"Girl, wake up. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "Yuanyu's pure Luoyang dialect was mixed with the fragrance of barbecue, which awakened Wang Mei's stomach and awakened her spirit.

"Sister-in-law, it's better to call me sister-in-law outside. The little waiter on the side reminded Changqing.

"It doesn't matter. Wang Mei heard his voice, a little hoarse that had just woken up, and took a sip of the honey tea in his hand, and the tearing sensation in his throat felt better.

"No. Xiao Shi's voice was respectful.

After slowly opening his eyes and adjusting to the darkness in front of him, Wang Mei saw a busy group of servants, some preparing food, others camping, apparently this outing was missing, so they had to spend the night in the wilderness.

The bonfire in the distance made a beeping sound, and the field was shabby, but the flickering yellow light reflected the warmth of the surroundings.

"Ahem, cough ......" As always, the itch in the deep throat made Wang Mei's tone not finish, and the red lips first overflowed with a violent cough.

Hearing her cough, the grandmother hurriedly got up, carefully changed a warmer cup of honey, and offered it to Wang Mei, while she got up and walked towards the bonfire.

The warm water, moistened the dry throat, a little sweetness of honey, Wang Mei sighed comfortably. As soon as she looked up, she saw that Yuan Fei had come slowly from the campfire, holding a freshly roasted rabbit leg in a tray in her hand, and walked to her side, and Yuan Fei gently knelt down on the couch beside her. The flesh from the rabbit's leg was peeled off little by little with delicate silver chopsticks and a sharp knife, and respectfully placed in front of her.

Wang Mei had already sat up at this time, although the hunger in her belly was urgent, the upbringing etiquette that had penetrated into the bone marrow for many years made her still sit down slowly and methodically, straightened her sleeves, took the warm towel cloth handed by the servant and wiped her cheeks carefully, and then carefully cleaned her hands under the servant before raising her hand.

When she raised her eyes, she saw a familiar smile on her face, looking at her with respect and pampering on her face, the busy servants around her came and went, and there was a liveliness in the quiet, and there was a lively scene in the distance, just like the jade beauty dressed in a singer's dress, singing in her mouth, with a soft tone, while her eldest brother was lazily leaning on the beauty, with a free and unbridled demeanor as always.

At this moment, everything is taken for granted, and at this moment, all the tranquility in the world seems to stop here.

At this time, a thunderclap sounded, a bumpy feeling suddenly came, the soft and warm scene in front of him suddenly distorted, and a scorching smell came from the bonfire behind the eldest brother, and the song of the beautiful woman turned into a low and old ancient voice, constantly repeating in Wang Mei's ear: "Go north...... Return ......"

The servant's panicked shouts were silent at this time, and the silver chopsticks in her hands fell almost silently, and in a hurry, she wanted to hold the round woman beside her, but she saw that her gentle face was swallowed up by the bonfire that suddenly rose behind her, and she didn't even scream. All the panic, the panic, the horror is played out quickly and realistically in a silent way.

There is only the lonely ancient sound that keeps repeating in heaven and earth: "Go north...... Return...... Go north...... Return ......"

Big Brother...... Yuanyu ...... Wang Mei wanted to scream, but her throat seemed to be locked by something, no matter what, she couldn't make a sound, she wanted to reach out to save Yuanyu, but her arm seemed to be bound by something, no matter what, it was difficult to lift, the feeling of suffocation made her suddenly open her eyes, and what caught her eye was the swarthy body of the carriage.

Another jolt came, and the carriage swayed, and the curtain separating the inner and outer compartments swayed with it.

"Ahem......" Wang Mei's eyes gradually became clear in this bumpy shaking accompanied by the cough - where was she picnic at the moment, it was clearly on the way to escape from Jiankang, and the scorching smell just now was just a charcoal fire overflowing from the stove in the corner of the inner compartment.

At this time, the charcoal fire in the furnace barely illuminated the carriage, and through the delicate silk curtains, the trees on both sides of the road could be faintly seen slowly moving back.

The sky outside was still dark with the early morning, and the rain that had not stopped all night was beating on the body, making a slight answering sound, mixed with the sound of wheels rolling on the mountain road, gradually calming her fear caused by nightmares, and the haunting sound of "going north" gradually died down.

Suppressing the muffled cough that was churning in her chest due to the pungent charcoal fire, Wang Mei shook off her arm that was a little numb because of lying on her stomach, and reached out to lift the curtain, but found that she was still holding a white child in her hand.

On the low table, it is the unsolved endgame before she goes to bed. Among them, the black and white sons were swaying because of the carriage, and they were arranged in a disorderly manner, like the crooked soldiers inside and outside the palace after the fierce battle.

This world is like this endgame, thieves are in charge, the war is spreading, and no one in the world is spared, even the top major scholars, every step must be thought about before and after, lest a thoughtful person will lose the whole game.

But what if they thought about it for a long time? Haven't these children of the scholar clan been forced by the traitors to escape from Jiankang? And in this era full of glitz, in addition to the few who stayed in Jiankang, how many of these escapees have real talents and can be entrusted with important tasks?

Even if they escape now, can they still expect these Langjun sisters-in-law who can't lift their hands or shoulders to revive the glory of the clan?

With a sneer on the corner of her mouth, Wang Mei threw the white son in her hand lightly, leaned back, coughed lightly twice, and leaned on the pillow slightly weakly, and the end of the original lively chat was disrupted by her, and the black and white children became more and more confused, just like the road ahead she faced, which became more and more unclear.

From the carriage behind her, there was the sound of the servants preparing to eat, and in the carriage, Wang Mei's perennially sick and bloodless lips pursed slightly, and she was even more worried in her heart-I don't know the eldest brother, have my parents escaped? I wonder if it's going well now?

Thinking of this, Wang Mei became more and more annoyed with her weak body, if she wasn't born weak, she could have played the sword dance and protected her parents and brothers; if it weren't for her perennial illness, her parents would not have been able to easily hide her truth and send her out of Jiankang......

There was a wry smile on her face, where are there so many if not, in the end she should be happy, if she hadn't been born in the Langya Wang family, she would have died a long time ago, right?

"Lang Jun?" A very low call came from the other side of the curtain, and then Wang Mei felt a slight coldness on his face, and saw a round face that Wang Mei was most familiar with appeared in front of him, with a round nose, round eyes, and even the corners of her mouth looked round when she didn't speak—it was her grandmother Yuanyu.

"How did Lang Jun cough again? This game technique is the most troublesome, Lang Jun has not healed from the cold, how can he bother?" Yuan Yu put down the warm medicine bowl in her hand, swept the chaotic chessboard on the table, frowned slightly, and became a little more worried in her heart.

When she raised her eyes again, she saw the tiredness on the face of the king's eyebrows, and the increasingly bloodless lips, and the round woman felt cramps in her heart—her poor girl, who was obviously a delicate and delicate woman, had to walk like a husband. From time to time, he was ridiculed behind the backs of the Langjun of various families, saying that he was weak and difficult to entrust with heavy responsibilities, and he could live to be twelve or thirteen years old at most, even if God had mercy.

Whenever she heard others talk like this, she would always be unable to hold back her anger and come forward to confront her. If it weren't for her girl, she might have been kicked out of the Wang family a long time ago......

Yuan Fei herself was originally from a middle-class scholar clan, but since the north was occupied by foreigners, the war has never stopped, in order to make a living, she must not flee from the north to the south with her family.

She still remembers the first time she saw the girl, she was wrapped in a small red swaddling cloth. As soon as she saw the girl carved in pink, she thought of her young son on the way to her death, and her heart softened at that time. Regarding the matter of becoming the baby's grandmother, there was no second thought.

The life of her own girl is actually excellent. Not to mention the mysterious and noble Langya Wang family of the birth generation, it is herself, on the day of her birth, auspicious rain fell from the sky, and five colored lights were entangled and rushed straight to the sky, and finally only a cyan pillar of light remained, which stayed in the air for a full quarter of an hour before dispersing. Even the presiding officer of the Daling Temple and the head of the Zhengyi Sect said that this child was born auspicious and wanted to be accepted as a disciple.

But no one expected that this auspicious child was brought from the womb to be weak, and the female monarch did not know how many Lang Zhong invited the girl to ask for the pulse, and all she got was the diagnosis of uneven internal organs and uneven six intestines, and even most of them persuaded Lang Jun and Nujun to prepare for the aftermath as soon as possible. Only the host of Daling Temple, Bao Hui, once said when he was divining the girl, the girl's life was peculiar, and there was a hint of vitality.

Fortunately, neither the lord nor the lady gave up fighting for the girl.

As if to confirm the prophecy of auspiciousness that day, my own girl has been very smart since she was a child, she can speak at the age of two, she can read at the age of three, and she has shown her extraordinary endowment in the piano and chess, and even the subset of the history of the scriptures that the man has studied can read through and memorize it very quickly.

But the smarter she is, the more worried the female monarch is. Sure enough, the girl's fears were fulfilled when she was five years old, when she was studying in the garden one day when a tanuki came into nowhere, and the little girl was so frightened by it that she fainted, and then she had a high fever during the night.

Yuan Yu clearly remembered that Quan Jiankang's famous doctors and the medical orders in the palace were all invited, and they were all the same result - please prepare for the funeral at home. When the lady heard this, she fainted.

Legendarily, the next day, just when the female monarch finally accepted the reality and prepared for the girl's funeral, three crisp bells rang from outside the door, and the unkempt Taoist was led in by the girl's eldest brother, the counselor. The man originally looked lazy, but when he glanced at the girl on the bed, he suddenly retreated, stepped forward quickly, and said with a sigh of surprise, and said, "Feng Ni Wutong, the root is buried in Luoshui, and it is strange and strange?"

At that time, the lord of Lang was in a bad mood because the girl's life was hanging by a thread, and at this time, he was even more dissatisfied when he saw the madness of the Taoist. waved his hand and wanted to order someone to drive him out, but he was stopped by Lang Jun, and whispered a few times in the ear of the Lang master, and the Taoist took advantage of this time to point to the girl's makeup box and said: "Attached!"

I saw a streamer suddenly penetrate into the house from the window, and went straight into the lacquer makeup box in front of the girl's mirror table, and when she approached to look, she was surprised, the girl's original full makeup box was empty at this time, and only the heirloom jade carved by Lang Jun when the girl was born was laid.

When Lord Lang came back to his senses and opened his mouth to ask, he found that the person had drifted away. Only one sentence was left: "Baoyu Zhen soul, ancestors continue to live." On the side of Xuanwu, you can rest on your pillow. ”

Seeing this, Lord Lang immediately ordered that the jade plate should not leave the girl for a moment. A few days later, he gave a strange order: "From now on, there will be no sister-in-law in the Wang family." ”

After a long time, Yuan Fei also understood that the reason why the girl wanted to become Langjun - the ancestral hall was not allowed for women to enter. And the girl wants the spirit of the ancestors to continue her life.

In front of people, the girl named Wang Mei of the Langya Wang family died, the female monarch was overly sad, and the Lang lord couldn't bear the female monarch's lingering sickbed, so he passed the boy of the same age from the side, and the single name was 徾 (mei two sounds).

Just when everyone watched, ridiculed, and sympathized with the stepson who was just a stand-in, it was rumored in the palace that both the lord of Lang and the female monarch were extremely fond of Langjun, and on the day of Langjun's sixth birthday, Langjun even went to Chen Tianshu and asked His Majesty to take it with him when he was sacrificing to show his honor.

The presiding officer of the Daling Temple and the head of the Zhengyi Sect each sent a blessed ritual instrument as a gift. All of a sudden, Langjun's identity was raised extremely high.

It's just that the queen of people, and only she knows that the girl who is in the limelight for a while is still the girl who needs to drink medicine every day and will die at any time.

What is reassuring is that since then, although the girl is still suffering from minor illnesses, her body and bones are getting stronger and stronger year after year. Coupled with the royal family, there is no shortage of all kinds of natural treasures, and the girl's original loss of body has gradually made up, but the cough has never stopped, and it is always difficult to escape weakness in autumn and winter every year.

Fortunately, it is still the height of summer, and if autumn is getting thicker and the leaves are colorful, the girl can't stay with the car for so long......

Thinking of this, Yuan Fei couldn't help but look up at her own girl, and saw that although Wang Mei's face was not pale, her lips were much lighter than when she was at home, and Yuan Fei's eyebrows were even more frowned.

Facing the worried eyes of the Yuan Concubine, Wang Mei's heart warmed, knowing that she was worried about her body, she reluctantly pressed the tumbling emotions in her heart, smiled at the Yuan Concubine comfortingly, knelt down again, took the medicine bowl handed by the nurse, and just took a sip, a frenzied sound of horses' hooves mixed with the scolding of the escort warrior sounded outside the carriage.

"Who's coming?" was the voice of the leader of the Xiao family's warriors who walked behind their convoy.

"The one who takes your life!"