My Princess Has Been Reborn

Lu Qipei promised very well, but actually he did not ask Qiyang for help because of anything. Of course, she didn't need to ask for help, because she had never seen Lu Qicheng since he came to her yard that day.

Lu Fu's life became calm, and the servants seemed more respectful to her. She did not care about Lu Qicheng. Only when she dreamt back in the middle of the night, Lu Qipei would think of his brother, who had become completely different. His love for his brother and sister had already been exhausted with two bowls of poisonous soup. She chose the most painless way to die for him, but he would never move forward.

By the beginning of May, the weather was getting hot, and the thin spring clothes were changed into cool summer clothes.

One evening when the sun was high, Lu Qipei, as usual, delayed his return very late. She is even in a good mood, because the Dragon Boat Festival is approaching, and Chaozhong will have a day off. Qi Yang has made an appointment with her to go to Qingshui River to see the dragon boat.

However, such a good mood could not be maintained. As soon as the carriage stopped outside Lu's mansion, Lu Qipei lifted the curtain and saw the white flag hanging at the door. This was a sign that people in the mansion would only put on when they passed away. Lu Qipei hardly needed to think about who was dead.

Lu Qipei (blushing): you Move your claws away!!!

The author has something to say: Qi Yang (serious): I have to check the goods, so as not to admit mistakes again.

Without waiting for Lu Qipei to say anything, she felt a little white hand on her chest

She looked at the man in the coffin and looked up at Lu Qipei. Lu Qicheng, whose scars were covered by her makeup, was very similar to Lu Qipei, which made Qiyang feel uneasy.

Lu Qipei was startled and ran after him. He saw that Qiyang was standing in front of the coffin without a box.

"Your Highness, this is not..." The word "suitable" has not yet been exported, but Qiyang has already bypassed her and walked quickly to the rear of Lingtang.

Such a request is quite rude. Even Lu Qipei, who has always been tolerant and indulgent to her, frowns at this moment. The deceased is dead. Even if there are more discord and hatred in his life, it is not the reason to disturb the other party's long sleep. What's more, in Lu Qipei's opinion, Qiyang's request is more because of curiosity, so this time she doesn't intend to accommodate her. Presumptuous request from Princess Lu Qicheng, Princess

did not refuse. He put a light on her face and then made a request: "I am told that your brother is exactly alike to you." can I see him?

So in a moment of fear, Lu Qipei soon calmed down. She took Qiyang into the spirit hall, but she did not pay attention to the Qibo who put her eyes on him. She lit a stick of incense and handed it to Qiyang.

Although Lu Qipei didn't want Qiyang to appear in the sight of the Lu family, Lu Qicheng was no longer there, and Qiyang was not a princess.

A moment later she nodded and said, "well, I know that."

This was the best consolation and the best promise. It hit Lu Qipei's heart and made her eyes red again.

Qi Yang did not answer immediately, only looked up at her. Seeing the blue and black under her eyes, he raised his hand and stroked it. Then he comforted her with a soft voice: "a Pei, don't be sad. I'll be with you in the future."

Lu Qipei did not expect that she would come. For a moment, he was a little nervous. He rushed up and asked, "Why are you here?"

Qi Yang is in this school of desolation, the first time to step into Lu Fu.

Lu Qicheng is not even a small person in this huge capital city. Besides the people of the Lu family's family will prepare a funeral for him, there are only a few people who mourn for him. Today, Lu Qicheng is not the son-in-law who was very popular in the imperial court. He is only Lu Xiuzhuan's younger brother. Therefore, in addition to several colleagues in the Imperial Academy, the spirit Hall of the Lu family is cold It's cold.

Zhiting listen to breath is a stagnation, eyes at a loss - do not understand her royal highness in the end what brain circuit?

The familiar environment finally brought her back to her mind a little, but before zhiting was in a good mood, she listened to her royal highness and said, "zhiting, please go and find me some plain clothes. Tomorrow we have to go to the Lu mansion to mourn."

Zhi Ting is full of trance to follow up. She followed Qiyang in a daze and boarded the carriage. She followed back to Jingchen palace in a trance.

clapped his hands after the firecracker's Royal Highness, and refreshed himself. Then he turned to the carriage and went back to the palace.

And once this man died, there seemed to be another layer of barrier between her and Lu Qipei

although after her royal highness, she felt ingrained in doing so, but she was in a good mood, but it was true. Her hatred of Lu Kai Cheng had long been deeply rooted. It was not a cup of poison that could have been settled before. It was better to see him die again.

She went to ronghua street to buy two strings of firecrackers, and let the coachman find an open place to put them in a happy mood.

However, Qi Zhiyang's face is strange, no matter how.

Zhiting was finally choked by the answer. She looked at her royal highness in disbelief. She almost suspected that her ears were broken. Otherwise, her Royal Highness's heart was broken. Her front feet talked to Mr. Lu, and the back feet would set off firecrackers to celebrate the death of their brother. What does her highness think? Isn't it just playing with people?!

Qiyang shook her fingers and replied, "no, I'm going to buy some firecrackers and set them off to celebrate."

Can this cow head not horse mouth's answer but let Zhi Ting more muddled, carefully follow Qiyang's words to ask: "Your Highness want to see fireworks?"

Qiyang leaned lazily on the carriage and did not hide it from her. She said with a smile: "there is a fireworks shop on ronghua street. It's good."

With Qiyang side for many years, zhiting for the first time felt that his royal highness was unpredictable. After a little entanglement, she asked, "Your Highness should go back to the palace if you don't want to go to Lu's house to mourn. What do you do in Ronghua street at this time?"

Zhi Ting secretly looked at Qiyang, accidentally discovered that the princess's highness seemed to be good, and her lips were still smiling. But this routine is not right ah, sweetheart's younger brother died, although can't feel empathy, but this laughs to go shopping how to return a responsibility?!

Your highness, it's not like to mourn, but to go shopping?!

outside the driver's voice immediately turned to the horse's head, and did not hesitate at all for his Royal Highness's orders. Zhiting in the carriage was stunned to hear such an order, because ronghua street is far away from Lu Fu and is the place where famous shops gather in Beijing.

However, Qi Yang just glanced at her, and immediately said to the driver outside, "turn around and go to ronghua street."

Zhi Ting was riding with her. Seeing Qiyang stop the carriage, she asked, "Your Highness, do you want to go to Lu Fu to mourn?" Then, without waiting for Qiyang to answer, he advised him again: "Mr. Lu just went back, and now he may be a little early."

At that time, she and Lu Qipei had just separated and were still on their way back to the palace. When she got the news, she immediately stopped the carriage.

When Qiyang received the news, she was no more than Lu Qipei at night. She cared about the Lu family, and the spies were always timely in delivering news.

Lu Qipei still did not regret, but her eyes were red when she saw Lu Qicheng. In the eye thin water mist condenses, turns into a drop of tear finally, falls down, hits in the heart, astringent hair ache.

but what she as like as two peas is dead. There is no one who is born to be the same as her. There is no one who has called her "elder sister". She doesn't know why they are going to this stage, but she doesn't want to die, so she lost her little brother who had been dependent on her life and lost her last relative.

Lu Qipei saw Lu Qicheng again. He was lying quietly in the narrow coffin. His face was calm and serene. Even his face still kept his good look. Except that he had stopped breathing, he was almost thought to be sleeping soundly.

Zibo didn't say anything. He led her into the door and saw the hall.

When she opened her mouth again, her voice was a little hoarse, and she suppressed a complex emotion that she could not understand herself: "I'll go to see him."

Lu Qipei has not seen Lu Qicheng this month, and he does not know his final collapse and madness. At the moment, she just nodded in silence after listening to Zibo's words. Then she got out of the carriage and took the white cloth in his hand and tied it to her waist.

No unexpected way to die, but it may not be possible to say that there is no pain. Lu Qipei didn't want to torture Lu Qicheng at first, but because she didn't want to be too obvious, she chose chronic poison. After a day's sleep, there was no pain. But after waking up, she clearly realized that she was getting closer to death, but it was another kind of spiritual torture.

Zibo was still waiting outside, and his expression was mournful. Seeing Lu Qipei's mood cleared up and reappeared, he handed over the white cloth in his hand: "childe, I'm sorry. The little Lord went in a dream, so there should be no pain. "

After sitting in the car for a moment, Lu Qipei quickly recovered and lifted the curtain again.

Maybe not. She didn't regret it, but she couldn't help but feel the pain.

Then she couldn't help thinking, after her death in the previous life, did Lu Qicheng have a moment of heartache and regret when she heard the news?

For a moment, Lu Qipei's face was very pale, and there was only a blank in her mind. She thought that she was still sad, even if it was her own hand, even if the love between her sister and brother was no longer the same as before, but when she really faced this moment, she couldn't stop suffering.

Lu Qipei shook his hand fiercely, and the lifted curtain of the car fell back, isolating the inside and outside. The light within sight was dimmed, and the carriage was darkened.

Until Zibo came out, white cloth around his waist, and his face was still: "young master, little Lord, he Yes

She was in a trance for a moment, even her hands shaking when she lifted the car curtain.

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