On the day of Hongfu's death, Wanying clearly felt the fetal movement in her stomach for the first time. Wanying, who is in despair, has always believed that Hongfu has a different way to accompany herself.

In the fire that filled the sky, Hongfu desperately tried to extinguish the fire around Wanying, the three people in the fire did not have any fire extinguishing tools, and the last scene Wanying saw before she was choked ": it was Hongfu who used her own flesh and blood to block between herself and the fire. In such a monstrous fire, he was unscathed, and all the scars were alive on the little Hongfu.

The fire left permanent burns on Hongfu's body, and the most fatal injury was the nightmare without warning in the Jingjie Station.

If Wanying could have the foresight, she would rather grind her feet than go to the Jingjie Post to ask for the carriage. The disaster was unreasonable, and it turned out that three people came to the door by themselves. This is the most difficult place in Wanying's heart.

If she had known that there was today, she would rather grind her feet and go to the capital;

If she had known that Hongfu would die, she would never have let Hongfu climb over that wall;

10,000 if, if you had helped Hongfu find a reliable doctor earlier, she would not have drunk the medicine of the tiger and wolf and died.

"Lady, you can't torture yourself like this, Hongfu won't be safe when she leaves." Yun Niang cried excessively for a few days, poured her throat, and comforted Wanying hoarsely.

"Yun Niang, it's all my fault, if I find her a doctor in the morning, she won't die in vain." Wanying's throat didn't fall, but her heart was like a dead draft.

Yun Niang took Wanying's hand, only to find that it was cold and piercing, poured a sheepskin water bag, put it in Wanying's hand, and said anxiously: "Lady, you have to want to open some." If I go over the wall that day, Hongfu won't need to die, I'm an old woman, it's just a dead woman, it's useless to live, it's better to die clean. ”

Listening to Yun Niang's hoarse voice, Wanying's heart was like a knife, she shook her head with tears in her eyes, and cried: "You are all dead, what is the point of me living." ”

Cui's mother also said that a woman's abortion is like walking through a ghost door, and the big one can fight and return to the yang world, and the weak one will be taken away by the Lord Yama and will never come back. Don't blame the lady, these things are fate, and no one can escape them. If we want to blame those who framed us behind our backs, if they hadn't set fire to it and chased and killed, Hongfu wouldn't have been ruined by the gangsters, and she wouldn't have lost her life. ”

Yun Niang had no choice but to pull Wan Ying onto the road of hatred, it was not that Yun Niang was born vicious, if Wan Ying was not allowed to have a desire for revenge, Yun Niang was really afraid that Wan Ying would not be able to survive such a catastrophe.

"There is another blood debt, and I keep it firmly in my heart every time, and I dare not forget it for a moment." Wanying threw down the sheepskin water bag in her hand, held Yun Niang's hand tightly, and pleaded repeatedly: "Yun Niang, you can't leave me, you can't." ”

Yun Niang broke away her hands and hugged Wan Ying again, and said decisively: "Lady, Yun Niang only has a lady now, if the lady can be well, Yun Niang can live, if the lady has a mistake, Yun Niang will not live, do you understand?" ”

"Yun Niang, don't worry, if Lord Yama forces me now, I won't die even if I bite off his neck."

Wanying leaned on Yun Niang's shoulder, tears wetting Yun Niang's thick clothes.

At most two months, at least one month, Fujian will be able to achieve a great victory, and when the time comes to return to the capital, everything should be settled.

Hugged in Yun Niang's arms, Wan Ying clenched her fists tightly. Several people from north to south, all the way to the turbulence, now Hongfu died tragically, Wan Ying really hopes that at this moment she can hold a knife in her hand, and then stab into the cracks of these evil calamities, and kill all the evil ghosts hidden inside, leaving no armor behind.

After Hongfu died, for a long time, Wanying no longer had a smile on her face, and the people close to her died one after another, such a blow made Wanying feel like a different person.

Yun Niang quietly found that Wanying now has one more gesture, no matter where she goes, she supports her stomach with her hands.

People who don't know what is going on think that Wanying is afraid of the sinking of the fetal position, but in fact, she is hugging a life that has begun to beat, she knows that life not only belongs to her unborn child, but also belongs to a sister who has been with her for more than ten years.

In the bottomless Ziwei Shrine, the continuous autumn rain washed away the scorching heat. The intermittent autumn rain rained for a few days unconsciously. In the morning and dusk, many masters who are afraid of the cold wear cotton tire jackets.

In the deserted Spring Palace, there was no emperor's footprint for more than a month, and Mrs. Rongguo listened boredly to the autumn rain hitting the fallen leaves, and passed the long years in the deep palace in silence.

The resplendent clothes could not modify the haggard appearance of Mrs. Rongguo. A gust of autumn wind carried a few drops of autumn rain, stretching her neck and hitting Mrs. Rongguo's pale face.

Mrs. Rongguo, who was leaning on the chaise longue, couldn't help but shiver, and on the towering hair, the silk golden phoenix inlaid with treasures shook in a green step, and the shivering 'jingle bell'.

The color of gold and jade is dazzling, and the sound of gold and jade colliding is cool and bone-chilling. Mrs. Rongguo was a little upset by the sound of gold and jade, and as soon as she reached out, she directly pulled out the hairpin and shook it on the sideburns.

The golden phoenix was noble and dignified on her head, but when she held it in her hand, she accidentally punctured the delicate palm of Mrs. Rongguo.

Mrs. Rongguo, who was pierced by Jin Feng's hand, smashed Bu Shao down on the vermilion gate in a fit of rage.

"Liu Zhaoyi, this slut, this palace will let you die a good death sooner or later." Mrs. Rongguo gritted her teeth and cursed, but she still couldn't get rid of the hatred in her heart.

A burst of skirt hairpins jingling bells came into the silent Spring Palace, and Mrs. Rongguo sat up all of a sudden, so early, who would come to find herself? While thinking, he pinned the messy hair on his sideburns to his ears.

"Madame is so temperamental, don't you feel distressed when she smashes such a good object?"

An arrogant and familiar voice came into Mrs. Rongguo's ears, and she couldn't help but stand up, she hadn't seen her for a long time, and something must have come.

"Sister Miaoshan, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I'm not far away." Mrs. Rongguo bent down and blessed a blessing, which was regarded as a salute.

Mrs. Rongguo is the only concubine in the harem, and there are only two queens of the queen mother above this, so that Mrs. Rongguo can bow down and salute, this Miaoshan sister is extraordinary.

"Sister Wanyun, be modest, you are now the new emperor's favorite concubine, it should be me to meet you." Miaoshan's tone is arrogant, and his body is still a blessing, which can be regarded as a return courtesy.

"My sister is the only daughter of the Lord of Anyang, and even if my sister flies on the branches, she doesn't dare to forget her identity." Mrs. Rongguo pulled Miaoshan to give up the seat, and she sat down.

Miao Shan did not shirk either, and sat directly on the left side of Mrs. Rongguo, staring at Mrs. Rongguo with two eyes uncertain.

"Why does my sister look at my sister like this, it makes my sister a little embarrassed." Mrs. Rongguo was stared at straight at close range, as if she was roasting on a fire, and her face was hot, and she said shyly.

"I don't see that you still have such good skills." Miao Shan said bluntly to Mrs. Rongguo.

Mrs. Rongguo's 'don't hug the pipa' is an undeniable fact, and the gossip in the palace can be guessed by her closing her eyes and covering her ears.

"My sister won't be here to humiliate my sister, will she?" Mrs. Rongguo's humility has gradually dissipated.

Miaoshan picked up the tea poured by Mrs. Rongguo herself, took a sip meaningfully, stared at Mrs. Rongguo with a rather strange look in her eyes and said, "Does my sister still need my sister to humiliate me personally?" ”

Mrs. Rongguo was stabbed by this sentence and almost vomited blood, held back the shame in her heart, picked up the teacup, took the tea, and swallowed the anger that had surged to her throat.

"I'm afraid my sister wants to spill tea on my face at the moment, right?" Miaoshan* fiddled with the tea leaves in the teacup with the lid of the tea bowl, and ghostly provoked Mrs. Rongguo.

"How dare you ......," Mrs. Rongguo said insincerely. In fact, she didn't just want to spill tea, she almost wanted to smash the teacup on such a provocative face.

The cover-up that can be seen through at a glance fell into Miaoshan's eyes.

"It's good to know your duty, if my mother hadn't fished you out of the list of unsuccessful candidates, you would be a slave now, and you can still pestle here and drink tea on an equal footing with me?" Miao Shan directly poured the tea in his hand on Mrs. Rongguo's face.

"Don't forget how you climbed up, dare to yell at me again, it will kill you."

Mrs. Rongguo was brightly dressed, looked embarrassed, in a high position, and had no one behind her, even though she wanted to strangle the woman in front of her, she still endured her resentment and pinched off the tea stalks standing on her face one by one.

"My sister came over today, do you have any advice?"

"We support you, not so that you can climb up and kick us off, but now how many pairs of eyes are staring at you, if you want to die or live, it depends on your creation."

"I have begged the emperor to release the eldest princess, isn't this to repay the eldest princess for her previous support?"

Miao Shan saw that Mrs. Rongguo did not resist too much, and also softened, and helped Mrs. Rongguo clean up the tea stalks on her face.

"We didn't tell you about this, you can take the initiative to do it, my mother is very pleased, so I asked me to come and give you guidance."

Mrs. Rongguo raised her eyes and looked up at Miao Shan in front of her, clenching them tightly in her palms as if she were grasping a life-saving straw.

"Ask the eldest princess to show me a clear path."

Liu Zhaoyi is now desperately enveloping the emperor's heart, and Mrs. Rongguo is outside the two of them, and the water can't be splashed in, and the needles can't be pricked. can only helplessly watch Liu Zhaoyi accept the favor night and night, and guard the lonely lamp until dawn.

"Liu Zhaoyi's trick, my mother has figured it out, the slut who died actually used corpse oil to lower the emperor's head."

Mrs. Rongguo suddenly realized, no wonder she could easily seduce the emperor, it is estimated that at that time, the emperor had already been lowered by Liu Zhaoyi, and Liu Zhaoyi paved the way for herself, but she didn't expect to be cheaper and take the lead. Now that the emperor's witch Gu is dispersed by the eldest princess of Anyang, his good days will come to an end.