The ghost who woke up looked at the suddenly crowded room, and didn't know what to say, a large mahogany box of jewelry, celebrity calligraphy and paintings, and exquisite porcelain looked expensive, and he couldn't help but feel that this Mu Anfeng was generous enough in this regard, and it was estimated that they were all rewards from the war in the past few years.

He opened the gold, silver and jewelry in the box, coughed and said, "It seems that the sins I have to suffer in the past two days have not been in vain, and I can still get over it." ”

Because of his physical discomfort, he didn't harass Bai Xiyue yesterday, although his heart was itchy, but fortunately he was a self-sustaining person.

What's more, the stupid girl who has been worrying about Chu Wanqing has finally shifted her target and replaced her with him, and her life is more comfortable.

The trick of pretending to be dead is almost tried and tested, once he coughed hard, Bai Xiyue next to him looked at his heart and couldn't help, like an ant on a hot pot, circling around him, he didn't think that Ghost Che didn't seem to be breathless, "Ahhh

Bai Xiyue was suddenly frightened and had no owner, hugged the ghost and cried heartbreakingly, the ghost closed her eyes, and was secretly funny in her heart, obviously she didn't even see the black and white impermanence of the underworld, she could even believe in her acting skills, and then she was really pitiful when she heard her cry, so she opened her eyes, pretended to wake up from fainting, and coaxed her.

Ghost Che pretended to be dead once, and Bai Xiyue redoubled her care and care for Ghost Che, for fear that he would really go to the underworld with his life.

A group of gods and demons were amazed by the unparalleled acting skills of Ghost Che, at first Fanghua and Shumei were fooled together, and Wu Shaoqing watched the excitement from the side.

Later, after listening to Wu Shaoqing's ridicule, it suddenly dawned on him that this Ghost Che Divine Monarch was idle and took the Xiyue Divine Lady to ask for comfort, so they were all busy with their own things, but one thing is certain, Ghost Che must be the Divine Monarch with the worst personality in the Divine Realm, and he definitely has a way to deal with women.

Three days later, Mu Anfeng left Jingbei City under the eyes of Chu Wanqing and went to the front line with reinforcements and grain and grass.

The day after sending her husband away, the black line on Ghost Che's arm suddenly disappeared, turning into a wisp of black smoke and flying to Chu Wanqing's yard.

Old Man Mu asked people to take out all the longevity wood and longevity clothes that had been prepared for a long time. Bai Xiyue looked at the life-sustaining candle that had burned to the end and sighed deeply.

Before dusk, the sky was dark, and I don't know when the soft snowflakes floated in the cold wind, crystal clear like spring catkins, touching the skin, quietly turning into water droplets.

The snow came so quickly at the beginning of this year, just like some people and things, always catching others off guard who were unprepared.

In the end, Chu Wanqing was tormented by illness, curled up in the quilt, obviously there were four or five braziers burning, but she trembled like a person who was about to freeze to death, desperately trying to curl herself into a small ball.

This time the snow is not big, but it always doesn't stop, she doesn't want to think about Mu Anfeng, and she doesn't want to think about Zicang Shenjun, she just feels that she is dying, the blood from the cough flows down her lips, hot and fishy, and the maids whimper and take a silk handkerchief for a silk handkerchief and keep wiping.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, like a very quiet black pool, with the occasional whistling sound of the wind blowing, and the snow is slowly decreasing.

Ghost Che took the person who was serving beside Chu Wanqing, stood in front of her, didn't even raise his eyelids, unbuttoned his clothes to reveal his entire arm and half of his shoulder, grabbed her wrist with the red thread printed on it, and with a slight touch of his fingertips, the red thread slowly withdrew from his wrist between his fingers.

The red thread gradually depicted a flower pattern on the other side of the ghost on the shoulders of the ghost red tattoo, at this moment Chu Wanqing's consciousness has become more and more blurred, thinking of that year, it was also a snowy day, he smiled like a child, holding an ice sculpture carved by a street artist in his hand, a pair of cold eyes smiled, gently called "Wanqing", the flowers flew by, and she saw Zicang in a light blue robe, smiling gently at others, disturbing the beauty of her life, drizzling, snowflakes flying......

She hooked the corners of her mouth, smiled softly in a trance, and her soul left her body, completely turning into a whole flower on the other side of the body, and leaving the house.

The snow stopped completely in the night, and the contract was made.

Ghost Che They had no reason to stay in the Protector's Mansion anymore, they didn't listen to Old Man Mu's retention, and insisted on moving to Yin Chunhua's luxurious mansion, leaving all the things that Mu Anfeng gave them a few days ago in the house, and didn't take any of them away.

The funeral seven days later was very beautiful, because of the great victory in the battle on the front line, there was no longer any worry that Mu Anfeng would be unfavorable after knowing the news, and the Lanfeng Kingdom was forced to retreat by the late attack of the Cangyue Kingdom, and when Mu Anfeng came back, it was already the third day after the funeral.

All the people of Jingbei City came out to greet the victorious army.

Mu Anfeng didn't see the people of the Mu family alone, and even his newlywed wife who promised to pick up the wind before leaving didn't come, so he had an ominous feeling in his heart, and rushed back to the Protector's Mansion almost frantically on a fast horse.

When I saw that there was a white satin flower hanging on the flat of the gate outside. Standing at the door, his legs were stiff and unconscious, but he didn't have the courage to take half a step, was his father dead? Or is it someone in the house? He didn't dare to think about it, Chu Wanqing's state before leaving was very good, and there was nothing wrong with his father's body.

His chest was full of breath, the old housekeeper was wearing a white linen robe, looked at Mu Anfeng sadly, and staggered to the general in armor, bowed his head and said: "Young master, please mourn, the young grandmother of Wanqing passed away ten days ago, and the funeral was held three days ago." ”

Are you kidding?! This battle-hardened general had never fainted when life and death were at stake, but now he couldn't bear the blow, his chest was stuffy, he vomited black blood, his eyes were black, and he was completely unconscious.

There was a brazier in the house, and the charcoal was crackling, and when Mu Anfeng opened his eyes, he saw no one else, none other than Oni Che.

Suddenly, he gritted his back teeth and gurgled angrily, trembling like chaff, ripped off the blanket covering his body at once, grabbed Ghost Che's wrist and asked, "Wanqing is dead?" Isn't her illness cured? ”

The ghostly and evil eyes were like ice peaks that would not melt for thousands of years, and he brushed away Mu Anfeng's hand and snorted: "I have never said half a word to you that she is already good, but your father and Chu Wanqing both know that she will not live for more than a month, which is probably why he insists on marrying you." ”

"They all know? Wanqing knows it herself? She's been lying to me? Mu Anfeng asked in disbelief.

Ghost Che pressed Mu Anfeng's body that wanted to get up and ask questions, and reminded lightly: "At this time, you'd better not be angry or fluctuating, your arrow wound in this battle is poisonous, and you are too hasty in dealing with the wound, and the poison has already attacked the heart, and now with the rush to attack the heart, if you don't pay attention, I can't guarantee that you will live for a few days." ”

At this time, Hua Nandie, who had been waiting outside the house, walked in with a bag of clothes made by Chu Wanqing, and said with a sigh: "Little uncle, the things that Wanqing's little aunt left for you are here, you should mourn and change, she also hopes that you will not be too sad and concentrate on killing the enemy on the battlefield." ”

Mu Anfeng recalled Chu Wanqing's abnormal behavior at the beginning, as well as the last three days of affection, unwrapped her baggage and looked at the beautifully embroidered clothes, she really couldn't imagine what kind of mood she was in to do these things, and she didn't know if she was crying, "fluttering" laughed, and asked blankly: "Mu Yan also knows about this, right?" So he's gone? You all know, it's just me like a fool. ”

After saying that, he hugged his clothes, and fell asleep again, I don't know how long it took, his mouth was a medicinal soup that people pried open and filled, the tip of his tongue was very bitter, and he spit out the thing in one mouthful, and said in a muffled voice: "Wanqing, orange candy." ”

Bai Xiyue hurriedly took out a bag of orange candy from the baggage left by Chu Wanqing and handed it to Ghost Che, a general was afraid of bitterness when he drank medicine, Ghost Che was angry and stuffed the sugar into Mu Anfeng's mouth, and after pouring a lot of medicine, he pulled Bai Xiyue out of the house.

The effect of the medicine worked, and Mu Anfeng soon felt that his whole body was smooth, and he tasted the taste in his mouth, with a faint aroma of oranges, and he only thought that he was really dreaming during his breath, how could Wanqing die?

Only listen to the faint sound of the wind outside the window, in a dream...... He seemed to see Chu Wanqing, standing in place with a smile, her blue eyes were special and good-looking, the drizzling rain curtain suddenly blurred her face, only the purple streamer clothes flew like a blooming lotus, as if she was crying and whispering: "Master, you are so ruthless, from now on we will break off our righteousness, and we will not communicate with each other in life and death." ”

She got farther and farther away from him, and said uneasily: "Ah Feng, have you ever been a little happy with me in your heart?" I don't want much, just a little. "A qiē gradually dissolves into nothingness, and he, like a wooden man in a cocoon, can only stand there and do nothing.

Mu Anfeng shouted in horror, his mind was completely sober, he opened his eyes, stared at the bed curtain embroidered with double butterfly love flowers, and looked at the silhouette of the old man Mu sitting not far away, familiar and strange, he didn't seem to be in high spirits because of his daughter-in-law and son.

Sensing that he woke up, Master Mu glanced sideways, lowered his head again, touched his beard and said, "You two and I have the most hearts, but it's a pity that you are still the children who enjoy the least happiness in life." ”

Mu Anfeng also lowered his head and said in a choked voice: "Dad, I haven't said anything like joy to her, so she just went." ”

Old Man Mu was stunned, looked at the most stubborn son in front of him, who was also the most like him, and sighed and said: "The hero is short of breath, it doesn't matter if you don't say this kind of thing, I haven't told your mother either?" But she has known my heart all her life. ”

Mu Anfeng shook his head and said: "Dad, it's different, I have always treated her badly, and I always let her be wronged, which is what I owe her." ”

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