As early as when Feng Qingwan fell out of favor and was demoted from Concubine Guan to Zhaoyi, Feng Wanquan had already given up this daughter with his understanding of Emperor Xuan's temperament, and Mo Yaqin died violently not long ago, and she even lost her last support. If she hadn't really come to a desperate situation, she would not have taken the risk of designing and murdering Su Moxuan, who was in the limelight, to frame Feng Huanling, such a desperate thing would never have been done by her in the past.

Feng Huanling also calculated this, or it was she who forced Feng Qingwan into a desperate situation step by step, and had to "jump over the wall" to dig her own grave.

"Eldest sister, why do you bother? Do you think that if you kill Rui Guifei, you will be able to sit back on the throne of the concubine? Feng Huanling nestled in Long Yucang's arms, looking at Feng Qingwan helplessly with compassion on his face, "If you are not so smart and strong, the queen will be buried first, and the queen's position will be just around the corner, why did you fall into this field?" ”

Feng Qingwan, who was holding the murder weapon but was in tears, turned her hateful gaze from Long Jingming to Feng Huanling, and her crimson eyes almost erupted with fire.

"My good fourth sister, if it weren't for you, how would I have ended up in such a field today? You should have died a long time ago, but you have survived until now, and you are still married to the King of Cheyue! That's right, it's you, since you weren't drowned in the lake of the Prime Minister's Mansion, our entire Feng family has been plagued by disasters! It's all because of you, it's all because of you! ”

Feng Qingwan, who was on the verge of collapse, just needed to find someone to bear the cause of all the suffering, but when this accusation fell into Feng Huanling's ears, she was inevitably a little frightened.

Indeed, the real Feng Huanling has already drowned in the lake of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and now the one who occupies this body and identity is actually Yan Wushuang, who was killed by Feng Qingwan earlier!

Xu is because he saw that Feng Huanling's face changed slightly, and Feng Qingwan's accusation became more and more angry, and even forgot for a moment that he was holding Su Moxuan hostage with a dagger, and actually straightened his arm and pointed the tip of the sharp blade at the opposite side, as if he was going to fly the dagger to her fourth sister's face in the next moment.

At this moment, Long Yucang instinctively protected Feng Huanling behind him, and a swift figure like a rabbit rushed out of the dark corner, rushing forward like a hungry tiger, snatching the dagger from Feng Qingwan's hand in the blink of an eye, and at the same time neatly restrained the person to the ground.

"Wechen's escort is late, and I hope that the saint will forgive my sins."

Lang Zhong, who was in charge of the security of the palace, ordered Nangong to be safe at night, and bowed to Emperor Xuan while holding Feng Zhaoyi in a dead manner.

"Aiqing came at the right time, and it is even more indispensable to save Concubine Rui safely, and I will definitely reward him afterwards."

Long Jingming had long known that Nangong Anye was hiding in the shadows and waiting for an opportunity, so the secret weapon in his hand was not sent out for a long time, if it was not for the last resort, he didn't want to show his skills in front of people, especially when King Cheyue was present.

"You kill me, kill me, Long Jingming, just like you killed Yan Wushuang with your own hands two years ago, give me a good time, kill me!"

Feng Qingwan's beautiful and delicate face, which had provoked countless literati and ink writers to write poems and paintings, was now clinging to the dirty ground full of dust; The gentle voice that used to sing poems to low hums and shallow singing is now roaring heartbreakingly; A pair of beautiful eyes that used to look forward to life, but now there is only anger and hatred.

Yan Wushuang's death was declared to the outside world to be a funeral due to a miscarriage, and now Feng Qingwan was bent on dying and told the truth regardless of it, Long Jingming's face immediately sank like water, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Zhaoyi Feng's clan is already crazy, and he will enter the cold palace immediately!" ”

Yes, a phrase "already mad" is enough to erase all the facts.

The corners of Feng Huanling's mouth secretly hooked up the arc of sneering, and he watched coldly as the embarrassed Feng Qingwan was gagged, like a cow, sheep and suckling pig about to be roasted on the fire.

When everyone present wanted to become deaf and dumb, Long Yucang suddenly said: "It seems that Feng Zhaoyi is really crazy, otherwise how can you say that the first queen was killed by the Holy Lord herself?" ”

So, Long Jingming's gloomy gaze drifted to him, "Naturally, Feng Zhaoyi is crazy, otherwise how could she be stupid enough to kidnap Concubine Rui?" Moreover, how good the relationship between me and the former queen is, presumably the imperial uncle should know best. Otherwise, with Uncle Huang's demeanor that makes women all over the world fall in love, where will it be my turn to get a beautiful woman back then? ”

Emperor Xuan's words were relatively vague, except for a very small number of people in the know, I am afraid that any outsider will feel that some preambles do not match the afterword.

When Feng Huanling heard this, his body stiffened obviously, and he moved slowly and mechanically to look up at the person around him who was quietly hugging him tighter, his eyes were extremely complex. A little shock, a little surprise, a little puzzlement, a little frightened, and more confused. She wanted to ask something, but she stammered in vain, but she didn't spit out a word.

After Long Jingming finished speaking, he walked towards Su Moxuan as if nothing happened, and said softly: "Concubine Ai is fine, right?" Shicai really made me worry about it, but the concubine could still be so calm, it seems that the people who have practiced in Yuanling Mountain are really extraordinary. ”

Even if there is no Nangong Anye, Su Moxuan has a way to save herself, Feng Qingwan's ability is not in her eyes, but Long Jingming stepped forward to express concern, she also knows how to pretend to be delicate and delicate at the right time, and snuggle into his arms and pretend to be coquettish.

After such a big fight, the palace banquet naturally dispersed, and the news that Feng Zhaoyi went crazy and was beaten into the cold palace also spread.

Many people are secretly discussing, the Feng family doesn't know what kind of mold they have touched recently, not to mention the successive deaths in the family, the two daughters who entered the palace as concubines have fallen out of favor and gone crazy one after another, isn't it that the Feng family's qi is about to decline, right?

And Feng Wanquan learned that the eldest daughter was beaten into the cold palace, which was said to be caused by the mad demon's intention to harm Rui Guifei, and he couldn't help but turn blue with anger. Even though he had decided to give up the chess piece of his eldest daughter, he didn't want her to cause such a big disaster, after all, she was still the daughter of the Feng family, and any disturbance could affect the Feng family.

But the fact has come true, Feng Wanquan can only leave the palace with his brother Feng Wanli with a frown, and then go back to the house to study how to deal with this change, at least not to let Feng Qingwan's affairs affect the rise and fall of the Feng family!

Cheyue Palace, no double residence.

From the time she came out of the palace until she returned to the house, Feng Huanling was always silent, and as soon as she left the forbidden palace, she pushed Long Yucang away and walked alone, but she was taken back into her arms by him unusually domineering and firm. At that time, there were many officials and their dependents by her side, and she didn't let her pull and pull with him in public, so she let him carry her all the way to the carriage.

After returning home, Feng Huanling completely cooled down and ignored him, and hurried back to Wushuangju alone, swept away all his subordinates, and locked himself in the bedroom alone.

In the eyes of Yushu and others who are in the know, they may think that she is just stirring up jealousy for Emperor Xuan's specious sentence, and even Long Yucang may think that she is unhappy because she learned that the legendary "man in the painting" is the first queen. But only she knows what a complicated mood it is, what a deep fear that makes people's scalp tingle.

King Cheyue once had a crush on the first queen? Why did even Emperor Xuan know that she, the queen of her previous life, didn't know anything?

Could it be that Long Yucang, whose eyes are too high, would look at Feng Huanling, and see that her soul belongs to Yan Wushuang? So why did he never say it? Or is it that with his cultivation, he just feels that the soul and breath are familiar, so he is particularly favored?

Feng Huanling's mind was already a mess, and his temples were suddenly swollen and jumping, but he didn't feel happy at all because the "person in the painting" he was once jealous of was himself in his previous life, or that pleasure couldn't withstand the huge inexplicable fear at all.

No wonder it was so coincidental at the beginning, he had just died in his previous life, and King Cheyue, who thought that he would stay in Yuanling Mountain to practice and not ask about the world, suddenly returned to Beijing, and it turned out that the person who died young in his heart was her!

How much does he know about her now? Do you know that Feng Huanling is Yan Wushuang who borrowed the corpse to resurrect his soul? If so, how should she face him in the future? If she didn't know, when Feng Huanling was sitting on the mandarin duck couch in despair, a shadow suddenly appeared in front of her, and she raised her eyes to see Long Yucang standing in front of her without knowing when.

"How did you get in?"

She obviously locked the doors and windows carefully, but Shicai didn't hear any sound of breaking windows and doors, how did he suddenly appear like a ghost quietly?

"I've always wanted to go in, but I've never been able to get in." Long Yucang's face warmed up, and he directly picked up a painting scroll in his hand, "Don't you want to see the picture scroll that Long Jingming once said, it's here." ”

Now, it seems that the painting is meaningless to look at it or not, but Feng Huanling still took over the exquisite splendid painting scroll by magic, and then slowly unfolded it in front of his eyes.

On the snow-white rice paper, a beautiful and heroic woman gradually appeared, and she was the former queen of today's saint - Yan Wushuang.

"At that time, I was still young, and once when I returned to Beijing, I unexpectedly saw the eldest daughter of the Yan family, who was also young, and I only felt that she was different from the women next to me, and I was inexplicably ignorant and good. After that, I couldn't help but be attracted to her, but I didn't dare to come forward or go to General Yan's mansion to meet her, so I secretly painted her portrait and treasured it and brought it back to Yuanling Mountain. ”

Xu is because he remembered those Shaohua times that would never return, and Long Yucang's eyes were like ink falling on rice paper, blurring layers of gentle warmth.

"At that time, I didn't understand what was wrong with me, why I was like a drum when I saw her, and why I didn't even have the courage to talk to her. By the time I finally understood, she was gone......"

Long Yucang sighed, his ethereal gaze focused on Feng Huanling's bloodless pale face, and then slowly raised his hand and carefully stroked her cheek.

"Huanling, I have already tasted the pain of loss once, so I will cherish it this time. There are some things I hide from you, but I don't want you to add to your troubles, and I don't want you to restrain yourself with cranky thoughts like you do now. No matter what happened in the past, you just need to remember that we are husband and wife now, and we are husband and wife who want to share weal and woe together until we grow old. ”