After the divorce, the salted fish beauty took the script of the villain

Fang Chuning spit out a mouthful of black blood and passed out again. This time, his breath was weaker, and his breathing could hardly be heard. Xie Jue could not detect his heartbeat, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. Cui Lansong was afraid that Xie Jue would affect the doctor's diagnosis. He bit the bullet and pulled Xie Jue away a little. The doctor shook his head at them after the diagnosis. Fang Chuning's heartbeat had stopped and he could prepare for the funeral.

Cui Lansong didn't expect that he would come a step too late to receive such bad news. He didn't dare to look at Xie Jue's face. This was the second time Xie Jue faced Fang Chuning's death. How could he accept it? Cui Lansong was also frightened in his heart. Afraid of Xie Jue's collapse, Xie Jue looked numbly at Fang Chuning on the bed. The last time he was alive or dead, at least Xie Jue had not seen it with his own eyes and did not want to believe it. Now he has no excuse to deceive himself. The room is full of blood and strong medicinal smell.

The doctor was afraid that Xie Jue would chop off his head in anger, but this was a poison that would seal his throat upon seeing blood, and there was nothing the gods could do about it.

Xie Jue said softly, "You all should get out!"

"Yes!"

Cui Lansong dragged the doctor who was so frightened that his legs were weak, to prevent the doctor from causing trouble here. After Cui Lansong went out, he did not dare to close the door tightly. The bond between Xie Jue and Fang Chuning was too deep. He was afraid that Xie Jue would get distracted and do something stupid, so he didn't dare to take his eyes off Xie Jue. Once he noticed what Xie Jue was about to do, he would stop him in time.

Xie Jue ordered someone to bring a basin of water. Cui Lansong motioned with his eyes to the servants to fetch water. When the water was brought to the door, he brought it in. Cui Lansong brought a clean towel over and stepped aside to the invisible man. . Xie Jue didn't care. He wet the towel and wiped the blood on Fang Chuning's face. He wiped it slowly, as if he wanted to engrave his face deeply in his heart.

But there is no need to look too much, Fang Chuning's face has long been deeply etched in my heart and cannot be erased. If Fang Chuning dies, he will be a walking corpse for the rest of his life.

In fact, there are not many things in this world that he really cares about.

The most worrying thing is Ruyi.

Ruyi is still very young and is so clinging to him. If he leaves, what will happen to his Ruyi? In fact, it doesn’t matter. Zhixu treats Ruyi as his own. Even if Ayu gives birth to an heir, he will still treat Ruyi as his own. Ayu will also raise Ruyi well. He is not in Kyoto all year round, and Ruyi is equal to them. biological son.

In the future, it will not be a problem to be a wealthy prince and live a carefree and happy life.

Pearls are also protected by emperors and empresses.

Children don't have to worry, Zhixu has long been able to take charge of his own business. Without his brother, he will be the wisest emperor in Beining, and no one in the world needs him.

The person who needs him most is lying here quietly!
The tip of Xie Jue's nose felt sore, and her throat ached from the pain. An Ning...wait for me! Sacrifice for love is the stupidest thing in the world. Xie Jue doesn't think that his behavior is like suicide for love, but living is really boring. Since there is no concern, the funeral has been clearly explained, and the child will be taken care of properly, so he has nothing to worry about. The rest of his life will be Living like a zombie has no fun and no expectations. It is better to reunite with him as soon as possible. If you force yourself to live in the world, you will be exhausted and your family will be worried.

He was extremely calm and showed no signs of collapse. He had experienced a tragedy like almost annihilating his family, which was the only time in his life when he collapsed. Now that he was facing farewell again, he was very calm.

He has always been very calm about life and death. Whether he lives or dies, he can just accept it calmly. Since his fate is destined to be so unfair and he is powerless to resist, what can he do?
Aning, wait for me...

There are some things I have not finished yet. After I have dealt with everything and said goodbye to my family, I will come to you. Walk slower on the road to Huangquan. Wait for me at the Naihe Bridge.

Let's go together and be brothers in the next life. Maybe there won't be so much entanglement and torture, and no one will poke your spine and scold you for being unfilial and unfaithful. You don't have to choose between me and my family. Every time you make a choice, It was all painful, and he actually looked very sad.

How he hoped that Fang Chuning could be more complete in this life!
He will be his brother in the next life and will protect him throughout his life.

"Cui Lansong, go find me a set of clean clothes." Xie Jue heard his calm and steady voice. Cui Lansong was startled and looked at Fang Chuning's blood-stained clothes. He sent someone to get them specially. Xie Jue likes white.

Xie Jue said, "Take the green color."

White was his favorite color. Every time Fang Chuning made him angry, he would put on a white brocade dress to please him, but what Fang Chuning really liked was plain blue, which was difficult to dress up. Since it's time to leave, wear his favorite color.

"Yes!" Cui Lansong sent someone to get it, but he didn't leave even half a step.

Xie Jue wiped Fang Chuning's face and then his hands without even looking at Cui Lansong, "What are you standing here for? Are you afraid that I will do something stupid?"

Cui Lansong didn't dare to answer.

Xie Jue said, "Don't worry, I won't do it."

Cui Lansong secretly thought that there was no telling. The calmer Xie Jue became, the more scared he became. Xie Jue said, "Instead of being here, you might as well assist Du Fang in dealing with matters in Pingnan County."

"...Yes!" Cui Lansong knew that Xie Jue had issued an order to expel guests. He also understood the situation and went out, but stayed outside and did not go in to disturb him. Maybe the prince wanted to be alone with Fang Da.

But what about the funeral?
Is this going to be in vain? What are the regulations behind it? The prince didn't say anything, and he didn't dare to make preparations. After all, Fang Chuning's death was a major event and had to be planned.

He called his lieutenant, "Go find someone to make a coffin. Ask for the best one, and then buy some...you know, just hang the coffin, burn the paper, and prepare for the funeral."

"But your lord..."

"Go!"

"Yes!"

The lieutenant general went down and ordered someone to hang the funeral in the county government office. The funeral was prepared on the spot, and it was time to be buried at dawn. The soldiers got the clothes, and Xie Jue put them on for Fang Chuning. Finally, he was a little satisfied, and he did it again It's clean.

Du Fang also heard about Fang Chuning and wanted to come to pay his respects, but was stopped by Cui Lansong, "Your Majesty doesn't want to see anyone now. Sir, please stop and wait until dawn."

This night passed so long!

Cui Lansong couldn't help but think of Fang Chuning. He was so jealous of the talent that he died like this. How could Sang Nan die in Pingnan County after surviving such a dangerous situation? How much the prince should blame himself.

He was recovering from his injuries in the south of the Yangtze River, but the prince took him all the way north, and something happened. If the commander knew about it, the consequences would be disastrous.

The new dynasty had just stabilized, and the military princes and the royal family turned against each other. Isn't this what the Yuwen Dynasty and Zhenbei Houfu were like back then? Cui Lansong's scalp feels numb just thinking about it, it's so scary!

It’s so big! If there is a new chaos, you will die with your eyes open!

It was late at night, when people are most sleepy. Xie Jue held Fang Chuning's hand. He suddenly froze, as if unsure of something, and shook it again. It had been two hours since the doctor said he died, so why was his hand still there? So warm?
"Cui Lansong, go ask the doctor!"

Cui Lansong, "Ah, yes!"

Cui Lansong, who was taking a nap, suddenly became energetic. Why did he still need to call a doctor when it was almost dawn? Was the prince feeling unwell? (End of chapter)