Ye Fuxun covered his head in pain and rolled his eyes at Ji Nanbei, "It hurts a lot." He took the candied fruit Ji Nanbei handed him and put it in his mouth, then said, "In a few days, I want to leave the capital and go to
Bian Nan looks at Li'er."
Ji Nanbei snorted coldly, "You can walk as long as you can."
"With you here, what should I be afraid of?" Ye Fuxun picked up another piece of cut apple and was about to put it into his mouth. Ji Nanbei coughed heavily and reached out to grab it. "Don't eat it!" He said and ate it by himself gracefully.
Standing up, Ye Fuxun looked at him longingly, sighed deeply, and then said, "I heard that there are wonderful scenery in Lingwu Mountain in June. We can take the official road to Lingwu Mountain first, and then after enjoying the wonderful scenery
, we changed the water route to Maoyi. We kept listening to the girl from Ling'an saying that Maoyi has beautiful scenery and many snacks. We can try some. Then we changed the route and went to Luoshui. After settling Su'er, we went to Jiangnan.
Wouldn’t it be nice to enjoy tea, stop and go, eat and drink, play and enjoy the scenery?”
"The way you're walking, I guess you won't be able to reach Biannan." Ji Nanbei struck mercilessly, but Ye Fuxun didn't care at all, "Does it mean that you can't go anywhere? After all, this is just a life.
I will order people to prepare it tomorrow."
"Hey, you are planning to take a quick trip." Wen Yan arrived at some unknown time and stood at the window looking at her with a smile, "Take me with you."
"And me." Princess Ling'an ran in casually dressed in a young servant's outfit. She accidentally fell down and quickly got up and walked to Ye Fuxun. "Take me with you too, I want to play too."
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"Look at you, you still look like a girl." Ye Fuxun looked at Princess Ling'an up and down, "It's okay to follow me. Anyway, I plan to go to Maoyi, so I can send you back in person for Hou.
I, your concubine, will discipline you well."
"Sister Ye!" Princess Ling'an stamped her foot and said childishly, "You can't do this to me, my mother-in-law will break my legs."
Seeing Princess Ling'an's furious look, Ye Fuxun couldn't help but burst into laughter, and then told Qing Ruo to prepare dinner, "You all should stay for dinner, and I'll also accept the gifts."
"What gift?" Everyone was confused.
"I'm moving into a new house, and you haven't given me a moving gift yet." Ye Fuxun said confidently, her beautiful eyebrows slightly frowned, as if thousands of ants were gnawing in her body, "Okay, okay, if you haven't prepared a gift, hurry up.
Go back and get ready, otherwise, you won’t even be able to enter my snow studio.”
"Let me tell you, Ah Xun's food is not that delicious." Wen Yan said, tapping Ye Fu Xun's forehead, "Wait a minute, I'll buy you a gift. I heard that Xinghua Village has a good one again.
I'll buy you two jars of wine..." Before he could finish his words, Ye Fuxun picked up the soft pillow next to him and threw it over, and Wen Yan ran out with a smile.
After everyone left, Ye Fuxun was relieved. She stumbled into the room and closed the door. There was already a small amount of frost on her face and hair. She tremblingly opened the medicine Ji Nanbei gave her.
bottle, poured out a dark red pill, swallowed it directly, curled up, and hid in a corner, waiting for the toxins in the body to gradually calm down. His hair was soaked with sweat, and a strand of black hair stuck to his skin.
Ye Fuxun saw her pale face in the bronze mirror, her eyes were lifeless, and she was so embarrassed. She couldn't help but laugh. Ye Fuxun, Ye Fuxun, you have fallen to this level again. Who are you?
What evil have you done?
Prince Ziling's Mansion.
A lonely figure sat on the steps of Bieyi Pavilion, motionless, staring blankly at the bright moon in the sky. Ye Fuxun didn't give him any time to react. He still got the news from the subordinates.
What he learned from his mouth was that he clearly loved Murong. Why was he so sad and lonely when Ye Fuxun left him? A sudden warmth came over his shoulders, and Song Hanzhuo turned around in surprise. The face that caught his eyelids was not the one he wanted to see.
"Brother A'Zuo, it's late at night and it's easy to catch a cold." Murong sat down next to Song Hanzhuo and pulled the wound on her leg. She took a breath slightly because of the pain, looked at Song Hanzhuo and comforted, "Brother A'Zuo, if you can't let go of the princess and sister,
, just go and invite her back, Rong'er won't mind."
Song Hanzhuo's heart moved, looking at Murong's clean and pure face, he put his arms around her and said, "No, I'm just not used to it for a while."
Murong rested his head on Song Hanzhuo, covering all his expressions, except that the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise. Ye Fuxun, it doesn't matter how powerful you are, now brother A'zhuo is different from me.
A sharp horse's neigh cut through the night sky, and a man in black wearing a bamboo hat, holding a long sword with a cold light, lowered his head and blocked the carriage.
"Who?!" Xie Zeyi squinted his eyes and looked at the person blocking his way. This person's anger was too strong, and it seemed that he was coming with bad intentions.
"Xuanxiao Pavilion." As the man in black slashed his sword, Xie Zeyi's bodyguards rushed forward to fight, but were killed in less than two moves. Xie Zeyi turned around to comfort the pregnant Ye Yunshang, "Wait a minute.
Don't make a sound here." He turned around, took out his sword, blocked the carriage, and asked loudly, "My Xie family has never had any grievances with Xuanxiao Pavilion, why do you force me to this point?"
"Let's ask Young Master Xie about the good deeds he has done!" After saying that, he did not talk nonsense to Xie Zeyi and raised his sword. Xie Zeyi's martial arts skills were far inferior to that of the man in black. He could no longer resist within ten moves and had already been hit several times.
The sword even pierced his body. The man in black took advantage of the situation to seal his meridians and fed him a pill to make him weak. Then he walked to the carriage and opened the curtain. There was nothing inside.
one person.
"I almost let this one run away." A smiling voice came from not far behind the carriage, and Fu Yiyue was seen standing not far away with a big-bellied Ye Yunshang in his hand, looking at the man in black with a smile and said,
"Li Ying, how are you going to thank me?"
The man in black named Li Ying didn't seem to hear Fu Yiyue's words. He tapped Ye Yunshang's acupuncture points, threw the two of them into the carriage, raised his whip, and drove towards the capital.
Ye Fuxun was poisoned, so Ye Xiuan naturally wanted to conduct a thorough investigation. In addition to Murong, he also found Xie Zeyi and Ye Yunshang, so he sent a letter to Li Ying on the way to the capital to intercept the two people.
"It's really rude." Fu Yiyue asked for trouble. He rubbed his nose and jumped on the carriage. He didn't want to run back. The Xie family is now guilty of Xuanxiao Pavilion's Ye Xiu'an. It's all over.
"Master, you're up so late at night, why did you call your subordinates down?" Shan Ying looked at Ye Xiu'an, who was standing in the yard with his hands behind his hands, with misty eyes. The bright moonlight fell on him,
Like a banished immortal who doesn't eat fireworks from the world, Shanying knows his master's temperament best. His appearance is very deceptive, and he is full of bad intentions. At this time, he doesn't know whose bad ideas he is playing. He still needs to be careful.
It's wonderful, so that you don't know when you hit the muzzle of the gun again, and you don't know how you died.
"Of course I couldn't sleep, so I came to see you."
Shan Ying wants to cry but has no tears. Even though you are the boss, can you not say such things that disturb other people's dreams so confidently? This will make him unable to help but commit the above, which is unfaithful and unjust.
"What's on your mind, Master?" Shanying accepted his fate. It seemed like he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight. He yawned and sat on a stone bench nearby. Ye Xiuan also lifted up his robe and sat down, picking up a teacup.
, poured himself a cup of tea without saying a word. It happened every time. Shanying was used to it. Every time Ye Xiuan was in a bad mood or had something on his mind, he would come to him. If he had a fight,
That's because he was in a bad mood. If he sat in the yard without saying a word, it was because he had something on his mind. He just sat with him. Anyway, he wouldn't say it himself. Even if he asked, with Ye Xiu'an's temperament, he would
He couldn't tell. So Shanying was thinking about whether to go back and sit with the old man with some dried fruit cakes.
But Shanying was a little lucky today. On the way to get dried fruits, he met Wen Yan, who was also unable to sleep. He was walking in the garden holding a lantern. He suddenly had an idea and said with a smile, "Miss Wen, why haven't you rested yet?"
ah?"
Wen Yan covered her stomach and said, "Qingruo's cooking is really good. I ate too much tonight and accumulated food." Wen Yan's stomach had been bloated since returning from Xuezhai, and the weather was sultry, so she had to eat.
Walking in the garden with a lantern, I saw Shanying dressed in inner clothes and simply wearing a coat outside, and asked, "It's so late, where are you going?"
Shanying sighed and said helplessly, "Go and get some jars of wine."
"What are you drinking in the middle of the night? Are you broken in love?"
"It wasn't me who drank, it was the pavilion master who drank. He wanted to drink away his sorrows," Shanying said.
"Drinking to drown his sorrows? What worries him?" Wen Yan asked. In her impression, Ye Xiu'an was a typical handsome young man. Although he was a bit cold, he was neither cold nor hot to anyone. He was drinking to drown his sorrows.
She had never seen a sad Ye Xiu'an before, and she suddenly thought, "Drinking is harmful to your health. Where is your pavilion master? I'll go and give you some advice." Shanying was secretly happy and pointed to her yard towards Ye Fuxun.
, and then said, "Miss Wen Yan, I leave the master of the pavilion to you." After saying that, he greased his feet and fled. Wen Yan just turned around and lost sight of the figure, and followed the direction pointed by Shanying.
In the yard, she saw Ye Xiu'an sitting on a stone bench in the yard with his back to her, his sleeves fluttering in the night breeze. He was really like an immortal.
When Ye Xiuan heard the footsteps, he didn't think it was Shanying. Because the person who came had no internal strength, he naturally didn't need to take it to heart. "Who is it?" Ye Xiuan asked lightly. Hearing a crisp laugh behind him, he turned around and saw Wen Wen.
Yan was wearing a cloak and standing in the gauze-like moonlight, laughing so hard that the flowers were trembling, but there was an indescribable artistic conception.