Wanyan Xuzong was obscure: "Okay, I remember, you haven't been home for a long time, let's go back today!" ”

Ruixiang suppressed the excitement in his heart, thanked him sincerely and respectfully, and went down!

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"Your Majesty, the queen has brought you soup!"

After Yan Xuzong put down the red pen and got up to greet him, Bai Feng'er followed Sui Xiang, who was carrying a food box, and saluted shyly: "The concubine has seen the emperor!" ”

Wanyan Xuzong helped people up: "Feng'er doesn't need to be polite, why is she free to come over today?" I was really flattered and happy! ”

Bai Feng'er's face turned crimson: "The emperor is talking nonsense again, the concubine picked some lotus seeds today and boiled some soup to dispel dampness and clear heat, if the emperor doesn't dislike it, he will taste it!" ”

Wanyan Xuzong: "Feng'er's soup is naturally very good, I happen to be tired, Feng'er accompanies me more!" ”

Bai Feng'er glanced at Yan Xuzong, slowly withdrew from his arms, took the food box in Suixiang's hand and came to the east room, followed by Yan Xuzong.

Seeing this, Xiao Linzi and Suixiang bowed and retreated. The queen can take the lead in taking a step, and the emperor is more worry-free.

General Bai was on the front line, fought the Mongols several times, won and lost in half, and the most recently, I heard that he was wounded.

If the queen is found because of General Bai, what will the emperor feel like? The emperor's infatuation has been lost, and none of them can think about it as slaves.

In the east second hall, Wanyan Xuzong was holding a white jade inlaid treasure bowl, the soup in his mouth was slightly salty, and the soup of Shiya's girl was tasteless.

Wanyan Xuzong's heart was sour, Shiya had been away from him for many days, and her side was empty, how was she doing?

Bai Feng'er was secretly annoyed in her heart, her father wrote last night, asking her to ask the emperor to transfer Xinming back from the battlefield. The emperor treats her very well, but in major national affairs, how can a woman be in charge, and the harem is not allowed to interfere in politics.

Her father's move disrupted her plans, and if Wanyan Xuzong took the opportunity to make other requests, everything he had done before would be in vain.

Wanyan Xuzong blamed himself in a heartache: "Feng'er, don't say it, it's all my fault." I went to 、、、 at the time, there was no need to say anything, I only cared about the rest of my life, the rest of my life with the queen. ”

Bai Feng'er's hand holding the handkerchief stiffened, and the words came to her mouth, why did the emperor swallow it back? Speaking of which, they are all worried about her and thinking about her.

She calculated the emperor, and in the long run, no matter how much affection she had, she would be consumed in this endless triviality.

"Your Majesty, the concubines talked a little more today, don't mind the emperor、、、"

Wanyan Xuzong affectionately cared at Bai Feng'er's sideburns: "I don't mind, on the contrary, I'm very happy, Feng'er should say more."

Bai Feng'er: "What more to say?" The emperor won't blame his concubines for not knowing the number of etiquette, right? ”

Wanyan Xuzong: "I'm very happy, otherwise I thought Feng'er didn't like me." I'm very happy, Feng'er still likes me, she cares about me! ”

Bai Feng'er was moved in her heart, the emperor was too good to her, and when she mentioned major national events, the emperor was embarrassed because of her, so how could she bear it!

The next day, Wanyan Xuzong issued an edict that General Bai was too seriously injured and needed to recuperate, and the front line was handled by General Wuyan with full authority.

Since then, the White Queen has come to the main hall more and more, and the Bai family has been in the limelight for a while.

In Yiling Village, Ruixiang and Akzhansong jumped off the ox cart, looked at the whole village, and sighed with emotion, goodbye, as if they were in another world.

Thatched huts are crowded one after another, smoke curls from cooking, and country roads are long.

In the past, the tall thatched huts, wide roads, and tall trees are now short and narrow, and when they grow up, they return to their hometowns with broad knowledge, and they are very kind.

Every grass and tree contains emotions and touches people's hearts.

The two walked slowly into the village, and the pedestrians on the road came and went, pointing and pointing, staring and fearful, and whispering.

The two of them calmly, and gradually there were more people around the roadside, and suddenly, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child threw over a piece of watermelon peel, which happened to fall on Ruixiang's neck.

With a snap, a large patch of water was printed. Akzhansong glared at the kid fiercely, "Who gave you the ability?" ”

The child's head shrank, and then glared back: "You two traitors, everyone will be punished, and you are here in Yiling Village, which is the shame of Yiling Village." Get out of Yiling Village!! ”

After hearing this, everyone's expressions were intense, and the hatred in their eyes towards the two grew stronger, and their affairs were spread all over the village.

Because of his own selfish desires, he harbored the Song people to go south. Who were the Song people who went south? The executioner who slaughtered the Daikin warriors.

Tens of thousands of people died at the hands of the Song people in the south, and more than tens of thousands of people represent more than tens of thousands of families, or more.

The two people in front of them are heinous and unforgivable.

The more they thought about it, the more angry they became, and everyone was furious, and they picked up stones, melon skins, and vegetable leaves and threw them at Ruixiang and Akzhansong.

Ruixiang grabbed Akzhansong stubbornly, and his eyes warned, the people of the Imperial City Division should be nearby, and their every move was being monitored.

The emperor asked them to come back, there must be an arrangement, and it is very important.

Sister, you saved us again and helped us again.

Ruixiang and Akzhansong walked forward, one step at a time, their foreheads and hands were stained with blood, and blood and sweat flowed down their cheeks, which was very terrifying.

Akzhansong was aggrieved, and he was still happy to return to his hometown, but what awaited them was angry stones, falling like raindrops.

Why didn't Ruixiang let him resist? With a group of wine bags and rice bags, there are many people and there is nothing to be afraid of, what is there to fear?

When they came to the mouth of an alley, a group of three people rushed up and guarded Ruixiang tightly.

shouted and prayed: "Don't beat, don't beat my son, please folks, let my son go!" Please! ”

"If you want to beat me, you can beat me an old man, and you don't have to pay for your life if you are killed, but I beg you to spare our son."

The stone rain is gradually decreasing, and people who are usually red-eyed and narrow-hearted are fishing in troubled waters, and the stones in their hands are becoming more and more ruthless every time.

Hu Zhun Shan'er burst into tears, and said fiercely: "The emperor didn't cure Ruixiang and Ah Song's crimes, why do you have to?" Relying on the strength of the crowd, do you think that we are helpless? ”

"Since the emperor let Ruixiang and Ah Song go home, it means that the emperor has forgiven their sins, are you bigger than the emperor?"

"You bullied Ruixiang and Ah Song at this time, just because they were white. The emperor can forgive them, but he knows that he will not reuse them again? If you want to be happy for a while, you must also leave a way back for yourself. ”

The last sentence was full of warnings, everyone's breath stagnated, Hu Zhun Shan'er was right, the emperor let go of Nala Ruixiang and Akzhansong, they held them accountable, what if the two of them developed again in the future, what if they took revenge?

A woman in her forties ran over crying, holding Hu Zhun Shan'er's flesh and liver, Hu Zhun Shan'er's stiff and strong body was paralyzed, snuggled tightly into the woman's arms, and cried loudly.

Ruixiang's hands were clenched, tears slid down, and the resentment caused by his father's private decision, at this moment, the clouds cleared, and they were also kind.

Then two more people came, a middle-aged man of half a hundred, dressed in a black woven fufu robe, with a full beard, Hu Zhun Junlie, Hu Zhun Shan'er's father.

The other was dressed in a sky-blue embroidered moire brocade robe, and his face was three points similar to that of Hu Zhun Shan'er, Hu Zhun Ling Shi, Hu Zhun Shan'er's only brother.

The father and son looked at the mother and daughter who were hugging and crying, their eyes were red, tears were in their eyes, and they felt uncomfortable.

When Uncle Nala saw that everyone had stopped, he immediately dragged Ruixiang and Aunt Nala back, and Akzhansong told Hu Zhun Shan'er and followed closely.

A group of villagers who bullied the few completely repelled his homesickness, and Yiling Village had nothing to be nostalgic about.