Yuanling, the second year of Jin Wen, winter, war.

The emperor, Taishi Fengyu, didn't want to cause trouble to Chiyu, and resigned with his wife and children and moved to Jincheng, but he didn't want to get lost with his son Fengyin.

Jincheng, Fengfu.

A beautiful woman with a pale face was lying on the couch, her red lips were slightly open and muttering something, her good-looking brows were furrowed, and a tear crossed the corner of her eye. And the handsome man sitting on the edge of the bed, in his early twenties, was Feng Yu, he held his wife's hand and comforted softly: "It's okay, it's going to be okay, Achuan will be fine." ”

"Yu... That's our river, woo... It's all my fault, I didn't hold him. "The woman woke up and lay down. Weeping in Fengyu's arms.

Feng Yu's warm palm patted the woman's back, and comforted softly: "Don't worry, don't worry, I will find Achuan, don't be too sad, don't wait until you find him, you will collapse first" Speaking of this, Rao is Fengyu, an iron-clad man, couldn't help but have slightly red eyes.

"Yes, yes, I will take good care of myself." As she spoke, Lin Xuanyun hurriedly wiped the tears on her face.

"Well, you can think like this, I will send someone to find Ah Chuan, you rest first, I will go and cook porridge for you, and drink some when you wake up." Feng Yu caressed his beloved wife's cheek lovingly. His eyes were full of affection, but when he thought that his child was still uncertain about his life, his eyes sank again.

"yes, okay." Lin Xuanyun answered obediently.

"You can rest first, I'll go." Seeing that she couldn't help but wanted to cry but forced a smile, Feng Yu was naturally distressed.

After Feng Yu left, Lin Xuanyun stroked her lower abdomen, which had never bulged, and sobbed again, "Baby, how can you say this, how can it be good, your brother will be separated from his mother." Finally tired, Lin Xuanyun fell asleep, and there were still undried tears in the corners of her eyes.

In the winter of the third year of Yuanling Jinwen, Feng Xi was born

"Wow, wow, wow." A loud cry came from the delivery room.

"Born, born, congratulations to this son, ah no, master, it's a girl." The midwife came to Feng Yu with the swaddling wind in her arms.

Feng Yu was stunned, small, wrinkled, the same as Ah Chuan back then. Then came the surprise "Good, good." "I took the wind from the midwife's hand, and my eyes were full of love.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, the nurse will be here in a while." Feng Yu gently coaxed Feng Xi.

Lin Xuanyun looked at Feng Yu's coaxing of Feng Xi, couldn't help but smile, her heart suddenly hurt, and then her eyes turned red, he was also coaxing them like this back then.

Knowing that she remembered the bad memories again, Feng Yu handed the babbling doll in her arms to the nurse who had just come over beside her.

"Yun'er, it's all over, I just hope that God has the virtue of a good life, and Chuan will live." Feng Yu gently hugged his beloved wife and comforted him.

The man's gentle voice seemed to have a soothing effect, like a lullaby, so that Lin Xuanyun, who was already exhausted, quickly fell asleep peacefully.

In the twelfth year of Yuanling Jinwen, Xia Fengyu and his wife both disappeared

"Xi'er, your parents are missing, and from now on, you will live with your aunt and uncle." The Huayun woman had a hint of calculation in her eyes, but Feng Xi, who was only nine years old, seemed to be loving.

"Great, auntie, really?" The wind cherishes the soft and glutinous road.

"Yes, yes, come on, your brother Su Wen has been thinking about you." The greed in the woman's eyes was fleeting.

The winter of the seventeenth year of Yuanling Jinwen

Outside the house, the snow was everywhere, and in the candle-lit hut, a white-clothed beauty knelt on the ground and begged the Huayun woman on the seat.

"Auntie, I beg you, don't sell Xi'er into Yuxian Building." The white-clothed beauty's small face was full of tears, pleading with the Huayun woman in front of her.

"Xi'er, your parents are both missing, for the sake of the past, your aunt has raised you for four or five years, and now your aunt is in trouble, why don't you help?" The woman smiled greedily on a well-maintained face.

"I don't want to go, don't go to that kind of place...."Feng Xi's face was full of resistance.

"Feng Xi, you listen to the old lady, today, you have to go even if you go, and you have to go if you don't go." Hearing this, the woman's face sank, and finally revealed the pungency that had been hidden for a long time.

"For, why, I... I'm only fourteen. Feng Xi still couldn't believe that her eldest aunt, the person who treated her very well in the past, the person she respected the most, would let her go to a dirty place like the Qinglou.

Wang Yanhua, that is, the eldest aunt, twisted the waist of the water snake and walked over, directly and rudely dragging Feng Xi's hair,

"Ahh The sudden stinging pain made Feng Xi shed tears in pain, "Big, auntie, let me go, I'll go..."

"Xi'er, isn't this good? Why bother, Lingxin, come here, pack up for Xi'er, and wait for the people from Yuxian Mansion to come. Wang Yanhua let go of her hand, smiled with satisfaction, and turned her head to the girl.

"Yes, ma'am." Lingxin said. "Miss Xi, come with the slave maid." Lingxin said, without waiting for Feng Xi to respond, he forcefully pulled Feng Xi's arm and pulled him to the bath pavilion.

"Miss Xi, the slave is not easy to serve, please bathe by yourself." Ling Xindao said, and handed Feng Xi a set of white embroidered skirts.

"Well, you go out." Feng Xi lowered his eyes and took it.

"Yes, Miss Xi, the slave and maid will always be outside the door, please call the slave and maid if you have something." Lingxin walked to the door, turned his head to look at Feng Xidao, and his eyes were as plain as water.

Feng Xi bowed slightly, which was considered a response, turned around, walked to the bath tub, faded, and lowered his clothes, and ......

Half an hour later,

"Lingxin, I'm fine, you can come in." Feng Xi wears a good embroidered skirt.

Lingxin pushed the door in, and there was no impatience on a delicate and childish face, but as flat as ever. "Miss Xi, the slave maid is here to dress up for you, the people from Yuxian Mansion are almost here."

Feng Xi suddenly felt like a dream, it turned out... Is it so fast, so soon, I want it, I'm going to be a female branch, and I said in a trembling voice: "Okay..."

"Let the slave go." Lingxin said lightly.

Feng Xi didn't say a word and followed behind Ling Xin.

"Sit." Lingxin pointed to the small stool in front of the dressing table, picked up the eyebrow pencil and said.

Lingxin carefully depicts the shape of Feng Xi's eyebrows, and the curved willow eyebrows are drawn by these hands, lightly dipped in a little rouge, lightly painted on the tail of Feng Xi's eyes, adding a touch of color, dyed red lips, and finally dotting cinnabar moles on the center of the eyebrows.

Lingxin, Lingxin, she has never lived up to this name, she is indeed ingenious.

"Miss Xi, make up, you see that those are inappropriate, and the slave will change them." Lingxin looked at Feng Xi, as if she was amazed by her face, and there was a wave in her eyes.

"It's already good." Feng Xi couldn't see emotion on his face.

"Lingxin, bring Xi'er over, the people from Yuxian Mansion have arrived." Wang Yanhua's angry voice came.

"Miss Xi, Madame is urging, let's go." Lingxin looked at Feng Xi, didn't give her a chance to answer, and turned around and left directly.

Feng Xi's face turned pale, his body staggered, and he followed behind Ling Xin.

Hall.

"Auntie...," came a voice like a yellow bird.

The man who originally lowered his head and played with the jade pendant in his hand looked up at the door, first saw a brocade shoe, his eyes slowly moved up, the white skirt fluttered, the black hair was tied up, the willow eyebrows were bent, the eyes were shiny, the nose was delicate, and the lips were lightly touched, but they were not fully opened, and it was foreseeable what kind of peerless beauty she would be in the future.

The man was slightly stunned, maybe he had seen too many beauties, and then reacted.

"Feng Xi is here, what do you think of this girl, how much can she sell?" Wang Yanhua looked at the man in black with a mask in front of him flatteringly, hoping that he could give more silver taels.

"It's okay, huh... Thirty taels of silver. "The man said against his will, this posture is not too much for a hundred taels.

"Okay, then, write the deed paper, shall we?" Wang Yanhua breathed a sigh of relief, it's okay, it's okay, thirty taels, if you save money, it's enough for her family to spend two years.

The man bowed slightly, took out the deed paper from his arms, and put it on the table.

"Is there red mud? I came out in a hurry this time and didn't bring it. The man asked.

"Yes, yes, I'll get it for you" Wang Yanhua hurriedly responded, turned around and walked into the inner room, and took out the red seal clay.

"Feng Xi, come here and press a handprint." Ben had been looking at his aunt in a daze, negotiating with others to sell her, and at this point, she was like a commodity. Feng Xi heard this hoarse voice, raised his head, his body trembled slightly, stepped forward, and stepped forward.

That's it, what about going to Qinglou, it's much better than this place, even if it's for sale, body.... There's also a chance...

When Feng Xi walked in, the man was stunned again, and wondered in his heart, this face is so familiar, it seems that he has seen it somewhere, no, it should be said that it is similar.... Who is it? Suddenly, a cyan figure crossed his mind, fleeting, and he couldn't think of it anymore.

And someone who was about to take a bath in Taiyuan City sneezed, rubbed his nose, and muttered, "Which beauty is talking about me?"

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