Chapter 54: Do You Have Last Words?
Before Yu'er could say anything, she saw Yu Zhiyan running outside quickly, but she didn't even wear the embroidered shoes by the couch.
She was like a butterfly, running quickly into the snow, leaving rows of footprints in the heavy snow.
"Slow down, fall carefully." Feng Huang's voice came from the tall head, mixed with doting, "They are all people who are about to become mothers, and they are still such nonsense." β
Yu Zhiyan raised his head, but saw that he had a light fur, wide sleeves and a crown on his forehead, and a fox fur outside, which made him more and more graceful, handsome and noble.
The moment the four eyes met, Yu Zhiyan only felt that all the grievances had dissipated, just for a gentle smile from him, what if he devoted his life.
I saw Feng Huang dismount and pick her up.
"Why don't you even wear shoes, how does Yu'er serve you?" He sighed under his breath, "You're a little heavier now. β
Yu Zhiyan touched his bulging lower abdomen, but his face was like a flower, "I heard that the New Year in Qingzhou is very lively, you can take me to take a look." β
He half-opened his lips, as if he wanted to say no, but looking at her eyes full of hope, he really couldn't say anything close to his mouth.
"Okay."
As he spoke, he had already carried her into the room and slowly placed her on the couch.
Yu'er's eyes, which were originally standing in the room, became more and more complicated, her eyes involuntarily drifted to the purse, she wanted to question this high-ranking prince of Nan'an, but she didn't dare, because once she said it, this woman with a happy face, all her dreams would come to naught.
Feng Huang saw that her feet were red from the cold, so he untied his fox fur and put her delicate feet on his chest, slowly warming them.
Yu Zhiyan was a little embarrassed, his cheeks were crimson, and when he saw a few black footprints on his snow-white robe embroidered with peonies with gold thread, he immediately muttered, "Fenghuang, dirty." β
But Feng Huang didn't care at all, and when her feet were warmer, he took the embroidered shoes and put them on carefully for her.
Xu was pregnant, her feet were a little bloated, and she barely put on her embroidered shoes.
After Feng Huang dressed her up, he glanced at Yu'er who was standing there like a puppet with displeasure, "Why don't you bring the clothes of the princess soon, I will take her back to the city today and come back tomorrow." β
When Yu'er heard this, she couldn't help but want to ask Feng Huang out loud, the princess from there, the letter of resignation was still in that purse.
But she still took Yu Zhiyan's cloak, and then watched the two of them ride horses and disappear into the ice and snow.
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When Yu Zhiyan and Feng Huang arrived in the city, it was also night, it was so cold, but the city was still brightly lit, the sound of fireworks and firecrackers was endless, and rows of red lanterns were hung in front of the doors of every house, and couplets were also pasted on the doors.
Feng Huang tied up the horse and took her to the city, she always liked to buy some strange things whenever she came across. Feng Huang just followed behind to pay, and only when she couldn't take it in her hand did he take it over and help her hold it.
Yu Zhiyan turned his head and found that he was holding a few strings of red and bright sugar gourds in his hands, which did not match the extravagance of his body. She couldn't help but smile lightly, and said in a gentle voice, "Feng Huang, am I too extravagant to spend so much silver. β
Feng Huangdao smiled suddenly, "You stupid girl, how much can these things be worth, but whatever you like, I am willing to hold it in front of you." β
Yu Zhiyan lowered his eyes, "I like Feng Huang the most, I like our children the most, they are all in front of me." β
At this time, I don't know whose house is setting off fireworks, and the colorful light shines on Feng Huang's face. Yu Zhiyan didn't seem to hear all the sounds around him, only his hot breath remained, as if this moment would stay forever, stay for a lifetime, stay for a lifetime.
However, at this moment, a hydrangea fell from the sky and smashed at Feng Huang.
But Feng Huang stretched out his hand and took it, waiting to see what it was. His face changed suddenly.
Yu Zhiyan was also stunned, but couldn't help but raise his head. But I saw a few good-looking girls standing in the attic, chattering around a woman in red in the middle, the woman was red-faced, and she only looked at Feng Huang vigorously.
I think that the folk customs of Qingzhou are simple, and this girl saw that Fenghuang was handsome, so she threw up the hydrangea in public, and she just wanted to set it for life.
Yu Yanqi's stomach ached faintly, "Congratulations to His Royal Highness, I guess there is an extra sister in the house." β
Feng Huang was also full of helplessness, he just instinctively took it casually, but he didn't expect to cause such a romantic affair.
However, just as he wanted to explain, he saw that the woman in the attic just now had come down, and was pushed by a few girls behind him, so he slowly walked to Feng Huang, "You took my hydrangea, you can come to my house another day to propose." β
"I didn't just take it, I guess there must have been some misunderstanding." Feng Huang said calmly. There was no trace of waves in the silence of the voice. "I'll just pay you back."
Hearing this, a girl in green clothes behind her hurriedly stood up, "Since you don't like my friend, why do you want to pick up her hydrangea, how can she raise her head and be a person when it goes out at this time." β
"I'll go to the house another day to make amends." There was a trace of helplessness in Feng Huang's eyes, "Now that I have a wife and children, I can't accept your thoughts." β
The red-clothed girl's eyes were slightly red, and she raised her eyes to look at Yu Zhiyan beside him, and her face suddenly showed a surprised expression. She seemed to have mustered up her courage, "I am willing to be a concubine." β
"I only love my wife for the rest of my life, and I will never marry again." Feng Huang really couldn't believe it, this little girl was so tenacious, could it be that he didn't get married?
The girl's tears suddenly fell on the red brocade clothes on her body like beads with broken threads, and patches of brown appeared, "Then you swear, you said that you will never go to others again in this life, if you break your oath, you will let your lady die without a body, and I will no longer pester you." β
Yu Zhiyan couldn't help but be furious when she saw her cursing herself like this, but after thinking about it, if Feng Huang could make such a poisonous oath, he must also cherish himself very much, and he would not have three wives and four concubines in the future.
However, hearing this, Feng Huang's eyes were no longer elegant, only full of anger, "Presumptuous." β
Yu Zhiyan knew that Feng Huang never got angry easily, but if he really started a fire, he was afraid that he could do anything.
Thinking like this, she hurriedly pulled him away, no longer paying attention to the crying woman, only to see the hydrangea in Feng Huang's hand fall to the ground, and then roll, and finally was picked up by a knobly broken hand.
Yu Zhiyan felt that the figure of that person was extremely familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.
But the man's face was hidden in the hood, and she couldn't see it clearly.
When Yu Zhiyan turned around, the man slowly walked up to the extremely sad girl and handed over the hydrangea in his hand.
"When you look at people, don't just look at their appearance, maybe they have a wolf ambition under their beautiful skin." His voice was colder than the cold wind, without a trace of temperature.
The girl took the hydrangea in his hand, and then raised the red eyes, and her face was amazing, "What's your name?" β
"Call me Donglang." After he finished speaking, he disappeared into the crowd, and when the girl went to look for it, there was no trace of it.
She dragged Feng Huang away for a long time, but she couldn't hear the girl's cry for a long time. She wrung her sleeves with her fingers, only to feel the cold wind blowing in her sleeves with a piercing chill, "Why don't you dare to swear?" β
Feng Huang only raised his eyes faintly, and in an instant, he took away all the brilliance between heaven and earth, "The future may not be accurate, but I don't want the slightest retribution to happen to you." β
"It's just a joke, isn't that oath really fulfilled?" Yu Zhiyan showed a faint smile, as if he wanted to break the solemnity at this time.
"Childe, madam, buy a mask." The peddler shouted diligently, "My mask is the most finely made in the world." β
Yu Zhiyan laughed, "But everyone who sells masks says this, they said this when I was in the capital, and they did the same in Jiangnan, is it possible that all the masks in the world can't be made by one family." β
The mask seller smiled when he saw her so serious. "I'm boasting, the girl is a careful person."
Yu Zhiyan also smiled, and only took down the two Zhong Kui's masks from the shelf, fierce and vicious, very hideous.
"We've got fairies or monkeys here, and the girl can take a look." He was afraid that Yu Zhiyan would not look down on him, so he lost his voice in vain.
"All I need are these two." Yu Zhiyan happily brought one to her face, which immediately covered her flower and moon appearance, "Husband, give money." β
After Feng Huang paid the money, Yu Zhiyan put another mask on Feng Huang's face, and she struggled to stand on tiptoe, barely putting it on for him.
Feng Huang didn't seem to like this ugly mask very much, and just wanted to take it off, but was stopped by Yu Zhiyan, "Don't take it off, there will be a girl who doesn't have long eyes to throw hydrangeas at you in a while." β
Feng Huang's chuckle came from behind the mask, "I didn't expect you to be so mindful." β
"I'm also a woman, and I'll be jealous." Her eyes became more and more sincere under the mask, "I know that being your concubine must be generous, even if you have three wives and four concubines in the future, I will smile and say congratulations, but I can't do it." β
There was a trace of pain in Feng Huang's eyes, but he was soon interrupted by the sudden sound of gongs and drums.
It turned out that the street acrobatics began, and a group of people surrounded them in the distance.
Yu Zhiyan didn't say a word, and hurriedly pulled Feng Huang to see the excitement.
She used to like to look at these on the street, and she was familiar with it, so she quickly took Feng Huang's hand and squeezed in, but Feng Huang didn't like it very much, and her brows like distant mountains were locked all the time.
I saw an old man leading a girl in the middle to perform juggling.
A goose-egg-faced, bright-eyed girl was standing on a stake several feet high, with a thick stack of plates stacked on top of her head, and the girl was tiptoeing to the ground, spinning her thin body on the stake, and then the applause of the people followed.
"Come againβcome again, if it's good, this young master will be rewarded." An extremely unpleasant voice of a male duck came from a distance.
Yu Zhiyan couldn't help but follow the sound to take a look, but saw a man with a fat head and big ears, a face full of meat, and a silk cloth standing in the crowd.
When the old man heard the applause, he took a bowl from the basket again and threw it into the air.
I saw her girl's body swaying slightly, and the bowl fell on top of her head again, and suddenly made a crisp sound.
"Okayβ" There was another cheer, and the old man hurried to the crowd with his bowl, and the generous people hurriedly took out the brass plate and threw it into the bowl with a crackle.
Yu Zhiyan asked the phoenix for a few pieces of broken silver, but threw them into the bowl, and the old man with pale hair immediately thanked him repeatedly.
However, before the old man could go back, he saw that the fat-headed and big-eared guy just now had already run under the pillar and shouted, "Young Master Ben also threw one, see if you can catch it." β
With that, he ignored the old man's stop, took a bowl from the basket and threw it on top of the girl's head.
The girl and the old man have not practiced for many years to have such a tacit understanding, this young master only throws it vigorously, and the girl is no matter how big her ability is, she can't catch it.
I saw that the bowl smashed straight into the girl's chest, and then fell to the ground with a "pop", only an inch away from the young master's head.
Seeing this, the eldest young master was willing to give up, and only sprinkled all his anger on the girl, stretched out his thick thighs, and kicked the already shaky pillar.
The stake fell to the ground suddenly, and the girl with a dozen plates and bowls on her head also fell, if it weren't for the thick clothes she was wearing, she was afraid that she would be pierced into a hedgehog by the broken porcelain on the ground.
The old man hurriedly threw down the bowl in his hand and ran over crying, "My baby, are you okay, are you hurt?" β
But the eldest young master refused to give up, relying on the fact that there was a house slave by his side, he stretched out his foot and kicked it. "Foolish things, I can't even catch Young Master Ben's bowl, I think you are all charlatans."
And the people around talked a lot, and went to see the fierce house slaves there, but they didn't even dare to stop them.
Yu Zhiyan only felt that his head was buzzing, and he only wanted to beat the inhuman beast to death with a stick. I saw that the old man was desperately protecting the girl in his arms, and he didn't know how many feet he had taken on his body.
She was just about to step forward, but was grabbed by Feng Huang behind her, and there was a touch of helplessness in his voice, "His father is the assassin of Qingzhou, and he is also the emperor's confidant, and he is also the person who came to supervise the Nan'an Palace." β
The slightest invasion of the chill condensed in his heart, and it was an endless disappointment, in Feng Huang's eyes, he was afraid that nothing or anyone could hinder him.
She smiled helplessly, "Don't worry, I won't make trouble for Nan'an Wangfu." β
After Yu Zhiyan finished speaking, he leaned over and found a fist-sized piece from the ground, turned his head, and smashed it at the back of the young master's head.
Everyone only watched the son of the assassin as a powerful man, and no one noticed where the turn of the head came from.
I saw the fat-headed and big-eared man wail, and the brick fell to the ground, but the tip was full of blood.
"Whoever beat Young Master Ben, come out for me and see if I don't pick your skin." The eldest young master shouted while covering the bloody hole in his head, "Do you have the courage to do it?" No one was allowed to leave, and Young Master Ben interrogated them one by one. β
When the people gathered around heard this, they immediately became confused, turned around and ran into the crowd, as if they were afraid that they would be implicated.
And with how those few house slaves could stop so many people, the son of the assassin stretched out his whip and threw it into the crowd, whether it was an old man or a child, whether he was innocent or not.
And Yu Zhiyan just ran a few steps, but when she turned around, she disappeared Feng Huang's figure, she was worried about the child in her belly, for fear of being hit by the crowd, so she was quickly squeezed out.
And the jet-black whip was about to be thrown over, and Yu Zhiyan's hand was grabbed at once. As soon as Yu Zhiyan raised his eyes, he saw a fox fur, which must be a phoenix.
And this person still has the mask of Zhong Kui she bought on his face, who else can he be if he is not Feng Huang.
So she followed in his footsteps and slowly walked out of the crowd. Until the two of them were safe, he still didn't let go of his hand, and continued to walk through the streets and alleys, rows of red lanterns, and fireworks in the sky.
"Feng Huang, where are we going?" Yu Zhiyan couldn't help but stop, "I still have a child in my belly, but I can't stand such a toss." β
Feng Huang in front of her turned her head suddenly, and those eyes stared at her stomach for a moment, as if an inaudible sneer came from behind the mask.
Yu Zhiyan's face was innocent, "I promise not to meddle in any more things in the future, I beg you not to ignore me, husband." β
But the man's eyes became more and more gloomy, only holding her hand, and walking.
The crowd that had been lively just now all dispersed, and even the old man ran away with his granddaughter.
The eldest young master of the assassin family was half dead in anger, and covered his head with a handkerchief, "You guys find out the old man for me, it's all their fault, if they hadn't cheated money, this young master would have been injured?" β
One of the little servants hurriedly ran over, "Why don't you go to the doctor first, I think you've shed a lot of blood." β
"Hurry up and find someone, Young Master Ben is not going anywhere." The eldest young master of the Assassin Family's face turned red, and he went to find it for me, and no one was allowed to be lazy.
Seeing that his house slaves were gone, the eldest young master found a stone and sat down, but he still refused to live in peace, and only scolded the old man vigorously.
However, at this moment, a voice that was not salty or light came from overhead: "Liu Gongzi, what's wrong?" β
"It's His Royal Highness, it's really rude." As soon as the eldest young master looked up and saw that it was Feng Huang, he grinned busily, and then stood up with his head covered, "I was beaten by a bastard just now, and I was looking for it." β
Feng Huang smiled and said, "I just saw an old man and a girl running into an alley in a panic, are you looking for them?" β
That Liu Gongzi hurriedly said: "It's their eyeless beasts, and they also trouble His Royal Highness the Prince to take me to arrest them, otherwise I can't swallow this breath." β
Feng Huang's eyes were a little vague on the brightly lit streets. "Okay, you go with me."
This Liu Gongzi is also an unsuccessful person in his heart, he used to only envy Feng Huang for his noble identity and good character, and wanted to make friends with him, but Feng Huang has always been cold to him, that is, he intends to please, and people disdain him.
I didn't expect the prince of Nan'an to be willing to help him today, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and even forgot the pain of the wound on his head, "Then it will annoy His Royal Highness." β
After finishing speaking, he chased Feng Huang's figure and walked towards the dark and narrow alley.
However, after living for a while, this Liu Gongzi was a little scared, "Shizi, do they really have to hide here?" Look, it doesn't look like someone is passing by. β
Feng Huang's extremely beautiful eyes had endless killing intent in the moonlight, "It's just behind that bamboo basket, if you don't believe it, you can take a look, and you will know the truth or falsehood." β
"I'm not a fool, do I still doubt His Royal Highness's words?" After he finished speaking, he walked behind the bamboo basket not far away, and kicked it with his foot.
"Whyβ" Before he could finish his sentence, a sharp dagger had already been thrust into his back, and he didn't even have time to wail, and he was suddenly planted on the ground, and there was no breath.
The man who didn't know the height of the sky just now died in a moment.
When Feng Huang came out of the alley, he saw that the little servants of the Liu family were looking for their eldest young master everywhere. He casually took out the fierce mask in his arms and put it on his face.
But Feng Huang searched all over the streets, but he still didn't see Yu Zhiyan's half-doppelganger, he only felt nervous, and only went to Nan'an Wangfu, but she couldn't find herself and went back.
Yu Zhiyan was led, and he actually went out of the city and stopped when he came to a ruined temple.
I don't know how long it has been since no one has come to the ruined temple to offer incense, and the table is covered with a thick layer of ash, and even the stone statue of the Buddha is covered with cobwebs.
Her tired legs trembled, she sat on the futon, and then gulped her rough dress, "Feng Huang, what are we doing here?" β
Seeing that the room was dark, she hurriedly lit the half-burned candle on the table, accompanied by a trembling light. She was shocked to find that the person standing in front of her was actually dressed in black under the fox fur.
Feng Huang was obviously wearing a white shirt, because she still remembered that when he warmed her feet, she also left some black marks on them.
"Who the hell are you??" Yu Zhiyan grabbed an incense burner casually and held it in his hand, "You are not Feng Huang." β
"Isn't it too late for you to find out now that I'm not your husband?" I saw the man in front of him take off the mask on his face, revealing his fierce eyes that could not be looked at directly.
His shadow cast on the uneven stone brick floor of the temple, and a long shadow seemed to envelop everything.
"It's you." Yu Zhiyan met his cold gaze and did not dodge, "Dong Lang." β
Gu Jue's eyes examined the expression on her face, and then inadvertently landed on her slightly bulging lower abdomen. Under the staring of the four eyes, his eyes were full of anger.
"You are worthy of calling me Donglang." Gu Jue's voice was full of anger, "I don't know if the princess has any last words?" Maybe my heart is soft, and I can help you tell your husband. β