After I die, my wife becomes a tyrant

In the palace prison, Hua Muyu repeatedly read the "true" records several times, and even recalled the only few calls.

The closest contact with her is only hugging, which is won by her unconditional acceptance of domestic violence.

If there is no heart disease, it will be fine, at least...you can beat her a few times less, or not beat her.

"My lord, what's wrong with this recording?"

Hua Muyu's thoughts were recalled by the "accompanying maid", her eyes drifted a little, as if she was afraid that she had made a mistake.

"There's nothing wrong with it, it's pretty good." Hua Muyu looked at her with a smile, and walked away from the palace prison.

Thanks to you, I have had close contact with her.Hua Muyu's eyes were moistened.

……

After Hua Changan was dragged back to the East Palace, while General Lang was patrolling the front hall, he got out through the window at the back of the hall, limped and dragged his legs, and walked quickly to the dungeon.

"Master, you cannot enter here."

When the prison guards saw him, there was no respect at all, and some even rolled their eyes at him.

"The widow gives you money! Just let me in for a moment! Here you are..."

"Where did you get the money? Let me tell you, I will come down from the mansion next time, so I can tell the man to exchange for some rewards." The warden said with a smile.

"Master! Help! Help!"

In the dungeon, there was a miserable howl:

"My lord! I can't stand it anymore! If I go through it a few more times! I'm afraid I will..."

"Shut up! How dare I kill your heirs with my own hands! Kill Ling Chi! No one will be left behind!" Hua Changan yelled viciously inward.

"What are you talking about? Lord?" The jailer smiled meaningfully, looking at Hua Chang'an outside the iron gate:

"Earlier, I felt that the mansion was a bit cruel, and came here every now and then to torture|torture the traitors. It seems that the mansion is cruel, and if he did it right, there is really something that hasn't been pried out."

Hua Changan glared at the jailer, "What are you?"

The jailer smiled coldly: "Your Majesty, the former brave general, thanks to you, my leg is broken and I can no longer serve in the army. I can only stay here to serve the good loyal minister of the lord."

Hua Chang'an was at a loss for words, the palace was full of people loyal to Hua Muyu, it was too suffocating, he glared at the jailer angrily, then turned and left the dungeon.

……

Hua Muyu thought that the feather guest would come every day, but finally waited until Zishi, but he couldn't wait, couldn't stand it anymore, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

"At the third watch of the child's time, everything is safe and sound."

The watchman knocked on his clapper and patrolled the night.

When Hua Muyu heard the knocking sound, she hurriedly opened her eyes, and there was a figure outside the bed curtain, walking slowly from the outer hall.

She lifted the bed curtain anxiously, and seeing the face she wanted to see, she got out of bed and stood in front of her with a happy smile.

Ye Qiufeng's face is still cold and white, but with a smile on his face, he is wearing a white robe, tied with a Taoist bun, half of his long hair is draped over his shoulders and neck, like...

fairy.

"Why can you appear when the dust is not there? Window, I went to see it."

"From childhood to adulthood, the number of times I cried can be counted on my fingers, but you are so amazing, you make me cry every day."

After Ye Qiufeng listened quietly, he smiled and said, "I only saw it once."

"Fool, the light I'm talking about is you that day, shining brightly." Hua Muyu smiled at her.

"Well," Ye Qiufeng responded calmly:

"Go back and lie down, I'll be by your side."

Hua Muyu obediently lay back on the bed, lying on her side, watching her sit at the end of the bed, she had an unreal feeling that disturbed her heart, even though she knew it, maybe it wasn't real at all.

"Will you really come to sleep with me every day?"

"Ah."

"Is it possible without the practice of Yu Ke?"

"Once more than ten days is enough, Taoists don't like to disturb others."

"Don't disturb, don't disturb, I heard that Shachen has a Taoist companion, I'm so envious."

Hua Muyu originally wanted to ask her about her life... but those words were stuck in her throat, it was hard to say them, and her heart ached.

Ye Qiufeng didn't speak, Hua Muyu was a little disappointed:

"You are a little cold, have nothing to say to me? You talked a lot when you were a child. I like to listen to you talk very much. You always say something interesting to make me laugh."

"I'm already a yin and shattered soul, but you are still a pure yang body in the world, and I don't want to let the yin energy leak out and affect you."

"I'm not afraid, you say something more, I want to hear it." Hua Muyu started to cry again, she was dead, but she still protected me.

"I want you to let go of your heart disease. Heart disease is a poison. It will change you or destroy you." Ye Qiufeng said lightly.

"If you can let me touch you, I will let it go, otherwise, I will never let it go in this life. Some people have hurt you, and I will not make them feel better."

Hua Muyu was already thinking about how to take care of her own brother Hua Chang'an next.

"Zen Patriarch Huineng said, all vegetation, evil and good people, evil laws and good laws, heaven and hell are all in the air, and I will not take your heaven with me when I leave."

"You are my heaven, where are you, I want to find you, I want to find you, I want to touch you, I want to hug you, don't you want to?"

Ye Qiufeng shook his head slightly, Hua Muyu's heart sank.

"I don't even hate it, what do you hate?" Ye Qiufeng said lightly after that, Hua Muyu's heart was even more chilled.

"Why don't you hate it?"

"Why do you hate it?"

Hua Muyu felt suffocated, as if she was being laughed at severely.

"Mu Yu, a dead person will no longer care about his own body, whether it is rotting, or being slaughtered in a coffin, beheaded, or smashed into ashes."

"I care, I understand your intention, do you want me to let go, hehe, it's impossible."

If what I see is not you, but my obsession, my obsession, I will not let myself let go.

Ye Qiufeng, it's not that you don't understand me, it's that you also have obsessions.

"Since it's just my obsession, then you can go." Hua Muyu said.

Ye Qiufeng didn't move, Hua Muyu smiled softly, except for emotional barriers, I tried others and never failed.

After a brief silence, Ye Qiufeng got up to leave.

"It's late, Ye Qiufeng, I've seen through you just now."

Ye Qiufeng only paused for a moment, and then continued to leave. Hua Muyu panicked, and hurriedly got up to catch up.

"Don't go!"

As soon as the words were finished, Ye Qiufeng disappeared into the side hall. Hua Muyu looked around, but couldn't find any trace of her. She gritted her teeth, full of anger.

Only you can provoke my temper, Ye Qiufeng.

"I was wrong, you come back." Hua Muyu turned towards the empty side hall, showing weakness repeatedly:

"You come back, I will never lose my temper with you again, Qiufeng, you are so cruel, you just leave."

"Is it okay if I'm wrong? Fool? Idiot? Rampage!"

"You heart thief! God damn it!"

"Naigong (your father and I) forgot to teach you Baduan! You forgot Baduan!"

Saying that he would never lose his temper again, he cursed again and again, wagging his tongue lightly, cursing his sweetheart until it was dawn, and woke himself up.

Opening her eyes and sitting up, Hua Muyu couldn't help but want to laugh:

"It's so cool to scold."

Washing and changing clothes, when he walked out of the bedroom refreshed and refreshed, the jailer in charge of guarding the dungeon dragged his legs over.

The jailer's name was Xiao Yongchang, the deputy general of the brave army who had the strength to carry her away from Ye Qiufeng even with a broken leg.

"My lord, the lord went to the dungeon last night and threatened the rebels if he dared to say anything, and even delayed the heirs of the rebels. The lord really has something to hide."

Hua Muyu nodded slightly, then asked, "Should I transfer you to the Ministry of War? The dungeon is stinky after all, so it's not good to stay for a long time."

"I have a heart in the mansion, it's okay, I'm used to being there with my old colleagues." Xiao Yongchang smiled, bowed his hands, and left with his lame legs.

"Tomorrow is the morning court! I am the lord of the country! My appearance is disgraceful to my country! Give me medicine! Medicine! Please!"

Hua Changan curled up in the wooden cage, twitching uncomfortable from time to time, his facial features twisted and howling.

For three consecutive days, Hua Muyu sat beside the wooden cage of the East Palace with a leisurely expression, listening to Hua Chang'an screaming like a madman.

"Then once every ten days, no problem, even once a month." Hua Muyu looked at the back of her hand leisurely.

I am almost 30 years old, and although my hands are fair, the softness has faded a bit, and the palms are covered with messy lines. I am thinking about asking her to show me the palmistry next time I see sand and dust.

"Please, please spare me! I will not be the lord of the country anymore! I will give you the Zen seat! Give me the Zen seat! Give it to my father! Anything will do!"

"Father, he is also staying in the cage. Even if the Zen seat is given to him, he dare not take it."

"You are so vicious! How can you treat Father like this! You..."

"No matter how vicious, you are vicious? Well, but I am indeed vicious than you now. Who told you that you were only vicious and incapable?"

Hua Muyu laughed lightly and mocked, then stood up briskly after saying that, since she mentioned Father, she naturally went to take a look.

"Don't go! Don't go! Give me the medicine before you go!" Hua Chang'an knelt on the ground, shaking his tears in fear and begging.

Hua Muyu sighed softly, and threw a pack of spirit grass not far from the wooden cage, and it happened that Hua Changan stretched out his arm, and he was still five inches away from touching it.

Just watching him hysterically like watching a drama, madly trying to find out.

"really interesting."

"Di Xia, let me give it. I heard that it is difficult to quit smoking for a long time, even if you want to quit..." Liang Nanling, who always silently followed Hua Muyu, couldn't bear to speak again.

"Your order can be quit, why can't he?" Hua Muyu ignored it.

"By the way, I will transfer you to the Ministry of Household Affairs. You will be the inspector of the Ministry of Household Affairs. You will be responsible for internal and external inspections. You can govern Juzhang County in this way, and you don't have to go there in person."

"Hey." Liang Nanling sighed.

Hua Muyu gave her a strange look: "It's the same with you and your Da Ling?"

"It seems...isn't it?" Liang Nanling couldn't tell for sure. At the beginning, she bickered with Da Ling all day long, and sometimes she would contradict her when she reprimanded her, but there would be no consequences.

"Well," Hua Muyu chuckled, "It seems that I am more and more like her? It's good."

The two of you have completely different temperaments!completely opposite!Liang Nanling shouted inwardly, but Hua Muyu seemed to be in a good mood, as if there was something happy about it.

It's rare.

Hua Muyu saw that Hua Changan still couldn't find the spirit grass, and was shaking the wooden cage like a madman, so he threw the key of the cage over, this time very close, three inches closer to the cage than the spirit grass.

Hua Changan hurriedly reached out to touch it, but it was his left hand. Hua Muyu remembered that he was left-handed, because he was not disciplined much since he was a child, and there was no one to correct him.

And Ye Qiufeng occasionally writes with his left hand, but he uses his right hand more often.

She occasionally writes with her left hand because her right hand needs to lock her left hand tightly with ten fingers to avoid some domestic violence.

"When did your commander learn to write with his left hand?" Hua Muyu asked Liang Nanling.

"At the beginning of the 22nd year of Baozheng, the Xifu issued an imperial edict ordering her to go to Chuzhou to deal with the refugees who crashed into the city gate of Chuzhou caused by the civil strife in Fujian. ..."

"Later on the first day of October, the county magistrate Chang Kao... was led by you to search the Hualou, only to find out that she was Xiao Yehou or a recruiter."

"Ahem, misunderstood." Hua Muyu chuckled. At that time, Ye Qiufeng was very protective of Liang Nanling. He was so stupid that he would rather be scolded by Meng Lang, made things difficult for him, and whipped to protect her. It turned out to be She was secretly investigating the Miemen case, fearing that she would be targeted by the killer and die.

"I heard that there was a riot in Chuzhou. There were deserters from Fujian mixed in among the refugees. When the gate of Chuzhou was opened, nearly [-] refugees poured in. Those deserters gathered and robbed other refugees for food and money. The order said that it was at that time , in order to quell the riots, his right palm was pierced, and he had to learn to write with his left hand."

That edict was issued by me.Hua Muyu looked at her palm, imagining how much it hurt her at that time.