Chapter Twenty-Three: Memories

Fang Yuntang saw that her mood was slightly low, and her heart moved, didn't she experience something unbearable?

Coughed lightly, "Lord Guo has thought about what he will do if the battle is over?"

Guo Wenying was silent for a moment and shook his head. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info She is a woman, she can't stay in the army for the rest of her life, and she can't be an official in the court, so where should she go after that?

Her heart was inexplicably flustered, and she was even afraid that after the war, she should go home after the battle, right? The pain of her childhood left an indelible shadow on her, and even though she was now as strong as a strong man, she still did not want to touch the pain of the past.

Seeing that her expression was wrong, Fang Yuntang didn't ask any more questions, and instead began to say some interesting things about business. He has been to many places, has a wide range of knowledge, and is eloquent, and when he talks about interesting things, he makes Guo Wenying laugh. For a while, the atmosphere was extremely harmonious, and the crowd in the front and back burst into laughter from time to time.

Happily laughed all the way back, but it was only fifty miles away, and soon arrived at the barracks.

From a distance, I saw a few horses tied to the gate of the camp, and one of them stood with his hands behind his back, quietly watching in this direction.

Or is he too familiar with that person, just looking at the figure, Guo Wenying recognized that it was Feng Jingting, he rarely goes out of the camp, what is he going to do today?

Feng Jingting had been standing at the camp gate for nearly an hour, and he didn't know what he wanted to do, or who he was waiting for, but when he saw Guo Wenying coming from afar, he suddenly realized that he was waiting for her.

In the past three years, every heavy day has been spent with her, and when he can't find her in the camp, he doesn't know what to do for a while. There was no way to vent the depression in my heart, so I ran to the camp gate to stand inexplicably.

And now, two horses from afar came side by side, looking at the smiling faces of the horses, a wave of annoyance suddenly rose in his heart, and a face sank.

What was Fang Yuntang telling her, and he was so happy?

The ivory-white military horse walked slowly to the camp gate, Guo Wenying grabbed the reins of the horse, turned over and jumped down, "I've seen the prince." ”

Feng Jingting glanced at her and said lightly: "Come with me." As he spoke, he had already led his horse away.

Guo Wenying could only let the guards escort the artillery back to the camp first, and then followed.

Waiting for the two of them to disappear, Fang Yuntang withdrew his gaze, and he saw all the displeasure that Feng Jingting had flashed just now.

When he jumped off Ma Shili, Feng Jingting didn't even look at him, as if he didn't have a non-existent contempt, which didn't feel very good for a proud person.

Feng Jingting, he seemed to attach more importance to that woman than he imagined.

Interestingly, this northwest land seems to be getting more and more interesting.

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Guo Wenying has been silently following behind, just looking at Feng Jingting's face, he knew that he must be in a bad mood, every time he has something difficult to solve, he will call her out, the two of them go to the col to sit down, sometimes they don't even say a word, just sit for an hour and go back.

Seeing that the direction he was walking was exactly where the two of them were used to going, he didn't pay attention to it, and just lowered his head and walked slowly.

Turning a corner, there was a blue wildflower in front of me, it was autumn, and there were many flowers blooming, and the small flowers glowed a brilliant blue, like a child blinking in a dazzling light.

Feng Jingting likes this place very much, likes this wild flower, and says that looking at the flower will remind him of the innocence of the child.

The two found a clean place to sit down, and Guo Wenying didn't ask him what was wrong, but only accompanied him silently.

After a while, I felt bored, so I picked a handful of flowers, sat on the ground and weaved a wreath, her hands have been clever since childhood, as long as she pondered something, she could catch it, and a wreath was very beautiful in just a few moments. I wanted to put it on, but I was embarrassed, so I just held it in my hand and played with it.

Feng Jingting looked at the flexible hands, her fingers were slender, longer than ordinary people, but the palm surface was rough, with many dry cracks, and she was used to doing rough work at a glance.

He looked at it for a while, and suddenly said, "I heard that you had a very miserable childhood, can you tell me?"

"What do you say, do you say how I am bitter?" Guo Wenying tilted his head to look at him, a little amused at his boredom.

Unexpectedly, Feng Jingting actually nodded.

The past events of these years are held in my heart, depressed, sad, and uncomfortable. Since someone wants to listen to the story, it doesn't hurt to talk about it.

She pondered for a moment and said leisurely: "I have been living happily since I was five years old, my grandfather and grandfather are very fond of me, and my mother loves me very much. But when I was five years old, my grandfather and maternal grandfather died, and my mother was killed. She said with a slight cold look in her eyes, "Sooner or later, one day I will take revenge on the person who killed my mother." ”

He looked up at her, "Do you know who killed your mother?"

"I guessed, but I haven't confirmed it yet. "The death of her mother was an eternal pain in her heart, she didn't believe that her mother would do such a thing, her mother was so kind, such a beautiful person, it could never be the evil woman in their mouth, ***.

"After my mother died, I lost my support at home, my father didn't love me since I was a child, and Mrs. Ying's second wife was even more vicious. I used to speak in a voice that wasn't like this, soft and glutinous, like glutinous rice dumplings wrapped in bean paste, and my mother said that people can make it sweet to their hearts when they listen to it. ”

She paused as she spoke, her voice slightly hoarse, and there was a touch of sadness in her narration, which made the listener feel a sense of empathy.

"That day I had a high fever, and when my uncle came to see me, I couldn't say a word, I could only keep crying. Mrs. Ying said that my voice was hoarse, and praised me for my filial piety, and then my uncle believed it. ”

"Is Second Mrs. Ying your father's concubine?"

She shook her head, "It's a flat wife." She is my father's cousin, the two grew up as childhood sweethearts, and the relationship is very good, but my father has been married to his mother since he was a child, and he can't marry her as a main room, so he became a flat wife. ”

mentioned that woman, although it has been so many years, there is still an unspeakable hatred in my heart, I have lived in the shadow of that woman for so many years, endured her difficulties, and watched her long-sleeved and good dancing coaxing her family. She is the young lady of Guo Mansion, but no one cares about her existence, no one thinks of her, and there is no father without a mother's child. Even if that dad exists, it's already just someone else's dad.

She thought that she could see it lightly after all these years of self-cultivation, but in fact, the wound was buried deeper, and once she took it out, it was bloody and painful.

"A lot of things happened in the family that year, my grandfather and grandfather died, my mother followed, my third uncle broke his leg while riding a horse, and a pond of fish in the family's lotus pond died overnight. My grandmother was a believer in Buddhism, so she asked the master in the temple to give me a command, saying that I was born from the Heavenly Evil Lone Star, my father and mother, and all the people who were close to me. He also said that as long as I was in the house for a day, my family would have accidents one after another. My grandmother did not like me in the first place, and when she heard this, she disgusted me even more, so she sent me to a farm on the outskirts of Beijing, where I was not allowed to set foot in this life. ”

Feng Jingting thought of the muddy and dilapidated farm when he saw her for the first time, and he felt quite uncomfortable, so he actually rushed out, "This old pious woman." ”