After being a widow for half my life, I found out that my husband was not dead.

one two Three……

Liu Yunxiang felt his mind shudder. He opened his eyes again and found that he was lying on the Arhat bed. He saw a room with elegant and quiet furnishings.

There was a case in front of her with two account books on it.

The wind blows in through the window, bringing a burst of orchids.

This is... Orchid Garden!

Liu Yunxiang thought of Taoist Hongxuan's words and couldn't help but patted his heart in panic, thinking that if he closed his eyes again, he might go back. She closed her eyes and counted three more times. When she opened her eyes again, she was still in the room. She was not too shocked when someone strode in.

He was wearing a black brocade robe, a jade crown on his head, and a gold belt around his waist. He was extremely noble. At this time, he was furious. He walked around the room several times without looking at her. Finally, he kicked over the chair in the room and started laughing.

It was a low laugh, then a loud laugh, and finally it was crazy.

"Without me, how could her son ascend the throne and become the emperor? Without me, she wouldn't be able to become the Queen Mother! Now that she has gained power, she is intimidated by my military exploits. I don't care about these rights and just give them back to her. But she said that if she lets the tiger go back to the mountain, there will be endless troubles. She accuses me of treason, and accuses my Zhenbei army of treason. If I don’t obey the law, the Zhenbei soldiers will be rebels, and the imperial court will send troops to encircle and suppress them!"

At this point, he laughed even crazier, but his eyes were scarlet and he was full of hostility.

Liu Yunxiang listened as sadly as in the previous life.

At this time, he suddenly came to her, bent down and looked at her, "She is the person I trust most. She wants to kill me. What do you think I should do?"

"..."

At this time in her last life, she was exhausted both physically and mentally from trying to support the big family in Jing'an Hou Mansion. Coupled with Jin You's suppression from time to time, she was even more irritable when facing Yan Mu.

So when he asked, she didn't answer.

"What do you want me to do?"

"..."

He grabbed her hand and stared at her, "If I were to kill someone, the mountains and rivers would be shattered and all living beings would be devastated, but..."

but what?

Liu Yunxiang didn't remember that he said this word, because she was extremely impatient at that time. When he pressed, she said: "You already have an idea in your mind, why bother asking me!"

After that sentence, he sat back in despair, lowered his head and smiled again.

"I am disgusted when I am born with you, but it is a relief to die from you."

She closed her eyes and said, "Yes."

"The late Emperor was my biological father, and I killed him. Shangguan Xu was my stepfather, and I forced him to death. Jin You was someone I trusted, and I regarded her as my sister. She said that I failed her. And you, this Over the years, no matter how I treat you, you just hate me. I really deserve to die, why should I live?"

Then he left like this, with endless despair.

At that time, she probably really wanted to be freed. After he was imprisoned and sentenced to beheading, she breathed a sigh of relief.

The steward of Lanyuan found her and gave her a whole box of banknotes, saying that he had told her to leave Shengjing, drop everything, and go far away.

She didn't want it, so the steward stayed and left. Later, she handed those banknotes to Zhenbei Army.

He fought for Jin You and sacrificed his life for the Zhenbei Army, but what did he do for her?

When he died, she was done with him.

On the day of the beheading, she still went to the execution ground. She watched him kneeling under the guillotine, but he lowered his head and never raised it or looked at her again. The guillotine fell and he died.

No one collected his body for him, so she thought she had benefited from him, so she collected it for him and buried it in the Yan family's ancestral grave.

No one burned paper for him, so she often went over to burn some for him. She didn't think anything of it at the time, but she kept burning paper for decades until she was old, sick, and about to die.

Thinking back on those things, Liu Yunxiang's heart ached, and besides the pain, there was also hatred.

If she didn't love him, there would be nothing to talk about, but she loved him, so she hated him. This hatred has not disappeared for decades.

Hongxuan brought her back to this moment. He stared at her, so nervous that his eyes trembled.

Liu Yunxiang knew it was an illusion, but she still couldn't help but reach out and hold his face, "What if I don't want you to die?"

His eyes widened, "You..."

"Do I want you to live?"

Yan Mu hugged her tightly and said, "Then I will kill one person and not care about anything else. I will only live for you."

Liu Yunxiang sighed sadly and hugged Yan Mu. This was actually her regret. In the following decades, she had been struggling with what would have happened to him if she had said this.

What he answered was the answer she expected.

But in his previous life, he could never answer.

Yan Mu returned to the fire, and everything around him burned. He was trapped in it, without struggling, letting the fire engulf him, while Liu Yunxiang was just a few steps away, looking at her indifferently.

"Yan Mu, I can't save you."

"Did you really try your best?"

"sorry."

She turned around, threw him into the fire, and left decisively.

"Boy, let's count to three more."

one two Three!

They all couldn't wait to count three times. One came back from endless loneliness, and the other came back from despair. The two of them were sweating profusely and panting.

Hongxuan laughed and said, "Look at the mountains in the distance, listen to the birds in the forest, and feel the wind blowing over you. You have returned from your previous life."

Liu Yunxiang's heart was pounding. No one knew what happened in the last life, but she knew it, so at this moment she was afraid that Hongxuan really had such magical powers.

"It's just an illusion." Yan Mu rubbed his forehead and looked at the burning incense beside him. "Your so-called magical power is just because this incense is mixed with something that can cause hallucinations!"

"Your Highness, don't talk nonsense."

Hongxuan was about to push the incense burner behind him, but Yan Mu was faster than him and took the incense in his hand.

"Whether there is anything adulterated or not, let someone who knows how to check it tell you."

Hongxuan smiled helplessly: "Your Highness is so smart, but why does he look so ugly?"

"So I was right?"

Hongxuan shrugged, "There is indeed something added to this incense, but it is not to make you hallucinate, but to let you relax and explore your heart. If you have inner demons deep inside, you will fall into them."

"Did you play the flute just now?" Liu Yunxiang asked.

Hongxuan smiled dryly and said: "The sad sound of this flute will lead your emotions in a bad direction."

Liu Yunxiang glanced at Yan Mu, and it was true that as Hongxuan said, the incense and the sound of the flute made her enter her own inner demons. Perhaps it could not be called inner demons, but knots in her heart, a past that she could not let go of.

"So this is not some magical power." Yan Mu raised his eyebrows.

"Actually, my father was a businessman. In order to make money, he devoted himself to studying these heretical things, and then taught them to me so that I can make a living in the future."

"That is, a charlatan."

"Please respect my father."

Yan Mu snorted: "Then what happened to the sudden change that day?"

"This is a real magical power..."

"The king needs counselors, not charlatans."

Hongxuan spread his hands and confessed: "A poison that can make people temporarily hallucinate is hidden in my sleeve, and when I wave it, it spills out."

"It seems that Taoist priests know a lot."

"I like to think about things when I have nothing to do."

Yan Mu tilted his head, "Taoist fortune telling or divination?"

Hongxuan's eyes lit up, "Your Highness, has Pindao agreed to tell your fortune?"

"I am really curious about what I can hear from the Taoist Priest."

Hongxuan looked at Yan Mu's face, pretending to be inscrutable, then picked up the fly whisk that was placed next to him, flicked it, and saluted, "Your Highness has the appearance of an emperor!"