The sun is thinning, and Linzi City is covered with a dark golden coat. But the people in the city are depressed, and they have lost all their former vitality.

Fengmen, which has made generations of Qi people proud, has only fallen overnight. The country Shengsheng, which is famous for its "cultural dance", was removed from the word "dance", which is tantamount to cutting off one of its arms.

People are dazed, lost, and frustrated, but when all the emotions gradually subside, most people can't help but think of a problem.

Why was the tenacious nation to the west able to withstand a ferocious alien onslaught and achieve something artistically? Is it just because Feng Zhilan crossed to the west?

Look at the young, handsome and generous Zhenxi Hou, as well as the fierce soldiers he brought, and the beautiful Tang women who followed Liu Tingge on the stage together, they are really responsible men, and their daughters are as soft as water.

What kind of country is this?

Everyone has a new understanding of Datang, but these seem to have nothing to do with Feng Zhiyao, she just reacquainted herself with Tang An.

In the quiet room, Feng Zhiyao sat quietly on the edge of the bed, looking at her toes in a daze.

This is Datang's foreign guest house, and it is also her only place to live now. Walk out of this door, and the only thing that awaits her is destruction.

She is no longer who she once was. The caged bird, poor but always safe, is now a loner with nothing.

Now all she has left is a man who still cares about her.

There are some things that are most difficult to talk about. When Feng Zhiyao was talking about Tang An, he had already come.

"Squeak."

Tang An pushed open the wooden door and locked it from the inside. After the early morning battle and the vain and grievance with the nobles of the Qi Kingdom, his young face could not hide his tiredness, but after stepping into the house, the sunlight climbed on his cheeks again.

"Sister Feng, what are you thinking?"

Feng Zhiyao looked at Tang An in a daze, as if she had lost her mind. His appearance hadn't changed, his voice hadn't changed, but all the mysteries had been unfolded, his true identity was revealed to everyone, and she felt that the face was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Feng Zhiyao smiled bitterly: "I'm thinking...... Should you be called Tang An, or Tang Houye. ”

Tang An came to her, sat down on the edge of the bed naturally, and said with a smile: "Master Hou is called by outsiders, and for my own people, I will always be that Tang An." ”

As if hearing the ambiguity in his words, Feng Zhiyao's face was slightly red, and she secretly wondered if I was also my own person?

Seeing that she was silent, Tang An sighed and said, "You may hate me for deceiving you, but there are some things I can't say." There will always be a lot of helplessness in life, and for me, concealing my identity is a helpless move, but it is something that must be done. Sister Feng, maybe you don't understand my distress, but I want you to believe that the Tang An you know is real. ”

Feng Zhiyao believed that he hadn't lied to himself, otherwise, why would he take risks several times to save himself, not even his life?

"I believe in you. And ......" Feng Zhiyao glanced up at him: "I seem to owe you a word of thanks." ”

"Thank you is not to be said with your mouth, but to be returned." Tang An smiled slightly and hugged her into his arms.

The moment she deliberately fell on the stage, Tang An vaguely guessed her thoughts.

Betrayed by the most trusted person, but unwilling to become the plaything of the powerful. But a woman who has lost her backer, what can she use to support herself to survive?

A desperate woman, in the face of adversity, has prepared for the worst. Before that, she only wanted to repay Feng Zhilan's kindness. If Tang An didn't open his mouth to stay, the moment she stepped out of the gate of Dongquetai, I am afraid it would be the moment when she died.

If you can continue to enjoy the joy of life, who will die easily?

There is no doubt that she is her ray of sunshine.

Feng Zhiyao was like a frightened deer, staring at the two big eyes with a face full of surprise, and just threw herself into his arms!

This embrace is so warm, and those strong arms seem to have allowed her to find a little belonging, and she is no longer confused by the ambiguity of the road ahead.

Her chin rested on Tang An's shoulder, feeling that he was good to her, and she was reluctant to get up.

Don quietly put his arms around her, gently stroking her hair and back. He knew how fragile she was now, so he moved very gently, as if he was afraid of making her a little more frightened.

"You were you and I was me, but from now on, you are mine." Tang An said softly, "I'm sorry I couldn't participate in your past, I'm sorry to keep you waiting." But you must believe that I will give you a different future. ”

Will I be able to have it in the future?

Feng Zhiyao had a hint of longing in her eyes, but found that Tang An had left her unconsciously.

His smile was so charming, and his eyes were tingling with love, as if he wanted to tell her to melt.

Tang An propped Feng Zhiyao's shoulders and said, "King Qi has set up a dinner party in the palace, I can't help but go." Now I only have one last thing left to do, and then I'll take you away. Remember what I said to you, wait for me! ”

With that, he boldly touched Feng Zhiyao's tender little face, turned around and walked out of the house. Only Feng Zhiyao was left to cover the place on her cheek that had been touched by Tang An, and tears overflowed in her eyes again: "No matter whether you lie to me this time or not, I will keep waiting......"

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At night, the Royal Palace.

Compared with the Tang Dynasty, the palace of Qi is a little less atmospheric, but a little more graceful. Perhaps deeply influenced by the way of Confucius and Mencius, every part of the palace is quite particular - the stone road leading to the main hall is divided into two roads, civil and military, and only the king can walk in the middle. The glazed cornices in the palace, the carved beams and painted buildings, the palace buildings are continuous, the shadows of the trees are swaying, hazy in a light color, there is a beauty that makes people fascinated.

When Tang An walked all the way with the protocol, he found that the palace was obviously carefully decorated, the guards had straight waists, and Gong E was holding a shelf when she walked.

It's no wonder that Qi Guo has always prided himself on being a country, and he feels that he is a lot higher than Datang, not to mention Xia Guo. However, Datang has always been strong and never buys the account of Qi State. For the first time in so many years, Datang sent envoys here, which in Li Yu's opinion was simply a grand event in the Qi country.

It's a pity that she just wanted to show off her national prestige through Feng Zhiyao, but who knew that she had the best dancing skills in the world, but she made herself lose a big face. Fortunately, His Majesty the Emperor of Qi was optimistic by nature, and after chanting "Datang bowed his head" a few times, he untied the knot in his heart.

When Tang An came to the Guanglu Palace, Li Yu, the king of Qi, and a cadre of princes and ministers had already arrived in Qi. When everyone met, they had their own greetings. After the guests of honor are seated, one after another exquisite dishes are streamed up, and the attractive colors fill people's eyes.

Tang An had never been exposed to the news about the leader's visit in the past, and he also participated in Mu Rong's reception dinner in Datang, and he was no stranger to banquet etiquette. This kind of occasion is simply to be as cautious as possible and pat each other on the back with a polite attitude.

In times of peace, this kind of hypocritical diplomacy is understandable, but Tang An is not. He knew very well the purpose of his trip, if he couldn't borrow strong troops to relieve the siege of the Western Regions, the soldiers at the border and the people of the Tang Dynasty would pay the price of blood. Maybe Qin Tian knew the softness of Tang An's heart, so he deliberately entrusted this errand to him.

Feeling the countless young lives waiting behind him, his head raced. Delicious food is eaten in the mouth, but it tastes like chewing wax.

Li Yu is a very qualified host, who not only prepares delicious food and wine, but also arranges pleasing dance rewards. At the end of the song, it happened that Gong'e presented stacks of emerald yellow tender bamboo shoots one by one.

"Come, Tang Envoy and try the bamboo shoots under Fengming Mountain. This bamboo shoot is delicious, fragrant on the lips and teeth, and it is a rare delicacy in my Daqi. Li Yu introduced to Tang An with a smile. Speaking of Fengming Mountain, it was really the right time for the Tang envoy to come - seven days later, it was my annual Jixia grand meeting in Daqi, and students from all over the country gathered together to select talents with literature, and the Tang envoy might as well go with the widow to see it when the time came. ”

The ministers looked at each other and secretly sighed that His Majesty wanted to get back on the field.

Phoenix Terrace lost for a while, greatly losing His Majesty's face, for fear of being looked down upon by the Tang people, but he didn't expect him to even move out of the Jixia School Palace. It's just that the Xue Palace is the holy land of Qi State, and its writing is the best in the world, if the Tang people learn it, wouldn't it be equivalent to a rival?

Alas, for the sake of face, Your Majesty can really do anything. Such a monarch is really unlucky.

It's a pity that in order to maintain their powerful position, everyone tacitly chose to remain silent. If it weren't for the presence of outsiders, I'm afraid they would have sung the praises of virtue as always.

Hearing this, Tang Anxin was stunned. Leading the high-level of the enemy country to visit the secret holy land, thanks to Li Yu can think of it, this is simply too in line with the characteristics of a faint king.

If it was in normal times, Tang An would have hurriedly agreed, but he had already turned around the school palace through Lan Haitang's relationship, and Tang An didn't take Li Yu's words to heart.

His eyes were staring straight ahead, as if he was thinking about something. Of course, this appearance was deliberately put on display for Li Yu.

Li Yu's warm greetings made everyone turn their attention to Tang An. But seeing that he didn't react at all, everyone couldn't help but murmur secretly in their hearts: This Marquis of the Tang Dynasty is so majestic that he even ignores the words of the Great Qi Monarch.

The Ministry of Rites, who was as fat as a pig on the side, reminded in a low voice: "Master Hou, Your Majesty is talking to you!" ”

Tang An finally "came back to his senses", was smart, and said to Li Yu with an apologetic face: "I'm really sorry, just now Tang thought about things and thought about it, I don't know what Your Majesty just said?" ”

Upon hearing this, a trace of anger flashed on Li Yu's face. But as a landlord, he still patiently repeated: "The widow just said that this bamboo shoot is a specialty of my Daqi, and the taste is excellent, please taste it." ”

Tang An took the opportunity to look at the attractive bamboo shoots in front of him, but he didn't move the chopsticks, and sighed deeply: "Alas! The dish is a good dish, but there is no appetite for it. ”

Li Yu frowned and said, "What, does the Tang envoy have anything on his mind?" ”