The man sat on the edge of the bed, his back straight, his head tilted, and tenderness poured out of his eyes, all falling on one person.

And the man, dressed in plain clothes, lay on the bed in a proper manner.

Qin Zheng's breathing suddenly stagnated.

Is that...... Gu Jiu.

It's just that it's Gu Jiu, who has long been out of breath.

On a winter day, the wind is cold to the bone.

Instead of burning a charcoal fire, boxes of ice were placed indoors.

Looking closely, I found that although the bed was complete on the outside, it had already been transformed into an ice bed on the inside.

He was using this method to keep Gu Jiu's body from decaying!

If it weren't for Qin Zheng's habit of seeing dead people, just looking at her like this, he would think that she was just falling asleep.

I didn't feel it in my dream, but somehow, Qin Zheng felt that I was a little chilled all over my body.

It was so bone-chilling that his teeth chattered a little.

The person beside the bed was unconscious, unaware that there was already a soul like himself in the room, and he just looked at the woman on the bed stupidly.

The man's hand gently brushed her cheek, but he didn't know what to think, and withdrew his hand back: "I won't touch you for my husband, my hands are dirty." ”

Gu Jiu, who had already died, couldn't hear it, but when Qin Zheng heard this, he subconsciously looked at his hand.

From his point of view, it can be clearly seen that Qin Zheng's fingers are white and stiff, and there are chilblains on his little finger, and there is blood flowing out, which is swollen and ugly.

In addition to having chilblains due to abuse when he was a child, Qin Zheng as an adult, his skin and flesh are also the same as his heart, and he has practiced copper walls and iron bones.

I don't know how long he stayed in this ice room.

Qin Zheng in the dream obviously didn't care, he only cared that the blood would stain Gu Jiu, so he pulled the handkerchief casually, wiped off the bloody flesh and skin, and immediately frowned unhappily.

Someone's coming.

The knock on the door sounded mixed with Su Che's voice: "My lord, my subordinates have something to do." ”

Qin Zheng's gaze lingered over Gu Jiu's face, and he sighed: "Ah Jiu is resting, and I will come to see you in the evening for my husband." ”

The tent was untied, and the light on the bed was tightly obscured.

Qin Zheng stood up and walked to the door, not waiting for Su Che to speak, but first made a shush: "Don't make any noise with her, go outside and talk about it." ”

The man's eyebrows and eyes were calm, but Su Che suddenly shuddered, and after he went to the courtyard, he felt that the bone-chilling was a little less.

It's clearly winter, and the outside is more like the world than the inside.

He straightened his expression, and then said respectfully: "The matter you asked your subordinates to check has eyebrows." ”

The next moment, I saw that the man's expression was instantly gloomy, as if a Yin soldier was crossing the border, and he was scorching and cold: "Say." ”

……

Qin Zheng clearly knew that he must be dreaming.

He was like a soul that had strayed into another world, unable to touch, touch, speak, or speak, but to watch the change of the scene with a pair of eyes.

And finally.

The plain white lantern was thrown aside, and the man's hands were bloody.

Many years ago, he dug a tomb with his own hands and buried Gu Jiu, who had to be buried because of the decay of his body.

Years later, it was these same hands that dug up her bones again and put them into the coffin he had prepared for himself.

You can't live together, you can't die in the same hole.

……

When I woke up, the dawn had not yet arrived, and the night was deep.

Qin Zheng was a little frightened in his breath, he looked around in a panic, and when his eyes fell on the sleeping Gu Jiu beside him, his first reaction was to reach over in a panic.

The tentacles are warm and the breath is shallow.

is alive.

Qin Zheng suddenly fell on the bed, and he hugged Gu Jiu beside him almost sickly.

The little girl in her sleep was strangled so tightly that she was probably a little uncomfortable, and she murmured slightly: "Hmm......"

The next moment, it was exchanged for Qin Zheng's harder hug.

Rao knew that it was just a dream, but Qin Zheng's heart seemed to be grabbed by something, and even his breathing was painful.

He thought, he knew what he was dreaming about.

That was what Gu Jiu said, in his previous life.

Unlike the few words he heard from Gu Jiu's mouth, in this short dream, his soul followed Qin Zheng in his previous life, and went through a lifetime.

From her death to his death.

Most of the time, Qin Zheng is reminiscing, from how well she treated him to how well he remembered her. 56

I don't know what to do, and I am in love.

Being held by Qin Zheng like this, Gu Jiu woke up in a daze, and subconsciously wanted to push him, but his voice was as soft as ever: "Husband, ......"

With a word, she pulled Qin Zheng out of that nightmare.

Qin Zheng subconsciously looked down at her, saw that her eyes were not open, and with a little dissatisfaction on her face, he muttered, "I can't breathe." ”

Because she hadn't woken up yet, the little girl's voice seemed to contain a piece of sugar, which was both sweet and soft, and seductive.

The tail note was like a small brush, scratching Qin Zheng's heart.

If it was the past, he would have been distracted.

However, now that his heart was trapped by the dream, he heard her speak at this time, but there was only one thought left.

She's alive.

That's nice.

Qin Zheng carefully loosened her a little, and softened his voice and coaxed: "Ah Jiu, go to sleep." ”

Gu Jiu was relieved, and was lured by Qin Zheng's voice, but after a moment's effort, he fell into the boundless dream again.

After Gu Jiu fell asleep, Qin Zheng hugged the person in his arms, listened to her breathing, and gradually calmed down.

He probably had a cold heart, so even though he saw his fate in his dreams, in addition to the shocking death of Gu Jiu, he could turn a blind eye to his tribulations.

Speaking of which, how pathetic it was in my previous life.

He had never loved anyone, and he didn't even know that he was in love with Gu Jiu, but then he finally realized his mind and prepared carefully for a long time, but that day was her death.

Since he was born, what he has asked for over the years has been forced by external forces.

Gu Jiu was the first person he wanted to get.

But before he could get it, he had lost it.

Love parting, can't beg.

So that Qin Zheng was trapped in it.

But except for the fact that when he brought her body back that day, he showed some sorrow to the outside world, and then he was completely fine.

According to the rules, Gu Jiu was buried on the seventh day, and Qin Zheng didn't even show up for the funeral.

Outsiders say that the prince is really a vicious heart, when he was alive, he was in love with his wife, but how could he die and refuse to even hold a funeral?

The Ming Guo Mansion never liked that daughter-in-law, and it didn't matter if she behaved.

Therefore, Gu Jiu's funeral was extremely hasty.

But in the dream, Qin Zheng saw it really clearly.

He didn't care because it was a well-dressed mound.

Qin Zheng turned the main courtyard of Guijiu Courtyard into an ice room, and Gu Jiu's body was hidden in it.

Until......

He heard a message.

At that time, her body was already decomposed, and the people in the house avoided it, but Qin Zheng didn't care at all.

But that day, he looked at Gu Jiu's corpse, but he clearly knew something.

She needs to be buried.

Qin Zheng personally chose a piece of feng shui for an excellent purpose, and no one else knew about it except him.

The tomb was dug by himself, and the coffin was beaten by himself, and he buried Gu Jiu in it, but he made an oath.

If it happens, he will definitely let Gu Jiu be buried.

……

The voice of the husband outside came faintly, and Qin Zheng was also pulled out of the situation in the dream, Gu Jiu in his arms slept sweetly, Qin Zheng lowered his eyes to look at her, and the anger in his eyes gradually dissipated.

There was a faint pain in his hand, somewhat similar to the pain of chilblains in his dream, Qin Zheng glanced at it casually, but smiled self-deprecatingly.

This string of Buddha beads.

It was really a mistake, and now he gave it to Gu Jiu when he didn't know it, which was probably a coincidence.

Buddha beads are in the hand, and the palm of the hand is wrapped around the Buddha beads, pressing out a circle of traces.

Qin Zheng took off the Buddha beads and pressed them back under Gu Jiu's pillow.

The little girl didn't know what she sensed, rubbed it in his palm, and asked him in a daze, "Husband, what time is it?" ”

Even though she was asleep, because she slept lightly, she could still feel that Qin Zheng seemed to be awake.

Her cheeks were soft, and when she rubbed against his rough fingertips, it caused Qin Zheng's eyes to dim a little.

He lowered his head and dropped a kiss on Gu Jiu's eyebrows, his voice full of piety: "Good, it's still early, go to sleep." ”

However, Gu Jiu was startled by the sobriety in his voice, subconsciously opened his eyes, and asked, "Why haven't you slept yet?" ”