C123 (1/2)

Red Dust stood at the door, his loud voice blocking Qiao Liangjin's path. His voice was still cold, just like the winter, ”I woke up from my sleep, went to eat, and then we departed. I have already investigated, the Seventh Marquis' corpse will arrive at the Willow Leaf Valley tomorrow.”

Qiao Liangjin's face was drained of all color. She stood blankly on the spot with some fear in her heart. Tomorrow, would she be able to see a corpse that had been cleaned up?

Zi Yan brought the bowl over. Qiao Liangjin took the bowl and started to eat. To her, time was her life and she needed to replenish her strength.

Hong Chen looked coldly at Qiao Liangjin. After these two days of interaction, he could not help but start to have a whole new level of respect for this woman in front of him. Although she was the young lady of the Prime Minister's Estate, she did not have the airs of a young lady. As long as she felt that it was the right thing to do, she would try her best to do it.

After quickly wiping away the food in the bowl, Qiao Liangjin handed the bowl over to Zi Yan. She wiped the corner of her mouth and raised her head as she asked, ”Can we leave now? When can we reach the Willow Valley? ”

”Let's go. Tomorrow night, we will arrive at Willow Valley.” Red Dust's words were extremely simple.

Without a word, Qiao Liangjin mounted her horse and followed the red dust in the direction of the Southern Kingdom.

As the group headed towards the Southern Kingdom, they felt the weather gradually get hotter. When they arrived at the Willow Valley, they saw a green grassland.

Ah Kuan and Ah Bai looked around for dry branches and started a fire. Qiao Liangjin and Zi Yan sat next to the bonfire. It seemed that the Red Dust didn't want to get close to Qiao Liangjin, and so they sat under the banyan tree not far away.

Qiao Liangjin gently hooked the burning campfire with a branch. She tilted her head to look at the red dust cloud and softly asked, ”Do you think that person is strange?”

Yu Sheng, who had transformed into his human form, followed Qiao Liangjin's gaze. Shaking his head, he said, ”He has demonic Qi on him, but it's not that strong. Although I have 800 years of cultivation experience, I still can't see through him.”

A question slowly rose in Qiao Lianjin's mind. Why did Bai Wu and Hong Chen appear out of nowhere? Why was Bai Wu's martial arts so profound that his body was so weak? Although Hong Chen seemed to be friends with Bai Mo on the surface, why did she always follow his lead?

Red Dust seemed to have noticed her thoughts. He lifted his pitch-black eyes, glanced at Qiao Liangjin, and coldly said, ”If you have the time, why don't you meditate and circulate the zhenqi within your body. What a waste.” Having such a good inner force skill and actually getting sick, what a joke.

Qiao Liangjin was choked to the point that she couldn't retort. She could only mutter under her breath, ”I'm a human …”

At dawn, Qiao Liangjin stood up and went to the stream not far away to wash her face and rinse her mouth. The ice-cold water of the stream stimulated her blood vessels, causing her to wake up even more.

She patted her own face and nervously looked at the path that the Southern Kingdom had taken. Today, she was going to see the corpse of the legendary Cleanser.

She flew up onto the banyan tree that supported her in the red dust and looked into the distance, anxiously waiting.

It wasn't until after lunch that Qiao Liangjin saw the carriage and two groups of soldiers walking towards them.

Her heart beat faster and faster. Jumping down from the banyan tree, she desperately tried to stabilize the excitement in her heart.

The group of people blocked the front of the group.

The carriage stopped and two groups of soldiers brought out their swords. One of them, a man who looked like an officer, walked forward and coldly said, ”Do you know what this team is for?”

Qiao Liangjin pointed at the coffin and asked, ”Is that a purge?”

The military officer flew into a rage. He drew out his sword, pointed it at Qiao Liangjin and asked: ”How dare you call the Seventh Prince by his name!”

Qiao Liangjin was overjoyed. She walked over and wanted to open the coffin to see what was inside, but the officer's sword was pointed straight at her throat.

Lu Li was a little anxious. He took out the medallion of the Seventh Marquis and said to the officer, ”Impudent. This is the Seventh Princess' wife.”

The military officer took a careful look at the token and immediately sheathed his sword. He waved his hand to have the soldiers behind him put away their swords and sabers and knelt down on one knee. ”Princess, this is indeed the body of the Seventh Prince.”

Qiao Liangjin acted as if she did not hear the officer's words. She walked straight to the side of the carriage and gently touched the smooth, lacquer surface of the coffin. With a sudden burst of strength, he pushed open the lid of the coffin.

She did her best to suppress the heart that was about to jump out of her chest as she looked into the coffin.

Inside the coffin, there was a man with an absolutely gorgeous appearance. However, his right cheek was slightly swollen. He didn't know why, but this man, who was originally dressed in luxurious clothes and was devilishly clean, was quietly lying inside the coffin.

In the past few days, she had been using the matter of clearing her life to forcefully hang on, rushing all the way, exhausting all her energy and mental energy to the point of collapse. Being able to come to this Willow Valley was only the support of her faith, and now, after seeing the person in the coffin, Qiao Liangjin suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Everyone who was standing half-knelt down once again. ”Princess, we pay our respects to you.”

Qiao Liangjin's hands tightly gripped the edge of the coffin, her fingers leaving a deep mark on the coffin. That mouthful of blood sprayed onto Su Ming's face, causing him to look slightly sinister.

Qiao Liangjin used her trembling hands to pull out a handkerchief and beckoned for Purple Smoke. She passed the handkerchief to Purple Smoke and said word by word, ”The prince's face is dirty, I want to wipe it off for him.”

Zi Yan's eyes were filled with tears. She nodded and accepted the handkerchief, wetting it before handing it to Qiao Liangjin.