The emperor fainted, and the people in the room rushed to his side at once......

But there are two people's eyes that always wander between the emperor and Mrs. Meng, who is quietly like sleeping.

One is naturally He Xuan, and the other is Liao Yong.

Yun Zhen's eyes have been looking at the people around him.

Yun Zhen didn't expect that Liao Yong would care so much about Mrs. Meng's death. After looking at it carefully, he felt that this Liao Yong and Mrs. Meng seemed to be a little similar......

Just when Yun Zhen was pondering whether there was some relationship between Liao Yong and Mrs. Meng, his eyes collided with He Xuan. He Xuan's gaze made Yun Zhen's heart suddenly stir up a chill, at this moment, he couldn't find any feelings for himself in He Xuan's gaze, and he couldn't even see the despair of the last time, as if he was just a stranger, completely unfamiliar.

He is not afraid that He Xuan will hate himself, because the origin of hatred lies in intentionality and affection, and this kind of feeling of completeness is the last thing Yun Zhen wants.

Liao Yong's heart was also turbulent at this time.

He never imagined that this person he had seen in a dream would one day appear alive in front of him, and then like a meteor, he would only pass in front of his eyes, and then die in front of him.

He didn't quite understand why such a person would make his heart so entangled, almost so painful that he couldn't breathe. He wanted to go over and sit beside Mrs. Meng, and take a good look at this face again, but just when he wanted to act, he suddenly found that Lord Xian seemed to be looking at himself, and the footsteps he had just wanted to lift stopped again.

After the emperor was given first aid, he regained consciousness, but before he woke up, people hurriedly lifted the emperor into the carriage, and then hurried to the palace. Together with Yun Zhen, Zuo's father and son also entered the palace together.

Although, Yun Zhen cares more about the two people who stay, but as a courtier, the face transition still has to go.

Therefore, Mrs. Meng here, only He Xuan, Liao Yong and some subordinates of the palace were left......

Liao Yong looked at He Xuan and asked, "Do you know this person?" ”

He Xuan didn't make a sound, just stood there and watched......

Liao Yong understands that now is not the time to talk about this matter.

"What now?" Liao Yong asked.

"It stands to reason that it should be stopped. In this way, we don't know her background, but since she died in front of me, then I have the right to take this body as a descendant and take this corpse. Don't meddle in this matter. I'll take care of it. ”

"But ......"

"Nothing. Let's go back. ”

He Xuan said calmly, but her heart kept beating wildly, she was very afraid that Liao Yong would say something, she had not been able to protect Mrs. Meng, if Liao Yong was put in again, how should she deal with herself?

Fortunately, Liao Yong is still very cooperative. He nodded, looked at Mrs. Meng again, turned around and left the house, got into his carriage, and went home.

Because Yun Zhen left a sentence when he left, everything left here to Lord He to deal with, so the duty of the people in the palace in addition to monitoring is to assist He Xuan in handling the rest of the things here.

But where should this body go? You can't just dispose of it hastily. No matter whether it is love or courtesy, He Xuan can't get past herself.

Since they captured the people from the Liudu Temple, they might as well send them back there. Mrs. Meng has been living in seclusion in the back mountain, it is estimated that even the people in this temple, there are not many people who know her, just right, send it over, one has a place to stop the soul, and the other can also wash the Liudu Temple.

"Someone, put this lady in the car and send her to the Liudu Temple on the outskirts of Beijing." He Xuan commanded.

"My lord, that place ......"

"I'll show you the way."

……

Liudu Temple has also received a lot of such rituals, so naturally there is also a place to stop the spirit. On the way here, He Xuan went back to his home and took some money, which was used for the Dharma.

At nightfall, all the people who kept watch had been withdrawn, leaving He Xuan alone.

At this time, Xiu Fei dared to come over, kowtow to Mrs. Meng twice, and burn a few pieces of paper money.

"Uncle, it was my dereliction of duty that failed to keep Madame."

Xiu Fei shook his head and sighed, "You've done your best." I've heard from those people......"

Saying that, Xiu Fei paused, then smiled bitterly and said, "Don't take any responsibility on yourself, back then, the general was the same, and now, you are still like this...... It is not unreasonable to do your best and obey the destiny of heaven. So, don't blame yourself too much. ”

He Xuan wanted to say something, but heard the sound of a night patrol, and the conversation between the two ended hastily......

Three days later, Mrs. Meng's body was cremated......

He Xuan had been in contact with Xiu Fei in private and asked him if he wanted to leave here, and Xiu Fei shook his head. For so many years, although he became a monk on the premise of guarding his wife, he has become accustomed to the life of a monk. Moreover, when he was young, he killed too much on the battlefield, and he just used this to overkill the undead who died in his hands.

In addition, Mrs. Meng's ashes are buried behind the mountain, and she has the right to be a grave keeper here, doing some filial piety for Mrs. Meng's descendants.

After everything was dealt with, He Xuan returned to the small courtyard where he lived, and when he got home, it was already dusk.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Yun Zhen sitting in the courtyard.

He Xuan filtered Yun Zhen directly from her gaze.

"Little one, prepare water for bathing." He Xuan said weakly.

"Yes."

Xiao Qi agreed, looked at Yun Zhen, Yun Zhen nodded, Xiao Qi turned around to boil water, and prepared He Xuan to bathe.

He Xuan entered the house, and Yun Zhen also got up and walked in.

When Yun Zhen entered the house, he saw He Xuan leaning forward, leaning on the quilt, looking blankly at what he didn't know, not saying a word, and not moving.

"Tired?" Yun Zhen asked.

He Xuan did not respond.

"Would you like something to eat?" Yun Zhen asked again.

He Xuan still did not respond.

Yun Zhen sighed, pulled over the chair, and sat opposite He Xuan, in her sight.

This time, He Xuan finally reacted, she looked at Yun Zhen with good eyes, and she still had that feeling of complete strangeness.

"You're hating me so much now?" Yun Zhen asked.

He Xuan smiled bitterly.

"You're exalting me too much."

"You don't have to say the opposite. According to your usual temper, even if you don't fight with me now, I'm afraid you will scold me mercilessly. But you just don't do anything, you don't say anything. ”

As she spoke, Yun Zhen straightened He Xuan's chin and focused her eyes on herself again.

"You know what you are doing to suffocate yourself, but you are still doing it on purpose. Why? Do you know that I'm worried about you. ”

"Worried? Why worry? Why worry about it? As far as you are concerned, in terms of your high position, we are just pawns who can talk and move, and can cry and laugh. Today, he uses me to hit you, and tomorrow, you use me to hit others. With a smooth hand, this chess piece will look more brilliant; One day, if you don't use it well, if you don't listen to your master's instructions, or because your master is in need, you won't even blink your eyes, and you will give us up. He Xuan looked directly at Yun Zhen and asked lifelessly, "Who would worry about a chess piece?" The old does not go, the new does not come. Lord Wang, you are so good at telling jokes. ”

As she spoke, He Xuan laughed again, but the laughter was full of tears.

"Worry-free ......"

Yun Zhen looked at He Xuan like this, and his heart twitched.

"You...... You're too tired, get some rest. I'll come back to see you tomorrow. ”

With that, Yun Zhen stood up and left He Xuan's house.

On the way back, Yunzhen did not ride a horse or a car. Along the way, he was thinking about He Xuan in his heart.

It's just a person who has nothing to do with her, which makes her feel so distressed. So many years ago, when my father died, how did my mother endure her life?

The stall that my father had taken over from my grandfather looked prosperous, but many of its places had been almost hollowed out. Since my father became the crown prince, he has done a lot of hard work, and at the same time, what is the current emperor doing? Eat, drink and be merry! He never helped his father share half of the hardships.

Until his father was seriously ill, the emperor still embraced beauties and entertained among the famous mountains and rivers, completely ignoring the hard-won silver coins.

If he could have helped his father, he wouldn't have left so early.

If he could have helped his father, his mother would not have become a widow at such a young age.

If he could have helped his father back then, he wouldn't have become a widow.

If he could help his father back then, who would care what kind of criminal minister's daughter or Qinglou prostitute he was holding in his arms.

But if these are, they do not exist......

My mother told me that after my father's death, there were only two edicts.

First, it is to ask the emperor to come back to the throne and take good care of his mother and himself.

Second, for the sake of the stability of the emperor's throne, get rid of the daughter of the criminal minister. Only then can the ministers be obedient to him.

However, after so many years, has he appreciated it?

No, he didn't have any at all.

He Xuan said that he was treating the people around him as pawns, so what about the person who was called the emperor by everyone? Isn't that what he is?

The place that should belong to him is left to him to sit. Everything that should belong to him is up to him to enjoy......

Isn't it enough for me and my mother to endure for so many years?

Everything now is self-inflicted. He is to blame.

He is just treating him in his own way.

Back then, if his mother suffered ten points, then, after so many years, the sum of capital and profit, he should have borne twice as much as his mother back then!