The pavilion is located on a small mirror lake in the garden. The pavilion is not high, built close to the water, and it seems that you can reach out to the red fish in the lake. The women of the house used to be very fond of sprinkling fish food here, watching the fat and flexible fish compete with each other for the delicious food in their eyes.

It's just that at this time, this pavilion is far less lively than before. In the long day, only a lonely figure stands.

"Ma'am." Mu E followed behind Mu Jie and bowed gently to the lonely woman in the pavilion. "I don't know what you ordered when you summoned the slaves and maids?"

"Do you still refuse to see me?" The woman's voice was desolate and helpless, and with the vigorous autumn wind, it swirled into her ears.

Mu E nodded slightly, but did not make a sound. When I went to see Madame immediately, I realized that in her eyes, only the fish that were chasing her, did not look at her at all. After thinking about it, Mu E pondered and said: "The slave guesses that the adult must be too busy, and the son will not be able to spare his efforts." ”

The woman, who had been called Madame, chuckled softly. The silk that covered her cheeks was a slightly dark blue, and she had never taken it off since the day she entered the house. "How can adults have times when they are not busy, but no matter how busy they are, I must meet him tonight."

"This ......" Mu E was very embarrassed, and said admittedly: "Madam, don't blame the slave and maid for talking too much, my lord is eating in the Fujin room at this moment." I think it's ......" is not the right preface and afterword, and it is not Mu E's original intention.

"I think I'm going to rest in Fujin's room, right?" Mu E didn't dare to say it, but when it came out of her mouth, her heart was still very uncomfortable. On such a day, I don't know how long it will last, Mrs. said: "Mu'e, it's not that I deliberately embarrassed you, my lord, and only you can send a sentence." He refuses to see me, and there is a reason why he is not. I just want to understand. ”

It was not the first time that Mu E had heard her lady say these words, and she felt very uncomfortable. A few days ago, the adults were still distressed about Mrs. If you talk about grace, it is comparable to a wife. But once I entered the palace, everything was different. If I am mistaken, I haven't spoken to my wife for more than half a month.

"The slave and maid are short-lived, but I am afraid that I will not be able to do it well, and I really can't help my wife. I hope that the lady will spare the slave and maid. "For this matter, Mu E has been counted by Fu Jin. On one side is the old love and the other is the new love, the two are competing, both ends dare not offend, Mu'e really wants to complain for herself, where will the master know the difficulties of the slave.

"In that case, you just won't help me." The cold voice was a little hoarse. "You're going to call me Madame, aren't you?"

Without waiting for Mu'e to speak, the lady sneered again and replied, "Tell your lord that if he refuses to come to see me, where he picked me up, he will send me back." ”

Mu E nodded with difficulty, and then said, "Since this is the case, please ask Madame to stay here for a while." Whether it succeeds or not, Mu'e will come to inform you soon. ”

"Madam, it's cold, the slave and maid are going to fetch you a silk coat, right?" Mu Jie is well-behaved and caring.

"No need, he'll come." Gently stroking her veil, a hint of hope flashed in Madame's eyes.

Sure enough, Mu E did not disappoint her, and in less than half a cup of tea, Fu Heng arrived.

"You're finally here, I thought you wouldn't pay attention to me......"

"Go down first." Fu Heng interrupted the woman's speech and ordered Mu E and Mu Jie to retreat. "Have you made enough trouble, are you afraid that others will not know your identity? Whence I will send you back to where you came from, when you can still go back to the deep palace with golden tiles and red walls? Or am I going to dig you out of the pile of dead people? ”

As soon as she heard this, she couldn't help but laugh. "My lord, Zhilan's life is cheap, it's really not worth your risk. Yes, the queen did have the heart to leave me this cheap life that day, but what can I do, you look at half of my face, it is ruined after all. ”

"I said that the eldest sister would never do this." Fu Heng was angry, and his face turned red: "It's said that you ruined half of your face, even if your whole face is unrecognizable, it won't change my mind about you." Why don't you believe me? ”

Zhilan wept, and her eyes couldn't contain the heavy sadness: "I believe your words, my lord." It is precisely because I believe in your words that I will follow you back to my home, and I will be a 'lady'. But when did your words show no remorse to me? You promised to leave everything here behind and take me away, did you forget what you said? ”

Thinking that she was dead, Zhilan never thought that she would be alive and open her eyes again. If God doesn't want her to die, why would he take everything from her, and not even leave her a clean face?

Fortunately, there is still Fu Heng, fortunately, he risked the great crime of the Zhulian Nine Clans and took her into the mansion with a different name and surname. At the feet of the Son of Heaven, the more dangerous the place, the safer, who would have thought that the warm bed maid who was given death by the queen would become the wife of the queen's younger brother.

But all this can no longer satisfy Zhilan's desolate heart of resurrection. She really wants to get out of here, even if it's with someone she doesn't love, but pities herself.

"What other wishes do you have besides this?" As he spoke, Fu Heng was taken aback by himself. It turns out that the avoidance of these days can't dilute the coldness and ruthlessness in his heart. He wanted to finish off her with his own hands, the woman who had walked into his heart but never came out.

Zhilan immediately understood: "It turns out that not only are you unwilling to abandon everything here, but you can't tolerate me, right?" "The life was picked up by him, and it was a blessing for him to end it. Anyway, Zhilan couldn't find any reason to convince herself to live well.

Fu Heng took a deep breath, but he was stuck in his chest, refusing to exhale. He was really scared, and what he exhaled was Zhilan's life as thin as window paper.

"I thought that God treated me well, and I finally have you." Zhilan didn't plead, she didn't complain, she was just really cold. The smell made her feel like all the blood in her body had clotted. There is no love and no hate, everything is so casual and dispensable.

Even her life is so dispensable.

"If I die, I can exchange you for glory and wealth, and a stable future, there is nothing you can't do." Zhilan seemed to be saying something innocculate. "I just want to ask you, did you regret picking me up that day?"

Fu Heng's eyes that watched her gradually disappear from tears instantly became clear, and his heart became more and more unbearable. Why is the woman you like the emperor's woman? If he doesn't save her, he will regret it for the rest of his life. can save her, which is equivalent to hanging the lives of those closest to him......

With Yonglian's haggard face in his mind, as well as the eldest sister's anxiety pretending to be carefree, Fu Heng's warm and soft heart suddenly seemed to be poured into lead, and it became hard a little bit. "There's no choice anymore, maybe you can think like this, I never had to choose."

got the exact answer, Zhilan had no regrets. "Thank you, sir, for finally making me understand." She didn't hate Fu Heng, because he was no different from herself, he was a poor person manipulated by fate. Due to the power of Concubine Xi, she became the emperor's bed warmer, and she couldn't choose. All that can be chosen is the difference between poison and infertility.

Forced by the majesty of the queen, she can't choose whether to become the emperor's palace concubine or a corpse discarded in a mass grave. What can be chosen is how to end his life at this moment, and no longer be manipulated by others in this life.

"My lord, Fujin is still waiting for you." Zhilan turned around slowly, looking at the ripples of silver light on the surface of the lake under the moonlight, and couldn't tell what it was like in her heart. "Although the red fish can't see clearly, I still want to be alone and stay here for a while."

Fu Heng followed her words and turned his head resolutely. The staggered footsteps made him look slightly decadent. His age is younger than Zhilan, but his heart is not light. should have known her life with his own hands, but Fu Heng struggled for half a month, and still couldn't make up his mind.

There was a bang, and the water splashed, startling the fish in the lake in all directions, as if a great disaster was coming.

Fu Heng stopped suddenly, and his mind flashed faces that worried him. Zhilan's voice seemed to be still meandering in his ears, but it turned into a choking struggle and a suffocating whimper.

As long as he turned around and rescued her, then it could be as if it hadn't happened. He still hoped that he could hide her by his side, even if he walked on thin ice every day, even if there was a sharp sword hanging above his head. As long as she is alive, there is always any hope.

A few years later, maybe he could really abandon the glory and wealth in the capital and escape from this place where the sword and halberd were full of swords. In other words, she is willing to settle down, hide in a corner that others will never notice, and willingly be cherished and pampered by him.

"My lord, ......" Mu E heard the sound, and couldn't hold back her panic anymore, and rushed over. Madame she ......"

Mu Jie ran to the pavilion like a madman, and called out again and again: "Madam...... Madame......"

Fu Heng didn't dare to turn around to look, it was the first time he felt that he was so cowardly and so pathetic. Not only could he not protect the woman he liked, but he also forced her to embark on this road of no return, and the pain of tearing had already swallowed up all his reason.

"My lord, ma'am, she has sunk." Mu E took advantage of the bleak moonlight, widened her eyes and muttered in fear, "It's sinking." It's really sinking...... If I had known that this was the case, the slave should not have invited you over. If you don't come, Madame won't ......" deep guilt, so that Mu E suddenly collapsed to the ground, she bit her index finger desperately, and her mouth was full of blood, and she faintly felt a pain in her hand.

Mu Jie, who was in the pavilion, also knelt down limply. She stopped shouting, stopped crying, and fell to the ground softly, crying motionless.

Fu Heng was in tears, terrified: "Zhilan, she, really sank?" She's really sinking! "Is this the way you want it to end?