With those things in his heart, how could the wind spirit still fall asleep, close his eyes and open them, open them and close them, and repeat them. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Fu Yanyan also can't sleep, holding the immortal tablet in his hand, while rejoicing that Princess Runan is still alive, which can make Mrs. Yinghua feel relieved, and on the other hand, she sighs in the old things.

The wind spirit arched a few times in his shoulder socket, and he looked down at the contours of her full forehead, the delicate bridge of her nose and chin. The more he looked, the more he felt that her eyebrows and eyes were similar to that of Mrs. Yinghua Xiao back then, and she couldn't be summed up as familiar. Suddenly put down the tablet in his hand and asked, "Feng Ling, your father's name is ......"

"Gu Yunhe." The wind spirit replied casually, and immediately tired of him wanting to talk about something from his childhood.

Fu Yanyan breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly laughed that she had thought too much, although she was also from the Jiangnan Gu family, but the hundred-year-old Gu family in Jiangnan Province had to be a side branch, and her grandmother was complete, and it would never be what she thought.

As for the look-alike, Fu Yanyan meditated for a while, and said to himself in his heart: The appearance of Jiangnan women is generally of this type, and it is natural to look familiar.

Feng Ling urged again, and Fu Yan came back to his senses, thinking about the events of his childhood, but he had few words and little fun in his childhood, and his memory came and went only a few times.

It is nothing more than Cai Guogong being kind, and occasionally seeing him reading in the garden, he never hesitates to stop and give advice. Madame can also be full of knowledge, and has a large collection of books, and is often willing to borrow military books for him to read. In the family school, he had to be bullied by a few gentlemen, and they all laughed at him for being the son of a slave and never knew his surname, but Cai Guogong's young son was often willing to protect him. In those days, with Mrs. Yinghua's training, he was the happiest, forgetting his worries and worries, and firmly believing that although he did not have a deep family background, he could still stand upright in the world.

At first, the wind spirit asked a question or two from time to time, but gradually, he only blinked and listened, and then he was silent.

When she lowered her eyes to look at her, she saw that she was sleeping peacefully with her eyes closed, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and she didn't know what she dreamed of, and frowned slightly for a while.

He lifted the big hair that was about to slip off, put his arm around her shoulders, leaned his head against the stone wall, closed his eyes and sighed, and his mind turned back to this small hole. Who opened this cave to worship Lady Yinghua, Princess Runan and those palace people who died in vain in Zhaoqing Palace? Amanpo came here with Mrs. Liu's tablet to cry bitterly, what does it mean? Who the hell is Amanpo? The murals in the cave depict the situation in detail, and why?

These questions turned and turned in his heart, and he had no clue, maybe Feng Ling's guess was not unreasonable, Amanpo was originally a witness in this royal secret, but how did she escape and hide in the western frontier for many years?

Fu Tanyan shook his head lightly, these things that he couldn't think of for the time being, just said that Mrs. Yinghua's only bloodline was very likely to be alive, and he was very relieved. If she can be found out from the vast world, should she be brought back to Chang'an to return her to glory, or silently watch her live an ordinary life?

Thinking about it left and right, he fell asleep in a daze.

The next morning, the first light that shines into the small cavern will be the first to wake up the delay. He opened his eyes and moved slightly, and the wind spirit woke up. The two took advantage of the bright sky to take a closer look at the murals on the cave, which made Feng Ling sigh.

Before leaving the cave, Fu Yanyan relocated those tablets and bowed respectfully to Mrs. Yinghua's deceased tablets. Feng Ling also bowed down, his heart was astringent for no reason, the situation when the female teacher in the women's club mentioned Mrs. Yinghua in the past is vivid, and I don't want the outstanding female general to have this period of death behind her.

After a while, the two left the cave together, went to lead their respective horses, and galloped back to Dunhuang City.

Fu Tanyan wanted to go to find Amanpo for questioning, but Feng Ling wanted to go back to Anpingfang, recover the letter sent out yesterday, re-repair the book, and inform the father and mother of Jiangnan Province about this sudden and private marriage, and begged the beggar for forgiveness.

Let's say that the wind spirit returned to Anpingfang and summoned the Buddha slave to talk about it.

After she finished speaking, she waited for the Buddha's usual shock, and almost thought in her mind that he would blurt out the sentence in his next breath: "How can this be so hasty and categorically impossible." ”

However, Buddha Nu just looked at her fixedly, and said calmly: "It should have been like this a long time ago. ”

Feng Ling was quite surprised, after many years of tacit understanding, Buddha Nu knew her thoughts, and he knew that for her, only this step was the best.

Without the wind spirit's command, the Buddha Nu got up and walked out: "I went to retrieve the letter, but I still haven't left the post station." ”

After three or two days, it is the day of the month of the month of the month, and the day of the wine sacrifice stove. In previous years, because of Kang Dazhi's presence, he went to his wine shop to make a fuss, but this year is bleak and clear, the wind spirit is lazy to drink, and the sacrificial stove is all prepared by the Buddha.

On this day, the general will worship the king of the stove, and there will be an official media lady coming to the door. At this time, Feng Ling had not yet had time to prepare the wedding dress of Tsing Yi, and he did not even have a pair of cyan socks.

The official media lady appeared helplessly in front of the Gu Mansion in Anpingfang, with only one entourage behind her. Gu Zhai was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth for a long time. At first, the porter was supposed to have been sent by Helu, but refused to open the door.

Until the official media lady ordered the entourage to shout in front of the gate: "Yandu Lieutenant sent to hire him, please Gu Niangzi open the door quickly." Only then did everyone hurriedly open the door and invite them into the official media.

Feng Ling came out of the inner courtyard in a homely plain skirt, and the official media lady looked at her a few times, and finally her eyes fell on her dress.

Although the clothes are plain, the etiquette is thoughtful. Feng Ling welcomed the two people from the official media into the house, and immediately a little maid brought a hot syrup of tea soup, and just served the glue tooth of the king of the stove, and also brought a plate.

The entourage put Geng Ti, Najib book and other things on the case, and the official media lady pointed to those and said: "Du Wei ordered, the time is urgent, we don't have time to go through the six rites one by one, today is an auspicious day, and the five ceremonies of Nacai, asking for names, Najib, Najib, and asking for the date will be passed together." ”

As he spoke, the attendant came out with another wooden box and opened it under the nose of the wind spirit.

Feng Ling turned his eyes and saw that the wooden box was stacked with three layers, and the cyan wedding dress was lying in it, deep clothes, just one glance, Feng Ling saw that the clothes were made of exquisite workmanship, and the best colored brocade was used. In the two floors below, the hairpin ring is Huasheng, the ear ring is armband, the head is complete, luxurious and lively, but it is inevitably vulgar, and then the layer is even the Luo fan that the bride covers her face is also prepared.

The official media lady's gaze turned on Feng Ling's slightly surprised face, and said with a smile: "Du Wei ordered, the time is urgent, if we have completed the six ceremonies, we are only afraid of delaying things, so Nacai, Ask for names, Najib, Nazheng, and ask for time will be done together today." The captain had a big hand, and ordered the old man to pick the best dowry, saying that it would be used as a levy for the time being, and when he went back to tell his grandmother, he would add the levy next to him. These things, the lady has been here first, but she is still satisfied. (To be continued.) )