Last night, Fu Lianzhao drank the soothing soup and fell asleep, deep into a long dream, in the dream in a laughing hall, the red light at the window, the delicacies and wines on the table, the strings in the ears are leisurely, the hall is wonderful dance Manman, she hugged the giggling Xiao Mei to Wu Shuyuan's side, Wu Shuyuan smiled and hugged Xiao Mei into her arms and caressed and laughed, just when she was not paying attention, Ziying quietly pinned a bright red flower in her bun, Wu Shuyuan saw that she was laughing, and Yang Xi on the side also snickered...

After a while, Xiao Zong came to the hall, with a bright smile on his face, his eyes were full of tenderness, Xiao Han broke away from his hand and ran to her, and stuffed a piece of sugar gourd into her mouth... Xiao Zong knelt down and bowed to Wu Shuyuan and slowly walked to her side, lightly combing the hair on her forehead, she looked at him with a smile, and he also smiled at her with love in his eyes...

The naughty Xiao Han got into Wu Shuyuan's arms again, Xiao Mei looked at the sugar gourd in his brother's hand and stretched out his hand to eat, but Xiao Han teased her and didn't give it, which made Xiao Zong and the others laugh, Ziying and Yang Xi then laughed and pulled him aside to play...

When Fu Lianzhao woke up from the dream, it was already the next day, Ziying, who was already sitting beside her, saw the smile on her pale face, smiling so kindly, smiling so brightly, she knew that it was a beautiful dream, and it was also the dream she longed for the most in her life. Ziying didn't wake her up, just looked at her blankly, but in a moment she burst into tears.

"Han'er! Baby! After waking up, Fu Lianzhao realized that he had just had a long dream, and his smile disappeared, and he struggled to get up and call the name of his child, Ziying hurriedly grabbed her arm to comfort her, but Fu Lianzhao struggled as if he was crazy.

Yesterday's dream appeared in Fu Lianzhao's mind, but the reality of Xiao Han's tragic death and Xiao Mei's disappearance also ruthlessly impacted her mind, and the dream and reality were injected into her every nerve like a fusion of fire and water, and then burst into flames. Fu Lianzhao felt a splitting headache in an instant, turned over and fell on the bed and rolled over with his head, Ziying was so frightened that she was at a loss, and wanted to grab her arm but was pushed away again and again.

With a heart-rending shout, Fu Lianzhao's hands that had torn the sheets suddenly spread out, and his eyes closed and there was no movement. Ziying was so frightened that she lost her soul, and after coming back to her senses, she crawled to her and screamed, but Fu Lianzhao's breath was broken and she never opened her eyes again, the innocent and kind Princess Tuyuhun ended her young life like this, and also ended her miserable life, and she didn't wait for the moment when Xiao Wei went home before she died.

Ziying didn't dare or want to believe all this in front of her, she shook Fu Lianzhao's arm desperately, shouted and broke her throat, exerted all her strength, and finally fainted beside Fu Lianzhao.

Outside the room, Mengyan, who heard the shouting just now, stopped suddenly, and was also stunned, and then her hands trembled, and the medicine bowl fell to the ground and shattered. After returning to her senses, Meng Yan rushed into the room to take a look, and saw Fu Lian Zhao and Ziying both falling on the bed without moving, Meng Yan was so frightened that she slumped on the ground and shouted loudly.

A slave was also dumbfounded, and then hurriedly told Wu Shuyuan, Wu Shuyuan was shocked when she heard this, and hurried into the room and walked to the head of the bed, her hands trembled in shock, and she couldn't cry, Qingxia, who had just rushed into the room, saw that her body was weak, and she knelt at the head of the bed and cried bitterly. The maid helped Ziying back to the room to rest, and the slave was also busy asking for a doctor, and the crying in Fu Lianzhao's room was ringing, and Wu Shuyuan took Fu Lianzhao's hand and cried and cried, grief-stricken.

Murong Jun's daughter Zhaojun is willing to make Huangliang for the peace of the world.

Just like a butterfly in a bad rain, nine turns fluttering and stirring up the swamp mud.

One side of the red yarn promises a thin life, and the three-foot colored silk determines the evil.

Since then, the deep courtyard has locked the lonely soul, and the long pavilion has been accompanied by tears.

The Buddha did not say anything about the sins of the past life, and the heavens did not survive the calamity of this life.

It's like a good night, and you can laugh all night and dream.

The Qionghua withered and the incense was thrown away, and the ten miles of begonias fell tears.

Year after year, month after month, who reads Huangtang is sad.

The body is far away, the feelings are far away, the Buddha is silent, the eyebrows are not spoken, and the bitter tears are wet. The remnants of spring, the remnants of autumn, the shadows of the high walls are stacked, the sound of the yellow hall is lonely, and only the sad bones are dotted as bananas. I can't cut it clearly, I can't say it clearly, how to look back on love and hatred, say a few worries are long, say a few worries are short, in the end, it's just a trace of smoke and rain. People also slander, ghosts also slander, how to think about right and wrong, how to think about grievances, say a few times that people are cold, say a few times that people are warm, in the end, it's just a ridiculous dream.

Ziying fainted due to excessive grief, and the slave hurriedly invited a doctor for treatment, but he suddenly woke up after half an hour, climbed off the bed, staggered out of the door, and knelt in front of Fu Lianzhao's room and cried bitterly. When it is the rainy season, suddenly the black clouds press the city, the thunder explodes in the sky, the lightning is crossed, the rainstorm pours down, the green tiles sound like a wail, and the flowers and plants flow like tears.

"Report! Princess Fufu has arrived! "Outside the gate of the house, a group of guards hurriedly rushed towards the wing room after getting off the horse, but they heard the crying in the room, and saw Ziying kneeling in the heavy rain and crying bitterly, and all the guards knelt down on the ground after a while." Princess! Baby! Ziying turned around and cried, the guards got up and hugged Xiao Mei to her, the mother and son were heart-to-heart, and Xiao Mei couldn't stop crying.

"Sister... She's back... Please open your eyes and look at her..."Ziying protected Xiao Mei in her arms, opened the corner of the blanket with trembling hands, and instantly burst into tears, crying silently, "How ruthlessly did Sister leave her behind, she couldn't look at her for the last time and went alone... How can you bear it..."Then he raised his eyes and looked at the sky, "God, you are so unfair, what kind of sin did Sister do you want to punish her like this..."

"Mei'er! Hard-working grandson! After a while, the maid hugged Wu Shuyuan to the door, Wu Shuyuan called Xiao Wei's name in tears, the guards hurriedly took Xiao Mei's hug, Wu Shuyuan looked at the crying granddaughter with tears like a spring, said a few sad words and looked at Ziying, "Ziying, your sister, she has been destined to go to the west, how long do you have to kneel..." Ziying burst into tears and said: "Old lady, it's all because Ziying didn't take care of Sister A, Ziying is guilty... Madame let me kneel here to atone for my sins..."Wu Shuyuan knew that the two sisters were as deep as the sea, so she didn't persuade her to wipe her tears.

Ziying knelt in front of Fu Lianzhao's house for most of the day, the rain was still falling, the flowers were still crying, Mengyan and Qingxia persuaded her several times to no avail, Qingxia held an umbrella and knelt with Ziying, how could Ziying's delicate body withstand the rainstorm and cold bones, and she fainted in a trance, Qingxia hurriedly called her maid to help her back to the room.

Fu Lianzhao lost his beloved son before, lay in bed for a few years and lost his life, after losing his little daughter, before he died, he did not see the little girl's side and had been destined to return to the west, the torrential rain poured, the pear blossoms with tears, it seemed to cry for her A heavenly way without justice, lightning and thunder, the green tile sounded, it seemed to play a sad and sad song for her, once that innocent and pure, and the indisputable lord of Fu Qi, after all, turned into a flying fairy in a curtain of dreams, and ran to the Elysium that she longed for all her life.