Yongchun country, Xiqian Palace, everywhere is depressed, autumn grass is overgrown. The fallen leaves in the palace are full of steps, and no one has been swept for a long time.

In the palace, it is magnificent and golden. In the hall, Chun Yuzheng sat on a futon next to a low table. I saw that he kept pouring himself wine, glass after glass, indulging in wine.

Since Chun Yudang ascended the throne, he has been under house arrest in this Xiqian Palace for half a month.

Outside the door, a man in a dragon robe walked in. Chun Yuzheng glanced at it, this is Chun Yudang.

He walked in alone, and there were no temple servants beside him.

Chun Yudang chuckled, and he saluted, "Father, my son has come to greet you." ”

Chun Yuzheng snorted coldly, "There's no need to pretend. Chun Yudang, how long are you going to lock me up? ”

"Father, after a while, when I calm everything outside, I will let you out."

Chun Yuzheng said angrily: "Chun Yudang, those are your biological brothers, you, how can you do it?" ”

Chun Yudang was not angry or annoyed, but still smiled calmly: "Father, those younger brothers of mine are not fuel-efficient lamps. If I don't strike first, will I wait until they come to kill me, and then I will save myself? ”

Chun Yudang sighed lightly, "Father, my son has also come to see you, you can rest well." ”

After finishing his words, he turned and left.

Chun Yuzheng looked at the back of Chun Yudang leaving, and regretted not being at the beginning. It's all because of his own connivance that everyone has come to this point, and now it's okay, five of the ten sons have gone, and even he can't be spared, and he is under house arrest in this Xiqian Palace, and he can't enter or leave.

King Jing's Mansion, Mu Zhijun was alone in Qingfeng's room, nostalgic and sentimental.

There are not many furnishings in Qingfeng's house, but every decoration that can be placed in his house is worth a thousand gold. Fortunately, Mu Zhijun spoiled him, as long as Qingfeng liked it, no matter how expensive it was, he would buy it back for him.

Mu Zhijun walked to the window of the house, and when he pushed the carved green screen open, a faint light came in, illuminating the whole room.

"Wife, wife......"

In a trance, Mu Zhijun seemed to hear Qingfeng's call, Mu Zhijun turned around suddenly, but found that there was nothing behind him.

Mu Zhijun knew that she was hallucinating, how could a dead person appear in front of her again?

"Wife, I'm by the bed."

Mu Zhijun looked at the bed, and Qingfeng was indeed there. He was dressed in a blue dress, sitting on the edge of the bed upright, smiling at Mu Zhijun with a gentle face.

He is just like when he first saw him, with willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a straight nose and thin lips, and a deep furrow at the tip of his chin - Beauty Ditch! A pair of eyes full of aura are clean and clear.

He's so beautiful!

Mu Zhijun said incredulously: "Is it really you?" Green maple! ”

"Yes, wife, I know you've been thinking about me since I died, right?"

"Yes!" Tears fell from Mu Zhijun's eyes, "I miss you, but fortunately, if you don't forget, there will be an echo." Qingfeng, you really appeared. ”

Qingfeng stood up from the bed, walked in front of Mu Zhijun, and stretched out his hand to wipe Mu Zhijun's tears, "Wife, I'm here to see you for the last time." Wife, Qingfeng will not be by your side in the future, you must take care of yourself. Qingfeng will protect you in the sky. ”

Mu Zhijun said angrily: "You can't even protect yourself, how can you protect me?" ”

Qingfeng's eyes doted and agreed: "Yes, yes, my wife, the most powerful." ”

Qing Feng sighed lightly, "Wife, after Qing Feng came back to see you, he was leaving." ”

"Where are you going? Qingfeng, you are from King Jing's Mansion, you are not allowed to go anywhere, do you hear? ”

Qingfeng's smile deepened, "Wife, don't be so domineering, you don't love me, why do you force me to stay in King Jing's Mansion?" ”

Mu Zhijun lowered his head and said apologetically: "Qingfeng, I'm sorry!" I can only treat you as a relative. ”

Qingfeng stretched out his hands and held Mu Zhijun's head, "I know, wife, I have never blamed you." Wife, look back, who is that? ”

Mu Zhijun turned around, and there was no one behind him. Mu Zhijun responded: "No one? Mu Zhijun turned around and said, "Qing ......"

After turning around, what he was about to say came to an abrupt halt, because Qing Feng was no longer there. In front of and behind him, there was no one.

A powerful sense of loss came to his heart, and Mu Zhijun sighed softly, "It's always my fantasy." ”

A pair of slender white and tender hands hugged Mu Zhijun from behind, and Nangong Yiqing's voice came from behind him, and he said with concern: "Wife, do you miss my brother?" “

Mu Zhijun nodded, "Yes, I miss him!" ”

Nangong Yiqing chuckled, "I miss him too." Wife, I just saw that you kept talking to the air, I guess, you should have seen him in a hallucination, right? ”

"It should be!"

Nangong Yiqing let go of Mu Zhijun, Mu Zhijun turned around, she looked at Nangong Yiqing with a gentle smile, "Let's go, let's go and put incense on your brother, right?" ”

Nangong Yiqing replied softly: "Okay! ”

Nangong Yiqing and Mu Zhijun turned around and left. After the two left, the room where Qingfeng lived was empty, and there was nothing left.

The autumn wind is bleak and the autumn rain is continuous.

The sky is overcast, and the weather is unusually cold today. In the rain, Fuhe was dressed in purple, standing high on a city tower, and she was dressed up particularly glamorously today.

On the city tower, she is like a rose beaten by the wind and rain, with a gorgeous appearance, strong and unyielding, but in fact, she will be broken when touched, and she is weak.

Meng Ziyan's death gave her an unbearable blow, and her heart was already covered with bruises. When Mencius died, hatred disappeared. When love is gone, the heart is dead. In this world, there is no reason to support her to live.

Her clothes, her black hair swaying in the wind, she looked at this dark world, at the world that brought her tribulation and pain, she had nothing to love.

Mencius Yan is dead, and no matter how beautiful the world is, it has lost its color.

"Fuhe, Fuhe......"

Ning Yuchen ran up anxiously. He looked at Fuhe standing on the edge of the city tower, and was already worried that he couldn't do it, Ning Yuchen said softly: "Fuhe, you come down first, okay?" There are words that we can say slowly. ”

Fuhe didn't pay attention to Ning Yuchen, but smiled softly: "Ziyan, I'm here to accompany you." ”

After finishing speaking, he jumped down the city tower without hesitation.

"Fuhe!!!!"

Ning Yuchen screamed, wanting to break through the sky.

In mid-air, Fuhe was like a butterfly that had broken free, and the moment she jumped down, she felt that her whole body was relaxed......

Ziyan, we can finally be together.

Fuhe's face was smiling brightly, and jumping into it was the freedom she longed for most in this palace. She was finally liberated, and from then on, she was no longer the imperial concubine, but Fuhe, the Fuhe who belonged to Mencius Yan.

And Ning Yuchen also trembled in his heart because of Fuhe's jump, as if his whole heart had been shattered and suffocated in pain. Ning Yuchen's body was soft on the ground. Tears kept falling from his face.

Ten years ago, he didn't protect his mother, and now, he can't protect his beloved.

He finally understood what it was like to lose his beloved, life was better than death, and he didn't want to live.

"Drive, drive......"

In the distance, the sound of horses' hooves galloped, Ning Yuchen heard the sound, and immediately ran to the city tower to see.

I saw that downstairs in the city, Chun Yu Hanwei rode a fast horse and rushed forward. The horses ran extremely fast, their hooves mixed with mud, and their trampling crackled.

In the wind and rain, Chun Yu Hanwei rode a horse, heroic and uninhibited. When a horse rode to the gate of the city wall, it stopped, and Fuhe landed on Chun Yu Hanwei's horse.

Seeing Fuhe rescued, Ning Yuchen breathed a sigh of relief.

Sitting in front of the horse, she asked in a low voice, "Why did you save me?" ”

Chun Yu Hanwei chuckled, "I've heard about you." Fuhe, let's take revenge together, how? ”

Fuhe snorted coldly, "Kill Ning Yuchen?" ”

Chun Yu Hanwei nodded.

Fuhe replied softly, "Good! ”

After speaking, Fuhe didn't say anything more, she leaned on Chun Yu Hanwei, closed her eyes, and gradually fell asleep.

In the evening, in King Jing's mansion, Yu Yaorong came to his room, and was just about to turn off the lights and go to bed, when there was a knock on the door. Yu Yaorong just opened the door and saw Mu Ranzhu standing at the door.

Yu Yaorong smiled gently, and said with concern: "Ran Zhu, why don't you sleep so late?" ”

Mu Ranzhu explained softly: "Uncle, my room is so dark, I'm afraid!" ”

After Yu Yaorong reached out and hugged Mu Ranzhu into his arms, he closed the door with one hand.

Yu Yaorong hugged Mu Ranzhu and walked towards the bed, and said with a smile: "Ranzhu, then you can sleep with me today." Good no good? ”

Mu Ranzhu nodded very obediently.

After Yu Yaorong helped Mu Ranzhu take off his coat, he settled him to sleep. finally lulled her to sleep, and there was another knock outside the door, and Yu Yaorong walked over and opened the door. Mu Zhijun stood at the door.

Yu Yaorong said with concern: "Wife, why haven't you slept yet?" ”

"I can't sleep, so I'm coming to you."

Yu Yaorong was a little embarrassed: "Wife, Ran Zhu sleeps with me tonight." ”

Mu Zhijun complained angrily: "How old are you, you still have to be coaxed to sleep!" Mu Zhijun sighed lightly, "Okay, I'll go to sleep in the ear room, and you can rest early!" ”

After Mu Zhijun finished speaking, he turned around and left. Yu Yaorong cried at Mu Zhijun's jealous appearance, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened. He walked out of the room, hugged Mu Zhijun from Mu Zhijun's back, Yu Yaorong prostrated himself in Mu Zhijun's ear, and said softly: "Wife, you go to the ear room first, and when I settle Ran Zhu, I will go over to find you." ”

Hearing the satisfactory reply, Mu Zhijun was completely jealous, "Okay, I'll wait for you." ”

After finishing speaking, Mu Zhijun turned around and left.

In the middle of the night, Mu Zhijun was lying on the bed in the ear room alone, the light in the room was not extinguished, and she was waiting for Yu Yaorong.

After a while, the door of the transept was slowly pushed open. Yu Yaorong walked in, and when Mu Zhijun heard the movement, he turned around and pretended to be asleep.

Yu Yaorong walked to the edge of the bed, looked at Mu Zhijun who was motionless, and thought she was asleep, so she sat on the edge of the bed.

Seeing that Yu Yaorong didn't get into bed for a long time, Mu Zhijun couldn't wait for impatience, she turned over directly, Yu Yaorong saw that she was awake, and greeted: "Wife, you are awake!" ”

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, and I almost thought that you wouldn't come."

"How so? I promised my wife that she would come, and she would come. ”

Mu Zhijun was puzzled: "Why don't you go to bed yet?" ”

Yu Yaorong replied after realizing it: "Oh, this is coming!" ”

After Yu Yaorong took off his coat, he slept beside Mu Zhijun. Mu Zhijun got up and let Yu Yaorong sleep on the inside and himself on the outside. Yu Yaorong was puzzled: "The wife is ......"

Mu Zhijun interrupted: "Call me Jun!" ”

Yu Yaorong obediently changed his words: "Zhijun, why did you let me sleep inside?" If I sleep outside, if you are thirsty and hungry in the middle of the night, it will be more convenient for me to serve you. ”

Mu Zhijun chuckled, "From today onwards, from now on, I will serve you." ”

Yu Yaorong was shocked, "This, how can this be?" ”

"Why can't this be? I don't care what the rules of the Northern Lion Country are, but the rules of my Jingwang Mansion are to use my horse as the biggest. ”

The words were so sweet that Yu Yaorong's heart went to the knees, Yu Yaorong stretched out his hands and hugged Mu Zhijun tightly, he leaned on Mu Zhijun's arms, and whispered: "Zhijun, you are so good." ”

After a moment of silence, Yu Yaorong asked, "Zhijun, on the day of the Xia Yuan Festival, didn't you pray for the blessings of the people on the Wangtian Tower?" How could it come to save me? ”

Mu Zhijun explained: "I heard that you were missing that day, so I asked Zhaoluo to pray for me. ”

Yu Yaorong blamed himself: "I'm sorry, I took Zhaoluo as you." Zhijun, I thought you didn't want me anymore, I thought you didn't like me like before again! ”

Mu Zhijun smiled gently, "Fool, we have been through so much together, how could I not want you?" Yaorong, you are more important than my life. ”

Mu Zhijun's words made Yu Yaorong ecstatic in his heart, Yu Yaorong never knew that after the disaster, what greeted him behind him was endless happiness.

First bitter and then sweet, he will eventually come to the bitter end.