"There is a phoenix to come" in the busy tidying up, Baili Jing walked aimlessly in the West Chamber's garden, when she first married into the Prime Minister's Mansion, the begonias in the garden were beautiful, and now it is winter, and no matter the flowers and plants have withered. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info she is a useless person, she can't keep her lover, she can't repay hatred, she is useless.

The peach forest in the courtyard is only bleak, the lotus leaves in the pond are all yellow, no one is sitting there fishing by the pool, and no one is in a hurry to hug her, writing "Don't leave me". The reason for the fall of the heart is sometimes ridiculous, before she went to the northwest, Mo Wen played that song for her, and held her hand in the peach forest in the middle of the night, and she suddenly began to be reluctant to him. She had been longing for someone to hold her hand through the dark night, through the thorns of the barren fetters......

It's a pity that in the end, Han Ye let go of her hand, and she shook off Mo Wen's hand. Whether it was what was discarded of her, or what she discarded, it was the place of her heart. Heaven doesn't seem to want her to live in peace.

Sitting by the pool for a long time, this is where Mo Wen used to sit, she always turned back frequently in the faint shadow, thinking that he would suddenly come to her side, he couldn't speak, only when he came and held her hand, she knew.

Regret, remorse, and confusion, just as she suddenly lost Han Ye for some reason, she also lost Mo Wen suddenly for some reason, she couldn't find Han Ye's theory, let alone Mo Wen confrontation, and even the murderer who killed Mo Wen couldn't ask it face to face. She blamed herself, hated herself and hated herself to the point of madness, she couldn't tell anyone, it was all her fault, in fact, she forced Mo Wen to death. The people of the world may be laughing at her or sympathizing with her, but no one knows that she is self-inflicted.

She walked in a trance through the forest path they had walked, waded over the stone bridge, and then came to the cottage in the side courtyard, but she did not dare to step into it again. If there is a soul left after death, is the soul of Mo Wen hiding in the hut?

Bailijing stood still in front of the house, looked at the closed door, and finally turned around. She exhaled deeply, the cold wind of winter made people's breath stagnate, as soon as she came here, she remembered their hysterical quarrel the night before Mo Wen's death, no, it was her hysterical questioning alone, Mo Wen couldn't speak, he never quarreled with her.

She clearly remembered every detail of that night, remembered Mo Wen's good skills and his non-resistance...... As soon as he died, it disturbed her heart and made her at a loss, but until now, she still had reason to suspect that Mo Wen was a fine work, and he had other plans to hide in the Prime Minister's Mansion...... Everything was buried in the ground with Mo Wen's death, her hatred, remorse, and doubts.

When Baili Jing turned into the peach forest, the door of the hut opened silently from the inside, and a tall man walked out, his masked face only showed one lip, and the thin lips were pursed to show his displeasure, but it still could not hide the elegance under his mask, which led to infinite reverie.

The man followed Gui Jiu, the little servant of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Gui Jiu chased the man's gaze, and said hurriedly: "Master, it's all this time, what are you going to do back to this ghost place?" If you are discovered by Princess Jing, you won't be able to wash it even if you jump into the liquid pool! If I knew that you didn't dare to lie to her, it is estimated that Princess Jing would really make up for it......"

After Gui Jiu finished speaking, he found that he was a little disrespectful, and he hurriedly slapped his mouth: "The slave should die, the master dragon is healthy, and the longevity is with Tianqi, no matter what evil ways of the devil can't hurt the master......"

However, Gui Jiu was verbose, and when he looked up, he found that his master was not listening carefully, or he could say that he hadn't listened to a word, and his eyes were always following the petite figure in the peach forest.

Alas, Gui Jiu sighed silently, knowing that he might not be able to see Princess Jing in this side courtyard, but his master still came, looking at the back for a long time, what is the use? Can you temporarily relieve the pain of lovesickness?

Suddenly, Gui Jiu found that Princess Jing in the peach forest turned her head as if she noticed something, her eyes looked straight in the direction of the hut, and he hurriedly dragged his master behind the door.

The man's heart was about to be broken, and he could no longer forgive his cruelty from the time he witnessed his wife send Mo Wen to be buried. She was as weak as a gust of wind in the wasteland that could blow her away, and she put the deep-sea blood-purifying whistle into Mo Wen's palm, and she kissed it softly on the back of Mo Wen's stiff, corrupt hand as he had kissed her countless times before......

There will not be a second man in the world who can watch himself buried like him, and see with his own eyes the pain and affection of his wife after his death, this is his funeral, the person lying in the coffin should be him, and he is even angry that the dead man took away her tears and kisses.

But ah, he hated himself even more, he was so despicable that he could think that he had grasped the handle of her love for him, and so unscrupulously made her sad?

She had fainted and caused confusion, and he wanted to go up and take her away and take her away, or take revenge on her in the wrath of a thousand swords. He didn't care about anything but to take her into his arms, kiss her, love her, tell her that he was alive and that his love for her would never cease day after day, like a poison that could not be removed from his body, with his life.

But in the end, he couldn't do anything.

Between him and her, there are two countries apart, and there are countless deceptions and deceptions.

When a man falls in love, even if he is the pride of the Ninety-Five, even if he is invulnerable and omnipotent, he only needs her to make a little move, and he will immediately collapse.

Look at this moment, only half of the door is needed to block her to take her out of his sight, and when the man walked out again, Bailijing was gone.

Gui Jiu saw that his master had been depressed since he witnessed Jing Yuma's funeral, and he didn't want to stimulate him anymore, but he didn't dare to hide him, so he said: "Master, the front yard is already cleaning up Princess Jing's things, saying that Emperor Dongxing is worried that the princess is too sad, so he specially ordered someone to take her back to the palace to recuperate. The first seven have passed, and she probably doesn't need to work for the funeral anymore. ”

The implication is that the next time I see her, I'm afraid it will be difficult, and I may not even be able to see her back.

The man regretted it at this moment, should he be incognito for the rest of his life Ma Mo asked, without that identity, it would be difficult for him and his wife to reunite.

No, no, even if he does ink questioning, he will still be exposed, he actually has no other way to go......

"Lord Nie said, it's an eventful time, please go back to the post station as soon as possible, there are still most of Daqin's secret guards there, so as not to put the master in danger." Gui Jiu nagged bitterly.

At this time, the man didn't linger any longer, and took the initiative to go in the direction of the secret passage, he urgently needed to know the news from Bo Yan, whether he had done what he ordered, he only had this chance, whether it was force or peace, he couldn't miss the most favorable opportunity.

Bai Lijing walked around the Xiangfu, and relived the bits and pieces of the past seven months in a short distance, from the initial rejection to the subtle adaptation, she has changed too much. When she returned to "Youfeng Laiyi", the girl Lu'er stepped forward and said, "Princess, everything is ready, you can leave for the palace." ”

"Hmm." Bai Lijing nodded, and was about to get on the sedan chair, but she remembered and asked, "Where is Mulian?" ”

After Mo Wen's accident, Bai Lijing no longer believed in the girls around her at all, even Mu Lian she no longer trusted, she never forgot the malice when Mu Lian went to tear Mo Wen's face, the dead are gone, Mu Lian has never respected her husband, this is the reason why Bai Lijing hates Mu Lian.

"Back to the princess, the fourth young master...... After committing an accident, the young grandmother should have been imprisoned, but the fetus in her womb was unstable and needed to be treated by a doctor, so she escaped and was locked in the side room of Haoran Zhai and grounded. The girl Lu'er carefully observed Bai Lijing's face and said.

The best sister did not end up in the best ending, she was widowed, Mulian was also widowed, Mulian's husband killed her husband, and the bright sword pierced through her heart, which has become a nightmare in her heart. She couldn't forgive Mo Yu, and she couldn't see Mulian again.

"Pass on the oracle of the palace and bring Mulian back to the palace, and the child in her belly is the child of the palace." Bai Lijing said suddenly.

The maids were surprised and puzzled, but Bai Lijing didn't want to explain.

On Lutai Mountain, she once promised Mulian that wherever she goes in this life and this life, Mulian will go, and she will never let her be lonely. Even if Lutaishan is gone, her words still count. In any case, there is nothing wrong with Mulian's child, and it is naturally much better to go to the palace than to stay in the Xiangfu.

"Yes, slave and maid." The girl is busy.

Bailijing got on the sedan chair at this time, and the sedan chair walked directly to the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and she didn't even say hello to the people in the mansion.

As soon as the sedan curtain was lowered, Bailijing clenched her fists, only feeling empty-handed, the day she got married, and many days afterward, she disliked the coldness of Mo Wen more than once. Now, even that warm hand, she can't get it anymore.

It was getting late, and the team returning to the palace did not dare to stay at all, and Bai Lijing felt exhausted, as if she had been feeling poor in spirit since Mo Wen's death. Although the Hormon had brought a letter to tell her not to take the medicine again, the effect of the medicine was so good that her shyness could no longer disturb her, and she thought that even if it was poison, she was willing to take it.

"Go away! Stinky beggars! Don't get in the way of the uncle! ”

Suddenly there was a scolding from the mouth of the alley.

This was followed by punches and kicks.

"Get out of here! Stinky Hanako! It's disgustingly dirty! ”

After a cacophony of swearing, a young man's voice said, "I'm not a beggar, I'm not ...... I didn't kill anyone, I didn't ......"

Baili Jing in the sedan chair opened her eyes suddenly, lifted the sedan curtain, and shouted: "Stop the sedan chair!" ”

She couldn't hear it wrong. This voice is Mo Yu. It's Mo Yu.

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Hooligan: (knocking on the bowl with chopsticks, singing) Ninety-nine, that sunny day, the eighteen-year-old brother told Xiao Baibai, this time to go over the mountains and cross the sea, this three years and two years, I will not return, this time the gun is like a forest and bullets are like rain, this time I will go to the victory of the revolution and see you again~

Xiao Baibai: (Singing) Even if you go for thousands of miles, even if you don't return for ten years or eight years...... (Stop, sneer) Hehehe, you'd better go for a thousand miles and never return, otherwise the old lady will suffer for you, hehehe......

Hooligans: (in a cold sweat) I don't know how hard it is, and it's hard to tear it down!

Mama Qin: (tiptoeing) Get back and sprinkle dog blood, one basin is not enough for another basin......