In the second year of the Ming Dynasty, the general Fengmu Qiuban returned to the dynasty and returned triumphantly, but the holy decree said that he colluded with the enemy country and leaked the news, so he ordered to be beheaded and hung his head for three days to warn the world.

On that day, a gust of wind passed, and the weather was hot, but suddenly there was snow and clouds in June, and the sound of iron horses came, and everyone exclaimed.

I saw a man in armor riding a sweaty and bloody horse throwing the spear directly on the wall, and then took Feng Muqiu's head and hugged it tightly into his arms.

"I'm late......" Yan Zhenyu's voice was sad, like a lone wolf losing his partner, and his eyes were full of hatred.

"Second Prince......

"Give me blood to wash Weiyang Palace, and leave no one."

In an instant, Kyoto was like purgatory, and when Feng Muqiu returned to his soul, he saw the person who came clearly, and Yan Zhenyu, the second prince who had been with him since childhood, was full of pain and hatred at the moment.

But she couldn't make a sound, only a wisp of soul wandered, and in a moment, turned into a puff of green smoke......

Pain, a dull pain in the abdomen came, and he woke up suddenly, and Feng Muqiu's pupils dilated.

It's still a familiar scene, the room that is different from the ordinary women's boudoir, full of military books and sharp blades, it looks like a man's residence.

Isn't she dead? How is it here?

So he pinched his arm, and a wave of pain hit him, only to realize that this was not a dream.

But is everything a dream?

No, she has been away from home for three years, and sleeping on the battlefield is by no means illusory, but today, she is ...... Reborn?

I still remember that figure, wearing armor, but her eyes were full of affection, Rao had known the second prince Yan Zhenyu for many years, but she didn't know that he had such feelings for her.

That painful gesture seemed to kill the gods and kill the Buddha.

It turned out that she had always loved someone wrongly, and the person who put her at the top of her heart was Yan Zhenyu, who had been against her when she was young.

Sleepless, she got up and put on her coat, gently opened the door, and then leaped up to the roof, the starry sky is shining today, but it is rare to see this night view of Kyoto.

"Miss of the General's Mansion, I actually like this rooster and dog thief, if it is looked at, wouldn't it be a joke?" I was stunned when I suddenly heard a joking voice.

She turned her face and saw the second prince dressed in black, Yan Zhenyu.

How could he be here?

In her previous life, she had already competed with him, but her thoughts suddenly returned to the moment before her rebirth, remembering his painful eyes, her heart softened, so she was silent.

"Why don't you speak? Did I poke the center? Yan Zhenyu saw that she was silent, but he was curious, because the mansion and the general's mansion have always been close, and it has become his habit to travel here at night without anything to do.

"Slap me, does it really make you happy? Or, are you deliberately approaching me? Feng Muqiu suddenly showed a smile, different from the previous estrangement, today, she was not hostile, and even had a sense of closeness.

Yan Zhenyu stood on the roof, looking at her cheeks that were as heroic as peach blossoms, and couldn't help but lose his mind, without saying much, he flew down directly, and realized that he was the one who was poked at the center.

Seeing him leave, Feng Muqiu shook his head and was about to go down, when he suddenly saw a figure haunting not far away, so he frowned and looked carefully.

That direction was in the west courtyard, that is, the courtyard where his sister-in-law Feng Muxue was, and after a while, I saw a sneaky maid walking out with a lamp.

It was an apricot, and the maid was Feng Muxue's maid.

And after she looked around, she walked towards her courtyard, and soon arrived at the lower room in the dark, knocked on the door, and gently pushed the door in.

Feng Muqiu immediately flew down, standing at the door with a good look on his face, quietly listening to the dialogue between the two.

"Second Miss can you sleep?" Xing'er asked in a low voice, but was heard clearly by Feng Muqiu, who had been practicing martial arts for many years.

"Well, I've drunk the medicine and I've fallen asleep, Sister Xing'er don't worry, I put it according to the amount, and I will never make a mistake." His personal maid Xiaohe said flatteringly.

"That's good, you are in a hurry, the matter is done, there will be your benefits!" Apricot smiled, nodded, and took out a bag of silver from her pocket and handed it over.

"Thank you, Sister Xing'er!" Xiaohe's voice trembled with excitement.

So that's the case, if she hadn't lived again, she wouldn't have known about today's outing.

At the beginning, I had a lot of foreign appearance the next day, and I became the biggest laughing stock in Kyoto!

Now that she has lived again, she categorically will not repeat the mistakes of the past, so she took a few steps forward and stood directly at the door, waiting for Xing'er.

At this moment, Xing'er was opening the door with joy, and suddenly bumped into a figure, almost fell to the ground in fright, raised her head, and saw Feng Mu Qiuyan looking at her condescendingly, and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Second, Second Miss, you, why are you here?" She lost her face, only to realize that she was incoherent.

"My yard, why can't I be here, but you, Xing'er, are you so late, how are you prepared?" Feng Muqiu leaned over, pinched her chin with his right hand, and asked with a smile on his face, but he asked very sharply in his eyes.