"Then do you agree to my conditions?" Fu Cang didn't look back.

"Unless you can save her, I'll say yes."

"You've been looking for Li Yan, haven't you?" Fu Cang smiled, full of disdain, "What even the prince can't do, how can I do it as a grass person." ”

"Then why can you take me to her?" Qing Huan asked rhetorically.

"It was okay a few days ago, but now that it's convicted, it's no longer okay." After feeding the fish, he wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and finally turned to look at Qinghuan.

"Convicted?"

"Your news is really closed, it seems that the death of an old friend has hit you hard." Fu Cang was not in a hurry at all, and walked to the pavilion.

"What do you mean?" Qing Huan chased after him and asked.

Fu Cang picked up the teacup in the pavilion, lightly buttoned the edge of the teacup with the tea lid, blew lightly, and took a sip. Seeing that Fu Cang didn't care at all, Qing Huan couldn't wait to rush up and grab his teacup and fall to the ground.

But she endured it and waited patiently.

"At three o'clock in the afternoon of the day after tomorrow, he was beheaded at the east gate." Fu Cang finally finished tasting the tea and said this sentence.

But it was like a burst of thunder, splitting Qinghuan's soul.

"If you want to see her, just go to the east gate and wait the day after tomorrow." Fu Cang put down the teacup and looked at her gracefully.

Qing Huan stood in place and didn't come back to her senses, she didn't expect this to be the result. But reason wouldn't allow her to spend a lot of time accepting this fact, and she had to act.

"If you give money, can you find someone on the rivers and lakes to save her?" Qing Huan couldn't think of a feasible way.

"Don't be stupid," Fu Cang vetoed her in one bite, "What do you think you can think of, Li Yan can't think of?" ”

"What he's doing, how do you know?"

Fu Canglang laughed and said: "Li Yan will find a way to save them if he has a little human touch." It's a pity that Li Yan lost too much emotion. ”

During the time that Fu Cang came to the city, I felt that I had mastered a lot of things. Why can he adapt so quickly and establish himself in a new place, when he can't?

"No," Qing Huan didn't accept the situation, "it can't be that there is no way at all." You must have some way to save her, right? Her feelings finally overcame reason, and she collapsed in front of Fu Cang.

Fu Cang was happy to see her like this, "It's not like you can't do anything." He deliberately bought a pass and waited for Qing Huan to ask.

"Do what?" Qing Huan really bit this line, like a fish on the bait.

"There's one more day, and you can get ready to collect her body."

Bang, Qing Huan picked up the teacup in front of him and smashed it, she looked at Fu Cang fiercely, and left without looking back.

Unreliable, no one can be relied on. Li Yan avoided it, or really did what Fu Cang said, and then find a way to save them. And Fu Cang, as if he was watching the excitement, he preferred to see Qing Huan depressed, struggling in the mud outside, and then went to him with a disgraced face and followed him back.

She hated herself for being incompetent, even if she could do a lot of tricks, she could rob people on the spot. But she has nothing, the sky is so ruthless, and she doesn't even have a glimmer of hope.

Qing Huan came home in a starry and moon-like manner, looked at the sleeping child, and had the urge to kill him.

There is nothing left for her in this world, God has taken away her once beautiful life, taken away her innocence, taken away Agu, and now even Han Shuang has to be taken away.

The child cannot be handed over to Yuan Chao, and if she wants to cut herself off, she must also take the child away and go to another world to reunite with his mother.

The purpose of the brush was achieved, and she really lost. Now she sat in the courtyard with a disgraced face, the miserable white moonlight shining on the ground, reflecting her desperate eyes.

She sat in the courtyard for half the night, and her unconscious appearance scared the nurse and mother-in-law half to death, and thought it was some lonely ghost.

At that time, people were superstitious, and after being frightened by this, they were also a little afraid of her, and even walked around her.

Time passed quickly, the sun was tilting westward a little, Han Shuang's life entered the countdown, and Qing Huan also set a final time for himself.

Let's die together, she doesn't want to live in the world to bear such pain. Anyway, she died once, and dying is not terrible at all.

Her desperation gradually spread, causing the other two to feel no anger from her.

At dusk, the mother-in-law packed up her things, stood far away, and said to her in fear: "Madam, my daughter is infected with a disease, and I am afraid that it will be transmitted to the master, so we will go back first... Madame, let me ask for someone more. ”

Qing Huan didn't pay attention, the mother-in-law waited for a while and saw that she didn't react, both of them showed a look of horror on their faces, and the mother-in-law ran away with the nurse.

Qing Huan smiled bitterly, it's ironic, she is still alive, but she is regarded as a ghost.

She washed the child, put him to sleep, warmed the water herself, and bathed thoroughly.

She's going to get a good night's sleep tonight and get ready for tomorrow. Tomorrow is Han Shuang's death, and it is also her death.

Maybe it's because I've been too tired lately, or maybe it's because my heart has been let go, Qinghuan fell asleep quickly and had a dream.

She was crooked on the bed, and Agu was sitting beside her, sewing and mending her clothes by the help of an oil lamp.

This was a common scene when I was in a small mountain village. Almost every night, they talk like this for a while.

Qing Huan looked at Ah Gu and was very happy: "Ah Gu, it turns out that you didn't leave." ”

"What are you talking about, Madame, of course I didn't leave." Agu said with a smile as he sewed his clothes.

Qing Huan was very happy and sat up from the bed: "I thought you were gone, so you didn't wait for me." ”

Ah Gu turned his head with a familiar smile on his face: "Madam, you are too tired these days, I'm afraid you have a nightmare." ”

Qing Huan looked at her and cried with joy. Ah Gu put down the things in his hand, sat down next to her and patted her on the back: "Madame, don't cry, what do you see me doing?" ”

Agu picked up what she had made and showed it to her, and it turned out to be a child's dress.

"You see," said Agu to himself, "I have prepared a lot of clothes for him. All in the cupboard in the room. Madame, if you want to get up, go and see. ”

Qing Huan looked at the clothes she made, and didn't know how to react for a while: "Ah Gu," Qing Huan grabbed her hand and said, "Who are you preparing these clothes for?" ”

"Of course it's my son," Agu smiled brightly, "I'm the son of Brother Yuan." ”