The best fake eunuch.

Time flies, autumn comes with his footsteps, and before he knows it, Fang Fangyi has come to the capital for two springs and autumns, standing in his courtyard, feeling the coldness of the autumn rain, he has mixed feelings in his heart

"The revenge here has been avenged, and the fallen leaves return to their roots, mother, we should go home." House Yi Zi muttered to himself.

Arriving at the palace, Fang Ziyi said to the emperor: "Your Majesty, I want to go home to visit my relatives, so I have come here to ask the Emperor for orders."

"Aiqing, you have been in the palace for almost two years, right?"

"It's been two years since I returned to the emperor."

"That's right, it's time to go home and have a look, I'm sure."

"My minister thanked the emperor." After leaving Qianqing Palace, Fang Ziyi wanted to see Zhao Lingying before leaving.

Every time she saw Fang Fangyi, Zhao Lingying would always wink at her, indescribably charming.Seeing House Yi coming, Zhao Lingying asked the servant girls and eunuchs to retreat.Fang Fangyi became the supervisor of the East Factory, so the little eunuch who served Zhao Lingying also changed, and they were all the people who were excited by Fang Fangyi's confidant.

"Why is Eunuch Fang here?" Zhao Lingying said loudly.

"The servant came to bid farewell to the empress."

"Fang Gonggong is not as good as before, so he won't be working here in this palace." Zhao Lingying said calmly, unable to hear the emotion in it.

Seeing those maids walking away, Fang Ziyi changed his respectful attitude just now, smiled and stepped forward to put his arms around Zhao Lingying's waist and said: "Okay, they are all gone."

"Why do you think of coming to see me today?" There was resentment in her words.

"What? Miss me?"

"Bah, ghosts think about you, what can a little eunuch think about."

"I really miss me."

Talking about House Yi's hands became dishonest, which made Zhao Lingying's heart itch, and even her breathing became short of breath.Fang Fangyi was proud of himself, Zhao Lingying leaned into Fang Fangyi's ear and said: "The eunuch just told me that the emperor will come over soon."

One sentence extinguished the enthusiasm of the house like cold water.Looking at the embarrassed house, Zhao Lingying giggled and said, "I'm lying to you."

It was originally a joke, but it made Fang Fangyi feel a twinge of pain in his heart.Finding that Fang Fangyi's expression was not right, Zhao Lingying held Fang Fangyi's face in both hands and said, "Okay, I'm kidding you."

Hugging the beautiful woman in his arms tightly, Fang Ziyi looked into Zhao Lingying's eyes and said, "Ying'er, come with me, let's fly far away, roam the world, and be a pair of happy mandarin ducks."

Seeing Fang Ziyi's serious expression, Zhao Lingying turned her head and said, "Ziyi, do you know? Meeting you is already a gift from heaven to me. I don't dare to expect anything more. Although my parents want to be rich, tools, but they give life after all, and I cannot ignore them."

"Okay, Ziyi, don't be unhappy. Your revenge has been avenged, what do you want to do in the future?"

"I don't know? I plan to go home and bury my mother well."

Looking at House Yi was depressed, Zhao Lingying gently stroked House House Yi's chest, pressed her body tightly against it, and said charmingly: "Then I must cherish this little time."

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At noon, House Yi got up, kissed Zhao Lingying who was still lazily lying on the bed, dressed neatly, and left the room.

On the bluestone path outside the Yonghe Palace, under an orchid oil-paper umbrella, Princess Yanqing was walking slowly in the drizzle, her brows were frowning and she was thinking about something.

House Yi, who lowered his head in thought, suddenly smelled the fragrance of orchids, looked up and met Zhu Yaoji's clear eyes.With the previous experience, the distance between the two is not so great.

However, in the palace, the hierarchy is strict and etiquette is the most important. Seeing the princess, Fang Yi hurriedly prepared to bow down.As soon as his knee touched the cold bluestone, Fang Ziyi felt someone holding his arm. The fragrance was so fragrant, it was Zhu Yaoji. With a soft voice, Zhu Yaoji said, "It's inconvenient on rainy days, so there's no need to salute."

Fang Ziyi no longer forced himself, stood up and bowed his head and said, "Thank you, princess."

Looking at the rain that covered House Yi, the princess said, "Why don't you bring an umbrella? Look, the clothes are all wet." As she spoke, the oil-paper umbrella in her hand was already leaning towards the top of House Yi's head.

House Yi hurriedly took a step back, looked at the princess and said, "No, princess, you are a rich man, don't catch a cold." The princess also felt that her movements were abrupt, and slowly retracted her umbrella.

In fact, Fang Ziyi was afraid, if the emperor knew that he shared an umbrella with the princess, then his head would not last long, he had seen Zhu Zaihou's ruthlessness before.

Seeing the panic-stricken look of the house, the princess smiled and said, "Don't worry, no one will wander around outside in this rainy day."

House Yi looked around and found that there was no one there. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Who said there was no one? Isn't there a princess here? It's cold in autumn, why did the princess come out?"

Liu Mei frowned, and said softly: "It's raining, and the room is very stuffy, so it's good to go out for a walk. Since the accident last time, Father has been strict with me. Mr. Fang is interested in accompanying me go?"

"The princess ordered, how dare the slave not obey."

'Pu Chi' the princess covered her mouth with a light smile and said, "Poor mouth." Looking at the sky, the rain didn't seem to stop, so the princess said, "You'd better go back, the rain is getting heavier and heavier."

"The slave is leaving, the princess should go back, the autumn rain is cold, the princess's health is important."

Looking at the back of the house Yi in the rain, the princess felt a moment of reluctance, and stood there watching the house Yi until the back was blurred.

Back at the mansion, Fang Fangyi found an onmyoji, measured the date, and determined that tomorrow would be an auspicious day.He planned to raise the coffin for his mother the next day.

The next day, I set off to go to my mother's grave. On the streets of the capital, a crazy woman stumbled and ran in the rain.People on the road hid aside in disgust, fearing that the filth on their bodies would contaminate themselves.With disheveled hair and a dirty look, there is still a little bit of the arrogance of the past.

In the rain, Wang Yu held an umbrella and took a box of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, and walked slowly in front of Wu Ruomei.Looking at Wu Ruomei with dull eyes, she handed over the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and umbrella together.Wu Ruomei opened the umbrella, grabbed the pastry in Wang Yu's hand, and ate it desperately.

Seeing Wu Ruomei's appearance, Wang Yu's eyes were sore, tears flowed down, and he held back his tears and said, "Ruomei, why are we bothering?"

Under the autumn rain, it was the first time that Wang Yu spoke to Wu Ruomei so sincerely and tenderly, and it was also the first time that Wu Ruomei didn't reprimand him coldly.

But at this moment, Wu Ruomei could only respond to him with a silly laugh of "ha...ha...ha".

The rain didn't mean anything, a group of monks were doing ceremonies at the chaotic graveyard, and House Yi knelt quietly in front of the grave, the tears on his face were mixed with the rain, and his cold clothes were pressed against his back.

Standing behind House Yi, the Situ sisters silently looked at House Yi's miserable back.That thin back made people feel an inexplicable pain in their hearts, and gave birth to a feeling of pity.

Situ Qian's cold heart was also touched, and her eyes were already wet with tears.Before she knew it, she had already walked in front of House Yi, and the umbrella in her hand was propped on top of House Yi's head, covering the cold rain.