Mu Xuefu knew how strong the medicinal properties of Hehuan San were, but she didn't expect to kill Mrs. Zhenhua.

Hua Xitan, what a beautiful name, she is a beautiful woman like an epiphany. As soon as he entered the palace, he was loved by Emperor Xuanwu, and was directly named Wanyi, and was promoted to Jieyu within a year. Such a fast speed of promotion and sealing can be said to be unique in the harem. Moreover, in the second year, she was pregnant with the dragon species, got a man in one fell swoop, gave birth to ten princes, and was promoted to a noble concubine. Several times the six palaces were sealed, but the emperor did not leave her, and the sixth thought of entering the palace was promoted to a concubine. Until the end of last year, she was found to be pregnant and was promoted to wife. thought that as long as the imperial heir was born again, he could be ranked among the fourth concubines, but he didn't want to die with the child. It's just that the fourth concubine she has been looking forward to also gave her this honor after her death.

Epiphany, always choose to bloom at the moment of dawn towards the dew, the moment it blooms, condenses thousands of points of brilliance, elegant and vulgar, and overwhelms the group. It's just that the flowering period is too short, but for only one or two hours, it is quietly English and scattered. It's just that no matter how beautiful it is, it's just a flash in the pan.

Hua Xi Tan is really as good as her name.

At that time, Mu Xuefu was accompanying the Queen Mother to copy Buddhist scriptures in the Changming Palace. The remaining smoke in the hall curled up, exuding the smell of sandalwood, like a wisp of soul wandering in this empty hall.

Since Concubine De went, the Queen Mother has recruited Mu Xuefu into the palace every once in a while to accompany her, and there are two more souls in this palace, which makes her originally cold heart a little sad. After all, it was her grandchild who died.

As soon as the Queen Mother's wooden fish stopped, Mu Xuefu also stopped writing, looking at the transcribed handwriting, Mu Xuefu actually sneered a little. Laughing at the Buddhists, they only say something that "everything is like a dream, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, and should be viewed as such", she thinks that the person who can write such a thing must not have suffered from the suffering of the world.

The Queen Mother was wearing a dark brown Wanfu pattern gown, with a casual wishful mustache on her head, only decorated with a simple jade-colored phoenix hairpin, and nothing else. Although she is tough and spirited, there is a wisp of sadness in her eyes that makes her age a lot.

She was supported by Mama Yu and slowly got up from in front of the statue of Guanyin, turned to Mu Xuefu's side, looked at the Buddhist scriptures she had copied, her sad eyes were dyed with a smile, kind and kind, "Let you accompany the old woman of the mourning family to eat fasting and chant Buddha, and also copy Buddhist scriptures, don't you feel bored?" ”

Mu Xuefu got up, helped her sit down, and said: "It is a blessing for my granddaughter-in-law to be able to accompany the Queen Mother." Moreover, the granddaughter-in-law bathes in the light of the Buddha every day, and receives the blessing of the Buddha, not only to clear her mind and calm her mind, but also to understand the wisdom of the Buddha, which is really borrowed from the light of the Queen Mother. It's just that the Dharma is too profound and can't be understood in many places. ”

"The wisdom of Buddhism is not something that can be realized in just a few days, there is a lot of great wisdom in it. Now you're young and you can't understand a lot of things. The clarity of sandalwood seemed to make the Queen Mother's face more hazy, not real, like layers of mist before the moon, making it impossible to see her ethereal nothingness. She sighed lightly and sighed: "It's just that you have to remember that you always have to forgive sentient beings, no matter how bad they are, or even hurt you, you must let go, and only by letting go can you get true happiness." If you don't forgive sentient beings, if you don't forgive sentient beings, you're suffering yourself. ”

The smile on Mu Xuefu's lips suddenly condensed, and a cool breath sizzled out from the bones of the hundreds of limbs, spreading all over the body.

Did the Queen Mother say this unintentionally or did she say it to her deliberately? Could it be that she knew who she was, that she had come back to take revenge, that was why she said these words of forgiveness?

Put it down? How does she put it down? The Mu family has sixty-nine people, how can she let go of her father, mother, and brother's life? How did she forgive the hatred that had gathered in her heart for ten years?

Will you be happy when you let go? Not at all! If she really lets go of this blood feud, what face will she have to see her ancestors and ancestors, and what face will she have to see her father and mother? She doesn't want any happiness, and she doesn't know what happiness is, she only knows that she wants Emperor Xuanwu to taste her pain for so many years, and she also wants him to know what it means to have a broken family. A concubine, an unborn child, is just the beginning!

Mu Xuefu lowered her eyes, the purple light in her eyes shimmered, her eyes were vast and bright, as if she had converged the stars in the sky, but for a moment, before dawn, she crossed the sky, leaving only a deep melancholy light.

Slowly, Mu Xuefu raised her head, smiled, the look in her eyes was pure and did not contain a trace of impurities, and asked with a smile: "I don't know why the Queen Mother said such a thing to Xuefu?" ”

The ethereal ethereal between the two people dissipated, the Queen Mother's expression became clear, she patted Mu Xuefu's shoulder, "Tell it to you, and it is also for the mourning family." The mourning family has recited the Buddhist scriptures for a lifetime, but they still can't let go of the obsession in their hearts, what the mourning family can't do, the mourning family hopes that one day you can realize it and be able to do it. ”

Mu Xuefu looked at the Queen Mother blankly, looking at the longing and depth contained in those slightly old eyes, she nodded, but her heart was indifferent. At that moment, she remembered that she was dealing with the relatives of the old man opposite her.

"Let's recite the mantra a few more times with the mourning family, I hope that Concubine De and her unborn child will not be reincarnated to the royal family in the next life."

Mu Xuefu mechanically recited the mantra of death, her eyes fell on the wisps of green smoke and sandalwood that floated in a daze, and her thoughts were flying, and she was already just in her physical body.

In a trance, I saw Hua Xitan holding a month-old baby, she kept smiling at herself, laughing so weirdly, the baby was also laughing, not like a baby's smile at all, full of weirdness, teasing, and boundless hatred.

Suddenly, the picture changed, and a bright red liquid continued to flow between Hua Xitan's legs, and the liquid gathered together to form an endless net. Baby, baby also changed, became flesh and blood, the skin on the body continued to crack, along the flesh turned into blood, little by little fused with the liquid under Hua Xitan's body. The webs of blood turned into ropes and flew towards her. She was startled and reacted quickly, her fingers claw-like, cutting off the blood rope in one fell swoop.

At this time, Hua Xitan and the bloody baby looked at each other and smiled, and approached her little by little.

Hua Xitan smiled at her, and her voice was also whimpering, "Mu Xuefu, I have no grievances with you, why do you want to kill me with one corpse and two lives?" Do you know how miserable I am? I died under the emperor's body, I died of pain, I died of pain. And my son? He was less than four months old, and before he was formed, he died in my belly, turned into a pool of blood. ”

"I'm so pitiful dead, I don't know anything, why did you kill me? I'm so hurt, I don't have skin yet, will you give me your skin? It was the child's childish voice, he had no eyes, but blood and tears, no nose, but snot, no mouth, but he spoke, he was just an unrecognizable blood clot, and there was nothing in his hands, feet, limbs, and limbs.

She watched them get closer and closer to her, and wanted to back off, but found herself imprisoned and motionless. Her hands and feet seemed to be tied, and she couldn't move a breath. She opened her mouth, but she couldn't even make a sound.

"You're going to give me my life."

"I want your skin."

"I want you to go to hell with us!"

Their fingers roamed over her body, they tore her hair, they cut her body with knives. The pain was heartbreaking, and she couldn't wait to die.

At some point, I felt a sensation in my hand, and the pain instantly condensed. She opened her eyes, her eyes were fierce and cold, she grabbed the necks of the two of them, and shouted, "I killed you once, I don't mind killing you a second time!" If you want to drag me to hell, I will let you never be reborn! ”

"Fu'er? Fu'er? ”

Suddenly, the familiar voice around her summoned her, Mu Xuefu's eyes suddenly widened, constantly gasping, breathing in the air that was about to stop, bean-sized beads of sweat lying on her forehead, and she could even feel the beads of sweat constantly sliding down her forehead.

"Fu'er, what's wrong with you?" Jing Rong hurriedly lit the candle flame next to the bed, the jumping candlelight projected on her face, Mu Xuefu lying in the red luan brocade quilt seemed to have just come ashore from the pool, covered with sweat, and her face was so white that it was transparent.

Everything is a dream, Hua Xitan is dead, and it is impossible to appear again. Mu Xuefu was angry, but the horror in her heart was still not gone, she just looked at Jingrong and didn't say a word.

Jing Rong wiped her forehead and carried her out of the bed, "Nightmare?" Don't be afraid, I'm here. ”

Mu Xuefu leaned on him obediently, and her sweaty bedclothes clinged to his bedclothes. The smell of him lingered on the tip of her nose, and her troubled heart slowly calmed down.

Jing Rong didn't say anything, just smoothed her back and gave it a gentle touch. For a long time, until he felt her heartbeat slowly settle down, he lowered his head and pressed it against her forehead, "Let Qingzhuo prepare a hot bath for you, okay?" ”

A frightened woman is most easily deceived by a man's tenderness, and Muschev is no different. She looked at this handsome face with some obsession, and the tenderness in his eyes was lingering and intoxicating.

Seeing that Mu Xuefu didn't react, just stared at him stupidly, Jing Rong smiled lightly, and without waiting for her to answer, he ordered Qing Zhuo to prepare a hot bath.

From beginning to end, Mu Xuefu didn't say a word, let Jingrong wash and wipe her body, and carried her back to the bed.

It's not that she doesn't want to speak, it's that she doesn't know what to say for a while, and she knows that the last sentence she shouted out, and he heard it.

The curtain of pink gauze and purple silk mopped the floor, and the surroundings were quiet as if they were in the clouds and fog, and the only sound in the room was the "zizz" sound of the charcoal fire burning.

After a long time, Sakura's lips moved, "Lord Wang, I'm afraid, I dreamed that Yunluo and Zhongxiang came back to me." ”