MTL - Legend of Fu Yao-v5 Chapter 18 Love and hate (2)

The suffering of this world is too difficult to bear. When you open your eyes, you have to cry. Instead of facing the shame of your heart, you should close your eyes and walk into the next cycle in your sleep.

I know that you are definitely not willing to face it.

Then sleep forever.

Yu Heng smiled faintly.

For decades, the time is like a fascination. In the end, she is a phantom. In this life, she is evil. He makes evil for her. He accumulates tired bones in his life and turns into an eternal bed.

In this way, it is also very good.

He smiled softly, his fingers lingering over the woman's face, familiar with the astonishing outline, the constant fragrance for decades, profoundly into the bones.

From the eyes... to the nose... to the lips... I finally stayed in her throat.

"Hey."

A slight cracking sound, everyone is like a lightning strike, a heavy shock.

Yu Heng is still the unchanging look, slowly moving his fingers, the woman's head is soft and down, and she is folded sideless.

Her life was also broken silently in her sleep.

Yu Heng gently stroked the soft head, remembering that many years ago, in a fierce quarrel, he said: "If you go on like this, there will always be a dead place without a burial!"

And she was very proud, and said, "Please, please end me!"

rather……

What you said in this life, I will do it for you after all.

......

The rain is silent.

Meng Fu stepped back and slammed his lips. For the Queen, this kind of death is really cheaper for her. However, what kind of death is just death, there is no need to chatter.

This woman, **** and dirty life, is actually extremely lucky.

Because she has Yu Heng.

She sighed softly and turned to leave. Yu Heng suddenly looked up and smiled at her.

He said: "Thank you."

Meng Fu shakes a glimpse, and even if he sees Yu Heng silent, he hangs his head.

he died.

There is no sign, the top ten of the top ten, the famous Yu Heng in the world, after the endless silent end of the lover, also chose to endlessly silent.

Maybe he broke his heart, maybe he just did it all the time - he lived for her for the rest of his life. When she died, his vitality was automatically broken.

The last sentence of his life was thanks to Meng Fu Sha, who made him ruined.

Thanks to her for fulfilling him in this way.

This life, he stayed on her side, never thought about getting her, but when he finally got her, he finally felt that he was not alive.

The shackles of the life who were respected and admired for chasing, did not fall into the spring rain of this day, and the final brilliance that broke out in the lingering golden light.

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Coming out of the Ten Emperor's House, Meng Fu shook the priests and the eternal cremation of the 璇玑 璇玑 and Yu Heng according to the remains left by the Yu Heng dynasty pamphlet.

At the door, she met Tang Yizhong, who was coming with the long-term Sun Wuji, who controlled the three thousand guards of the Ten Emperor's House. The long-term Sun Wuji talked with him a few days ago. As for what to talk about, Meng Fu didn't know, but today Tang Xiaogong The move has already explained everything.

I heard that the Queen of the Emperor died, Tang Yizhong suddenly opened his mouth, and then heard that he and Yu Heng were buried together, and the chin was dropped.

"You are crazy, aren't you going to step on the face of the royal family? She is a queen! She is going to Anling!"

"I have already stepped on more than one family, and don't care about stepping on one more." Meng Fu waved the understatement.

"That can't let her and Yu Heng be buried together," Tang Yizhong stuttered. "Is that not fulfilling her?"

"You are wrong," Meng Fuyao even more understated. "That is Cheng Yu Yu Heng, not her, a woman like her, the dream after death must be buried in Anling Fengxuan, and always enjoy the incense of the Emperor's ancestral temple? I am not give."

On her side, Zong Yue, who has been silent since the death of the Queen, trembled a little.

Meng Fu shook his eyes and said nothing, but he said to Tang Yizhong: "It’s time to see the poor time, Tang Xiaogong, now please make a choice, or borrow your 100,000 troops from Beijing to solve the problem. Or, I will pay for something, use the big army to solve the problem, you look at it."

"What else is said." Tang Yizhong shrugged. "Who is in the hands of Yuxi, I will listen to anyone."

"Oh?" Meng Fu swayed him, "What about the sacred?"

"The sacred purpose?" Tang Yizhong smiled. "The sacred purpose has not yet covered the jade!"

"That's good, let's go." Meng Fu Shao is very easy to go and leave, do not look at the two, just do not follow.

It is a good thing that she is not rushing, and the two will not mind her bad attitude.

From the road behind the Ten Emperor's House, enter the palace, enter the nearest from the North Palace Gate, and walk from that palace gate, the first to pass through the northwest corner of the palace.

Meng Fu shakes himself to go straight to the main hall, and suddenly stops in front of a ramp.

She leaned slightly to the side and looked at the bush.

After the bush, it is a closed flower wall that crosses the wall of flowers and is the palace that carries her memories.

Meng Fu shakes for a long time, remembering the sudden discovery of the palace room that night, suddenly realized, "The long-term grandson, the night shadow that led us to the waste palace, is the person you arranged?" ”

The long-term Sun Wuji nodded behind her and said, "Yes."

Meng Fu smiled and smiled. He wanted to see how much he remembered? However, he later wants to pull himself away... The long-term grandson has made a decision in his life. In this matter, he is also a contradiction.

She sighed and suddenly opened the bush and walked in.

The long-term Sun Wuji followed, and Zong Yue was in front of the bush.

The long-term Sun Wuji looked back at him and suddenly said: "Some things, for a long time, will become a mole, it is a cure for hemorrhoids, or let it be poisonous, you choose."

Zong Yue closed his eyes slightly and silently passed over the trees.

Meng Fu Sha has crossed the flower wall, pushed open the palace gate, walked through the dust and dust on the floor, and there are footprints on the dust, which was left when she and the great-grandchild Wuji night.

The last footprint was under the window of the ear room, where she glanced at the cabinet and automatically closed the memory.

Meng Fu shakes gently and walks over. The footprints coincide with the seals of the previous days. She calmly stands in front of the window, then bypasses the window and pushes the door and walks in.

At first glance, I saw the cabinet behind the account.

Black, old, after 14 years, the dust is covered with dust.

The cabinet was half hidden behind the account, exactly the same as the second painting of the old road.

Meng Fu shakes down in front of the cabinet, the lock on the cabinet is gone, the cabinet door is half open, and there is a crack in the upper end. There are some black cotton rags and rags inside, which are made by the rats. An unbearable stench.

The long-term grandson suddenly turned his head.

Zong Yue leaned against the door frame. The door was really dirty. It was all gray and cobwebs. He didn't seem to notice it at all. The whole person sank in the gray-yellow light and shadow, mottled and blurred.

Meng Fu Sha suddenly disappeared silently and got into the cabinet.

She plunged into the cabinet, shrunk the bones into the size of the child, gently closed the cabinet door, and then looked out from the upper end of the cracked seam of the cabinet.

She looked at the bed.

The long-term Sun Wuji swayed and leaned forward. She seemed to want to pull her out when she stepped forward, but her hand reached halfway and stopped. She crossed an arc in midair and fell silently and stiffly.

Zong Yue's face is getting whiter and greener. By the door frame, it seems that he has to give the weight of one body to the already faltering door.

Meng Fu shakes to look at the bed.

There was an oil lamp and it was shaking.

...... She waited for her mother in the cupboard, the old road has gone away. When he just touched her, she suddenly remembered that she could move today, so she squatted and bit the finger, the old road screamed and jumped to find medicine. Wrapped with cloth.

Then I heard the noisy vocals. A large group of people suddenly rushed in. The front of the window was full of people. Countless feet walked around in front of her, and then they all quieted. Then someone was jingling, 姗Come here.

The golden red dress squatted on the blue brick floor, seemingly afraid that the ground stained the long skirt, and two maids bent over and took the skirt all the way to follow.

The skirt stopped in front of the cupboard, and she shrank, thinking that the third time she opened the cupboard, the owner of the dress snorted and passed.

Then she heard a somewhat sharp female voice and said, "Bring up the Xu Wan people!"

Her eyes widened in horror, and she heard the sound of whimpering. It seemed that the mouth of the person was blocked. The voice was naturally familiar. The mother who spoke to her every night, even if she was stunned, she could distinguish it.

She couldn't see her feet, and the cloth shoes were walking around, all the eunuch's shoes.

Then I heard the sound of heavy weight going to bed, the sharp female voice: "Twilight this monk, let the palace see what she used to sneak down!"

The sound of the cloth twitching, she closed her eyes and bit her lip.

Suddenly, the air was filled with hot air. Some people came to the bucket and moved it. It was hot water, and there were some subtle iron collisions.

"Is this kind of body?" The female voice slowly smiled. "Red-faced, beautiful, white bones, now you are taking this skin off, I don't know if you can sneak down?"

"Oh!"

The sound of hot water splashing seemed to splash on her heart. She trembled, so the heat felt great cold, and the sound of struggling on the bed became more and more fierce. The female voice was laughing, "Secret Take it away, I want to hear the shackles of this hoof, is it the same as in bed?"

As soon as the cloth was taken away, Xu Wan’s screams volcanicly erupted, and it seemed that the entire palace room had shook.

"Comb! Give me a comb!" the woman yelled. "Let this shameless seduce the **** of the squat, take a look at her own rotten meat!"

"Women--" Xu Wan's body and flesh have been burnt, staring at her in flesh and blood, struggling with swearing, "You will be ashamed and die!"

"Is it? Unfortunately, you can't let the palace die of shame, no one can." The woman sneered, suddenly turned to the head, said, "So a good show, how can you not let the person who saw it see? Come, Give the cabinet a slit for me."

Lightning in front of the eyes, a knife on the cabinet, just to let people see the seam of the bed.

She trembled.

What is it in bed...

A group of blood... a group of meat... a group of people who gradually reveal the bones... The iron comb lifts up and down... brings up the broken meat... The blood splatters the red bed, until it is immersed in the wood forever Do not change... Xu Wan’s screams are blue and bloody, like a cool wind, the painful four-sided collision, slamming into the empty room and holding the chamber...

To wash...the most tragic torture I have ever heard of in the past, born in this woman who raised her to protect her for five years!

And in such darkness, she watched this scene happen!

She was kneeling in the cupboard, leaning against the cold wooden board, like the icebergs in the sky, the coldness of the cold, the darkness mixed with the blood red and the wind swirling down, Hula cheered her, sticky The breath of plasma entangled her, pulling out her heart and liver, and pulling her pieces into pieces and breaking them into gray...

"Oh... not too early, my majesty is almost looking for me." Under the faint disappointment of the oil lamp, the woman with a head full of beads suddenly turned her head, and she still looked at her direction.

On the side of her body, the direction that was originally blocked by her body suddenly turned out to be a young boy in Qingjun's white clothes. The dust was not stained with muscles and bones, and the elegant and alienated emperor was slightly stunned. "Yes, let me handle it." It is."

"Yeah." The Queen patted him. "The more you don't let the woman die too fast, give me her life, let her taste it, and remember to smash the roots."

The boy is speechless.

......

Meng Fu Sha suddenly pushed the cabinet door open.

She pushed so fiercely, and the door of the cabinet was slammed, and the cabinet was split into several pieces of wood, and it fell to the ground.

She closed her for five years, carrying the cabinet of the darkest memory of her childhood, and finally collapsed after fourteen years.

Meng Fu shook his head and didn't go back. He went straight to the bed. The bed was already black. Because it was soaked with Xu Wan's blood, it was not corrupt. She picked up the dark bedding that was broken by the tentacle. There was a glimpse of it.

For a long while, she retracted her hand and found a small cloth bag with a word on the cloth bag. The little jade lotus flower in the cloth bag.

Jade lotus is not a jade lotus, the whole body is reddish, when the jade vein was soaked by blood, it became a blood lotus.

Meng Fu shaked the little one in the palm of his hand, suddenly cold and cold, the blood lotus opened, and a few tumbling on the ground, just rolled to the foot of Zong Yue.

Zong Yue looked at the blood lotus. I don’t know why the fingers were a little trembling. Meng Fu Sha has gone straight, passed Zong Yue, stopped and squeezed from him, the door was narrow, and it was already decaying. Suddenly crowded, the door frame fell, Zong Yue reached out for her, but he fell a gray, Meng Fu shake but did not look away.

She went straight to the door of the palace, slammed against the wall, slammed down on the palace door and squatted on the ground. Meng Fu shook the front and wiped the thick dust with his feet. The two characters were exposed:

"Smoke"

Yanling Palace.

Meng Fu Sha is another foot. This time, it is more ferocious and more fierce. The long-unrepaired palace wall can withstand the power of her, and she squats down.

The wall of the palace collapsed, and the dust and smoke filled the air. Meng Fu shook and refused to let it stand. He stood in the gray dust and looked around.

Her gaze suddenly settled.

Under the left palace wall, a corner of the cloth bag is exposed.

Looking at the cloth bag, Meng Fu shook his body and trembled, but she immediately bit his teeth and strode over.

She crouched down and opened the dirt with her hands and untied the knot.

A pair of white miserable bones fell into her eyes.

Xu Wan.

Xu Wan, buried in the wall of Yanling Palace for fourteen years.

Fourteen years later, she saw the day again and finally met again with this daughter.

The wind blows from a distant place, and the spring breeze can be so cold, with a **** and dark atmosphere like a nightmare fourteen years ago, wheezing and hovering.

Meng Fu shook the bones, and stood in the wall under the half of the palace wall until the cold bones hugged in his arms. The hard and cool bones hardened against her heart. She insisted on the current calm. Finally slowly broke the embankment, she began to tremble, the more the more violent, the more violent, the more I couldn’t stand, and slowly squat down the wall of the palace, kneeling in front of the small pit where the cloth was buried.

Suddenly "squeaky", tears flowed to the face.

So many tears, since I learned the truth that night, I have been crying in my heart. At this moment, I finally burst into the embankment that broke through the heart like a flood. She didn’t cover her crying, crying and crying. The crying of the convulsions, the crying of the darkness, the tears of spring water dripping on the bones in the hands, dyeing the bones, weighing them up, sinking them in the heart, sharply broken bones , through the heart of the pain.

......The wall is pressed for so many years... I am tired of you...

...the evil woman is really ashamed and dead... Your daughter avenged you...

...... I am very good now... The most expensive of the continents... Wang...

Sorry... I used to blame you for abandoning me, not looking for you... sorry...

... next life, stay away from the palace...

The moonlight gradually rose up, a shadow of the shadows, sketching the deep and shallow outline of the broken palace wall, and seeing the woman in black with tears in front of the abandoned palace. Seeing the name of the five continents Meng Mengwang, the most desolate state of mind in this life.

After a long time, she carefully took the cloth bag, hugged it in her arms and stood up.

Then she turned her head.

Staring at Zong Yue.

Staring at the Zong Yue who has been stiffened by the dust of the door frame since the Xu Wan bones were found by Meng Fu.