Yu Yongyi's identity has always been very embarrassing. At least that's what he thinks. Not long after he was born, his biological mother died. Without the protection of their biological mother, Yu Yongqing and Zhen Yongyi are in the harem and have been ignored.

The young Yu Yongyi fell ill, and the palace maid did not want to go to the imperial doctor for another trip, but let him fend for himself.

If it weren't for Yu Yongqing begging Feng Jieyu, I'm afraid he would have died of that illness a long time ago.

After Feng Jieyu took in their sister and brother, she had to be ostracized by Concubine Xian from time to time. When she was a child, she was weak and couldn't help it, and she also brought a lot of distress to Feng Jieyu.

The unfavored Jieyu adopted two unfavored imperial heirs, and once became the laughing stock of the harem. It wasn't until Yu Yongyi tried to be coquettish with the emperor and got love from the emperor that the situation gradually improved.

If the story can stop here, it can be regarded as having a good ending.

Until Yu Yongyi learned that the so-called fatherly love of his father was just to balance the virtuous concubine and the queen. The third prince Chu Yongrui is too favored, which will bring bad wind to the other ministers of the former court, and reduce the status and prestige of the prince, so he turned to notice Yu Yongyi, a child who has not been looked at directly.

At this moment, Yu Yongyi understood that the royal favor was not pure. Their so-called "home" is just a microcosm of the former court government.

Fortunately, there are still sisters and Feng Jieyu......

Until the early death of the crown prince and the prince Yongqing became the prince's concubine, everything became different again.

He's still the same him, and his sister is still the same sister.

It's just that the "favored four princes" have affected the fame of the imperial concubine and become an obstacle to the imperial concubine.

Since that day, Yu Yongyi has mentioned in front of the emperor from time to time that he wants to leave the palace and want to see outside. When he reached the age where he could audit the government, he resolutely chose to go out of the palace to do business. I like to read the script, and I also look forward to the strange stories in the script.

The harem is not a home for Yu Yongyi, but a cage.

"What are you talking about?" Li Jiangwei scolded: "You really think I haven't seen the imperial concubine? General Feng's Mansion treats you closely, and already treats you as Feng Jieyu's own son. ”

The angry Li Jiangwei ignored the difference between dignity and inferiority, and directly rolled the paper on the table and knocked on the door of Zhen Yongyi's head.

"How good the princess is to you! Everything depends on you, you just complain about me like this, don't say it in front of them! ”

"You're bold."

Yu Yongyi grabbed the paper roll in Li Jiangwei's hand.

"I'm calling it a fight!"

"Are you still eating the glutinous rice cakes?"

Li Jiangwei reached out and picked up the glutinous cake and stuffed it into her mouth, and answered Yu Yongyi's question with action.

"How's it taste?"

Li Jiangwei nodded vigorously.

"Didn't coax me?"

"I'll leave you one too." After swallowing the glutinous rice in her mouth, Li Jiangwei said: "How can you say that you make it yourself, don't you taste it?" ”

"No, if I want to taste it, I need to get it from you?" Yu Yongyi got up and put away the chair, "Don't forget the manuscript, let's go first." ”

The prince turned around and waved his hands out of the room. The moment the door was closed, the smile on the corner of his mouth faded. He leaned his back against the door and sighed.

"Home...... ......"

The close family members do have, and they do love themselves, but Yu Yongyi always feels that something is missing.

In his cognition, there is a family, but there is no home.

After Situ Ran, who had a conversation with Lu Jiangfeng, was approved by Granny Qi, he stopped today's class and went to King Fuyang. After staying in the palace for many days, she didn't know the name of King Fuyang.

"Little nephew!"

Thinking about it, this is the only name left that is not so unfamiliar.

King Fuyang sat on the ground, staring directly at the spirit staff in his hand, extremely serious. was unaware of Situ Ran's call.

"Is this the spirit staff used for Spirit Dance?" Situ Ran slowly walked to King Fuyang and sat down, "When I heard Tian Zheng talk about it before, I thought it was made of bone, but I didn't expect it to be made of wood. ”

The dark brown wooden cane is smooth and shiny, and it looks very beautiful. The wand also chased the jewels, shining in the light.

"What are you thinking?"

"I miss A-Niang." King Fuyang's soft voice, which had not undergone a transformer, said, looking particularly pitiful, "I haven't seen her dance for a long time, and I don't remember what A-Niang looked like when she danced......"

"Then practice the Spirit Dance." Situ Ran put one hand on King Fuyang's shoulder, and the other hand pointed in the direction of the mirror in the room.

"When you come back from your studies and dance in front of the mirror, don't you know what she looks like when she dances? You are A-Niang's biological blood, isn't it you who is most like her in the world? ”

"It's not like that! I'm a man! ”

After saying this, King Fuyang grabbed the hem of Situ Ran's clothes.

"My little aunt is more like me than I am."

"Do you want to practice with me?" Situ Ran took out the bone flute, "Let's take a beat with you?" ”

"I ...... I can't...... I can't do anything well. I don't want to be as powerful as Daddy, nor can I dance the bone flute like Niang, and I can do all kinds of magic. King Fuyang shook his head vigorously and said, "I can't ......"

"Who said you can't? County Guard? Or your other subordinates? ”

King Fuyang bowed his head and remained silent.

The current King of Fuyang, the King of Fuyang who is not afraid of the sky and the earth in Hetian Zheng's mouth, is simply like two people. Perhaps, this is what he really looks like. On weekdays, he is just a disguise to protect himself.

"Since they say you can't do it, let's show them once! Don't let them underestimate the Bai family! ”

Situ Ran took out the bone flute and played it by himself. When King Fuyang heard the rhythm, he struggled to get up and dance to the melody of the music, and the spirit staff in his hand.

Lu Jiangfeng had been hiding outside the door and listening to the movement in the house, and the moment the music sounded, she was relieved and relieved.

The rest of the sacrificial vessels are the icing on the cake. Only the priest of this festival is the focus of everything.

The winter solstice is quietly approaching, and the stoves at the four corners are lit. Accompanied by the bone flute, the king of Fuyang danced in the center of the altar with a spirit rod in his hand. Around the altar are prayers recited in the ancient language.

Li Jiangwei and Lu Jiangxiung, who stayed on the second floor, looked down through the window, and next to them were the suspended "Seeing and Hearing".

It quickly filled in the blank pages with words: "In order to pray for good weather in the coming year, the ancient ancestors have perfected the spiritual dance from generation to generation, looking for the harmony between man and heaven and earth." Before the new gods came into the world, it was the only way to appease the spiritual veins. ”

"The New Gods are coming?"

The words on "Seeing and Hearing" made Li Jiangwei feel puzzled.

"Isn't the Bai clan the bloodline of the Wu Ancestor?"

"After the lord of the soldiers came into the world, he was implicated with the high priest of Fuya at that time. The current Bai clan is indeed the bloodline of the soldier master. ”

"Sister...... Where did you know all these ancient secrets? ”

"Library." Lu Jiangfeng replied indifferently: "The library of the Lan Xiang family. ”

Lu Jiangfeng smiled brightly and asked, "What?" Want to see it? ”