Xu is closer to home, after leaving Bingzhou, Feng Luoli's heart is always timid, the closer he gets to the land of Qin Yong, the more serious the thinking of not daring to ask people to come. Along the way, words gradually became scarce.

"Li'er, ahead is the territory of Qin Yong."

Murong Baiyao looked at Feng Luoli, who was a little unconscious beside him, and said softly, since the three of them abandoned the carriage and rode on horseback, Feng Luoli's mood became speechless as he approached the land of Qin Yong. That catastrophe has never passed in her heart! Who can go through?

"Have you arrived?!" Feng Luoli said in a trance, how could she not be familiar with the land of Qin Yong, her father always took her here to enjoy and play, even when she was dealing with official business, she always did not forget to send someone to lead her around the street with her mother.

Everywhere here, there is Feng Luoli's figure in the place where there are father's footprints, whether it is for her to cry for a thin day, or she is amused by a sugar man of her father, she is always inseparable from this place in her memory.

Of course, there was also the tragic day when blood was splashed everywhere and both parents died, and the bloody breath under the remnant sun was like a poisonous snake, which would always come out from time to time and bite her violently.

"Let's find a place to settle first!" Feng Luoli looked at Murong Baiyao and Tuoba Luohou, and said softly: "This is my hometown, I want to walk around alone!" ”

Murong Baiyao wanted to say something and stopped, looking at Tuoba Luohou and the two nodded knowingly, "Okay!" We stopped at the first inn. ”

"Let's go to Fengxiang Inn! It's good there! ”

Feng Luoli only said a simple word, and then rode away, the skirt raised in the wind was comparable to the willow of the East Lake embankment.

The landscape has not changed, and the face has changed.

Qin Yongda in his memory has no boundary, every time he is tired and can't walk, he begs his father to do it again next time, no matter how good his father is to persuade him, it will be useless.

Every time he travels with his father, there is always no way to finish Qin Yong, and his father always says that Qin Yong is not big in his heart, as long as Li'er is willing, he can always finish it. At that time, I didn't move, and I always told my father to rest. And now, there is no one to follow and persuade over and over again.

"Father is right, Qin Yong is not big."

Feng Luoli rode his horse and walked through Qin Yongcheng, and everywhere he went, he could think of the scene when his father was there. Within half a day, Feng Luoli walked to the Xicheng County Mansion, the courtyard where she grew up from childhood.

Feng Luoli dismounted, and the lintel hanging with the inscription plaque of his father's own hand was still so clean and dust-free, so that the ink that she spilled on the words on the inkstone when she was playful as a child can still be clearly seen. On the red pillar in front of the door, the swallow's nest is still there, is it a few calls, the swallow that poked out its head was like a shy girl looking at the guest, and then shrank back.

Everything was the same as before, Feng Luoli returned to the time when he was a child when he came home from playfulness, and couldn't help but step forward lightly and knock on the door knocker carefully.

"Little... Sister! It's you, it's really you! You're back! ”

The housekeeper Fubo still opened the door with a smile and looked at his own young lady who he hadn't seen for a long time with a look of surprise.

"Fauber!" Feng Luoli screamed as he did when he was a child, and Fu Bo, who didn't want to open the door, burst into tears, and quickly opened the door to welcome Feng Luoli in, "Miss! Fu Bo thought that he would never see you again in this life, God treated me well, and when I saw Miss, Fu Bo could explain to the master even if he died! ”

Feng Luoli grabbed Fu Bo's sleeve, and tears couldn't help rolling down, yes! My father and mother are no longer alive.

"Fauber, I'd like to go to the room!"

Fauber couldn't stop nodding, "Okay, good!" Miss, take a look at it, I'll go and ask someone to prepare a meal for you!" ”

After speaking, Fauber wiped his tears and turned around and walked away. I never thought that I would see my own lady in my lifetime. Since being picked up by King Kang from the frontier, he was told that the young lady had entered the palace as a nobleman, and the original old family Ding was alive and returned one by one to take care of the county mansion, waiting for the young lady's provincial relatives. Unexpectedly, I really looked forward to the young lady back.

Feng Luoli strolled through every part of the county mansion, his father's and mother's rooms, the furnishings were still the same, the layout was still the same, and they were as clean as if they were still alive. It seems that the mother and father just went out, but never really left.

Walking into her room, the small rocking chair made by her father was still there, and her mother taught her to read and write, and the embroidered half of Qiu Ju was still there, and the delicate stitches on her hand were like her mother's gentle eyes.

In my memory, when my father upset my mother, my mother would always come to her room, urging Feng Luoli to write, while sitting on the round stool with silk satin cushions to embroider, not in a hurry or impatient, at that time, the afterglow of the sunset dyed on her mother's hair and the shining luster always made Feng Luoli obsessed with childhood. While thinking about when the embroidery in my mother's hand would be finished, I secretly looked at the light on my mother's sideburns from time to time.

And now, they're gone! Feng Luoli sat on the recliner that his father always sat on when he came, closed his eyes slightly, and carefully recalled that every time he was lazy and couldn't write well or memorize a book, his father's look of not being angry or smiling, just lying here and ignoring people.

But none of this came back......

As soon as Tuoba Zitui heard the news that Feng Luoli had arrived at the Xicheng County Mansion, he rushed over. Tuoba Jun secretly ordered him to secretly inquire about Feng Luoli's whereabouts, and attached a portrait. There has been no news, and I don't want her to come anyway.

Tuoba Zi stepped into the room and saw a woman dressed in blue and light silk curly lying silently on the chaise longue with a tear coming out of the corner of her eye. With such a look, look and portrait exactly the same, I can't imagine that there is really such an elegant and quiet woman in the world. And it's his own imperial sister-in-law, the one who makes the emperor's brother want to find it.

"Imperial sister-in-law!"

Tuoba Zi shouted loudly, and immediately bowed respectfully.

Feng Luoli slowly opened his eyes, and a man wearing a moon-white Kuiwen arrow-sleeved gown with resolute facial features stood not far away, with a respectful look on his elegant and restrained cheeks.

"The younger brother came late, and he couldn't meet him from afar, so please forgive me!"

"Are you Zitui?!" Feng Luoli stood up, Tuoba Zi pushed it to seal in the land of Qin Yong, and the man in front of him who was five points similar to Tuoba Jun's appearance was probably the third prince - King Kang Tuoba Zitui!

Tuoba Zitui nodded, "The younger brother is Tuoba Zitui!" ”

"You sent someone to clean it here?"

Tuoba Zi pushed his hand and said: "It was the imperial brother who ordered his subordinates to clean the former residence of the imperial sister-in-law, and not to cause dust." In order to live when the imperial sister-in-law is provincial. ”

Feng Luoli nodded, "It's also his idea to replace the white jade stele pillar in the courtyard with a pool of blue lotus?" ”