Chapter Eighty-Fourth, Winning This Woman Wins the World
The sea of wintersweet flowers spreads endlessly, and seems to be more brilliant than the peony, the king of flowers. In winter, all the flowers wither, and only a single flower remains in full bloom.
Being rare always makes people want to own it for themselves.
Feng Chuyang lingered in the plum forest every day for the past few days, lingering in the dark fragrance and unable to let go of the wonderful scenery. The graceful posture of the beauty in the painting has been deeply imprinted in his mind and cannot be removed.
It's not just a man's desire for a woman. For him, women are just playthings. What's more confusing and causing inner excitement is that the plum blossoms bloomed that day, thousands of them, silently and loudly.
Like some ancient legend, or a foreshadowing.
If you get this girl, you will get the world. Knowing that this statement was made up by Prince Wei to ask him to stand up for him, he felt depressed, but he still couldn't help but be troubled by this matter day and night. The more he thought about it, the clearer the figure of the beauty became, and she turned out to be the first
This time, it triggered his yearning for women.
I regret a little. The last time I was in the carriage, I had such a good opportunity within reach, but I let her run away. Now if I really want to kiss Fangze, I'm afraid it won't be much easier than planning a coup.
He really underestimated Young Master Ji Lian and thought he was sure of victory in the Jipal battle. However, with such a huge disparity in military strength, he was easily crushed by Young Master Ji Lian. And precisely because of that battle, the grassland tribes who were previously ready to take action actually adopted a wait-and-see attitude.
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"Third prince, Mu came out to ask for an audience." The servant came to report.
"Ask him to wait for me in the study." Feng Chuyang put his hands behind his back and walked slowly towards the study, still looking solemn and thoughtful.
Mu Chuxiangshi is the Feng Shui master that Feng Chuyang relies on the most. He does have some good deeds. With his presence these years, Feng Chuyang often turns misfortunes into good fortunes, so Feng Chuyang gradually develops a heart of dependence. But few people know that.
, he had a close relationship with the fortune teller Mu Chu, otherwise Prince Wei would not dare to just find someone to fool him.
"I'm late, I hope the Third Prince will forgive me." Mu came out to salute the fortune teller.
The third prince, Feng Chuyang, was deep in thought. He picked up the scroll and unfolded it slowly, as if he was afraid of damaging it: "What is Mu Chu's opinion on this painting?"
Mu Chu Dingqing took a look and lost her voice: "How could the third prince have such a painting?"
"Oh?" Feng Chuyang raised his head and frowned slightly: "Where have you seen Mu Chu before?"
"To be honest, Third Prince, the villain's master also has a painting like this. If the villain's guess is correct, this painting was made by the master." Mu Chu took a step forward, dipped his hand in some tea, and smeared it on a corner of the painting.
, and soon, a secret seal was revealed: "Third Prince, please see, the word 'Fu Lin' is the name of the villain master. He has always used such secret seals."
The name of Master Fu Lin could be said to be unknown to everyone in the current dynasty. This man was good at observing the astronomical phenomena and had profound knowledge. He also lived in seclusion and rarely interacted with others, and Mu Chu was his disciple.
However, this apprentice followed the trend and had extremely poor moral character, so he was expelled from the school by Master Fu Lin.
"Then there is something strange about this painting?" Feng Chuyang heard that this painting was actually made by Master Fu Lin, and the strange scene of Meilin flashed again, making his heart beat fast involuntarily.
"Back to the third prince, I don't dare to lie. With my skill at that time, I couldn't know the mystery of this painting, but I overheard the conversation between my master and senior brother Mu Shan, saying, 'If you get this girl, you will conquer the world.
', This matter must not be spread, otherwise it will cause chaos in the world." Mu Chu respectfully said slowly what he heard from the master, and added a little bit of his own understanding, saying everything he knew, and analyzing it to the three.
The prince listens.
Feng Chuyang rewarded Mu Chu and asked his servant to send him out. At this time, he really fell into deep thought, and even felt guilty towards Prince Wei. He felt deeply that the prince was loyal to him, but he had no reason to doubt his good intentions.
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He asked his servant to find Yan Wuchen, pointed at the beauty in the painting and said, "Manager Yan, does he recognize this woman?"
Yan Wuchen has been following Feng Chuyang since then, and has been managing everything. Although he has tried his best, he can't hide his resentment towards the Ji Lian family. He took over the Yan family and became prosperous. He couldn't even walk in the Cangning area.
He was acting unscrupulously. But now, he was working for someone else. Even though his master had a distinguished status, it was not as satisfying as dominating an area by himself.
Yan Wuchen's eyes scanned the scroll, and he was suspicious. Isn't this the painting he found from Yan Wei'er's room and gave it to Prince Wei? How could it be in the hands of the third prince at this time: "This girl is the concubine of the villain."
My sister's name is Yan Wei'er." He didn't know the reason why the third prince asked him to see the scroll, so he didn't show his likes and dislikes: "I gave her to Prince Wei as a concubine that day, but there was no news about her later.
I am also in an unexpected situation and I will not be able to take care of this woman’s whereabouts in the future.”
"Yan Wei'er?" Feng Chuyang said the name softly, and then looked at the person in the painting, and felt that the person in the painting was even more alive and fragrant. The chance encounter that day suddenly turned into a foreshadowing of life.
, as if it was God's arrangement that allowed him to meet a woman who could help him realize his ambition and dominate the world.
"Third prince, has there been any news about my sister-in-law?" What kind of person is Yan Wuchen? He is good at dealing with powerful people all year round, and he is very good at observing faces. Seeing the third prince's face glowing red, he was thinking carefully, maybe he himself
The opportunity to reach the sky in one step is coming.
"There is news, but it's just bad news." Feng Chuyang said slowly, but his eyes never left the scroll: "Young Master Ji Lian is getting married, and it is Guanshi Yan who is marrying your sister. However, given Guanshi Yan's situation,
, I’m afraid it’s hard to get even the slightest benefit.”
It is not unusual for Young Master Ji Lian to kill the Yan clan. At that time, Prince Wei signed a letter to the court with great fanfare, demanding a thorough investigation of the matter. When the matter was halfway through, Ji Lian's people stopped him and controlled the Yin industry in Kyoto behind the scenes.
The evidence that he obtained huge profits and helped the third prince Feng Chuyang recruit troops was passed to him in a confidential manner.
"Young Master Ji Lian!" Yan Wuchen gritted his teeth. He was in such a miserable state because of this man: "Weier actually wants to marry an enemy? You are really ashamed of the ancestors of the Yan family."
"Guanshi Yan, is there any way to stop your sister's ridiculous behavior?" Feng Chuyang said with a slight smile: "It's strange to say that since I met your sister by chance, I can't let go of my heart. I have been worrying about your sister until now and can't let go. If Guanshi Yan
If you can help this prince achieve his wish in this matter, I will definitely make your sister the prince's concubine. At that time, Manager Yan will be my brother-in-law, and your Yan family will be able to regain its glory soon!"
If he gets this girl, he will get the world. If Feng Chuyang can really get this woman, of course he will comply with God's will and make her the prince's concubine. After he ascends the throne, she will be the empress, and her mother will be honored by the world.
It is hard to violate destiny, Feng Chuyang firmly believes in it.
Yan Wuchen did not expect that Yan Wei'er was destined to be rich and powerful. Young Master Ji Lian and the third prince Feng Chuyang all worshiped under her pomegranate skirt. He only regretted that he had been too cruel and contemptuous towards her, and he was afraid that he would treat her with his brother's
If your identity appears, you will only encounter unexpected events.
He was inexplicably frightened towards Young Master Ji Lian, but he still couldn't resist the temptation of saying, "The Yan family will regain its glory, just around the corner." He felt like he was about to burst out, even if he racked his brains, he still wanted to kill Yan Wei'er.
Give it to the third prince.
On the other side is a light gauze tent and a brocade quilt with soft pillows.
Yan Weier was wearing soft and delicate silk pajamas, which were smooth, clean and fragrant. She curled up her body and put her hand on her forehead.
This was not the first time she had a splitting headache. There was such a bright flashing scene, she was wearing a red wedding dress and sitting on the wedding sedan. She felt that it was painful at that time. There was no joy of getting married, she just cried bitterly.
For some reason, the wedding sedan was split open, and a bright sword stabbed straight at her. But she didn't die. The sword cut off her headdress like a poisonous snake, and her long black hair spread out instantly. She just sat there.
He looked pitiful in the wedding sedan that had been hacked to pieces.
Yan Wei'er was very afraid of the bright red wedding sedan. She didn't know if it was an illusion or a fragment of her past experience. Waves of heartbreaking headaches hit her, and she was dripping with sweat, even the pillow was wet.
Late at night, she always held back. She was afraid that there would be too much noise and would disturb other people's rest, especially Jilian Bino, who was next door. If there was any slight movement, he would get up and see her. After a while, it was still most of the night, and then in the morning
He has to go out very early in the morning and come back very late at night.
He felt sorry for her, but in fact, she felt sorry for him too. So she endured it, biting her lip almost to the point of breaking the skin.
But extremely confused.
She had been married before? But why did Ji Lian Bino say it was never done? Didn't she marry Ji Lian Bino at that time? How could that be possible? Yan Wei'er was frightened by her own thoughts and was terrified.
Not long after she woke up, Jilian Bino appeared. As soon as he came, he said that he was her husband. So she also believed that he was her husband. Whether they were married or not was not important. What was important was that he was hers.
In the past, everything she had had was related to him.
So it is only natural that she should be his woman.
But inexplicably, she was sitting on the sedan chair, but she was not getting married to Jilian Bino. Who was holding that shining sword to kill her?
Yan Wei'er was in a daze, tossing and turning, tossing and tossing until dawn before she gradually fell asleep. After oversleeping, it was noon. The third son of Qin left, and Ji Lianbinuo also went out. In the whole courtyard, there was no one who could talk.
It's my mother and Jasmine.
After she washed up, she ate something in a hurry, and then went to Mrs. Liu's room.
All these confusions made her restless. She suddenly realized that amnesia was not a disease on the surface, it was just that she could not remember all the things and people she had experienced.
But it is undoubtedly fatal. It is like a rope that is suffocating. Just like the big sedan chair, it always flashes in her mind... Of course, this is just the beginning. She believes that there will be other scenes in the future.
Come to mind...
The room where Mrs. Liu lives is bright and elegant. The window is open at this time, and the branches are swaying in the wind outside the window. They have not yet fully sprouted new buds, but are just light green and lovely.
The room has the same brocade quilt and tent, giving it a very soft atmosphere.
"Mother, have I ever been married before?" Yan Wei'er asked very directly. There is no need to beat around the bush with her mother.
Mrs. Liu was startled by her question and looked outside the door with lingering fear. The future young mistress of Ji Lian's family was going to get married soon. How could she let her servants know about these messy things and how they would affect Ji Lian's family?