Fast Travel: The Mountains and the Seas Are Allies

Chapter 77

After saying that, the little girl's arms were twisted and turned, and she was instantly out of the control of the two people who were holding her.

Du Ruo turned pale with fright when he saw it, and before he could even react, he had already stepped forward to block Fourth Master Mao.

As a result, the little girl slammed directly to the other side.

Blood splattered.

Du Ruo even felt that he had seen the white color in it.

Looking at the back standing in front of her, Du Ruo closed her eyes and suppressed the nausea, but the picture of the blood color as the background, splashed with white spots, and the dead silent eyes that had been open all the time was nothing like that. It seemed to be haunting her eyes all the time.

Jiufujin and Shifujin's faces were extremely ugly, they really regretted it, even if they were accused of being disciplined, it was much better than seeing such a situation now!
As for the Fourteen Fujin that he asked for, his knees were already weak, and he leaned against the noodle-like girl whose legs were also weak, supporting each other.

"Send the three Fujins out of the palace and back home."

"The courtier's wife will leave."

It wasn't until they got on the carriage and got farther and farther away from the purple palace gate that Jiu Fujin and Shi Fujin relaxed their hearts. They looked at each other's red hands, with tears in their eyes, as if they had escaped from death.

Du Ruo was lying on the bed, hugging Fourth Master Mao's arm tightly, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

In the end, he did not kill Ba Fu Jin, but directly ordered Ba Fu Jin to divorce his wife.In the heart of Fourth Master Mao, Mr. Guo Luoluo is probably not worthy of the position of his good eighth brother, Fujin!He also didn't want Guo Luoluo to disturb his good brother's life when he went to the underworld.

To be honest, she didn't know which was better for Guo Luoluo, between being suspended and being given to death.

At the same time, it has been ten days since the Ulanara family moved out of the palace, and the Forbidden City has also been quiet for ten days.

In the end, the person was still not saved.

Du Ruo, dressed in plain clothes, stood at the front of the clan's female family members. Following the instructions of the Ministry of Rites, he followed each instruction and moved like a robot.

Before midsummer, as if fleeing, Shengjia arrived at Yuanmingyuan in a very hasty manner.

With the cooler temperature, Du Ruo's heart gradually dispelled the impetuousness of the previous days.

As long as Fourth Master Mao didn't summon the ministers to discuss the state affairs, she would accompany her in the Qinzheng Qinxian Hall. If someone came, she would go to the back of the warm pavilion by herself and wait for them to leave before coming out.

One of the two sat at the desk, holding a pen to review the memorial, and the other leaned on the couch, embroidering and practicing calligraphy and reading a picture book. Even if they hadn't spoken a word for a couple of hours, they were both very comfortable and at ease. , every time the warm color revealed by tacit understanding, it coats the house with layers of warmth that cannot be described in words.

Within two days, the fourth master issued an order to confer Hongxi, the eldest son of the deposed prince, as Prince Li, and asked the fifth master to build a garden for Prince Li.

And Prince Li in the palace was finally in a stable condition and gradually recovered.

In November of the second year of Yongzheng, Prince Li's garden was completed. Prince Li and his younger brothers and sisters stayed in the palace. The deposed prince and his female family left the Forbidden City early in the morning. A group of more than [-] carriages quietly left the city. Door.

That night, the Taishang Huang died.

Du Ruo looked at Mr. Mao, who had lost a lot of weight in just a month, feeling heartbroken and feeling a little resentful in his heart.

The fourth master seemed to have a feeling, and held Du Ruo's hand comfortingly: "Huang Ama has believed me."

What do you believe?Believe me, you won't take action on his precious waste prince? !
Fourth Master shook his head and continued to copy the scriptures.

For the next ten years, Du Ruo and Fourth Master Mao accompanied each other to marry daughters-in-law and girls, and to welcome grandchildren, great-grandchildren and great-grandchildren.

The root system is stable, the trunk is strong, and the branches and leaves are becoming more and more lush and towering.

"My son pays his respects to Er Niang."

Du Ruo smiled and put down the embroidery shed in his hands, looked at his son who was nearly forty years old and had just completed his third year on the throne. He urged Huanhua to ask someone to take out the clothes she had cut for Hong Ao and ask Hong Ao to try them on.

"Made by my mother, I know it won't fit any better without even trying it on."

"You know how to coax me!" Du Ruo had a smile on her face, as if the years had treated her particularly favorably, she had been widowed for three years, but she still didn't lose much of her color.

"Ah Guibing has trained well, he looks like an uncle."

"Garudai gave birth to a pair of dragon and phoenix three days ago, and Bachunhe was so happy that he couldn't get on a horse. It was Zhabu Shan who was so angry that she had been studying for more than ten years and the twins were still missing. It's the first birth."

"This immature temper! She's a mother-in-law and she's jealous of her own daughter!"

"Yonghuang's daughter-in-law is pregnant again. Deng Yan said it was twins. He was so happy that he got very drunk and was dizzy for several days."

That night, the Old Summer Palace held a family banquet, and Hong Yi, Hong Yan, Hong Xian and Zha Bushan gathered together with their sons, daughters, grandchildren and grandchildren.

Du Ruo was so happy that he took out the mountain tray wine brewed three years ago today and drank four glasses in a row. He didn't obediently put down the glass cup until his youngest grandson stopped him from drinking.

In the oily yellow glass cup, a branch of vines climbs up the rock around the body of the cup, and there are many grape fruits hanging on the vines.

Early on the next morning, Zabushan waited a long time to see his mother-in-law having breakfast. When he went in to call, he heard sobbing before he even stepped into the door. His heart skipped a beat and he rushed in in a panic. When he entered the room, he saw slaves kneeling all over the room.

She rushed into the side room in a panic, and what she saw was Huanmao who was kneeling on the bedside and crying uncontrollably.

"The empress dowager is dead!"

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When Du Ruo regained consciousness, he felt cold all over his body, like a dead body, his chest was still sticky, and his nose was full of bloody smell, so thick that he couldn't breathe.

When she opened her eyes in a daze, it took a moment for her eyes to become clearer. The first thing she saw was a big Buddha, her eyes were slightly closed, and then there were corpses and wreckage all over the ground.

"Hiss~" Du Ruo was startled and subconsciously stood up, but was pulled back from her thoughts by the severe pain in her chest. Looking at the 'hole' in her chest and the blood-stained clothes on the front, she felt dizzy even more. .

Not daring to hesitate, Du Ruo directly took the drop of jade ointment from his backpack and swallowed it in his mouth.

The scalding temperature rushed down his throat and instantly flowed to his limbs. Du Ruo even felt that he could feel the growth of flesh in his chest.

An hour later, Du Ruo was able to shuttle flexibly through this ruined temple. If she hadn't been so smelly at this moment, no one would have guessed that she had just been stabbed through the chest with a sword and almost died. .

No, the original body is really dead.

Du Ruo hid behind the Buddha statue, closed his eyes and silently retrieved the memory of the original body.

No!

still none!

Nothing at all!

Even if he didn't want to, Du Ruo could only approach and touch the corpses, in order to find some clues from these people.

After flipping through everything, Du Ruo put the gold, silver, jewelry and clean clothes into his mobile phone, squatted back behind the Buddha statue, and wiped his body with a large bucket of mineral water taken out from the storage shelf. The information in my mind was simply connected.

(End of this chapter)