A larger camp was brightly lit, and the cold wind was blowing, and the torches were shaking. However, there were many people, more than torches.

Bai Murong walked over with the people, and his eyes quickly swept around the group of people, unable to tell who was who. Then he looked at the open space surrounded by the center, and several people were kneeling there, including those wearing servants' clothes and those wearing soldiers' clothes. There were eight people, each of them trembling.

In the distance, a large fire was set up, and it seemed like it was going to be doing some bonfire party activities. However, the people here obviously did not have the atmosphere of the bonfire party, but seemed to be waiting to judge who was going to be judged.

As he walked over, Bai Murong stopped slowly and his eyes quickly passed by the men wearing luxurious fox fur cloaks, one was gentle and the other was short and fat. If he was not wearing a look, it would be inconspicuous in the crowd.

"Report to the prince, the little prince is not in good health, so the princess is here on behalf of the little prince." The person who brought them here walked to the gentle man and knelt down on one knee and reported to the report.

Bai Murong then realized that this man was the prince. The dragon gave birth to nine sons, and it was really like this. Look at Yu Wenjie, who is straight and straight, white, tender and elegant. Look at the prince, there is nothing like him.

Two steps forward, Bai Murong bent her knees and said, "Please pay tribute to the prince." She couldn't make her kneel, and this was the limit.

"Your brother and sister-in-law don't need to be polite. I wonder how your sixth brother is? He is weak and he is so urinating. In fact, he shouldn't have been with you for this time. But the father is in high spirits and hasn't seen him for a long time. I want to take this opportunity to see him." Yuwen Teng's voice was not particularly low, but he is gentle and looks like he has a good temper.

"Thank you for your concern. The wind blows. The little prince is really uncomfortable. He is lying in the big tent and cannot come to see the prince. I hope the prince will forgive me." After thinking about his speech, Bai Murong also felt very awkward. He knew people and face but not the heart. Even if he looked very gentle, he might not be as gentle as he looked on.

"No problem, my sixth brother is uncomfortable, so let him rest. Today, some accident happened on the cliff in the back mountain. It was a place to play with snow. Many people come here every year. It happened that my eighth brother and my tenth sister also went there. It was a happy thing, and no one expected the accident. The tenth sister is young, with golden branches and jade leaves, and was spoiled by her urination. Now, she died in an accident, and her father was extremely mourning." Yuwen Teng said word by word, full of emotions and was quite sad.

Bai Murong was surprised, the tenth princess was found? He was dead?

"Crown Prince, if the Tenth Sister has such a thing, I will have to deal with a group of relevant people. If these lowly things do not protect their master, they will all be skinned and executed." The short, fat and ugly man suddenly spoke, and when he spoke, every word was raised and condescending, everyone was lowly.

"Third brother, this seems inappropriate. They do have the responsibility to not take good care of the Ten Sisters. It's better to wait for the father to fall into trouble. Now the father is mourning, and he still has to care about his father's heart." Yuwen Teng disagreed, full of benevolence and righteousness.

The short, fat and ugly snorted coldly, "The prince doesn't have to show his broad mind at this time. The tenth sister died tragically. She is a princess with a golden branch and a jade leaf. If this happens, she will not be laughed at to death. Come on, you have dealt with all these lowly things, and you will be considered as tragic death to pay tribute to the tenth sister."

Yuwen Teng seemed to disagree, but the short, fat and ugly had already given the order. The people behind him immediately walked out and escorted the people kneeling on the ground.

Bai Murong looked familiar with those people. She met them once on the street, and the time she surrounded Song Zifei.

It turns out that this short, fat and ugly person is King Yi and Yu Wen Mok.

Yuwen Teng wanted to stop him, but there was no time to stop him. The few people were moving very quickly, and the two of them held one, regardless of the sorrow of those people, and directly pulled him aside.

He raised his hand and fell down, wiping his neck, blood spurted out, and with a white breath, it sprayed directly on the snow.

Everything happened too quickly. It was obviously a verbal fight the moment before, but the next moment I killed the person.

Liu Yu was so shocked that he raised his hand to cover his mouth. When he saw the blood of the people storm out, he swallowed. King Yi's guard dragged them straight to the burning fire, throwing the body into the fire like throwing garbage.

The Tenth Princess died and killed a bunch of servants again. It seemed that this was their way of solving the problem. It was rough, cruel, and crazy.

The woman who had been standing beside Yu Wen Mok was also very frightened and always grabbed a corner of his cloak tightly. Seeing the servants thrown into the fire, her face wrinkled together and her hands shivered.

Suddenly, the corpses that were thrown into the fire suddenly sat up one by one, and then their limbs twisted, as if they were struggling inside.

The woman screamed suddenly, her eyes rolled back and fell back.

Yu Wen Mok immediately turned around and pulled her, but saw the woman start to twitch and a coughing sound in her throat.

"Come, come, call me the Imperial Doctor." Yu Wen Mok shouted, and everyone around him retreated aside.

Yu Wen Mok held her with one hand and shouted loudly, but the woman twitched even more violently. In just nearly a minute, the woman suddenly stretched her legs and lost her breath.

"Wan'er? Wan'er?" Yu Wen Moe slapped her face, but there was no movement. Yellow-green liquid slowly flowed out of the corners of her closed eyes, and she was so scared that she was so scared.

Bai Murong frowned. It was so absurd. In less than half an hour, so many people died.

Yuwenteng took a deep breath, waved his hand and asked someone to help Yu Wen Mok. Some people in good clothes were talking in a low voice.

Bai Murong looked back at the two guards. They were standing behind her, calm and unstoppable. This farce was probably always staged, and they were used to it.

Liu Yu was so scared that her body kept shaking. Under the firelight, her face turned pale.

"Don't be afraid, dead people are burned, and the tendons on their bodies will contract, so they will sit up. This is normal." She comforted her in a low voice, hoping that Liu Yu would not be scared to death like Yu Wen Mok's woman.

Liu Yu shivered, "Princess, it's so scary." Not only was she scared, she was about to be scared to death, and her heart was about to jump out.

"Don't be afraid." He patted her arm, and the child was so scared that his whole body was trembling, as if he was electrocuted.

At this moment, the group came from behind. Because there were too many people, they heard footsteps again. Bai Murong tilted her head slightly to look over. Unexpectedly, the person who came here turned out to be Yu Wenjie.

He was wearing a cloak and not wearing a hood. His exposed face was a little swollen, and there were many red dots on it, which were very clear and obvious.

He was very calm and walked over step by step, with no slight wave on his calm face. It seemed that he was a person outside the world and didn't care about the ridiculous things that happened here at all.

For some reason, Bai Murong felt that this child made people feel very stable, at least, he was not that crazy.
Chapter completed!