This female ghost is obviously very beautiful

Zhu Xi's face froze: "Are you serious?"

The queen turned her head away and paused word by word: "It can't be more serious, how can a country have no heirs? If you want to have a child in the future, the emperor must come in person. The blood of the Feng family is flowing in the body of the concubine."

The emperor's face became more and more ugly, and she wanted to care about it, but seeing the empress's face died down again, she could only ask in a lack of breath: "So, if you don't have royal blood in you, you still have to find a man to have a child?"

The queen nodded: "The affairs of the country are not tolerated by ministers and concubines..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly felt her whole body soaring into the air.

Seeing her hugging herself and walking towards the side of the bed, the queen kept staring at her, and there was some throbbing that made it hard to breathe, her heart was clamoring suddenly, her face blushed slightly, and she whispered: "Put me down quickly, now It's daytime!"

"You still have to choose a time for boudoir fun?" The emperor sneered, and threw her onto the bed, holding her hands from top to bottom and raised them on the pillow above her head: "Have a good time today, and I will find a man tomorrow. But I can't take care of you anymore."

The Queen's body froze when she heard the words, she gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, barely avoiding the prying eyes of the people above her.

Zhu Xi buried her head in her neck, her exhaled breath scalded that area of ​​skin, she finally couldn't bear to stab the queen with her words, and sighed: "You know my heart, why are you so angry at me?"

The queen gritted her teeth and said nothing, Zhu Xi sighed in compromise, hugged her around half a circle, hugged her into her arms, and spanked her buttocks punitively.

The queen's face was stiff, and then she looked at the emperor in disbelief, as if she couldn't believe that she treated her like a child.

"Look at what I'm doing, shouldn't you hit me?" The emperor frowned and said, "I've already thought about adopting the youngest son of the second emperor's uncle and declaring that I was injured and inhumane. If that's the case, In the future, no one will embarrass you, saying that you are jealous and cannot have children."

The queen blinked, and the eye circles instantly turned red.

The emperor caressed her back lightly, with a downcast expression: "It was I who harmed you..."

The queen closed her eyes and buried her head on her chest. The sandalwood on Zhu Xi's body enveloped her sense of smell and the time of her life.

"Zifeiyu, know the joy of fish?"

The two hugged quietly on the bed for a while, and the queen suddenly thought of the woman who bloomed like a flower and then withered for a short time, with a sad expression on her face: "I don't know what happened to Miss Yuan..."

The emperor smiled and said: "I heard that she has been doing good deeds. Wherever there is a disaster, there is her figure. The people love her very much and respect her as a living Bodhisattva."

"There will always be rewards for doing good deeds. If Miss Yuan hadn't pleaded for Princess Zhaoyi back then, how could Princess Zhaoyi have broken into the Hall of Martial Ying and revealed the whereabouts of the antidote?"

The emperor was silent for a long while, and said: "I am sorry for them."

The queen couldn't help sneering: "Then you really have a lot of people who are sorry."

"At that time, I was obsessed with ghosts and felt that I couldn't let the tiger go back to the mountain, so I poured Zhu Zhaoyi with a lot of saffron," said the emperor, "Let's not talk about her, just talk about those people. Although I spared their lives, the men were all sentenced to castration, and the women were all poured with mercury. , I don't want them to stay behind, I'm afraid, afraid of Xue Linzhou's situation."

The queen felt the emperor's depressed mood, and comforted her softly: "We have a different stand from them, and it's not your fault."

The word 'we' touched Zhu Xi's heartstrings deeply. She hugged her queen and was extremely satisfied.In this deep palace, she is not alone after all.

In the early autumn, Banditquan Villa is extraordinarily gorgeous surrounded by a large number of red maple leaves. The servants are cleaning the red maple covered on the ground. Occasionally, a naughty little girl passes by and brings many leaves. The servants sweep it once for nothing. Dare to say anything.

The other party is the young master's younger sister, she is not close but is better than close, she really can't afford to offend her.

Tired of playing, Yu Fengsheng went to Yuan Shuangqing's study, but he didn't see her, so he approached Dongyin to act like a spoiled child: "Sister Dong'er, where is my sister?"

Dongyin looked into the distance, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Today is Miss Abai's burial in Huqi, every year she goes to the grave, have you forgotten?"

"How can I remember this?" Yu Fengsheng let go of Dongyin's arm, as if he had a feeling.

I heard from my sister before that she has a very good and important person. At first she thought it was Mr. Zhang, but when she came to Bandit Spring Villa, she thought it was Dongyin. Only later did she vaguely know that that person was actually a deceased.

Everyone said that her sister could not wait any longer.The master said so, and Dongyin also said the same.

Yuan Shuangqing didn't seem to be in a hurry, she was busy when she was supposed to be busy, and calm when she was supposed to rest.

Yuan Shuangqing will be [-] after the Chinese New Year, she is still unmarried, she is considered an old girl, Zhang Zizhong has threatened and lured her, even threatened her with death, but she can't make her compromise.

Yuan Shuangqing was annoyed by what was said at the time, and said very calmly: "Master, if you want to persecute me with death, then you can go first, and my apprentice promises to meet you in the underworld and cross the bridge of Naihe together. Can be reincarnated into a womb."

"You...you unscrupulous villain..." Zhang Zizhong glared angrily, pointing at her for a long while speechless.

In the end, he just let it go.

Yuan Shuangqing picked a load of earth and put it on the grave, then sat on the ground beside the tombstone, took out wine and filled two glasses, she picked up the wine glass and touched the other, and said in a low voice: "Ah Bai, you Was it hard to wait?"

"In these years, I always remember the wish I made in your graveyard at that time, and I have done all good deeds. I just hope that God will open his eyes and don't take away my broken body too early," Yuan Shuangqing said with a smile, leaning on the tombstone : "In any case, I must live longer than Master, so you don't have to worry, Master's health has become worse and worse these years. Although it is unfilial to say this, but... it is all true."

"Are you okay? Abai," Yuan Shuangqing gulped down: "I heard from Xing Tian that you are fighting against the evil spirits in your body. He said that you are very tenacious, and occasionally when you regain your sanity, you are always shouting my name."

There was deep thought in her eyes: "It's been a long time... I haven't heard you call me Qingqing."

Yuan Shuangqing suddenly remembered that her master had asked her not long ago, why she was obsessed with Xue Changxi.

Yuan Shuangqing just shook her head at that time, and wrote the word Xue Changxi stroke by stroke on the paper, piercing the back of the paper.

Changxi is the joy in her eyes when she was young, the white moonlight and the cinnabar mole. There will be no second young man in this life, and I will never meet another Changxi who can make her do everything and hold a piece of baby heart.

She doesn't have the energy to love the second person anymore, because her heart is already occupied.

The setting sun was sinking, Yuan Shuangqing silently put away the wine glass, and walked out of the forest with a burden. The afterglow cast on her thin back, stretching the shadow very long.

In the winter of the second year, Zhang Zizhong collapsed as if his body had been pulled. Yuan Shuangqing searched for famous doctors, but he still couldn't save his old life.

One day, Zhang Zizhong's complexion became extremely ruddy, and he had an appetite to eat a large bowl of rice. After eating, he lay on the bed for a while, and called Yuan Shuangqing to the bedside, saying that he was going to see the snow.

Yuan Shuangqing should have refused, but looking at the master's cloudy eyes, she couldn't say anything. Together with her servants, she carried him to the wheelchair, wrapped him tightly in a fur coat, and covered her legs with a blanket, not at ease. , and filled the kettle with hot water for him to cover, and then pushed him outside the door and under the eaves.

Zhang Zizhong squinted his eyes, looked at the falling snowflakes calmly, held a hot water bottle in his hand, and said with a smile: "It is rare to live at seventy, and I happen to be seventy this year, and I have lived so many years longer than Mrs. Yuan. It is worth it." The old people are walking in front of me, so I should obey the destiny."

The spirit at this moment is probably the flashback before she died. Yuan Shuangqing actually knew it all. She had already made sufficient psychological preparations for her master's old age, but she still couldn't help but mourn deeply.

"Shuangqing, Master has something that I've been keeping from you." Zhang Zizhong turned his head to look at Yuan Shuangqing, and Yuan Shuangqing knelt down in front of the wheelchair as good as he could, and let his eyes fall on his face.

"That year in Princess Chonghua's tomb, Abai didn't take the initiative to stab me. She stopped before that," Zhang Zizhong said here, probably because he thought of something bad, he became more excited and gasped slightly: "It was that Nizi... that Nizi...he pushed me and knocked me against the sword. Ah Bai...she is innocent."

Yuan Shuangqing felt a bitter feeling in her heart. She knew the truth, but she didn't feel any joy.

Zhang Zizhong was so excited that he found her hand on the wheelchair and held it firmly: "Master is going to die, so I'll see it away. If you want to live like a walking corpse, I might as well let you do what you want. Shuangqing, Don't blame Master..."

Yuan Shuangqing had tears in her eyes and shook her head vigorously: "I don't blame Master, I will never blame you."

"That's good, that's good..." Zhang Zizhong settled the deepest concern in his heart, and the last gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes. His hand holding Yuan Shuangqing began to tremble and loosen, and his voice became intermittent: "That Nizi ……That……"

Zhang Zizhong didn't catch his breath, and suddenly lost all his voice. He took one last nostalgic glance at the white-capped mountain in the distance, slowly closed his eyes, and then his hand slipped...

People die like lights go out.

Later, Yuan Shuangqing often wondered, what exactly were the words that Master did not finish at that time?Maybe he still hated Zhang Yiyou, and really treated him like his own child, and wanted to see him before he died.

After all, he and Zhang Yiyou are father and son, but they love each other in the wrong way. After all, they passed by each other and arrived in a strange land.

One month after Zhang Zizhong was buried, Chang Xian put on a white scarf and knelt in front of Yuan Shuangqing's desk. Mao urged him to recommend himself: "I heard that the young master will go far away, and the villain is willing to share your worries."

Yuan Shuangqing raised her eyebrows lightly: "Who did you listen to? Dongyin?"

Chang first bowed his head and remained silent.

"Don't think I don't know. You abducted my people, and you still want me to reuse you?" Yuan Shuangqing gave a scare, and seeing that Chang Xian didn't move, as if she had punched cotton, she shook her head in discouragement. Waving his hand: "This Bandit Spring Villa lacks a housekeeper, you can do it, I believe in your ability and in your character, I have no other requirements for you, as long as you treat Dongyin well."

Chang Xian took the order and was not overjoyed. Yuan Shuangqing looked at him and said earnestly: "My trip to a faraway place is different from the past, and I may be trapped and unable to return. This bandit spring villa, if I am not here, its surname is Yu ,do you understand?"

Chang Xian didn't hesitate at all: "The villain understands, the one surnamed Yuan is not here, it is the one surnamed Yu, don't worry, I will take good care of Miss Fengsheng when she grows up."

At that time, Yuan Shuangqing was wearing a white belt around his waist, and he was still observing his filial piety, so he hurried to find Xing Tian and asked him to take him to the underworld.