"Sister." He Yue held her hand tightly, and buried her cheek in her lap: "Sister, I finally found you, you have to be good, you know?" I'll come back to see you. ”

Don't die like history, I can't afford to lose you again.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine, I won't do stupid things, it's better to live than anything else, and at least I can still miss him when I live."

Listening to her words, He Yuefang breathed a sigh of relief, what she was most afraid of was that her sister really went with Yunxi.

So what's the point of her coming into this world?

He Yue still left.

Guo Luo Luo stood at the door and watched He Yue leave, with a gentle and soothing smile on his face.

He Yue frequently turned back, reluctant to give up.

got into the carriage back home, and He Yue leaned against the wall of the carriage, only to feel his heart beating violently, as if something was about to happen.

returned to Prince Yi's mansion like this, and He Yue asked his subordinates to go out, staring at the scenery outside in a daze.

After sitting for an hour, He Yue came back to his senses, felt a little pain in his head, and went back to the bedroom to rest.

Suddenly, Hailan hurriedly ran in and shouted, "Fujin, it's not good!" ”

"What's the matter?" He Yue's heart jumped and asked anxiously.

Since coming back, He Yue has always felt uneasy, and now listening to Hailan's shouting, the uneasiness in his heart has become even heavier.

Hailan ran in, clutched her chest, and panted: "Eighth Master Fujin is gone!" ”

He Yue was shocked suddenly, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the placket of her clothes, her eyes were about to split: "What did you say?" ”

Seeing Heyue's terrible appearance, Hailan subconsciously swallowed her saliva and replied tremblingly: "Not long after Fujin came back, the eighth master Fujin set himself on fire!" Now it's all over the place! ”

He Yue's body shook for a while, and he was held by Hailan: "Fujin!" ”

"Prepare the carriage!" He Yue gritted his teeth.

When I arrived at the Fuguo Mansion, I saw a puff of smoke occupying half of the sky in the distance.

He Yue quickly ran to Guo Luoluo's yard, and saw the burning house at a glance, and Guo Luoluo's shadow was no longer visible.

The little servant woman was busy fetching water to extinguish the fire, and there was chaos.

Xigui and Ma Jiashi came to ask for peace, but He Yue didn't look at it, and was about to rush in directly, but was hugged by Hailan: "Fujin, don't!" ”

"You let go of me!" He Yue was so anxious that she wanted to break free, but Hailan had a lot of strength, and He Yue couldn't break free for a while.

Watching the fire rise to the sky, it will not be extinguished for a long time, and the pleasant heart slowly sinks to the bottom.

Sister, didn't you say you had to live well? Why did it become like this in the blink of an eye?

Why don't you talk as words?

What do you want me to do? How do I forgive myself?

Thirteen hurried over, and when he saw this scene, he hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Heyue: "Heyue, calm down!" The fire is so big, the people are gone, you don't have to be persistent anymore! ”

He Yue turned his head and slapped Thirteen in the face, leaving a distinct finger print.

"You talk nonsense! It's you! It's Yongzheng! You drove her to death! You pay my sister back! You pay my sister back! ”

He Yue went crazy and pushed and pounded at Thirteen.

Thirteen covered Heyue's mouth to prevent her from saying any more gibberish.

Seeing her burst into tears, full of hatred, Thirteen's heartache dripping blood, seeing that she was really struggling, Thirteen knocked her out in desperation.

Picking up Heyue, who had fainted, Thirteen was heartbroken, and left directly and returned to Prince Yi's mansion.

……

He Yue was in a coma for a day and a night.

When he woke up the next day, he was sick and saw no one, not even Thirteen and his child.

Thirteen walked anxiously outside, inwardly panicked and uneasy.

As soon as Guo Luo Luo set himself on fire, Thirteen knew that it was not good, and when he saw that He Yue was crazy at that time, Thirteen simply didn't know what to do.

finally looked forward to Heyue waking up, but she was driven out directly, and she refused to even see him.

Thirteen understands that He Yue is resentful of himself and the emperor.

He Yue kept saying that the emperor did not believe his words, and also said that he would not stop the emperor's orders.

But he said that this matter had nothing to do with the emperor, it was Guo Luo Luo who committed suicide by himself, and He Yue didn't believe it, and decided that the emperor couldn't tolerate Guo Luo Luo.

Thirteen is hard to speak.

Tonghui and Tongxuan, who were married, both came back to see Heyue, and Tongya also left the palace and returned to Prince Yi's mansion, both of which were closed.

Two days later, Yongzheng personally came to Prince Yi's mansion to visit Heyue, and Heyue was still closed.

Yongzheng's face was dark: "You Fujin is getting more and more nonsense!" How can people think that she is so gaffe for a sinner? ”

Thirteen spoke for He Yue: "Your Majesty, He Yue is just too sad, don't blame her." ”

"Sad? Who is she sad for? Yongzheng snorted coldly: "What does Guo Luo Luo have to do with her?" It's okay if she's sick, let her think about it behind closed doors in the house these days! ”

After speaking, Yongzheng drove back to the palace directly.

Thirteen smiled bitterly.

For a few days, Thirteen stayed at the door of the main room to comfort and persuade Heyue, saying that this incident was indeed Guo Luoluo's suicide, so that she wanted to open it and not be confused.

If it weren't for the fact that the food delivered to the door was served empty, Thirteen would have broken in early morning.

It can be seen that He Yue just doesn't want to see herself, and she can still eat, and Thirteen is still a little comforted.

Heyue naturally doesn't get along with his body.

She still has a child, so she can't leave the child and go like this.

So the food brought in by the next person and Yue were eaten.

She has also thought a lot about it these days, maybe her sister has long been determined to die, with her sister's feelings for Yun Xi, how can she live alone?

It was He Yue who didn't see it clearly, so he believed his sister's words.

Even though he knew that Thirteen was innocent, He Yue still didn't want to see Thirteen.

She just wanted to be alone and didn't want anyone to disturb her.

In the past few days, He Yue has been drowsy every day, and as soon as she fell into a dream, she saw her sister being swallowed by the sea of fire, struggling in pain, and strong self-blame and remorse tormented her, and she lost weight day by day.

If He Yue had been more vigilant at that time and sent someone to watch it, maybe my sister would not have died.

But then I thought about it, if a person really has the will to die, who can stop it?

Some things can't be changed after all.

My sister still died of self-immolation like Guo Luo Luo in history.

Ten days passed like this, and on this day and night, He Yue suddenly dreamed of a scene, no longer a sea of fire, but a familiar world.

He Yue saw a modern Western-style auditorium, surrounded by people, lively and lively, and a couple slowly walked into the auditorium, their faces with satisfied and happy smiles.

The distance was shortened, and He Yue suddenly recognized who those two people were, and couldn't help but be surprised and happy, and hurriedly rushed over, but in a blink of an eye, He Yue had woken up.

In front of me is still a familiar antique world, and I am still Prince Yi's Fujin Zhaojia clan.

He Yue couldn't help but wonder if everything just now was just a dream? Is it because she misses her sister so much, so she dreamed that her sister and the eighth master walked into the auditorium together, happy?

Thinking of this, He Yue's expression dimmed again.

Suddenly, a familiar and unfamiliar voice came from my ear: "That's not a dream, it's reality." ”

He Yue was taken aback and looked around: "Who are you?" ”

Because the voice was a little familiar, He Yue was not afraid, but felt strange.