The room was quiet, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window lattice on the two people embracing each other.

"Cheng Fang." Fang Bocong shouted.

Cheng Fang responded.

It didn't turn into smoke and disappear, but there was a real warm body in my arms and hands.

"I have something to ask you." Fang Bocong said.

Cheng Fang let go of him and stood up straight.

The sudden loss in his arms made Fang Bocong's heart suddenly feel empty. He couldn't help but exert force on his hands, and the person who was about to stand up fell back again.

"Have you known about Sixth Brother's accident for a long time?" he asked in a trembling voice.

As I asked this question, my hands couldn't help but use strength.

"Morning, how early is it?" Cheng Fang leaned in front of him and asked seriously.

Morning, how early is it?

The murder of the sixth brother was the matter of Prince Ping, the letting of the sixth brother into the palace was the matter of the Queen Mother, and the killing of the sixth brother was the matter of Gao Lingbo.

Fang Bocong took a deep breath and loosened his hands slightly.

"Do you know what will happen in the future?" he asked.

Cheng Fang smiled.

"If I had known what would happen in the future, I wouldn't have come here." She said, reaching out and hugging Fang Bocong again, "I know what you want to ask, will something happen to Brother Six? I will think about it, and so will you.

Come to think of it, someone like him, as a tool in the hands of others, will get into trouble sooner or later."

Fang Bocong reached out and hugged her tightly.

"But I do know that there are changes in the capital." Cheng Fang continued, "That night at Qingyuan Station, you went downstairs to set off fireworks, and I saw the sky."

Just like the Taibai Jingtian, the solar eclipse and the lunar eclipse, she could observe the stars and the sky, and know the good and bad fortune.

"Did the celestial phenomena say that Sixth Brother is going to die?" Fang Bocong asked.

The man in his arms shook his head, his hair brushing against his chin.

"The celestial phenomena are just foreshadowings. Where we can tell who is who, it doesn't matter who it is." She said, "When the five stars gather, the emperor will change. As for how and who will change, it is not humanly possible to know."

She sighed softly when she said this.

"We have forgotten this truth before, thinking that we have understood the way of heaven, but we have forgotten that the way of heaven is far away and the way of humanity is far away and beyond our reach, so how can we know it?"

In that life, they also saw celestial signs indicating the end of the dynasty, and took the initiative to choose the new emperor they believed to be.

"That day we were stopped outside the city gate, was there anyone in the city?" She thought of something, stood up straight and looked at Fang Bocong and asked.

Fang Bocong nodded.

"The Qin family picked up Prince Yanping and entered the city first," he said.

"Prince of Yanping County?" Cheng Fang looked slightly surprised, then relieved, "Yanping in Fujian."

"What happened to Yanping?" Fang Bocong asked.

"I'm not the only one who has seen the way of heaven." Cheng Fang said, smiling slightly, "I think there must be some experts who have figured out where the emperor comes from for bullfighting."

It was as if the Cheng family had originally chosen the Yang family as their new master. In fact, the place corresponding to the Great Emperor Star was not necessarily the only place where the Yang family was the only one. As a result, they won the way of heaven and lost the way of humanity.

But this time, compared to the Yanping County Prince, the Jin'an County Prince, who also belongs to the Wuyue branch, actually does not have an advantage. She doesn't want him to take the advantage. She just wants to see that person.

How is Sixth Brother? Can we save him? The result turned out to be like this.

"...I rushed to the palace, but it was still too late." She said, looking at Fang Bocong, "I'm sorry, I couldn't save him."

Fang Bocong reached out and hugged her.

"No, you don't need to apologize." He said, hugging her tightly, "Cheng Fang, you don't need to apologize. It's me who is sorry. It's me."

"Cheng Fang, I'm sorry."

"Cheng Fang, I shouldn't ask you."

Cheng Fang smiled.

"Is there anything you can't ask?" she said. "What do you want to know? If there is anything you don't understand, you have to ask."

Don't ask me, don't think for yourself, don't guess for yourself, and don't answer for yourself.

Yang Shan, if you don’t tell me or ask, how would I know that you hate me, hate me, and are afraid of me so much...

She put her head in front of Fang Bocong and hugged him tightly.

Fang Bocong, thank you for asking me, thank you for not being afraid to ask me.

"Do you have anything else to ask?" she said.

"No, no." Fang Bocong shook his head and hugged her tightly.

Cheng Fang raised his head.

"I can save brother Zhou because he is still alive. His Highness the Crown Prince has no soul, so even if I am..." she said.

Stop talking, stop explaining, I get it, I get it.

Fang Bocong shook his head and wanted to stop her mouth, but was reluctant to let go and subconsciously lowered his head and kissed her lips.

The sweet smell of good lipstick immediately filled the mouth and nose, and the soft feeling that he had never experienced before made Fang Bocong's whole body tense up.

He just wanted her to stop talking, not...

Fascinating thoughts flashed through.

But why not?

"His Majesty!"

Suddenly there was a shout outside the door.

Fang Bocong stepped back suddenly and almost fell.

Cheng Fang stretched out his hand to hold him.

Fang Bocong's face flushed red, he raised his feet and rushed out the door.

"What's the matter?"

The door was suddenly opened, and an angry roar came out, making Eunuch Jing almost fall.

"Your Majesty..." Looking at Fang Bocong who looked like he was about to eat someone, Eunuch Jing stammered, "The imperial doctor...the imperial doctor is here..."

After waking up from a coma for such a long time, I had to ask the imperial doctor to see if I was okay.

Fang Bocong suppressed his raging shame and took a step back.

The imperial doctor, who was carrying the medicine box and whose calves were shaking with fear, was forced by Eunuch Jing's eyes to salute tremblingly.

"No need." Cheng Fang walked out and said, "I'm fine."

"Let's take a look." Fang Bocong said, looking at her, "What you said yourself is not that trustworthy."

This liar said it was okay, but was it really okay?

Cheng Fang smiled.

"Fang Bocong, come here." She said, turning around and walking towards the clean room, "I'll let you take a look."

Fang Bocong frowned, but still followed.

Eunuch Jing and the imperial doctor were thrown at the door.

Your Majesty, you called your Majesty by name!

The imperial doctor looked shocked. Before he could calm down, a hand grabbed his neck.

"What are you looking at?" Eunuch Jing stared and lowered his voice.

The imperial doctor shuddered.

"No, no." He stammered.

"What are you listening to?" Eunuch Jing raised his eyebrows and asked in a low voice.

The imperial doctor shook his head rapidly.

"No," he said.

Didn't see or hear anything.

"Go down." Eunuch Jing let go of him and said.

The imperial doctor hurriedly backed away with the medicine box in his arms.

What are you looking at?

Eunuch Jin said in his heart. He couldn't help but look inside the room. Everyone had already entered the clean room.

Let you see...

What can I see in the clean room?

Thinking again, when he opened the door just now, the emperor's appearance and voice were actually familiar.

The last time such an angry look was on the way to Qingyuan Station, after the charming carriage was interrupted...

Eunuch Jing couldn't help but tremble, dispelling the unwanted thoughts, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold the door.
To be continued...