Stop it! ”

A loud shout came from behind.

Everyone looked up, and the warrior monks got out of the way.

Wen Qingxin was dressed in plain clothes, and his black hair was curled up with a wooden hairpin, but it was unforgettable without powder.

"Master Wen, how is Senior Brother Huixin?"

The older warrior monk hurriedly asked.

Wen Qingxin replied: "Master rest assured, there is no need to worry about his life for the time being. ”

The warrior monks clasped their hands together, said a word to Amitabha, stood the long stick in their hands behind them, nodded at Wen Qingzhu and them, and turned to leave.

"Master Fu, come out." Wen Qingxin looked at Wen Qingzhu's back and raised his voice to speak.

With a gust of wind, Fu Lie landed in front of Wen Qingzhu.

"Qingqing."

But Wen Qingzhu just pushed away his outstretched hand and hugged the child to Huixin's side.

When they reached the door, it was ajar.

Pushing the door in, Huixin sat on the couch, saw her coming, and pointed to the opposite position.

Wen Qingzhu hugged the child over, and Huixin reached out and hugged Nianfu into his arms.

Nianfu, who couldn't relax with the medicine, quieted down the moment he touched Huixin.

The tightly furrowed brow also relaxed.

Wen Qingzhu looked at Huixin, Sakura's lips trembled and said, "Huixin, what the hell is he ......?"

With a long sigh, Huixin took off the Blood Moon Lotus on the child's neck and reached out and handed it over: "This child's life is over." ”

"Impossible!" Wen Qingzhu clenched his hands tightly.

Huixin just looked down at the child in her arms, with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "I know you gave him the name Nianfu, but he is Fu'er." ”

Hearing this, Huixin had a lot in his head and stepped back against the Luohan bed.

The warm yellow light shone on Nian Fu's face, and Wen Qingzhu watched as the blood on his face slowly faded.

The room was unusually quiet, and no sound could be heard outside, only Nianfu's breathing became weaker and weaker.

Wen Qingzhu's mind uncontrollably appeared in his previous life and Fu'er.

She involuntarily walked to Huixin's side and stretched out her hand to caress Nianfu's face.

The slightly cool touch made Wen Qingzhu unable to breathe for an instant.

But the next moment, Nianfu's eyes slowly opened, and these familiar eyes shocked Wen Qingzhu's heart.

"Fu'er ......"

The child's eyebrows were crooked, as if smiling.

Then he slowly closed his eyes.

When Wen Qingzhu didn't notice, the red light inside the blood jade lotus went out.

In the early morning, the wind with a little cold air blew Wen Qingzhu's hair.

Only the tips of the forehead were slightly raised, and the rest of the long hair was not yet dry and was wet with an umbrella.

She holds a shovel and plants a bunch of daisies.

Green Tao stood behind her with an umbrella, equally silent.

On the bluestone path not far away, Fu Lie was silent.

The cold wind blew, and the leaves were blown to a rattle.

There was a light rain last night, and when the wind blew, the remaining raindrops on the leaves of the trees came down the road.

poured on Fu Lie's head, but he didn't hear it.

"Master Hou, there is an invitation in the palace." Yang Jiuchu stood behind him and reminded him again.

Fu Lie nodded, but stood still.

Wen Qingzhu in the woods planted chrysanthemums, turned his head to the green pottery and said, "Fu'er likes daisies, so I want to have pure flowers for children." ”

"Ma'am." Green Tao burst into tears, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the two small grave bags in front of him, and finally couldn't restrain himself anymore and hugged Wen Qingzhu tightly.

After crying, Green Tao let go of his hand and looked at the meditation room.

Wen Qingxin took the food box into Huixin's courtyard.

"Madam, I've already inquired about it here, the warrior monk who appeared last night was arranged in advance by Wen Shiyi, saying that no one could be allowed to see Huixin last night, otherwise Huixin would have a bloody disaster."

Wen Qingzhu looked at it and hooked the corners of his mouth: "I'm really a little curious, why does Wen Qingxin value Huixin so much." ”

"As far as I know, she helped Master Huixin avoid the fear of her life several times."

There was silence for a moment, and footsteps could be heard behind me.

Looking back, Fu Lie arrived.

"Thank you for your hard work, there is green pottery to accompany me, you can go to the palace with Yang Jiu to do errands first." Wen Qingzhu took out a handkerchief and wiped the water droplets on Fu Lie's forehead and face.

Fu Lie felt the distance and stepped forward to grab her hand: "Qingqing-"

"It's okay, I talked to Huixin last night, and now I understand what the situation is." Wen Qingzhu avoided his hand and put away the handkerchief.

She turned her head again and instructed Yang Jiu to take good care of Fu Lie, and then followed Lu Tao to turn around and leave.

Fu Lie looked at her back, feeling that there seemed to be a fork in the road between the two of them.

When going down the mountain, Wen Qingzhu's sedan chair was stopped.

A slightly familiar voice came from outside.

"Is it Mrs. Pingguohou?"

Lu Tao looked at the person opposite and whispered to Wen Qingzhu, "It's the wife of the prince of the Marquis Jingyuan family." ”

Summer flying kite?

What is she doing when she comes to herself at this time?

"Nope." Wen Qingzhu didn't think it would matter anything to Xia Feiyuan looking for him.

Lu Tao stepped forward and blessed his body: "Mrs. Shizi, my wife is unwell and doesn't want to see anyone for the time being." ”

"Then when Madame is better, I'll bother me again." Xia Feiyuan stepped back very interestingly, staring curiously at the sedan chair that slowly walked in front of her.

I heard that Wen Qingzhu took the prince of Pingguo Hou up the mountain last night and did not return all night.

Before this, I had always heard that the health of the prince of Pingguo was getting worse and worse.

Outsiders don't know, but she knows that in the fire where Yueniang died, the nurse of the Hou Mansion also died.

What's the connection?

The sedan chair had disappeared from view, and the maid reminded Xia Feiyuan: "Madam, Mrs. Yuan is still waiting for us in the temple?" Let's get over there. ”

"This is also true, General Yuan was promoted because of his merits, and Mrs. Yuan's status has also risen, so we can't slack off."

Xia Feiyuan put on a hypocritical smile on her face again, and followed the maid to the mountain.

The next day, the news of the death of the prince of Pingguo was released.

Wen Qingzhu closed the door to thank the guests, knelt in the ancestral hall, and quietly recalled the events of this period of time.

From pregnancy, to marriage, until now, Fu Lie's power is getting bigger and bigger.

During this period, she just wants to protect the people around her.

According to the normal situation, when she was pregnant, there was still the toxicity of forgetting worries in her body, and it was almost impossible to give birth to a child.

Thinking about it carefully, after this fetus stabilized, it was after Huixin gave her the Blood Jade Lotus.

Last night, Huixin said that if it weren't for the Blood Jade Lotus, she would definitely not be able to give birth to this child.

For the sake of the people, he changed his life against the sky and kept the child's life for a year.

At that time, Wen Qingzhu almost reflexively noticed his words: "What is called for the people?" ”

Huixin looked at her with compassion and pity: "Zi Weixing was born because of you, and Qixing is closely related to you, your every move involves the people of Limin, I am willing to use my life to fulfill your child's relationship." ”

Zi Weixing is the emperor star, and Wen Qingzhu doesn't know much about celestial phenomena, but he also knows a little.

"The purple microstar you are referring to is Jiang Yuanhan?" Wen Qingzhu suddenly felt that everything she had experienced now was more like a dream.

If she can have such great ability, why can't the people around her protect her?

Huixin said something that only she knew: "The Zi Weixing in this life is him, but the Zi Weixing in the previous life is the King of Chu." ”

Hearing this, Wen Qingzhu's blood was cold.

In the previous life, because of her support, Jiang Yuancheng became the crown prince, but he chose to abandon her on the eve of his accession to the throne.

Since her rebirth, Wen Qingzhu has looked down on King Ning, let alone King Huai, so she firmly chose King Rui, who has not yet grown.

Huixin opened the window, pointed to the starry sky in the north and said, "There is never only one purple microstar, but the one you choose is getting more and more dazzling. ”

Looking at it, in the direction that Huixin was pointing, although a purple microstar was huge, it gradually tended to be dim.

It was surrounded by four stars of different sizes, but the one that shone brightest was the one on the edge.

"What does this have to do with me!" Wen Qingzhu retracted his gaze and looked down at the slowly cold Nianfu in his body.

Huixin sighed, and just said: "You will understand, you have an obsession in your heart, you can't see the road ahead, and when the clouds and mist clear, you will finally understand what you want." ”

"Will you finally understand what you want?"

Wen Qingzhu slowly opened his eyes, looking at the tablets of the Yang family and the Xue family, his eyes gradually deepened.

What she wanted was always simple.

After getting up, Wen Qingzhu opened the door, but saw a little girl sitting on the steps, holding a broom in her hand, squinting her eyes and nodding her head like a chicken pecking rice.

She looked no more than ten years old, and was dressed in the clothes of the Hou Mansion.

Although it is without makeup, it has already revealed a bit of beauty.

"Little girl." Wen Qingzhu stepped out of the threshold and called out to her.

Hearing the voice, the little girl jumped up in shock, turned her head and saw Wen Qingzhu looking at her condescendingly, and hurriedly knelt down and saluted: "The slave has seen Madame." ”

"What's your name?" Wen Qingzhu glanced left and right, there were no other people here.

Before she came here, she had told Green Tao not to need anyone to come near here.

"Slave, slave maid is called Ah Ping." The little girl felt that Wen Qingzhu's tone was a little cold, and she couldn't help but start to be a little scared.

The steward who took her said that there are few masters in the Hou Mansion, as long as she confesses, she will be fine.

Ah Ping immediately explained: "The slave maid is responsible for cleaning the ancestral hall, and when she saw that the lady went in and never came out, she wanted to wait for the lady to come out and clean it." ”

"Get up, you don't have to kneel when you see me later." Wen Qingzhujue raised his hand and glanced around, presumably in addition to the gate, there must be a back door.

"Yes, thank you, ma'am." Ah Ping stood up, only to find that Wen Qingzhu was gone.

She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking in her heart, Madame's tone was a little colder, but it was really as good as the uncle in charge said, and she was very good to her subordinates.

Ah Ping was relieved to approach the mourning hall and go to clean it.

More than half an hour later, when she swept to the futon, she found a red necklace on the ground.

"It's ......," Ah Ping bent down and picked it up.

Suddenly, the Blood Jade Lotus in her hand lit up.

Ah Ping stared at the thing in his hand with wide eyes, and was speechless in shock.

She looked outside the door and found that the futon in front of her still had signs of depression, thinking that it must have been left by Madame.

In the evening of the same day, Ah Ping found the steward and was about to talk about the necklace.

But he was interrupted by the steward: "If there is anything to find Mama, don't look for me!" Xiao Shizi died, Mrs. and Hou Ye are sad, don't run around and bump into Madame! ”

After the steward finished speaking, he turned around and hurried away.

Ah Ping was stunned, did the prince pass away?

She thought that during the day, Madame was still in the ancestral hall.

Ah Ping covered his mouth, no wonder Mrs. was so cold, it turned out that the son of the world had died.

She was very similar to going to help, but the people in the house suddenly became busy, and they couldn't find the right person for a while.

Ah Ping wanted to return the necklace and decided to go to the main courtyard in person.

It's just that she walked halfway and ran into a friend in the house and grabbed her.

"Ah Ping, if you're okay, do me a favor."

As she spoke, she handed a food box to Ah Ping: "Send it to Brother Yang!" ”

Although Ah Ping has been in the house for several years, there are many things she doesn't know.

"Which yard is Brother Yang in?"

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