shivered coldly, and the gentle music stopped abruptly. If you wake up from a dream, you will slowly turn your head and look at me with a chilling look.

Du Guiren stroked the strings and suddenly fell in front of me in a blink of an eye. His wide eyes grabbed my surprised eyes: "Didn't you say you could repair the strings? Hurry up and fix it for me!"

Previously, I said it to make her not be sad anymore, but I really can't repair the strings. I looked at the xylophone in her arms in embarrassment and dared not say anything that made her sad, but I had inadvertently told her the answer.

Du Guiren was even more anxious to see me like this. He pulled my robe and said angrily, "How dare you lie to me! Are you sent by that woman? Don't you want me to meet him?" She threw the piano aside, threw herself on my neck, and there was a spark in her eyes: "You are so cruel, why are you doing this to me! Why!"

Her neck and throat were severely pinched by her, and the blood rushed straight to her head. She was so uncomfortable that she couldn't breathe. I struggled to touch the porcelain cup in front of the bed and smashed it hard on the ground. With a crisp sound, Du Guiren was stunned, and his men increased their strength. Fortunately, the maid who came with me stayed by the door and rushed in when she heard a strange sound. The two twisted a few times on Du Guiren's arms, and Du Guiren finally loosened the hand on my neck.

Du Guiren looked angrily at me and tried to jump again, but was stopped by the maid of honor. Finally, he couldn't struggle and stretched his arm straight out to me. Her angry twisted face slid down with tears. She gritted her teeth and said, "I won't let you go, and I won't be a ghost!"

I was just frightened by her. I covered my neck and gasped and looked at her sad. I got up and ran out of the cabinet, and the cold wind cooled my thoughts a little. Although she knew that she was crazy, she was no different from ordinary people before, and she changed her character as soon as she mentioned the xylophone. Her madness is related to the man in her mouth and another woman.

The window of the Qingxin Pavilion was printed with the shadow of Du Guiren's crazy struggle, and the cry of anger shocked my nerves. I couldn't help covering my ears and closing my eyes and not listening to her, but this angry cry oppressed me tightly. This is just a woman who has been hurt by love.

Emotions are poisons that make people crazy. When the love is deep and painful, it will really make people lose their original reason.

I turned around and fled. This person in this place will remind me of him more and make me inadvertently feel sad.

This palace in the dark curtain is particularly dead, which makes me tremble all over. The eunuch knew that the Tang army had been surrounding Luoyang, estimating how bad this battle was, and always thinking about how to escape from the palace. I don't know if anyone has escaped. I just know that every time before, some people who wanted to escape from the palace would be found and punished on the spot, but then there were fewer and fewer. In this palace, those small disturbances are not surprising, and it was at this time of numbness that a well caused buried waves.

The next morning, when I arrived at the well, there were already many people inside and outside. I didn't expect this to happen that night. After I left, the two palace people also rushed back to my attic and told me that Du Guiren was alone on the bed holding the piano without seeing me at that time. Unexpectedly, I found that I was killed in the well this morning. There was a wet xylophone on the side, and the strings were still unrepairing. This scene made me feel deeply guilty. I gave her hope, but I made her despair fiercely!

Everyone thinks that Du Guiren, who is crazy, is not worried, and this death inevitably makes people confused and sigh. I think only I know why she died, because only I know the secret she is hiding in her heart.

The news of Du's death was passed to Wang Shichong. He expected that the palace would be chaotic and Lord Wenchen could not suppress the situation, so he sent Yang Gongqing to raise his royal card and come back to suppress the array. When Yang Gongqing came back, there were a lot of rules in the palace. The people in each palace did their own duties, but there were still many palace people without their masters who had nowhere to go. They wandered around the palace all day, which made other people's hearts unbalanced and often quarreled with some things, which made the palace atmosphere stiff.

One day, another palace man quarreled on the palace road. Yang Gongqing came angrily and ended up with one of them with a knife. The palace people present couldn't help but take a few steps back. He raised his royal card with a cold face and said, "If anyone else makes trouble for selfish things, go and talk to the king of death!"

The palace people all nodded and quickly dispersed to do business. I was still worried about Du Guiren in my heart. I came forward and asked Yang Gongqing, "Du Guiren's body has been in the hall for three days. Where are you going to be buried?"

Yang Gongqing did not hide it and said bluntly: "The emperor ordered her to bury her with her family." The maid of honor once told me that all the people in Du Gui's family were dead. I couldn't help but ask. Yang Gongqing only looked down and said two words: "Destroy the door."

There was a little more pity for Du Guiren. I said sadly, "I don't know if General Yang has time to accompany me to the hall to see Du Guiren at the end."

Yang Gongqing paused his look, as if he was struggling, but he still agreed. I walked quietly on the road with him, and both of them were depressed. I looked at him secretly. His face was full of distant sadness, as if he was suffering from the pain of parting.

When Yang Gongqing first returned to the palace, someone in the palace talked about his deeds. I heard that Yang Gongqing once had been close to the Du family. Since the exclusive destruction of the door, he rarely smiled. At that time, he was drunk for two days and two nights. Du Guiren is the last person to be exclusive, and now he has also thrown into the well. Naturally, he will inevitably feel sad.

When we came to the hall where Du Guiren's remains were placed, most of the fruit was rotten. In the hall, only two maids were ordered to guard the spirit. When we entered, they were taking a nap. The two felt that someone was coming in the hall and opened their eyes. When they saw me and Yang Gongqing, they immediately turned pale and knelt down with their heads. I glanced at the two of them angrily, and it was really annoy for Du Guiren. The dead are too big, and these maids of honor don't know much respect.

I said, "Regardless of your behavior. Du Gui was not well taken care of before his life. Now how can he even get some tributes from at will?

The maid pressed her head and said, "It's really wrong. There are really no fresh fruits to pay tribute in the palace. These are still brought by slaves and maidservants."

Hearing this, I was also half angry, so I asked them to retreat. The maid of honor got anxious from the ground and heard a man muttering when she turned to the porch: "What's nobility? It's just a prisoner of the Tang Dynasty."

Yang Gongqing also listened to this sentence and was about to arrest the two maids when I quickly grabbed him and shook my head. What's wrong with what they said? I'm a prisoner from the Tang Dynasty. It's just that Wang Shichong gave me a barrier because of a portrait. Although he has no power, he doesn't dare to offend him.

I came forward and lit a incense and deeply bowed to Du Guiren's coffin. The coffin has not been closed, but I am not afraid to see her appearance. She is beautiful. Although she is a little swollen due to swelling, she still doesn't feel ugly and horrible. I handed Gongxiang to Yang Gongqing. He stared at the people in the coffin, and then came to his senses and raised Gongxiang to worship. And every time he worshipped, his expression was a little dim and finally deep.

I asked softly, "General Yang knows Du Guiren?"

Yang Gongqing looked stunned and nodded. He said, "I have a deep relationship with the Du family, and Du Guiren recognizes it. I lamented her in my heart about her departure. I also promised Lord Du not to let her suffer in the palace again. Now I deeply blame myself.

I sighed, "General Yang doesn't have to blame himself. In such a palace, this is a kind of relief. Knowing how dangerous it is to say such bold words in front of people who work for the emperor in a palace, I suppressed his words and said, "Don't tell me that General Yang doesn't think so. Even if you warn me or really punish me, it's just a formality. I just want to reassure those who still care about Du Guiren.

Yang Gongqing accepted the harsh words he wanted to send, quietly looked at the spiritual plaque in front of him, and then turned around to leave. I followed him a few steps and suddenly stepped on the corner of my skirt and fell forward. Fortunately, Yang Gongqing reacted in time and reached out to help me. The robe in Zheng Guo Palace is a little long for me.

Just as he was about to thank him, he looked at his palm wrapped in a towel, showing a little blood color. I was surprised and pointed to it. Yang Gongqing turned over his palm casually and said meaninglessly, "If you fight with weapons, you can't avoid minor injuries."

I smiled faintly and followed his words, "If it had been me, I would have been scared when I saw blood. General Yang is really generous."

Yang Gongqing laughed, stiffly unsightly, and folded away. I looked at his back with sadness.

Looking up at the afternoon sun, it has not entered the clouds, and the cool breeze is blowing in the distance, rolling with dead branches and leaves. Late autumn has arrived, and many melancholy hearts have suddenly withered. Suddenly, it rained in the clouds, cool and cold. Falling in the palm of his hand, it was cold to the bottom of his heart. I looked back at the quiet hall and sighed.

I turned to the Qingxin Pavilion. Since Du Guiren's death, no one has approached it, and only three days later formed a layer of ashes. I leaned on the couch she was lying on that night, reached out and groped under the bedding, and found the secret she had hidden... sweat towel.

This sweat towel is the same as the one in Yang Gongqing's hand, except for the simple pattern, whether it is fabric or style. I held the sweat towel tightly in the palm of my hand and couldn't believe that the seemingly upright and gentle Yang Gongqing was a heartless person in Du Gui's population! Then, it was he who indirectly pushed Du Guiren to the sad road of no return.

First crazy, then dead. The source of all this is only because of a Yang Gongqing.