After a long time, Tan Feng still felt that marrying Zeng Cong was like a pie in the sky, and the crying sound from time to time on the streets of the capital on the day of marriage proved that she had shattered the sweet dreams of many girls.

Tan Feng also thinks that it is good to marry such a man, Zeng Cong has many advantages, and he can't count them, such as beauty, gentleness, money, and many other praise words on him, which can be bearable.

Since she was born, Tan Feng has felt like she has been haunted by bad luck, one after another, and then four or five, tragic things have happened to her one after another, just when Tan Feng has calmly bowed to fate, maybe God has been touched by something, and he gave her all the luck that he didn't give in the first half of his life, so that she met Zeng Cong.

Yes, based on the above ideas, Tan Feng feels that she is very satisfied with her current life, she does not worry about eating and drinking, there is no deception, she can be quiet, blowing the uncool evening breeze in the garden, she can turn a book, and press every book leaf with her fingers to be flat.

Tan Feng is a person who is easy to satisfy, as for the side things, what words of love for the old couple, she has never asked for extravagance, at least whether she can get the white head is a somewhat empty thing.

As for the love between husband and wife, I thought about it carefully, shook my head and smiled.

She is not a fool, a good man like Zeng Cong who is rare in the world, from the young Langjun to now close to standing, there are thousands of women she has met, and she has been alone here, there must be a reason.

In his spare time, Tan Feng once deduced this matter in his heart, and felt that the biggest possibility was that this prime minister, as she expected at the beginning, had a hidden illness in his body, and the so-called hidden illness must not be told to outsiders, so in this prime minister's mansion, there are no concubines or girls in the same room, only a few girls who serve and live, and they all look at their duties.

Since they got married for more than a month, the two of them have been sleeping separately, and they don't complain about her husband, after all, there is a hidden disease, which no one wants to do, and besides, a half-dead person like her, where can she withstand the joy of a wind and moon.

In fact, in addition to the inference of "hidden disease", Tan Feng also had a speculation in his heart, that is, she, the prime minister's husband, has the good of Longyang, and the man she likes is a person who can't be easily obtained.

If it is an ordinary person, it is not difficult for the prime minister to be a high-powered Jinwu Zangjiao, perhaps because the person he likes is not an easy character to get, so Tan Feng will be above the court, and the officials who think they can be worthy of Zeng Cong want to unify it, and feel that there are a few outstanding people in terms of talent and learning, but there are some crooked melons and cracked dates, and the raw ones are a little more upright, and they are already gray-haired.

However, I think that if I like it, there must be clues on it, and some things, I can't help but scrutinize, when the spirit is good, I talk about things thousands of times, and suddenly remember, in fact, the entire court, whether it is age or appearance, there is a person who is incomparably compatible with Zeng Cong, that is, His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Liang Dynasty, Yan Mi.

The more I think about it, the more likely it is that Tan Feng thinks, because Zeng Cong was a young official, and he became a hero in a short period of time, and then he was assisted by ten years of ups and downs.

Perhaps it's no wonder that Tan Feng felt that the emperor couldn't stop her prime minister from marrying the queen, but he didn't want the person he liked to marry another one, so he simply accepted it himself and married her, the county lord who was close to her, back home.

Eighty percent is like this, thinking about it like this, talking about the wind and sighing, in this world, there are infatuated lovers and bitter, and if you like a person, you will take this life.

However, no matter how much emotion I feel about the wind, I also feel that this is someone else's business, love a game, and finally fall into nothingness is also love, unlike her, when she is in good health, she feels that she can live until next month, when she is not in good health, every time she closes her eyes, she feels that she can no longer open it, and it is hard to live, where is there any energy to talk about love, where is there any qualification, to vain the love of others.

In this way, the sunset and the moon rose day after day, and Tan Feng still felt that his body was good and bad, fragile like a flower that was crippled by the wind, but he was tenacious and could not be beaten down, and he did not die for so long.

The summer has passed, and it has gradually entered the autumn, and the wind is still leisurely, and when I see Zeng Cong, there will be a little sympathy in my eyes for no reason, and I pity this bitter lover, but I know that many things in the world are like a knife, and they will always fall on a person's heart.

Emperor Liang is happy to have a noble son, at the beginning of the month, to feast in the palace, a few top-notch and powerful people in the court, they have to bring their wives and relatives to go, there are no accidents and doubts, she talks about the style is the wife of the Prime Minister of Liang, so she is also invited only.

The letter was passed back by Zeng Cong, and after dinner, Zeng Cong's fingertips fell on her wrist for a moment, feeling that her body was still good these days, so he asked her, do you want to go?

Tan Feng thought that after Zeng Cong's diagnosis, he would let her go if he felt that she would not die for a while, but he didn't expect that he would be gentle and careful, and he would still ask for her opinion. Tan Feng felt that since everyone was so friendly, it was inconvenient for her to shirk anything, in short, she just showed her face, nothing.

So, the conversation happily responded.

On the day of the palace banquet, looking at the joyful appearance of the emperor and queen, Tan Feng looked at the prime minister's husband sitting next to him from time to time, and for the first time he was full of sympathy.

Maybe her sympathy was too overflowing, provoked Zeng Cong didn't know why, from time to time he lowered his eyes and looked at her, his eyes were unclear, and his emotions were unclear, which made Tan Feng a little incomprehensible, but during the banquet, he didn't know that she was a sick man to toast her, and all of them were blocked by Zeng Cong, a banquet, one person drank the amount of two people, and when he went back, Tan Feng felt that Zeng Cong, who was sitting in the carriage, had a slightly drunk posture on his face, which made him lean on the wall of the car, the beauty of the bewitching and wanton, and a little lonely and desolate.

In the small space of the carriage, Tan Feng couldn't stand his aura like this, so he opened his mouth and called, "My lord." ”

Tan Feng has always talked little, Zeng Cong heard him calling, and his eyes fell on Tan Feng.

Ben just wanted to ease the atmosphere, but when he saw it, he didn't know what to say, and when he was nervous, he said indiscriminately: "Big, adult, since the other party has married and has a child, what should be put down will be let go, and it will be put down if it exists in the heart, it is inevitable that life will not be happy." ”

Zeng Cong listened, seemed to recall a lot of past events, looked a little dazed, smiled bitterly, and shook his head.

After getting married for a few months, although there was not much contact, Tan Feng had never seen Zeng Cong look like this, thinking that he had said through his sadness in one sentence, so he simply picked it out and comforted: "I see that His Majesty the Emperor is full of queens, why can't you let it go alone, you have been with him for ten years, and you have paid enough." ”

“……”

Talking about the wind, Zeng Cong, who suddenly made Fang Cai's mind a little erratic, pulled back to the eye, suddenly sat up, stared at her with a pair of flying eyes, and looked at the wind and shrunk his neck into the thick collar, thinking that he had pierced the window paper that others did not want to pierce, which angered him, after all, this kind of thing, who wants to admit it.

seemed to feel the timidity of talking about the wind, Zeng Cong felt ridiculous, and slowly leaned his body against the wall of the car, and said in a deep voice: "Don't be cranky, I don't like men." ”

Tan Feng saw that Zeng Cong didn't blame her, and breathed a sigh of relief, not afraid of him, but just felt that the relationship between the two people got along very well, so she didn't want to provoke him for no reason, but she thought in her heart, look, I really don't want to admit it.

Zeng Cong was tall, lowered his eyes and swept the conversation for a moment, as if he had seen through her thoughts, so he said again very patiently, "Tell the truth." ”

Tan Feng sat up straight, feeling that with her understanding of Zeng Cong, this kind of person usually either buried it in her heart and didn't say it, and once she said it, she wouldn't lie to her, it seemed that she really misunderstood him.

However, since he doesn't have the habit of breaking his sleeves, Tan Feng looked at Zeng Cong, and his face inevitably turned red, and it was estimated that he probably had an ulterior hidden disease.

Inadvertently, his eyes met for a moment, Zeng Cong saw that when Tan Feng looked at him, his eyes moved down slightly, and there was a hint of blush on his pale face, which made Zeng Cong can't help but reach out and flick his forehead, no need to guess, he knows what she is thinking. If it was an ordinary girl, it might be normal to blush when she looked at him, but Zeng Cong knew that the county lord he married had always been as indifferent as water, as if life and death had been seen through, and he would not blush because of his external hue, unless, there was something really embarrassing in his head, and there was a touch of sympathy in that blush.

Breaking the tranquility, Zeng Cong opened his mouth and mentioned something that he was interested in, "I heard that your half-brother of Wei Guo was found to have participated in King Zhuang's rebellion, and he was convicted of rebellion, and the whole family was beheaded. ”

Zeng Cong's voice was not loud, but word by word, what he stated was the truth, and after listening to the conversation, he felt tired, frowned slightly, and said with some regret: "My younger brother has been willful since he was a child, and he is easy to make mistakes." ”

Zeng Cong said lightly: "Now that there is only one of you left, you say, is this the will of God, or is it the human heart?" ”

Tan Feng glanced at Zeng Cong, and when he saw that his eyes were sharp, he lowered his eyes and said, "Good and evil are rewarded, it is the will of heaven." ”

"County Lord." Zeng Cong got closer, looked down at Tan Feng, and said softly: "You played a wonderful game of chess." ”

Tan Feng's palms under his sleeves were clenched, thinking that there were no big flaws in his plan, but he never thought that the obstacle he encountered was not in the Wei State, but it was beyond her calculations, this cunning prime minister husband like a fox rabbit.

A gust of autumn wind blew into the car window and hit Tan Feng, making her shiver unconsciously, and then looked at Zeng Cong, who knew everything, and suddenly laughed, and asked: "You know everything, do you know, what is the autumn wind broken, falling into the mud?" ”