Fang's mother waited for this sentence, and laughed even harder, the fat on her face was piled together, and her already small eyes had narrowed into a slit at this time. The fat hand held a handkerchief with strong rouge, and he thought it was very "bewitching", and pinched his voice.

"Oh, guest officer, this is not in a hurry, our Dugu girl is different from other girls, money is such a vulgar thing, we Dugu can't look down on it"

The man answered, "What does Miss Dugu want?" As long as I have Wang Wu, I will definitely give it to the girl, and Miss Bao is satisfied", Wang Wu looked at the woman behind Fang's mother with shining, and the fat on her face trembled with laughter.

Wang Wu is a new nouveau riche in the capital, who specializes in digging up dead people's money and doing some thefts, and is despised by others. But Wang Wu has the support of nobles in the capital, and the background is not small, although people are angry in their hearts, they dare not speak out.

Mother Fang doesn't care what the guest official looks like, as long as she pays enough money to satisfy her, even if Wang Wu is lame and disabled, she can still smile with a smile on her face.

"Our Dugu girl gave the last section of the song "Hidden Forest", as long as the guest officer can give the next section, so that our girl is satisfied, this price is easy to say."

I saw three red brocades sliding down from the third floor, and three verses were displayed in front of everyone:

When the forest is deep, you see the deer, when the sea is blue, you see the whale, and when you wake up.

But practical: when the forest is deep, the fog rises, when the sea is blue, and the night continues when you wake up.

No deer, no whales, no kings.

The literati scholar bowed his head in meditation, and the fat-headed and big-eared master sat on a peach chair drinking tea, and everyone was bound to win.

It just so happened that Wen Yu heard this Fengyue poem, smiled slightly, sighed lightly, and sighed that there were people in the world who felt the same way as him. After meditating for a moment, he wrote the next few sentences on the white handkerchief, and his slender fingers gently dropped the silk flick into the brocade box in the little girl's hand and presented it to Miss Dugu.

"This one, may I ask which son's masterpiece?" , Du Gu's slightly frowning brows stretched out when he saw the white handkerchief, and a pair of bright eyes looked at the crowd urgently.

Dugu got up, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and his voice trembled as he read the ink on the white handkerchief.

But in the end: the deer came in the fog, the whale surged with the waves, Qing didn't look back, how did I know I wasn't there.

Finally: the deer came in the fog, the whale surged with the waves, and the rest of his life finally met Qing.

But in my opinion: the deer disappeared into the forest in shock, and the whale stepped on the waves and ran aground in the shallows, just as I saw Qing as frightened.

After all, the deer is afraid of people, the tide recedes and the whale falls, and the fog hides my heart, and I don't see Qing, I don't see me.

……

There is no attribution.

"Who is it?" , Fang's mother asked loudly, looking at Wang Wu expectantly.

The literati beside Wang Wu shook their heads.

"Click!" , The glass cup on the peach wood table was crushed by Wang Wu's bare hands. "Useless stuff! It's better to have a dog than to raise you! ”

"Who is it?" , Fang's mother looked at other dignitaries again.

No one answered.

In a place where no one could see, a white figure floated out of Fengyue Tower, without a trace of nostalgia.

In the end, Miss Dugu didn't see the son, and Mother Fang sold her to the nobleman who paid the most money.

In this life, in this love, there is only one person in my heart. Whether other women are beautiful or ugly, whether they are alive or dead, has nothing to do with him.

The young man's crush is a Gu poison with no antidote, and he pours himself to drink......

…… Ancient *Wen Yu Chapter ...... finish

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Phoenix Feather sleeps for the fifth year.

Midsummer, the temple of nourishing the heart.

There are always a lot of thunderstorms in summer, and today is not yet late when the lightning and thunder, the clouds roll down, a black curtain covers the sunset, and the black fingers are not visible. The roar seemed to come from the ground, shaking the floor tiles faintly, the wind howled outside the window, and suddenly there was a dazzling white light, and the lightning was like a snake illuminating the plane tree in front of the Heart Cultivation Palace, and every leaf was clearly distinguishable.

Feng Qiao sat in front of the large desk, looking at a bunch of excerpts for the draft, his brows furrowed, and he only felt uneasy. After five years of governance, now the country is closed and the people are safe, so those panicked ministers who are idle all day long have nothing else to say, except for the excerpt of the invitation, his family affairs, it is not the turn of this group of people to point fingers!

In this matter, the wise and decisive emperor's mind never turns, and he firmly believes in one thing, that is, Empress Jingxian can be resurrected.

Xiao Ningzi looked at the emperor's gloomy face, and carefully closed the window that swayed in the storm, for fear that something would touch the emperor's scales.

Dozens of huge palace lamps hanging in front of the Heart Nourishing Hall swayed in the wind, and only a line of dim candles was left in the wind. A huge white lightning bolt split through the black mist, and a moment later it spread to the imperial palace thousands of miles away, shaking people's hearts with fear.

"Ridiculous!"

A book was slammed on the white jade floor.

"The emperor is angry", Xiao Ningzi was so frightened that he quickly knelt down, trembling and not knowing what to do.

"Get out!" , Feng Qiao pinched his eyebrows and said irritably, stabilized his emotions and said: "No one is allowed to let in, nothing needs to be reported, let me be quiet."

"Yes", Xiao Ningzi crawled out of the Heart Nourishing Palace, gently closed the door of the hall, and gasped violently with his pounding heart.

Oh my god, go close the window, my life is almost gone......

"Oh no! The Ice Pavilion is gone! ”

The flames of the flames rushed to the sky, and the scorching smell of sandalwood and silk came from the firelight, and the sound of crackling was endless, and the exquisitely carved gate was burned to ashes with a creaking sound, and then the temple door collapsed, obscuring the only way to put out the fire.

"Boom!" , a bolt of lightning slashed straight towards the flaming Ice Pavilion, and forcibly split the beams and pillars in half. The friction between electricity and fire made the fire even more intense.

The eunuchs and palace maids were frightened by this scene, and gathered outside the hall in horror, hesitating to go up.

"Why didn't anyone put out the fire!" , the new little palace maid shouted tremblingly.

"This thunder and lightning can chop people to death, who dares to go! And this is a forbidden place in the palace! Without the emperor's order, going in is equivalent to looking for death! ”

The fast-legged guards rushed to the Heart Cultivation Hall to report the news, and Feng Wu heard the news from the Cold Ice Pavilion, and his face changed drastically, regardless of the doorman's obstruction, he rushed into the Heart Cultivation Palace!

"Your Majesty! The emperor is not good! Feng Wu picked up the hem of her skirt and knelt in front of Feng Qiao at once, and she became extremely flustered at the moment.

Huang Yu is the woman on the tip of the emperor's heart, and the emperor has been waiting for five years, and now it's all over.

The candlelight in the Heart Cultivation Hall was in full bloom, and Feng Qiao was still frowning at the fold, with one hand only on the side of his cheek, and he didn't raise his eyes.

"Say," he said faintly, his voice secretly suppressing anger.

"Your Majesty! The palace is watery! Feng Wu couldn't even breathe, but saw that the emperor just slowly turned a page.

"I said you shouldn't bother with anything, that's it...... Are you here to die? Feng Qiao sneered, his tone was light, and he didn't even give her a look.

Fengwu hurriedly knelt down in a panic, ignoring the emperor's anger, and shouted at the emperor, "Your Majesty! It's the Ice Pavilion that has gone to water! It's the Ice Pavilion! Princess, no, no, the queen is still inside, and no one dares to put out the fire without your order! ”

"What?!" , Feng Qiao chuckled in his heart, Huo Ran got up, and rushed towards the direction of the fire like a gust of wind!

The page that had just been turned was not yet ......

In the midst of the raging storm, a figure flew through the rows of palaces. The rain washed over his handsome cheeks, confusing his vision, but it couldn't hide the direction of the raging fire. Before he got closer, he could smell the burnt smell of burning, mixed with the smell of dust from the rainstorm, which made Feng Qiao's heart clench.

When Feng Qiao came to the door of the Cold Ice Pavilion, what he saw was a fire in the sky. The raging fire seemed to have gone mad, scurrying around with the wind, devouring everything with impunity, and the crimson flames were like an arrogant painter, painting everything he went with a brush to the dark black of death.

The talisman paper of the soul was fluttering in the air, wet by the rain and consumed by the fire. There were a few "pops, pops", and the sparks burst out from the top of the fire, drifting high and high with the wind before being extinguished by the rain.

It's a strange thing, such a heavy rain, but it can't help this raging fire at all.

In the cold ice pavilion, there is the body of Huang Yu, in the hot summer, the body will rot when it is heated, Feng Qiao is very careful about the temperature in the pavilion, and he doesn't light a candle on weekdays, how can it cause such a fire that can't even be extinguished by rain?

This fire is not an ordinary fire!

didn't have time to think about it, Feng Qiao's eyes sank, his ring moved slightly, and countless golden threads broke through the air towards the fire.

"Your Majesty!" , Wind Dock exclaimed! I saw Feng Qiao pull out the saber on the guard's waist!

"Your Majesty! You can't go! The Ice Pavilion is about to collapse! The guards saw his light steps and his figure drifting, and hurriedly knelt down and dragged the king's legs.

Feng Qiao split his hand and fanned him away, and flew away along the fire hole broken by Jin Jiaosi. The firelight came with a hot heat, and between the electric light and stone fire, he took his clothes to hide from the falling pillar of fire, and with a short knife in his hand, he slashed at the burning window lattice! Even the guards a few meters away were so excited by this knife that they couldn't help but hold down the fingers holding the knife, and their bones tightened! A sharp short knife worn by the guards actually slashed through the air in just two feet away! This knife, even if the entire palace is cut down together, there is no regret!

The flames were slightly extinguished by the sharp golden silk and the fierce sword, revealing the skeleton of the window lattice. Feng Qiao stretched out his hand, not avoiding the fierce demon fire at all, and his five fingers were like iron claws tearing open the entire window lattice! A huge wave of air rushed in, like a heavenly river pouring, the white waves were surging, and inside the window, there was a crimson flame! The sun was like fire, the cold blade was like frost, the firelight lifted the hem of his inky clothes, and his long white hair was hidden in the blood-colored flames.

"Phoenix Feather!" , he called her, according to the location of the ice bed in his memory, opened the red-hot beams, and desperately searched. Tears flashed in the corners of his eyes, "God, why did you do this to me!" Yes!!! ”

Feng Qiao kicked away the falling pillar of fire, the falling fireball, and finally saw her in a corner filled with black smoke.

But I saw a slender figure standing in the center of the hall, his eyes full of confusion. She is like a fairy in the fairy world, and if she is not careful, she will disappear in the flames.

"Phoenix Feather", Feng Qiao's unbelievable surprise called, waved away the thick fog, hugged her in his arms, and the warmth of the tentacles made him happy in his heart. It's not an illusion!

Huang Yu moved slightly, his blue glass-like eyes, his eyes were like autumn water, and he raised his head and looked at him blankly.

A glance is quenched, a half-day dream, and years of burning pain.