Historical time and space

Sen Han's sword blade was coldly attached to his face, so close that Fu'er could smell the bloody breath on the sword. She had a white face, opened her eyes wide, and called timidly, "Madam," she wanted to shake her head but did not dare, so she could only say timidly: "The maid has no such thoughts, there is no such thing." His voice trembled terribly.

"Is it?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Fuer said yes vigorously, but it was a pity that she couldn't emphasize the sincerity of her words by shaking her head and nodding.

Feng Wan smiled.

Her smile was very quiet and gentle, everything was familiar to Feng Yun and Fu'er, but for some reason, they felt that they shivered at the same time, and they felt that Feng Wan and Wei Ziyang were so similar.

After raising her lips and smiling, Feng Wan's right wrist turned slightly to the side, and then, she retracted her sword back. Maybe she wasn't steady enough with the sword, or maybe it was too sharp. In this way, the corner of Fuer's lips was cut by the blade of the sword, and a wound three inches long and deep bones were visible.

The blade of the sword recovered, bringing out a string of blood flowers, and Fu'er couldn't contain a panic scream. Feng Wan blinked, and said very seriously to Fu'er, who was screaming in pain: "I'm really sorry, Fu'er, I forgot that this sword can hurt people." With that, she returned the sword to Wei Ziyang, and complained with flat lips: "Ziyang, your sword is too sharp, you see, it accidentally disfigured my old servant." ”

said that it was a complaint, but no matter how you listened to it, there was a kind of coldness. When Wei Ziyang smiled silently, Feng Yun shuddered fiercely, and thought in horror: She is really becoming more and more similar to this surnamed Wei. In her memory, Feng Wan was not like this, she once thought that Feng Wan was forced by her to have no place to live, forced to kill herself, and she would not hurt others with that sword.

Sure enough, yes, the near-ink black.

Of course, these thoughts were just fleeting, and what scared Feng Yun was whether the sword would point at her again! In the panic, she hurriedly turned around and shouted fiercely at Fu'er, who was screaming in pain: "Shut up! When she had finished drinking, she ordered the man, "Let's go." ”

Although she tried her best to maintain her composure, the panic in her tone was unmistakable.

The driver answered, and as soon as the carriage moved, it was another beating, but it was Wei Ziyang who grabbed the wheel with one hand and stopped the carriage. With a smile on his beautiful face and affection in his phoenix eyes, he looked at Feng Yun and said softly: "Feng Meiren, Awan's words haven't been finished yet, how can you go?" "The voice is soft, straight as a love word.

For a moment, Feng Yun wanted to cry without tears. She looked at Feng Wan with a white face, squeezed out a smile and said, "Big sister, we are sisters, you won't be angry with me, right?" ”

Looking at Feng Yun's stunned appearance, the corners of Feng Wan's lips tugged. Yes, her hatred for Feng Yun is not as deep as that for Fu'er. And Feng Yun has a special identity after all, she is different from Fu'er who is a maidservant, Feng Wan moves her, which is to slap the royal family in the face in public.

Facing Feng Yun, Feng Wan smiled, she lowered her eyebrows, and said slowly: "Ah Yun is so scared, then you can go." With that, she glanced at Wei Ziyang.

Wei Ziyang let go of the wheel, and the driver hurriedly drove the carriage to the palace gate. Although the carriage was moving, Feng Yun in the carriage trembled vigorously. She didn't understand, why did Feng Wan know that if she found her, she would be promoted to a nobleman?

Although His Majesty wanted to catch Feng Wan, all his actions were carried out through Feng Yun's hands. With Wei Ziyang's character of not being afraid of heaven and earth, once he asks His Majesty for his guilt, His Majesty will definitely push her out! After all, he and Feng Wan have been at odds for a long time.

She bit her lip and thought for a while, and when she heard the sound of crying next to her, she was very annoyed. Tengdi turned his head, Feng Yun shouted angrily: "Shut up!" ”

As soon as the voice fell, Fuer's crying was indeed quieter. Feng Yun glared at Fu'er with tears in her eyes, Fu'er had always known that she Feng Yun liked smart and capable people, so Fu'er had always shown that image in front of her. But now, she was so sad that she couldn't even disguise. Like in front of Feng Wan, he looked at himself disgustingly.

Looking at Fu'er in disgust, Feng Yun looked under her lips, and looked at the wound that was deeply visible, although it was covered, and the blood gushed out, Feng Yun said stiffly: "The palace has never tolerated people with broken faces, Fu'er, your appearance has been ruined, and you can't go back to the palace." So then, I will send you to my father and my brothers, and you will serve them. ”

As soon as the word disfigurement came out, Fu'er mourned, and she burst into tears, but because she was afraid of Feng Yun, she had to endure her grief and didn't dare to cry out loud.

Seeing that she still knew the measure, Feng Yun's face softened a little. She said slowly: "Fu'er, originally I promised you to give you to His Highness Eleven. Your Highness Eleventh also has a good impression of you. But now, hey...... His Highness Eleventh can't see with his eyes, but the people around him, as well as His Majesty, can see it. The way you are now, His Highness Eleventh will never ask for it no matter what. If you want to hate, hate that Feng Wan. ”

The more she spoke, the more distressed she became, covering her mouth, and she shook her head desperately.

No one knows how much she has put her mind on him since she met His Highness Eleven by chance and relieved him of the siege. She knows how difficult it is for her ordinary appearance and poor background to get ahead. No one knows how much effort she put into it and how many means she used in order to get ahead.

She once thought that as long as she followed His Highness Eleven, with her skill, she would be able to become His Highness's wife sooner or later. At that time, not to mention Feng Wan, it is the Feng beauty in front of her, it is the former eldest princess Zhao Ya, all the people who once looked down on her, which one would not kneel in front of her and flatter her?

She also thought that His Royal Highness Eleventh had an eye disease, but she would definitely be able to give birth to a healthy son, and at that time, this dynasty surnamed Chen, who would have the final say.

But she didn't expect that Feng Wan's sword today would ruin everything, ruin everything!

In the boundless pain and despair, Fuer really didn't understand, why did Madame dislike her so much? When he was a sister-in-law before, how did a gentle and peaceful person become so terrible and ruthless after following Wei Ziyang? Yes, yes, she must have angered herself with her hatred for Feng Meiren. I'm a scapegoat.

Fu'er is a person who is inferior and proud in his bones, and he is a villain who can bear me the world, but not the world. Feng Wan ruined her appearance, she hated Feng Wan, but because Feng Wan was too far away from her, and she was getting farther and farther away, she couldn't retaliate. So, her boundless hatred spontaneously chose a Feng Yun who was close to her and she could get close to.

Because of hatred, Fu'er gradually calmed down, she covered her wounds, choked up but thanked Feng Yun respectfully, "Thank you for your understanding, Fu'er will definitely work with peace of mind, and she will become a help for her master outside the palace." ”

Outside the palace?

One sentence made Feng Yun's eyes light up, she nodded, and said reservedly: "If you can understand, that's good." With that, she took her attention away from Fu'er, glanced at the rider and thought, "Fortunately, I didn't take the escort out today, and then I just need to think about how to deal with this rider, and Your Majesty is not there to let me say anything?"

On that side, Wei Ziyang's men and horses were still swaggering through the market, he put his arm around Feng Wan, and while looking at the people around him, he was talking to Feng Wan.

Regarding what happened to him in the Wei Mansion after Wei Ziyang left, as well as the fact that he was knocked unconscious and designed to escape from the carriage, Feng Wan had already told Wei Ziyang in detail. Feng Wan felt that compared to others, Wei Ziyang was even more angry at the staff and guards in the Wei Mansion, as well as the actions of the servants. After all, he once thought that his mansion was absolutely safe, and Feng Wan had those people to protect him, and nothing would happen to him.

Now, everyone is heading towards the Guard's Mansion. With the sound of horses' hooves, there are more and more familiar faces around the people.

Zhao Jun, who stayed in the mansion, was going out when he heard the news, and he hurriedly turned the carriage around and greeted Wei Ziyang's location.

Sure enough, in the mighty procession, he saw the woman nestled in Wei Ziyang's arms.

Looking at Feng Wan, who was bright and noble, Zhao Jun's lips moved, and the whole person stood there stupidly, feeling that his mind was blank, and he couldn't tell if it was Jixi or something else.

Chen Ya sat beside him, glanced at Feng Wan, and saw Zhao Jun like this, she hated it, gritted her teeth and cursed: "The sky is unfair, why did this slut come out again?" ”

She scolded a lot, but Zhao Jun didn't seem to hear it, and still looked at Feng Wan, who was getting closer and closer, with a complicated expression.

After a while, a smile appeared on Chen Ya's face, she stretched out her hand and pushed Zhao Jun, and after making him look at herself, she smiled softly: "Master, this Mrs. Feng is still alive and well, and Wei Ziyang didn't treat her very well, the two of them are still getting along, aren't you happy?" ”

Zhao Jun's lips moved, and he said dryly, "Happy." He couldn't say if he was happy, he was just relaxed and a little uncomfortable. He once fantasized that Feng Wan, who was cornered, knelt in front of him and asked him for help. He also thought about it, Feng Wan was moved by the appearance of tears after knowing that he had begged the prince and Wei Ziyang for her sake. Among all the faces, the last thing he wanted to see was Feng Wan, who was still glamorous and luxurious, as if he had never encountered a catastrophe, so light and breezy.

And the riders drew nearer.

Slowly, Wei Ziyang's white horse approached Zhao Jun's carriage. As if sensing his gaze, Feng Wan, who was in Wei Ziyang's arms, turned her head, and she glanced at Zhao Jun's carriage, that glance, clear and bright, like autumn water, was completely peaceful.

Seeing Feng Wan turn around, Zhao Jun's face sank, and he couldn't help but hum softly: "I don't know what to do!" ”

Gradually, the cavalry crossed Zhao Jun and the others and drove towards the street where the Wei Mansion was located......

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