After speaking, I saw the little girl's two arms twist and turn, and she was out of the control of the two people holding her in an instant.

Du Ruo saw that his face turned pale with fright, and before he could react, he had already stepped forward to block the fourth master of the cat.

As a result, the little girl slammed directly into the other side.

Blood splattered.

Du Ruo even felt as if he had seen the white in between.

Looking at the back standing in front of her, Du Ruo closed her eyes and suppressed the nausea, but the picture of the blood-colored bottom, splashed with little white spots, and the dead eyes that had been open seemed to have been haunting her eyes.

Jiufujin and Shifujin's faces are extremely ugly, they really regret it, even if they are accused of the rules, it is much better than seeing such a situation now!

As for the Fourteen Fujin that he begged for, his knees were already weak, and he leaned on the noodle-like girl who also had soft legs, supporting each other.

"Send the three Fujin out of the palace and return home."

"The courtiers withdrew."

It wasn't until they got into the carriage and got farther and farther away from the purple palace gate that Jiufujin and Shifujin relieved their hearts that they had been carrying, looking at the reddened hands that were pinched by each other, their eyes were full of tears, as if they had escaped death.

Du Ruo was lying on the bed, his arm tightly holding the arm of the fourth master of the cat, and he couldn't sleep for a long time.

In the end, he didn't ask for Bafujin's life, but directly ordered Ba Ye to divorce his wife. In the heart of the fourth master of the cat, that Guo Luo Luo clan is afraid that he is not worthy of the position of his family's good eighth brother Fujin at all! He also didn't want Guo Luo Luo to go down to the underworld and disturb his life as a good eighth brother.

To be honest, she actually didn't know which was better for Guo Luoluo's family, between being given a break and being given death.

At the same time, it has been ten days since the Ulanala clan moved out of the palace, and the Forbidden City has also been quiet for ten days.

In the end, the person was still not saved.

Du Ruo stood at the front of the female family of the clan in plain clothes, and according to the words of the Ministry of Rites, one command and one action, like a robot.

Before midsummer, as if fleeing, the holy car arrived at the Old Summer Palace in a very hurry.

With the much cooler temperature, Du Ruo's heart gradually got rid of the impetuousness of the previous days.

As long as the fourth master of the cat did not summon the minister to discuss politics, she would accompany her in the Qinzheng Qinxian Palace, if someone came, she would go to the back of the warm pavilion by herself, and wait for someone to leave before coming out.

One of the two sat at the desk, holding a pen to review the folds, one leaning on the couch, embroidering and practicing calligraphy and reading the painting book, even if they didn't say a word for an hour or two, they were all very comfortable, every time the eyebrows and eyes met, every tacit understanding revealed the warm color, all of which gave the room a layer of warmth that words could not describe.

Within two days, the fourth master issued an order to abolish the prince's eldest son, Honghui, as the prince of Li, and the fifth master repaired the garden for Prince Li.

And Prince Li in the palace finally stabilized his condition and gradually recovered.

In November of the second year of Yongzheng, Prince Li's garden was built, Prince Li and several of his younger brothers and sisters stayed in the palace, and the abolished prince and his daughters left the Forbidden City early in the morning, and a group of more than 30 carriages quietly went out of the city gate.

That night, the emperor was funeral.

Du Ruo looked at the fourth master of the cat, who had lost a lot of weight in just a month, and he was distressed, and suddenly felt a little resentful in his heart.

The fourth master seemed to feel something, and shook Du Ruo's hand comfortingly: "Huang Ama believes in me." ”

What did I believe in you? If you believe it, you won't make a move on his precious waste prince?!

The fourth master shook his head and continued to pick up the pen and copy the scriptures.

In the next ten years, Du Ruo and the fourth master of the cat accompanied each other to marry daughters-in-law and girls, welcome grandchildren, great-grandchildren and great-grandchildren.

The roots are stable, the trunk is strong, and the branches and foliage are becoming more and more luxuriant.

"My son asks for peace to my mother."

Du Ruo smiled and put down the embroidery shed in his hand, looked at his son, who was nearly forty years old and had just completed three years on the throne, and urged Huanhua to ask someone to take out the clothes she had cut for Hongyun before, and asked Hongyi to try it.

"E-Niang did it, and I don't have to try it to know that it can't fit better."

"You, you know how to coax me!" Du Ruo had a smile on her face, and the years seemed to be particularly preferential to her, and she had been widowed for three years, but she still hadn't lost much color.

"Ah Guibing has practiced well, and he looks like an uncle."

"Galu gave birth to a pair of dragon and phoenix fetuses three days ago, and the spring and the horse will not be on it. It's just that Zabu is so angry that she can't do it, she has been reading for more than ten years and the dragon and phoenix fetus has not landed, and Galu Jue has only her first child. ”

"This is not a big character! She, who is a mother, still eats her own daughter's vinegar! ”

"Yonghuang's daughter-in-law is pregnant again, Deng Yan said that it was twins, and he was so happy that he was so drunk that he was dizzy for several days."

That night, the Old Summer Palace held a family banquet, and Hongyi, Hongyan, Hongxian and Zabushan brought their sons, girls, grandchildren and grandchildren together.

Du Ruo was happy, and took out the mountain tray wine brewed today three years ago, and drank four glasses in a row, until he was stopped by the youngest grandson from drinking, and then obediently put down the glass cup.

The yellow glass cup, a vine wrapped around the cup body climbs the rock, and the vine is still hanging with a lot of grape fruits.

Early the next morning, Zabushan couldn't wait for his mother to have breakfast, and when he went in to call, before he stepped into the door, he heard a whimpering cry, and his heart was a sigh, and he broke into the house in a panic, only to see the servants kneeling all over the ground in the house.

She rushed into the side room in a panic, and what she saw was Mama Huan, who was kneeling at the head of the bed and crying uncontrollably.

"The Queen Mother is dead!"

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When Du Ruo became conscious again, he only felt cold all over, like a dead corpse, his chest was still sticky, and then his nose was full of blood, which was so thick that people couldn't breathe.

When she opened her eyes in a daze, it took a while for a moment before her eyes became clearer, and the first thing she saw was a big Buddha, her eyes slightly closed, and then there were corpses and wreckage all over the ground.

"Hiss~" Du Ruo was shocked and subconsciously stood up, but was suddenly pulled back to her thoughts by the sharp pain in her chest, looking at the 'hole' in her chest and the blood-stained clothes on the placket, she only felt that her head was getting more and more dizzy.

Not daring to hesitate, Du Ruo took the drop of jade paste directly from his backpack and swallowed it in his mouth.

The hot temperature rushed down his throat, instantly flowing to his limbs, and Du Ruo even felt that he could try to grow the flesh on his chest.

An hour later, Du Ruo was already able to flexibly shuttle through this ruined temple, if it weren't for the fact that she was smelling all over her body at this time, no one would have guessed that she had just been pierced through the chest by a sword and almost died.

No, the original body is really dead.

Du Ruo hid behind the Buddha statue, closed his eyes and silently retrieved the memories of the original body.

No!

Or not!

Nothing!

Even if he didn't want to, Du Ruo could only approach and touch the corpses, hoping to find any clues from these people.

After going through everything, Du Ruo put all the gold and silver jewelry and clean clothes into his mobile phone, squatted back behind the Buddha statue, and scrubbed his body with the large bucket of mineral water taken out of the storage shelf, while simply making a connection to the information in his head.