A Sichuan tobacco, the city is full of wind and flocculents, and the plum is yellow when it rains.

The climate on both sides of the Honghe River is still exactly the same as the memory of Hua Zhuyue when she was young, and the continuous rain has shrouded the entire southeast in a hazy rain, although it has added a lot of beauty to the heaven and earth, but also brought a lot of additional troubles to the people living here.

From time to time, the smell of old musty can be heard between the wooden door panels, and the change of clothes is always wet, making people uncomfortable, even the freshly picked fruit will change color after a while.

At this moment, the flower in front of the table was drinking the new tea that Luo Wenzhao sent him a few days ago, and his mood was as dull as the humid air in the room.

In the blink of an eye, it has been several months since she followed Luo Wenzhao to Hongnan in the east, these days, Luo Wenzhao always comes to her every three or five days, as for whether his behavior is an ordinary condolence among ordinary friends or a courteous gesture beyond the necessary scope, it can be seen at a glance from month by month.

But she didn't like this honest middle-aged man.

She admitted that she liked Mu Zhixun's kind of man who didn't seem to be at ease, yes, she used to like Mu Zhixun, that was when he spent a lot of money for her in Yunujiao and let her get out of her nationality and start a good life, but when he said those hurtful words to her personally, her heart no longer belonged to him.

However, the country is easy to change, and her nature is difficult to change, she can dislike Mu Zhixun, but she can't let herself dislike people like Mu Zhixun.

Obviously, in terms of personality and age, Luo Wenzhao and Mu Zhixun are not the same kind of people at all.

From time to time, the sound of rapid rain mixed with a few muffled thunders from the edge of the sky came to Hua Zhuyue's ears, and she lifted the teacup and poured another cup, she remembered that when she left the eastern realm, it was also in such a rainy season.

Eleven years ago, she had lost all her relatives in the East, her father, her mother, all the relatives in her childhood memories, the East at that time...... It was no longer his home, and she had to leave the place that was causing her pain.

However, the house leak happened to rain overnight, the war was chaotic, and the money given to her by the housekeeper was robbed by a gang of bandits on the mid-mountain road.

In the pouring rain, she looked like a fool and lost and helpless, and she couldn't cry, because her tears had dried up on the day when Huafu was bleeding. But no matter what hardships and hardships, she would never forget what Hua Chengji gave her before she died, thinking of this, she hurried to a tree, wiped her wet hands on the hem of her clothes, and she carefully took out the letters wrapped in layers of linen from her bosom, but fortunately, those letters were not damaged. She once again carried those letters and ran in the northwest direction, Hua Chengji told her that following the officers and soldiers in red cloaks all the way to the northwest, she would be able to reach Yunjing, the emperor...... Just live there.

Along the way, she slept in a broken temple and grabbed food with wild dogs, was chased and beaten all over the street for stealing one or two meat buns, and also received hot buns handed over by her kind mother-in-law, everyone said that it often takes a lifetime to taste the warmth and coldness of this world, but at a young age, she already knew what it was like on the way from the east to Yunjing.

The day I arrived in Yunjing was a sunny evening after the rain, and the wide and bright royal streets and gorgeously dressed pedestrians formed a stark contrast with this muddy beggar-like little girl.

She looked at this strange city with wide eyes, but her face did not leak the joy that a stranger should have when he first entered the capital.

But even this gray color quickly dissipated, and she was so tired from the wind and frost all the way that after stumbling slightly two steps, she fainted to the ground. Although there are many pedestrians, they are all in a hurry, who cares if a little beggar lives or dies.

After a long time, a gentle voice woke her up, and she opened her eyes to see a woman wearing heavy makeup.

"Little girl, where are you from? What about your family? ”

She stared at the woman with a blank face, shook her head slightly, and a slight gurgling sound came from her stomach.

"You must be hungry, go, I've got something to eat there."

The woman's words made her heart a little moved, and after a little hesitation, she still took the hand handed over by the woman.

It was the only meal she had eaten that could be described as a meal, and after some gobbling it up, the woman asked her to take her to the shower and change her clothes, and the moment the petals were poured into the bath tub, the sourness in her heart flooded the tip of her nose, really, she hadn't experienced this kind of homely feeling for a long time.

But beauty is often just the appearance, people who don't know each other have no reason or obligation to provide you with food and shelter in vain, finally, she knows that this is "Yu Nujiao", which is what people call the green building, a gorgeously decorated kiln.

Here she was forced to learn all sorts of tricks to please her guests, and to this day she still remembers the words of the woman who brought her here when she saw her dancing in fine silk, "The old lady is not mistaken, this is ...... What a natural fox. ”

At the age of sixteen, she welcomed her first guest, and she insisted on not complying, and she bit the man's arm with blood, but she also paid a terrible price for it.

The revenge was not avenged, but she was ruined first, she couldn't accept such a cruel reality, until she overheard a conversation with another girl, which shook her inner firmness.

"Sister, have you heard? Peach blossoms were bought yesterday. ”

"Why haven't I heard that it's people's peach blossom luck, and was married home by an official to be a concubine, I heard that the official also took her father out of prison, tsk, this woman, once she climbs into a good husband's family, she will wait to enjoy happiness in this life."

"Hey, why are we so miserable."

"Haha, it's not that you're ugly, and you're not smart in other people's peach blossoms, hahaha."

"Cut, you're no better."

Since then, in the eyes of the old bustard, Hua Zhuyue seems to have changed as a person, she has become smart and clever, and there is no longer as resistant and rebellious as in words and deeds.

Soon, one after another guests walked into her room, and walked out satisfied, until one day, she was born beautiful, with her own efforts and dedication, she became the top brand of Yu Nujiao.

But only she knows best in her heart that in order to one day avenge the hatred of exterminating the clan to Zheng Guan, she endured the most filthy suffering in the world, and under the interweaving of hatred and pathos, how could her heart ...... No change.

Slowly, she became a scheming, vulgar, and ruthless woman, and she tried her best to seduce one official after another who came to Yu Nujiao, but often after some contact, she coldly kicked away these bold goods.

Knowing that she met Mu Zhixun, that temperament and identity all deeply attracted her man.

It's just that she didn't expect that as a veteran of the love field, she was still planted in the hands of this man who really moved her heart, in this scheming relationship, she not only lost the true love, but also lost the only evidence that she could bring down Zheng Guan.

Mu Zhixun used those evidence to hold Zheng Guan's handle to the death, and the two forced the palace together to seize the country of Daning, Mu Zhixun took the pain of her whole clan as a tool for her to seize power, for her, this kind of villain is more hateful than Zheng Guan.

But now, who can she rely on? Does it depend on Luo Wenzhao? Hmph, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Hua Zhuyue's mouth, she knew that she was no longer the same kind of person as this kind of honest and loyal man.

Thinking about it, her eyelashes drooped slightly, and she drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, and her heart seemed to ...... There are already suitable candidates.

An inopportune knock on the door interrupted Hua Zhuyue's thoughts, he slowly got up and opened the door, the cool breeze mixed with smoke and rain came to his face, Luo Wenzhao took off the wet hat on his body, and smiled at Hua Zhuyue, "I just finished training in Honghe, my body is a little cold, I want to come to you to ask for a cup of hot tea, don't mind." ”

"How can it be, Master Hou come in." Hua Zhuyue smiled lightly.

The fire in the small red clay furnace was lit by the flowers month by month, and the high-quality clay pot was gurgling and steaming on it, and the flowers moved a small stool by themselves, sat by the stove, lifted the lid from time to time, or poured a few charcoal fires, and did not take the initiative to communicate with Luo Wenzhao.

Luo Wenzhao on the side could only sit quietly on the chair, looking at the back of Hua Zhuyue, looking cramped and embarrassed.

"There has been a lot of rain these days, and the girl has caught a cold every month." Luo Wenzhao hesitated for a while, he always wanted to find some words to break this embarrassing situation.

"Thanks to Hou Ye's thoughts, Hou Ye sent more bedding and clothes, and he couldn't freeze." The flowers continue to fan the charcoal fire lightly with a fan month by month.

"That's good...... That's good. Luo Wenzhao hurriedly responded, his eyes swept to the fruit bowl on the table, and he quickly stood up and looked at the fruits, frowned, and said, "These fruits are not fresh anymore, I will ask someone to bring you some later." ”

"No need...... I don't like to eat it anyway. ”

"Then whatever kind of fruit you like to eat, I can have someone bring it to you."

“…… I don't like to eat fruits. ”

“…… It's okay, it's okay, it's cool anyway, if you need anything, just feel free to let me know. ”

"The water is boiling." Hua Zhuyue said to herself, she carefully held the clay pot to make tea, Luo Wenzhao wanted to help when she saw this, but she just said coldly: "Master Hou should sit there, I'll do this kind of thing." ”

"......" Luo Wenzhao's hand froze in mid-air, and helplessness was written on his thoughtful face, "Okay...... Good. ”

Soon, Hua Zhuyue handed the brewed hot tea to Luo Wenzhao, he carefully took the teacup, held it with both hands, and took a sip slightly, his cautious appearance in front of her was like that majestic and resolute Yipin Jiejun.

"Has the girl ever written to her family?" Luo Wenzhao said tentatively.

"Since my parents sold me to the Qinglou when I was a child, I haven't been in touch since." Hua Zhuyue didn't want him to know about his relationship with Hua Chengji and the Eastern Yuan Army at this time.

"Hey, there are such ruthless parents in the world." Luo Wenzhao sighed distressedly, "Mu Zhixun has bullied you since he ransomed you back to the mansion." Luo Wenzhao always wanted to ask some words of concern for her, but his questions really made people have no desire to answer.

Hua Zhuyue shook her head slightly, but did not make a sound.

The rain outside the window gradually became lighter, and the words between the two gradually became less, and he came to her several times, but almost all of them got along like this.

Soon, Luo Wenzhao drank the tea in his hand, a trace of imperceptible loneliness crossed his eyes, he gently put the tea cup on the table, then stood up and picked up the hat from the corner of the house with some loss, it seemed that he was leaving.

"Master Hou is leaving?" Hana stood up from her seat.

"Heh, it's not early, I'm going to go to the north bank of the Honghe River to inspect again, so I won't delay the rest of the girl here, if you think this year's new tea is okay, I'll ask someone to bring you some." Luo Wenzhao said with a smile.

"Master Hou......" Hua Zhuyue called out to him.

"Is there anything else going on with the girl?" Luo Wenzhao turned around and said.

“…… I want to see Your Majesty. Hua took a step forward month by month, and her pitiful, helpless and hesitant eyes were full of pleading.

"Your Majesty?" Luo Wenzhao couldn't figure out why she wanted to see His Majesty for a while, and then wondered: "You...... What do you see Your Majesty doing? ”

"When I was in Mu Zhixun's mansion, I heard some plans from him and Zheng Guan Mouguo, so ...... I would like to present these faces to Your Majesty. ”

“…… Good. Luo Wenzhao smiled bitterly, "It's just that Your Majesty's trip is located on the north bank of the Honghe River in Zezhou, and it's getting late today, and it's the flood season these days, and the river is unstable, so I'll send someone to send you there when the weather is better one day." ”

“…… Xie Houye agreed. Hua Zhuyue's eyes flashed with joy, and she knew that Luo Wenzhao liked to see herself smile like this the most.

"Then I'll take my leave, and the girl should rest early." Luo Wenzhao put on the hat again, and his figure quickly disappeared into the dusk rain.

Although Luo Wenzhao was honest, he was not a fool, he could still see that Hua Zhuyue was not interested in him, and the reason why she met His Majesty today made him understand something with some vagueness.

Mu Zhi's plans to seek the country, why didn't she tell herself and let herself tell His Majesty, but chose to meet His Majesty in person, did she not believe herself? I'm afraid not.

He shook his head slightly and smiled bitterly, but the relief in his eyes was vaguely a little helpless, and he silently asked in his heart, could it be that people in this world ...... Do you like to climb dragons and phoenixes?

But he knew that he was not qualified to say this about others, because their Luo family could have today, and it was brought about by climbing the dragon and attaching the phoenix.

But did their Luo family really climb the dragon and attach the phoenix? He couldn't tell.

To this day, he still remembers his sister's crying and disobedience when she was forced to draft into the palace when she was young, and he also remembers the coldness in front of her door when his sister entered the palace a few years before he entered the palace to visit his sister.

As for himself, he has been quietly watching the gate of Chongyangmen for nearly ten years before he has a chance to be promoted, but how he has come over in the past ten years after being promoted to the festival marshal, the hard work and the guidance behind others are afraid that only his own heart knows best.

The past came to his mind, but Luo Wenzhao, who had his hands behind his back, only sighed, "Hey...... Heavenly home. ”