The sunset at dusk on October 23rd was particularly gorgeous, and the temperature of the sun was much softer in the approaching autumn. Four eagles stood in the courtyard, surrounded by green trees, and occasionally you could hear the chirping of birds and night insects.
, like a warm and soft atmosphere.【】
Zhong Haoyu sat under a tree on one side, covering his face with his hands and saying nothing. He has been like this since he learned about Zhong Qingye's situation at Siyingkou, but now, no one is in the mood to comfort him
.
The red eagle followed the golden ball in the sky, turning yellow little by little, and finally staggered to the west like a twilight old man. Large swaths of clouds floated in the deep blue sky, dyed brilliantly by the afterglow of the setting sun.
The brocade silk, red, purple and eye-catching.
When you have something on your mind, it seems that time will change with your thoughts. Sometimes it is too slow for people to bear, and sometimes it is so fast that it makes people feel annoyed. It is not enough, but the sun setting in the west disappears faster, almost in the blink of an eye.
In a matter of seconds, the entire orange-red fruit disappeared on the top of the distant mountains.
The night is like a passionate and vocal artist, using its thick brush to paint those dazzling colors with light gray layer by layer, making them dim a little bit, and finally disappear into the edge of the night.
In the distance, a dim yellow candlelight dimly lit up, flickering in the dark night, like a spying eye.
That day, it finally got dark.
The moon failed to live up to Ren Yake's expectations. Its brilliance was extremely dim and spread hazily around, as if it was covered with a layer of gray gauze. The whole sky was gloomy and gray, and the bright stars of the past were all gone.
Looking around, the whole world is filled with the same despair.
Feng Jin appeared at the door of the courtyard from a distance, with a sound of bright white clothes that dazzled the eyes. All the moonlight seemed to be concentrated on him. In the dim night, he was like an immortal in the moon.
He held a white porcelain orchid jade bowl in his hand. The body of the bowl was eight-tenths full of black potion. It had not yet cooled down, but there was a slight steam swirling around it.
Seeing that he had arrived, the four eagles were united in their hearts. They all turned around and glanced at the jade bowl in his hand. Their eyes were indescribably complicated.
Finally it's time to choose.
Feng Jin didn't care about them either. His eyes were like the gentle moonlight, and he lightly swept across the room, which was no different from when he left. He raised his eyebrows slightly and started to walk towards the room.
Bai Ying dodged and stopped in front of him. His indescribable awe for Feng Jin made his tone hard to hide. "The prince hasn't come out yet, please wait a little longer."
"If he doesn't come out in a lifetime, then do I have to wait a lifetime?" Feng Jin retorted, her tone elegant but with hidden edge.
"Why are you so heartless? It's enough to propose such a choice, why don't you even give the prince more time?" Black Eagle was furious and rebuked loudly. "You are still a doctor, don't you care about the parents of doctors?
Don’t you know?”
"I don't have any parental feelings." Feng Jin's expression was indifferent, more like stagnant water. "I only know that it was your prince who asked me to help. If it weren't for Ah Qing, this prince's palace would be a golden treasure. I
I don’t even care.”
Although what he said was true, it was extremely harsh to the ears of the four eagles. All four of them had a look of anger on their faces and stared at him eagerly.
Feng Jin was not to be outdone, her eyes were light but she never gave in.
Just when the two parties were coming and going and the smoke filled the air, the door creaked and was opened.
The five people all raised their eyes and aimed at the man standing at the door.
It had only been a day, but Qi Mo seemed to have aged ten years. His pupils were dark, and the whites of his eyes were covered with crooked red bloodshot threads. His face was pale, and his hands hung down on both sides of his body, and they opened naturally.
The fingers showed a posture that wanted to grasp but could not grasp anything.
Feng Jin walked up and asked indifferently: "Have you made your choice?"
Qi Mohao's blood-colored lips were dry and cracked, and they were extremely depressed. He pursed his lips consciously, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't. His eyes swept over the dark potion in Feng Jin's hand, and his pupils suddenly
Enlarged, trembling, and quickly retracted.
Feng Jinsheng sneered and walked past him straight into the house.
Even if Qi Mo didn't say anything, he would still know his choice.
I just didn't expect...the dignified Prince Rui to be as desperate as he is now.
The saying "Feng Shui takes turns" is indeed true.
"Your Majesty..." Si Ying surrounded Qi Mo, looking at his exhausted appearance that seemed to be on the verge of collapse. He couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. After calling out, he couldn't say anything.
Qi Mo took a long breath, forcing himself to suppress all his exposed emotions. He took four or five deep breaths before calming down slightly.
The corners of the lips were slightly cracked, and the bright red color covered the pale white, which was extremely shocking.
"Listen, today's matter needs to be kept secret. Tell all the servants in the palace that the princess's child was frightened by falling into the water and had a miscarriage. As for Qingye's specific situation, you know what to do."
Qi Mo's eyes glanced over like a cold knife, and Si Ying was slightly startled. He lowered his head and said, "This subordinate knows."
Qi Mo turned his eyes again, his pupils were a little confused, looking at the hazy moon in the distance, seeming to be commanding but also talking to himself, he murmured in a tone: "Qingye can't be pregnant again, we can't let anyone
Know, especially herself."
Si Ying lowered his head and did not dare to say a word.
"The rumors outside the mansion have disappeared. How about the Rongbei Plain? What is Qi Mu doing?"
Qi Mo asked lightly, his hands habitually behind his back. It seemed that in an instant, he changed from the frustrated man back to the high-spirited Prince Rui, with all his emotions buried, as if they had never appeared before.
Alas... Your Majesty...
Hong Ying sighed deeply in his heart, then quickly calmed down his emotions, and said seriously: "There is nothing unusual over the plains. The people we sent have already met up with Shangguan Ning of the Southern Song Dynasty. As soon as the time comes, we will sign a contract with him.
The alliance guarantees our rear protection. As for Qi Mu, according to the news from the palace, Fu Yan seems to be mobilizing his secret guards to head towards the Rongbei Plain."
"Qi Mu is not a fool. He knows why the Rongbei area is resisting taxes and not paying taxes. Sooner or later, he will know about our connection with Shangguan Ning. What you have to do is to speed up and make sure to confirm Shangguan Ning's attitude before he intervenes.
Over at the palace, more manpower should be deployed to pay attention."
"yes."
"Besides..." Qi Mo's eyes suddenly became sharp, revealing bone-gnawing hatred, and he said word by word: "Tread down the pond in the yard! Don't leave even a drop of water!"