Chapter 6: Behind the Scenes (1)
"That's what the kid said, too." Qi Qi muttered in a low voice, "But why is he angry?" "It's the best of both worlds. It's hard to understand the mind of mortals, especially fifteen or sixteen-year-old kids!
Feng Qidao: "Because he doesn't understand." β
He didn't understand, and he didn't want to accept the fact that his relatives had left, just like she had at the beginning, she already had the answer in her heart, but she still had to ask the question: Are my relatives still there?
In this life, she obviously has a lot of relatives but subconsciously feels that except for Feng Mu, no one is anyone.
When she received her ancestor, she didn't treat him as her own uncle, she just wanted to complete her task and achieve the desired goal by the way. Even when she was collecting Princess Le An, she never wavered in the face of Feng Mu's heart-rending cry. Feng Qinghua had nothing worth exchanging.
After entering the palace for three years, he has never had a sacred heart, and everything he knows, Xiao Dong has heard it. It's justβ
It's just that if there was no Feng Qinghua, Feng Mu would have been gone five years ago, right?
Feng Mu, who was ten years old at the time, had just witnessed his little sister, who had been tightly guarded, turn into a monster overnight and light a faint blue Kong Ming lantern and ruthlessly take away his mother's soul.
Although he himself has not seen his mother's appearance for many years, when his mother's face appeared in the sky, he still recognized it at a glance and pounced on it without hesitation......
But he couldn't reach it.
I could only watch as she became a point of light and finally disappeared. He was furious like a little beast: "Give me back my mother!" You give me back my mother! β
Feng Qi, who was three years younger than him and was still a girl, looked at him coldly: "She, she has been dead for a long time. β
But he didn't care, he wanted to snatch the lamp from her hand, his mother was locked inside, and he wanted to save her.
Soon, he grabbed it but couldn't open it.
Feng Qi told him that his mother was no longer in the lamp, and that it would only turn on the next time he received another vain soul.
Liar, right?
He couldn't believe it, he obviously saw his mother smiling at him, and he was only one step away from it.
They all complain about Ahma, no-
That's not Ah Ji, that's a monster, not his dearest sister.
He wants to run away from her.
Is there a river in front, don't be afraid, my mother will never see me again, he doesn't want to be afraid of anything......
The icy water of the river poured into the mouth and rushed into the internal organs......
He seemed to see his mother waving at him, and thought he was going to die too.
But when he opened his eyes again, the first thing he saw was not his dead mother, but the daughter of the third uncle's family, his third cousin Feng Qinghua.
At that time, she had not yet entered the palace, and she was still an innocent girl.
Her appearance was a little embarrassed, but her smile was pure and clean, and the rows of shell teeth were as white as jade, and she said, "Great! Fifth brother, you are awake, you scared me to death, why do you even have to run the river? It's too dangerous, I can't play like this next time. ββ¦β¦
Thinking of the maidservant girl beside him, but Feng Qinghua who went into the water in a panic, Feng Mu closed his eyes: "Third sister." β
The twilight rain was rapid, and the pedestrians were cut off.
A green-shirted nun held her hands on the ground, kneeling step by step in the rain, there was no barrier on her body, the cold rain hit her face like a knife, her eyes were so clear that she couldn't see clearly, and the muddy water overflowed her knees and soaked her hands.
Qiu'er insisted on not letting herself get into the muddy water, for fear that she would never be able to get up again.
She is not afraid that she will really die in this rain, she is just afraid that after she dies, no one will care about her master and will avenge the three ladies of her family.
Although, last night the man told her not to go out, everything is up to her.
also said that she was Xiao Dong, her sister Xiao Dong-
How can it be! Xiao Dong turned into a handful of loess early, how could he be a chivalrous man who kills people with a sword.
In this world, people are unpredictable, the lady is dead, and no one dares to believe it now.
Maybe that person was sent by Feng Miaohua? Originally, he was going to harm the lady, but when he saw that the lady was dead, he wanted to lie to her, lock her up, and deny her to avenge the lady's grievances.
Thinking of the scene when the lady swallowed her breath last night, her heart was like a knife: "Lady, you died so miserably!" β
This little rain, the blood shed from kneeling through the knees along the way, even if these legs are wasted, are nothing compared to the grievances suffered by the lady.
She can hold on!
A pair of leather boots suddenly appeared in the muddy water, and a cyan oil umbrella landed on top of her head.
Qiu'er hurriedly lowered her head, and when she saw the person coming, she seemed to have strength all over her body, and said hoarsely: "Fifth son, you are the fifth son!" β
The rain was cloudy, and the young handsome's face was covered with water, and he didn't know if it was rain or tears.
"Fifth son, please save my lady, go to Yaoguang Temple to save my lady! ......" and then fainted in the rain like exhaustion.
A foot away, the woman in Xuanyi dressed as a man didn't know when she appeared, probably because she saw Feng Mu there, so she didn't come forward.
Feng Mu glanced at her coldly, and was about to pick up Qiu'er, but was preempted by the Xuanyi girl: "Thank you Fifth Prince, I won't work for you." β
"Is she the third sister's maidservant?"
"Yes."
"If I'm not mistaken, she should still be your own sister?"
"Yes."
"And where are you going to take her?"
"Forgive me for my humble duties, and I can't give advice."
Answering the formula, there is no look.
Sure enough, it was the subordinate she brought out, and there was no family affection at all.
Feng Mu sneered, turned around and left.
The night was stormy and rainy, and nothing was left.
With the nun kneeling in the rain.
Although the weather is not beautiful, it has been raining heavily since the afternoon, but the largest restaurant in the imperial capital Pingcheng, the most windy building, is still brightly lit and the guests are crowded.
"I just saw Amu passing by." A white-faced man in blue clothes muttered at the window, staring straight out of the window.
"Not likely." The young man who came directly to him snorted coldly, and the wine glass in his hand flew up like wings, hitting the window.
With a "click", the window closes automatically.
The action of throwing a wine glass and closing the window is smooth and smooth.
The young man was born with red lips and white teeth, and he was handsome and extraordinary.
The figure is tall and straight, and the purple shirt crown not only does not make him look old, but makes him heroic.
It's just that the awe-inspiring aura around this body makes people dare not approach when they look at it.
"Then why didn't he come in and leave? Didn't you say we'd drink together tonight? Before the blue-clothed boy could come back to his senses, a fan handle slammed into his head, leaving a bruise on the spot.
Faced with the sudden anger of the purple-clothed young man, the blue-clothed young man held his dizzy head and smiled angrily, and said, "Childe, I know that you are reluctant to really kill me!" β
Thinking of the first day he came to this ancestor as a personal guard, and was beaten up like that, he Feng Xi remembered it vividly.
The ministers in the court all praised Jiang Yuyan, the king of Shiping County, for his small and unscrupulous, loyal, filial piety, benevolence, and courtesy.
But Daqi, who doesn't know that his master is loyal and filial, but he is by no means a humble prince.
On weekdays, he is not allowed to call his subordinates the prince, but to call him Gongzi, which is called a beautiful name: convenient for private visits.
Come on, his temper is so stinky, who can't recognize him!
Sitting there and doing nothing can make people panic.
After beating someone like this inexplicably, he said lightly: "That's someone's business." β
"Yes, yes." Feng Xi got up with a smile, "Maybe he has something to do temporarily, something temporary." β
"It's not temporary, it's definitely something." The young man in purple said, already downstairs.
Why are you gone, you don't usually look like a nosy person!
"Alas, alas, this dish hasn't been touched yet......"
Feng Xi followed a few steps, suddenly remembered something and stopped, and shouted coldly.
What to do?
The wine and food in this most popular building are very expensive, and it cost him half a month's money, and it is too wasteful to leave without eating like this.
Reaching out and touching a chicken leg from the table, Feng Xi followed out again.