095, several times in life

Zhujin couldn't go on. She raised her hand on Tang Xiaotang's forehead and let her see the memory of that year.

is a little different from the last time I dreamed to see Su Daji at the end of the business. This time, Tang Xiaotang was in a God's perspective, which felt like a soul out of the body, floating in front of the bed of the warm pavilion.

Zhu Jin, more than 700 years ago, was as handsome as it is now. Her flame-like red hair is tied up with a crown, and she is also wearing a straight dress of the moonlight. The golden flying phoenix belt is tied with a strong waist, purple and gold ribbons on her temples, and a jasper on her waist. She is not like the elegant gentleman's demeanor, which is not like the current shawl.

Such a handsome man with a cautious face handed a snow-white flower branch in his hand to the ** man and said softly, "Are you still angry with the master? Don't be angry. Look, Master picked the Bihai Qionghua you want for you.

With that expression, Tang Xiaotang curled his mouth and was jealous - the teacher always only shouted at himself, and when he could coax himself like this, it was really worth everything.

The beauty on the sickbed was Fuxiang. Her face was waxy and her cheeks were sunken, which showed that she was not serious. A sad look in her eyes flashed and she breathed: "Now say this... What's the point? He doesn't care about me anymore. I have done everything for him...but he, but he..."

Zhu Jin lowered her eyelids and advised him for a long time, "You are very attentive to him, but he still lives with you. This kind of person is not worth your sadness for him anymore. Let's go back with the master and go back--"

Before he finished his words, Fuxiang sat up from the quilt: "I'm not leaving! I'm not going anywhere! He was just fascinated for a moment. He loved me! On the day of marriage, he said to me that he would never leave me. Everything I did was for him, and I would not give him to anyone!"

The body in the disease was weak, and the long-term depression made the disease incurable for a long time. At this time, she was so excited that she went straight over. Zhu Zhen was so scared that she threw the flowers in her hand, hugged her, and anxiously pinched her while calling her name. After tossing for a long time, Fuxiang woke up and shed tears. The corners of his eyes slipped and wet his sleeves.

Zhu Jin laid her flat and sat by the bed for a long time. Finally, she said almost numbly, "If you really don't give up, you might as well try him as I said to see if he still has you in his heart."

Fuxiang lay quietly **, and his wet eyelashes trembled slightly: "What if there is, what if there is no?"

"If he no longer has your place in his heart, it is useless for you to stay. Go back with the master and practice well. The world is prosperous and infinite, and there is always a scenery that deserves your attention more than him."

Zhu Jin smiled bitterly and said, "If he still loves you, then I will let go. From now on, I have nothing to do with you, and I will no longer persuade you to leave. Fortunately or unfortunately, it all depends on your creation."

Fuxiang stared at him for a long time and asked, "How to try?"

"It's not difficult for you to eat the blue sea and Qionghua, and then send a maid to tell him that you are sick to die. Let's see if he will come to see you and cry for you."

Zhu Jin looked bleak and didn't even care to see what kind of expression she showed, but Tang Xiaotang clearly saw the joy on Fuxiang's face and the look of her flying to the maid beside him.

Fools can see that she is going to cheat. Tang Xiaotang sighed in his heart. It's not strange that the song sings well. The word love is so hard. It's really too hard.

Fuxiang ate the fresh blue sea Qionghua and quickly swallowed his breath. The maids all pretended to be panicked and shouted that the lady was not good. She ran to report the news. In a short time, Sima Yi rushed over.

Tang Xiaotang looked at this man in history and felt that he was not as sharp-mouthed as in the TV series. At first glance, it was not a good thing. From the perspective of public aesthetics, Sima Yi was not bad-looking - in that era, there were many beautiful men, and Pan Yuewei and so on. Since Sima Yi can be used to it. Zhujin's woman fell in love at first sight, and her ancestral genes were not much worse.

The famous old turtle rushed to the door in a hurry, shouted "Madam" sadly, and then tripped on the threshold. The servant quickly helped him. Sima Yi stumbled to his wife's bed, called several times, tried her breath, pulse, and finally cried on her.

Emma is really fake... Tang Xiaotang despised, not to mention that the subordinate who helped him at the door was too quick to help. He was simply ready. After being ill for so long, he didn't come to see it. Suddenly, he died and cried as much as he didn't want to live. The blind man could see that he pretended.

Normally, he should suspect that his wife was defrauding himself. He came to have a look with a skeptical attitude and confirmed that he was really dead. He was suddenly hit and fainted. Sima Yi's acting skills were good, but it was a pity that he had been spoiled in advance, so he couldn't get up naturally.

Zhujin looked at it indifferently. Sima Yi didn't seem to feel that there was a strange man in front of his wife's hospital bed. He turned his head with tears in tears and asked him, "Before Zhu Jing died... What did you say?"

"One thought of life and death, one thought of kindness and hatred, so that you can take care of yourself." Zhu Jin's golden eyes were full of confusion. Such a man was ungrateful, but Fuxiang still loved him obstinately. He knew that the other party did not care about his life or death, but he still had to maintain his image in the eyes of others and deceive himself.

Thinking about himself, it's not the same. Sima Yi still loved Zhang Chunhua, but Fu Xiang has been using himself all the time.

In front of her, Tang Xiaotang returned to the canteen. Zhujin withdrew her hand and closed her eyes lazily.

"Then how did you get betrayed by her later?" Didn't they all say they wouldn't care anymore?

Zhujin's head shrugged slightly, snorted in her nose, and said, "Do you think I have nothing to do with her, and she will feel at ease? I have lived for nearly 4,000 years, and I have never seen anyone more calculating than her. Compared with her, Tang Qiuzhe's little white face is simply a Lu.

Tang Xiaotang spit out his tongue and thought, didn't he? Brother Qiu Zhe borrowed his hand to give off the power of Tang's parents. Even she felt something was wrong. She set a trap to harm the teacher, and was also seen through by Mr. Wu at a glance. The only skilled poison did not succeed in the end.

"After returning to Shouyang Mountain, I wanted to cheer up and find something to do, or take a new apprentice to turn my attention. Unexpectedly, my cheap son-in-law came to my house within a few days of a peaceful life."

"Huh?! Cheap son-in-law... Sima Yi? Did he come to you? Tang Xiaotang opened his eyes wide and said, "What kind of god is this? Why is he looking for you?"

Zhujin hooked the corners of her mouth and smiled, "Guess?"

That said, she still didn't let her guess: "He came to tell me that he wanted to divorce his wife and marry another wife. Fuxiang refused to leave and asked me to take his apprentice away."

Tang Xiaotang was completely stunned this time: "He doesn't want to die! If he can find Shouyang Mountain, he won't know who you are and how capable you are? - No, how did he find you? After thinking for a moment, I suddenly realized, "Is it a bitter trick?"

Zhujin rarely praised: "Yes, it's not too stupid. I can see that this is a bitter trick." Tang Xiaotang smiled a few times and asked, "Senior Fuxiang asked him to come to you and lie about the military situation. What do you want to do?"

What do you want to do? Of course, he wants to continue to use me," Zhujin casually picked the label paper on the beer bottle. "The boy said that if I want Fuxiang to live a good life and don't have to be thrown back to his mother's house by a paper divorce book, I will do something for him."

Sima Yi began to appear on the stage of history, which was already a matter of the late Three Kingdoms. He needed Zhu Jin's help to do it. Nine out of ten was to eradicate obstacles on the road to usurpation, such as Emperor Xian of Han and Cao Pi. The three generations of the Sima family have been operating. By the time Sima Yan ascended the throne, the noble officials have been almost cleaned up. It can be seen that this family is quite capable and can tolerate and pretend, but it is still not suitable to eradicate the incumbent. Zhu Jin is a demon who can use him to fabricate a divine punishment. The worst can also fabricate an accident and let the people in the way. Go get the bento.

Zhujin said, "Although I can see through the tricks of their husband and wife, I can't sit idly by and help him. According to Sima Yi's character, even if she doesn't stop, she will definitely not make her feel better, so in the end... I still promised to kill him."

"It's not a big deal that I want to kill a person. It's enough to be careful not to let people know, but who knows that they are not only the wronged ghost, but also me. This kind of thing happened for the first time and the second time. It's endless. I don't know how many people were killed by their husband and wife. Later, Qingyao came to tell me that there was a demon catcher looking for me everywhere and told me not to go down the mountain. I knew that it turned out that they used me to kill people while killing me. The clue was revealed to Tang Youxin.

After that, even if he didn't say anything, Tang Xiaotang could guess it. It was nothing more than Fuxiang who couldn't deceive him, so he had to go down the mountain to save him, and then took the opportunity to poison him, and then let him be sealed by Tang Youxin. If you really play a good trick, even your master and the bruised man you love can use and frame them mercilessly. Finally, cut off the grass and remove the roots, and Fuxiang's heart is probably only comparable to Medea in Greek mythology.

Tang Xiaotang shook the last bit of wine in the bottle and said depressedly, "How can you not hate her when she treats you like this? So how much did you like her at the beginning? Can you even die for her?"

Zhujin smiled and said, "Maybe it's really for her life, but later she will be numb. Imagine taking a knife on your arm, sprinkle some salt, and then cut some salt in a few days. After decades, can you still tell when it hurts?"

This scene made people's scalp numb just by thinking about it. Tang Xiaotang shivered and shrank his neck.

"To put it bluntly, in fact, Tang Yuxin is just a chess piece used by her. It sealed me for a while. When I come out, I will definitely seek revenge from the people of the Tang family, and she and the man's descendants will do everything possible to hide their origins and avoid the possible pursuit," Zhujin said, laughing at herself. "Hate him like It's Fuxiang's trick. Forget it. Tang Youxin, just let him go. I just want to rub Tang Qiuzhe's little white face to death. I'm too lazy to take care of the rest.

After hearing this, Tang Xiaotang really didn't know whether to cry or laugh and nodded: "It's not good to hold a grudge."

Zhujin raised her head complatonably: "Master is a person who doesn't like revenge. If there is revenge, he will revenge on the spot."

"So do you think Sister Fuxiang is really turning around this time, or is she calculating something else? She is already like that, and her beloved man has died a long time ago. Don't you seem to have any benefits? Tang Xiaotang thought about it, and didn't think there was anything else that Fuxiang could turn out.

Zhujin looked serious: "It's hard to say. Some of what I just told you was figured out later. The authorities are often confused and often can't see what profit they have on themselves, and it's easy to take it lightly. - By the way, the amulet I gave you last time has been put on. Don't take it off no matter what happens, do you hear?"

He vaguely smelled the conspiracy, but he couldn't tell what it would be. He could only remind him.

"I know."