Hong Yusu walked over with the Dragon Slaying Sword in his arms and reached out to touch Fu Tonger's tombstone.
Lu Zhenzhi stared at it...
Hong Yusu said: "Your Majesty, this is her stele, not her."
Lu Zhenzhi: "I want to kill you all the time!"
Hong Yusu withdrew his hand and leaned the Dragon Slaying Sword against the tombstone.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for not killing me."
Lu Zhenzhi stroked Fu Tong'er's tombstone as if stroking her head: "Did you two kiss during my southern tour?"
Just as Hong Yusu was about to speak, Lu Zhenzhi said, "Hong Yusu, I know all the things you've done to stop me from being with her. I'm saving your life just for her!"
…
The midnight wind blew Hong Yusu's hard beard.
"Your Majesty, are you talking about under the umbrella? Did she kiss me that day?" Hong Yusu smiled, "Your Majesty, she had me in her heart. If Your Majesty had gone later that day, I would have kissed her..."
"She'll kiss you?"
…
Hong Yusu was stunned by the question.
"If she really wanted to kiss you, she would have done it long ago." Lu Zhenzhi squatted down, holding the tombstone with one hand and resting the other hand on his knee. His strong body looked a little old at this time.
Hong Yu was stunned: "She... Your Majesty."
"The one she's always loved is me." Lu Zhenzhi stroked Fu Tong'er's name with his jade-ringed thumb. "I'm too busy, and she's used to having you around. She's still young, so she can't quite tell what her feelings are for you."
Hong Yusu put his hands on his hips...
Lu Zhenzhi stood up and said, "You're so young, and you still have a beard. You want to imitate me? Hmm?"
"Your Majesty, I am thirty-two! Your Majesty is thirty-six."
Lu Zhenzhi waved his hand: "Go, open the coffin."
Hong Yusu saw a shovel nearby and said, "Your Majesty, should I do it alone? She is your woman, not mine."
"I'm here to see you open the coffin." Lu Zhenzhi sat aside. "Didn't you say you love her? I'll leave this job to you."
"Is this an imperial edict?" Hong Yusu looked at the two shovels.
Lu Zhenzhi had rolled up his sleeves. Tonight he was wearing a black casual suit and no longer looked as majestic as he did during the day.
"Teasing." He walked behind Fu Tong'er's tombstone.
Hong Yusu picked up a shovel and handed it to Lu Zhenzhi: "Master Jiu, do you remember when we were fighting and had nothing to eat, we had to dig wild vegetables?"
Jiu Ye...
Two men began digging a grave.
"I'm no longer the Ninth Master." Lu Zhenzhi's hair had already turned a streak of gray. "I only remember that at that time, You Li and You Yi didn't speak to each other. Hong Yusu, are you You Yi or You Li? Hong Xiaotian..."
"Is it important?" Hong Yusu wiped his sweat. He hadn't moved like this in a long time. In the three years since Fu Tong'er's death, he had been drunk every day. Now, he felt that his health was not as good as before. "Whoever Tongtong thinks I am is who I am."
"So you are Hong Xiaotian, You Li? What about him? What about Hong Yusu?"
"Dead." Hong Xiaotian said, "Dead a long time ago. You always thought I was You Yi, but actually, I'm not. You Yi was killed by me on the day I released the Prince of Qi."
Lu Zhenzhi was slightly surprised: "Really? I noticed that you didn't stare at Tong'er that day. On the contrary, it was your brother who glanced at her from time to time."
"Not looking at her means she's not in my heart? Your Majesty, you brought such a beauty to the army. If I don't look at her, do you think it's normal?"
The excavated soil has piled up into a mountain.
Hong Xiaotian looked at Emperor Yong's feet, then at his own feet, and said, "Your Majesty, you are truly capable. You didn't take action yourself, but just watched me take action."
Lu Zhenzhi smiled calmly: "..."
The coffin has appeared in the sight of the two people.
Two men jumped at the same time...
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