Time flies, and in the blink of an eye another month has passed.
The atmosphere in the general's mansion is no longer as warm and peaceful as before, but rather feels depressing and heavy.
Fu Yuting's actions made everyone realize clearly that he was no longer the person who never smiled or spoke to anyone except his own husband.
Every night, his figure could often be seen in Cuiying Tower and Meixiang Pavilion in the imperial city.
The legend of the great general and his wife, which had once circulated in the imperial city, was gradually overshadowed by the great general's romantic affairs.
The girls and boys who had not dared to have any fantasies about the general because of some rumors, gradually began to have some thoughts in their hearts.
The vast majority of people, such as the emperor and some ministers, were happy to see the general's change.
Taking advantage of this momentum, two months after the general returned to Beijing, a night banquet was held in the palace, and court officials were allowed to attend with their families.
In just two months, the couple saw each other only a handful of times.
Muqin, dressed in formal attire, stood aside with her son waiting. After a long while, they heard footsteps approaching.
Hearing the sound and looking over, Muqin saw the person he hadn't seen for a long time, and at the same time he saw Hongying standing beside him, holding his arm with one hand and stroking her belly with the other.
As a concubine, Hongying naturally had no qualifications to attend the palace banquet.
She knew it, but she just didn't want to miss any opportunity to annoy Muqinyi.
After taking a quick glance, Muqinyi quickly looked away, without any change on his face.
However, Fu Siqin who was standing next to him had a cold expression on his face and looked at them with a sarcastic look as they talked as if no one was around.
At first, Fu Siqin still had expectations and fantasies about his father. Even if he lost his memory, he believed that his father could recover his previous memories.
However, during this month, his father's actions have shattered all of Fu Siqin's expectations and fantasies.
As the legal husband of a general, Muqin had attended many palace banquets, but none was as difficult as tonight.
In the corner of her eye, she saw her husband flirting with Princess Anyang who was sitting opposite him without restraint, while the emperor who was sitting at the top seemed not to see and was talking in a low voice with the imperial concubine beside him.
Muqin lowered his eyes, slightly curled the corners of his mouth, and there was some sarcasm in his eyes.
I think it won't be long before someone else moves into the house.
Half a month later, the emperor granted the marriage to the general as his second wife, and the wedding took place a month later.
When the news reached the main courtyard, Muqinyi was squatting in the yard tending to his black orchid.
Muqin has loved flowers and plants since he was a child. Except for the walking path in his yard, all other open spaces are planted with various flowers.
However, those who had planted, nurtured and appreciated it with him had long forgotten it, and along with him.
There are several small villages scattered at the border between Xinglan Kingdom and Yuehua Kingdom.
The people in the village are not ordinary people, but desperate criminals with blood on their hands or who are being hunted down and have nowhere to go.
The bandit village, known by the people of both countries, was not filled with daily fighting or tense atmosphere as they had imagined.
Perhaps because they were concerned that others had their own ways to save their lives, they were able to live in peace.
In an abandoned wooden house somewhere in the village, a wounded man curled up on the bed, his chest rising and falling slowly becoming still until the last breath dissipated.
This lifeless man was none other than the shadow guard Hei Yi that Fu Siqin had been searching for in secret for a long time.
Hei Yi didn't know how long he could escape.
Over the past two years, after several letters he had sent out had fallen into oblivion, he no longer dared to try again and instead resorted to hiding in secret.
However, not long ago, Hei Yi learned about the situation of his master and the young mistress in the imperial city, and he was anxious but at a loss what to do.
In the end, he could only risk his life to deliver the letter given to him by Hei Liu to the young master.
As expected, he was discovered as soon as he showed his tracks. Finally, in order to protect his young master, Hei Yi fled to the outer frontier with another letter.
Unfortunately, the final ending was just like the scene in the abandoned wooden house, Hei Yi died.
I always thought that people have no perception after death, until Hei Yi woke up from his void consciousness.
Looking at the pitch-black surroundings, Hei Yi, who had been paralyzed for many years, was a little nervous inside, but he still maintained the demeanor of a shadow leader.
until--
“Brother!!”
"Master Shadowshou!"
"Brother Hei Yi!"
Hearing the familiar voice, Hei turned around and was surprised to see who was coming.
"You...you guys!"
"Brother, why did you die too?"
The five shadow guards of the Black Class who had followed Fu Yuting to the battlefield appeared in front of Hei Yi. Including Hei Yi who had just arrived, now all six of them were gathered together.
"What's going on?" As the leader of Fu Yuting's shadow guards, Hei Yi was surprised for a moment and then asked.
He never thought that he would really become a ghost after death, and now he is reunited with his other brothers.
"Maybe it has something to do with the master." The taciturn Hei Er suddenly spoke.
"Owner?!"
"After we die, we wake up and float around our master." Hei Liu explained as he floated forward with Hei Yi.
It didn't take long for them to move in soul state, and in the blink of an eye Hei Yi was brought to an unfamiliar place.
It was a broken altar, and the man floating above the altar was their master Fu Yuting.
At this moment, scarlet and black mists intertwined and lingered around him, looking weird and extremely dangerous.
"Master, what's wrong?"
Hei Yi's soul body floated past uncontrollably, but was stopped when it approached the edge of the altar.
Reluctantly, he circled around the altar, but was unable to get close.
"I don't know. The master looked like this when we appeared here as a child." Hei San, who was the first to appear around the master, spoke up.
Five Shadow Guards surrounded the Shadow Chief and explained to him the intelligence they had gathered.
After listening, Hei Yi pondered for a moment and was about to say something, but he caught a glimpse of the master floating in the air suddenly being enveloped by black mist.
At the same time, he suddenly felt that his soul body seemed to become more solid.
Hei Yi looked at the others and found that it was not his illusion. The souls of the others seemed to have some substance.
The man floating above the altar was wrapped in scarlet and black mist.
The mist that was originally slowly lingering around him seemed to have consciousness, and it quickly moved back and forth over his body.
The mist was getting bigger and bigger, and just when it was about to cover them, the huge mist suddenly burst into golden light.
The golden light was so dazzling that they closed their eyes subconsciously.
After a long time, when the discomfort gradually disappeared, Hei Yi opened his eyes, and the next second his sight suddenly met a pair of scarlet eyes.
"Master... Master?" Seeing such a strange master, Hei Yi's tone was a little uncertain.
Fu Yuting, who had just been struck by lightning and lost consciousness with hatred and unwillingness, looked at everything around him with a rare look of confusion in his eyes.
Thinking of the scene he saw before he lost consciousness, and the worry and nervousness about his husband and son, Fu Yuting quickly regained her sanity.
"What time is it now? How long have I been unconscious?"
"Uh... Master, we were trapped in this place after we died, and we don't know what time it is now." Hei Liu answered cautiously.
"... Am I dead?" Fu Yuting turned his head slowly, his scarlet eyes becoming more and more terrifying.
Hei Liu froze up instantly when his master stared at him, not daring to move.
Yes, he died, and his body was taken over by an unknown spirit.
I'm afraid the ghost occupying his body is now living freely, while his husband and children are probably deeply hurt by him.
Thinking of this, Fu Yuting was instantly filled with murderous intent and anger.
"Master, when I died, it had been more than a year since you led your troops back to the capital." Hei Yi saw that his master was somewhat out of control and spoke quickly.
"How long has it been since I was shot to death?"
"Two years." Hei responded after a moment of consciousness.
However, when he realized something, Hei Yi's pupils shrank, and he said in disbelief, "Master, you...you mean, after you were shot by the arrow that time, you..."
Seeing that the Shadow Leader's expression changed rarely, the four Shadow Guards who died on the battlefield before their master looked confused, but Hei Liu's expression changed.
"I've been resurrected from a dead body, but the person I woke up from is no longer me." Fu Yuting said with a cold expression.
"No wonder..." Hei Liu murmured in a low voice subconsciously.
"What?" Hearing Hei Liu's words, Fu Yuting looked over.
Before Hei Liu could speak, Hei Yi, who had lived the longest, had the final say. "It wasn't long after the master woke up that Hei Liu realized something was wrong... Later, Hei Liu's throat was cut, and his subordinates escaped under the cover of the military advisor."
Fu Yuting did not ask Hei Liu why his throat was cut so easily. Being seriously injured was one thing, but the most important thing was that as shadow guards, they were the least defensive against their master.
Even if they noticed something was wrong, they had no idea that the person who woke up was no longer their master because they had no concept of resurrection.
"continue."
"Not long after that, I received news that the military advisor's legs were broken by that man." Hei raised his head to glance at his master, then quickly lowered his head.
"Interrupted?" Fu Yuting paused as he spoke, his entire soul filled with a cold aura, "Did the military advisor also notice it?"
"Yes, but I think the military advisor probably doesn't know that the man is no longer his master." Hei paused and continued, "After waking up, the man said that he had lost a part of his memory."
"No, he does."
After becoming close friends with Shen Qing, Fu Yuting accidentally let the cat out of the bag during a celebration after a victory.
Later, when he became annoyed by the pestering, he told him some strange stories half-jokingly.
With Shen Qing's intelligence, even if he couldn't think of this aspect at first, he would definitely think of it after a long time.
The host stopped talking, and the atmosphere suddenly became quiet.
On the other hand, Hei Liu was confused after hearing that the military advisor's legs were broken.
For such a kind and clear-minded person, Hei Liu couldn't imagine that his legs would never be able to walk again from now on.
Thinking that the man might become depressed and no longer have the vigor and vitality he once had, Hei Liu felt a pang of pain in his heart.
Fu Yuting came back to his senses and asked Hei Yi to continue talking about the intelligence he had collected in the past two years.
Black Five, who was standing next to Black Six, noticed that something was wrong with him, looked up at his master, and then asked in a low voice, "Black Six, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, it's just a pity for the military advisor." Hei Liu pulled the corner of his mouth and said reluctantly.
The two people's voices were so low that they could be ignored, but Fu Yuting still heard them. He tilted his head to glance at Hei Liu, who was full of low pressure.
Then he turned around and continued to listen to Hei Yi's report.
Unlike everything he saw before he died, this time he woke up and there was still time.
He will make those who bully his husband and children pay the price.