The sun was about to go down, Xie Zhixiao was still holding her, she raised her hand and touched the blister on his forehead against the tree.

"Doesn't it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt. ”

"Ugly. ”

He covered the blisters on his head, which was embarrassing, he was like a beauty who took the initiative to dedicate herself to Chu Liuxiang, but he didn't show his most perfect side.

Hua Langying got up and put on his clothes when he was distracted and let go, Xie Zhixiao supported the back of his head with one hand, looking up at her every movement and gesture. His hair flew as she draped into her clothes, and he couldn't help but reach through her hair and smile foolishly.

She put on her middle coat, but her robe was pressed under him, and she tugged at it, and he sat up, and said, "Fly, you are so beautiful." ”

She said, "I need you to say it."

He hugged her and said, "From now on, I will be your underground lover, and if you are lonely, I will accompany you." ”

"Hey, didn't you say you didn't want me to be responsible?"

"I didn't ask you to marry me. ”

The two of them are dressed, but they have different feelings between each other, Xie Zhixiao only has her in his heart, and Hua Rongying also feels that there is no sense of distance, and treats him differently from ordinary friends.

The two returned to the Li family, Uncle Li and sister-in-law Li and their family had already returned from the city, she didn't let the Li family get close, she quietly went back to the room, and Xie Zhixiao went over to deal with it.

Xie Zhixiao brought back a lot of things, in addition to a few sets of clothes, shoes, headscarves, handkerchiefs, soaphorns, and new bedding bought from Kaifeng.

Xie Zhixiao changed the quilt and threw away the old one, and when he saw it, he couldn't help but say: "What are you doing when you buy a quilt on a hot day, just these two days, is it possible that you still live in winter?"

Xie Zhixiao said: "We can go back here in winter to stay." ”

Hua Rongying said: "I won't go back to this kind of place, maybe I will be thundered again......"

"Flying!" Xie Zhixiao interrupted her, "Don't be open-mouthed. ”

At this moment, footsteps approached, and after a while, Uncle Li came over and knocked on the door and said, "Master Xiao, the bath water is ready." ”

Xie Zhixiao said: "Let's put it outside." ”

"Yes. Uncle Li answered and left. The Li family is just an ordinary peasant, this time the family was borrowed by nobles and got a lot of silver taels, and Xiao Ye, a fairy figure, still knows martial arts, and they don't dare to see wealth.

Xie Zhixiao looked at her and said with a smile: "You take a bath first." ”

So saying, he went to bring in the bath bucket and hot water, and went to the well to fetch two buckets of cold water, and then went outside to guard the door.

It wasn't until she had finished bathing and cleaned up that he went to the well, took a cold bath, was in a very happy mood, and washed for a while.

When it was completely dark, the two of them had dinner, and he felt very satisfied.

That night, he didn't make a bunk, but climbed into her bed lightly, and when he saw her lying on her side with her back to him to make room for him, his heart was as sweet as honey.

He hugged her to sleep.

The next day, Hua Langying officially pretended to be a man again, and drove the Li family's ox cart to Kaifeng with him.

I asked Uncle Li, and I heard Uncle Li say that the tomb was originally the ancestor of a wealthy family surnamed He in this area, but the last generation of the family was a daughter, and after the daughter also married, the two old people died and became extinct. These were all twenty years ago, and the daughters of the He family didn't know if they were still there. Because the tomb of the ancestor of the He family was bigger than others, it was dug up by tomb thieves a while ago.

They went to Kaifeng City and sold a pair of good wood, and then there were incense candles, paper money, and three animals. She also bought leather gloves, white cloth and linen. searched all over Kaifeng City, and sold two pots of white chrysanthemum at this time.

Lao Yuyuan was not superstitious, but he was afraid that the supernatural phenomena of heaven would yin her, and this cause and effect would have to be returned.

Two more horses and a carriage were bought, bones were collected, and graves were repaired, and they too had to go.

One day later, everything was ready, and when the auspicious time was chosen, Hua Rongying and Xie Zhixiao pulled the new coffin and went over with incense and candles.

Hua Langying was dressed in white, unveiled his mask, and then bowed outside the tomb, and after Chen Ming's intentions, he got up and walked into the cave with his hat and mask.

The white bones were still scattered on the ground, and a large hole in the coffin had been dug open by Wei Wuji's claw skills.

Hua Langying spread out the white cloth, and then picked up the white bones piece by piece and put them on top, which made Xie Zhixiao also frightened. Xie Zhixiao is a military general, of course, he has killed countless people, but he has never done this.

After the white bones scattered on the ground were collected, some of them were still in the coffin, Xie Zhixiao saw her get into the coffin hole, and then carefully picked them up.

This is not a normal woman at all!

She cleaned up the white bones, put them in the new coffin, and took away the three inches of soil under the coffin very professionally, and put them in a porcelain bottle in the new coffin.

After doing all this, Hua Langying is also a little tired, after all, the internal injuries are seventy or eighty percent, and there is still some impact.

After that, Uncle Li came with two villagers who helped with the three animals that had been handled, and at this time, Hua Langying had already cleaned his hands and changed his appearance again.

With the help of the villagers, another hole was dug in the hill and the coffin was placed inside.

But Hua Langying came to the newly sold stone tablet and took out a dagger, at this time she had no pulse, her body had a little internal force, and she could still engrave words on the tablet.

The dagger in his hand was tactful, the stone rubbed and rustled, and the name of the stele was engraved according to the original name of the stele, and he thought about it: Jiang Fei stood up.

I can't build a tomb for him that used to be a bit elaborate, but he was robbed of the tomb before, and now it would be nice for her to re-bury him.

The villagers helped to bury the soil, set up the inscriptions, light the incense and candles, and offered the three animals, and she also personally wrote a memorial text with little effective information but gorgeous words according to Uncle Li's description.

After a whole day, he locked up the knots and did not elaborate.

After this incident, there was no further delay, and the next morning they left the village in the carriage they had bought the day before.

Hua Langying leaned on the carriage with the quilt to recuperate, Xie Zhixiao drove the carriage outside, and when he left the village, he looked at the woods in the distance, a little reluctant.

But now that she is still around, she has been comforted. But as soon as she went to Zhongdu, she had to survive in a hurry, and there was a serious emperor husband and old lover Wei Wuji, and he felt bitter again.

She is not responsible and cannot be responsible.

He only wished that the road would be slower, that he could go on like this with her, and that her energy would not be attracted by other things.

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Daming Palace, including the cool hall.

It is difficult for the emperor to have the opportunity to leave the palace for a long time, and an emperor who is afraid of being overtaken by powerful ministers cannot go out for a long time for a private visit.

Xuanyuan Ling Heng was approving the recital, Wang Shi'an took the little palace maid to serve carefully, and suddenly there was some movement outside, and Wang Shi'an walked out.

But seeing that it was Xiao Lizi, a personal little eunuch of the third prince, he looked anxious, and when he saw Wang Shi'an, he hurriedly called a thousand.

Wang Shi'an said: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Lizi said: "Your Highness is sick, I was frightened by the thunder last night, and today I vomited and discharged, and I also had a high fever." ”

Wang Shi'an was taken aback and said, "Has the imperial doctor seen it?"

Xiao Lizi said: "I read it early in the morning and prescribed medicine, but what does His Highness eat and vomit......

Wang Shi'an was taken aback, since the third prince followed the concubine at that time, the third prince was the most favored prince. Since the disappearance of Concubine Ming, the third prince is also the tip of the emperor's heart, he didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly went in to report.

Xuanyuan Ling Heng listened to his report, stopped the cinnabar imperial pen, his handsome face was condensed, and a pair of phoenix eyes like a cold pool made Wang Shi'an, who had followed him for many years, afraid of it.

"Drive the Yuehua Palace. "The third prince is still raised in Yuehua Palace, although there is no hostess in this palace, and the emperor often comes to stay overnight.

Xuanyuan Ling Heng rode the dragon chariot, the sky was still covered with clouds, looking at this long road, lonely as stagnant water, a year or two years, forty years, fifty years are still the same.

Xuanyuan Hengling couldn't help but be stunned. As an original Ming monarch, Xuanyuan Ling Heng reigned for fifty-three years, and only Han Wu and Sui Taizong could match him.

His life is like a legend and a piece of history.

Since returning to Beijing, he has dreamed night and night, dreaming for decades, and seems to tell himself that as an emperor, women are nothing, and only the country is his eternal pursuit.

Xuanyuan Ling Heng pinched the dragon pattern jade pendant on his waist, what did he want, there was indeed nothing he couldn't get, and the peerless beauty was nothing at all. In the dream, in old age, there are still fresh beautiful concubines to fill the harem, women come in batches, and the old people are getting old, and a generation of new people is replacing the old. How long can a concubine be by his side, and he has his own new arrival, and women are like this.

"Your Majesty......" Wang Shi'an shouted softly.

It turned out that he had already arrived outside Yuehua Palace, and Xuanyuan Ling Heng was in a trance, and he didn't pay attention for a while.

Xuanyuan Ling Heng came back to his senses, got off the dragon chariot, walked into Yuehua Palace, and looked at everything as before, but it was not as good as some of his fantasies.

A strong longing struck, and it seemed that looking at every corner, I could imagine her beautiful shadow and her unique demeanor and temperament.

He wanted to replace her in his dreams with the demon in his dreams, but he was defeated.

There were palace maids of all sizes guarding outside the house of the three princes, and several imperial doctors also came, Xuanyuan Ling Heng entered the house, and faintly smelled some sour smell.

Xuanyuan Ling Heng didn't pay attention to it, but saw the third prince Xuanyuan Xiaohe lying weakly on the bed, his face as pale as paper.

The imperial doctors knelt in front of Xuanyuan Ling Heng, and Xuanyuan Ling Heng directly crossed them to sit down beside his son.

"Father's ......"

Xuanyuan Ling Heng said: "Lie down in peace, it's okay, why are you sick like this?"

Xuanyuan Xiaohe shed tears and said, "Father...... I don't want to die......"

Xuanyuan Ling Heng held his hand and said, "You won't die, I am the Son of Heaven, I won't allow you to die." ”

Xuanyuan Xiaohe was only eight years old, but at this time, he seemed to be beyond his age, uneasy and sad, and said: "However, it is the will of God that I die......"

Xuanyuan Ling Heng couldn't help but be taken aback, and suddenly vaguely remembered the less important things in the dream, Xuanyuan Xiaohe should have died of illness a long time ago. Xuanyuan Xiaohe is not an important prince, he is not much different from many princes who have died, and the death of a prince is a very common thing in the palace.

It's her! It was she who changed the variables of Hua Rongying, changed the fate of Concubine Feng Hui's dystocia and postpartum physical weakness, and also saved the fourth prince who was stuffed in Concubine Feng Hui's stomach for too long before birth and became naturally demented, her greatest effort was to change the number of lives of the third son.

She's not the flower shadow, she's a witch, she's a ghost.

Xuanyuan Lingheng was stunned, but listened to Xuanyuan Xiaohe crying: "I miss the mother concubine ......" Only when the mother concubine holds him, he can have a sense of security, and he is the happiest child, the mother concubine is so smart, the mother concubine will definitely be able to save him.

Xuanyuan Ling Heng couldn't help but say, "You don't have a mother!"

Xuanyuan Xiaohe had never seen his father's expression, majestic and cold, and his phoenix eyes were fierce.

"I want my mother's concubine......" Xuanyuan Xiaohe cried, "Doesn't my father miss my mother?"

Xuanyuan Ling Heng clenched his hands and said, "Don't mention this person again, you can recuperate." ”

Xuanyuan Xiaohe burst into tears, he was shocked by thunder, and dreamed of how he felt when he died, he vaguely understood that it was his life. He woke up and vomited and vomited, and his well-cultivated body seemed to be about to weaken, and he was about to usher in the feeling of illness in his dream, and then die.

The eunuch brought the medicine, and although Xuanyuan Ling Heng was in a state of confusion at this time, the third prince was his own biological child, and he personally fed him the medicine.

At this time, although he vomited medicine, it was not as serious as Fang Cai, and finally drank most of the bowl.

Xuanyuan Ling Heng walked out of the house, looked at Yuehua Palace, and couldn't help but have mixed tastes in his heart, and couldn't help but walk towards their living room in the past.

A product is the same, dusty, and a shelf of books that she hasn't finished reading yet.

On the display shelf are a Qin Zheng, a Xiangfei bamboo flute, a guqin, and a violin made by her. She is proficient in music and rhythm, and even the world-famous Wu Yinghou is not as good as her. There are also some daily medicine bottles on the shelf, which are daily spare medicines.

There are also two puppets that she carved casually when she was making the violin, one is herself, and the other is the third prince, without him.

When he entered the dormitory, there was a large gorgeous bed, covered with a red veil, which reminded him of too many memories.

And her dresser, she is naturally beautiful, rarely uses rouge gouache, but it is also there, and one eyebrow Dai is used a little.

He couldn't help but think of the day he painted her thrush, and the indifference at that time was actually the best time for her to him.

She never paid much attention to him, the naivety at the beginning, the indifference and warmth in the middle stage, and the ...... in the later stage She was rebellious and disgusted with him.

She never loved him, and abandoned his heart like a mustard, Xuanyuan Ling Heng's heart hurt as if his chest was about to be torn apart.

Suddenly, the dream of the last few days flashed through his mind again, and he persuaded himself that he was just a woman.

Xuanyuan Ling Heng came out of Yuehua Palace.

At night, Xuanyuan Ling Heng, who had been indifferent to the harem recently, suddenly entered the harem and went to Zhen Shuyi's Youlan Pavilion.

Lan Ying couldn't help but be overjoyed when she saw the Holy Driver coming, but Shuyi didn't prepare at this time.

But when Lan Ying looked at the master, she was relieved, the master was not carefully dressed, and his appearance was also one and the same in the harem, anyway, that one had already disappeared.

"Concubines/slaves and maids see the emperor!"

"Flatten. ”

Xuanyuan Ling Heng directly entered the Youlan Pavilion, and Fu Qiuli was also happy in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

She has been planting vegetables for half a year, and she has recently detoxified, beautified and healthy, and her appearance is more prosperous than before, and the five princes have also been raised by her to be extremely smart and clever. But with these foundations, it is only useful if the emperor comes. (Hour Sky Heavenly Dao: I'm easy, I'm originally a normal, only martial arts ancient space-time world, and such a moth-eater empress has come to disrupt everything.) I forcibly opened the memory of rebirth for the male protagonist, so that he could see through the woman/sex and be a qualified Ming Jun like the plot. I'll open a hang for the heroine again, how difficult it is to open a vegetable growing space under this kind of time and space rules, do you know? ）

Xuanyuan Ling Heng sat down on the chair next to the desk, and Fu Qiuli was busy, asking the palace maid to serve tea and snacks. She doesn't have a high position, but because she has five princes, she still has a small kitchen.

Xuanyuan Ling Heng took a sip of tea, only to feel that this tea soup was strangely clear, and he only felt refreshed in his mind after drinking it.

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