Chapter 167
It turned out that it was her masterpiece that he couldn't pull away.

Back then, she let Su Xiang pester him to death, but she never thought that this pestering would last for five full years.

He spent five years quelling the civil strife, fighting crazily, trying to forget the pain of losing his wife and child, but whenever he looked at Xiao Xiao's battlefield, he would always think of the child he had never met.

It turned out that it was all her fault.

But she was still here looking very hurt, and came to accuse him.

Why is she?
When a voice from the bottom of my heart asked this sentence, Qin Lian sat down on the ground in vain as if all the strength in her body had been drained, unable to get up no matter what.

She couldn't face the eyes full of pain.

After an unknown amount of time, she said softly, "Can you leave me alone for a while." The words were so light, as if they hadn't come out of her mouth.

"You can go," he said.

Qin Lian walked out of the palace crookedly, and when she just walked under the eaves, she was blinded by the sunlight above her head.

Looking back at the man sitting upright in the palace, she felt as if a flood of beasts was coming towards her, so she quickened her pace and crawled away.

But as soon as she returned to Wushuang Hall, she saw Zhang Fu standing in front of the door waiting, saw her coming, and waved to her.

She lowered her face and stood still not far away, "What are you doing here?"

Zhang Fu smiled, "I knew something big would happen today, so what if I don't come." He said, he came forward and wiped away the tears on her face.

It is an act of kindness by elders.

Qin Lian almost couldn't help crying again.

Seeing her mood swings, Zhang Fu hurriedly helped her into the palace, and as soon as he entered, he dismissed all the servants, and when there were only two of them left in the palace, he frowned and asked, "What happened? "

Qin Lian cast him a glance, "Don't you predict things like a god?" There was a hint of complaint in her tone.

Zhang Fu said: "I only know that you quarreled with Emperor Mo, what happened?"

The unhealed scar was uncovered again, Qin Lian covered her face in pain and cried, "It's me, it's all my fault."

Zhang Fu thought for a while and asked, "Is it about Prime Minister Su?"

She didn't answer, just hid in her palm feeling uncomfortable.

Zhang Fu patted her on the back and said, "Stupid boy, don't take everything on yourself. If it wasn't you, he would have to settle this matter by himself, but you just accelerated the process of the matter."

"But after all, I asked Su Yide to do this. And I still blame him for not coming to see our mother and son."

"He really doesn't know that you are still alive." Zhang Fu sighed, "Just ask a man who didn't see his wife for the last time because of political affairs, how he would feel at that time. It stands to reason that he was not able to uproot Su Yide at the time." , but because of losing you, he turned grief and anger into strength to solve it in just a few years, this should be regarded as a blessing in disguise."

Being comforted by him like this, Qin Lian felt much better. When she calmed down, for the first time, she wanted to ask him how his life was in those few years.

She is very clear about the feeling of losing a loved one.

So, she really wanted to know how he survived that time.

"he……"

It seemed that Zhang Fu could understand her thoughts, "It's not like that, what can a man whose wife died..." He looked into the distance, as if recalling his past, his eyes became cloudy.

"What's that like?" Qin Lian didn't like his riddles the most, and asked anxiously.

"Sad, painful, sad, want to cry, but can't express it." Zhang Fu spread his hands, "That's it."

To bear such a huge pain... is the most difficult thing.

Qin Lian understood and looked at the ground quietly.

Zhang Fu added abruptly: "Also, living in a room with the memory of two people every day, but constantly telling myself that I will never see that person again, that feeling of loss."

is desperate.

The word flashed in Qin Lian's mind because she also had such an experience.

On the day her grandmother left, she cried to death, woke up again, returned home, looked at the familiar environment, and all the memories shared with her grandmother emerged.

That's what she said to herself back then, she would never see grandma again, never again...

That desperate feeling of wanting to die.

Thinking about it, Qin Lian tightened her fists, but she didn't know that the previous pain was all gone. She asked again: "Then can you tell me, how has he lived these years?"

"How do I know?" Zhang Fu laughed.

Qin Lian gave him a sideways look, "You think I'd believe it, but for you he wouldn't have come here."

Zhang Fu laughed out loud, and after a while, he turned to her and said with a serious expression, "Have you ever seen a person lose his soul?"

"The Walking Dead?"

"Yes, that's the word. It can describe him at that time, but it can't generally summarize his situation at that time. He can eat and drink like a normal person, but after the victory, he will spit it all out."

Zhang Fu's words were like a thousand catties of cotton, densely woven into a net that made her breathless.

"And..." she asked.

Zhang Fu shook his head, "I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it if I continue."

Qin Lian tightly clenched her fist until she felt the numbness and pain in her palm, but it was blood, not sweat, that made it wet.

Lowering her head, she hastily hid her hands in her inner sleeves, and said again: "Speak."

Zhang Fu looked into the distance again and let out a long sigh, "Maybe you are a husband and wife. Although he looks strong, after passing out once, the imperial doctor diagnosed his inner body as an old person, and he couldn't tell. In March, the oil will run out and the lamp will dry up."

"Then……"

"Qin Chen found me and asked me to save him."

"Then……"

"I said you are still alive, let him live to make atonement."

"Then……"

Zhang Funing raised his eyebrows, "What exactly do you want to ask?"

Qin Lian stared at him intently, her lips pursed tightly.

Zhang Fu waved his hand helplessly, "Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you, you think that Nanyue can be sealed off with your meager strength, you are too naive, knowing that you are still alive, that guy will follow It's like a chicken blood, clearing away the threats around us, so Nanyue will never be harassed."

Qin Lian said: "So, what kind of deal did you make with him? That's why you unconditionally support him as my imperial husband?"

Zhang Fu smiled wryly, "This is not considered a transaction, everyone helps each other and benefits each other, isn't it very good."

Seeing him like a servant, Qin Lian wanted to slap him, but she held back.

After a while, she cleared her throat and said again: "Don't think that I will change my mind if you say that."

Zhang Fu said: "It's okay if you don't change, but Lianmo must follow him back to Beiyan."

Qin Lian said sharply, "Why!"

Zhang Fu said: "It's agreed."

The implication is that she is asked to make a choice, whether she wants a man or a son.

But, that's not the case at all!Their love is over, how can they talk about happiness when they are barely together?They have too many pasts, even if they don't quarrel now, if they quarrel in the future, those scars that will never heal will be opened...

Why did you come here.

(End of this chapter)

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