Yelu Zongxiao forgot how he left the room at the end of the curtain. He only knew that when he whipped his horse and galloped through the streets of Beiliao, facing a group of people who looked at him with fear and surprise, he was expressionless.
The expression passed by, until he returned to Tianjiao Mansion, his heart was still empty and he had never regained any feeling.
Seeing his dejected look, Lan Ying came out of the house to welcome him. Although there was a gentle and considerate smile on her face, there was a lingering bitterness in her heart.
"Your Highness, you are back"
"Yes." Yelu Zongxiao responded lightly and threw the riding whip to Zi Qian behind him. He almost fell down when he took the first step after dismounting. His hair, which was blown by the cold wind, was blocked in front of his eyes, covering his deep pupils.
A little bit of pain everywhere
"Your Highness, be careful!" Lan Ying whispered nervously, trying to support his body, but Yelu Zongxiao quickly pushed him away. Lan Ying's hand froze in mid-air, and a narrow light flashed in her eyes.
He immediately lowered his head, staring at his feet with his eyes. The hands hidden under his sleeves were clenched tightly, and his hatred for Mu Liang became even stronger.
How could she not know where Yelu Zongxiao came back from this trip?
Yelu Zongxiao waved his hands to everyone at this time and stood still. His jade-like face had a hint of coldness, and his eyes were as clear and deep as obsidian. At this moment, he was completely shrouded in fog, haze, and humidity.
Zi Qian was the first to retreat. Even though Lan Ying was worried and unwilling, she did not dare to make a mistake. She bit her lip and exited the yard step by step.
Yelu Zongxiao returned to the study step by step, closed the door of the study tightly, and fell heavily on the Taishi chair. At this moment, a trace of confusion slowly rose in his heart.
When he regarded Yu Fu as the most important woman in his life, the appearance of Nalan Muliang instantly overturned all his previous expectations. Eight years ago, he had sworn to Yu Fu that in this life
In this life, he would marry her as his concubine, become his king in the future, and make her his queen! But now, the position of the concubine in his heart has been engraved with Nalan Muliang's name. Maybe he can no longer accept that another woman can take her place as the concubine.
The owner of Tianjiao Mansion
Even Yu Fu is not willing to give in!
But the scene where he made the oath eight years ago is still vivid in his mind! He should not forget it, let alone overthrow it!
If...if the girl who stayed with him in the cave for a month eight years ago was not Yufu but her, then would everything that troubled him be solved?
Yelu Zongxiao sat there, wrapping himself in a small space for no reason, letting the sharp pain in his heart hit him in waves.
…
Ten days later, the General's Mansion
After this period of purge and rectification, the appearance of everyone in the General's Mansion can be said to have taken on a completely new look.
The four guards selected by Mu Liang were divided into two groups to guard her Liuliyuan day and night. This way Feifeng and Lao Li could lighten their burden, and at the same time they could have more time to do other things for her. As for Bao'er,
Although she didn't know martial arts, Mu Liang found that this girl was more delicate than Feifeng. She was obviously more meticulous and cautious. Her sinister nature that was sometimes revealed made Mu Liang feel free to hand over matters in the general's palace.
she handles
Since the fourth lady was "cured" of her madness by Mu Liang, she has been looking down upon the eldest lady and the third lady in the general's palace, and has not given them any chance to inform anyone outside. The eldest lady's natal family is just an ordinary person.
The salt merchant is now thousands of miles away, and water from afar cannot quench his thirst. Besides, the salt merchant is a merchant after all, and he does not have the guts to challenge the prestige of the matriarch of the house, Mu Liang.
As for the third wife, although her natal family is next door, next month is the day of the Liao Emperor's draft. The Eighteen Tribal Alliance, the Ancient Kingdom of Persia, the Snow Tribe, and the most powerful Jingxuan Dynasty on this continent will all send people to congratulate them.
, and sent a young girl as a gift. At such a critical moment, the third lady’s natal family had the courage and backing to dare to make too much noise. Once the Liao Emperor was offended, the consequences would be disastrous!
Moreover, the third lady's natal right-hand minister had always had disagreements with the prime minister, Nalan Tianzuo. Nalan Tianzuo was increasingly appreciated and used by the Liao Emperor. The right-hand minister was very old, and none of his students were useful.
He only wants to spend his remaining years in the position of Right Chancellor, so naturally he doesn’t dare to expose any flaw.
The fourth lady was afraid that she would be discovered by Mu Liang if she did not do well, so she watched the eldest lady and others with all her heart, and carefully waited for Nalan Minghui to return.
Three-quarters of the backyard of the General's Mansion was leveled by Tuobo Kun, leaving only Muliang's glazed courtyard, and then the dining room and woodshed. Muliang asked his servants to clear out several woodsheds and allocate them to the eldest lady and the others.
, let them all have a taste of the days when she lived in a drafty house, slept on a hard bed, and experienced summer rain and snow.
…
On this day, Mu Liang had just sent away shopkeeper Han and others, and was sitting in the yard basking in the sun.
As for the five old men, shopkeeper Han, although they are very old, their work efficiency is unambiguous. In ten days, no more, no less, they just solved the problem of the five shopkeepers left by the third lady in the five silk shops.
All the people who have nepotism with the five shopkeepers have been eliminated, and the accounts have been done clearly and clearly.
As for the money that has been lost over the years, most of it has gone into the pockets of a few ladies. Mu Liang is not worried about this. Sooner or later, they will have to spit out double the amount!
Mu Liang was basking in the sun and looking at the ledgers when he saw Feifeng walk in with a blushing face. After putting down a new pile of ledgers, Feifeng was about to leave when she heard Mu Liang behind her suddenly ask her,
"Feifeng, what good thing has happened to you? Are you so happy? Looks like a picture of a girl pregnant with spring?"
As soon as Mu Liang said this, the blush on Feifeng's face became more obvious. She stamped her feet shyly and muttered in a low voice,
"Why are you making fun of Fei Feng, Miss? Fei Feng was overwhelmed by the bouquet of flowers sent by the concierge this early in the morning. Unexpectedly, Miss also teased Fei Feng! By the way, Miss, those flowers... shouldn't they?"
Miss, you put it with the concierge, just to make fun of Feifeng!"
Feifeng plucked up the courage to ask Mu Liang, but the next moment, Mu Liang received a sharp slap on the forehead.
"Does this young lady seem to have the spare time to play tricks on you?" Mu Liang said calmly, a strange doubt flashed in his cold eyes.
"You said someone gave you flowers? Where are the flowers?" Mu Liang asked Feifeng calmly.