Yu Zhiyan originally didn't know much about Hua Rusha, but it was finished in half a day, and those women naturally didn't follow it, and only coerced and tempted her to continue Donglang's affair.

She also knew that it was not authentic to talk about Donglang as a book in front of others, but for the sake of a few catties of rice, she still compromised.

This time she told Meng Qingjiu about it again, when she first entered the Chengguo Mansion before, she also served this Aunt Meng for a few days, and she also knew a little about it.

So this time she described this Aunt Meng as a deep boudoir woman, who was not liked by her husband and was disgusted by her mother-in-law.

The women were deeply moved when they heard this, and felt sorry for the strange woman.

After weaving his cloth, Yu Zhiyan followed them to the river to fish. Although it is a poor and remote place, the fish in the stream are very fat, and a clumsy person like Yu Zhiyan has caught two of them.

The women came to her house again after they were done, and even though Yu Zhiyan was dry-mouthed, she could only endure it for the sake of those benefits.

It wasn't until after dark that Dong Lang came back from outside exhausted, and saw the women sitting in his low grass hut.

However, this time he was greeted not by those crying red eyes, but by vicious eyes.

When Dong Lang was stunned, the women got up to leave, and one of the women named Xiaohuan glanced at Dong Lang fiercely, and then said: "You Houmen sons are really the most ruthless and unrighteous, but pity such a docile and virtuous woman who has been ruined in such a vain." ”

Yu Zhiyan was afraid that they would be angry and say that they had leaked the stuffing, so he hurriedly coaxed them out.

After those noisy women left, Gu Jue's face was full of impatience, "What are you doing with these crazy people, stay away from them." ”

Yu Zhiyan nodded stupidly, and when she put the meal on the table, Gu Jue frowned and said, "You are becoming more and more capable, and this meal is becoming more and more abundant." ”

She hurriedly put a piece of chicken leg into his bowl, and said with a smile: "When I went up the mountain today, I saw a lot of game on the mountain, you will teach me archery, and I will come back tomorrow to feed you." ”

Seeing her so interested, Gu Jue was tired, and he couldn't bear to disappoint her, so he agreed to her request.

After the two of them finished eating, Dong Lang personally taught her archery in the courtyard. The bow and arrow are a little worn, but they are still usable.

The moonlight illuminates the courtyard very brightly, and occasionally you can hear the murmuring of water or the sound of birds.

Under the moonlight, Dong Lang slowly tightened the bow in his hand, and then with a "bang", the sharp arrow pierced the night and pierced into the trunk of the tree.

Yu Zhiyan seemed to see General Gu again, who had commanded the three armies, at that moment, full of spirit and arrogance.

Dong Lang turned around and looked at her quietly, his eyebrows clear in the moonlight, "I have always trained my troops strictly, if there are stupid people, they will be punished, even those iron-clad men can't stand it at the beginning, and some of them have killed themselves." ”

Yu Zhiyan thought that he was just alarmist, just asking him to teach himself archery, and he was just playing with her.

"I'm very smart, I can learn it." She took the bow and arrow in his hand and gestured with a pattern, "If you don't learn well, you can punish you." ”

When Dong Lang heard this, he said, "That's it." ”

After speaking, he reached out with a solemn face and lifted her arm up, and then said solemnly, "Don't open the bow too early, if you start early, you will shake your hands too early, and if you are late, you will be panicked." You only remember my words, and shoot an arrow for me to see. ”

Although Yu Zhiyan understood what he meant, it was extremely difficult to do, so she only shot out casually, because her strength was too small, and she fell to the ground before flying a few meters away.

Seeing her so stupid, Dong Lang suddenly said angrily: "It's really a stupid person, even the child who can run just now shoots farther than you." ”

Seeing the anger on his face, Yu Zhiyan also said indignantly: "I just don't practice anymore." ”

Although Dong Lang looks cynical all day long, he is also extremely strict when he does things seriously, and he almost has a posture of not giving up until he reaches his goal.

He grabbed the wooden stick in the corner of the wall and said coldly to Yu Zhiyan, "Stretch out your hand." ”

Perhaps frightened by his voice, Yu Zhiyan almost obediently stretched out his hand.

Then the slender stick fell into her palm at once, and she inhaled sharply in pain.

"Why are you hitting someone, aren't you crazy?" Yu Zhiyan was angry and annoyed, but when he saw her with a serious expression on his face, he was also a little frightened.

"If those soldiers were as stupid as you, I would have them pulled out and beaten up. Since you know it hurts, keep practicing. He continued: "Keep your hands low and your fingertips hard. ”

Yu Zhiyan drew his bow and shot the arrow again, but this time, although he shot farther, he was still far away from the tree.

Dong Lang's cold voice sounded again, "Stretch out your hand, see how many times I hit you to remember what I said." ”

Her intestines were blue at this time, but it was just a thing to laugh at, and she was trained by him like this, and she didn't want to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, why was she so harsh.

Her palms are still numb, and she naturally refuses to stretch out her hands again. Aggrieved tears rolled in his eyes, and then he looked up and whispered his name, "Donglang-"

If she had used such a trick before, Gu Jue would have compromised no matter what, but today he didn't accept this at all, pulled out her left hand violently and stretched it out, and then hit it.

Her aching neck shrunk, and tears rolled down her face.

Seeing her crying, Dong Lang still couldn't bear it, so he only pulled her hand over, put it in his palm, and slowly sighed, "Does it hurt?" ”

In the moonlight, she cried pitifully, her thin shoulders shaking from sobbing, as if she had been greatly wronged.

Gu Jue wrapped her around her from behind, and then hugged her hard, "I'll teach you hand in hand, don't cry." ”

With that, he drew the last arrow from the quiver, then took her hand and slowly aimed it at the tree.

Yu Zhiyan gradually stopped crying, and her sweaty hand slowly pulled the bowstring, only to hear Dong Lang's voice slowly ringing in her ears, "Put." ”

Hearing this, Yu Zhiyan hurriedly let go, and then stabbed into the tree with a murderous arrow.

Yu Zhiyan burst into laughter this time, and only asked tentatively: "It's so late, let's practice another day." ”

Gu Jue only hugged her horizontally, his deep gaze fell on her cheeks, and there was a faint smile on his lips, "The Spring Festival is short, it's rare for a lady to remember." ”

When he had finished speaking, he carried her into the house, threw her on the bed, and then fell on it himself.

The only candle in the room was extinguished, and his hand slowly stroked to her lips, and then to her wet cheeks.

Dong Lang only stretched out his hand to extinguish the candle, and then the room lingered and ambiguous, and it was indeed a beautiful day.

I don't know how long later, Yu Zhiyan lay in his arms, slowly twisting his black hair with his fingers, "Tell me some stories, or you have heard them before, or you know something." ”

Seeing that she tossed several times for this matter, she just thought she was bored and wanted to relieve her boredom, so she told her about the romantic things she had heard in the past.

Dong Lang stopped making a sound as he spoke, and Yu Zhiyan took a look at the moonlight, and he actually fell asleep.

Yu Zhiyan tiptoed up, then lit the candle with a fire fold, then walked to the rickety table, took out the pen and ink that had been hidden in advance, and then slowly wrote something on the paper.

She was writing a draft according to the story told by Gu Jue, but just halfway through writing, a sleepy voice sounded above her head.

"What are you writing about?" Dong Lang just mentioned it casually, then reached out and poured a glass of water, and drank it unhurriedly.

She was writing a god, this sentence almost didn't throw the pen in her hand out in fright, she looked like a thief, "I'm just bored to practice calligraphy." ”

Gu Jue was very sleepy, and naturally she didn't see her red-faced and red-eared and guilty, so she only dragged her back to the bed, and the two of them went to sleep.

In the scorching heat of the mountain, people moved stones one by one, and only these exiles would do such a tiring thing.

It wasn't until noon that the hot people's eyes couldn't be opened, and the people in charge let them rest for a stick of incense, and then everyone divided two hard steamed buns.

Today, the big cow also came, and he sat down slowly next to Donglang.

But I saw others gobbling up hungry, only Dong Lang chewed slowly, and compared to others, it was so weird.

Da Niu couldn't help but learn his movements and ate slowly, and then smiled, "Sure enough, he is the young master of a big family, and even the action of eating is so elegant and beautiful." ”

Dong Lang was slightly stunned, "Now that I'm like you, where is there still half a point of elegance." ”

The big cow said: "I heard all about you from my mother-in-law at home, but I didn't expect that he was also an infatuated young master, and he actually promised life and death to a Qinglou woman, but I think you are really ruthless to Aunt Meng." ”

Dong Lang almost choked to death from the steamed bun he was chewing in his mouth, and his handsome face was full of astonishment, "What? ”

Yu Zhiyan went to Naqiaoniang's house today, but who knew that Qiaoniang's sister left her son at her house and let her take care of her for a few hours.

The two-year-old child looks very playful and cute, and his swarthy eyes only look at Yu Zheyan. Yu Zhiyan hurriedly coaxed him, and the child immediately giggled.

Qiao Niang smiled: "He likes you like you like this way, you have never given birth, and you will coax children like this." ”

Yu Zhiyan couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said lightly: "Actually, I have a son, his name is Moshu." ”

Her words made Qiao Niang stunned, and said with some astonishment: "Then where did your child go?" It's not the path of exile—"

"He's still in Kyochung, but he's next to his father." Yu Zhiyan looked at the child in front of him and couldn't help but think of Moshu.

"What is this, isn't his father your husband?" Qiao Niang asked with a stunned face.

Yu Zhiyan didn't want to hide Qiao Niang, but said: "I was married to King Nanjing, and that child is also his." ”

"King Nanjing?" Qiao Niang frowned while mending her clothes: "I have never heard of a king of Nanjing in Beijing, and if you want to come here to be desolate, even the news is very rare." ”

Yu Zhiyan took the blade of grass and weaved grasshoppers for the child, and said a little casually: "The original prince of Nan'an, now he has also been crowned the prince." ”

"What" Qiao Niang was stunned for a moment, "Is that Fenghuang?" ”

However, before Yu Zhiyan could speak, a woman's voice with crying and anger came from outside, "You said Feng Huang married you?" ”

With an angry voice, the woman named Xiaohuan pushed the door in, and she didn't know how much she had listened to what Yu Zhiyan and Qiao Niang said.

This Xiaohuan was originally the most beautiful woman in the village, but she had a strong temperament and treated others as superior.

But seeing her so excited, Yu Zhiyan was stunned, "What does it have to do with you whether I marry Feng Huang or not." ”

Qiao Niang saw that Xiaohuan's face was excited, and she was afraid that something would happen, so she hurriedly walked over and said to Yu Zheyan: "This girl is from Qingzhou, and she likes the prince of Nan'an when she is young, and she has not been married all these years, just waiting for her father to be pardoned and go back to find someone." ”

That Xiaohuan Yuan is also a young lady from a big family, and Feng Huang has also met a few times, but his father was convicted and exiled for a few years, but the family members were not affected by Zhulian, so they took the silver to help them, and his father has found an errand here in recent years, just waiting for one day to be pardoned and return to Qingzhou.

As soon as he heard that Yu Zheyan had married someone who had studied with him for a few years, he couldn't help but point at her and said: "What kind of thing are you, why are all the good men in the world occupied by you, and you are also worthy of marrying Feng Huang." ”

Dong Lang is handsome, although he is extremely down-and-out now, he is still compared by these village women, and they all say in private that Yu Zhiyan is the best to marry.

This made Xiaohuan very unconvinced, her appearance was not bad, and she thought that Feng Huang, who she had been thinking about for a long time, might not be inferior to Dong Lang, so she felt calmer, and now she heard that Feng Huang actually married Yu Zhiyan and gave birth to an heir, how could she stand it.

Yu Zhiyan was also angry when she saw that she was being pointed at her nose and scolded, although she had no affection for Feng Huang now, she still called this Xiaohuan.

"There are more women in this world who love Feng Huang, what do you count, when I married Feng Huang as a princess, I never heard him mention your name, and he didn't remember you at all."

Xiaohuan's eyes were red, but he couldn't say a word because he was angry.

Yu Zhiyan told the truth, Feng Huang has a unique appearance, a noble background, and is almost perfect like a god, which has won the love of many women, and there are countless enthusiastic people like Xiang Xiaohuan.