Many people think that white hair is not ugly. Even, according to the aesthetics of later generations, a man with white hair, as long as he is not old-fashioned, looks a bit temperamental and has a strange beauty.

　　 When Zheng Fan drew comics in his last life, he liked to use this method to shape characters, and felt that this method could quickly and effectively highlight the character's temperament.

　　Furthermore, because of the popularity of various hair dyeing in later generations, people often accept different colors of hair.

　　 But at this time Jingnan Hou,

　　 his white hair,

　　 only presents a kind of desolation, a kind of sorrow that is infinitely more sorrowful than a heartbreak, and a kind of ruin that cannot be created in the late autumn.

　　What kind of temperament, what kind of image, what these things, can't describe the shocking after this glance.

　　 Zheng Fan's chest seemed to be blocked by a stone, and it was tightly blocked.

　　 For a long time, when facing Tian Wujing, Zheng Fan has been "performing" himself just right.

　　 The intimacy with the superiors, not overstepping the rules, but not unfamiliar, laughing and cursing, let him think that you are his person, and let him know that you still know how to score.

　　 But at this moment, Zheng Fan did not hide, whether he was too lazy to go or felt unnecessary, Zheng Fan didn’t know, he just walked a few steps forward, and then looked behind the threshold.

　　 a little while,

　　道:

　　 "Master Hou?"

　　 Hou Ye answered calmly:

　　 "She fell asleep."

In the eyes of Master Hou, there is no sadness, no mess, and no hysterics. He is calm, but this calm is like the quiet before the eruption of a volcano.

　　 If he ignores the hair that was lost overnight, he seems to be his original self without any change.

　　 But Zheng Fan knows that the sadness of some people lies in,

　　 He is too strong, too strong, this is no longer the mask on his own face, because the mask has merged with his own face.

　　Sorrow is that when you want to express your sorrow, you have forgotten how to do it.

　　You can only sit on the threshold like this, sit for one night.

　　 You have put that emotion out of your body early, and you feel that you will never use it again in your life. You think it is just a burden to you.

　　 But you did not expect that one day later, you will find that you need it more than ever.

　　 It can tell you whether to cry, yell, or get angry, instead of making you feel helpless and helpless like a child who has just learned to walk and is confused and worried in front of you.

　　 Even the people around you don’t know how to comfort you, and no one dares to comfort you. They have become accustomed to what you don't need, and they have become accustomed to your presence in front of ten thousand people.

　　 You and this world are isolated, a kind of suffocating isolation.

　　 Tian Wujing stretched out his hand and beckoned to Zheng Fan.

　　 Changing to another person, facing Tian Wujing at this time, he may have knelt down in fear or fled in panic;

　　 After all, an angry lion is really not as terrible as a lion on the verge of anger. God knows how an angry lion will react after enduring it to the extreme.

　　 Zheng Fan walked over,

　　 Tian Wu Jing did not speak,

　　 Zheng Fan did not speak either.

　　 At this position, Zheng Fan saw a coffin inside.

　　 Tian Wujing continued to sit there,

　　 Zheng Fan hesitated, but still did not dare to raise his foot and walk in.

　　The atmosphere, here, is stagnant.

　　 Finally, Zheng Fan took a deep breath and knelt down on one knee in front of Tian Wujing.

　　 Tian Wujing turned his face and looked at Zheng Fan, who was kneeling in front of him.

　　 Two people face each other;

　　 A majestic pressure pours over Zheng Fan, it is a kind of examination from the soul level, the invisible coercion makes the magic pill in Zheng Fan's chest begin to tremble slightly.

do my best.

　　 Zheng Fan gritted his teeth,

　　 directly said:

　　 "Master Hou, I want to know how Madam died!"

　　 "She just fell asleep. She waited too long for me to come back, so she went to bed first."

　　 You can hardly imagine that Tian Wujing would say such a thing.

　　At this time, what do you need to do to him?

　　 If he is not Tian Wujing, you can pour cold water on him, you can yell at him, you can even slap him up and wake him up.

　　 But just because he is Tian Wujing, others dare not,

　　 Zheng Fan,

　　 did not dare.

　　Because of the emperor’s new clothes, only the emperor can wear it in order to be effective.

　　 Zheng Fan slowly opened his mouth,

　　Every word he said now is likely to cause his head to be smashed by Tian Wujing's punch in the next moment.

　　 Magic Maru, there is no way to stop it.

　　 But Zheng Fan felt that he should say something and try to do something.

　　 Rural people do funerals and drinks, neighbors and relatives who are well-connected will spontaneously pass by one or two days in advance to help with things.

　　 Is this dying?

right,

　　 Make death.

　　 Zheng Fan said:

　　 "Hou Ye............baby............baby......zi............"

　　 Zheng Fan can clearly notice that his teeth are trembling, and his speech is also intermittent.

　　He is walking a tightrope, and there is a cliff below him.

　　 It’s not that I haven't walked a tightrope before, but it was for the pursuit of a certain benefit, but now, I really don't want to do anything, and I really don't want to ask for anything.

　　 Zheng Fan felt that he hadn’t been so pure for a long time.

　　 Pure death.

　　 Tian Wujing looked at Zheng Fan,

　　 This time,

　　 is different from before.

　　 Before Tian Wujing, no matter what his heart is, at least his eyes are calm, but now, his eyes have clear emotions.

　　He is restraining,

　　He has been restraining,

　　 a volcano,

　　 has been restraining her eruption,

　　 And unfortunately,

　　 Zheng Fan’s words,

　　 Seeing that all previous restraints will be turned into nothing.

　　 Zheng Fan lowered his head.

　　'S heart is straight down,

　　 numb,

　　If you make a big death, then make a big death,

　　 Anyway, you Tian Wujing saved Lao Tzu's life several times, but if it doesn't work, I will return it to you!

　　 "Master Hou, Mrs. is gone, whether this matter is to be checked at all, you must give you the right words!

　　 Or Hou Ye, you actually already have eyebrows in your heart, but I have to ask you to be accurate!

　　 If you don’t check, Lord Hou..."

"How are you?"

　　 "I... I **** checked it myself, I haven't been a dad in my entire life, so I finally had a hope. Now he is somehow gone, I'm not convinced!"

　　Speaking of which,

　　 Zheng Fan simply raised his head, panting, his voice getting higher and higher, almost shouting:

"If there is a suspicion, they will be arrested for interrogation. If there are clues, they will be called for investigation. They will go through a round with a sieve. If there is no round, there will be two rounds. I don’t believe it. Such a big thing. It will have no clues at all.

　　 No matter what, you can’t sit here and call Madam sleep like Hou Ye you are now!

　　 Lord Hou, you are a man, and I have always admired you, but the way you look now makes your subordinates look down on.

The eldest man, the daughter-in-law who was pregnant with Liujia was murdered. You are so sad that you should live to death. It is understandable if you want to find your life and follow your wife and children, but at the very least, you have to wait until the revenge is avenged. Wipe your neck! "

　　 After roaring these,

　　 Zheng Fan feels that he is cool,

　　 Shuang made a big deal.

　　 After the cool is over, there is only emptiness left, die and die.

　　 When Zheng Fan finished speaking, there was silence.

　　 Tian Wujing slowly stretched out his hand, Zheng Fan shook his body.

　　 Tian Wujing's hand grabbed Zheng Fan's shoulder.

　　 Zheng Fan was waiting for his shoulder to be crushed, but he didn't.

　　 Tian Wujing turned his head and glanced at the coffin behind him.

　　道:

　　 "Help me get the child back."

　　 "Child?" Zheng Fan was stunned.

　　 "The cuckoo was pierced in the belly with a sword."

　　 "That..."

　　 "I checked Juanzi's body and found that there was another stitched hole in her stomach."

"This………"

　　 "The cuckoo gave birth to a child in front of Tianhu Mountain, but there are no children in the house."

　　 Zheng Fan's mind is a bit messy, no, this...what the **** is going on!

　　 "Master Hou, Madam, why did Madam go to Tianhu Mountain?"

　　 The accident happened in Tianhu Mountain.

　　 This is also the most puzzling part of Zheng Fan. Ordinary people would naively think that the marquise went to Tianhu Mountain to pray for the marquis who was on the expedition.

　　 But who is Dujuan, is she the kind of ordinary woman who only knows to pray to God and worship Buddha?

　　 Why did she leave Houfu and go to Tianhu Mountain outside Litian City?

　　 And,

　　 is probably before going up the mountain,

　　 She first gave birth to the child by force.

　　 A woman who has just given birth, a woman who has sutured herself by a caesarean section, but still wants to go up the mountain?

　　 Why?

　　 In ancient times, there was no such thing as a caesarean section, but the ancient midwife did have a dystocia when the child was born. She decided to keep her child and she would use a knife or scissors to cut the pregnant woman’s belly and take out the child.

　　 Dujuan is not an ordinary woman, she has cultivation skills, but that kind of pain...

　　 So ~lightnovelpub.net~ She knew that she might die, so she gave birth to the child first. Did she go up the mountain to beg to die?

　　 "The grandfather of the palace, here comes, he settles in Tianhu Mountain."

　　 When Zheng Fan heard this, his brain immediately exploded.

The grandfather in the mouth of the eunuchs in the Yanjing Palace, he had also heard that the grandfather was a gas refiner, who was injured in the early years to save the family of the first emperor, and was physically disabled. Living in the deep palace, teaching the eunuchs how to refine qi, Wei Zhonghe was also the apprentice of the grandfather.

　　 The Secret Mission Division of the Great Swallow, there is a fan, and there is also a gas refiner. On the bright side, it is Wei Zhonghe who controls the Secret Mission Division, but in the true sense, the actual leader of the Secret Mission Division is the grandfather.

　　 Tian Wu Jing said slowly:

　　 "I thought that my heart would never hurt anymore in this life, but I was wrong."

　　 Zheng Fan said in a muddled voice:

　　 "Then, yes, yes, your majesty..."

　　 Is Emperor Yan crazy?

　　 What did he think about attacking Jingnan Hou’s heirs at this time!

　　 Tian Wu Jing shook his head,

　　 "I don't know, but the grandfather won't come here, Juanzi, she won't go up the mountain.

　　 I'm sitting here and waiting, Benhou waited here for a day, waiting for him to go down the mountain, waiting for him to come, waiting for him, give Benhou an explanation. "

　　 "What if... if he... doesn't go down the mountain?"

　　 heard this question,

　　 Tian Wujing replied calmly:

　　 "The Jingnan Army is called...Jingnan Army."