The boat sailed to Dongyue City and approached the shore. After sailing out of the jurisdiction of Jilianbeno, Feng Chuyang felt relieved. For more than ten days, he had been depressed.
After Feng Chuyang received the battle report, almost all the people sent to attack the ranch were wiped out. But after Jilian Bino learned that Yan Wei'er was missing, he did not become a mess as he expected. He even went to the ranch in person the next day.
Went to the raided ranch to reward the soldiers.
There was no particularly strict search at each checkpoint. Could it be that after they got married, Jilian Bino no longer cared about Yan Weier's whereabouts?
He took the lead in launching a sneak attack, which was a road of no return. From then on, Ji Lian's family and the imperial court were bound to be at odds. But he didn't care. And his father...may be lingering in the gentle countryside, unwilling to leave.
He had many opportunities to kill his father and then sit in that long-awaited position, but in this case, the court would definitely be in chaos and uncontrollable. The world was already full of wars, and it was more likely that many unknown rebel armies would emerge.
, will retaliate against him under the guise of avenging his father.
The history of previous dynasties is too numerous to mention.
When he was in a dilemma, Xian Xuezhi came. They reached an agreement: she promised to keep the emperor from going to court early every day, and he sent troops north of the Yue River on her behalf to wipe out Jilian.
When she said this, she gritted her teeth, even biting the skin of her mouth, and a little blood oozed out.
Feng Chuyang laughed: "How can you be so sure that your father will not go to court early? My father has long passed the age of nostalgia for women's looks. What's more, although you are beautiful, Xian Xuezhi, you are not as beautiful as my father in the palace."
A woman is really nothing."
Unexpectedly, Xian Xuezhi raised her eyes, and there was endless coldness in her eyes: "If Yan Wei'er hadn't caused trouble, Ji Lianbienuo would have been destroyed in my hands." She used the word "destroy", and Feng Chu heard it.
Yang spreads throughout the body and produces cold.
Feng Chuyang didn't remember what the slender snow branches were doing at that time. He only remembered that the beauty he had been thinking about day and night suddenly walked out of the painting. Her clothes fell off one by one, and her smile seduced him lightly, making him confused to the point of thinking.
The realm of death.
When he woke up, on the bed, the slender snow-covered tree was clinging to him. He suddenly understood why she told him so confidently that she could control the emperor not to go to court early.
She can actually do the legendary beauty fantasy.
She doesn't rely on her looks to seduce men, but instead brings out the woman he longs for in his heart, making her extremely happy.
Every man should have such a weakness in his heart.
Feng Chuyang didn't have such a weakness in the past, but now he does. He agreed to Xian Xuezhi's covenant. This was no harm to him. He originally wanted to capture Ji Lian first, and then make other plans.
Recovering territory should start with Ji Lian. In addition to territory, there are also women.
Feng Chuyang sent Xian Xuezhi into the palace in the name of a palace maid. From then on, she stayed in bed every night and made trouble with the palace. The emperor never went to the palace of his concubines again, nor did he go to court in the morning. Feng Chuyang was also preparing for the season of sending troops.
Continuous preparation.
In this matter, he saw the terrible thing about a woman. If she can't get her, she will be destroyed. She hated Quilenbino to the extreme.
Dongyue City is a relatively peaceful place with extremely windy and sandy weather and not rich supplies, but it is the only way to connect to the outside of the Great Wall from the east.
Yan Wei'er was placed in Dongyue City, which no one could have imagined.
In such a barren land, there are still luxurious mansions, guarded by soldiers and horses. But they will not show off the mountains and dew water, and make a big fanfare to call the world. This is his mansion of Feng Chuyang.
"Yang Mansion". This is the plaque hanging on the red lacquer door.
Yan Wei'er held up her skirt and calmly got out of the carriage with Jasmine's support. The bright sun soaked in wind and sand made her eyes sting. She took medicine for more than ten days, but not only did she not get better, but she also suffered from dizziness at any time.
He was vomiting and was so weak that he could not stand upright.
Feng Chuyang jumped off the tall horse and stretched out his hand to help her. Jasmine turned her face away in anger, while Yan Weier avoided his hand, her eyes were calm, neither sad nor happy.
They entered a villa, which was very quiet. The house was not old and had been recently renovated.
"How long are you going to keep me locked up here?" This was the first thing Yan Wei'er said to Feng Chuyang after entering the house.
"You don't have to say it so harshly. Such a luxurious detention?" Feng Chuyang was used to her hostility and didn't feel dissatisfied.
"You seem to be at peace with kidnapping other people's wives." Yan Weier's voice was as usual, with a calm tone and a slightly cold tone.
"In my heart, you have never been someone else's wife." Feng Chuyang had spent so much time discussing a woman here: "Before you got married..."
"Okay!" Yan Weier interrupted him, not wanting to hear his ramblings: "What do you think, I'm not interested. But everyone who is with me must live here with me."
"You ask too much." Feng Chuyang neither refused nor answered directly.
"Of course, this is my right. If you force me to a place where I don't want to be, I will naturally have a favorable position." Yan Wei'er supported her body and stood in the empty yard. The entourage, Xiao Wu, mother and son were all
Don't know where it went.
"You seem to have forgotten that I have the final say here." Feng Chuyang teased her deliberately.
Yan Wei'er fought back, refusing to give in: "If all you want is a corpse, you can have the final say." She knew his purpose and was determined to do so.
Feng Chuyang shook his head slightly: "This can only be done once and never again. If you use it too much, it will no longer work."
Yan Wei'er looked up and saw endless sand and dust flying in the sunlight, and her eyes were so confused that they were almost pitch black. She staggered while standing, then fell down suddenly, scaring Jasmine so much that she screamed: "Madam! Madam!"
Yan Wei'er reluctantly opened her eyes and said feebly: "From today on, we will stop taking the medicine." After saying that, she closed her eyes and remained motionless. Along with a violent cough, a trace of bright red blood suddenly flowed out from the corner of her mouth.
Feng Chuyang said in a deep voice: "Zhu Xing, Zhou Li, bring people here." There was a trace of helplessness on his face. He was defeated so quickly after a quarrel: "Take good care of your body, otherwise, you just need to die.
None of these people can survive."
"With your style, I believe you can do it." Yan Weier replied coldly with her eyes closed.
The person was quickly brought into the yard. Xiao Wu rushed over, knelt on the ground, and supported Yan Wei'er with Jasmine and shouted: "Miss Wei! Miss Wei..." His mother was nursed back to health by Yan Wei'er.
, has recovered very well, and he regards Miss Wei as a god.
Feng Chuyang turned around to leave. As soon as he reached the semicircular doorway made of bricks, he heard Yan Weier shout: "Feng Chuyang..." After that, he coughed again and couldn't breathe for a long time.
Feng Chuyang would not be so sentimental as to think that Yan Weier thought of him and just stopped without turning around.
"Give me... a zither." Yan Wei'er's voice was very soft, but it still reached Feng Chuyang's eardrums clearly.
Feng Chuyang didn't refuse or agree, and just walked out.
Two days later, Zhengqin was delivered.
The entire courtyard is empty and lonely. Although it has been renovated, it still cannot hide the mottled wind and sand.
In the courtyard, there are maids and guards everywhere. Looking at the formation, none of them are fuel-efficient lamps, and all of them are extraordinary.
Outside the courtyard, the guards were so tightly surrounded that it was difficult to fly. Feng Chuyang was nowhere to be found.
Yan Wei'er moved into the house and was bedridden. It wasn't until Feng Chuyang got the zither that she took the medicine on time and in the right amount. Two days later, she prescribed a new prescription and asked Feng Chuyang's servant to follow the prescription.
Go get some medicine.
After a few days, Yan Wei'er was able to get out of bed, but her body was still a little weak. She held on and walked out of the room with the support of Xiao Wu and Jasmine.
The willow branches are fresh green, the locust trees are lush, and the bright sun is still shining high on the courtyard. There is a pavilion on the right, with a table in the middle and a few small chairs around it. Yan Wei'er sat there, imagining the spring breeze outside the high-walled courtyard, north of the Moon River.
Liu An misses her home, her mother, and her lover.
From afar, I heard voices coming from outside the courtyard: "See you, the third prince!" Along the way, people knelt down one after another: "See you, the third prince!"
The noise was endless, which showed how heavily guarded the courtyard was.
Yan Wei'er took a sip of white fungus soup and gently wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief. She did not raise her head, as if she didn't know that he was here, or that this person's visit had nothing to do with her.
Feng Chuyang sat down opposite her. He was dressed in a dark red and purple robe, with a black belt inlaid with agate and jade, exuding a transcendent nobility. His hair was tied up with a purple gold crown, and he was handsome and handsome.
"Miss Wei, are you okay?" Feng Chuyang picked up the Yuqian Longjing that the maid had just brewed, took a sip and savored it for a long time.
"Thanks to you, I can't die." Yan Wei'er continued to drink her white fungus soup, mouthful after mouthful: "How can I die and let you harm my people?"
Feng Chuyang smiled and nodded: "It's a good idea to have this idea." He changed the topic: "Miss Wei, do you want to hear what happened north of the Moon River?"
Yan Weier was startled for a moment and put down the spoon in her hand.
Feng Chuyang's leisurely voice said: "The night I took you away, my soldiers and horses raided the Ji Lian family's Huishan ranch."
Yan Wei'er's blood was about to solidify, but she heard Feng Chuyang say: "As a result, the soldiers and horses I carefully selected returned to Shaanxi with blood, and only a small number of remnants retreated in defeat. This battle of Ji Lian Bino
I feel proud, and I will reward the soldiers generously when I return to Shaanxi." He seemed to be talking about a victory, and there was a bit of joy in his tone.
Yan Wei'er's hands and feet were cold. Even when she heard that Ji Lianbienuo had won, she still had lingering fears. She didn't know what kind of medicine Feng Chuyang was selling in the gourd.
"Don't you have any reaction?" Feng Chuyang was obviously very satisfied with Yan Weier's calm expression, and even his words became like the spring breeze in March.
"How do you want me to react?" Yan Wei'er suddenly understood the meaning of Feng Chuyang's words for a moment. On the day she was kidnapped, he returned to the Shaanxi pasture in a bloodbath, and Ji Lianbienuo rewarded the soldiers without leading them.
The troops marched towards Kyoto to chase the missing lady.
In Kyoto, troops have already been ambushed, waiting for Jilenbino to step into the trap.
However, Ji Lianbeino stood still and his troops were not even seen searching along the Moon River.
Yan Wei'er was happy in her heart. Jilian Bino finally chose the people north of the Moon River, instead of being so reckless as when she disappeared last time, rushing to Kyoto overnight.
He became calm and calm, knowing what was important and what was light. Yan Wei'er concealed the pride in her heart, lowered her head gently, and finished the bowl of white fungus soup.