Many people will think that white hair is actually not ugly, and even, according to the aesthetics of later generations, a man with white hair, as long as he is not old, will look like a little temperament, and there is a strange beauty.

In his previous life, when Zheng Fan drew comics, he liked to use this method to create characters, and felt that this method could quickly and effectively highlight the temperament of the characters.

In addition, because of the popularity of various hair dyes in later generations, people often have a high degree of acceptance of different colors of hair.

But at this time, Jingnanhou,

His gray hair,

It only presents a kind of desolation, a kind of sadness that is greater than the death of the heart, and a kind of dilapidation that cannot be created in late autumn.

What temperament, what image, what these and that, can't describe the horror after seeing the past.

Zheng Fan's chest seemed to be blocked by a stone, and it was tightly blocked.

For a long time, when facing Tian Wujing, Zheng Fan has always been "performing" himself just right.

Intimate and homely with the superior, not overstepping, but not rusty, laughing and scolding, let him feel that you are his person, and let him know that you still know how to measure.

But at this time, Zheng Fan didn't go to hide, was he too lazy to go or didn't think it was necessary, Zheng Fan didn't know, he just took a few steps forward, and then looked behind the threshold,

Shaoqing,

Road:

"Master Hou?"

Hou Ye replied very calmly:

"She's asleep."

In Hou Ye's eyes, there was no sadness, no messiness, and no hysteria, he was very calm, but this calm was like the silence before the eruption of a volcano.

If you ignore the gray hair that fell overnight, he seems to be still his original self, and nothing has changed.

But Zheng Fan knows that the sorrow of some people lies in the fact that

He was too strong, too strong, and this was no longer a mask on his own face, because the mask had become one with his own face.

Sadness is that when you want to express your grief, you have forgotten how to do it.

You can only sit on the threshold like this, and sit and sit for the night.

You've gotten that emotion out of your body early, and you feel like you're never going to use it again in your life, and you feel like it's just a burden to you.

But you don't expect that one day later, you'll find yourself needing it more than ever.

It can tell you whether to cry, to shout, or to be angry, without making you feel helpless and helpless like a child who has just learned to walk and is confused and worried about the road ahead.

Even, the people around you don't know how to comfort you, and no one dares to comfort you. They are used to your need, and they are used to your figure standing in front of 10,000 people.

You are cut off from the world, a suffocating isolation.

Tian Wujing stretched out his hand and beckoned to Zheng Fan.

If someone else was someone else, facing Tian Wujing at this time, he might have knelt down in fear or fled in a panic;

After all, an angry lion is really not as terrible as a lion on the verge of anger, and God knows how it will react when it is furious after enduring it to the extreme.

Zheng Fan walked over,

Tian Wujing didn't speak,

Zheng Fan didn't speak either.

In this position, Zheng Fan saw a coffin inside.

Tian Wujing continued to sit there,

Zheng Fan hesitated, but still didn't dare to raise his feet and walk in.

The atmosphere, here, is stagnant.

Finally, Zheng Fan took a deep breath and slowly knelt down on one knee in front of Tian Wujing.

Tian Wujing turned his face sideways and looked at Zheng Fan who was kneeling in front of him.

The two looked at each other;

A majestic pressure poured towards Zheng Fan, it was a kind of scrutiny from the soul level, and the invisible coercion made the magic pills in Zheng Fan's chest begin to tremble slightly.

It's out.

Zheng Fan gritted his teeth,

Directly:

"Master Hou, I want to know how Madam died!"

"She just fell asleep, she waited too long for me to come back, so she slept first."

It's hard for you to imagine that Tian Wujing would say such a thing.

What do you need to do to him at this time?

If he wasn't Tian Wujing, you could pour a basin of cold water on him, you could scold him, and you could even go up and slap him awake.

But just because he is Tian Wujing, others don't dare,

ZHENG Fan,

Don't dare.

Because the emperor's new clothes, only when the emperor comes to wear them, can they have an effect.

Zheng Fan slowly opened his mouth,

Every word he said now was likely to cause his head to be smashed by Tian Wujing's punch in the next moment.

Magic pills, there is no way to stop them.

But Zheng Fan felt that he should say something and try to do something.

Rural people do funerals and wine, and neighbors and relatives who have a good relationship will spontaneously go over a day or two in advance to help with things.

Is this death?

Right

Look for trouble.

Zheng Fan spoke:

"Master Hou......... Child......... Child......... Sub........."

Zheng Fan could clearly perceive that his teeth were trembling, and his speech was intermittent.

He was walking a tightrope, and below him was a cliff.

It's not that I haven't walked a tightrope before, but that was to pursue some kind of profit, and now, I really don't want to ask for anything, and I really don't want to ask for anything.

Zheng Fan felt that he hadn't been so pure for a long time,

Pure death.

Tian Wujing looked at Zheng Fan,

This time,

It's not the same as before.

Tian Wujing before, no matter what his heart was, but at least, his eyes were calm, but now, there was clear emotions in his eyes.

He's restraining himself,

He's been restrained,

a volcano,

has been restraining his eruption,

And unfortunately,

Zheng Fan's words,

It seems that all the previous restraint will be turned into nothing.

Zheng Fan lowered his head,

But the heart went straight down,

paralyzing,

A great death is a great death,

Anyway, you Tian Wujing has saved Lao Tzu's life a few times, and if it really doesn't work, I'll return it to you!

"Master Hou, Madam is gone, whether this matter is investigated or not, you have to give an accurate word!

Or maybe Master Hou, you actually have eyebrows in your heart, but I want to ask you to give me an accurate word!

If you don't check, ......... you?"

"How are you?"

"I......... I'm fucking checking it myself, Lao Tzu has never been a father in several lifetimes combined, and finally has a hope, and now he is inexplicably gone, Lao Tzu is not convinced! ”

Speaking of which,

Zheng Fan simply raised his head, panting, his voice became higher and higher, and he almost shouted:

"If there is a suspicion, they will be arrested and interrogated, and if there are clues, they will be asked to investigate, up and down, inside and out, they will take a sieve and go through one round, and if there is no round, there will be two rounds, and I don't believe it, such a big thing, it will have no clues at all.

No matter what, you can't sit here like Master Hou is now, shouting that Mrs. is asleep!

Master Hou, you are a gentleman, I have always admired you, but the way you are now really makes your subordinates look down on you.

Old man, the daughter-in-law who is pregnant with Liujia has been killed, you are so sad that you want to die or live, that is what you should, if you want to seek death and life, you can understand it and go to your wife and children, but at the very least, you have to wait for revenge and then wipe your neck! ”

After roaring these,

Zheng Fan felt that he was cool,

It's cool.

After the coolness, there is only emptiness left, so let's die.

When Zheng Fan finished speaking, there was silence here.

Tian Wujing slowly stretched out his hand, Zheng Fan's body shook,

Tian Wujing's hand grabbed Zheng Fan's shoulder.

Zheng Fan was waiting for his shoulder to be crushed, but no.

Tian Wujing turned his head and glanced at the coffin behind him,

Road:

"Help me get the baby back."

"Kid?" Zheng Fan was stunned.

"The cuckoo was pierced in the stomach with a sword."

"That ........."

"I checked Juan Zi's body and found that there was another stitched cut on her stomach."

"This ........."

"Juan Zi gave birth to a child in front of the Heavenly Tiger Mountain, but there are no children in the house."

Zheng Fan's mind was a little messy, no, this ...... What the hell is going on!

"Master Hou, madam, why did Madam go to Heavenly Tiger Mountain?"

The place where the accident happened was in Tianhu Mountain.

This is also the most incomprehensible place for Zheng Fan, ordinary people will naively think that the marquise went to Tianhu Mountain to pray for the blessing of the marquis who is on an expedition.

But who is the cuckoo, is she the kind of ordinary woman who only knows how to pray to God and worship Buddha?

Why did she leave the Hou Mansion and go to Tianhu Mountain outside Litian City?

And

It is likely that before going up the mountain,

She forcibly gave birth to the child first.

A woman who has just given birth, a woman who has had her own laparotomy stitched, but still has to go up the mountain?

Why?

In ancient times, there was no caesarean section, but in ancient times, midwives did have a way to cut the belly of a pregnant woman and take out the child with a knife or scissors when the child had a difficult birth.

The cuckoo is not an ordinary woman, she has cultivation, but that kind of pain......

So, did she know that she might die, so she gave birth to the child first, and she went up the mountain to beg for death?

"The prince in the palace is here, and he is settled in Tianhu Mountain."

When Zheng Fan heard this, his brain immediately exploded.

The prince in the mouth of the eunuchs in the palace in the Yanjing Palace, he has also heard that the prince is a qi refiner, who was injured and disabled in order to save the emperor's family in the early years, and has been living in the deep palace since then, teaching the eunuchs the method of refining qi, Wei Zhonghe, is also the apprentice of the master.

Dayan Secret Spy Division, there are fanzi in it, and there are also qi refiners, on the surface, it is Wei Zhonghe who controls the secret spy division, but in the real sense, the actual leader of the secret spy department is the master.

Tian Wujing said slowly:

"I thought that in this life, my heart would never hurt again, but I was wrong."

Zheng Fan was a little confused and said:

"So, yes, yes, it's Your Majesty........."

Is Emperor Yan crazy?

At this time, what did he think of attacking the heirs of Jingnanhou!

Tian Wujing shook his head,

"I don't know, but that lady won't come here, Juanzi, she won't go up the mountain.

I'll sit here and wait, Ben Hou will wait here for a day, wait for him to come down the mountain, wait for him to come, wait for him, give Ben Hou an explanation. ”

"What if...... If he ...... What if you don't go down the mountain? ”

Hearing this question,

Tian Wujing replied calmly:

"Then the Jingnan Army is called ......... It's hard to be in the army. ”