Mrs. He withdrew her hand, she wondered in her heart, at this hour, didn't her husband regret it? Then, his true feelings should be all deceitful remarks. He Situ understood the woman's confused expression, and he shook his head helplessly, covering the woman's lips that wanted to ask.

"Madam, it's not that I've changed my mind, but I still have to talk to you about some things." He Situ walked away and said with a gloomy look in his eyes. He is a person who is sick for the first time, and his body bones are no different from what he sees in ordinary times, and his back at this moment is only slightly thinner.

"Master doesn't have to tell me, you know, I will definitely go to Huangquan after sending you away." Mrs. He followed, euphemistically but bluntly. He Situ turned around, his eyes refocused on this person, this wife, treating him with deep affection.

He Situ thought about it for a while before he made up his mind. In such a situation, you must not be selfish and only care about yourself. She still has a lot of years left, how can she waste it for a negative person like him. Besides, in the future, the entire He family will still need a person in charge.

"If the master really wants to say something, and just say it, it will be the last affectionate meeting between you and me." Mrs. He said with a heart, she has seen a lot now, what difference does it make who goes to Huangquan Road first?

He Situ saw that his wife was so obsessed, so he had to explain to her with a stern face. These words, he hoped that she could remember them for a long time, and there was some spectrum in his heart.

Mrs. He wanted to listen to his words plainly, but after all, she was shocked by these words with a large amount of information. She was a little hesitant, and at this moment her life and death seemed to involve something else. These things are about the lintel, about her children.

"Madame, you have to remember the words of the husband, the person who is next to the Seventh Highness is no longer the Jin'er we born." He Situ repeated the words again.

Such a second reminder is to remember that she can take this matter to her heart, and not be obsessed with such a martyrdom as going to Huangquan together.

"Why do you have to say this to me at this time? I just want to accompany you through the last journey of your life, and tell me these things, doesn't it put me in a dilemma? Mrs. He's steady love was up and down again. Her heart was very upset. Regarding the choice of a husband or children, she was really determined to be in a dilemma.

"Madame doesn't have to be like this, my life is short, and ending it at this moment is also a relief, you are different. You still have some unfinished baggage to bear. He Situ persuaded softly. At this moment, his appearance is much softer than his previous mean face.

"Okay, okay, then we are not in a hurry to die, today is the fault of the concubine, it is the concubine's narrow-mindedness and recklessness." Mrs. He suddenly changed her mind, she looked at the person in front of her, and she couldn't bear it.

What did you think about your original self? Is it fearless that wants to let him go more freely, or does he want to kill him this morning out of jealousy? Mrs. He asked herself. She couldn't figure out the answer, but she guessed it was for both reasons.

He Situ saw that his wife was already panicked, but he was even calmer and calmer. He has been able to see life and death. In the past, I always thought that I could enjoy the glory of all generations, and the beauty was in the right to be on the side. Now, fate has quietly taken away a qiē, and he can't help but be unwilling, and he can't help but struggle.

"Don't panic, in fact, today, I already have an inspiration. It was the summoning of black-clad goblins, armed with fork-like objects, who were supposed to come for me. He Situ fell into a state of emptiness, and he was babbling. It's all ghostly talk.

Mrs. He sensed that the situation was wrong, and shook the man again and again, hoping that he would be able to get out of the nightmare as soon as possible. "Master, don't think about it, we'll spend the remaining fifteen days well, okay?" Mrs. He was in an almost begging gesture. She knelt on her knees and said with a bleak face.

"No need, even if Madame doesn't pinch me in vain today, I still expect to die. Those strange-looking, long-tongued people are waiting for me to come sooner. In fact, when I woke up, I still remembered it, but I forced myself to forget about it. ”

He Situ's seemingly sober and seemingly vague words really embarrassed Mrs. He. When she saw his death-loving attitude, she felt an inexhaustible sadness.

"Look~ they came to me with a hook and fork, look, their eyes are really terrifying." He Situ pointed to the blank space in front of him and muttered to himself, waving his fingers back and forth, as if there was really some invisible mysterious person in front of him.

Mrs. He looked in the direction he was pointing, but there was nothing to see. Her heart was full of sadness, what should she do when she saw this uninformed person?

"Madam, they said that they would stir my heart with a knife and fork tonight, they said that they would come back tonight to take away my seven spirits, and they said that they would do everything to embarrass me to death......" He Situ's muttering continued, and Mrs. He had to listen to it with horror.

"What? If you have agreed, thank you very much. He Situ suddenly sighed, his joy and expression, as if he had reached a consensus with those who imagined it. When Mrs. He pondered, he suddenly turned his eyes to meet her eyes.

"What's the matter, my lord is sober?" Mrs. He wiped away her sorrow and held on to the last glimmer of hope, and confirmed. "Madam, they have promised me, the husband can die without suffering, you only need to give the husband a knife, and the husband will be happy!"

He Situ roared, his pupils narrowed a lot because of the horror, and he was talking to him about whether there was really someone? Mrs. He was almost collapsed, and at this moment, she couldn't stand any of his nonsense.

"Quick, you're fast, in a few seconds, they will torture their husbands, and they even say that this is just a small test, and there will be a little more in the middle of the night!" After that, He Situ stretched out his palm uncontrollably, slashing and urging the woman who had not moved and curled up on the ground.

Mrs. He's insistence on maintaining the bottom line collapsed in an instant, and she finally made a decision in her heart. This decision may make her miserable for the rest of her life, but it may also make her happy for a while.

"Okay, okay, the concubine will obey their treaty, and allow the husband to have a stable way to die." Mrs. He stood up and pulled away the sharp knife that had been placed on the square table as she spoke.

With a knife, blood flowed, and He Situ finally found the so-called way to liberation. In this life, he is too tired to live, and he has spent too much time for those power and public opinion.

For the person who promised his life for nothing, he had no forgiveness in his heart. Those vulgar fans, before he died, they would not be sad again. They still entertain and meet other nobles, and they are just a guest of theirs, nothing more.

He Situ willingly closed his eyes in his heart, this knife inserted into his heart was so powerful and brave that he couldn't even confide in the last sentence.

It's okay, to someone like him, no matter how much regret you say, you can change something. (To be continued.) )