Mu Qingwan shook his head and sighed, Zhao Youjun's obsession was too deep.

However, she didn't want to persuade Zhao Youjun to let go of her obsession today.

"That's it, so be it." Mu Qing said late.

Zhao Youjun snorted coldly, "That's why you came here today to talk this nonsense?" Or do you think that now that you have the upper hand, you can watch me laugh? ”

"You're a joke, but I'm not here to see the joke." Mu Qingwan said not politely at all, "I just want to sue you that as a reward for what you have done in the past twenty years, you, and your daughter, will be locked up in this Chengming Hall for half a year." ”

Speaking of this, Mu Qingwan remembered his former self, and couldn't help but sigh for a while.

In the past, she lived in Luoshuixuan, but now she single-handedly imprisoned the invincible Zhao Youjun in this Chengming Hall.

The world has changed, and it is really unpredictable.

Zhao Youjun raised his head suddenly.

When she heard Feng Mingwu mention this before, Zhao Youjun didn't pay much attention to it, but when she heard Mu Qingwan say it herself, she finally had some sense of reality.

"You're taking revenge?" Zhao Youjun felt a little incredible.

For a long time, in Zhao Youjun's eyes, Mu Qingwan was gentle and cowardly, and even during the days when she lived alone in Luoshuixuan, she never thought of resisting. But now, such a soft-natured person in the impression actually bluntly said that he would put her under house arrest for half a year?

"If you want to say that this is revenge, I don't object, compared to my twenty years in Luoshuixuan, you shouldn't be so repulsive about these half a year." Mu Qingwan took a deep breath, as if she had finally moved away from a boulder that was pressing on her heart, and she felt extremely relaxed.

Zhao Youjun's tightly clenched hands were even harder, and the pale cyan tendons bulged outward, looking particularly hideous.

Half a year is indeed nothing compared to twenty years, but Zhao Youjun can't imagine what she will become after the first half of the isolated days.

When Mu Qingwan was locked up in Luoshuixuan, at first, out of anxiety, Zhao Youjun also sent someone to secretly stare at Mu Qingwan's every move, it can be said that she saw Mu Qingwan's despair little by little.

At that time, she only felt happy in her heart. But now, it's his turn, even if that day hasn't started yet, Zhao Youjun has begun to be unable to breathe.

But. How could Zhao Youjun show his cowardice in front of Mu Qingwan?

So until Mu Qingwan turned around and was about to leave, Zhao Youjun still just bit her lower lip tightly, and kept convincing herself in her heart that she would never stay here for half a year.

Just when Zhao Youjun didn't say a word, Feng Mingwu, who still had tears in his eyes, looked at Mu Qingwan's back with a flickering gaze, and there was a slight struggle on his face. But it only takes a moment to succumb to the ** of the heart.

With a cold and immature face, she quietly took out a phoenix hairpin with a sharp end from the makeup box opened on the dresser, chased after Mu Qingwan in a few steps, held the right hand of the phoenix hairpin high, and stabbed it hard at Mu Qingwan's heart......

Kill her!

As long as she dies, her father will definitely marry her mother as a stepmother, and she will still be a noble concubine in the Hou Mansion at that time!

She is the daughter of the eldest princess, how can she be just a lowly concubine?

Seeing that the tip of Feng Hai was already very close to Mu Qingwan, a twisted excitement appeared on Feng Mingwu's face.

At this time, Zhao Youjun, who had been staring at Mu Qingwan's back, also discovered Feng Mingwu's movements. She opened her mouth, but said nothing. Even, as Feng Mingwu and Mu Qingwan got closer and closer, Zhao Youjun was looking forward to it more and more.

Mu Qingwan, go die, go die......

As long as Mu Qingwan dies, she no longer has to calculate who will win and lose in this battle that has lasted for twenty years.

Only those who are alive can be winners, aren't they?

Just when Zhao Youjun and Feng Mingwu both thought that Mu Qingwan would definitely die. Feng Zhige, who was holding Mu Qingwan's arm, suddenly pushed Mu Qingwan aside, raised a kick and kicked Feng Mingwu's wrist.

Feng Mingwu was a frail girl, and her wrist was suddenly hit like this, and she felt a sharp pain in her hand. Then his right hand hung down softly, and the phoenix hairpin could no longer hold it, and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

It was only at this time that Mu Qingwan was a little afraid to find out that something had almost happened.

Feng Zhige's face was suddenly covered with a layer of frost, and his slender white and smooth five fingers pinched Feng Mingwu's slender and graceful neck, which made Feng Mingwu's face flush from poor breathing in just an instant.

"Feng Ming Dance!" There was a flame beating in Feng Zhige's eyes. "Look at your mother now, you should know how kind I have been to you all along. But if you think I'm not going to touch you, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. ”

After speaking, Feng Zhige let go of his hand.

Feng Mingwu's heart relaxed, and he put his hands on his neck and breathed greedily.

Although she regretted that she couldn't hurt Mu Qingwan, she also thought that this matter was over, after all, Mu Qingwan didn't have anything, didn't she?

Then, Feng Mingwu only heard a tooth-aching crisp sound from somewhere in her body, and at that moment, she only felt as light as a swallow, as if she had suddenly flown up.

Before she could figure out what was going on, she felt an excruciating pain in her back with a loud bang.

The pain came too suddenly, too quickly, Feng Mingwu's face was so distorted that he couldn't see what it was, and even for a moment his mind went blank.

Feng Zhige retracted her foot, and looked at Feng Mingwu, who was kicked by her and hit the edge of the bed, to confirm that it was enough for her to be taught a lesson, and then she took Mu Qingwan's hand again as if nothing happened.

"It's just a small lesson, if there's another time, you can try to see if I'll keep my hand." After taking a few steps outside, Feng Zhige suddenly turned around and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely find you a good doctor." ”

The footsteps gradually faded away, and in the huge Chengming Hall, only Zhao Youjun, who was tortured by nightmares and almost lost his human form, and Feng Mingwu, who was lying on the ground with a pale face and screaming in pain.

……

As the days passed, the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion also became orderly again, and even more strict than when Zhao Youjun was on the board of directors in the past, and the rewards and punishments were well-founded.

And the subordinates of the Marquis of Weiyuan's Mansion were only a little uncomfortable with Zhao Youjun at the beginning, and they all slowly got used to it later.

People are very forgetful.

Now, the subordinates have gradually forgotten the original lady in the Hou Mansion, and they are talking about Mrs. Mu who is now in charge of the family in private.

Mrs. Mu governs the family well, Mrs. Mu is gentle, and Mrs. Mu has clear rewards and punishments......

And that's only three months later.

Feng Lin really counts when he speaks. Since the last time I had a conversation with Mu Qingwan in the outer study, I no longer cared about the affairs of the Hou Mansion's back house, and handed over all the matters to Mu Qingwan, and never said a word about Mu Qingwan sending Zhao Youjun and Feng Mingwu into Chengmingtang.

And Zhao Youjun and Feng Mingwu have not been out of Chengming Hall since that day. Even the two of them were not released when Qixi begging and Zhongyuan worshiped their ancestors.

There are only two people living in the huge Chengming Hall, and even three meals a day are sent by a deaf and dumb old woman.

This qiē is exactly the same as Mu Qingwan's treatment back then.

Back then, Mu Qingwan lived alone in Luoshuixuan for five or six years, even if he had Feng Zhige later, Feng Zhige fell into a deep sleep as soon as he was born. It wasn't until Feng Zhige woke up eight years later that Mu Qingwan could be regarded as having someone to talk to.

Speaking of which, Zhao Youjun and Feng Mingwu's endurance was too inferior to that of Mu Qingwan.

Although they don't have to worry about food and clothing, both of them used to live a life of clothes and food to open their mouths.

Laundry? Sweeping? Cleaning up furniture?

Sorry, they won't.

After just a few days, the original magnificent, clean and tidy Chengmingtang was like a layer of gray, and it was no longer as bright as it used to be.

Of course, the biggest change is still Zhao Youjun's mother and daughter.

There was no one to wait, and they were as if they had suddenly lost their hands. There was no one to serve and freshen up, the two could only use their own clumsy skills to groom themselves, no one prepared fragrant soup for bathing, and the two could only simply scrub their bodies with cold water, and in this hot day, within two days, the two of them could no longer stand the smell of their bodies.

No one washes the clothes, and if the clothes are dirty, they can only be thrown aside, if it weren't for the large number of clothes of the two of them, I am afraid they would only be unclothed.

Such days are almost a nightmare for Zhao Youjun's mother and daughter.

It was sent to Chengmingtang for less than a month. Feng Mingwu healed the injuries on his body, and the mother and daughter could no longer stand the days of living in Chengmingtang like wandering spirits, so they rushed to the courtyard gate and slammed the door and cried.

It's a pity that in order to let Zhao Youjun and Feng Mingwu enjoy this half a year. Feng Zhige sent two secret guards to guard Chengmingtang, not to mention that no one dared to release Zhao Youjun's mother and daughter, even if someone dared to do so, they would definitely not be able to get out of Chengmingtang.

Later, Xu knew that no one would pay attention to them, and Zhao Youjun's mother and daughter were no longer in vain.

After all, people are social creatures and do not receive a response from the outside world. The mother and daughter could only keep communicating with each other, and in the end, Zhao Youjun told Feng Mingwu over and over again about what happened when she was the eldest princess of Qingping, and Feng Mingwu kept fantasizing that after the royal family recognized her identity as the daughter of the eldest princess, would she be crowned a county lord?

After a long time, both of them seemed a little nervous, unable to distinguish between what was illusory and what was reality.

In this spacious and bright Chengming Hall, Zhao Youjun's mother and daughter are falling into mud step by step.

And in the past few months, a major event has also happened in Huzhou City.

Wu Mingyuan, the governor of Huzhou, successfully got the opportunity to be promoted to the capital, and it is rumored that he still went to the Ministry of Officials to serve as a Qing official in the examination, although he is the same as Zhizhou is an official position of the fifth grade, but the two are not the same level at all.

It is said that even in the capital, I don't know how many people want to get this position, but in the end, Wu Mingyuan, who is insignificant in the hearts of those dignitaries and nobles in the capital, is really a surprising thing.

The reason why Lord Wu was successfully promoted seems to be that Mrs. Yang has made a great effort in it, and the relationship between the husband and wife between the two who fell to the freezing point after the lotus banquet also quickly warmed up, and when the Wu family moved to the capital, the relationship between Wu Mingyuan and Mrs. Yang seemed to have returned to when the two first got married.

……

Time pushed back a month, the capital.

The capital is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, and compared with other cities, it is naturally a little more luxurious.

If you don't come to the capital, you don't know the official university, and the most important thing in the capital is the officials and nobles.

Not to mention those imperial relatives, powerful and high-ranking officials, even the ordinary people living in the capital are more arrogant than people in other places.

On the bustling bluestone street, a carriage depicting a cluster of vibrant wild roses slowly passed through it, and finally stopped in front of a restaurant called Yunlaiju.

Before the carriage could stop steadily, a young man of about twenty years old and exuding a cold aura came from above.

The young man was dressed in a green robe, and his head was not covered with a net hat like the people of today. Instead, a purple and gold crown was used to hold the hair in place, and there were no other embellishments on the body.

Although this young man is full of simplicity, whether it is from the aura he exudes, or the nobility that he has cultivated for a long time. will not let people underestimate him.

If there is someone who is familiar with the magnates of the capital here, they will definitely recognize the identity of this Qinglai from the emblem on the carriage.

The Xiao family of Anguo Mansion!

Today's An Guogong has made countless contributions in the process of establishing the Dawu Dynasty, and even the current emperor has praised Yu An Guogong in public many times, and even bluntly said that if An Guogong had not sacrificed his life to save him many times, there would be no Dawu Dynasty that is becoming more and more prosperous today.

Such accolades. It shows the status of An Guogong in the emperor's heart.

It's a pity that An Guogong suffered from a strange illness more than ten years ago, and even the imperial doctor in the palace was helpless, so he could only watch the founding heroes lying in bed without knowing what to do.

As for the emblem of the Anguo Mansion, it also has a source.

In addition to being famous for his bravery, Xiao Li, the Duke of Anguo, was best known for his filial piety.

At the beginning of the founding of the Dawu Dynasty, after the current emperor ascended the throne, he rewarded his merits and deeds, and named Xiao Li as the hereditary Duke of Anguo.

Most of the noble families have their own unique emblems, which can not only serve as a symbol of the family. It can also show the family heritage.

An Guogong thought that he was a reckless man who could only use some force, but he was not saddened by this emblem, so he went directly to his old mother to ask for advice.

Although An Guogong's old mother can also read and hyphenate, but that's all, at that time, the old lady of An Guogong's Mansion was watching the maid next to her draw patterns, so she handed an embroidered pattern of a bush of wild roses to An Guogong.

An Guogong Xiao Li is famous for his bravery, if the emblem of the Guogong Mansion uses this flower and grass, I don't know how many people will laugh, but who makes An Guogong filial piety, there is no hesitation at all. Directly set the emblem of the Guogong Mansion as this wild rose.

While making people laugh, it is also passed on as a momentary conversation.

The population of the Anguo Mansion is simple, and now the Anguo Mansion is seriously ill in bed, and he can sit in this carriage with the emblem of the Guogong Mansion. In addition to An Guogong's stepwife, there is only the son Xiao Jingbei.

Now everyone knows that Xiao Jingbei, the son of Duke An Guo, has fallen into the eyes of the emperor, not to mention that Duke An Guo has such a little blood, and he will definitely inherit the title in the future.

It stands to reason that with Xiao Jingbei's status, no matter which restaurant he comes to in the capital. will get the most respectful hospitality, but this cloud to live is different, the courteous smile on the face of Xiao Er, who greeted the guests at the door, immediately stiffened the moment he saw Xiao Jingbei, and then threw out a sentence "Ning Gongzi and Wen Gongzi are already waiting for Xiao Shizi upstairs", and greeted the guests behind with a smile on their faces.

I didn't even think to take it.

Xiao Jingbei didn't know if he was used to it for a long time, or if he was too restrained, in short, his face was still cold, he didn't even look at Xiao Er, and went straight to the private room that he often went upstairs.

At this time, it was lunch time, and Yunlaiju had already sat a lot of diners, and there were also many ladies in the private room on the second floor.

People who practice martial arts are already deaf and clear-sighted, even in the midst of this hustle and bustle, Xiao Jingbei still listened to the whispers between the female dependents.

Inexplicably, he frowned slightly.

Xiao Jingbei often went to the private room by the window, and when he pushed the door open, two young people of his age sitting inside were sitting by the window and looking out.

Seeing Xiao Jingbei come in, one of the young men with a baby face and a white Confucian shirt jumped up and complained: "Abei, you are the one who called us here, and you are the latest to come, should you punish yourself with three cups?" ”

If the Confucian shirt is worn by a slender man, it can always give people a sense of politeness, although the young man who speaks is not short, but he has a baby face, especially after the hair is tied by the net hat, the long face is even more obvious, as he speaks, the white cheeks bulge one after another, which looks particularly interesting.

The baby-faced young man's name is Wen Yue, and he is not very famous himself, but his father is now the priest of the country.

Although Wenshu is in the age of the sixtieth year, he is known as the first person in Confucianism after Xu Qingsong, and after Xu Qingsong returned to seclusion, he was faintly regarded as a model by the world's scholars.

When another man heard this, he knocked his finger on Wen Yue's head, "I know that Abei doesn't drink." ”

This man's name is Ning Xiuyi, he is the son of Ning Guogong, and his father Ning Yuanshan, Ning Guogong, and Xiao Li, the Duke of Anguo, are close friends.

Ning Xiuyi was dressed in Hangzhou silk straight embellishment, with a tall posture and a handsome face, if he held a folding fan in his hand, he would be able to get rid of the appearance of the turbid Shijia son in the book.

The three of them sat down after a laugh.

Ning Xiuyi pointed his finger on the ground, "Ah Bei, your movements are really fast, you only said that you would take action two days ago, and now the rumors have spread all over the capital." ”

Wen Yue on the side said dissatisfiedly: "That's it, that day he said that he might want the two of us to help, who knew that you would do it without making a sound." ”

Xiao Jingbei's brows have not relaxed since he entered Yunlaiju, and at this time he twisted it into a knot, "I didn't do it!" ”

Ning Xiuyi and Wen Yue were stunned, their mouths open and closed.

Not to mention that Ning Xiuyi and Wen Yue were surprised, even Xiao Jingbei himself was confused at this time.

Although he had a plan, he didn't have time to implement it at all, and then overnight, the entire capital was discussing the true and false Mrs. Weiyuan Hou who was far away in Huzhou, and it was confusing for a while, making those who were interested in gossip want to stop.

It was as if there was a pair of hands secretly manipulating a qiē before him.

Or rather, who is helping him? (To be continued.) )