The Supreme Villainess’s Journeys as a Cannon Fodder

The bad premonition before, became more and more dense as she confessed to the funeral, like a heavy cloud, accumulated in Pei Jiufeng's heart.

In the ear, the very light voice continued: "Don't be afraid. I am my sister and my sister is dead. Don't be afraid when you eat. If you are really scared, you will eat at night and you won't see it at night. "

Pei Jiufeng seemed to be stabbed in the heart!

The pain made him gritted his teeth, vaguely tasted a bit of blood: "No, no, you won't die!"

She will not die!

The demon can't do this to him!

"I won't let you die," he said, moving one arm, trying to hug her back. But he was never used to being intimate with people, making him stiff his arms and didn't know what to do.

After a long time, put his arm back to his side and clenched it into a fist, "Tomorrow, I will go out with you, we will find food together, and we will definitely survive!"

He has no hope that the demon will let him go back.

If he is willing to let him go, it will not be delayed until now.

Pei Jiufeng didn't know how the demon was going to deal with him, but he couldn't watch Wang Dachun die.

"Tomorrow I will be a crutches." He said, "There are still some firewood in the house. Once tied, it can be used as a crutches. I will go out with you on crutches."

He fought this life and couldn't let her die.

When the mountain is exhausted, he will die first and let Wang Dachun eat him!

"Yes, there is not much firewood at home." As if reminded by him, her low voice rang again, "The water in the tank is almost gone. Tomorrow, tomorrow I will go to pick one in the morning. Tank water, go out of town to collect firewood in the afternoon..."

"I'll pick it up!" Pei Jiufeng interrupted her, "I'll pick water, I'll pick firewood, don't go!"

For a long time, I did not hear her response.

Pei Jiufeng thought that she would oppose him to do so, and she needed to persuade her a few words.

But she didn't say anything.

My heart sank: "Dachun? Dachun? Sister?!"

He didn't care if he was never used to being intimacy with people. He subconsciously pulled out his hand, held her shoulder and shook: "Sister? Sister?"

She didn't respond, Pei Jiufeng stretched out her fingers and probed her breath, felt the weak air current, breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly let go of her.

The soul was taken away by surprise.

Fortunately, she just passed out.

Pei Jiufeng retracted his arm into the quilt again, and before putting it in, he pressed the quilt so tightly that no cold air could get in.

She still kept the posture next to his head, and the weak air flow hit the skin around her neck, light and soft. Before, she shed a lot of tears here, wet and a bit cold.

He did not move, his eyes were open, and he lay quietly in the dark.

He said in his heart: "If you let her die, I will never let you go!!"

This is his only weakness. For her, he is willing to be a Mingjun to atone for the sins he committed.

But if the demon let her die, he promised to retaliate wildly!

Search all over the world and find him at all costs, frustrating his bones!

"Oh, he threatened you." Hearing his heartfelt voice, Huihui immediately reported to Shaoyin, "Yinyin, how are you going to deal with him?"

Shaoyin gave it the script every day and let it weave dreams, but the ending is unknown.

"I want him to be a Mingjun." Shaoyin said, "All his life, he worked hard for He Qinghaiyan, Shihe Suifeng, and be a diligent king who loves the people."

Huihui slapped his tongue: "He did so many cruel things, but he actually wanted him to be the emperor?"

"First of all, he has this ability." Shaoyin explained to it, "At the end of the script, he changed his past and became a Mingjun. It means that as long as he wants to do it, he can do it."

"That's true." Huihui said.

Shaoyin continued: "Secondly, this is what he owes the people of Chen Guo. The years since he was enthroned, the people have lost their lives, and complaints are full of complaints. He is responsible for restoring the devastated country."

Moreover, no one is more suitable than him.

As a male protagonist, Pei Jiufeng is smart, capable, and not mean, colludes with others, has no weaknesses, and has no selfishness.

If you put others first, such as the rebellious male partner in the script, can you guarantee that he will do better than Pei Jiufeng when he becomes the throne?

At that time, the male partner rebelled and broke into the palace. The hostess said that he didn't want to go with him, and rebuked him for being rebellious. What did he think? What he thought at the time was that this was no longer his business alone.

Rebellion is a matter between him and many subordinates, and he has to take care of his subordinates.

So after he took the throne, he gave rewards to his subordinates, and to what extent did he compromise in terms of power?

Replaced by Pei Jiufeng, what he wants to do will never compromise.

No one can blackmail him. If he is dedicated to the people of Li people, he will do better than others.

"Okay." Huihui said.

It actually doesn't have much opinion, because it remembers that it is a cannon fodder system, and its tasker can fool around, but it is absolutely inevitable to destroy the world line.

Pei Jiufeng is a male protagonist, so he should be the emperor.

I will have love with the heroine in the future.

Pei Jiufeng did not dare to sleep all night, for fear that he would lose Wang Dachun when he fell asleep.

When the sky was light, he gritted his teeth and stood up to get up: "Sister, I'm going out to do something, don't go around, do you hear?"

The girl shrank like a scrawny kitten in the quilt, revealing a messy head, her eyes closed tightly, she was shook lightly by him, and there was no response at all.

If it weren't for her to breathe and her body is warm, Pei Jiufeng would be crazy.

"You remember, don't go out." Knowing that she might not be able to hear him, he still warned, "I will come back as soon as possible."

After speaking, he moved out step by step. When he reached the place where the firewood was piled up, he tied a rough crutches with rags of torn furoshiki, squeezed it in his hand, and walked out step by step.

As soon as he left the house, he was taken aback.

Originally, he planned to knock on the neighbors' doors and ask for some food. Wang Dachun is starving to death. He doesn't care about his dignity. Even if he is asked to kneel and kowtow with someone at this moment, if he can exchange two nests, he is willing.

But as soon as I left the door, I saw a person lying down a dozen steps away, with both feet caught by someone, dragging him to the courtyard door behind him.

The man's face was facing downwards, and he dragged it so rudely, it was bound to cut his head and face. It can be seen that the person who dragged him is by no means his relatives.

Pei Jiufeng was shocked and suddenly thought of the Ergouzi incident that Shaoyin told him last night.

I'm afraid this person will also be eaten.

As if perceiving his gaze, the man on the other side suddenly raised his head, shooting a gloomy, penetrating gaze.

Pei Jiufeng immediately lowered his head and stopped looking.

His heart thumped, he couldn't knock on the door of the neighbor's house, if he knocked on the door, he might not be able to get out.

Who said you can only eat dead people?

There is a moat between eating food and eating people, but between eating dead and living people, there is only a small ditch.

He pursed his lips, turned and closed the door and locked it.

This is the only one who can protect Wang Dachun. Then, with crutches, he headed out of the city.

Along the way, not many people were seen.

The cold wind howled, and the whole city was full of depression, Pei Jiufeng had no spare energy to express emotion, and went to the riverside after leaving the city.

Last night, he thought about whether he would go for ice fishing or go hunting in the mountains.

Most of the mountains are out of food, and the animals are hidden in winter. He may not be able to wait for a prey after lying down for two days. After weighing it, he decided to chisel ice and fish.

Cut the ice, make a fishing rod, and cut meat as bait.

He didn't want to talk about all the hard work and difficulty, because he thought it was all he deserved.

If he was not so self-willed and reckless after he became the throne, Wang Dachun would not be so miserable. This is all his sin.

The river is empty, hunting in the cold wind.

Pei Jiufeng sat on the rock, guarding the ice cave, and was quickly frozen.

It was cold, hungry, and painful.

It turns out that the suffering that I have suffered in the past is not the most suffering. Suffering has no end.

He only hoped that he could catch a fish. If you can catch it, these sufferings will not be in vain.

He was lucky, he kept it for a long time, and finally caught a fish. The size is not small, weighing three or four catties.

He was very pleased, he caught the fish, threw it on the ice, picked up the stone that he had cut the ice before, and slammed it **** the fish's head, smashing it to death.

Only then took it into his arms, his clothes and chest were contaminated, and he couldn't care about disgust. He picked up the crutches with great joy and returned all the way.

He blew the cold wind for a long time on the ice, and his whole body was frozen stiff. He walked very hard, and he stumbled from time to time.

He didn't care about the embarrassing situation anymore, even full of enthusiasm, thinking in his heart that he would go back and cook a fish soup so that he could give Wang Dachun several meals.

Tomorrow he will come again to fish, Pei Jiufeng thought in his heart, save the more and leave it to Wang Dachun to eat slowly.

Falling all the way, he broke his elbows and knees, didn't care, and went home happily.

I wonder if Wang Dachun is awake? He locked the door before he came, and she couldn't get out even if she woke up, so she didn't have to worry.

The sky became gloomy and even more cold. Pei Jiufeng leaned on crutches with one hand, and put his torn clothes together with the other, struggling with his legs, trying to walk faster.

Finally, after falling for countless times, with tenacious perseverance, he moved mechanically to the doorstep.

With the key hanging on his neck, he shook his hands, and after a couple of times, he finally closed the keyhole and opened the lock with a "click".

Open the door, close the door, fasten it.

"Sister!" he shouted happily, "I'm back!"

Jumped and jumped, went into the house excitedly, and said in a low voice: "I caught a fish!"

There was no response from the bed.

Pei Jiufeng thought she was not awake yet, moved to the bed with some worry, and shook it gently: "Sister?"

At this moment, I suddenly noticed something was wrong.

When he called her before, shaking her through the quilt, the touch was soft. But just now, it was very stiff, like shaking a piece of wooden pile.

My heart sank suddenly.

"Sister?" He whispered, and shook her again, "Sister, are you awake?"

This time, he clearly noticed something wrong under the bedding.

There was a buzz in my head.

For a moment, there was nothing in front of me.

He opened his mouth unconsciously, trying to wake her, but his hand seemed to have his own consciousness, and he lifted it up little by little, away from the bedding. It seemed that a touch would startle the people below.

"...Sister?" After a long time, he finally found his own voice, shaking his hands badly, and shook her slightly.

It feels stiff as wood.

He looked dumbfounded, and slowly moved his finger under her nose.

I accidentally touched the tip of her nose and it became cold.

In fact, there is no need to sniff, her face is blue and white, and she has obviously lost her vitality for a long time.

Pei Jiufeng still didn't believe it, and put his hand under her nose for a long time, waiting for the weak breath that didn't dissipate.

He waited and waited, didn't wait.

"No, no," he said with a trembling, trembling as he lifted the quilt, ignoring the etiquette, put his palm on her heart, hoping that there would still be a faint beating.

However, he waited for a long time, and he didn't wait for a little jump.

"Boom!" Something stiff fell from his arms. He slowly lowered his head dullly and saw a fish lying beside his feet.

That is the fish he brought back for her.

The head of the fish was smashed because he was worried that the fish jumped on the road, causing others to pay attention to **** him, and smashed the fish to death as soon as he caught the fish.

He wanted to cook fish soup for her.

This time, he didn't know how to drink a mouthful, so he gave her all the drinks.

"No, no, it's not true." He put his hands on her arms and shook her body, "Sister, wake up, wake up, sister..."

The stiff arm showed that she had already been frozen stiff. As his shaking became stronger, her whole body shook on the bed, stiffly, straight forward and straight back.

"No, that's not the case." There was a sudden warmth in his eyes, and his vision was quickly blurred. He opened his mouth, his voice choked uncontrollably, "Sister, sister, you wake up, you can't...can't..."

How could she die?

He can die, she can't.

He had fished, but he hadn't made any soup for her to drink.

He hadn't raised her to be fat, plump, watery, with white cheeks rosy, and her hair black and shiny.

He should die before her and let her eat his meat for a few more days.

"Sister! Uuuuu..."

He knelt on the ground, the piercing pain from the injured leg didn't win his attention at all, and his forehead was pressed against her frozen hands, crying silently.

"I caught a fish, you haven't eaten it yet."

"It's delicious, it's fresh fish, it won't hurt your stomach."

"The fish is so big that you can eat several meals."

He couldn't help crying, and leaned on the bed, howling!

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" He was crying with tears and regret.

He shouldn't go out, he should guard her at home.

He had known that she would starve to death. He should cut a piece of meat from his leg and boil it for her to eat. With something to eat, she would not die.

She starved to death!

He shouldn't leave, he doesn't even know whether she was awake or died in a coma.

If she woke up at the last moment, called his name, and wanted to talk to him, but he was not there, how disappointed she would be?

He couldn't help crying when he thought that she was leaving with regrets!

"I was wrong! I was wrong!"

He was sobbing, beating his chest, wishing to take a knife, stab it into his chest, and squeeze out the painful heart.

"I know it's wrong, don't die, please don't die." He grabbed her arm and shook it vigorously, as if to wake her up.

No one has ever treated him well.

She is the best person in the world to him.

Although she would scold and beat him, it was all because of his selfishness. But even if he is selfish and selfish, and not considerate of her at all, she still accepts him and feeds him.

If she takes a bite, she will divide him by half.

He was broken by Wang and Li. She obviously wanted so much money, but she couldn't bear to eat something delicious.

She wants to eat so much!

He was sick and she looked after him all night.

She was wearing thin clothes and doing work that could crush anyone without a single complaint.

She has been suffering, never a little bit sweet.

Pei Jiufeng burst into tears, and couldn't wait to die: "The **** person is me, it's me! Why are you, you shouldn't die, shouldn't die!"

He slammed his head against the bedboard with hatred, and he didn't know how to torture himself in order to get rid of the overwhelming regret and pain.

"I was wrong, it's all my fault, you let me die!" Suddenly, he raised his head and begged with a full face, "You can let me do anything, as long as you save her, you can do it, isn't it? You? There are so many supernatural powers, please save her, I am willing to pay all the price!"

She is such a good person, she shouldn't die.

He deserves to die!

As his voice fell, a strange feeling suddenly spread throughout his body, and Pei Jiufeng was startled, and then the space in front of him was distorted, and a sense of withdrawal came!

He felt Wang Dachun's arm slip out of his control like a fish, and his eyes widened immediately: "No!"

But the scene in front of him was still flying away, and he grabbed forward desperately, but couldn't grasp anything. For almost an instant, the dilapidated house was completely invisible in front of him.

"No!" Pei Jiufeng sat up abruptly, opened his eyes to see the familiar palace, startled for a moment, immediately lifted the quilt, got up and got out of bed.

Hearing the movement inside, the palace people who were waiting outside walked in: "The emperor?"

"Get out!" Pei Jiufeng didn't even look at it. He grabbed the clothes and put them on, put on the shoes hurriedly, and strode out while tying the clothes.

His hair was disheveled, his eyes were red, and his expression was sad, as if his parents were dead, which surprised and puzzled the palace people.

Did the emperor have a nightmare? What kind of nightmare was it that made him show such a fragile side?

"The emperor, where are you going?" Even though he was puzzled, but seeing him strode out without even wearing the cloak, the palace people immediately chased him.

Pei Jiufeng has a clear goal, and that is the place to raise the horses.

He took three good horses, stepped on one by himself, and clamped his legs into the belly of the horse: "Drive!"

Da Da Da!

Horseshoes sounded on the palace road.

The palace people only felt that a figure flashed by on a horse like electricity, and went away in a blink of an eye.

Followed by the shouts of "the emperor" and "the emperor".

The emperor suddenly went out of the palace. This was a matter of no beginning and no end, but the eunuchs who served with him and the guards who were personally protected had to keep up.

It's just that no one is as fast as Pei Jiufeng.

He is holding the best three horses, and if one of them is tired, he will change to the other one.

Out of the capital, all the way to Qingxian.

The horses of the eunuchs and guards couldn't catch up with him, and he ran for a day and night without eating or drinking water, persistent and crazy.

Everyone was puzzled and helpless, so they had to try their best to catch up.

Riding Liangju, Pei Jiufeng flew all the way into the gate of Qingxian County, holding the rein tightly with one hand, and leaning forward, wishing he could fly.

Finally, the horse stopped at the door of Wang Dachun's sister and brother's house.

He pulled the reins: "Well!"

Day and night, without dripping in, he was so exhausted that he almost fell off the horse. He stood in front of the door with trembling legs, his outstretched hand was also shaking, he paused and pushed the door hard.

With a "creak", the door opened.

Not tied.

As if afraid of being disturbed, he put his steps extremely lightly.

The moment he stood in front of the house, his heart was lifted high, holding a glimmer of hope-it was all a dream, and Wang Dachun was not dead.

"She's not dead." He said in his heart, "I care about her alone. As long as she is there, the demon wants to let the lonely do what he does."

Wang Dachun is useful.

How could she die?

With this hint of hope, he slowly walked into the main house. The light suddenly dimmed by three minutes, he held a sigh of breath, slowly turned his head, and looked at the bedside.

At this look, my eyes are splitting!

"No--"

Under the familiar shabby bedding, a human figure swelled slightly.

Under the bed, there was a figure backwards, silent.

Pei Jiufeng didn't even look at the ground, strode over, even kicked Wang Dagen's body away, walked to the bed, and looked at the person curled up under the two layers of shabby bedding.

She had a face that made him very familiar. She had been dead for a long time, and she had no longer the face of malnourished Huangbula. At this moment, her face was pale and lifeless.

Suddenly the liver and intestines are broken!

"No!" Tears burst out of the tears that had endured all the way. He caught her hand in a panic, and tremblingly held it in his palm, "No, no, no, no!"

He does not accept it!

He doesn't believe that she is dead!

But the cold and stiff hand in the palm of the palm reveals the fate of the owner.

She is dead.

"No, no!" Pei Jiufeng plopped and knelt down, holding Wang Dachun's hand, sobbing, "You can't die, it's all my fault, I deserve to die!"

He was crying almost to death, thinking that that night she suddenly hugged him and said to him, "When I die, you will eat me". Did she foresee death a long time ago?

Yes, no matter how strong she usually looks, she doesn't complain anymore, but she is hungry!

She must have been unable to hold on at that time, so she arranged funeral arrangements early. And she didn't want to die in front of him, didn't want him to do stupid things, so she took a sigh of relief and waited for him to leave.

Just thinking about it, Pei Jiufeng couldn't cry!

"I was wrong! I was wrong!"

"I really know I was wrong! Don't die!"

"You come alive!"

He cried with tears and snot, and his heart was so painful that he couldn't help kneeling, arched up, curled up into a ball, and kept whimpering.

"I know it was wrong!"

"Please, come alive!"

"Let me die!"

He finally understood that the demon's purpose of setting this game.

He told him that thousands of people have experienced the pain of the death of their loved ones, and he will also taste it.

He wants him to understand that he is guilty and is not worthy of someone who loves him.

Maybe Wang Dachun loves him, but he doesn't deserve it.

He is not worthy.

"I'm not worthy! I'm not worthy!" He struggled to get up, threw himself on the bed, and hugged the cold and stiff body of the girl, "I want you to hate me! Call me! Wake up! I am the person you hate the most! Wake up Come hit and scold me!"

"As long as you survive, you can kill me..."

He held Wang Dachun's corpse, and felt unhappy and regretted that he hadn't made it in the first place.

"I was wrong. I really know that I was wrong. I will accept any punishment. Come alive!"

"You haven't had a good day, and you haven't even had a sip of the fish soup."

When the eunuchs and guards were chasing afterwards, they heard a whining cry from the room, and they had a meal at the same time!

Looking at each other.

Finally, bite the bullet and walked in.

"The emperor--" After seeing the situation in the room, the voice stopped abruptly.

I saw the young emperor who used to have eyes higher than the top and didn't put anything in his eyes. At this moment, he was holding a corpse of a young girl who had obviously been dead for a long time, with his cheek resting on the girl's forehead, crying.

There was also the body of a boy on the ground. Everyone swept their eyes and fell back on the bed, wondering who the girl was before her death, so that the cruel and violent emperor could cry.

"The emperor?" The chief **** bit his head and said.

If Pei Jiufeng didn't hear it, he didn't lift his head, still holding the girl's corpse tightly, tears incessantly.

Everyone looked at each other.

In the end, he withdrew slowly, planning to ask after Pei Jiufeng became more sober.

This time, it was dark.

They arrived at noon, and Pei Jiufeng came earlier than them. He thought he could not cry for too long. He didn't expect that one day later, he was still crying. The **** chief came into the house several times and saw that he didn't even change his posture.

In order to chase him, everyone had no food or water all day, plus this one day, it was two days and one night.

Hungry and unbearable, I finally sent two people out to buy food.

Not daring to eat with Pei Jiufeng on his back, the chief **** brought food into the house: "The emperor? Use some meals?"

The aroma of the food finally caught Pei Jiufeng's attention. He raised his head and watched the chief **** carrying the lunch box in his hand. It was a three-layer lunch box that could hold at least six dishes.

Six dishes.

His sister Dachun couldn't even drink porridge when she was alive.

Seeing his violent aura gushing out, as if he was about to kill someone, the **** chief shuddered with his hand holding the lunch box, his heart was shocked!

I don't know how to offend him!

"The emperor, the emperor?" He bit his scalp and said, trying hard to save his life, "I don't know who is the girl the emperor is holding? She, can I buy her shroud? Can I order the coffin? When is the emperor going to buy her? Burial? Where is the burial?"

Pei Jiufeng wanted to yell: "She's not dead!"

However, it is clear that she is dead.

silence.

"The emperor might as well use some meals first?" Seeing that he seemed to control his temper, the chief **** let out a sigh of relief, respectfully and respectfully.

Pei Jiufeng was silent for a moment, and said in a dumb voice: "Come here."

I dared to disturb him, saying that Dachun was dead, and Pei Jiufeng wanted to kill.

But no, because of his former brutality, the demon talent punished him like this. If he continues to be cruel, the demon might even destroy Dachun's body and punish him twice.

He dared not take this risk.

"Yes." The chief **** brought the lunch box forward, and didn't ask him where he was going to use it. The emperor couldn't even put the corpse in his arms, so what's weird about eating on the bed?

He approached with the lunch box, opened the lunch box, and brought the plate out.

"Okay." Pei Jiufeng only brought out a bowl of rice, "take the rest out."

He only eats a bowl of rice.

This is already very luxurious.

Dachun hadn't even eaten a bowl of white rice before his death.

"The emperor..." The chief **** was extremely surprised.

"Get out!" Pei Jiufeng shouted.

The chief **** didn't dare to speak too much, put the food container away, put it in his hand, and walked back gently.

The emperor does not kill anyone.

What else?

Outside, the eunuchs and guards gobbled them up, but did not dare to make a sound.

Inside, Pei Jiufeng was grilling rice.

Tears fell into the bowl while eating.

After eating, Pei Jiufeng tossed the unremaining bowl aside, continued to pick up Wang Dachun's corpse, and cried silently.

"I was wrong," he said barely audible, "whatever you can do to me, let her come alive?"

This scene, I can't bear it anymore.

It has always been soft-hearted, and can't help but plead with Shaoyin at this moment: "Enough, don't continue."

Give him a good time!

It's too awful!

"Wang Dachun is dead." Shaoyin, who was in the capital, placed a stack of papers in front of him at the moment, all of which were all the forces and disputes she wrote based on her dictation. She was still writing, "This is not what I think. You can stop if you stop."

It is impossible for Wang Dachun to be resurrected.

Pei Jiufeng is destined to lose the treasure.

Just like the people who lost their loved ones under his brutal rule.

If their relatives cannot be resurrected, it is impossible for Pei Jiufeng to have such luck and preference.

Huihui grunted a few times and stopped talking.

Pei Jiufeng stayed in Qingxian for three days.

In the past three days, his world was dim and collapsed, and he was desperate and at a loss, not knowing the way forward.

I don’t want to work hard to manage this country—Dachun is dead. No matter how good he manages this country, what is the use?

But the chief **** was right, she deserves a decent funeral.

As for where to be buried, let's go to the imperial tomb.

After the decision, he collected Wang Dagen's body together.

This is her younger brother, the younger brother she loved during his lifetime, she must want him to be buried in a decent way after his death.

The crowd came hurriedly and walked slowly.

By the time I entered Beijing, it was already half a month later.

Pei Jiufeng left Beijing for half a month, and the influence on the court was not great.

He didn't pay much attention to political affairs.

As for the two siblings to be buried in the imperial mausoleum after coming back...if you want to die, please persuade them!

The head of the grave with the stiff neck is tall alone, and the rest are planned to keep the head of the top and drop it where it is worthwhile.

The clan has opinions, but Pei Jiufeng doesn't care at all!

He also felt that the ancestors were not worthy to be buried with Dachun!

After Wang Dachun's sister and brother were buried, Pei Jiufeng fell silent.

Throughout the winter, nothing can attract his attention.

He ignored the political affairs, but stopped the conscription, and ignored the rest, letting the ministers decide on their own.

There have been two more snows this winter. In the coldest time, Pei Jiufeng didn't let the charcoal basin be lit, only covered with a brocade quilt, allowing the cold to add to his body.

In addition, he only ate two meals a day, only white rice, some porridge, and did not touch any delicacies, and abandoned the brocade clothes and clothes, and only wore linen clothes and shoes and socks worn by the poor.

If it weren't for the people to persuade, it would be out of dignity that he would even wear straw sandals.

"What happened to the emperor?"

Everyone is curious.

Someone also asked about Wang Dachun's sister and brother, but after investigating them, they didn't find out that they had anything to do with Pei Jiufeng.

There are rumors that Pei Jiufeng once held Wang Dachun's body and cried with grief, but most people didn't believe it.

They guessed that the emperor might have been evil, because he had invited experts and immortal masters into the palace to exorcise evil.

However, if Pei Jiufeng is succumbed to the evil, it means that the masters and immortal masters who have been invited before are all liars. But those masters and immortal masters are extremely famous, so it doesn't make sense.

Before you know it, winter has passed.

The weather warms up day by day, everything recovers, the vegetation sprouts, and gradually glows with vitality. But Pei Jiufeng's heart was still dead, lost in the days when the clouds were overwhelming last winter.

"You should cheer up." On this day, Pei Jiufeng was sitting on a high place, alone in a daze, when he heard someone say in his ear.

The people who were serving were pushed far away by him.

So, who is talking?

His eyes moved, and he fell silent again.

Cheer up? what sense?

"Don't you want to see Wang Dachun again?" the voice said again.

This time, Pei Jiufeng's expression was two points alive: "Oh?"

He curled up his mouth and looked sarcastically: "Isn't she dead?"

"She died on July 19 last year." The voice said.

Pei Jiufeng was stunned for a moment: "Didn't she die in the twelfth lunar month?"

He remembered clearly that it was the twelfth lunar month when the river was freezing.

"No." The voice explained, "She and Wang Dagen are dead a long time ago, so I can borrow her siblings to lead you into a dream."

Pei Jiufeng was stunned, his mind almost froze: "So, there is no Wang Dachun at all? All my dreams are fake?!"

No one loves him? !

Those are all fake? !

No one would take care of him all night when he was sick? No one told him not to be afraid and eat her body at night? !

"You lied to me!!" His eyes were gradually red, and his expression gradually became mad, "You lied to me! You lied to me!!"

"Do you still want to see Wang Dachun?" The voice calmly continued: "I can let the dead person live with you, so that she can see you again."

Pei Jiufeng's soaring anger froze in an instant, and remembered one thing-if it was fake, there was no Wang Dachun at all, everything was a dream, why could his confidant give them money?

"Really?" He asked softly, because Hope was too fragile, and his whole body trembled slightly, "You can make her come alive, won't you?"

Shaoyin told Huihui the answer and told Huihui to relay it to him: "I can let her see you, on the day when you work hard and return the country to prosperity."

Pei Jiufeng pressed his lips.

After all, I still want to be Mingjun.

"You won't lie to me?" He asked for a while.

He doesn't mind being a Mingjun.

But he can't accept being deceived, and he won't see Wang Dachun at that time.

"Don't lie to you," the voice said.

The familiar pain filled Pei Jiufeng's chest, and he did not ask any more, nor did he even ask to see Wang Dachun first.

Can't see.

Missing is hope.

He has to rely on this glimmer of hope to spend the next few decades.

"Okay," he replied.

The emperor Chen Guo changed his decadence and began to intervene in politics.

It wasn't like making troubles deliberately as before, but it was so severe that it was almost stern and clear.

Work hard and care about people's livelihood.

Naturally there was resistance, but they were all eliminated by him.

In this process, Shaoyin fulfilled her promise and loyally assisted him.

In a blink of an eye, a year and a half passed.

The plot is about to begin.

"Wow!" Huihui was excited very early, "The plot is about to begin! The female protagonist is in the palace! The beautiful love scene is coming!"

It was originally disgusting the love scene of this script, because the tyrant is really disgusting.

But now he changed it!

The changed tyrant is no longer a tyrant, but a sad and frustrated person.

After the hostess arrives, she will definitely sweet him, warm him, pull him out of frustration, and bring him a bright and splendid life!

Shaoyin laughed but said nothing.

Soon, it was time for Pei Jiufeng to draft in the plot.

After one month and two months, Huihui gradually became uneasy: "Why didn't he draft?!"

Shaoyin said: "Maybe you are not in the mood for love for the time being, right?"

The fact is that the word "maybe" can be completely eliminated.

Well, the word "temporarily" can also be removed.

Pei Jiufeng is totally in no mood for love.

He forgot to sleep and eat, rectify the political affairs, eat the crudest food, wear the simplest clothes, stay awake day and night, and call his courtiers round and round.

He wants to restore the prosperity of mountains and rivers as soon as possible.

His hope for the rest of his life is to see Wang Dachun and say sorry to her.

After hearing her answer, Huihui was a little uneasy: "Then he should hurry up, Yinyin, you remember to urge him, what if the hostess gets married in a few years? Our mission is about to fail."

"Yeah." Shao Yin said casually.

One year passed.

Another year passed.

No beauties have been added to the harem, and the courtiers dare not send them or ask.

what? wanna die?

Although Pei Jiufeng doesn't kill people now, who doesn't remember how cruel he was?

He has been cruel for several years and killed countless people. Even though his temper is much better now, everyone is still afraid.

What's more, even if he doesn't kill anymore, his methods in court are also very scary.

If you can not provoke him, or don't provoke him.

The hostess had waited long enough.

She stayed until the age of twenty, and finally was with the male partner.

In the script, she has only brother-sister affection for male partners. But after all, the two are not brothers and sisters. After the male partner's hard work, stalking and chasing, she realizes that he is of the opposite sex, handsome, reliable, and loving, and is a good husband candidate.

Twenty years old is considered an old girl. In order to avoid other people's gossip, she thinks that the male partner is really good, so she married the male partner.

"Yinyin! They are married!" Huihui squeaked