Fengjin City

The sky was already translucent, the sound of the rolling carriage was like rain beating the crystal white marble, in the golden sunlight, the reflection of an elegant carriage passed on the ground, and slowly drove towards the outside of Fengjin City.

The carriage was wrapped in plain curtains on all sides, and the quaint and dilapidated windows were obscured by a curtain of pale blue crepe.

Pulling the carriage forward was a black horse, and the coachman who drove the horse was dressed in a gray subordinate suit, looking about twenty-five or sixteen, with a strong figure, with a heroic spirit between his eyebrows, and his eyes were cold, and he looked very capable, not like an ordinary horseman.

In the carriage, there were two women, one was a wedding dress with gold embroidered thread, a red embroidered satin hijab, and the tassels hanging from the four corners of the hijab swayed with the bumps of the carriage. One was a woman dressed as a pale green palace maid, with delicate eyebrows, leaning against the wall of the carriage with her eyes closed, her head swaying from side to side with the moving carriage.

The coachman drove the carriage through the streets and alleys, and soon left Fengjin City, and hurried towards the horse's hooves outside the city.

The horse suddenly let out a loud cry in its nose, spewed out a puff of white air, and let out a long neigh, which woke up the people in the carriage.

The woman was suddenly awakened, and she stretched out her slender jade hand in a panic and tore off her hijab, only to see that she was a beautiful woman, with a graceful demeanor, skin like snow, and apricot eyes.

She turned around with a worried face, put her hands on the shoulders of the woman beside her, shook them vigorously, and said anxiously: "Winter dates, wake up, wake up quickly." ”

The woman who was called the winter date frowned, slowly opened her eyes, the front of her eyes was blurry, and people couldn't see clearly, and then closed her eyes again, and opened them again after a while, and gradually the eyes became clear, and she was stunned and sat up in shock, "Miss, what's wrong?" Where are we? ”

Wen Qingyao stretched out her hand and put her index finger on her red lips, stretched out her mouth covering the winter dates with one hand, gave her a look, and signaled not to make a sound.

Then she lifted the crepe of the car window and looked out, and looked around, only to see deserted, overgrown with vines, a gust of wind blowing, raising dust, and the sparse trees could be seen in the distance, and the wind blew it up waves from near to far, one moment to the east, and the other to the west, like a drunken person, some tragic, but also a little desolate.

Only the goshawk was soaring in the sky, and the clouds in the sky were moving rapidly in the sky under the agitation of the wind, staring at it a little dazzling and dizzy. The weeds in the vicinity were also blown up by the wind, and the floc on the tips of the grass was lifted by the wind and fluttered in the sun.

The further I went, the more I saw the trees and vines, but the mountains of sand.

Wen Qingyao's heart became heavier and heavier, and her mind began to think back to the day of the wedding. She married in red clothes, under the gaze of tens of millions of people on the long street, she sat in a sedan chair, and the guard of honor came to the palace gate, and the kiss was the nurse of Her Royal Highness, Mama Li, whose hair was combed very seriously, without a trace of messiness, her eye sockets were deep, and a pair of dark brown eyes quietly told the vicissitudes of life, she stretched out her rough hand and handed over a glass of wine, Wen Qingyao drank it.

Could it be that the wine was drugged, and she suddenly woke up.

After a while, Wen Qingyao's eyes became deeper and deeper, she turned her head, looked at the overwhelmed winter dates, and asked, "You may remember the events of your wedding day, what's wrong?" ”

Dong Zao frowned, pondered for a while, and said, "Miss, I really can't think of it, and I don't feel anything unusual." ”

Why did his father insist on letting him marry Feng Chengyi? And why was she drugged and taken away at the gate of the palace on her big day?

There are many mysteries, everything is like seeing flowers in the fog, Wen Qingyao can't figure it out for half a minute, she feels like she has a splitting headache, and she simply doesn't think about it anymore.

Regardless of whether the coachman in front of her was friend or foe, she had to kill him, seize the carriage and return to Tianxuan, and figure out these things.

But she didn't know that there was already a bloody storm in Fengjin City, and a great change changed everything.

Wen Qingyao took off the beaded hairpin on her head, held it tightly in her hand, her eyes suddenly became cold, and she quietly moved to the front of the car door, and the coachman who was driving the horse looked calm, as if he was not aware of the approaching crisis.

Qing Yao came to the door of the car, suddenly lifted the curtain, and stabbed at the coachman driving the horse with lightning speed, with a fierce wind.

But who knew that the coachman moved faster than her, turned around and grabbed her hand holding the hairpin with his backhand, Qing Yao threw it to the hairpin in pain, the shape of the coachman's hand suddenly changed, and a punch with a strong wind smashed into Qing Yao's heart, Qing Yao fell back into the carriage, a mouthful of blood spit out, and it was hideous on the side of her mouth.

Dong Zao hurriedly came up to help her up, leaned on her shoulder, looked worried, and tears of fright fell, "Miss, are you okay?" ”

The carriage was still in a hurry.

Outside the car curtain that only listened, a voice without warmth said: "Miss Wen, let's save it, don't hurt yourself, it's not easy for subordinates to make friends." ”

"Who are you? Who sent you? I am the great princess of the day, and the eldest prince will definitely break you into pieces. Wen Qingyao clutched her chest and said with pain.

In the fight just now, Wen Qingyao knew that this person could never be as simple as a coachman, he hid it deeply, he was not an opponent at all, and he would only hurt himself if he came hard, so he had to seize the identity of the eldest princess.

But the people outside the curtain were not afraid, and sneered, "The subordinates were sent by the eldest prince." ”

The coachman's words came into the carriage, and Wen Qingyao, who was shocked, couldn't close her mouth for a long time, Feng Chengyi's person? But why did he do it? What good did her death do him.

Half a day

Wen Qingyao was shocked, and said angrily: "My father is the current Taifu, the emperor's most trusted minister, if he knows that I am gone, he will definitely show the emperor, you are against the Tianxuan Dynasty, you should know very well what the consequences will be." ”

Wen Qingyao's face was not shocked, but in fact, her heart was already surging, since the emperor decreed the marriage, everything has been developing in an unexpected direction, she feels inexplicably flustered, scared, and overwhelmed.

The coachman did not pay any more attention to her, but tightened the reins and quickened his speed, and the horse ran forward even harder, causing the people in the carriage to fall together.

The carriage rushed to the endless desert in the golden sunlight.

Wen House

White silk is hung on the outside of the vermilion gate, and the inside of the house is also white.

Desolation and sadness hung over the entire cloud mansion.

In the center of the lobby in the mansion is a coffin made of golden silk nanmu, and in front of the coffin stands a coffin made of black wooden boards, which is written in block letters: The coffin of the deceased husband Wen Lanping.

Feng Qin faded away from the dress of a noble lady in the past, and put on a raw linen cloth chopping tree, she was already skinny enough to be blown away by a gust of wind, and her deep-set eyes were dull, and she had completely lost her former brilliance.

She walked gently to the coffin, and carefully moved beside her to wake up the people in the coffin.

The coffin was ajar, and Wen Lan lay peacefully inside, he was wearing a water-blue robe, his clothes were a little shabby, and he seemed to be some years old.

It was what he wore when he first met Le Wat, and he kept it for more than thirty years, and he took it out and put it on the day he was ready to die.

Feng Qin stretched out his shriveled hand and gently touched the face of the person in the coffin, smiled bitterly, and said softly:

"That day, I saw that you were on the arched bridge of Xiaoqing Lake in the palace, you were wearing an embroidered court dress, and you looked like a son, and you looked very good. You look at the pool of lotus and say: The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red. ”

"I have guarded you for thirty-two, and I have waited for you for thirty-two years, even if my heart is made of ice, it should be melted."

"Look at you, you still can't think of me until you die, but you went down to find your sweetheart, leaving me alone, alone in this world."

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Feng Qin kept muttering, his voice couldn't hear joy and sorrow, and there was always a faint smile on his face.

On the day of Qing Yao's wedding, Wen Lan hung herself on the main hall with a white silk hanging, when she came, his body was already cold, without a little temperature, she knew, she knew everything.

The moment she saw Wen Lanping's corpse, Feng Qin knew that she had never hated him, and she had always loved him deeply.

She regretted it, she should persuade him, stop him, fly away with him, leave here, leave these rights and wrongs, and live incognito for the rest of her life.

Wen Lanping has only done one wrong thing in his life, but this wrong thing has harmed everyone and committed heinous crimes.

Feng Qin knew that everything that happened back then was Emperor Feng Jin's fault, it was his narrow-mindedness, suspicion of people's hearts, and disregard for human morality, but all this had to be borne by her husband.

Back then, Emperor Fengjin used Wen Qingyao as a coercion and forced Wen Lanping to go to Xiban to negotiate with the leader of the Japanese Kou to leave Luo, and jointly kill the Su family.

Then Wen Lanping retreated, but Emperor Feng Jin reversed himself, just like treating Su Changshe, and he couldn't keep him anymore.

Wen Lanping thought that his death could be exchanged for the peace of Qingyao I, but he didn't know that it was the most ruthless emperor family, and they laid another abyss, waiting to push Yun Qingyao down to fulfill their wolf ambitions.

And Fengjin City has long been a matter of things.