Chapter Eighty-Nine: Dong Lang is Dead

Feng Huang put her on the bed, at this time the chickens in the house kept crowing, the sky gradually brightened, and a thick layer of window flowers had formed on the window, blocking the faint morning light.

Bao Xiao'er didn't come back all night because of Yu Zhiyan, and she didn't sleep all night, so she only ordered someone to look outside. Unexpectedly, she was picked up by Feng Huang, and at this time, Yu Zhiyan was already unconscious, with a thick layer of frost on her hair.

She hurriedly asked someone to prepare a few charcoal basins, and then brought a few quilts and covered them for her.

Feng Huang told Bao Xiao'er to hurry up and boil ginger soup, she left in a hurry, and there were only two of them left in the house.

And Yu Zhiyan slowly opened her eyes, her confused eyes turned around the room, but she saw Feng Huang's worried eyes.

"I'm going to find Donglang, he'll be back." Gu Zhiyan stretched out his hand to remove the quilt on his body, "Today is my birthday, and he said he would come back." ”

Feng Huang's pale face revealed a death-like ash, "It's all bright, your birthday has long passed, and the generals who are fighting abroad leave their armies behind and return to Beijing without permission, which is a big crime for the nine clans." ”

"But his soldiers told me personally." Yu Zhiyan closed his eyes and raised his head, with a trace of a miserable smile on the corner of his mouth, "If he doesn't come back, at least he won't be impeached by you people in the court." ”

Listening to her words, he only felt sad in his heart, full of depression.

And she turned her face tiredly, and stopped looking at him. He said slowly: "Yesterday was originally your birthday, I didn't prepare any gifts, I can promise you one thing, I can give you whatever you want or ask." ”

"No need." Yu Zhiyan buried his face in the pillow, "His Royal Highness King Nanjing, please go back, I won't bother you here." ”

Feng Huang slowly stood up, but turned to leave.

And Yu Zhiyan's disease is a few days, she has typhoid fever, and she lies on the bed every day, for fear of infecting Moshu, but even he can't see him.

However, the queen mother in the palace heard that Yu Zhiyan was sick, and sent a royal doctor to treat her, Yu Zhiyan did not dare to take it at first, for fear that Gu Yinglian would make a trick behind her back, but it was not a way to pour the medicine every day, so she had to take it.

Presumably, the Queen Mother didn't have to go so hard to kill her, so her typhoid fever gradually improved.

Until she woke up on this day, she no longer felt top-heavy, and she called the maid, but found that no one was in the house.

Moshu was still sleeping sweetly next to her, muttering something with a small mouth, looking very playful and cute.

She was so bored that she put on her clothes and went out of the house, where it was so cold that even the birds in their cages were curled up.

Yu Zhiyan only heard that someone seemed to be talking again in the side room, so she walked there, and she was just about to open her mouth to call someone, when she heard the cry of a woman from inside.

"What should we do in the future, if the general is gone, there will not even be a serious master in the mansion, and I heard that the young master who came out of the concubine in Mocheng is sick all day long, and he will not have much time to live."

Yu Zhiyan couldn't help but be a little stunned when she heard them say this, but then Bao Xiao'er's scolding made her fall into the deep and boundless cliff.

"Our young master is blessed with a great life, so naturally he won't die so easily." Bao Xiao'er's voice also had a crying tone, "You little hooves talk nonsense again, see if I don't tear your mouths." ”

"Sister Xiao'er, it is the Jiedu envoy of Mohe who has sent a document in an urgent manner for eight hundred miles, and our General Gu was ambushed by the Huns in the Mohe area, and everyone around him died."

Hearing this, Yu Zhiyan suddenly fell behind her, her head hit the flower pot placed under the eaves, and the fine porcelain flower pot rolled into the distance, and suddenly saw the people in the house alarmed.

When the maids who spoke came out wiping their tears, they saw Yu Zhiyan sitting on the ground in a daze, as if they had lost their souls.

Bao Xiao'er didn't know how much she listened to what they said, and quickly helped her up.

Yu Zhiyan reached out and tugged at Bao Xiao'er tightly, her slender nails almost embedded in her skin. "What you just said is true?"

Seeing her in such a situation, how dare she answer, she only held back her tears and said: "It's just a random spread, let's talk about the good battle that our general fought at the border pass, what are you going to do in Mohe." ”

Others didn't know why, but Yu Zhiyan understood that he had said that he wanted to accompany her on her birthday, and as long as he returned to Beijing, he would definitely take it away from Moheyi.

Yu Zhiyan only felt that it was dark in front of him, and gradually he couldn't see clearly, and in a whirlwind, it seemed that all the diseases that had gone away like a thread came back again.

Her tears rolled down like beads of broken threads, only falling on her plain clothes, and Bao Xiao'er wanted to support her, but she avoided it all at once.

"I'll stay inside for a while, and don't any of you come in." After saying this, she went straight into the house, ignoring the worried faces of the maids.

There were several charcoal basins in the room, and there was hardly any sound from the fine silver bone charcoal. Perhaps she was so disheartened that she couldn't even shed half a tear.

At this time, her eyes fell on the silver scissors on the table, maybe it was time for her to accompany her Donglang.

She walked over slowly, and the cold saw that the baby on the bed seemed to feel something, and woke up from her sleep, crying at the top of her throat.

Bao Xiao'er's worried voice came from outside the house, "Madam, maybe he is hungry, and the slave maid wants the nurse to come over." ”

She stretched out her hand and slowly stretched it back, then walked to the bedside, slowly picked up the crying child, and gently coaxed it.

However, before Bao Xiao'er could bring the nurse back, a person who Yu Zhiyan couldn't imagine came anyway.

With the maidservant's voice, she whispered, "King Nanjing, what are you doing, how can you lead such a guard to the Chengguo Mansion?" ”

And before Yu Zhiyan could settle the child in his arms, he saw that the door was pushed open, and Feng Huang, dressed in white, slowly walked into the house.

Yu Zhiyan saw himself through the bronze mirror on the table, his face was not powdered, his lips were pale, and he showed the despair of a dying person.

"Are you here to send me on my way?" Yu Zhiyan looked up at him, his face solemn, "It seems that the Queen Mother will never let me go, maybe Donglang is still waiting for me by the Nai He Bridge, you can send me away quickly." ”

"He's gone, and you don't want to live?" Feng Huang asked in a deep voice, "Where did you put me and Moshu?" ”

His gaze was so close to hers that Yu Zhiyan could almost see the green tendons on his forehead exposed by anger.

In an instant, countless things swirled in her heart for a long time, and the things that she had easily ignored were also recalled in an instant.

"It was you who betrayed Dong Lang's whereabouts, and he was ambushed by the Huns on the way back to Beijing." Yu Zhiyan's heart was shocked, "Before leaving that day, he said that he would come back to accompany me for my birthday, and the only person who heard this was you." ”

"But where can I count him going back to Beijing without permission?" Feng Huang's gaze was complicated, and there seemed to be dark waves surging under his eyes.

"This is not difficult, didn't you send a fine work to the Chengguo Mansion?" Yu Zhiyan looked at him with eyes full of hatred, "Is there still a nurse who tied up Moshu's nurse to confront you?" ”

Feng Huang didn't want to hide it at all, but said very calmly: "That's right, I betrayed him." ”

Yu Zhiyan laughed, the voice was so poignant, until the end, even tears flowed out, "Feng Huang, this is really like you, so ruthless and ruthless." It's ridiculous to think that Donglang has been arrogant for half his life, but he is still planted in your hands. ”

He looked at her almost insane, ignoring the crying child in his arms, and couldn't help frowning.

Gradually, she finally stopped laughing, and then staggered to the table step by step, as if to get the sharp scissors, but Moshu was put on the bed by her, and no longer cared about it.

"Feng Huang, if you still have the slightest kindness, after I die, you will treat Moshu well." She was getting closer and closer to the scissors as she spoke, "I only hope that you will give him to others to be raised in the future, I don't want him to be such a ruthless person as you in the future." ”

When her fingers were about to touch the scissors, her thin body was withdrawn at once, and her head hit his chin, and it hurt like that.

Her lips moved slightly, outlining a sarcastic smile, "It seems that His Royal Highness King Nanjing refuses to let me die so easily, how are you going to torture me, or tie me up and take me to the palace and hand it over to the Queen Mother?" ”

"Gu Jue may not be dead."

Like a dying man grabbing the last piece of driftwood, Yu Zhiyan asked in an incredulous voice, "What did you say?" ”

"The envoy did not find his body." Feng Huang said heavily, and the meaning was full of ridicule, "And a few corpses fished out of the river have long been unrecognizable, and I will only know if it is him until I go to identify it." ”

In an instant, Yu Zhiyan seemed to have gone through a cycle of life and death, returning to the world from the hell burned by fire, seeing the light again, and the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe overwhelmed all fears.

Yu Zhe Flue didn't look bent on dying, "I'm going to find Donglang, you take me with me." ”

"The Queen Mother's Message." Feng Huang's gaze went straight into the bottom of her heart, "I want to tie you up and go to the border with me, if I am sure that General Gu is killed in battle, I will immediately strangle you." ”

Only then did Yu Zhiyan know how ruthless the Queen Mother was, and she kept her life just because of Dong Lang.

Soon Mo Shu was taken away by the nurse, Yu Zhiyan had not packed his bags, so the soldiers tied up and dragged out of the house, those soldiers were vicious, so that the people in the house did not dare to stop them, now the general is no more, where is there a foothold for these minions.

The red sun is gradually sinking westward, dusk is approaching, and the remnant sun is like blood, dyeing the streets and alleys of the capital red.

Feng Huang brought no more than a few hundred people, all of them were guards of the capital, with bright armor, and walked through the streets and alleys, attracting the sideways of the people around him.

There were two carriages accompanying him, one of which was a narrow prisoner carriage reserved for Yu Zhiyan, and the spacious and gorgeous one was a prince and young master named Sun Shenheng.

Thinking that the queen mother also knew that now Gu Jue was in addition to the matter, and categorically could not fight with the Xiongnu again, the best way was to find someone to negotiate with the Xiongnu as soon as possible, accept the letter of surrender from the Xiongnu king, and then take the opportunity to extort bamboo and let the Xiongnu pay the treasures and gold and silver.

And Feng Huang went to the border pass, but he brought back hundreds of thousands of troops, and now Gu Jue's life and death are unknown, and the people in the army are panicked, what else can make this King Nanjing, who is known as the first person in the Celestial Empire, more reassuring.

Yu Zhiyan's hands and feet were tied, and he was lying in the hard carriage, which was naturally very uncomfortable, until it was dark, and the morning star appeared in the sky, and the army camped by a small stream.

Soon Yu Zhiyan was also pulled out, and the soldier looked arrogant, as if she was just a captive. It seems that in the eyes of everyone, Gu Jue is impossible to be alive, and she, the woman who is about to be executed, is just an ant in front of them.

It wasn't until dinner time that the iron lock on Yu Zhiyan's body was opened by the soldiers. Even though dinner was two hard steamed buns, Yu Zhiyan still took a big bite of it, she was really hungry.

And what made her feel a little better was that the soldiers also sent half a pot of wine, which was supposed to warm her up on this freezing day.

She was choked by steamed buns and almost lost half her life, and was pouring a glass of wine into her mouth, when a soldier suddenly broke into the tent.

It was a soldier who had been guarding her, but Yu Zhiyan could smell the smell of wine emanating from his body from a distance, presumably he had just eaten wine and changed shifts.

This person wears good armor, but he looks like a dog, and he is also a figure in the army.

Yu Zhiyan was annoyed in his heart, "You go to the outside of the tent to guard, this deep in the old forest, can I still run away as a weak woman?" ”

The guard snorted coldly, but then walked slowly to her, and then looked at her face, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, it's a beauty, but it's a newly widowed widow, and I don't think you're unlucky. ”

Yu Zhiyan was furious, "Get out." ”

These guards are all guards of the palace, all of them are young masters of famous and powerful families, and in the past, they were also the masters of sleeping, eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, but now they are more like horses without a halter when they leave the capital.

The soldier relied on the drunkenness, and he didn't scruple to get up, and when he went up, he tore her clothes, "Okay, you slut who doesn't know whether to live or die, you really don't want to be embarrassed." ”

But after a while, the cloak outside Yu Zhiyan had fallen to the ground, and she shouted in horror, "Help." ”

The sound of swords and horses outside was very noisy, and no one would have noticed this ordinary tent, and if it was torn out of its throat, no one would hear it.

She stepped back in horror, but saw that the man had already pounced, and she didn't have half the strength in her body, how could she resist the man's barbaric behavior.

Yu Zhiyan was pressed to the ground deadly, unable to move at all, tears of despair rolled down his eyes, and he almost gave up the struggle in resignation.

When the man saw that she had learned to be obedient, he reached out and pulled the rest of her clothes. Yu Zhiyan knew that his innocence would not be guaranteed, and he was bent on biting his tongue and committing suicide.

And just when she was in despair, there was a burst of warmth on her cold cheeks, and then a strong smell of blood filled her ears and nose.

Yu Zhiyan opened her eyes in horror, but saw that the head of the soldier who was arrogant and domineering just now had moved, and there was still blood on the empty neck, and the blood kept dripping on Yu Zhiyan's body, she was nauseated, and pushed the headless body away.

Immediately, her stomach was tumbling, and she vomited out all the cold steamed buns she had just swallowed, and even the bile was not spared.

"But what hurt?" The man holding the sword looked at her slowly, his eyes full of worry.