At night, there are no stars or moon, and shadows are everywhere.

In the backyard garden of the royal mansion, several concubines were dancing with hoes and digging holes.

The handsome man in black and black suit stood at the head, and a female corpse in red was standing next to his feet.

When the pit was dug, he raised his foot mercilessly and kicked the female corpse into the pit. The female corpse fell down parabola, and fell into the pit and became deeper and larger.

"Buried!" The voice was so cold that there was no temperature, as if it could freeze the air.

The four mansions immediately flew together and shoveled the soil into the body of the female corpse in the pit...

Mu Qingyu felt something fell on his body.

What's going on? Didn't she die in the explosion on the mission?

Bang, this time it fell on her face, soft and wet, with the smell of soil, pressing her mouth and nose. The sudden suffocation made her suddenly open her eyes.

Just as a shovel of soil was covering her face, smashing her to the point of dizziness.

Emma, ​​is this buried alive?

Mu Qingyu hurriedly sat up.

Fortunately, the soil on her body was not thick enough, but her movement shocked the four palace servants who shoveled the soil and buried people. They stopped and screamed: "Prince, it's not good, it's a zombie!"

A zombie? Even a ghost must be lying down in front of him!

The man in black had a cold look. He passed Mu Qingyu who was crawling out of the pit in a mess. He stepped out on Mu Qingyu's shoulder and stepped on her into the pit. His thin lips slightly opened, and he spit out even colder words: "Continue to bury!"

As the words "Prince" of the mansion were called out, a lot of information suddenly popped up in Mu Qingyu's mind. She pulled out the clearest one: the eldest daughter of the Minister of Personnel, married King Liang of Chu Xinyuan half a year ago, and that is, the man in black in front of him was the concubine.

She has traveled through time?

This is unscientific!

After all, she is a princess, and she is married to her husband's family. She is not an ordinary person after she dies. She is just digging a hole and buried by a few servants. How could she have to stop her soul for a few days and repay her mother's family with a mourning or something?

And where is it buried? It is clearly a small garden.

What is this prince’s quirk? Do you like to bury dead people in the garden of his mansion and be fat?

Mu Qingyu, who quickly entered the situation, struggled hard. Something was wrong with his body and he couldn't use his strength. The man's feet on his shoulders increased a little more and he stepped on her heavily into the pit.

The four palace officials raised their shovels and the heavy soil rose up again.

Mu Qingyu hurriedly rolled to the right and avoided the four shovels of soil.

She narrowed her eyes. She would get it back in the future with such a careless and careless look! Her eyes swept to the man in black clothes with a cold look. The two of them collided in the air. She shouted: "Do you want to be so vicious? Is the original wife alive? Is it a good reputation?"

Chu Xinyuan touched her cool gaze, which was calm, cool, and warm. Seeing him was not as resentful as he could not get rid of his grip before. It was very good. After a while, he finally knew his identity.

He said word by word, like a spitting out ice: "If you dare to die, I dare to bury you! You are lucky! I warned you for the last time that if you attack Jingxue again, I will cut off your limbs and turn you into a human pig. If you don't believe me, try it!"

He turned around and left, his ink-colored clothes brought the wind, and a shadow was drawn from the embroidered edge of the clothes, but it was cold all over his body, without any trace of warmth.

As Chu Xinyuan left, the row of guards also left together. The body was very painful, as if the ribs were broken. In order to survive, she couldn't care. She crawled out with her hands and feet.

After distinguishing the direction, Mu Qingyu walked towards the residence with deep and shallow steps, integrating the extra memories in his mind as he walked.

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