After I die, my wife becomes a tyrant

Three hundred guards, holding sabers in their hands, filed into the East Palace.

The East Palace is very large, with five huge main halls built from south to north——

Mingde Hall, Chongjiao Hall, Lizheng Hall, Guangtian Hall, Chengen Hall.

There are other buildings on both sides of each hall, Zuozangku, Neifang, Youchunfang, Zuochunfang, Chongwen Hall, Chongren Hall, Chongwen Hall, Ming Fu Yuan, Dianshan Kitchen, Yiqiu Palace, Yichun Palace, Yichun Beiyuan...

The Cheng'en Palace where Yulu, Yuzhen, and Yuzhen study essays is a remote "cold palace" in the East Palace. The three young masters all live in Yichun Beiyuan in the northwest corner of the Cheng'en Palace. Mother-in-law, no one is allowed to step into Yichun Beiyuan, Shi Lang will closely monitor here.

They were not welcomed by courtiers because they were the heirs of traitors.

The public didn't know their existence, because if when the time came to register the son, the public knew that the one who was registered was the heir of a traitor, and it might cause violent turmoil.

Earlier, Hua Muyu thought about adopting under her knees, after all, she had to consider who would be her successor.

When the courtiers were questioned privately, the courtiers had different opinions, some agreed, and some strongly opposed it, so they had to put it aside for the time being.

The guards who searched everywhere searched the garden with weeds, and finally came to the Lizheng Hall and the palace where Hua Changan was imprisoned.

The three of Xie Tingyuan, who were grinding the iron they could find into sharp weapons, suddenly noticed that so many guards were rushing in, and the three of them hurried out of the hole in the wall to escape.

General Lang searched under the bed, table case, and Zhu cabinet, and then went to the annexe for bathing in the dormitory. The scent of burning spiritual grass inside was very strong. He looked suspiciously at Hua Chang'an outside. The smell on his body was not so strong. , How could the aroma of the ear chamber be so strong.

Suspicious, Lang will search the ear room more carefully. The water in the bathtub is a little cloudy, the clothes are scattered, and the rock-polished floor is clean, but there are a few scratches on the floor. mark.

I couldn't figure out the reason for this detail, and when I turned back to look at Hua Changan, I noticed several light bruises on his face.

"Who beat the lord?" General Lang asked in a slightly contemptuous tone.

Hua Changan narrowed his eyes coldly: "Ye Qiufeng hit him, who else?"

"Oh," General Lang snorted coldly, "It's a pity, why didn't I beat you to death, collaborating with the enemy, treason, harming the country and the people, and killing so many of my colleagues, I still have the face to live."

With a mocking sound, Lang Jiang left the dormitory, Hua Changan gritted his teeth, and smashed the tea tables and round stools out of the window one after another with shame|humiliation and anger.

……

"My mansion, I have searched, and there is nothing unusual." Du Weihui, the leader of the guards, reported.

Hua Muyu nodded, and after the captain retreated, he turned to look at Ye Qiufeng:

"Are you relieved?"

Ye Qiufeng smiled wryly, nodded, and hid his left hand on one side, at this moment, counting Xiao Liuren again, it was weird——

Still lingering and dying.

"I'm going to see the little masters."

Ye Qiufeng stood up and was about to leave the inner hall when Hua Muyu held her up:

"Let's go together, I really want to see, if you were you, how would you teach young children."

"Well, I haven't really thought about that."

The two chatted and walked towards Cheng'en Hall. They talked about the possibility that they could see Shuoyue one day, but they didn't know the exact date. They would inevitably think about the sad past before they got married.

Before getting married, although Ye Qiufeng was a little flustered, he was also faintly excited and happy. At that time, he didn't know what Hua Muyu was in the mood, so when he looked at the new moon of the first day of junior high school, he tentatively confessed his love to her, but received a slightly contemptuous smile , and a cold refusal——

"Really? No need."

It was the first time I was heartbroken, and every time I think about it, I feel very sad. I have been sad for many years. In order to make myself give up and avoid the calf being pulled by the imperial rod, she passed the county magistrate exam and went to Juzhang. Sometimes because I wanted to see her But when he returned to Xifu, every time he came back, he had to be whipped with willow sticks.

Forget it, it’s all over anyway, let’s not mention it, only after suffering can we know how sweet candy is.

Today is very sweet.

When walking past Chongwen Hall, Lizheng Hall was on the right, neither of them raised their eyes to look there.

"There are so many classics in the Chongwen Museum, is it more appropriate to arrange the young master to the Chongwen Museum?"

Ye Qiufeng felt that Yichun Beiyuan was too remote, it was a neglected place, if a young boy realized that he was being neglected, he would feel very uncomfortable.

"Let's talk again."

Hua Muyu was not interested in thinking about this question. Those three young children were the ones who made her feel complicated. She had no possibility of liking them, but she also felt that they were born with innocent crimes and were somewhat innocent.

During the brief silence, there was a gaze that was staring at their approaching steps.

When Xie Tingyuan secretly raised assassins for his father, he also learned a few skills from someone who is good at flying blades. As long as he has a flying blade and is sharp enough, he has the confidence to hit it with one blow.

After evading searches for four years, he is more confident that he can still escape arrest after making a move. He will never catch me. Even if he can't kill you by mistake, he will piss you off.

Seeing the enemy who destroyed the family, the overwhelming anger was hard to contain.

Ten feet, nine feet, eight feet...

Hiding in the corner of the wall, Xie Tingyuan raised his arm and held a rough but sharp iron bar in his hand when the visual distance was only about three feet (10 meters).

"I'm used to being on your right."

The moment the sharp iron object was thrown by Xie Tingyuan, Hua Muyu suddenly walked from Ye Qiufeng's left side to her right side.

When Ye Qiufeng nodded and switched his right hand to hold her, he suddenly noticed that Hua Muyu's body trembled, and his hand was clenched abruptly.

Looking up, she was staring in surprise, and then she turned her head in pain, trying to look at her back, blood dripped down her arm.

Ye Qiufeng was so startled that his blood froze all over his body, he hurried around, the rough sharp instrument pierced her back and right shoulder, and dazzling blood gushed out.

"There are assassins! Protect the mansion!"

The ten guards who followed quickly reacted and drew their swords to guard the surroundings.

After Xie Tingyuan took the shot, he ran away immediately, drilled the hole dug at the bottom of the wall back to the Lizheng Hall, and hid the hole well.

"Guards! There are assassins! Block the East Palace!"

The leading lieutenant of the accompanying army roared among the guards, and the nearby guards quickly drew their swords to guard and scattered to hunt down suspicious persons.

Ye Qiufeng hugged Hua Muyu in a panic, he had no time to take care of the severe pain in his ankle due to the load, let alone go to catch the assassin himself, and ran to Jingcheng Palace.

If Hua Muyu hadn't suddenly wanted to go to her right side, the sharp weapon was clearly aimed at her, aiming at her heart.

Because he was slightly taller than Hua Muyu, the sharp weapon "missed" and hit her right shoulder.

Ye Qiufeng's long-lost outburst of anger was more intense than four years ago, and his right eye, which had only a slight sense of light, was burning and painful.

"Mu Yu, does it hurt? I'm going to the Jingcheng Palace soon. I don't care if you have good medical skills, you'll be fine."

Panting and running towards Jingcheng Palace, Ye Qiufeng frantically spoke to comfort her, and even comfort himself.

Due to lack of physical strength, she temporarily put down Hua Muyu, carried her on her back, continued to grit her teeth, and ran with difficulty.

"It hurts, so it hurts so much."

Hua Muyu was a little relieved that she had taken this hidden weapon, and she didn't want Ye Qiufeng to feel the pain again.

"When I catch him, I will kill his whole family!"

Ye Qiufeng gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice, teardrops as big as beans fluttered in the air.

……

Buyu was reading Ye Chen's palm, when he heard the sudden noise and raised his head, he saw blood dripping, he hurriedly followed into the bedroom.

"What's going on? There are assassins in the palace?"

Ye Chen turned pale with fright, took two quick steps back and forth, then subconsciously walked away from the Jingcheng Palace, and went to lead the martial law palace as usual as the leader of the palace guards.

"Father, it must be Hua Chang'an who wants to kill me after sealing off the East Palace. He failed to kill me four years ago, and he still hasn't given up today."

Hearing Ye Qiufeng gritted his teeth and growled, Ye Chen became dull for a moment, then walked away quickly, full of rage.

Don't be confused and calmer, when Ye Qiufeng laid Hua Muyu flat on the bed, he had already reached for the scissors, and cut open the blood-soaked robe neatly and quickly.

"A little bit, I can't breathe." Hua Muyu took a big breath because of chest tightness, but she touched the painful wound.

It was really painful, it was so painful, the pain made her dizzy, and she couldn't figure out how Ye Qiufeng held on back then, and even ran for more than ten miles while supporting herself to protect herself.

He frowned when he saw the rough sharp weapon stuck on the inner and lower side of the shoulder blade:

"I stabbed the lung, but the wound is shallow and narrow, so there won't be too much blood pooled in the chest cavity. Quickly ask someone to fry the mandala grass. After removing the sharp instrument, it needs to be stitched to stop the bleeding. I'm afraid Di Xia won't be able to bear the pain."

"it is good."

Ye Qiufeng was about to go out, but Hua Muyu held her tightly and refused to let her go:

"Don't go, don't be confused, come directly, I'm not afraid of pain."

"You're crazy! Do you know how much it hurts! Before I..." Ye Qiu was in a hurry, and then he stopped urgently after speaking:

"Hey, I'll just go out and give an order, it doesn't take three blinks."

Ye Qiufeng pursed his lips tightly, trying to break away her clenched hand, but he didn't want to use too much force, for fear of involving her wound and causing her more pain.

I can't help but look at their chirping and chirping, and let out a voice of disgust:

"You guys are so annoying. If you delay, I'll stab your chest again to expel the blood and stagnation!"

Putting aside the disgusting words, he opened his throat without confusion, and yelled out:

"Come here!"

After a palace attendant hurried in, he hurriedly said:

"Go to the palace prison to find a doctor, and quickly fry a bowl of mandala grass."

"Eh."

After the palace attendant left in a hurry, he pushed away Ye Qiufeng who was in the way, and sat down on the side of the bed, telling Ye Qiufeng to "bring a needle and thread" and "bring a clean cloth" from time to time.

Hua Muyu was lying on the bed, twisting his facial features out of enduring the pain, showing a bitter smile from time to time.

It hurts, but luckily I got it this time.

After Buyou had no more instructions, he put away his hands that were pressing to stop the bleeding, and picked up the needle and thread. Ye Qiufeng spun around in a daze.

She could only crawl into the bed, try her best to lower her body, and kneel down in front of her face:

"If it hurts, you'll pass out from the pain. If you pass out, it won't hurt."

Not knowing what to say, she racked her brains to search for her own "experience".

Hua Muyu was dripping with cold sweat and her face was a little pale, but she smiled lightly at her:

"I can hold back, don't worry, I won't die."

Ye Qiufeng twisted his unbearable facial features:

"Don't be hard on you, this is really different from..."

……

When Bu Confucian started to sew up the wound, Hua Muyu screamed like a pig being slaughtered. All kinds of unsavory swear words and vicious curses on the assassin kept bursting out of her mouth, and she even invented a few swear words with great earth-breaking significance.

Ye Qiufeng was originally comforting her, but at this moment he could only hold her down desperately, not to struggle for her, so that the suture would be smooth without confusion.

"Gengjie who scrapes the bottom of the pot! Let go of this seat!"

"Wait for me to catch this skinless mouse and move it to the Huanxuan (thatched cottage) of your ancestral temple! The descendants of Chi'er's ancestors will provide food every day!"

"This seat will give you gold juice (dung water) to satisfy your wine and food! Dismantle the patellar ax and axe! The gourd is broken into bones! It is roasted and chopped up! The cauldron is half dead! Chop it into human pigs!"

Ye Qiufeng's heart hurts hearing these tortures, so he couldn't help muttering and asking:

"It's only five stitches...does it really hurt so much?"

Hua Muyu gritted her teeth and turned to stare at her, opened her mouth and bit Ye Qiufeng's palm hard.

The two wailed like ghosts and howled like wolves.

"Stop barking, I'm almost deaf."

Putting away the needle and thread with a calm expression on his face, he wrapped a white cloth around Hua Muyu's right shoulder blade, and quickly walked away from the harsh place with his hands and feet.