Chapter 125: Return

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People are happy with their happy events, and after Wei Yingluobing released his suspicions, Hongli was happy for several days, but the little beside him made a mistake and splashed tea on him, he was not angry, and he was called Li Yu Don't punish him.
　　 or a pair of happy events, he was dealing with government affairs in the Yangxin Hall today, but Li Yu hurriedly rushed in from outside.
　　 "Emperor!" Li Yu salutes, "Golden victory in Jinchuan! General Fucha personally supervised the masters and captured several fortresses in Jinchuan!"
　　Hongli stood up immediately, showing a happy face: "Really? Jinchuan wins, Fu Heng wins!"
　　Li Yu: "Yes, Jinchuan Chief Tossa Salo ran to the table, and the army will immediately return to the class!"
　　 "Good! Good! Good" Hongli said three good words in a row, "I am right, Fu Heng really is a rare talent! Chuan purpose, Fu Heng went back to Beijing to work!"
The battle had been fought for two full years. When Fu Heng returned to the house, the people in Fucha almost didn't recognize him. The handsome young man, like a full moon, was now not only dark, but also thin. It looks more like a lonely desert than a full moon.
"Fu Heng, Fu Heng!" The old lady quickly rushed out, her eyes became more and more uncomfortable, and people were clearly in front of her, but she could not see, and she couldn't help but around. "Where are you? Where is it?"
　　 "Eu Niang!" Fu Heng quickly reached out to support her.
　　 The old lady followed his hand, groped his cheek, and gradually recognized her son's face, with tears in her eyes: "You're back in three years, you are thin, son..."
　　 "It's okay to come back." Er Qing came in a Chinese costume and smiled with a smile, "Don't leave again in the future, lest E Niang and I bother me."
　　 When she saw her, Fu Heng's complexion immediately dimmed: "Why are you here?"
Although the old lady couldn't see it, but he heard his emotions wrong, he slightly reproached: "You walk around, leaving your daughter-in-law alone, pity her with a big belly, almost died of dystocia, if I force my life to break open In that building, you will kill me without my grandson!"
　　Fu Heng said indifferently: "Isn't it all right now?"
　　The old lady didn't know why he had such an attitude. He treated everyone well, but treated Erqing like an enemy. She persuaded many times, but it didn't help. The two are like a broken mirror, even if they are forced together, the crack will always be there.
　　 Now I can only look forward to the child and make the two men break the mirror. The old lady said: "Okay, come and see your son, Fukang An... Fukang An..."
　　 The crowd separated, and a little boy came towards them.
　　 is about two or three years old, wearing a brocade blue robe, a treasure cap on his head, and a beautiful Dongzhu on his cap, overflowing with light. The child walked in front of Fu Heng, raised his head, and looked at Fu him timidly, with a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, like what he remembered as a young man.
　　Fu Heng only felt a sting in his heart and turned his head quickly: "Er Niang, the son still has to go to the palace to work, he can't stay at home, come back to accompany Er Niang at night, okay?"
　　National family affairs, people like Yu Fucha, national affairs are always bigger than family affairs. The old lady could only nod her head, before he left, he did not forget to tell him: "You come back earlier, don’t spend all your time on national affairs, and occasionally have to spare some time to accompany your wife. have kids."
　　 Fu Heng nodded reluctantly, but didn't want to see the mother and son at all, and sent the old lady away immediately, as if chasing behind the two beasts of flood.
　　 "Stop." One of them stopped him.
　　 Seeing Fu Heng's footsteps keep coming, the other party simply trot and stopped Fu Heng reluctantly.
　　 "Fu Heng." Er Qing's makeup was exquisite, but no matter how thick the powder, and the rich rouge, could not hide the viciousness hidden in her smile, "This is your son, why don't you take a good look at him?"
　　 said that she pushed Fukang An forward.
　　Fu Heng once again don't open your eyes, really don't want to see the familiar eyes.
　　 "As you know, I almost had a difficult delivery and died in the attic." Er Qing smiled, "Now that you have seen me, don't you even apologize?"
　　 Fu Heng Leng Bingbing said: "There are doctors and midwives in the building."
　　 He hated her for cheating, hated her for calculating Hongli, and even became pregnant with a taboo child. But even so, he did not intend to kill his mouth. He still kept good wine and good food. He didn't owe her any applicability. He only took one thing from her-freedom.
　　Erqing only remembered that he took away his freedom, and he didn't remember everything he gave himself.
　　Perhaps in her opinion, Fu Heng will always owe her, so she can of course take revenge on him and ask him for everything.
　　 "I need the care of my husband more." She approached Fu Heng closer and asked him for what she longed for most-love.
　　Fu Heng reached out to push her away and smiled lightly: "From the time you do the next thing, Fucha Fu Heng is no longer your husband."
　　Erqing was silent for a moment and smiled at him: "Fu Heng, you will not be so ruthless to me."
"Do you think I'm staying with you if I have feelings for you?" Fu Heng looked at her with no emotion in her eyes. Her eyes slowly turned to Fukang An, which is complicated and unspeakable. "It's just for this child...you Since he gave birth to him, he will be a qualified mother.
　　Fukang shuddered, hiding his tiny body behind Er Qing, and then probed him inquiringly.
　　 Fu Heng looked at the child.
He couldn’t give his father love. He didn’t even know what kind of eyes he would look at him in the future. He sighed in his heart. Fu Heng turned to leave. Er Qing sneered suddenly behind him: "Master Fucha, it is urgent to enter the palace now See Wei Weiluo?"
　　 Fu Heng ignored her.
　　 "Oh, look at my mouth!" Er Qing's voice was amplified, "How can I call her Wei Yingluo, I should respectfully call her a lady!"
　　Fu Heng took a step and looked back suddenly: "What do you say?"
　　 didn't rush back to his question, Er Qing bent down and hugged Fukang'an who was hiding in his arms, one big and one small, the two flood beasts looked towards Fu Heng together, indescribable humiliation, indescribable embarrassment.
"The embarrassment I gave you, the pain that Fukang An gave you, seems to add up to nothing like a Wei Yingluo." Er Qing said with a smile, "Look at you, what is your face like white...you don't want to See her? Go quickly, find her in the Yanxi Palace, kneel in front of her, and call her to make a lady."
　　 One sentence, one word at a time, plunged into Fu Heng's chest like a knife, causing him to lose too much blood and bruises all over his body. "I don't believe it." He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth and opened his eyes, "You lied to me!"
　　 He fled in some steps, turned his horse, and quickly rushed into the palace gate.
　　Can't ride a horse in the palace. He got off the horse, and the reins were thrown into the hands of the guard, and then hurriedly ran into the palace, but it was not the direction to raise the heart.
　　 "Fu Heng!" One hand held his arm, "Are you crazy?"
　　 Fu Heng looked back at the other party: "Let go."
　　Halancha seemed to be running all the way, breathing slightly, sweating on his forehead, looking around cautiously, and then lowering his voice: "The emperor is still waiting for you in the Yangxin Palace, what are you doing in the Yanxi Palace?"
　　 as a foreign minister, privately ran into the inner palace, a bad but a death sentence.
　　 What's more, Fu Heng and Wei Yingluo have such a past...
　　Fu Heng knew that he was wrong, but could not control his own feet. They seemed to have lost control and only desperately went to Yanxi Palace and ran in the direction of that person.
　　 "I..." Fu Heng murmured, "I have a word to tell her."
　　 This sentence, he hid in his heart for a long time.
　　 originally planned to tell her before going to the battlefield, but think carefully, if he died on the battlefield, wouldn't this sentence become her burden? So in Yuanmingyuan, he only looked at her from afar, then he swallowed what he had said, turned back speechlessly, and went to the battlefield.
　　 He said to himself: "I hid this in my heart. If I die on the battlefield, this heart will decay with me. If I come back alive, I will cut this heart out for her."
　　 "...coming!" Hylanda suddenly pulled him, "Hurry down!"
　　 Fu Heng refused to bow his head. He looked straight at the battle slowly coming in front of his eyes.
　　Nine lives, in exchange for a chance to speak.
　　 did not want to, and finally came back alive, but has lost the qualification to speak to her.
　　 This heart is not decaying on the battlefield, but it is decaying in his chest...
　　If you feel that, in the battle, Wei Yingluo suddenly turned her head, and Mingyue Luo followed her movements in the ear, swaying in the air, two snow-white lights practiced, her eyes were more serious than pearl, fixed on Fu Heng's face.