The days of being in love with facial paralysis

Chapter 31: Undetermined Return Date

On the day when the army returned, it could be described as mighty and mighty, and the people of the whole capital took to the streets to welcome it.

The emperor even went to the gate of the city to greet him personally, and rewarded the three armies in front of the people of the city.

Meng Que didn't want to join in the fun at first, but Marquis Boyang went with the emperor, and Tang Fuguo also wanted to go, so Meng Que went too.

Tang Fuguo was originally a cold-hearted person, perhaps it was too long since he had seen such excitement, so he also wanted to experience it.Meng Que went with her.

"Mother, are you a national teacher?" Meng Que asked.

"Nowadays, the world is stable and the Dao world is declining. It is just a false name to be called a national teacher," she said.

It seems that this is indeed the case, Meng Que has only seen the ginseng spirit on Fengming Mountain so far among the demons and ghosts in this world.Meng Que looked at Tang Fuguo, but Tang Fuguo's eyes passed through the crowd and fell on the emperor in the middle.

"He was a kid when I first met him."

When Meng Que heard his mother say this in a low voice, he couldn't help wondering how old she was.

Standing in the crowd with Tang Fuguo, he was easily overwhelmed by the crowd.Meng Que said that he didn't want to come, but he did come, but he kept staring at the army, as if he wanted to find something out of it.

He saw Rong Yulan, a woman in battle armor, majestic, riding a horse, flaunting past.

Having seen the entire army, Meng Que always felt that something was missing.

When he went back, he thought of that dream again.

No, there are too many people, he just didn't see him, which is quite normal.

However, a sentence suddenly rang out from the crowd, and that sentence made Meng Que freeze, his whole body shivering.

That sentence was originally supposed to come from the emperor: "He Lan died for the country with his own body, and has made outstanding military exploits, so he is posthumously named King of Lin'an."

"General He is dead?"

"How could someone as brave as General He die?"

"But how can what His Majesty said be false?"

Tang Fuguo heard it too, she subconsciously went to look at Meng Que, and saw him standing there blankly, as if her soul was lost.Tang Fuguo's face also instantly turned pale.

Que'er and He Lan originally shared a life, and if He Lan died, how could Que'er survive?

"Queer." Tang Fuguo called out.

Meng Que fell straight back, his dark eyes lacking any brilliance.

Meng Que was ill, very ill.

In the quiet courtyard of Boyang Hou's mansion, the door of the room was tightly closed, and a faint incense was burning inside, but within a few days, the person on the bed was already so thin that he lost his shape.

"Doctor, what's wrong with my son?" Meng Huo, Marquis of Boyang, grabbed the doctor and asked, but within a few days, he became much older.

He had just recovered from a serious illness, and his son was ill again, and he was on the verge of dying.Meng Huo was depressed in his chest and started to cough again.This Boyanghou's mansion is really leaky and it rains all night.

The doctor pondered for a moment, and then said: "Young master, this is a heart disease, and the heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. If he has no nostalgia for living, then even if the gods come, they will not be able to recover."

When the doctor finished saying this sentence, Meng Huo already understood.

Meng Que has a heart disease.He Lan is dead.

This is really terminal illness.

After the doctor left, Meng Huo sat in front of Meng Que's bed, stretched out his trembling hand to grab Meng Que's hand, his voice was vicissitudes and aging, tainted with infinite sorrow.

"Que'er, your mother has already left me, do you want to leave me too?"

He still didn't know about Tang Fuguo's return.He would never know what Tang Fuguo didn't want him to know.

Perhaps because of Meng Huo's words, Meng Que suddenly woke up at dusk that day.His eyes were catching something in a daze. When he saw his old father sleeping beside the bed, he wanted to move his hands, but he couldn't move after half a day.

His body is like dry lamp oil, exhausting the last ray of light.

Meng Que had a premonition that he would not live long.

When he closes his eyes, he can always see He Lan.At the beginning, what he saw was He Lan covered in blood, or He Lan among the dead.Later, what he saw was He Lan in fluttering black clothes, and it was He Lan who was looking at him with a smile.

One day, He Lan will come to pick him up.

He and He Lan couldn't die well when they were alive, and they were together when they were dead.

It's just Tang Fuguo and his father...

Meng Que wanted to sigh, but found that he had no strength to sigh, and only tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.

In the beginning, Meng Que would occasionally wake up and talk to Meng Que.

Meng Que said, "Father, you are not without everything."

"If something happens to me, you must live on. You have to wait for someone."

Meng Huo was just thoughtful, the meaning contained in his words, he didn't dare to think in an optimistic direction, he was afraid that he would find out that it would be nothing in the end.

Meng Que's condition is getting worse.In the end he stopped waking up.

A month later, Meng Que's breathing became weaker and weaker, as if he might die at any time.

Meng Huo grabbed his hand and babbled about his childhood. In the end, his throat became hoarse and his voice disappeared, but his hand became colder and colder.

"Master! Master!" The old butler ran in panting, making a lot of noise.

Meng Huo's face became displeased, but he was still thinking about Meng Que, and he didn't dare to yell at him.

"I'm back! I'm back!" the old housekeeper said excitedly.

"What's back?"

"They're back!"

Meng Huo originally wanted to ask who they were, but when he saw the people behind the old butler, he had the answer.

The woman was dressed in plain clothes, her eyebrows were delicate, and there was a hint of aura between her eyebrows, just like when they first met.And beside her stood a man who was beyond recognition, but Meng Huo recognized him at a glance when he looked at his figure.

Those were his Fuguo, and He Lan.

He Lan did not die.

Meng Huo stared at her blankly, but found that his throat had completely lost his voice, and he couldn't speak a word.He tried his best to widen his eyes, he was afraid that if he blinked again, the person in front of him would disappear.

Then, he heard the woman's voice with a smile: "If you stare again, your eyes will pop out."

However, He Lan had already entered the room in three steps and two steps, squatted down beside the bed, and tightly grasped the hand of the person on the bed.

"Meng Que, I'm back."

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