Master wants to hug

Fang Su's eyes looked at her a little hairy.

"Master Hou?" Jiang Hanyi asked uneasily.

"You go out first," Fang Su said, "and don't let anyone in."

Jiang Hanyi has been by Fang Su's side for nearly ten years, when has he ever seen her look so tired, he couldn't help saying: "Master Hou, your body is important."

Fang Su waved his hand, telling her to shut up and go out.

Jiang Hanyi had no choice but to close the door and go out.

"Little girl," Fang Su whispered, "Everyone is gone, get up."

"Yueming." She sat on the edge of the bed, held Yueming's cold hand, "Get up."

"Don't scare me." She said slowly.

"do not scare me."

"Yueming." Fang Su sighed, "Yueming."

"Little apprentice?"

Naturally, there was no response.

"Get up, it's dawn, look."

She nodded her chin towards the glowing window, and said, "How long is it, are you still awake?"

"Yueming, this Marquis promises you, and this Marquis promises you," Fang Su said in a hoarse voice, "If you don't want to be an apprentice, don't do it, and if you don't want to be a lover, don't do it. Just do it... Madam Hou, you It's Madam Hou."

She regretted it.

Very sorry.

She can't wait to change last night for a lifetime and tell Yueming that Benhou gave you this title.

"From today onwards, you are Madam Pingyanghou," Fang Su said, "You are. As long as this Marquis is still alive, as long as this Marquis is still Pingyanghou, you are Madam Pingyanghou."

"In any case, no matter who it is, it will not change."

"Morrow, no, this afternoon, Benhou will go to see His Majesty," Fang Su said softly, "Benhou Mingmei is marrying you in, whoever dares to say no," her tone unconsciously added a bit of ruthlessness. Li, "This Marquis will kill anyone."

"Ma'am," she said solemnly.

"Ma'am," she said, "Yueming."

"Look at me."

"Look at me, Ben Hou... please."

A drop of water fell on Yueming's face.

Yes……

Is it... Ben Hou's tears?

Fang Su looked at the little apprentice blankly, and suddenly burst out laughing.

Her hands were shaking so badly that she finally covered her face hastily.

Tears kept streaming down the fingers.

She thought of the Fang Mansion that had been burnt to ashes, and the person whose bones could not be found.

She thought of the wounds and punishments she had received from the country.

She didn't cry.

She didn't cry until she killed Emperor Cheng.

The time when she really cried was when she finally built another square mansion in the same place, with carved cornices that looked exactly like they did back then.

She stood beside the fresh black brick and white wall, tears fell suddenly.

That kind of indescribable, indescribable, indescribable grievance.

The world is so big, but there is no grievance for shelter.

The clothes are fragrant and the temples are beautiful, but there is no grievance from a confidant around her.

She was extremely wronged, but no one could tell.

No matter how uncomfortable it is, I can only swallow it in my stomach.

She punched the wall with her fist, cracking her knuckles.

So she cried uncontrollably.

Jiang Hanyi who came after hearing the news carefully asked her what was wrong.

Master Fang Hou showed her her blood-stained hand that could no longer move, and said, "It's broken, it hurts so much."

In fact, it's not just the hands that hurt?

For this reason, she didn't touch the sword for half a year.

It's just that hand disease can be cured, but heart injury cannot be cured.

Because no matter how clever a doctor is, he can't save a dead person.

From now on, she could only swallow the great grievances in the court and rivers and lakes, mouthful with blood in her mouth.

Her Marquis of Pingyang is the commander-in-chief of Xichang Shifu Army.

So she can't cry.

There can be no more things like breaking bones without authorization.

But since I chose it by myself, no matter how much I am wronged, it is not considered wronged.

She thought she had shed tears a long time ago, but she didn't expect that she still couldn't restrain herself today.

You are the Marquis of Pingyang.she said to herself.

you can't cry.

"I, Fang Suke, can't teach such a squeamish apprentice. You are a student of Marquis Pingyang, so you can't cry even if anyone can cry."

"What are you afraid of? If the sky falls, won't you still have me? Can it hurt you?"

"You will."

"These two words are not bad, why don't you be my daughter for this Marquis."

"I've wronged you for letting you enter the Marquis's mansion, right? Little Marquis doesn't want to do it, do you want to go to heaven?"

Things are different, but that's all.

She was able to kill Su Qiu and return to Fang Mansion, but she couldn't keep the dead.

Really... can't keep it.

She has power over the world, but so what?

She couldn't keep it.

She didn't move until the tears dried in the palm of her hand.

"lady."

She bent down and kissed Yueming's lips for the first time without warning or teasing.

It was so cold, like a block of ice.

"lady."

She is waiting.

It's just that she couldn't wait until the blood from the corner of her mouth dripped onto Yueming's lips.

She wiped the blood from Yueming's mouth with her fingers, and it seemed that she also had some blood on her body.

The days are so rushed that many things are too late.

Today blood is used as rouge, plain clothes are used as wedding robes, smoke is used as flame, and tea is used as wine.

The Marquis and his wife are living together.

"Ma'am, ma'am."

"Yueming."

She still couldn't hold back a few drops of Jingui's tears, and they all fell on Yueming's face, wasting her mouth.

Moonlight...

What is the world today?

This Marquis and his wife will last forever.

……

Fang Su had a dream. She hadn't had a dream for many years, so it left a deep impression on her.

In the dream, there was a little child squatting on the ground crying.

She didn't know why it passed, and asked patiently: "Whose family are you a child?"

The child had beautiful blue eyes, prettier than the jewels in her mother's crown she had seen when she was a child.

"My name is Yueming." She sobbed.

"Yueming," Fang Su said with a smile: "Shoude Yunkai sees Yueming, isn't it? What a good name, why are you here? Why are you crying?"

She felt familiar, but she didn't know where it was familiar.

"My master doesn't want me anymore." The child's voice was hoarse from crying, and it sounded pitiful.

"I'll take you to find her, okay?" She picked up the child and said, "Don't cry, be good."

The child obediently stretched out his arms to hug her neck, and whispered: "My master is very kind to me."

"How can you be willing to leave you here if you're really nice to you?" Fang Su snorted.

"Because, because," the child said anxiously, "I don't know why." She was suddenly discouraged.

Her eyes should have been full of stars, but at this moment they were dim.

"Ah, it's the Marquis who was wrong. Your master likes you very much." Master Fang didn't know how to coax people. His tongue was like a lotus flower at first, but now he is too stupid. "She must have something important to do, isn't it? is you."

"Really?" The child raised his eyes suddenly.

"Really," Fang Su didn't know why his tone was so gentle.

"What did I lie to you for?"

"Then let's pull the hook, shall we?"

"Okay," Fang Su stretched out his hand, "Let's pull the hook."

The child hooked her softly.

"Lian Lian, you and I agreed for a hundred years, if anyone dies at the age of 97, he will wait on the bridge for three years."

If someone dies at the age of 97, he will wait on the bridge for three years.

Wait three years.

Didn't you say yes, live a long life?

Fang Su suddenly felt a pain for no reason.

It's really uncomfortable.

"who are you?"

The child blinked and said, "I am Yueming."

Yueming is...who?

The scenery is unpredictable.

The child did not know when it disappeared.

What is left is Fang Su and the peach blossom forest full of fragrance.

There was a person standing in the forest, wearing a red dress, it looked too good-looking, but it looked like a ghost.

Fang Su didn't bring a sword, and her intuition told her it was dangerous.

But she walked on anyway.

The man turned around, and it really was Zhang Qingcheng's face.

"Are you coming to marry me?" she asked.

"what?"

"You are here to marry me." She repeated, and then took Fang Su's hand.

"It's so cold." She seemed to be cold, and she withdrew her hand and was held by Fang Su again.

"I'm here to marry you." Fang Su said.

"That's why you're here?" Yue Ming seemed a little dissatisfied.

"Without a betrothal gift, without a matchmaker, and without any jokes, how dare you come to marry me?"

Fang Su said, "Isn't Ben Hou here?"

Isn't Ben Hou here?

Yes, Fang Suzai.

If Fang Su was here, what else could he ask for?

"If I don't marry, I won't marry," the child said in a rare coquettish manner, "I just won't marry."

"Then how are you willing to marry?"

"Kiss me, really kiss me, don't lie to me, don't coax me, don't bully me."

Fang Su kissed him kindly.

Yueming wiped his lips and said in a low voice: "It's so nice to kiss, I don't know how many people I have practiced with before."

Fang Su was laughed angrily, and said: "I can't even kiss, and I can't not kiss, little girl, why are you so busy."

"You despise me before you get married, right?" Yueming asked with a flat mouth.

"Don't dare, madam is the biggest." Fang Su said.

She didn't even believe it when she said it out, she would be so coaxing to others one day.

"Then, just kiss again."

"Where is my dear?"

"Where do you say kiss?" Yueming asked a little reproachfully.

Fang Su kissed her face coldly.

She was shocked by the cold.

"what happened?"

"It's so cold on you."

"I..." She paused, and said, "Of course the body of a dead person is cold, otherwise how could it be called a dead person?"

Fang Su took a few steps back and said, "Yueming."

"I'm here," Yueming said, "I've always been here."

"It's just master, where have you been? Where were you when I was drinking?" She tilted her head and asked.

Fang Su seemed to be choked by someone, unable to say anything.

"No, you are here, you are by my side. But why didn't you tell me?"

"Because you don't want me anymore, right? You also want to kill me by someone else, right?"

"No...it's not..."

"what is that?"

"Yes……"

She woke up suddenly, her clothes were soaked through.

Not noon, but morning.

The soft morning light came in, making people feel warm.

Fang Su narrowed his eyes and called out to Yueming.

No one answered.

Where has this girl gone?she thinks.

The clothes on her body were too wet, and she felt uncomfortable wearing them, so she said loudly: "Come here."

Hearing her call, Jiang Hanyi hurried in.

"Master Hou."

Fang Su was taken aback, and said, "Why are you?"

"Master Hou, you have not been in good health recently, so the subordinates have taken care of you personally. If you are not considerate, please apologize to Master Hou."

Fang Su nodded and said: "I see, how long has Benhou been sleeping?"

Jiang Hanyi said: "It's been three days."

It has indeed been three days since Fang Su passed out in that room.

"So long?" Fang Su was a little surprised, but also a little ridiculous, and said, "No wonder I had such a long dream."

"Is... what dream?"

"I dreamed that something happened to Yueming." Fang Su frowned slightly, "It's not a good sign, let's not talk about it. Where is Yueming's girl? Where did she go? I didn't see her just now."

"What's wrong? Talk to me. Jiang Hanyi?"

The author has something to say: Sorry, there is an error in the update time.

But it's all between twelve o'clock.