Video Sandu

Chapter 82
The reason... is that several guards covered the two saplings with baskets made of grass and wood.

In the bleak cold wind, there was no one outside the court, only a few guards with knives pressed the baskets vigorously, guarding the seedlings without fear of the wind and cold.

Only he can think of such a genius' attention.

Let these guards with extraordinary martial arts watch over two peach trees that haven't grown much for him. Should she praise him for making the best use of what he has, or should she laugh at him for being overqualified?
It seems that in order to save face and not let her laugh, he also took great pains...

"You better stop messing around, don't be the same as last time, and die again."

"What if I can survive?"

She remembered glancing at the seeds in his hand with disdain, "That's impossible."

"Well, if I do it, you promise me one thing."

"If you can't do it, you have to give me one."

"it is good!"

When she reached a consensus with Zixi, she felt that she had won.But now... I have some doubts.

According to his way, which is more delicate than raising children, maybe he can really support him.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help curling her red lips a little, if he won, what would he ask her to do?
Stay in the palace and not go out and run around? Or buy candied fruit for him?
Fan Ya couldn't think of it.

He is a weirdo, and what he thinks and thinks can never be deduced according to common sense.

"Young lady," the servant's voice came from next to my ear, "The wind is too strong, and the servant will close the window?"

She also felt a little chilly, so she nodded, and finally glanced at the saplings under the basket.

She hasn't been able to sleep well at night recently, and she wakes up in an inexplicable dream, staring at the empty side in a daze, always feeling that her heart is also empty.

A few days later, news came from the post soldiers that Fan Ya was sitting in the middle hall drinking tea.

"My son, my son... was assassinated and died."

The hand holding the tea spoon stopped, her eyes were blank for a moment, and her voice was unsteady, "Did he mention me before he died?"

In the empty hall, a stiff voice asked.

The soldier bowed his head.

Fan Ya continued what she had just done, poured the tea ingredients into the pot, her throat choked up, she looked up at the soldiers, but she was already hazy.

"...not a word?"

The soldier's head was lowered.

"Go out." The standing soldier heard her order and went down with the attendants in the hall, leaving only two people in the room to serve.

Fan Ya's eyes were hot, and she continued to cook tea with trembling hands.

With a thud, the tea spoon fell to the ground, but she didn't pick it up, and the palace servants kneeling on both sides didn't dare to move rashly.

After staying there for a long time, she picked up the teacup on the table with both hands.

"You don't think it's troublesome to go back and forth like this?"

"What do you know? Cooking tea can't be sloppy."

"Just drink it, it's a waste of time!"

"Heh, what do you know, you fool, you want to learn, but I won't teach you!"

"That's really wronged you. You will be firmly tied to me for the rest of your life, and you will always be the wife of a reckless man like me."

Always……

"boom!"

There was a heavy pause, and the teacup in Fan Ya's hand hit the opposite wall, spreading the tea all over the floor.

Always? Is this what he said always? This is what he said for a lifetime?!
He said to let her wait for him to come back obediently, she waited, but what she waited for was the news of death!
How can she wait for a person who is already dead?
He is so smart, please tell her a dream!
"boom!"

There was another sound, and the teacup on the table was also thrown off by her.

"Die well, die well!"

Like going crazy, she swept her arm heavily, and all the utensils on the table fell to the ground, together with the flowers and vases he found when he left.

He died as soon as he died, no one could put her under house arrest in the palace, no one forced her to do things she didn't like, no one made her angry and bickered with her...

Good thing, good thing!
The dowry box was smashed into two pieces, and the contents of the camera obscura fell out.

A token made of pure gold with a word printed on it.

【waived】

The sharp-eyed people in Yigong hurriedly picked up the token and knelt down beside Fan Ya, "My lord, this is the death token left by the former king."

The palace people thought she was too angry and lost all the treasures, so they carefully comforted her.

Fan Ya paused, surprise flashed in his eyes.

She didn't have this in her box...

It suddenly occurred to her that Zi Xi taught her a blue bronze medal before leaving, saying it was his mother's belongings and entrusting it to her for safekeeping, so Fan Ya put it in the dark box of the dowry box.

It should be that she used too much force just now, and smashed the bronze medal on the outside.

She looked down at the death-free card on the table, and her heart stopped for an instant.

He knew that she liked to throw things around when she was angry, he expected that she would lose control of her temper, and that she would see this death-free card!
There was a surge of anger deep in my heart, an uncontrollable anger.

He had expected everything, but had he ever thought about what would happen to her when she saw this card, and what would happen when she heard the news of his assassination and death!
Her eyes widened, tears still gurgling down from her eyes, uncontrollable.

The two saplings outside the window are still trying to grow, and the bet between the two has not yet been fulfilled, but he is no longer here...

Fan Ya gasped for breath, her chest heaved violently, and it took a long time to gradually stabilize her breath.

Her voice was very soft, "Zixi, if you come back, I will count you as the winner..."

There was no echo in the empty and dead palace. After a long time, a bell rang in the distance, which was an announcement of mourning.

The bell rang one after another, accompanied by a hint of sadness.

Tears hit the death-preventing card, Fan Ya couldn't bear it anymore, and cried bitterly at the table.

This bastard!
Zixi, you lied to me...you said you would come back, you said you would definitely come back!
………………

Three months after Zixi's death, Fan Ya passed away.

There are two cases of treason affecting Fan Ya's life, one is the usurpation of the throne in Zhao Guo and his brother, which ended in failure;

They set up a plan to separate Zichu and Li Haolan, and the result was very good. Li Haolan was placed under house arrest, Prince Zheng was imprisoned, and Zichu... At this time, he was already the king of the Great Qin Dynasty, and he was also guarded by heavy soldiers to watch his whereabouts.

Everything goes well, great things can happen, one night, she went to visit Li Haolan in the queen's palace.

This is really a strange woman, she was abandoned by her husband, and her son was taken into the hands of others, yet she still didn't panic and sat on the table to eat safely.

"I don't know if you're pretending, or if you're really not worried."

Li Haolan wore Queen Huafu, she was still so graceful and luxurious, the Great Qin Queen that everyone admired, "Princess, I have a question that I don't understand."

She stops to eat.

"what."

"Miluo's rebellion is for her son to ascend the throne and become the king of Qin, while Huayang is for controlling the government and gaining power. Then what is it for you?"

"Naturally, it's for... your husband, you don't want it if you say no."

Li Haolan laughed louder, "Princess, after all these years, you are still so persistent."

Fan Ya ignored her teasing, "What I want, I must get it."

(End of this chapter)