The prostitute Suwa cried, and the dagger in her hand fell to the ground with a bang. She crawled to Fujiwara's feet, leaving a deep bloodstain, holding her leg, crying weakly and weakly, "... …It’s the prostitute who is sorry for you, the prostitute who is sorry for you..."

"Wow……"

A mouthful of blood rushed to his throat. After the prostitute squirted out the blood, she finally lost strength and slowly stopped breathing.

Liang Yiluo smiled at the death of this woman. He was really suitable to be a big villain. What this villain did was really hateful to the bones. However, even so, he is still a little cold, and sometimes he has to say that when a person lives for a long time, he will be indifferent to everything when he sees the warmth and coldness of Hongchen.

The protagonist, who is rushing with blood and clamoring, survives for so long, is only seen in novels. This kind of person in reality is simply impossible to live long!

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"Prostitute...Prostitute..."

Fujiwara stretched out his hand tremblingly, touched Suga's prostitute's cheek, and murmured in a low voice.

Although this woman is really stupid and stupid sometimes, she does love Fujiwara deeply.

"Have you finally calmed down, Father Fujiwara..."

Fujiwara looked at Liang Yi Luo in a daze, and sighed, "You are right, you are right... If my Fujiwara clan continues to develop like this, just as you said, When I die, I will definitely be attacked by the Emperor and other ministers. That's why I will put my heart on Kaguyahime..."

"A right minister who only knows women, only knows to pursue women, and is not enterprising, the emperor will slowly let go of his vigilance... so I will pursue all my mind and pursue Kaguyahime, and I will waste politics, even I didn’t go to the previous dynasty, I just wanted to tell the emperor that I’m satisfied, and I don’t have any extravagant expectations for what I am now. My Fujiwara clan is not the emperor’s line after all, and no matter how powerful it is, it’s impossible to really steal the country."

"...It's just that I didn't expect that in this process, I really fell in love with Kaguya Ji...Her beauty is purer than the bright moon in the sky, just like the name you gave to you, Hui Yeji. Ye, Kaguya, even at night can be radiant! Hahahahaha... Actually, it is enough, and it is enough, whether this is a conspiracy between you and Kaguyaji, whether it is or not, I can’t hate it Her, I can't even hate the woman who drives my beloved crazy..."

Fujiwara couldn't wait for sadness to cry, he drank the wine in his glass in one sip, and sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Duke Fujiwara does not have to be sad... Except for you, except for some thorns in the Fujiwara family, the other people will not die. If you marry the Emperor's daughter, Fujiwara Mitsuko, she will still be the Emperor's concubine, the accumulation of your life. It’s enough. Maybe you don’t know when your Fujiwara family will rise again."

Fujiwara Bubi waited for a moment of silence, ignored the tears on his face, and said in a deep voice, "You are fighting for this, right? Fujiwara Bubi waited, I also said thank you..."

"You are Welcome……"

Liangyi turned the wine glass in his hand, and said lightly: "In the early Heian period, Emperor Wenwu ruled the right minister Fujiwara Bubi to be sick, and the posthumous posthumous name Wenzhong Gong."

"In history, it will not record that you were killed by me, nor will it record your deception and loss of color in your marriage proposal, and even Kaguya will not appear in historical records. You are still an extremely human minister. , Is the emperor’s most trusted minister. You have worked for the country all your life, and you will die.

"However, if these interesting facts are too boring if no one knows, I will let people write a book to record the real history, but they will be passed on to future generations in the form of a story. I think about the name of the book. It's called'Taketori Tale', what do you think?

"Taketori Monogatari, Taketori Monogatari...Nenzhu Hyuk Yingji. It's really a good name, it's a good name."

Perhaps it was because he knew that his life had come to an end, Fujiwara couldn't wait to see everything.

"Bring the wine..."

Liang Yiluo clapped his hands, and the soldiers standing behind him hurriedly stepped forward and handed him the jug and glass.

He filled up Fujiwara Bubi personally and handed him the wine glass.

Taking the wine glass tremblingly, Fujiwara slowly passed it to the corner of his mouth.

"I inherited the Fujiwara surname from my father. I worked hard all my life and laid down the entire family business. I was extremely successful. Even the emperor didn’t want me. At that time, I didn’t expect that my final fate would be such!"

"Finally, I want to ask you a question for Liangyi."

"Please speak..."

"This matter, is it your thoughts, or Kaguya Ji's meaning?"

"This is not only my thought, but also what Huiye meant. When she gave me the'medicine', she guessed what I wanted to do, but she didn't stop it, because she was selfish like me! "

"Really... I still don't understand, I don't understand what you're talking about... Maybe this is the reason why I can't get Kaguya Ji!"

After all, Fujiwara did not wait to drink up the poisoned alcohol.

Poison is highly poisonous. Seeing the blood seals the throat, he throws the wine glass, and blood flows out from the seven orifices, and the whole person's vitality disappears in an instant.

"What about you?"

After seeing the corpse of Fujiwara Buida on the stone table, Liang Yiluo looked at the housekeeper.

"Master Fu Ji Liang Yi bothered..."

The heartfelt butler walked to the corpse of his master, knelt down on his knees, drew a knife from his waist, with a piece of white silk dangling from his mouth, stabbed him in the abdomen with a knife, and crossed everything, but the butler committed suicide by laparotomy. .

"Hey... this time everything is over."

Liang Yiluo stood up from the stone bench and sighed softly.

"You two, pack up their corpse capital and bury it in the beautiful scenery."

"Yes, my lord!"

The two soldiers respectfully should be.

"It's a pity, Fujiwara will wait for you to the end, without knowing where you were wrong... You fell in love with Kaguya by mistake, you are by mistake, you gave birth to a red girl."

Shaking his head, Liang Yi fell back and walked out to the courtyard door. After two steps, he stopped. After thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the gorgeous wedding gown on his body, and his wrist shook. This symbolized The wedding clothes fell on the ground in the spring breeze.

Finally, he glanced at the place where Meihong was hiding, and Liang Yi left the place with his hands on his back.

As the Sri Lankan left, the house of Fujiwara Bubi was deserted, and the lonely north wind blew, making people feel lonely in their hearts.

Sister Fujiwara crawled out of the bush blankly, her red dress was ripped apart by the branches and leaves in the bush, and blood stains appeared on her white and tender skin.

Staggered to the place where Liang Yiluo threw away his clothes, he knelt on the ground, stroking the delicate wedding gown with his hand.

"Hahahahahaha... nothing, nothing."

With tears in her eyes, Meihong laughed out loud, until she choked on her throat with tears, she coughed a few times and stopped her screaming.

"The wedding is gone... the mother is gone... the father is also gone... the Fujiwara house is gone... nothing is there anymore, in the end, only Meihong is still there, only Meihong is still... all liars, all Liars, they are all liars! Liangyi and Huiye, you are all liars!!!"

The Fujiwara House gradually became quiet, and the bustling and noisy mansion in the morning turned into a solitary grave in the evening.

Meihong finally got tired, her throat became hoarse, her tears ran away, her lips were pale and there was no trace of blood, what happened this day is really not her age can bear, tiredness radiates from the bottom of her heart and permeates her whole body. , She couldn't hold on anymore, the delicate body without moisture, fell on the kimono thrown on the ground, and fell asleep...

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Faintly woke up, it was already the early morning of the second day, and it was still a bit cold in the spring night and early morning. Meihong got up from the ground, wrapped herself in her clothes, and shivered.

Reluctantly climbing from the ground, Mei Hong hesitated, and squatted down and picked up the light blue kimono. The blue and red colors are a classic match, but now it seems that she can’t tell. irony.

Slowly walked out of Fujiwara’s yard and came to Fujiwara’s mansion. There was no one here. The corpses of the people who were executed before have been cleaned up, and the blood red in the river has also changed by natural flow. It was extremely clear, and if it were not for the smell of blood in the air, Meihong would even wonder if everything that happened yesterday was a dream.

Walking slowly to the side of the river, Meihong wanted to wash her face, but when she saw her reflection in the river, she shouted in surprise.

The right hand took off the hair sideburns on his head, and a long hair fell along with it, stroking the hair on the sideburns, where it had lost its blackness and turned into pure white like a lotus flower on a snow-capped mountain.