Zhao Tiannan remembered very well that the last time he came here, Han Su's two hands were folded on his lower abdomen, but somehow, one of her hands happened to be on the edge of the right side of the coffin.

The fire that happened in the imperial tomb did not burn randomly, but was first poured tung oil in the coffin, so the fire was so big that it could burn a corpse into what it is today.

Perhaps the tung oil was not evenly splashed, and the fire on the right side of the coffin was smaller than on the left, so the hand on the edge of the coffin was lucky enough to preserve its original appearance.

But this is not a cause for celebration.

From the wrist upwards, the hand was all charred and blackened dry bones, and even some temples were not even dry bones, and directly turned into a handful of ashes, but from the wrist on the edge of the coffin, the white and slender leaf still maintained its original perfect appearance.

Destruction of miè and perfection was presented in front of Zhao Tiannan's eyes.

If all he saw was a dry bone, maybe he wouldn't have felt such a strong impact, but against the backdrop of this well-preserved hand, Zhao Tiannan felt even more hideous about the burned part, and he hated Empress Su even more in his heart.

Su Shen Fish!

If it weren't for her, if it weren't for her, his plain would still be the perfect way he was, and how could he become what he is now, which makes people can't even bear to take a second look.

If Zhao Tiannan was furious and spit out a mouthful of blood when he heard that Han Su's bones were burned, then when he really saw this tragic situation at this time, he only felt as if there was a sharp blade stirring in his heart, and his heart of an emperor, who had always considered himself powerful, was in pain because of this.

Su Su, his Su Su actually ended up with no bones!

Zhao Tiannan's eyes darkened, the corners of his mouth slowly overflowed with a few traces of dark black blood, his tall body shook slightly, and finally he couldn't support it, and after a bang, he fell to the ground in a mess.

The charred burial chamber, a charred dry skeleton, a richly dressed emperor who fell to the ground.

When Gonggong Lin came over, he saw it. That's what happened.

As a loyal servant by Zhao Tiannan's side, it stands to reason that when he saw Zhao Tiannan fall to the ground, the first thing Lin Gonggong should do should be to help him up. Then send him back to the palace to find the imperial doctor as quickly as possible.

But Grandpa Lin didn't do this, he stood still and watched this scene motionlessly, and even had a smile similar to satisfaction on his face, as if he was admiring some of the most beautiful pictures.

In fact, in the eyes of Grandpa Lin. The scene in front of me is indeed incomparably harmonious.

After a long time, after about enough appreciation, Gonggong Lin stepped forward slowly, he bent down and easily helped Zhao Tiannan's tall body up.

"Niangniang really guessed correctly, our emperor was really stimulated again." Gonggong Lin's tone was a little admiring, but then, he looked at Zhao Tiannan who was in a coma, and a slight sarcasm flashed in his eyes. "Your Majesty, in front of those insiders all these years, haven't you always expressed how much you miss and infatuate the queen mother, in this case, why don't you know that in fact, there is a mole on the right hand of the queen mother?"

In the quiet tomb, Lin Gonggong's words seemed a little empty, and this faint question sentence did not get a response from anyone, and he helped Zhao Tiannan to walk slowly. Only the dry bones and the slender and delicate hands in the empty tomb and coffin were left behind.

……

As soon as Feng Zhige returned to the Hou Mansion, a maid from Mu Qingwan's side came to invite her to Rongxi Hall.

"Big girl, Mrs. Tai, please go to Rongxi Hall to discuss important matters." The little maid saluted.

Feng Zhige originally wanted to go back to the room to change his clothes first, but when he saw that he came back, Mu Qingwan invited someone to invite him. There must be something very important, even if there is no longer a delay, even if you don't change your clothes, you turn around and follow the little maid to Rongxi Hall.

In the Rongxi Hall, Mu Qingwan was looking at the courtyard in the flower hall with a happy face.

When Feng Zhige came in. I saw Mu Qingwan looking into the courtyard while taking out a portrait in his hand from time to time to take a closer look.

Seeing the portrait, Feng Zhige could guess what was going on.

However, she didn't show Xiàn, she just pretended not to know and asked, "Mother, why are you in such a hurry to call your daughter here?" ”

Mu Qingwan was overjoyed when he saw Feng Zhige, and he stepped forward in three or two steps to take Feng Zhige's hand to the table, and said as he walked: "Zhige, your brother's mother already has an idea, and there is really a suitable candidate for your brother, that young lady is not only beautiful, but also has a first-class talent, and she is also your niece in Aunt Liang's house." By the way, do you remember your Aunt Liang? ”

Feng Zhige nodded.

The Aunt Liang in Mu Qingwan's mouth is the eldest daughter-in-law of Lord Yu of the Ministry of Rites.

Mrs. Liang and Mu Qingwan were close friends in the boudoir back then, but later Mu Qingwan went to Huzhou to break off contact.

When the Marquis of Weiyuan's Mansion first entered the capital, the rumors that the eldest princess of Qingping entered the Marquis of Weiyuan's Mansion as a concubine spread very loudly.

At that time, Mu Qingwan thought that it was impossible to hide for the rest of his life anyway, so he chose to appear at Mrs. Liang's birthday banquet.

Feng Zhige still remembers that at that time, Mrs. Liang also deliberately mentioned Mu Qingwan for this matter.

Mu Qingwan has not been in the capital for 20 years, and there are not many people who have good friends, but in the past half a year, he has not walked around with Mrs. Liang, but Feng Zhige has only seen Mrs. Liang once.

Seeing Feng Zhige nodding, the smile on Mu Qingwan's face deepened, and then continued: "This young lady is the eldest daughter of the eldest son of Master Shangshuyu of the Ministry of Rites, she is seventeen years old this year, and she has not made a family appointment because of the reluctance of her parents at home, but now she thinks about it and has a fate with Ming Xiang." ”

The more Mu Qingwan spoke, the more satisfied she became with this young lady.

Feng Zhige did not doubt the authenticity of Mu Qingxiang's words, you must know that Mu Qingwan was worried about Feng Mingxiang's family affairs before, for fear that she was not well-informed, in case Feng Mingxiang chose an unobtrusive daughter-in-law who would harm Feng Mingxiang's life in the future, and later Feng Zhige knew, so he specially instructed the following people to collect the information of all the school-age nobles in Beijing, the details of this information, from age, temperament and appearance, to whether there is a hidden disease in the body, whether there is something unbearable at home, and the blockade is not investigated.

The portrait in Mu Qingwan's hand is one of those materials.

Feng Zhige naturally believes in the ability of his subordinates, since this is the case, this Miss must really be as good as Mu Qingwan said.

But listening to Mu Qingwan and said, "My mother has already sent the news to the second lady of the Yu family through your Aunt Liang. Today, your Aunt Liang can be regarded as a reply, and the Yu family does intend to marry our house. ”

When he said this, Mu Qingwan was also relieved.

Ever since Feng Mingxiang took the initiative to mention marriage to her, she has been trembling. Feng Mingxiang has been treating Feng Zhige for many years, she has seen it in her eyes, it is rare for Feng Mingxiang to trust her, and even such an important matter as family affairs are handled by her, and she is also afraid that if something goes wrong, Feng Mingxiang will suffer for a lifetime.

Now that there is such a suitable and one-in-a-hundred candidate, Mu Qingwan is naturally happy.

Come to think of it. Mu Qingwan couldn't help but look at Feng Zhige with some pride, Feng Mingxiang's family affairs could be done so smoothly, and it was all thanks to Zhige.

The daughter is so capable, how can she, a mother, not be proud of it.

Feng Zhige heard Mu Qingwan say this, and nodded with a smile.

There are not many people in this world who are taken to her heart, Feng Mingxiang happens to be one of them, since she calls him brother, she naturally hopes that Feng Mingxiang can live well in the second half of his life, and now he sees that this sister-in-law who has a handful of eight characters is so good, and naturally she will be happy for Feng Mingxiang.

In fact. Before that information was sent to Mu Qingwan, Feng Zhige had already read it roughly.

There are many nobles of appropriate age in the capital, and there are many who are comparable to the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion, but this Miss Weiyuan is indeed one of the most suitable people, and what is even more rare is that the Yu family also intends to marry the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion, which is even more rare.

"This is a great thing, my brother is resting today, my mother might as well call my brother to have lunch later, and then tell my brother about this matter, maybe it won't be long before we have a happy event in our house." Feng Zhige said with a smile.

If the Yu family and the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion really reach a consensus. I am afraid that the wedding date will be in the next few months, after all, Miss Yu Jia is already seventeen years old, and although it cannot be said that it is unique to be married at this age, it is indeed rare. The reason why the Yu family deserves to be so cheerful is that I am afraid that I know that Miss Yu's family affairs can no longer be delayed.

Mu Qingwan nodded happily, and really ordered someone to invite Feng Mingxiang to come to Rongxi Hall for lunch.

At this time, it was already nearly noon, and it didn't take long for Feng Mingxiang to step into Rongxi Hall with a smile.

"Mother, sister." Feng Mingxiang said softly.

Ever since Xiao Ji mentioned family affairs to Mu Qingwan. Feng Mingxiang's address to Mu Qingwan was changed to mother.

Thinking of his own family affairs, Feng Mingxiang glanced at Feng Zhige without a trace, and saw that Feng Zhige was still that unconscious, his pupils shrank slightly, and then he turned his face away, and his hands that were only hidden in his sleeves were unconsciously clenched into fists.

Feng Zhige glanced at Feng Mingxiang with some hesitation.

I don't know if it's her delusion, I always feel that my brother has become a little strange during this time, and sometimes there is some inexplicable heartache in his eyes when he looks at her.

Could it be that this is thinking that he will be married soon?

However, even if he is about to get married, shouldn't he be reluctant to be a sister, why does he, who is an older brother, show this appearance?

When Feng Zhige thought of this, he couldn't help but laugh a little.

The three of them had a lively lunch in a warm and lively manner, and when the next person sent refreshments, Mu Qingwan couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, and said with a smile: "Mingxiang, I called you over today because I have something to tell you." ”

Mu Qingwan was already a little impatient to see Feng Mingxiang's shy expression after knowing that the family matter was finalized.

Feng Mingxiang was holding a cup of tea and preparing to drink it in his mouth at this time, hearing this, Xu thought of something, his expression on his face changed slightly, but only for a moment, he put away the exposed feelings, put the tea cup in his hand back on the table, and said with a gentle smile: "I don't know what my mother wants to order." ”

"This is not what I want to order," Mu Qingwan waved his hand with joy on his face, but handed the portrait that he didn't know how many times he had seen it before to Feng Mingxiang's hand, "Didn't you say last time that you wanted to start a family as soon as possible, these days I have inquired about a lot of news about the school-age ladies in the capital, in terms of all aspects of the conditions, the eldest granddaughter of the Ministry of Rites Shangshu Yu Mingxiang You are very compatible with Mingxiang, my mother has already found someone to explore the tone of the Yu family, and the Yu family is also very happy to marry our house, Mingxiang, if you are willing, I'll reply to Yu's house tomorrow. Oh, this is the portrait of Miss Yujia, Mingxiang, take a look. ”

Mu Qingwan handed the portrait to Feng Mingxiang, her face full of ridicule.

In her mind to come. Miss Yu Jia is a first-class good regardless of her appearance and talent, but because she is so good, she is reluctant to be given up by the elders in the family and has stayed until now. It is also thanks to such a daughter in the Yu family, otherwise even if there is a younger sister below to marry, it is absolutely impossible for Miss Yu to delay it until now.

Such an outstanding woman, which hot-blooded man would not like it, and Feng Mingxiang will naturally be no exception.

Mu Qingwan, who was happy, didn't notice. When Feng Mingxiang took the portrait, his hand was stiff.

Speaking from the heart, Miss Yu Jia is indeed outstanding, and the woman in the portrait is petite and eye-catching, which can easily attract the attention of others.

As a scholar, Miss Yu has been influenced by the family environment since she was a child, and her gestures reveal tranquility and intelligence.

Such a woman is naturally very likable.

However, Feng Mingxiang did not show a happy or embarrassed expression as Mu Qingwan thought, his gaze only closed on the portrait for a short time. It was so fast that Mu Qingwan even wondered if he could see Miss Yu's face clearly.

"Mingxiang, you, what's wrong?" Mu Qingwan asked with some hesitation.

Looking at Feng Mingxiang like this, it really doesn't seem like he is very satisfied with this family business.

Mu Qingwan has been under pressure since she started to choose a wife for Feng Mingxiang, and now she is naturally reluctant to give up when she finally finds such a suitable candidate, but she also knows that this is Feng Mingxiang's lifelong event after all, even if she is satisfied, the most important thing is Feng Mingxiang's own attitude.

I am afraid that Feng Mingxiang will not be satisfied with Miss Yu's family. But taking care of her attitude and responding hastily, Mu Qingwan was a little anxious for a while, she took Feng Mingxiang's hand, and said a little eagerly: "Mingxiang." You have to tell your mother the truth, although I look at Miss Yu and think it is suitable for you, but after all, this is related to your whole life, if you are not satisfied, just say it, and I will deal with it on the Yu family's side. ”

Mu Qingwan said it truthfully.

In fact, like this is now. The two families have a preliminary intention to marry, but one party regrets it for no reason, this marriage may not be successful, maybe the two families will have a feud, but Mu Qingwan can't care so much at this time, she can't let Feng Mingxiang regret it for a lifetime because of her momentary negligence.

Feng Mingxiang smiled faintly when he heard this, he couldn't see how happy he was, but he didn't see any resistance.

He said: "Mother is too worried, since my mother thinks that Miss Yu and I are suitable, it must be reasonable, I have no opinion, but it is inevitable that I will have some feelings for a while." ”

Mu Qingwan carefully looked at Feng Mingxiang several times, and made sure that there was no reluctance on his face, so he relieved his heart, only that Feng Mingxiang's previous expression was because he was uncomfortable when he heard about his family.

She patted Feng Mingxiang's hand lightly, and said comfortingly: "Mingxiang, don't be embarrassed, the man should marry the woman, your father was already ...... when he was as old as you."

Speaking of which, I thought of Fenglin, who is now cultivating in Huangjue Temple, and when Fenglin was as big as Feng Mingxiang, the two had already married, and Mu Qingwan was a meal.

After a while, putting aside those past events, she continued: "In short, Mingxiang, your current age should be married, since you have no objection to Miss, then mother has to ventilate to the Yu family as soon as possible, I think it won't be long before our Hou Mansion will have one more housewife, and my mother will wait to enjoy Qingfu." ”

It was not Mu Qingwan's wish to take over the Hou Mansion Zhongfang, she had already planned it, just waiting for Feng Mingxiang to marry the bride into the door, she handed over the Zhongfeng to the new daughter-in-law, she only needed to look at Zhige, and then find a good family for Zhige, this life can be regarded as satisfied.

Feng Mingxiang was silent slightly, and then showed a smile.

A few people laughed for a while, and Feng Mingxiang excused himself to leave Mu Qingwan under the pretext that he still had something to deal with.

Feng Zhige looked at Feng Mingxiang's back with some confusion, thought about it and said hello to Mu Qingwan, and chased after Feng Mingxiang.

"Brother." Out of Rongxi Hall, Feng Zhige called to Feng Mingxiang's figure.

Feng Mingxiang's figure paused slightly, and then he turned to look at Feng Zhige, he had a gentle smile on his face, obviously he looked the same as usual, but Feng Zhige always felt that Feng Mingxiang at this moment was more distant than ever.

A few steps forward, Feng Zhige and Feng Mingxiang walked side by side, she turned her head to look at Feng Mingxiang, "Brother has something on his mind recently?" ”

Feng Mingxiang paused, and then followed Feng Zhige's footsteps, and said, "Why did my sister say this?" ”

Feng Zhige said: "I always feel that my brother has been a little strange recently, is there something wrong with the errand so he is not happy?" ”

Feng Mingxiang's life has always been simple, when he is on an errand, when he returns home, even if he is resting, he only stays in the Hou Mansion most of the time, and Feng Zhige can only have such guesses.

The smile on Feng Mingxiang's face faded, but he immediately returned to normal, he raised his hand and wanted to touch Feng Zhige's soft hair as usual, but he hesitated for a long time when he thought of something, and then his palm fell on Feng Zhige's head.

"Sister, don't worry, I'm fine."

Feng Mingxiang was already a few years older than Feng Zhige, and there was a difference between men and women between the two, because he was almost a head taller than Feng Zhige, and at this time he half-hugged Feng Zhige in his arms, so Feng Zhige didn't see the sadness in his eyes that couldn't be dissolved at this moment. (To be continued.) )

PS: Lalala, go out to play today, I'm a cute manuscript box~