Looking around the world, I saw that everything I could was broken walls and scorched earth. The magnificent and solemn Qijiazhuang no longer existed. The tragic situation of corpses everywhere made the viewer feel like he was in a scene like a purgatory on earth at that time.

"Han Yuting, he is such a bastard, so crazy." The young and elegant man wearing a green long gown and holding a folding fan changed his previous image and cursed angrily.

"Hmph, if it weren't for that person's acquiescence, Han Yuting would have some concerns about this matter." The rust-red clothes on the man with a rough face should have a strange feeling, but they made him wear the heroic spirit of a hero in the world. "Our elegant military advisor Chihua said swearing in a rare case in a century. Instead of showing off his verbally, it would be better to find that person and Han Yuting to avenge Qijiazhuang."

"You have the ability, aren't you known as the cold blade sealing throat in the world? You're just talking about it here." Chihua said contemptuously after hearing this.

"Hmph, that's better than you, a young white-faced person who can't stand shoulders."

"Qinghe, Chihua, do you think, are there really no one to survive?" The two people quarreling heard that their highness had lost their usual calmness and nobility. For the first time, they were filled with deep worries and confusion. They immediately looked at the handsome purple back with worried eyes, "Your Highness, don't worry, Qijiazhuang has a century-old foundation after all, and no one to survive in the world is probably a rumor."

"She is so smart, and with her parents who love her, her brother will protect her! Yes! She must be fine." Her slender fingers turned white and she held the butterfly hairpin hard. After a while, a trace of blood was flowing down from her fingers, but he didn't care about it. He just looked at the tragic situation in front of him and murmured to himself, "Yun'er, you will be fine."

"Qinghe, Chihua, you can take people to the forbidden area of ​​Qijiazhuang to see if you can find anything. Go quickly!" As if thinking of something, your eyes lit up and shouted loudly at your two left and right arms, "Forget it, I'll go in person."

The trees were lush and the sound of birds singing, the scene in front of me gradually overlapped with the scene in Feng Chenyao's childhood memory. He closed his eyes and gently stroked the butterfly hairpin with his hands. He seemed to remember the glutinous and worried voice again, "Little brother, how could you run to the forbidden area of ​​Qijiazhuang? Oh! Your legs are bleeding, and you don't hurt or be afraid, Yun'er gives you candy."

I remember that I was only twelve or thirteen years old at that time. It is said that the descendants of the Tian family were more mature than those of ordinary children of the same age, and Feng Chenyao of that age was no exception.

That year, the third princes in the court had a dispute with the two parties of the emperor. The third prince was ambitious and was bewitched by his subordinates and assassinated the prince many times. As a last resort, Feng Chenyao was sent to his grandfather's Zhijiao Fuyan Taoist by the emperor and empress. On the one hand, in order to cover up his eyes and to let him learn his skills, he could finally have the power of the world.

These are all later stories. At that time, for the young Feng Chenyao, he suddenly changed from a prince of the Eastern Palace who had to be flirted with and had to do everything himself to change the identity of Taoist Fu Yan, who had to do everything himself, and he could not adapt to it at that time.

Feng Chenyao was not used to it at the first time. While Taoist Fu Yan was out, he sneaked out of Kongsang Mountain, but was found to be killed by the third prince's dead soldiers. While hiding and running, he accidentally fell into the valley. The pain of despair spread throughout his body. When he thought that he might never see his father and mother again, he was rescued by Qi Ruoyun, who also ran to the forbidden area of ​​his villa because of playing.

The pain on the legs eroded the nerves, and the face was poked by unknown things, and opened their eyes in annoyance and anxiety. Looking around weakly, the eyes were filled with two small braids, a light pink butterfly hairpin, and a pink jacket, looking at his little girl with a chubby face.

She poked her face curiously with her fingers, and suspicious liquid flowed out of the corner of her mouth, and she was still saying to herself, "It looks dirty, but this face is so fun to poke, soft and smooth. Oh, if it is hairy, it might feel like rhubarb."

"Dahuang?! It sounds like a dog's name. I am a dignified prince after all. Even if I am dirty, I can't compare it like this." Feng Chenyao heard the little girl talking to herself, regardless of her injured leg, and jumped up in anger. "How can you, little girl, speak? I, the prince of Li, want to talk to Dahuang."

"Hahaha, I'm awake!" The little girl in the pink jacket clapped her hands and said happily, "Little brother, how could you run to the forbidden area of ​​Qijiazhuang? Oh! Your legs are bleeding, and you don't hurt or be afraid. Yun'er gives you candy. Yun'er just gave you candy, and the little brother wakes up."

Hearing this, Feng Chenyao's anger disappeared inexplicably. He looked at Qi Ruoyun with a bright smile in front of him and said harshly, "Hey, little girl, what's your name? This palace, my name is Feng Chenyao. Did you give me the candy just now? What candy?"

"My name is Qi Ruoyun. My parents and brother both call me Yun'er. My little brother is about to sit down, your legs are bleeding." As he said that, he helped Feng Chenyao sit down and took out a white jade bottle from his arms, "It's this candy."

After hearing what she said, she felt the wound on her leg hurt. After sitting down, she took the bottle and opened it. Looking at the only one pill left inside, she smelled the pharmacological knowledge she learned from Taoist Fu Yan, and then she knew that the medicine was extraordinary.

Looking at Qi Ruoyun squatting in front of him, pretending to be a mediocre person and bandaging his wounds with a serious look, Feng Chenyao's heart said, "You save my life today, and when I have my own power in the future, I will protect you for the rest of my life!"

"Little girl, didn't your parents tell you the effect of the medicine in this bottle?" Feng Chenyao looked at Qi Ruoyun who bandaged his wound and asked, shaking the bottle.

Qi Ruoyun raised her head, thought for a while, and said happily: "My father said that the candy in this bottle can save Yun'er's life when she is in danger. Fortunately, my parents didn't lie to me, so you woke up after eating it."

"There are only two here! You and I don't know each other, so why do you take such a precious medicine? Are you afraid that you will lose it when you want to use it in the future?"

"Not afraid, if you don't wake up, Yun'er will be ready to let the little brother eat another one. My parents will protect me and I won't use it."

"Why is this?" Feng Chenyao looked at her with a complicated expression after hearing this.

Qi Ruoyun looked at Feng Chenyao seriously for a while and said happily: "Oh, it should be because you are good-looking! Yes, it's better than my brother."

At that time, he was young, and he didn't know that it was a feeling of rooting in his heart at a glance, called love, but simply thought that he was trying to repay kindness.

It was not until ten years later, when he now had his own power and an unshakable position that after hearing what Qijiazhuang encountered, he felt like a knife was cut inside. It was only because of his gratitude and gratitude that he gradually took root and sprouted.

Finally, Taoist Fu Yan found Feng Chenyao and said goodbye to Qi Ruoyun under his prayer. When he parted, he gave Qi Ruoyun an orchid jade pendant on his body and carved the word Qi on it. Qi Ruoyun gave the butterfly hairpin on his head as a return gift to Feng Chenyao.

The morning mist was covered with mountain streams, and the courtyard surrounded by bamboo was covered with shade. The dewdrops over the night emitted a faint bamboo fragrance. The courtyard paved with bluestone was surrounded by bluestone. An old man with silver hair was holding his arms and taking a nap. His pet was quietly accompanying his master on the stone bench next to him.

The winding path outside the courtyard gate extends to the distant mountain stream that cannot be seen. A shallow bamboo fragrance rushes to the nose. Qi Ruoyun pushed the door out. Her injuries were not healed. She was still weak and leaned against the door frame with perseverance. She looked at the scene in front of her with a pale face. She was infected by the indifferent and peaceful atmosphere of the old man facing her. She slowly closed her eyes, and the blood-colored scene that was played back in her mind gradually stopped restlessness.

"Since I'm awake, I'll leave quickly after recovering from my injuries. There is no bloody person left in the Youming River." Grandma Posa opened her eyes when she heard the sound of the door opening behind her, stood up and gently patted the dust that did not exist on her clothes, and hugged the little fox beside her in her arms."

Looking at the back of the grandmother Posa who was full of silver hair and full of energy, Qi Ruoyun felt an impulse in her heart to ask her to be a teacher. Her brain and mouth were thinking at the same time, and her weak words blurted out. Senior, I am already homeless, so I ask Senior to accept me as my disciple."

The figure who was about to leave was slightly paused and did not stop, but the old voice sounded in the air: "Old man is already a person who stepped into the coffin with one foot, and has no ability. If you really want to learn the skills, it is better to recover your wounds as soon as possible and go out to find a master who is suitable for you."

"If Grandma Posa has no ability, then there are still a few people in the world who dare to regard themselves as powerful and powerful. I will not give up." Looking at the back gradually leaving, she covered her painful chest with her hands and shouted loudly. Suddenly, she felt that the clothes under her feet were being pulled by something. She lowered her head and saw that it was a little fox with blue fur and red color, Puff, why not follow up." Hearing this voice, the little fox was reluctant to look at her and ran towards her master.

In the Kyoto Palace

The Qinzheng Hall was shrouded in a suffocating atmosphere of oppression. Chen Huang Feng Lintian, who was sitting on the dragon chaise in the hall, looked coldly at Han Yuting, who was standing in the middle of the hall wearing court uniforms and calm and composed. Cao Quan, who was standing next to the emperor, looked at the attitude of the superior at this time, and secretly winked at Han Yuting when the emperor was not paying attention.

"Qijiazhuang is now destroyed, but Qingxuan Order still has no whereabouts. Han Aiqing, how should you explain to me at this time?" Out of the urgency of Qingxuan Order, Feng Lintian took the lead in speaking: "Hmph, it seems that Han Cheng didn't care much about Concubine Yao. Cao Quan, I heard that the Washing Clothes Bureau has not had enough manpower in the past two days."

"Your Majesty, I'm a lie..." Cao Quan was shocked when he heard Feng Lintian's words, and leaned down and spoke.

"Haha, the emperor is too anxious. Now it's only a few days. Qingxuan Order has been very involved. It is also something that the owner of Qijiazhuang has to protect from the time when Taizu gave it to him." Han Yuting narrowed his peach blossom eyes, and a perfect smile on his slightly feminine face. He didn't know where to look. He paused slightly, "Since I can destroy Qijiazhuang because of Qingxuan Order, no matter where this token is now, even if I destroy a Qijiazhuang, I will find it for the emperor. At that time, I hope the emperor will not break his promise."

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