"Scarlet, accompany the palace to the wing room to rest." An Ping said casually.

Duanmu Fei nodded obediently, she was holding Anping's right arm, seeing the subtle changes on Anping's face, she quickly emptied her head, and said obediently: "Your Highness, I will help you apply the medicinal wine, I mixed it myself." ”

Duanmu Fei stepped out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall with An Ping in his arms, and went to the direction of the wing room without hurrying, Feng Yan obediently followed behind the two, just like their little followers.

The other people outside the hall also scattered one after another, just waiting for the afternoon ceremony, and the vicinity of the Daxiong Treasure Hall soon became empty.

Today's Huangjue Temple, although there are many people, but it is very quiet, whether it is a monk, or a person who comes to participate in the ceremony, they dare not make a noise.

The weather in September is much cooler, the autumn breeze blows slowly, the leaves rustle, and the incense-filled Huangjue Temple is even more quiet and peaceful.

Duanmufei didn't stay in the wing room for long, and after smearing Anping and her knees with medicinal wine, she was sent away by Anping.

"Ah Yan, today is Chongyang, you should climb high and look far, it's still half an hour before lunch, why don't you take Scarlet to the Crane Shadow Mountain in the Hou Temple......"

So Duanmufei obediently came out with Feng Yan.

Crane Shadow Mountain is a rockery in the back temple of Huangjue Temple, and there is also a Crane Shadow Pavilion on the top of the mountain, so you can have a glimpse of the scenery in the temple.

Duanmu Fei knew that Feng Yan's mood would definitely not be too good today, so she was very well-behaved, when they passed by the gold-inlaid jade bamboo forest in the northeast of the temple, when a bamboo leaf was blown by the wind on Feng Yan's shoulder, she raised her hand very diligently to take off this bamboo leaf for him......

Feng Yan suddenly stopped, half-lowered his eyes, and his gaze fell on the bamboo leaf that was scarlet by Duanmu on his fingertips.

Duanmu Fei suddenly felt that his fingertips were a little hot, his mind was blank, and he said inexplicably: "Bamboo leaves are the most suitable for playing the leaf flute." ”

Feng Yan moved his eyebrows, as if he was aroused.

Duanmu scarlet brushed the bamboo leaf with his fingertips, avoiding Feng Yan's overly bright gaze. She put the bamboo leaf between her lips, and Sakura pursed the bamboo leaf lightly.

A melodious and crisp sound of the leaf flute floated out from her lips, and the sound of the leaf flute was tactful and smart, with a hint of sadness...... with gentleness.

Feng Yan squinted at her, his eyes softer.

This is the third time he has heard this leaf flute.

The first time, when Ah Ci was eight years old, after the death of her parents, she lingered on the sickbed for several months and did not go out, when he learned that she entered the palace to see Wuyang, he also hurried away, and heard her playing this song in the imperial garden from afar, sad and mournful, but gentle and open-minded; the second time, it was when the Chung Yeung Festival was in Qianfeng Mountain the year before last; The third time is now.

This time, she was blowing to him, and he was alone!

Thinking about it, Feng Yan's eyes brightened.

The sound of the leaf flute stopped leisurely in the rustle of the bamboo leaves swaying on both sides, and the surroundings were quiet, and there was no other sound for a long time.

Duanmu Fei saw that Feng Yan didn't speak, his heartbeat pounded faster, looked up at him, and saw that he was staring straight at the bamboo leaf in her hand, and also looked at the ordinary bamboo leaf, thinking: Could it be that he also wants to blow?

Thinking so, Duanmu Fei handed the bamboo leaf in his hand to Feng Yan.

This time, it was Feng Yan's turn to be stupid. Is this for him to blow it, or let him keep it for her, or ......

"......

Suddenly, a small blackbird spread its wings and flew out of the bamboo forest on the left, and rushed into the bamboo forest on the right with a "whoosh".

Duanmu Fei blinked her eyes slowly, and after a while, she reacted, she patted her chest and said, "I thought it was my little eight." ”

Feng Yan raised his finger and pointed to the rockery behind the bamboo forest on the right and said, "That's Crane Shadow Mountain, right?" ”

From above the dense bamboo leaves, you can faintly see a pavilion protruding from the craggy rockery, with a pointed pavilion top.

"That's over there." Duanmu Fei was full of interest, and hurriedly nodded and said, "There are ten cranes hidden in Crane Shadow Mountain, I once searched around the rockery for a long time, and only found nine cranes, and the tenth crane is still the ...... my grandfather told me" As he spoke, Duanmu Fei's eyes flashed with a touch of nostalgia.

Feng Yan occasionally replied softly, only he knew that the grandfather in Duanmu Fei's mouth was Old Lady Chu, and only he knew it......

He raised his hand and touched the purse on his waist, convinced that the bamboo leaf had been put away by him.

As the two spoke, they walked forward, and before they knew it, they had passed through the bamboo forest and arrived at the foot of Mt. Tsurukage.

There was silence and silence around it, and there was no one, as if suddenly from the hustle and bustle of the world into a paradise, quiet and far away.

Duanmu Fei chuckled in his heart, and always felt that there was a bad premonition.

Feng Yan was the first to step on the stone steps of the rockery, and when he saw Duanmu Fei stop, he turned to look at her suspiciously, "Zhen Zhen?" ”

Feng Yan thought that the first stone step was too high, and secretly blamed himself for not being intimate enough, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand, intending to pull her.

Duanmufei could only obediently stretch out his hand and carry the skirt up.

The two walked up the winding stone steps, and Duanmu Fei slowly followed behind Feng Yan, four or five steps behind, but this rockery was not high, even if she deliberately slowed down, she still walked to the top of the mountain without half a cup of tea.

The pavilion on the top of the hill has been around for a few years, and the once bright red paint is slightly dim, only the high eaves are still smooth, like a swallow perched on it.

In the gazebo, there was already a person waiting there.

As Duanmu Fei expected.

The other party first saw Feng Yan walking in front, strode out of the pavilion, and saluted Feng Yan: "Childe." The voice of the visitor was loud and powerful.

"Commander Yuan." Feng Yan bowed slightly at the visitor.

Duanmufei didn't know Yuan Weigang, but there were only a handful of people who could be called "commanders" in this capital, and the other party's surname was Yuan, so he thought it was Yuan Weigang, the commander of the Shenshu camp.

It is said that Yuan Weigang was a close confidant of Geng Hai, the first prince of the country; It is said that after Geng Hai passed away, Yuan Weigang was still loyal to the new Duke of Weiguo, Geng Anhao, and did his best......

Everybody knows these things, no one knows.

And now Duanmu Fei just wants to smile.

Yuan Weigang also saw the petite figure that was almost blocked by Feng Yan, and raised his eyebrows.

"Zhenzhen, let's go to the pavilion and rest for a while."

Feng Yan did not shy away from Yuan Weigang, and greeted him diligently.

In addition to laughing, Duanmu Fei can only laugh.

The three of them entered the gazebo and sat down separately, and the atmosphere was a little weird.

Of course Yuan Weigang knew Duanmu Fei, after all, this one was the object of the emperor's marriage to his son, the fourth girl of the Duanmu family.

Yuan Weigang stared at Duanmu Fei in a daze, his expression was a little complicated, both unexpected and a little clear.

Then, he looked at Duanmu Fei's gaze with a touch of solemnity, even respect.

I don't know anything. Duanmu Fei emptied his head, only thinking that he didn't know Yuan Weigang, let alone why he appeared here.

She looked up at the colorful mural on the roof of the pavilion, this is the temple, the mural is of course related to the Buddha, the painting is the story of Shakyamuni Buddha cutting meat to feed the eagle in order to save a pigeon, only four paintings tell this story vividly.

Duanmu Fei couldn't help but touch his arm, feeling pain for the Buddha.

"How's going on over there?" Feng Yan asked bluntly.

Yuan Weigang glanced at Duanmu Fei again, and replied in a deep voice: "Childe, Geng Anhao is almost unable to hold on......"

After Geng Hai's "death", Geng Anhao has always had doubts about his death, and always felt that Geng Hai's death was too bizarre and too coincidental, just at that "juncture".

Geng Anhao also knew that Yuan Weigang, who was the commander of the Shenshu Battalion, was a very important part of it, and Yuan Weigang should have gone to Anding County to meet with the people sent by Geng Hai on that day......

But Geng Hai died, but Yuan Weigang came back with all his beards and tails.

After Geng Hai's first seven years, Geng Anhao privately approached Yuan Weigang and asked him what happened that day, but Yuan Weigang was confused by Yuan Weigang because he went to Anding County but didn't see Geng Hai, and said that he had already left the camp that day, and he also alarmed the people in the Shenji Battalion, but fortunately he was confused by him on the grounds of the exercise.

Geng Anhui was also suspicious, went to the Shenshu camp to investigate, and after finding that what Yuan Weigang said was true, he relieved his doubts and still regarded him as a confidant.

With this identity, Yuan Weigang and those generals of the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies are naturally "as close as brothers".

After these generals who went to Beijing to report on their work arrived in Beijing, Yuan Weigang drank and listened to music with them, reminiscing about the glory of the past by the way, and provoking their dissatisfaction with Geng Anhao.

Yuan Weigang continued: "Since Ding Zhongqing and Mao Renhong were sentenced by Jing Zhaoyin to be executed in the autumn, these generals have become more and more dissatisfied with Geng Anhao, and have gone to the Governor's Mansion of the Fifth Army and the Weiguo Mansion several times to find him, and they have also said in private that Geng Anhui is incompetent, and even the people below can't be saved, and they have been waiting in Beijing for several months, and they have not even mentioned their posts until now. Geng Anhui promised to give them an 'explanation', but the deadline was over......"

Feng Yan stroked his sleeve and looked towards the northwest of the temple, where there was a large red maple forest in full swing.

Feng Yan narrowed his long, narrow and deep phoenix eyes, and said with a smile: "It's past the autumn equinox, it's time to be executed." ”

Once Ding Zhongqing and Mao Renhong were executed at noon, the dust would settle down, and those generals should be completely "dead" to Geng Anhao.

"Childe is right." Yuan Weigang smiled heartily, hugged his fist at Feng Yan, his tone was meaningful, and he was eager to try, "The 'time' has come." ”

They have waited for so many years, prepared in secret for so many years, endured step by step, and planned step by step, before they finally came to this point, just waiting for the complete separation and disintegration of the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies......

"Commander Yuan, it's time for us to take the next step......

Feng Yan stood up as he spoke, holding his hands in his hands.

His gaze looked from the maple forest to the Daxiong Treasure Hall in the other direction, the bright yellow glazed roof looked particularly dazzling in the sunlight, just like the imperial city.

The wind on the rockery was stronger than below, and as soon as the wind blew, his voice dispersed with the wind, and the wind blew the dark brocade robe on his body to hunt and fly.

The young man just stood there like this, and he was high-spirited, uninhibited, and with an ambition to go to the blue sky and catch the bright moon.

Yuan Weigang looked at the young man's handsome side face in a daze, his eyes were slightly in a trance, and he couldn't help but think of "that person" in his mind, in fact, Feng Yan and "that person" are not very similar, in terms of appearance, he is more like the eldest princess of Anping, and even his unruly and frivolous temperament is very different from "that person".

It was because of this that the emperor never doubted it......

However, Yuan Weigang can often see the demeanor of "that person" in the past from Feng Yan, who is resolute, decisive, and wise......

Tiger fathers have no dog sons.

No, strictly speaking, Feng Yan's situation is much more difficult than "that person", he should have been born with honor, but he had to struggle in the quagmire, forbearance, and come to this day step by step......

It can be seen how resolute Feng Yan's heart is, if Xue Zhao is the moon, then Feng Yan is the sun, the sun and the moon shine.

Although Yuan Weigang also knew that their future would not be smooth sailing, if they wanted to achieve their long-cherished wish, they would definitely pay the price of their lives and blood!

They still have a long way to go! Yuan Weigang clenched his fists tightly and was about to open his lips......

"Ahh

Duanmu endured and endured, but she couldn't help but sneeze, which immediately caused Feng Yan and Yuan Weigang to look at her.

Duanmufei, who wanted to pretend that he didn't exist, could only smirk obediently, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and he was as cute as glutinous rice dumplings, and he felt that he was really miserable.

Hey, I have to hear this dangerous topic all the time!

She silently sympathized with herself in her heart, and felt that when she returned home, she would ask her sister to make her wine-stuffed balls to eat.

"Commander Yuan, let's go first." Feng Yan was very distressed, and regretted why he didn't put on a cloak for Zhen Zhen.

He pulled Duanmu Fei and hurriedly descended the rockery along the stone steps.

The two of them returned the same way and walked towards the wing where Anping was.

After passing through the gold-inlaid jade bamboo forest, Duanmu Fei thought of something, stayed in place for two breaths, and looked back at the swaying bamboo forest not far behind.

Well, she always felt as if she had forgotten something......

Feng Yan looked at her thoughtful expression, subconsciously touched the bamboo leaves in her purse, and hurriedly diverted her attention, "Zhen Zhen, look ......"

Feng Yanshun pointed in a direction, originally just planning to point to something, and then make a mess of it, who would think, his finger was really "pointing" something.

Seven or eight feet away, in a bright red maple forest, there was a pavilion with flying eaves and corners, and in the pavilion sat a young couple, sitting next to each other, as if whispering affectionately.

Duanmu Fei was called by Feng Yan, so he subconsciously looked over, and just as the young woman in the pavilion also raised her head, and the two looked at each other.

Duanmu smiled politely.

But Chu Qingyu's face changed instantly, and his eyes were gloomy.

It's really a narrow road.

Chu Qingyu's hand on his knee subconsciously clenched the silk handkerchief in his hand, after the Keju competition on the shore of Cuiwei Lake on the first day of June, she went to Duanmu's house to give gifts, but Duanmu Fei confiscated it, and later Chu Qingyu even asked someone to hand over a post to Duanmu's house, wanting to visit, but what she got was another refusal.

In the past, she was the daughter of the Chu family, and now she is the princess, whether it was in the past or now, no one has ever ignored her posts, but the Duanmu family has done it!

Even, because she failed to "reconcile" with Duanmufei, she was angered by the second prince.

"Smack!"

Chu Qingyu's ears couldn't help but echo the slap that was thrown in her face that day, her ears boomed, and her cheeks were even hotter and hurt.

That was the first time Mu Youchang beat her after getting married.

Chu Qingyu almost used all his strength to not raise his hand to touch the left side of his face.

She still vividly remembers the scenes that took place that day......

After beating her, Mu Youchang seemed to be even more unbelievable than her, apologized to her affectionately, personally used a brocade to give her a cold compress, and gave her a lot of jewelry, softly spoke, and then for a few days, he rested with her.

The slaves and maids in the house all said that they were in love with the plaice, and that they were like fairy couples, but Chu Qingyu only felt scared, she always felt that Mu Youchang was very terrible in her heart, and felt that the real him was completely different from his appearance.

Chu Qingyu looked at the maple forest next to the pavilion, his eyes were slightly dazed, only the red in front of him was left, and he thought of the red coral beads scattered all over the place, rolling like blood......

Mu Youchang didn't have Chu Qingyu's "complicated" psychology, and he didn't notice Chu Qingyu's trance, and smiled at Duanmu Fei not far away.

He originally wanted to go over, but because Feng Yan was also there, he hesitated again.

He is a dignified son with a noble status, so naturally he can't show weakness in front of Feng Yan, according to the number of etiquette, Feng Yan should have come to meet him.

Mu Youchang hesitated for a moment, but still sat in the pavilion and didn't move, waiting for Feng Yan and Duanmu Fei to come over.

Seeing Feng Yan and Duanmu Fei gradually approaching this side, Mu Youchang's expression softened, and he was about to get up to greet him, but he saw Feng Yan pulling Duanmu Fei to turn around on another path on the left, as if he didn't see the two of them at all.

"......" Mu Youchang left the buttocks of the stone bench and sat back, at first glance, he didn't seem to move at all, and even the curvature of the corners of his mouth hadn't changed.

But Chu Qingyu, the person next to his pillow, could clearly perceive his insecurity, he was obviously laughing, he was obviously still that person, but Chu Qingyu felt scared, and couldn't help but think of the scene on the shore of Cuiwei Lake on the first day of June, and remembered the night he slapped her......

Chu Qingyu gritted his teeth, and almost used all his strength to keep himself from trembling, to keep himself from escaping, and to let himself sit there seemingly "calmly".

As for Duanmu Fei and Feng Yan, who were walking on another path, they had already left these two people behind, and soon returned to the wing where Anping was.

"Ah Yan, Scarlet, you came back just in time." An Ping beckoned to the two, "Lunch has just been delivered, and this palace is planning to ask someone to find you." An Ping deliberately shook the new indigo handkerchief in his hand.

The handkerchief in Anping's hand is so ostentatious, at first glance, it is showing off, knowing his mother Mo Ruozi, how could Feng Yan not see it, his eyes lingered on the square handkerchief for a moment.

For Anping, that's what she wants, she smiled and unfolded the veil, put it in the sun and shook it, and showed off to her son: "Ah Yan, this is a handkerchief made of Scarlet, the color she dyed with her own hands, and the way she embroidered it with her own hands." ”

The indigo blue veil reflected the colorful streamer in the sun, and the colors were colorful, and with Anping's movements, the color of the veil flowed like a dream.

In the corner of the handkerchief is embroidered a delicate and interesting dragonfly, which spreads its wings and flies, and the dragonfly's wings as thin as cicada wings present an almost transparent effect, shining with brilliant luster, vivid.

Feng Yan stared at the square handkerchief without blinking, his eyes were almost straight, and his eyes shone like jewels, obviously extremely envious.

Facing Feng Yan's scorching gaze, Duanmu Fei avoided her gaze with some weakness, and hurriedly went to the hot tea that Duangong maid had just sent, and the wisps of white gas rising from the hot tea filled her eyes.

She's not lazy, it's just that the color of this cloth is more suitable for women, imagine what a man looks like with a colorful handkerchief in the sun?!

She's definitely not lazy!

Duanmu Fei said to himself affirmatively.

An Ping looked at Duanmu Fei for a while, looked at Feng Yan for a while, and deliberately asked, "Ah Yan, is this handkerchief good-looking?" "An Ping is very happy in his heart, if the royal brother and sister-in-law are here, he will definitely be very happy that Ah Yan can meet Scarlet.

Feng Yan nodded frequently, a pair of phoenix eyes glared at the boss, and looked at An Ping without blinking.

Anping hooked his lips and smiled even more happily, and was about to put away the handkerchief in front of Feng Yan, when Ziyue came out of the east room next door and said, "Your Highness, son, lunch is ready." ”

Duanmufei hurriedly pretended that nothing had happened, got up and went to Fu Anping, and under Feng Yan's envious gaze, the three of them moved to the east for a while.

After lunch, the afternoon service began on time.

In the Huangjue Temple, the monks resounded in unison chanting the Buddha's voice, solemn and solemn, and everyone knelt on the ground inside and outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall, one by one with their hands folded, and their expressions were solemn and pious.

The scorching sun in the afternoon was very hot, it was obviously the golden autumn of September, but it was not cooler than the midsummer of July and August, and for those kneeling outside the temple, the bluestone brick floor seemed to be a scorched stone slab, and almost all of them could fry eggs directly on it.

By the end of the Shen Shi ceremony, some of the delicate ladies were so shaky that they almost fainted.

The emperor and empress took the lead in coming out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall with a few princes and princesses, and Duanmu Fei had been accompanying An Ping's side, a few steps behind.

Duanmuxian also wanted to enter the palace with the holy car, so he asked someone to come and talk to Duanmu Fei and let her go back to the house first.

"Scarlet, I'll send you back later with Bengong and Ah Yan." Anping proposed with a smile.

Feng Yan felt that his mother was really inconsiderate, and hurriedly said, "Mother, I'll just send Zhen Zhen." ”

Duanmu Fei didn't want to bother Anping, thinking that she must be very tired after kneeling for a day, she subconsciously said: "Yes, Your Highness, you have worked hard all day, go back and rest early, Ah Yan will send me a good ......"

An Ping was stunned, feeling that she was really too sloppy, and she should let her son and daughter-in-law have more opportunities to get along, and she couldn't help but show a meaningful and loving smile on her face.

Duanmu Fei looked at the somewhat strange smile on An Ping's face, and always felt that she seemed to have misunderstood something......

Rumble!

Duanmu Fei suddenly figured it out, her delicate little face turned red, and she wanted to say that she didn't mean that, but she couldn't explain it.

Hey, she doesn't know anything.

Duanmu broke the jar and emptied his head, and carried An Ping down the stone steps.

The officials and family members who were kneeling on the ground outside the hall had not yet gotten up, and they sent the emperor and queen in front of them away one by one.

Duanmu raised her eyes and looked ahead, but the person she was looking at was not the emperor and queen, but a slender figure wearing a moon-white skirt next to the queen - Ji Lanzhou.

Ji Lanzhou is still so delicate, like a weak willow supporting the wind when he walks slowly, as if he will fly as soon as the wind blows, soft and weak.

Although Duanmu Fei already knew that Ji Lanzhou had been summoned by the queen to live in the palace recently, he didn't expect her to come. Today is for Emperor Chongming, and the status of those who can come to Huangjue Temple is not low.

It seems that the queen should be reciting Ji Lanzhou's great work and specially brought her to give her face, so that she can also get a glimpse of the dragon's heart.

Also, after all, that's millions of taels of silver.

Ji Lanzhou seemed to feel something, turned his head and looked at Duanmu, the two looked at each other from a distance, Ji Lanzhou smiled slightly, as shallow as the moon, and then turned his head back.

An Ping also saw it, and seemed to mention it casually: "This Miss Ji is really a wonderful person." The silver she donated solved the urgent need of the south. ”

An Ping's eyes flashed slightly, and the corners of his lips outlined a meaningful arc, "Since the Xuanwu Marquis Mansion dares to do it, you have to bear the consequences." After the account books are counted, the Wang family is really bad! ”

Duanmu Fei just pursed her lips and smirked, smiling so cutely, she didn't know anything, she didn't understand anything.