From that day on, Zhao Lixin's Princess Mansion did not allow the Fu family to go any further, even Fu Hongwen did the same.
"Is the princess still not willing to let me in?" Fu Hongwen couldn't hide his disappointment, and smiled: "No problem, I'll wait for the princess at the door. Whenever he wants to see me, I'll go in."
It was his fault, and it was right not to see him.
It happened to be noon at this time, and Fu Hongwen, who came to report every day, couldn't hold on for a long time, but he thought and read, Zhao Lixin's heart was the softest, in case he remembered those good things and missed him, he was willing to forgive What about him
The heat was overwhelming, when Fu Hongwen passed out, he was still wondering if Zhao Lixin would feel sorry for him if he knew about it
In fact, Zhao Lixin just sent someone to the Fu family to order him to be brought back.
When those subordinates learned that Fu Hongwen had fainted, they were all in a hurry. They were completely different from Zhao Lixin who was still carefully watching the information beside him. He knew that it was just because he was afraid that he would be shaken again after finally making up his mind.
Shaken
Zhao Lixin smiled lightly, and called his servants to buy candied gourds while calling Fufu. He didn't tell the servant how much he bought, and that person was also a fool, and bought a handful of candied haws. He looked at the uneasy look on the man's face when he thought he had done something wrong, smiled lightly and raised him to be a close servant.
Candied haws are really not tasty at all. Zhao Lixin thought while eating.
Now the emperor's health is getting worse, civil and military officials are speculating every day which prince has the ability to ascend the throne. But after so many years of fighting, isn't there only the third prince who is not incomplete and has the demeanor of an emperor
Everyone felt that it was a given that the third prince would become the future emperor.
During the mid-autumn festival, Zhao Lixin refused to enter the palace on the pretext of being ill. Concubine Liu Gui, who heard eyeliners say how miserable Zhao Lixin was, felt extremely happy, and she didn't care, so she dressed up carefully to please the emperor so that the crown prince could be settled soon.
There was a peach blossom tree in the yard, and Zhao Lixin, who was sitting under the tree, looked up at the half-covered full moon, and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.
Fu Hongwen arrived in a hurry after receiving the message from the princess's mansion. He was dressed in the Tsing Yi that Zhao Lixin loved most. He always told him that what he loved the most was his gentle temperament.
Standing not far away, looking at Zhao Lixin who was drinking, Fu Hongwen suddenly became timid, he didn't dare to go over, for fear of seeing the hatred in his eyes again.
It is because his love is not pure enough, because he has too many worries, and the promise he made has not been fulfilled properly.
"You're here." Zhao Lixin smiled at Fu Hongwen, and then raised his glass to him: "Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, you have been with me in previous years. I wanted to spend it alone, but I was too lonely and no one could call me. I can only call you." of."
Even before they got married, every year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhao Lixin would go to the Fu Mansion after attending the palace banquet. At that time, his parents were still very happy, and they would always make a lot of things he liked to eat, and then the family would be lively and happy. Put the lights on.
After getting married, Fu Hongwen would specially take him out to set off lotus lanterns during the Mid-Autumn Festival two years ago, like an ordinary couple, holding his hand and setting up the river lanterns, and then his eyes curved into crescents with a smile, saying hope to him His Xin'er can live a long and happy life.
Last year's Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhao Lixin couldn't remember clearly whether she went to the corner of the Princess Mansion to arrest her, or whether she went to deliver abortion pills to some woman.
He originally thought that Fu Hongwen still cared about him, otherwise why would he allow him to be so ruthless and cruel to mutilate his heirs? But it's just that he is being affectionate, and people are just afraid of his title of princess.
Hearing this, Fu Hongwen felt a little distressed, strode over to sit opposite him, raised another cup and drank it down: "It's okay, I can be with you for the next Mid-Autumn Festival."
Zhao Lixin just smiled and didn't speak.
The moonlight is getting darker, and Fu Hongwen's face is getting redder and redder. He and Zhao Lixin are talking about nothing more than confession, confession of his cowardice, why he is not strong enough, and at the same time, he is also regretting the harm he has done to him over the years .
Oh, confession
Under the moonlight, Zhao Lixin didn't show any expression. The moonlight divided his face into two sides, one dark and one bright. He looked at Fu Hongwen, just as he looked at Fu Hongwen who was blushing due to drunkenness under the moonlight back then: "You can continue Touch my head once?"
Just once.
Fu Hongwen was stunned for a moment, reached out his hand and hesitated for a long time before touching it, and said, "Qingqing, you will still have me in the future."
Time seems to have flowed back to that year, but Zhao Lixin sent the point of the knife into Fu Hongwen's chest without hesitation, and the blood spread from the hole, gradually staining a large area of his clothes.
"Will not."
In his future, there will be no such person as Fu Hongwen again.
Looking down at the handle of the knife on his chest in astonishment, Fu Hongwen smiled lowly. He held onto Zhao Lixin's hand tightly, refusing to let go, and murmured: "It's so good... so good..."
The touch of his hand gradually lost its warmth. Zhao Lixin stared at Fu Hongwen's body for a long time, and finally pushed the soft hand away, letting him fall to the ground. He picked up a candied haws from the plate. For some reason, the sugar coating of this candied haws didn't seem to be particularly thick, and the fruit was still very sour, and it went straight into his heart.
"Yeah... that's nice..."
That night, Princess Chun'an's Princess Mansion caught fire. It is said that there were countless casualties inside, and even Princess Chun'an and her son-in-law went to the underworld together.
Who knows what happened to Princess Chun'an earlier? Everyone in the capital clapped their hands and applauded, and even felt that this was the retribution of Princess Chun'an. It's just that the son-in-law was pitiful, he had no peace when he was alive, and he would be dragged into the water after death.
Concubine Liu Gui in the palace got the news that Zhao Lixin was really dead, she couldn't help laughing, worried that her mother would call her "Niang Niang", but she would send her out with a wave.
He was really dead, the thorn in his heart was pulled out after all.
Concubine Liu Gui smiled, but she couldn't help tears from the corners of her eyes. She vaguely remembered that child who was dressed in red, very petite and festive, and always loved to get into her arms, calling her sweet and sweet A mother concubine.
But he is a boy, always reminding her how unbearable he is, always telling her that he will threaten Mingzhe's status.
She also thought that if Zhao Lixin was a girl, she would definitely make him a jewel in her palm, the most favored princess in the world.
But why, it happened to be a boy.
Concubine Liu Gui lit the paper and watched it burn quietly. She thought, even if Zhao Lixin died, she could still give him some paper money, so that in the next life, he would not want to throw it into her stomach again and become a member of the royal family.
Her Mingzhe will eventually inherit the throne, and there is no threat.
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Today is an emotionless birthday machine: Happy birthday to me~~~
It's okay, cubs, I'll still be there from now on!