After gritting his teeth and saying this paragraph, Jiang Qiang looked at the entourage kneeling on the ground and said, "You go back and tell Jiang Shuyu, just say that everything is going according to plan, and let him send someone to protect King Xuan, and he can't let the villains hurt him again." ”

Although I didn't know what plan was planned in the queen's heart, the entourage was still obedient, and did not dare to stay in the Yonghe Palace any longer, so he got up and retired.

Watching his entourage leave, Jiang immediately walked to the apse while shouting Zhuo Lang's name loudly; However, no matter how much she shouted, she searched all the places Zhuo Lang liked to stay on weekdays, but she couldn't find the person.

However, Aunt Yinglan quickly learned Zhuo Lang's whereabouts from the mouths of other palace people, and ran back to reply: "Queen Mother, the slave maid has found that the gentleman left the palace with a token during the day and has not returned yet. ”

"Out of the palace? Do you know where he is going? Who are you going to meet? ”

Aunt Yinglan replied carefully: "You also know that the gentleman except for the last two words to the mother, the other palace people ignored him, plus he has always wrapped himself tightly, ordinary palace people saw his appearance, and they were afraid that it would be too late to avoid him, so how could they take the initiative to talk to him and ask him where he was going." ”

Jiang listened to Aunt Yinglan's answer, and gritted his silver teeth fiercely: "This damn monster, when you don't need him, he tries to wander around in front of you, and when you really need him, his whereabouts are a mystery; Bengong shouldn't have softened his heart to cooperate with him in the first place, and it really didn't work at all to keep him by his side. ”

After saying this resentfully, Jiang's heart finally felt a little more comfortable, and said to Aunt Yinglan beside him: "The person that the palace asked you to arrange in the palace early in the morning, can you arrange it properly?" ”

Aunt Yinglan immediately replied: "The slave maid has already arranged it, and she doesn't dare to delay the mother's big event." ”

"Very good, you go to see him in person, tell him that the time has come for the palace to use him, let him be ready, and you must not show me your feet in front of everyone."

"Yes."

Looking at Ying Lan's figure carefully retreating, Jiang Qiang's eyes showed a vicious color.

Thinking of the things that those people dared to do under her nose, she couldn't help but let out a cold snort, thinking that if she hurt Zhao Xuan, she would have no choice? She Jiang Qiang does things, but she never stops until she reaches her goal.

The corners of Jiang Qiang's mouth showed a smug smile, thinking that when it was dawn, she would be able to see with her own eyes the disappointed and failed appearance of those who dared to disagree with her, and her face faintly showed a look of anticipation.

She looked at the dark night with burning eyes, as if she saw the old man in the night, and muttered: "Concubine Yang, are you very unwilling?" You died at the hands of this house, and today your son will die at the hands of this house. Both of you mother and son will be the prey of this palace, don't blame this palace for being so cruel to you, if you want to blame it, blame you for snatching the things that this palace cares about the most; In the next life, you must keep your eyes open and stop thinking about things you shouldn't get. ”

After saying this, Jiang Qiang raised her head and laughed a few times, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes rose with her smile distorted and ugly, it was really hard to believe that this person in front of her would be a harem, a country that everyone in the world admired, and should enjoy unparalleled wealth.

……

Yuan Feng woke up with a cold stinging pain.

When he opened his eyelids covered with blood scabs, and slowly got up from the cold ground with his tortured inhuman body, he saw clearly where he was.

She seemed to have been taken to a cave in the dense forest outside the city, where the rocky cliffs were scattered, and the cold wind blew in through the cracks in the stones, making a whining sound in the cave, and the sound of falling water splashing on the stone walls, adding a bit of emptiness to this strange and quiet cave.

Yuan Feng stood on the straw straw stained with his blood, shaking his body and trying to move forward, but as soon as he took a step, he was pulled by a strong force under his feet, and when he looked down, he saw that there was a wrist-thick chain tied to his feet.

Looking at the black iron chain, Yuan Feng couldn't help but let out a cold snort, and a hoarse voice came out with his dry and open mouth: "It turns out that you are so afraid of me, afraid that you will tie me up with such a thick iron chain and hurt me like this, you are really a cowardly person like a mouse." ”

A hoarse whisper spread through the cave, and after a long time there was no sound but the still-ringing sound of falling water; However, Yuan Feng just believed that person was nearby, and he was still watching his every move closely, like a mouse in a gutter that could not see the light, which made people feel disgusting and pitiful.

Yuan Feng was really unable to support his weak body, so he sat back on the straw again with his knees, and with his movements, several very serious wounds on his body were cracked open again, and hot blood flowed out of the wounds, making him frown uncomfortably.

But he has always been arrogant, and he only allowed himself to frown, and he didn't let himself let out a painful groan in front of any despicable villain.

After Yuan Feng sat back on the ground, he finally felt a little more comfortable, let out a long breath, and said, "Don't hide, or do you really want to keep hiding?" You brought me here, and didn't just kill me, didn't you just want to have a good talk with me? Zhuo Lang, if I were you, I'm afraid I'd be tired. has lived alone for so many years, hiding his abnormality in front of normal people every day, and changing his identity differently, no relatives, no friends, not even like-minded people; This kind of taste should be very uncomfortable, and I should really want to find someone to talk to. ”

Yuan Feng chuckled lightly: "I'm so badly injured by you now, I can't escape for a while, just to be your audience." ”

As he spoke, Yuan Feng casually picked up the wheat straw on the ground and wiped it in a fairly clean place on his sleeve, and after wiping it clean, his fingers flew up and down dexterously, as if he was weaving something.

Seeing Yuan Feng like this, Zhuo Lang, who had been hiding in the shadows, finally couldn't help it, and after a cruel and ruthless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he limped out of the gap between a boulder.

Wrapped in a black robe, he was simply the same as the past, so the moment he was exposed, he was found by Yuan Feng at a glance.

Looking at this monster that hated to wrap itself from beginning to end, Yuan Feng didn't feel scared at all, but wanted to laugh.

He found that he really didn't understand the monster in front of him, obviously so eager for immortality, in order to continue his life, he even did not hesitate to use the most evil means to send his own purpose, but after the goal was achieved, he wrapped himself tightly like a silkworm chrysalis, and did not dare to show himself to the world.

In fact, such a person is also very timid and pitiful; Contrary to the whole world, let yourself live completely different from normal people, the world says that the people of the Tianding clan are the most special, but in his opinion, the people of the Tianding clan are just special blood, and the people who really live their own 'special' are not the people of the Tianding clan, but the monster in front of them.

Zhuo Lang saw sympathy in Yuan Feng's eyes, this look made him very unhappy, and when he came up, he looked at him with a calm expression, and couldn't help but sneer: "At the time of life and death, you still have the heart to make up this kind of thing, why, are you really scared by the old man?" I don't think there's any hope of living, do I? ”

Yuan Feng continued to move on his hands, and was not in a hurry to argue with him, but picked up a third of the things in his hand and showed them to Zhuo Lang, and asked him, "What do you look like?" ”

Zhuo Lang raised the corners of his eyebrows unhappily and pursed his thin lips, as if he was suppressing his anger with encouragement.

Yuan Feng seemed to be unable to see his anger, and after waiting for a moment and not seeing him answer, he withdrew his hand, and while continuing the movements on his hand, he replied: "It's a dragonfly, I thought I would forget how to make up this grass dragonfly, but I didn't expect that as soon as I got the wheat grass, that familiar feeling came back, and people's memories are really very strange, isn't it?" Usually I feel like I've forgotten something for a long time, but once I touch something familiar, my memory will be awakened, like an open treasure box, and many beautiful things will emerge. ”

Zhuo Lang sneered: "You should recall the good things of the past, after all, after a while, you won't have the life to recall." ”

Listening to Zhuo Lang's clamor of death, the corners of Yuan Feng's mouth always had a faint smile, and his eyes were as bright as stars and like the Milky Way in the sky, smeared with gentle brilliance.

He suddenly remembered the memories of sitting on the roof of the house and watching the stars together when he and Chu Xingyue left Taiping Town.

At that time, he pointed to the brightest star in the sky and told her that in their homeland, such beautiful stars could be seen, and the Milky Way dotted the night sky like a black carpet of precious stones, as if by stretching out his hand, he could touch the very beautiful stars.

When he said this, she turned her head and looked at him intently, he was curious, and asked her why she stared at him instead of looking at the night sky.

She said that his eyes were better than the stars in the sky.

It was the first time he had heard someone praise him with such a special word, was it better than the stars? In her eyes, would he be such a dazzling existence?

Although he didn't know how sincere she was when she said this, he knew very well that after listening to her words, a seed was quietly planted somewhere in the depths of his heart, and that seed was illuminated by the warm sun, irrigated by the moist rain, and pulled out the little girl, grew branches, and finally, bloomed into brilliant flowers.

In the more than 20 years since he left his clan and joined the WTO, he has always allowed himself to live a life of seeking and making up.

He never knew that when he found the person he was looking for, that person would bring him the most beautiful flowers, layers of petals, and decorate his pale twenty years of life into colorful colors.