When Zhao Yiheng was dying, there was a woman kneeling in a courtyard outside the dormitory, but he only held Mu Mingshu's ashes in his arms, he had no children and no daughters in his life, and he had nothing to say when he died, only confessed to Moshi and told him to burn it after he died, and find a beautiful place to be buried with Mu Mingshu's ashes.

Mo Shi stayed in front of his bed and came down one by one, but he followed Zhao Yiheng for many years and didn't know why he was so affectionate to Mu Mingshu, but another person's wife also told him to remember death like this.

Don't say that he doesn't know, even Zhao Yiheng doesn't know himself, there are so many women in the world, it is not difficult to find someone to stand out in all aspects according to his own identity, even the concubines he raises in this house are more outstanding than Mu Mingshu, but he is dead and can only pretend to be such a person as Mu Mingshu, even if she is someone else's woman, she still keeps him in mind for so many years, and he can't move half a point.

But how can I say things like feelings, I'm afraid that when I saw her for the first time, I had carved her into my heart.

To this day, he finally remembered the appearance of Mu Mingshu wearing plain clothes and combing two small mustaches to block himself behind him, but he was a little bit small, but he protected him tightly behind him, and he didn't complain at all even if he was beaten.

But why doesn't she remember herself?

Zhao Yiheng hugged Mu Mingshu's urn, staring at the plum blossoms on the top of the tent with a pair of eyes, as if he saw that Mu Mingshu with bright eyes and teeth was smiling at him, shouting his name and saying: "Zhao Yiheng, I miss you!" “

Zhao Yiheng hooked his lips and smiled, his phoenix eyes were crooked, and he reached out to touch her cheek, but he couldn't hold it when he raised his hand, Zhao Yiheng was not annoyed, he stared at her with a gentle expression and whispered: "You wait for me, I will never let go of myself in the next life." After a pause, he said: "Even if you are robbed, you will be snatched over, and you will not let go even if you die."

He saw Mu Mingshu nodding at him with crooked eyebrows, with a little shyness on his face, and the hand raised in mid-air fell suddenly, without the breath of life.

Zhao Yiheng left like this, his woman was crying outside the hospital, but he left this world forever with a smile on his face.

Moshi obeyed Zhao Yiheng's wishes, Tete went to Jiangnan to find a place with his back to the mountains and water, and buried Zhao Yiheng and Mu Mingshu's ashes together, he stared at the blank tombstone and sighed with emotion in his heart: "I missed such a short life by going around, I only hope that you can have a good result in the next life." “

The catkins are flying, the graves are desolate, and they have written their lives in just over 20 years, and all the unwillingness to come to this is now turned into a cup of loess.

The previous life has passed, and in this life, Mu Mingshu finally rewrote the fate of the previous life with Zhao Yiheng, from the miss in the previous life to the love and stay in this life, the children are around the knees, Zhao Yiheng is satisfied, and Mu Mingshu is also satisfied.

On the day Zhao Ziyue got married, Zhao Yiheng was drunk and held Mu Mingshu in his arms, and rubbed with her quite emotionally: "I only feel that my energy is not as good as before, and now the world is fixed, why don't you teach the world to Ziyue, and take advantage of the ability to move to take you to see this great three rivers." “

Zhao Yiheng was also obsessed with power, but many things happened in those years, so that he knew that power was really a dispensable thing for him. For a long time, he often dreamed of all kinds of scenes with Mu Mingshu in his previous life, and now as he gets older, he wants to go out with Mu Mingshu more and more, no matter what happened in his previous life, there is no hope that he will have no regrets in this life after all.

Mu Mingshu knew that he was drunk, and he was giggling in his arms, and suddenly remembered her as a teenager, thinking that if she hadn't met a shameless husband like Zhao Yiheng, I was afraid that she would not have lived so happily in this life.

She stretched out her hand to wrap her arms around Zhao Yiheng's waist and responded obediently: "Okay." “

Mu Mingshu was very well-behaved on her face, and her voice was about to fall, but her hand was stretched into Zhao Yiheng's clothes, she raised her eyes to look at Zhao Yiheng, and her apricot eyes were full of spring: "It's a little cold, you warm me up." “

Zhao Yiheng's cheeks were red, his mouth was full of wine, he grabbed Mu Mingshu's hand through his clothes, and smiled crookedly: "Okay, a husband was born to serve his wife for a good life." “

He took the opportunity to hold Mu Mingshu to himself and sat down, but his hand was touched in her delicate face, and he smiled beautifully: "Even after so many years, the lady's demeanor is still undiminished." “

People are hypocritical, even Mu Mingshu is no exception, although she is very well maintained now, but in the end, she is there, and she has endured many years, and she is no longer that tender girl, and she loves to listen to the words that come out of Zhao Yiheng's mouth.

She stretched out her hand to hook Zhao Yiheng's neck and smiled: "No, you can find a girl like me as a daughter-in-law, but you are a great blessing." After saying that, he also giggled, and the pair of rabbits in front of him also trembled.

Zhao Yiheng's eyes lit up, and he raised his hand to cover it, and after a short time, he pinched Mu Ming Shujiao, and even the clothes on her body were gone.

Mu Mingshu has not been shy for many years, pinching the roots of the children and grandchildren back and forth, but he has never been to the point. Zhao Yiheng was not annoyed, and went to Mu Mingshu's dense petals, which were full of water.

He lowered his head and smiled, and gently bit the root of Mu Mingshu's ear, which made her tremble twice, and then put his hand into the petals.

After many years of personnel, Zhao Yiheng has already become perfect, and the kung fu in his hands is in a certain way, and his strength is slow and urgent, and he only hears the sound of snapping water after a while.

Mu Mingshu's breath became heavier, and a pair of rabbits rubbed back and forth next to Zhao Yiheng's chest in front of her, she couldn't help but smile coquettishly because she held her head high: "Good brother, your kung fu is getting better and better." “

Zhao Yiheng kept his hands in his hand, and he also smiled: "Always serve the lady, and if you don't have a little skill, I'm afraid you will make the lady wronged." “

Saying that, he increased the force in his hand, so that Mu Mingshu couldn't even speak.

Mu Mingshu asked him to soften his body after making a fuss, but it still made her dissatisfied, he put aside Zhao Yiheng's hand, got up slightly and wrapped Zhao Yiheng's grandson, maybe it was a little sudden, Zhao Yiheng sighed lightly, and looked at Mu Mingshu more and more funny.

The woman in front of him has changed from the initial pungent to the more pungent and willful now, he sees it in his eyes, and says that women must be obedient to discipline, but he feels that his own woman is not used to discipline, she is a woman she likes, no matter what she looks like.

Over the years, he still spoiled her like a little girl, but he made her more and more exposed in her bones, so that now that she has a lot of things, she will no longer be the shy and arrogant Mu Mingshu she once was.

Mu Mingshu snorted twice, and didn't let Zhao Yiheng suffer, she moved by herself, after all, she knew even her personality now Zhao Yiheng, and she simply didn't hide it, how comfortable and how to come.

Today, she also drank a lot of wine, and a few wisps of crimson were dyed on her white face, which made Zhao Yiheng like it more and more, seeing that Mu Mingshu was prosperous, he didn't bother her, but only protected her with both hands, so that she would be soft for a while.

After a love affair, the hall was filled with a beautiful atmosphere, Mu Mingshu nestled in Zhao Yiheng's arms, grabbed the little mung bean in front of him and asked him a little nonsensically: "Do you say that Ziyue will be very tired today?" “

Zhao Ziyue is getting married today, and at this time, he can't say that he is making love with the crown princess.

Zhao Yiheng couldn't take her, so he had to pat her back with a smile: "Are you in a hurry to hold your grandson?" “

Grandson? Mu Mingshu thought about it, but still shook her head, now her daughter is only four years old, if she has another grandson

Mu Mingshu didn't want to take care of Zhao Ziyue's children at a young age, she was either living in a deep house in her life, or staying in this palace, even if she had the opportunity to go outside, she was not happy, she was still looking at Zhao Yiheng and took her own to go outside for a walk.

Zhao Yiheng seemed to know Mu Mingshu's thoughts, and kissed her on the forehead funny, and then promised to speak: "I'll take you out after a while." “

He has been talking for himself, and Zhao Ziyue has not been married for a year, and the edict of Zhao Yiheng's succession has come down.

Zhao Ziyue was still startled when he got such news, and he had to ask again, but he heard Zhao Yiheng say: "My father's body is not as good as day by day, and things in the court and China are really complicated, and my body can't bear it, and now I just want to find a place to live and raise." “

He didn't blush at all when he said this, he didn't want to toss with Mu Mingshu twice last night, but now he is in front of his son, but his body is not as good as day by day.

Zhao Ziyue always knew that Zhao Yiheng's body was going to be raised for a while, but he didn't expect him to abdicate now, he was still afraid that he would be overwhelmed when he was young, and he also said a few words to Zhao Yiheng.

Zhao Yiheng said: "After all, the world is yours, and you can do whatever you like." It made Zhao Ziyue speechless.

Zhao Yiheng gave Zhao Ziyue the capital with lightning speed, and sent a pair of daughters who were only a few years old to Yang Qinghe to raise them, so he quietly took Mu Mingshu out of Kyoto.

The carriage walked on the official road, Mu Mingshu leaned on the wall of the carriage in disheveled, the red belly pocket in front of him became more and more dazzling, and a pair of jade feet stepped on Zhao Yiheng's chest, pretending to giggle angrily: "Dead ghost, now it's outside." “

Zhao Yiheng, who was called a dead ghost, only wore a pair of pants, reached out and grabbed her palm-sized jade feet, and kissed them lightly on his lips, and the smile on his face became more and more charming: "Only then can it be interesting." And said: "After all, you can't disappoint the lady and return." “

As he spoke, his hand reached into the hem of his skirt

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