Feng Huanhuan has been in Shuoguo Lanzhou for a year, she only knows that she is now in Lanzhou, the capital of Shuoguo, but she doesn't know where it is, she doesn't know who saved her, and she doesn't know what it was for, she just raised her here.

A year ago, the third prince of Zhou led 10,000 elite cavalry and 20,000 spirit guards, all cavalry, straight to Qingling City, the smooth journey was unbelievable, in just seven days, Beiyuan Mansion was occupied by most of it, if it was not for the prince of Jin State to lead the Pingjing Guard according to the Beihe River, I am afraid that Beiyuan Mansion will fall in the whole territory, and then Zhou State can directly threaten the hinterland of Jin State.

The prestige of the three princes of Zhou was unmatched in Zhou for a while, and the position of the prince of Jin in Jin was also consolidated, and only the injured world of their Qingling City was achieved.

Feng Huanhuan was in Dongjia Town's Dong Mansion at the time, so he escaped the lightning raid of the three princes on Qingling City, Dongjia Town because of the existence of copper mines, there were 2,000 gold troops stationed all year round, and later because Dong Xiang's father continued to be promoted, the size of the garrison also rose to last year's 5,000 troops.

It is precisely because of this that Dongjia Town has become the safest place in Qingling County, but it is only to resist the Zhou army for one day.

Before Dongjiazhen was breached, Dong Xiang's father took Feng Huanhuan on an empty ore ship, saying only that the owner was his friend for many years, and then Feng Huanhuan followed the mine along the Beihe River all the way south to Lanzhou.

When she got off the boat, someone came to pick up Feng Huanhuan, it was two healthy women, they said that they were serving her, but when they got into the carriage, they directly blindfolded Feng Huanhuan's eyes and tied their hands and feet. What Feng Huanhuan didn't see was that the owner of the ship received a piece of Dongwu jade.

All this that Feng Huanhuan just opened his eyes saw was everything he could see in the past year, and Feng Huanhuan hadn't been able to get out of this small courtyard for a year.

The surrounding area of this small courtyard is neither facing the street nor in the downtown area, and it is quiet and quiet every day, which makes people a little lonely.

However, in less than ten days, people came in one after another, first two mothers took care of her front yard, then a little maid who was three years younger than herself took care of her daily life, and finally there were four or five masters who taught her piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

What made Feng Huanhuan blush was that there was also an old woman who taught her how to please men, whether in life or in the boudoir.

After this year, Feng Huanhuan originally wondered if it would be a certain dignitary in Shuo Kingdom who raised her here and cultivated her various abilities, including the affairs of men and women in the boudoir, and treated her as a housewife in the future.

As far as she knew, there were many big names in Jinzhou who liked to do this, including the crown prince of their Jin Kingdom.

But it soon became clear to her that this was not the case.

Because she was taken away again, it was still the same carriage, the same two healthy women, the same blindfold and binding, the same boat, the boat should have gone down the river, at first I thought it was going south to Soochow.

But after walking for less than two days, she was taken into the carriage by two healthy women, and walked staggering for more than ten days, eating, drinking, and lazing in the carriage, and only three hours at night every day when she could untie the blindfold and hemp rope, but the carriage and the windows were locked.

However, Feng Huanhuan can be sure that in the next ten days, they will be on the north, because the weather is getting colder and colder.

At this time, Feng Huanhuan had no idea what to do in the future, since she heard with her own ears that Brother Xiang led troops to rush into Feng's mansion and kill his father. saw Brother Xiang's father killed with his own eyes on the mine ship, and then Brother Xiang watched from the sidelines, and he didn't know who else he could rely on in this world.

This year has been a little too muddy, Feng Huanhuan herself knows it, but she has no way, neither can decide her own fate, nor can she change her current situation, it is better to resign herself to fate.

After more than ten days of travel, Feng Huanhuan and his entourage finally stopped and arrived at their destination, and the two healthy women who had never talked to them along the way also spoke.

"This is Huizhou." This healthy woman was expressionless, but her voice was very good.

"Huizhou Xinyuan Mansion." The other woman had a sinister smile on her face, but her voice was rough.

"You will live here in the future, continue to learn all kinds of skills, diagonally opposite is the place where your lover Dong Xiang runs an errand." So said the woman with facial paralysis.

"The place where Dong Xiang ran an errand is the Lingwang Mansion of the Third Prince of Zhou State, he is a long history." The smiling woman continued.

"If you want to ask for help, be louder, or he may not hear. But we can hear it, and we can give you a taste of it. The healthy woman with facial paralysis kneaded a copper basin next to the door and kneaded her into a copper ball.

"Actually, you don't have to panic, then Dong Xiang regards your father and his father as qualifications, and he won't be too concerned about you in the future, it's better to live here with peace of mind, and my master will find a way out for you in the future." The smiling woman took out Feng Huanhuan's pen, ink, paper, inkstone, qin, and pipa from the cage.

Feng Huanhuan didn't show too much panic, in fact, this year, it was not the first time that these two healthy women threatened her like this, and what they said was right, Brother Xiang may no longer care about himself as much as before, and he is not as unsatisfactory here as he originally thought.

Quietly walked to the desk, unfolded the paper with peace of mind, adjusted the danqing, and began to paint.

The painting is the Lingwang Mansion diagonally opposite, but there is only one outline, and it has not yet been painted.

Feng Huanhuan lived like this, and for another year, the painting has always been like this, not continued to paint, nor was it discarded, but was placed on the desk in front of the window.

Until one day, the Lingwang Mansion hung up a red lantern, which attracted Feng Huanhuan's attention, Feng Huanhuan originally thought that the Lingwang, that is, the third prince, was going to accept a concubine again, and this year, the third prince had already accepted four concubines, and every time.

But after a while, Feng Huanhuan knew that he was wrong, today it was not the third prince who took a concubine, but her brother Xiang to marry.

The third prince is Dong Xiang's lord, so naturally he will congratulate Dong Xiang, and in order to let his capable subordinates marry wives and have face, he is authorized to hold a wedding banquet in the Lingwang Mansion.

Dong Xiang is just a long history, and holding a wedding banquet in the Lingwang Mansion is already overstepping, and he can't use big gifts to decorate the lanterns, but things like red lanterns will definitely not be stingy with him.

Feng Huanhuan looked at his brother Xiang, dressed in a red wedding dress, except that his appearance looked much older than what he had seen before, but his temperament was still the same graceful.

When Dong Xiang took the bride from the wedding sedan chair, Feng Huanhuan was looking straight at the window, although there was a hijab covering the bride's face, but judging from the faint curve under the wedding dress, this bride should be a good-looking woman.

Yes, Brother Xiang is the right-hand man of the third prince, so naturally he will not tell him a bad family matter.

This family affair was done by the three princes as a matchmaker for Dong Xiang, which was told to Feng Huanhuan by the healthy women, and in the year that they lived diagonally opposite the Lingwang Mansion, the healthy women told Feng Huanhuan a lot of things about the three princes.

Feng Huanhuan knew that this was what their master asked them to tell him, but Feng Huanhuan himself was also very interested, or Feng Huanhuan was still very interested in her Brother Xiang, and wanted to know many things about Brother Xiang.

Feng Huanhuan watched Brother Xiang lead the bride into the Spirit King's Mansion, and two crystal tears still flowed on his expressionless face.

These two tears fell on the painting of the Lingwang Mansion on the desk in front of the window, wetting a piece.

Feng Huan was stunned for a while, and when the guests and ministers all entered the Spirit King's Mansion, he finally came back to his senses.

Sit down and use a piece of straw paper to absorb the tears on the painting, and don't wipe it too much, because if you wipe too much, the brush and ink on the painting will be mushy.

After thinking about it carefully, I twisted the brush next to me and continued to paint on it until the lights came on, and it was finally finished.

In the painting, the solemn Lingwang Mansion, the procession to welcome the bride, the red lanterns, the congratulatory guests, the children begging for money, and the groom official who greets the bride.

The characters in the painting have no faces, and Feng Huanhuan looked at the groom and bride in the painting, and unconsciously burst into tears.

After crying for a while, she drew the bride's face with a pen, it was herself, but the groom's face was still blank.

The pen in her hand hung in the air for a long time, and she did not want to draw the face of the groom, as if she did not know whether to love him or hate him.

It's been more than two years, and it's still not clear whether I love him or hate him.

With a long sigh, he threw the brush into the washing pen, put the painting away, and put it in the calligraphy and painting scroll jar next to the desk.

After Dong Xiang got married, in less than three months, Huizhou Xinyuan Mansion opened a very large green building, with a slightly elegant name, Qunfang Pavilion.

Qunfang Pavilion is one of the host green buildings in the Dongwu Huanhua Festival, behind it is the eldest princess of Dongwu Yang Wanrong, Yang Wanrong is the youngest sister of the monarch of Wu Guoguo, the title is Princess Lanluo, her Qunfang Pavilion gathers the beauties of the world, and you can even find the blonde girl in the southwest in her Qunfang Pavilion.

With such a background, there is no big problem if you want to open to Xinyuan Mansion.

And what excites the men of Xinyuan Mansion the most is that the Oiran of Qunfang Pavilion of Xinyuan Mansion is rumored to be the daughter of a high-ranking official of the Jin Kingdom, because she was attacked by the Zhou State and her family was ruined, so she was exiled to Dongwu and was included in the Qunfang Pavilion by Princess Lanluo.

Thinking about this, Princess Lanluo is also very good at doing business, and most of the Qunfang Pavilion opened in Xinyuan Mansion are the concubines of young ladies and concubines of officials who have been convicted or killed by officials of the Jin Kingdom, which is really a good reason to throw money on the men of Xinyuan Mansion who have a feud with Jin Guonai.

The third prince, as a wandering son who can accept four concubines a year, naturally will not miss such a good place, and he is also the first customer of Qunfang Pavilion to open the pavilion.

Feng Huanhuan changed his name to Feng Huanhuan, changing skin and flesh without changing bones, but in the end it is a new identity, and maybe it is also a new Feng Huanhuan.

When Dong Xiang heard the name Feng Huanhuan, he chuckled in his heart, he didn't find Feng Huanhuan in Qingling City, and he had been looking for it, without the slightest clue, only more than 400 pages of parting poems in the box in Feng Huanhuan's room, the same one, written more than 400 times.

At that time, when Dong Xiang saw this box of poems, his heart seemed to be beaten, sitting at the table where Feng Huanhuan writes poems every day, looking at them one by one, every time he looked at them, it seemed that he had been hammered, as if every word and every stroke of every change seemed to be Feng Huanhuan in front of him, with joy, joy, tears and thoughts.

Finally, half a month later, he met Feng Huanhuan himself, or Feng Huanhuan himself, which was the Huanhuan he thought about day and night, but the person in front of him did not match the more than 400 images in his heart, because...

The Feng Huanhuan I saw in the Lingwang Mansion had become the new concubine of the third prince, and her eyes were full of strangeness when she looked at Dong Xiang.

I also had a dark heart,

There was also a spring breeze and jade dew.

And now in another place,

But there is no more emotion.

It's really,

Lovers eventually become strangers.