Introduction:In the previous life, the male protagonist did not save the female protagonist.,After that,The male protagonist has always regarded the female protagonist as an obsession of his own.,After the death of the heroine in the previous life,,He kept looking for traces of the heroine's life.,After the male protagonist recovered the old capital,After the heroine committed suicide in the palace where the heroine lived when she was the queen.,After being reborn,He found the heroine.,Has been silently helping her.,Bluntly said that when you can assist you as a queen.,When the queen regent,The heroine thinks he has a serious illness.。 Because the heroine doesn't want to go down the old path of her life anymore. Later, the male protagonist found out, she was also reborn, and she didn't want to be a queen anymore, so he asked for marriage!
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Intentionally planting flowers does not bloom, and unintentionally planting willows and willows into the shade.
Fu Rongwei has no quarrels or robberies in this life, but that big bad luck still fell on her head.
What is it called?
Fate?
Fu Rong was in a trance for a long time before she came back to her senses in Hua Yinwan's call, and her eyes were full of wetness.
Rong Zhu bent down in front of her and smiled, "Are you stupid with joy?"
Hua Yinwan looked worried.
Mama Zhong was stunned, she seemed to understand, but she didn't seem to understand, entering the palace to accompany her sounded like a good thing, but how could the masters' reactions be wrong?
Fu Rong sneered slightly: "What is there to be happy about......"
She finally understood that the rebirth of this life was not a gift from God, but a catastrophe from the beginning.
Rong Zhu was puzzled: "Aren't you happy?"
Hua Yinwan also hid her face and wept.
Rong Zhu's warm heart gradually cooled down, she turned around and walked a few steps to the door, returned to normal, and said: "I thought I was here to report the good news, but I don't want you to be a family but like I heard bad news, blame me, no matter whether it is good or bad, even so, I won't bother." ”
Rongzhu slammed the door and left.
Fu Rongwei sat on the wooden chair, feeling something, and looked down to see that Hua Yinwan was taking off her embroidered shoes.
Fu Rong shrank slightly: "Auntie?"
Hua Yinwan was full of distress: "You didn't even notice that the scissors almost pierced in?
There was indeed a shallow hole on the upper, but Fu Rongwei didn't feel the pain, took off her shoes and socks, and there was only a little redness on the back of her foot.
Fu Rong slumped her shoes and clenched the armrests.
Hua Yinwan sat next to her and muttered, "I never thought that it would end like this in the end...... I've already picked out the wedding clothes and patterns for you, but I can't use them, I can't use them. ”
I won't need it for the rest of my life.
A girl who goes to the palace to be a slave, where is there still a chance to wear a phoenix crown.
Fu Rong pinched her eyebrows slightly, and suddenly felt a splitting headache, her mind was a mess, she couldn't figure out anything, and she couldn't wait to die headlong to be comfortable.
Hua Yinwan put her arms around her and ran them down her back.
Fu Rongwei gradually regained consciousness in her singing.
emphasized as softly as the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, Fu Rong cheered up slightly, she couldn't just do it, even if she didn't think about herself, she had to fight for Hua Yinwan to survive.
Think again, think again.
But things didn't allow her to plan from scratch, and someone came from the front yard.
A group of mighty maids and daughters-in-law are all Zhang's henchmen, and the posture of pushing the door and breaking in seems to drag them out to sell.
Mama Chen, who was the leader, said: "Madame is sick, and when it is time for the girl to fulfill her filial piety, the third girl, please leave immediately, pack up your clothes and utensils, and go to the Mingzhen Temple to pray for the Buddha for your wife." ”
Hua Yinwan hugged Fu Rongwei's hand and tightened it a little: "Mingzhen Temple is in the suburbs, and it only takes half a day to go back and forth, dare to ask Mama why she still needs to pack up her clothes and utensils?"
Mama Chen said coldly: "The third girl is ready to stay for a long time, Mrs. is very sick and serious, you sincerely serve the Buddha, and when Mrs. recovers, you will naturally take the girl back to the house." ”
Hua Yinwan looked at the oppressive person in front of her, and her heart was desperate.
Once Fu Rongwei refuses, they will forcibly step forward to take people, and they can also kidnap people, Hou Ye is not in the house during the day, and there is no way to ask for help.
Hua Yinwan: "I'll go too." She touched Fu Rongwei's face and said, "Don't be afraid, my aunt will accompany you." ”
Mama Chen: "Aunt Hua doesn't have to go, you are now the heart of the Hou Ye, how can the Hou Ye not do without you...... Three girls, Mrs. asked the old slave to bring you a message, keep to yourself in the Ming Mosque, and there may be a day to return to the house in the future, if you dare to make trouble, the lady of the dignified mansion still has the right to send an aunt. ”
Zhang's good idea is to hold Hua Yinwan in his hands as a hostage to control Fu Rongwei.
And the word filial piety was suppressed, forcing Fu Rongwei to bow her head, and her daughter prayed for her mother to pray for the Buddha, which was justified, and no one could stop her.
Fu Rongwei's chin rested on Hua Yinwan's shoulder socket, and her heart was counting the day when Hua Yinwan's heart attack occurred in her previous life.
There is still more than a month to go.
Fu Rong was slightly relieved of Hua Yinwan's body, and she couldn't wait to stay by her side all the time.
Seeing that she was unmoved, Mama Chen had already prepared, and gave an order: "The third girl wants to say goodbye to her aunt, you go and help the third girl pack her things." ”
The mothers-in-law led a few maids and kicked open the door, and there was a burst of rummaging through the cabinets.
Fu Rong clenched Hua Yinwan's hand slightly: "Auntie, promise me, listen to Langzhong's instructions, take the medicine on time, and I can't resist if I am unwell...... Auntie, take care of yourself, my daughter is counting on you!"
Hua Yinwan mourned.
Fu Rong cooled her heart slightly, turned around and saw that Mama Zhong was in a mess, she couldn't stop it, but she was slapped twice.
Fu Rongwei picked up a piece of square wood from the embroidery frame, rushed forward, opened the back of a mother-in-law's head, ignored the screams, grabbed Mama Zhong's arm, and rescued the person outside.
An ant is an ant.
The phoenix in distress is not as good as a chicken.
Fu Rongwei's means and scheming are now trapped in the backyard of the Hou Mansion, and under the oppression of concubines, filial piety and force, she has to take a step back and slowly figure it out.
Mama Zhong held her swollen cheeks and spat out a mouthful of blood-stained teeth.
Fu Rong held her hand slightly: "Mama, you guard your aunt, you must wait for me to come back." ”
Mama Zhong opened her mouth and cried vaguely: "Take care, girl!"
Fu Rong walked in front of Mama Chen slightly, and suddenly showed a smile: "Mama borrowed a step to speak." ”
Mama Chen didn't buy it: "If the third girl has anything to say, please say it directly." ”
Fu Rong smiled: "If I say it directly in front of everyone, I'm afraid you won't be able to explain to your mother when you go back, it's much easier to sell a slave than an aunt, what do you say?"
Mama Chen stared at her cold eyes, stepped back to the outside of the courtyard, and found a hidden location.
Mama Chen: "The third girl can speak now." ”
Fu Rongwei: "I don't sell with Mama, you are my mother's confidant, why did my mother drive me away today, Mama knows it in her heart...... No one can say for sure what will happen in the future, but since there is a noble person above who has spoken, it is not the turn of the Hou Mansion to make the decision in private in any case. ”
Mama Chen disagreed: "The third girl's tone is too loud, there is nothing to do with the eight characters, you were driven into the temple today, do you really think you can come back?"
Fu Rong's slight eyebrows were full of peace and kindness: "What does Mama Chen think of my means?"
Mama Chen touched her eyes and trembled.
Not because of fear, but because of fear.
There are too many things in those eyes, not just the world of this quadrangular house.
Mama Chen didn't dare to look deeper.
Fu Rong said slightly: "Mama Chen is right, there is nothing to do with the eight characters, it depends on whether Mama is willing to marry me." ”
Mama Chen softened her breath and said, "Third girl, it's not that I'm hard-hearted, I'm just a slave in front of my wife, what Mrs. means, the old slave can't be persuaded to move, you might as well think of going to the Hou Ye to ask for it." ”
Fu Rong said slightly: "Mama misunderstood, I don't need you to ask for any suspicion in front of Mrs., you are Mrs.'s henchman, helping Mrs. take care of the whole family, my aunt said that it is not an exaggeration to ask for a life under your hands, you have a loose and tight hand, but it is not a little difference." ”
Mama Chen suddenly realized what Fu Rongwei meant. "The third girl wants me to take care of Aunt Hua?"
Fu Rongwei immediately promised: "In the future, if I can survive until the first day, I will thank Mama again, if I really can't raise my head in this life, I will let Mama vent her anger without complaining at that time, okay?"
Mama Chen was once fooled by Fu Rongwei's words once, she is not a person who wholeheartedly holds her life to her master, in the final analysis, being able to get an errand and live a decent life is what she really wants, she has served in the Hou Mansion for half her life, what kind of character is Zhang's personality People are clear-minded, mean, suspicious, and deducting monthly money is also a common thing, it is not worth being a person to die for her. In the future, Fu Rongwei will really come out, the lady in the palace, that is a more decent figure than Mrs. Hou. It's better to get a good relationship in advance than to rush to the knot when the time comes.
Mama Chen has a scale in her heart.
Fu Rongwei immediately took down the pair of bracelets she had just brought back from Zhubei Pavilion, wrapped them in a handkerchief, and stuffed them into Mama Chen's arms.
Mama Chen saw that there was no one left and right, and hid deep in her sleeve.
Fu Rong smiled slightly: "I thanked my aunt for my aunt!"
Mama Chen got the benefit, and she did a lot of work to help her pack up her things again, and the new four-season clothes from Zhubei Pavilion were also properly placed.
Hua Yinwan saw that Fu Rongwei went out for this trip, and the two bracelets were all gone at night, she was depressed, hugged her and sighed: "Good boy, why are you suffering......"
Fu Rong leaned her chin slightly on Hua Yinwan's shoulder, and said next to her ear: "I went to my aunt, I must wait for me to come back." ”
Hua Yinwan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "Okay, good boy, my aunt is waiting for you." ”
Fu Rongwei was kicked out of the gate of the Hou Mansion like this.
A coarse cloth carriage, carrying her and her luggage, was taken to the Mingzhen Temple on the outskirts.
The Zhang family temporarily sent someone to check in advance, and the temple left a squatter room for her.
The subordinate who sent her from the Hou Mansion moved the suitcase into the dormitory, and then withdrew in silence.
The mosque does not treat pilgrims harshly, the squatter rooms are very clean, and the daily incense is also refreshing.
Fu Rongwei stayed alone for a while, thinking that she had come here, why should she go to the pillar incense in front of the Buddha and bow down.
She inquired all the way, and when she arrived in the treasure hall, she asked the little novice for three incense sticks, and stepped through the door, but saw the familiar figure in front of the Buddha again.
Fu Rong was slightly stunned for a long time, and sighed: "What a coincidence, I don't know what fate this is?"
Jiang Xu closed his eyes and bowed, and felt that someone was kneeling on the futon beside him, and he didn't care, but the person couldn't kneel, and he had the intention of always being next to him, so he glanced at it unhappily.
I saw Fu Rong's side face slightly close.
Jiang Xu was also stunned.
Fu Rong was looking up at the Golden Buddha slightly, there was no piety in her eyes, and it was very empty. From the side, it looks like two clear glass beads.
Jiang Xu spoke: "You, are you here to worship the Buddha?"
It was a coincidence, he didn't even know it.
Fu Rongwei said: "I went to the temple to live for a while, and my mother was sick at home, so I needed to sincerely pray to the Buddha for blessings. ”
She took out this amazing "sincerity" and dangled in front of the Buddha, presumably her mother's illness was difficult to cure.
Jiang Xu shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't believe in Buddhism, pay three points of respect, the Buddha won't blame you." ”
Fu Rongwei was surprised when she heard this, and finally turned her head to look at him: "Do you believe in Buddhism?"
Jiang Xu nodded: "Letter." ”
It was inevitably a little inappropriate to talk about this in front of the Buddha, Jiang Xu lifted his robe and got up, and made a gesture of invitation to the back of the treasure hall.
Fu Rong followed behind him slowly, and went out to see a Bodhi.
Jiang Xu suddenly spoke: "Do you know how you died?"
Fu Rongwei's heart jumped heavily, looking at his back, shocked and uncertain.
How could he ask such a thing, could he also ......
Jiang Xu didn't wait for her answer, and continued to take care of himself: "I seem to have seen it in a dream, and I, who are deeply sinful, will definitely not die well in the end." ”
Fu Rong's suspicion just rose slightly, and she retreated again. She frowned, "How could you think that?!"
Jiang Xu sat down under the Bodhi tree and refused to speak again.
Fu Rong saw that he had a red fluffy hairband tied around his head, wrapped around the ends of his hair, and decorated with a few small pearls.
Still an uncrowned young man......
The only son of the Jiang family, a baby who has been held in the palm of his hand since he was a child.
How can you not die a good death?
Jiang Xu looked up at the canopy, closed his eyes again, and remembered that when he had a cup of wine, after a lifetime of wandering and watching flowers, the last thing he saw was Fu Rongwei holding a scorching peach blossom.
He committed suicide in the Yilan Palace where she lived before her death, and it was normal to see her, and he never doubted it.
As soon as he opened and closed his eyes, he went back to more than ten years ago, and he didn't know how to do things after his death in that world.
Of course, the dead are all dead, and he doesn't care.
When he was younger, he took it for granted that suicide was a coward's escape from reality.
When it came to him, he became a coward himself.
But with his body at that time, even if he didn't know himself, he couldn't last long.
In the sixteenth year, his southern and northern wars did not stop, and the treasury could not support him, so he used war to support the war, changed the noble style on the battlefield, and cultivated banditry.
The body was injured on top of each other, and it was decaying day by day, so he invited a famous doctor to watch it, and poured all kinds of fierce drugs into the body recklessly.
The mountains and rivers are gone, and he doesn't dare to die.
But fighting is not child's play, the coach can hold it, but the soldiers can't hold it.
The soldiers can hold on, and the people are struggling to make a living.
After King Yan ascended the throne, he was very benevolent, and the people were treated well by him, but in fact, their lives were not bad.
And the Great Liang moved north, the founding of the Northern Liang, during the armistice, the people in the jurisdiction could also rely on their hands to run their lives very well.
They all want to live a peaceful life, and no one wants to fight.
Jiang Xu became the only person in the DPRK and China to fight the main battle.
The group of old ministers visited him every day, pointed at his nose and scolded him, and hated him to quickly clean up and die, so as to return a prosperous era to Beiliang.
He doesn't.
It's hard for the little emperor to do.
His mother died in the house and refused to look back, he was ousted from the throne and fled to the north.
Putting aside the personal grievances, out of the decline of the Great Liang Guozuo, the emperor couldn't bear this breath.
He also wanted to go home.
But he is the emperor, and he will care for his subjects.
So the wicked Jiang Xu came to do it.
It's Jiang Xu, who refuses to stop fighting.
It was Jiang Xu, who was confronted in court, disrespecting the emperor and being arrogant.
It was Jiang Xu, ignoring the suffering of the people and soldiers on the iron-hoofed scorched earth, and insisting on the southern expedition.
It was he Jiang Xu, who spent half his life in a deep sin and was unforgivable.
Jiang Xu had walked through the post-war land more than once, and the skinny child, barefoot, holding a hard cake in his hand, knelt in front of him and kowtowed, begging not to fight again.
The place where the knife and gun in his hand pointed was the land he had once defended desperately.
And the people who fought with him on the city wall were his compatriots.
The world asked, Yan Wang is benevolent and loves the people, why can't he let go of hatred?
But Jiang Xu told himself that he couldn't let it go.
Even if the eighteen hells suffer layer by layer after death, and there is no recovery, he will not be able to turn back.
King Yan's head was cut off by his own hands.
King Yan, who was dying, stared at him and smiled, and only said - "You lost." ”
He was losing.
His death was not enough to atone for all these years of sins.
- "You, Major General Jiang, must have a long and prosperous life, a long and prosperous life, and your children and grandchildren will be around your knees, and you will be safe and 100 years old!"
Fu Rongwei used the girl's unique coquettish tone to gush out a series of auspicious words.
Jiang Xu came back to his senses because of this, and turned his head to see her smile like the warm sun in March.
Fu Rong's eyebrows curved into a soft arc: "Major General Jiang, you said that you are guilty, I look at you, the crime is not sparing spring." At the age of the spring breeze, hidden in this old temple, do you want to sit or something?"
The girl's smile was enough to melt all the sharp ice in the cold winter.
As everyone knows, that warm smile is also pretending to be bright.
It is a mask, like a thin layer of paper, which can only be viewed from a distance, and when you get closer, you will find that it is full of mottled cracks, which is extremely ugly.
They weren't that close.
Yes, Jiang Xuxin thought he really grabbed that inch of warmth and melted himself in.
He threw himself on the ground, jumped up, and said: "It's me who is not good, the gods and gods disturbed the girl's interest, and walked away, and it was about time to put the meal. ”