Xu Guang's family has been a marquis for generations, and has been guarding the south of Fengguo, Huaining City.

After Yan Xijiao got married, the two of them were newly married, and they also spent a few years of deep love between you and me.

She and Feng Yiyang had never crossed the thunder pool half a step before, although they both had that thought, they had never confessed to each other.

But Xu Guang is different, Xu Guang saw Yan Xijiao, and only felt that he was a flying immortal from outside the sky, coaxing him with tenderness and sweetness every day, asking the stars not to give the moon, and asking the moon to set up a long ladder to pick it up for her. Slowly, Yan Xijiao left Feng Yiyang behind and concentrated on being her Mrs. Xu.

The Xu family has always suffered from the grace of the emperor, and Yan Xijiao is also Mrs. Zirconium, with the emperor's grain and salary every month, and the life is beautiful.

Who knew that the good times would not last long, and Xu Guang died of a sudden illness five years ago. A beauty of the right age like Yan Xijiao suddenly became widowed.

In addition to grief, Yan Xijiao has been widowed for five years, and they all say that widows are lonely, and Yan Xijiao is no exception.

A person has spent thousands of long lonely nights, often lighting lamps and staying up until dawn.

Then she remembered the joke about the widow who passed the long night: the widow used to blow out the lamp, pour a bag of soybeans on the ground, and then touch the black grains and pick them back into the bag. When all this is done, it will be dawn.

Every time she thinks of this story, she can't help but feel sorry for herself in her heart: she is still young and beautiful, just live such a life, and when she is old and decrepit in the future, won't she have to die lonely and old.

She didn't want to live a day like this.

Women are most likely to think about those possible men when they are lonely, so who is the most likely? Of course, it's the one who loved in my ignorant youth.

This time, Yan Xijiao returned to Beijing just to fulfill her own wish. Even if she can't be Feng Yiyang's concubine, she has to be his most important woman.

In order to return to Beijing, she prepared for several months.

I heard the story of Feng Yiyang and Gong Yuxi halfway, and I was sad for a while, but I didn't want to give up.

Yu Xi's details, she has also been exploring for a long time. That's why I was able to recognize it at a glance at the door of Miaoyun Nunnery, and I made a favor.

Yan Xijiao knows her charm: in addition to her good looks, her reputation for being gentle and sensible is her magic weapon and killer weapon.

But as soon as I saw Yu Xi, the frustration in my heart could no longer be hidden, and I rushed to emerge.

If she says that her Yan Xijiao's appearance, coupled with her gentle personality, can make a man sink. That palace is so beautiful that even if she is a fierce tigress, there will still be people who will follow her one after another until she dies.

What's more, she is still so much younger than herself, and she is still so free and free, eclectic.

"Miss, you know that she is Gong Yuxi, and you still help her, you are so kind."

Xiao Cui praised from the bottom of her heart.

Yan Xijiao said: "It's just convenient for you to be with others." ”

But there was a hint of cruelty in his eyes.

All this she did was just foreshadowing, and the first time she saw Yu Xi, she knew that this time she would not come to Beijing too smoothly, and she had to make plans in advance.

Feng Yiyang's side, since Yu Xi left, it was like the sky had fallen.

King Jing's Mansion was shrouded in a dark cloud, and the people were in a panic all day long, and even the little emperor Feng Huaijin didn't dare to be coquettish with his closest imperial uncle.

Feng Yiyang has to lose his temper when he is a sesame mung bean, and often feels cold when a cup of tea is served, and the teacup smashes against the wall. The subordinates who had been serving well were not pleasing to the eye, so they all rushed to the side hospital.

is just a Chang'an, usually understands Feng Yiyang's temper, and follows him without abandoning, he listens to his temper, does not go to his heart, and does not show it on his face.

A Yu Xi ran away from home, there was no movement in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and King Jing's Mansion and the palace were in a mess.

Later, Feng Huaijin simply sent the Imperial Forest Army to look for Feng Yiyang's people, and within three days, everyone in Feng Kingdom knew that the princess regent had left in anger.

Until the third day, Fei Lengye brought a man with a sack on his head into the Jingwang Mansion.

"You tell him." Fei Leng Xie opened the sack and kicked the man who was tied up with five flowers.

Feng Yiyang looked at the man's hideous left eye, and he understood everything.

"Dong Xiuzhi asked you to assassinate the princess?"

Feng Yiyang's ferocious aura made the man tremble in fright three steps away.

That person had already been served by Fei Lengxie's various punishments, and seeing that Feng Yiyang was not easy to mess with, he was frightened, and he trembled and made all moves.

Tell Yu Xi that the score is not bad.

That day, he took advantage of Yu Xi to congratulate Feng Yiyang on his birthday, and ambushed Yu Xi in Yu Xi's bedroom, he knew that Yu Xi would do some kung fu, but he never took it seriously, originally thought that she could kill her with one move when she came back and took advantage of the darkness in the room. Who knew that her kung fu and secret weapons were exquisite, and she even fought for more than a dozen rounds.

Later, when the magpie heard the movement, he came to protect the lord and was killed by him. Yu Xi saw that the magpie was killed, and his momentum soared in anger, but he blinded his left eye and caught him off guard.

The main envoy is indeed Dong Xiuzhi, and the Feng family's mother and daughter are not surprised, it is indeed the prime minister's mansion that they introduced this person to.

"This person is in the inner prison to keep a living, send a group of people to find Feng Qinglan's whereabouts, and then go to keep an eye on Gong Feiran for this king."

Feng Yiyang resolutely ordered, and asked Fei Leng evilly: "Is there a whereabout?" ”

Fei Leng glanced at Feng Yiyang with a smile.

Turn around and go.

"Uncle Shi!" Feng Yiyang shouted behind Fei Leng's evil spirit.

Lingjue Villa's search for people and killing people is a must, and it is better than the Royal Forest Army.

"I'm not here to give it away for you, it's for Gong Yuxi. My mother-in-law ran away in anger, do you want me to be an uncle to find it for you? Fei Leng didn't look back, and left arrogantly.

Feng Yiyang also had no way to take Fei Lengxie, and watched him go away.

"This time, the king is indeed too mean to the princess, she is so weak, and she still wants to lock her up in the firewood room, and she refuses to listen to her explanation."

Feng Yiyang was silent for a long time and sighed.

Chang Anxin said that you didn't listen to the advice you at the time, what's the use of regretting it now.

But he had no choice but to comfort him: "Lord, the princess can't think about it for a while, and when she goes out to endure hardships, she knows that the prince still loves her the most, so she comes back." ”

Will it suffer...... Feng Yiyang listened, and his heart tightened again, how could he, the person Feng Yiyang favored on the tip of his heart, endure hardships......

"The subordinates are just guessing, the princess Bingxue is smart, but it may not be ...... The prince can rest assured, his subordinates will personally lead people to find the princess in the past few days, and they will definitely be able to find the whereabouts of the princess as soon as possible. ”

Chang'an knew that he was speechless, and hurriedly said again.

Feng Yiyang only frowned blindly, unable to listen to his words.

Whoever dares to hurt her in the future will definitely cut that person with a thousand knives. Feng Yiyang thought viciously.

What lingered in my mind was the appearance of her curled up in the corner of the firewood room and sleeping, a small lump, so pitiful.