Anti-theft chapter, updated and replaced.

Chu Xiang raised his head sadly and looked at the closed door.

"Let's go." Cheng Duiyuan took Chu Feige's hand and Xiao Cui and stood in front of the back door of the Yellow Palace, winter has passed, it is spring. But Cheng Duige still dressed Chu Feige in a winter padded jacket and pants, while she herself only wore a thin white dress. When she left the palace this time, she finally tied up her hair.

This was the first time Chu Feige saw Cheng Dui, who had tied his hair, and saw that the jet-black pole-waisted long hair was scattered like a waterfall, and the tail was only tied with a red string, and the green silk scattered between the temples was softly attached to his ears, and the slanted hair on his forehead was occasionally blown up by the wind to reveal the beautiful willow eyebrows.

This kind of hairstyle is not complicated, but Cheng Dui's combing is extremely good-looking. In this way, she makes most of the casualness on weekdays disappear, but she has more of a woman's dignity.

Today, the wind in Chang'an City was very strong, standing in place, Chu Feige looked at Cheng Dui, who was standing there, his brain went blank for a moment, and even the sound of the wind whirring in his ears became a little insignificant. Full of eyes and full of hearts, they are all the backs of Cheng Dusk Kite in the wind.

Only then did I realize that this person was so thin. The thin white clothes wrapped around her body, and even the bones on her back could be seen clearly. Can such a garment really cover the howling wind? Even in the padded jacket, he was trembling. And that person seemed to have no feeling, standing against the wind, looking so arrogant and distressing.

"Kite, let's go." After all, the two words of my mother were not spoken, Chu Feige didn't want to call Cheng Duiyuan like that in her heart, even she didn't know why it was like this. And Cheng Duiyuan didn't make much corrections to Chu Feige's name for herself, she just thought that this kid was still making trouble and didn't want to recognize herself.

"Well, let's go." Cheng Duiyuan turned her head and took Chu Feige's hand and smiled faintly, she had rarely laughed again in the past few years, but she broke the ring here with Chu Feige. Chu Xiang prepared a large carriage for them, which contained a coffee table, pastries, and daily necessities, and two beds made of brocade quilts.

I have to say that these are indeed things that Cheng Duiyuan did not expect. They have been wandering in the rivers and lakes since they were children, and they have endured all kinds of hardships. Sometimes it's a blessing to be able to sleep in an inn, and if you can't sleep, you can just find a place to take the sky as a quilt and the ground as a bed. And the other was born with a golden key in his mouth since he was a child, and he has never been out of the palace and has never suffered.

When these two people got together, they didn't know how to prepare the items needed in the carriage, and Cheng Dusk didn't even think about using the carriage

The coachman was a strong man who knew martial arts, and it wasn't until Cheng Dusk, Chu Feige and Xiaocui sat down that they drove the carriage to the outside of the palace. In the car, Chu Feige stretched out his head to look at Chang'an City outside, and pointed to the little doll in the stall for a while and said that it was cute, and then said that the dog squatting next to the meat bun stall was so scary. Seeing her so excited, Cheng Duiyuan didn't want to ruin her interest, and would answer Chu Feige's questions one by one whenever she asked them.

This short drive passed by in a daze, and their first stop was Chengjiabao.

The two of them got out of the carriage hand in hand, and Cheng Duiyuan looked at the three big characters of Chengjiabao on the plaque in front of him, and his expression was gloomy.

I haven't been back for five years, and it still looks like it used to be. It's just that the person who often waits for him in the room is no longer there.

"Let's go." Cheng Duiyuan casually took out a scarf to cover his face, and then pulled Chu Feige towards the gate of Chengjiabao. has not returned for five years, and this originally majestic gate has added a lot of vicissitudes. The red lacquer surface was mottled and dropped, and some scratches appeared on it.

"Who's coming?" The gatekeeper routinely stopped the two of them, and looked at Cheng Duiyuan with a pair of eyes full of curiosity. "Please inform Lord Cheng Bao, it is said that an old man came to visit." Cheng Twilight did not say her real name, as if she had covered her face.

In this world, she is a dead person. Even if she used Feige to tell Cheng Gang the fact that she had cheated to death, this Cheng Jiabao had many people, and it was difficult to guarantee that no bad people would find out about her and make trouble on both sides of the rivers and lakes and the imperial court.

"Okay, please wait a minute." The little guy at the door heard that Cheng Duiyuan was someone Cheng Gang knew, and immediately spoke a lot more politely, and then looked at Cheng Dui's whole body exuding an innate domineering, and immediately felt that she must not be a simple character. After a while, he ran back and said that Cheng Gang was waiting for them in the front hall.

"Thank you." After Cheng Duiyuan thanked him, he took Chu Feige into Chengjiabao. There was the sound of some swords colliding in the practice ground not far away, and the familiar bluestone pavement and red stake wooden pillars jumped into my eyes one by one. Cheng Duiyuan looked down at Chu Feige, who was full of novelty, and shook her head helplessly, once upon a time, when she saw these things for the first time, she showed such a look?

Although the scale of Chengjiabao is much worse than that of the Imperial Palace, the front door is still some distance from the front hall. Cheng Duige took Chu Feige's hand and walked slowly, and when he walked to the front hall and saw the three people inside, his already somewhat solemn expression instantly froze on his face.

I haven't seen him for five years, and Cheng Gang is still wearing the same black suit, with a white belt tightly tied around his waist, looking majestic. As long as he sits there, he can give people an invisible pressure. If it weren't for the extra gray hair in the sideburns, Cheng Duiyuan might have the illusion that time has never passed.

"Daddy, my daughter is not filial." Before he walked in front of Cheng Gang, Cheng Dusk kite knelt on the ground with a thud, and her knees collided with the hard stone surface, but it was as if she didn't feel anything. And Chu Feige, who was standing on the other side, was naturally frightened by Cheng Dui's movements, and after coming back to his senses, he hurriedly knelt on the ground like Cheng Dui, and secretly raised his eyes to look at the three people in the main hall.

The person who stood at the front who was called his father by Kite should be his maternal grandfather, and he was as fierce as Kite described. Chu Feige thought in his heart, and shifted his gaze to the other two people. They were a man and a woman, one of whom was a burly, dark-skinned man in a dark blue robe, with a long black sword pinned to his waist.

Compared to the man, the woman beside him was much more pleasing to the eye. Petite body, long black hair. Peach blossom round eyes, cherry lips. The bridge of the nose is straight, and the waist is plummeting. These two people stand together, and the contrast can be described as heaven and earth. I saw that the woman was looking at Cheng Duiyuan with tears in her eyes at this time, and her slender white jade hand was at a loss to pinch the Jinpa in her hand, as if she wanted to tear the handkerchief apart.

"Eh, get up." Cheng Gang sighed heavily, let Cheng Dui kite get up, and sat back on the chair in the center. "Thank you, Dad." Cheng Duiyuan stood up, took off the white veil on her face, and her beautiful face appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Compared with five years ago, Cheng Duiyuan is now in her twentieth year. has faded away from the youthfulness of the year, and more of a woman's calmness and restraint. The noble temperament is self-evident, like a phoenix of lust, and like a lotus flower that is not stained by silt. Chu Feige clearly saw that when Cheng Dui took off her veil, the petite woman's eyes flashed with amazement.

"It's been a long time, Yuan'er, Xiaomo, I didn't expect you to grow so big." Cheng Duiyuan squeezed out a reluctant smile after speaking, but it made the people who watched it more and more sad. "Sister!" Cheng Yuan's tears finally burst out of her eyes, and she didn't care about the other people present who ran forward to hug Cheng Dui.

The once familiar smell jumped into her ears, and Cheng Yuan remembered that when she was a baby, this person was always by her side to take care of herself. When she was a child, she had smallpox, and the pustules on her body were itchy and uncomfortable, and Cheng Duiyuan took care of herself day and night, guarding herself from scratching her. Now, I haven't seen you for five years, how can a miss be summed up?

"Hehe, Yuan'er still loves to cry so much." Cheng Duiyuan stretched out her hand and touched Cheng Yuan's long hair, coaxing her like a child. "Sister, you are finally back, we all thought that the emperor trapped you and didn't let you come out, now our family can finally be reunited, and we will never be separated in the future, okay?"

Cheng Mo looked at the two people hugging each other and said, seeing Cheng Dui, Cheng Mo was also very excited. Although as a man, he didn't cry like Cheng Yuan, but his eyes were wet. "Yes, sister, I really miss you, I have a lot to say to you, really don't go anymore, okay?"

Faced with Cheng Yuan and Cheng Mo's request, Cheng Dui was reluctant to refuse them now, glanced at Chu Feige, who was still kneeling there, and instantly changed the topic. "Daddy, in fact, when I came back this time, I wanted to ask for something." It was only at this time that Cheng Yuan and Cheng Mo noticed Chu Feige kneeling over there.

"Sister, this child is yours and yours" Cheng Mo scratched his head but couldn't say any more, they all knew why Cheng Duiyuan married Chu Xiang, and they could even imagine how much Cheng Duiyuan suffered in this palace. This child, thinking with his toes, knew that it was not born voluntarily by Cheng Dui.

"That's right, she's my child, called Chu Feige. Xiaoge, this is your maternal grandfather, uncle and aunt. Cheng Duiyuan introduced them to each other, Chu Feige nodded obediently, and then called the three of them in that milky voice. The voice was greasy like syrup, which made Cheng Dui's back cold.

"Hello." Cheng Mo smiled honestly, stretched out his hand and touched Chu Feige's head. Compared to his reaction, Cheng Yuan was much colder, just nodded symbolically, and went to be with Cheng Dui again, Chu Xiang was sad.

"Kite, I think what you asked me to help this time should have something to do with her, right?" Cheng Gang asked while staring at Chu Feige. "That's right, the child came this time to ask his father to find someone to detoxify the child." Cheng Duiyuan immediately told Chu Feige about the poisoning and his appearance when he was poisoned. I saw Cheng Gang walk down and look at Chu Feige's palm, and his face sank at this glance.

"Actually, I don't know much about poison, but I've been walking the rivers and lakes for many years and have heard of some rare poisons. Listening to your description, I think she should have been hit by the seventh strange poison and seven filths among the thirteen absolute ghosts and poison gates. ”

"What kind of poison is this?" Cheng Dui frowned and asked, not to mention these seven filths, even the ghost poison sect was the first time she had heard of it when she was so old.