The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 732 Memories ([-])

In the 31st year of Yuanfeng, it was the fifteenth day of the seventh month, Zishi.

I was awakened by Suzhi.

Suzhi burst into tears and said, "Female doctor, take a quick look. The princess has no breath and won't cry no matter how hard I beat her. What should I do?"

Because there is no term;

Because production takes too long;

"Bring me here and see." I was dying.

Po Wen quickly picked up the child.

The small one is as skinny as a kitten, with a green face with white gray in it.

His little fingers were curled up and clenched into fists, as if he had predicted his future fate in advance. He wanted to fight, but was powerless.

This is my child!

Her little eyes haven't opened yet.

She has never seen mountains or seas, knows neither joy nor sorrow.

How can you die?
"Su Zhi."

I said hoarsely: "Take out thirteen needles for me, put them on the fire and bake them carefully."

"Do you want to perform the thirteen stitches of the ghost gate?"

Mrs. Liang hurried over, her voice trembling as if something was wrong.

I waved to her.

Mrs. Liang came closer, and I reached out and grabbed her front, "You promised me, right?"

Liang nodded vigorously.

"Even if she is a girl?"

Liang's tearful eyes were firm: "Even if she is a girl."

I let go of her lapel and took the thirteen needles together.

Hand rises, needle drops.

Ghosts and gods, I am not discussing with you, nor do I have time to threaten you. I am directly issuing a challenge to you.

As long as I, Shen Duruo, are here, you and none of you can even think of taking her away.

I won't leave any room for you, nor will I leave a way out for myself.

Let’s fight to the end!

One needle acupuncture point in the ghost palace;

The second needle is Gui Xin and Shao Shang;
The three-pin ghost barrier is Yinbai;
Four Needles Ghost Heart Dalinggang;
Five needles guide the ghost path and connect the Shen pulse;
Six-needle Ghost Pillow Feng Fu Qiang;
Seven needles are taken from the ghost bed;
The eight-pin ghost market is in chaos;
Nine-needle ghost cave Laogong point;
The star in the Ten-needle Ghost Hall is strong;
The eleventh ghost hides in the perineum, and the jade gate has a thorn on the head;
The twelve ghost ministers are Quchi...

"Wow -" sound.

My hand shook and the last needle fell to the ground.

Suzhi cried with joy, "I'm crying, I'm crying, my little master is crying!"

"Live, live."

Mrs. Liang was both happy and worried at the same time, "Hurry, hurry, hurry, don't let her cry. She can't cry. My son, cry a little quieter."

Suzhi picked up the child and put her little face against my heart.

A strange scene appeared.

She felt my breath and her crying stopped immediately.

What a cute little person!
I opened my eyes wide and wanted to take a good look at her face, but I couldn't hold on any longer and slowly fell down.

Suzhi helped me and the child lie down together.

I gently held her in my arms, feeling an unprecedented softness in my heart.

This softness is like a gust of wind, like a cloud, relaxing all my four meridians and eight meridians that are extremely tired.

At this moment, how I wish Zhao Lin could ask me again, "Do you want to stay with me?"

"miss you!"

I want to give her a home, the most beautiful clothes, and the most beautiful braids.

When the weather gets hot, I fan her;
When she was cold, I covered her with quilt.

I want to grow up with her and watch her talk and waddle around;
On the day she gets her hairpin, I will personally insert the hairpin for her;
I want to find her the most gentle man in the world, who only loves her;

I personally placed her hand in the man's palm.

When I look at the backs of the couple leaving, I feel happy and happy, but also burst into tears...

However, I only had this dream for a moment.

A masked man in black stood quietly at the door.

I saw Mr. Liang stiffen and strode over.

The man in black leaned into Liang's ear and whispered a few words.

Liang's right hand, which was originally hanging down, grabbed the door frame with a bang.

She grabbed it so hard that the veins on the back of her hand popped out one by one like a man's.But even so, her body couldn't stop shaking.

After a moment, she raised her head, let out a long breath, and turned to look at me.

I saw tears in her eyes and sadness on her face.

I lowered my eyes and looked at the child in my arms.

My child, you will spend your whole life waiting for your father to come home.

Liang's sadness only lasted for a brief moment. She retracted her hand, slowly stood up straight, and straightened her chest.

The body shape is very upright, which is the posture of Mother Yitianxia.

She gave the man in black a cold look.

The man in black nodded, crossed the threshold and walked into the house. The dagger in his hand lightly slashed towards Wen Po's neck.

At the same time as the blood spurted out, Wen Po had been carried out by the man in black, and she didn't even have time to shout.

Su Zhi also moved. She began to wipe the blood on the floor and clean up the mess in the room...

While I was stunned, Mrs. Liang came over and sat down by the bed.

She reached out and brushed away my sweat-soaked hair, and said to me in a very calm tone:
"Shen Duruo, I want to take the child away."

The moment has finally come.

I was reluctant to give up in every possible way, but finally nodded.

"According to the rules, you won't survive. There is a saying after leaving a child, it is called leaving the mother behind."

She actually laughed, "It was he who said that someone must be alive to give us some incense and burn some paper during the Qingming Festival and Zhongyuan Festival."

My tears fell again.

"Don't cry during confinement, it will leave the root of the disease."

She took out her handkerchief and wiped my tears, her eyes gentle and sad.

"By the way, when you burn the paper, can you recite the Purana Sutra for my son, so that he can live in an ordinary family in his next life?

Don't read for His Highness and me. We agreed that we never want to come here in the next life. "

"Liang Sunyi." I called her name while choking.

"Shen Duruo, you are becoming more and more unruly."

Liang Sunyi took the child from my arms, smiled condescendingly at me, "I'll chase him, you live well."

After saying that, she turned around gracefully, straightened her back and walked out.

step;
two steps;

three steps;

Finally out of my sight.

I will never forget her posture, like a warrior holding a long sword, walking on a battlefield littered with corpses.

At this moment, the general has already covered the battlefield with blood.

Drums beat and trumpets sound.

The warrior walked slowly in front of the enemy and slashed his sword.

Resolutely, go to a death date!
My tears kept falling, remembering for no reason the first time I entered the Prince's Mansion, and the couple took care of me.

He wore old clothes and sat next to her.

With a smile on her lips, she picked up the chopsticks, picked out a piece of fish meat, carefully removed the thorns, and put it into his spoon.

After taking a look, he picked up the spoon and put it into his mouth naturally.

The water from the east of the river flows eastward. The daughter of Luoyang was named Mochou. She married into the Lu family at the age of fifteen, and the son born at the age of sixteen was named Ahou...

Zhao Lin, Liang Sunyi.

Goodbye forever!
I closed my eyes and finally fell into an empty darkness.

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Regarding the character of Crown Princess Liang, Yiran had a few words to say.

When I first designed this character, I had a lot of designs, but as I kept going, I ended up with what I am now.

It’s not that I wrote wrongly, but when I entered Ms. Liang’s heart, she was just such a person.

Not perfect, but firm.

I liked her very much. When she decided to die, I cried.

Just ask how many mothers in this world can kill their own children with their own hands, so she is amazing.

As for the prince, I would like to sum it up with a very old saying: character determines destiny.

The story of Shen Duruo, Liang, and the prince is over, and there is still a chapter left to end tomorrow.

I only updated one chapter today, and I hurt myself again.

There are still about [-] words left before this inner demon ends.

(End of this chapter)