The sky is high and the clouds are clear, and the breeze is gentle
After Qin Mei joined in, Feng Qingzhuang and her group of seven headed in the direction of Qiyun Mountain
After going down the mountain, Feng Qingzhuang took out the mandarin duck jade bracelet given to her by Feng Yu from Mo Yin Yunfeng. When she met at the black shop, she asked the innkeeper to give the Panlong jade pendant as a gift to Xiao Jinzi, and asked her underground intelligence organization to transfer these two things.
Send it back to Feng Yu's room in the Prince's Mansion in Yanjing City and return it to him
A group of seven people walked down the mountain for less than half an hour when several horses galloped behind them, raising dust all over the sky.
Looking back, I saw that the people on the horse were Mo Yin, Mo Yue and Zhuge Yu. There was also an unexpected person, wearing a long blue dress and a lotus-like lotus.
The four of them pulled the reins and stopped in front of Feng Qingzhuang and his party. They turned over and dismounted. Mo Yue and Mo Yin stepped forward and shouted respectfully. Zhuge Yu nodded politely towards Wu Jingyu and looked at Feng Qingzhuang.
At that time, when she thought of her identity as the destined daughter of the Feng clan, her eyes were hot, she shook the white feather fan in her hand, and said respectfully: "Zhuge Yu has seen the goddess of heaven."
"Mr. Zhuge, you're welcome." Feng Qingzhuang nodded, with a faint smile on her face. She was less cold and more approachable.
As for Zhuge Yu's identity, Xiao Jinzi had already informed her after she had recovered from the Ice Poison.
After Mu Furong dismounted, she first raised her eyes to take a look at Wu Jingyu, who was as handsome and charming as ever. Her heart pounded like a deer. She quickly lowered her head and waited until she calmed down, then raised her head and greeted Wu Jingyu.
greeting
"Mr. Wu, long time no see. How have you been lately?"
"With Zhuang'er by my side, I will naturally live a happy life every day." Wu Jingyu looked at the person next to him with gentle eyes, curled his lips and smiled, his handsome face was like a snow lotus blooming, lifelike and truthful.
said
Often the truth is the most hurtful. When Mu Furong heard this, she lowered her head sadly and felt uncomfortable in her heart.
After a while, she adjusted her mood, raised her head again and began to look at Feng Qingzhuang.
Dressed in black, she gives people a mysterious and unpredictable feeling. Her beautiful face stands out from the crowd, and her whole body is surrounded by an innate nobility and cold arrogance, just like a winter plum blooming in the face of frost, with a unique fragrance that makes her feel...
People can't help but indulge in this fragrance
While Mu Furong looked at herself, Feng Qingzhuang also looked at her calmly.
She is dressed in green clothes like rain and dew, and even though her face is covered with dust, it can still be seen that she is a beautiful and beautiful woman.
"Miss Mu, thank you so much last time. If you hadn't provided the drawings of the Wolong Mountain Mausoleum, and dared to break into the Wolong Mountain Mausoleum with Wu Jingyu and Mr. Zhuge to obtain the thousand-year-old jade bed, maybe I would still be in a coma now."
Feng Qingzhuang thanked her sincerely. Although she was not satisfied with her occasional glance at Wu Jingyu with hidden admiration, she still deserved the thank you.
"Miss Feng, you're welcome. In fact, I accompanied Mr. Wu and Mr. Zhuge to break into the Wolong Mountain Mausoleum with selfish motives. I wanted to find the bones of my great-great-grandfather and fulfill my mother's last wish." Mu Furong's gentle and crisp voice sounded like a nightingale singing.
, very nice to listen to
A few people exchanged polite greetings, and after Feng Qingzhuang introduced everyone to each other, they continued to move in the direction of Qiyun Mountain.
The city of Yanjing is more lively and prosperous than before. On the day of the wedding, His Highness the Crown Prince was robbed, and the bride ran away with another man on horseback. After the publicity of some thoughtful people, it became even more unpleasant and unpleasant to listen to.
Restaurants and teahouses are all talking about this, and everyone talks about it.
After Feng Yu returned to Yanjing from Bailu City, what he heard most along the way was that he was kidnapped on his wedding day. This undoubtedly sprinkled another layer of salt on his rotten and painful wounds.
"Feng Ying, go and find out quickly. Who is behind the scenes and spreading such unpleasant news?" As soon as he returned to the Prince's Mansion, Feng Yu ordered Feng Ying to go down and find out who was behind the scenes.
"Yes, Master." After Feng Ying accepted the order, he disappeared in a flash.
Feng Ying left, and Feng Yu also walked towards the room, preparing to go back to the room to take a shower and change clothes, and then enter the palace to see Emperor Cang Yan.
When I walked to the room, there was a brocade box placed on the rosewood table.
There was a trace of doubt in Feng Yu's eyes. He walked over slowly and gracefully, opened the brocade box and took a look. When the mandarin duck jade bracelet and the dragon jade pendant presented to Yu Feng Qingzhuang came into view, there was a touch of pain in his handsome eyes, and the corners of his lips twitched.
smile bitterly
"Qingzhuang, you are so heartless that you don't even want to take the things I gave you with you. You have to return them to me," he muttered to himself.
After staring at the two items in the brocade box for a long time, the feudal lord closed the lid of the brocade box and walked towards the Phoenix Tower.
After walking to the Phoenix Tower, the courtyard is full of flowers. The double-layered five-petal flowers that were once covered with Haitang petals have already been blown away by the autumn wind.
After standing in the yard and looking at it for a while, Feng Yu walked towards the house again. Looking at the carefully crafted furniture, he raised his hand and touched it gently. The room was still filled with the familiar scent of magnolia that was carved into his bones.
After touching every piece of furniture and smelling the familiar fragrance, Feng Yu felt as if a sharp weapon had been scratched across his chest, causing dull pain and making it difficult to breathe.
Coldness and pain flashed across his eyes, and he murmured to himself
"The scenery remains the same, things and people are different. This Phoenix Tower was built for you. If you are not here, what is the use of keeping it? How about destroying it?"
As the words fell, Feng Yu's blue eyes showed a trace of determination.
I saw him taking out a fire stick from his body, lighting the candle in the room, and walking towards the bed with the candlestick in hand
After a while, thick smoke billowed out from the flammable gauze tent, and the fire was lit. Feng Yu threw the candlestick on the bed, turned around and walked out of the house.
When he walked out of the yard from the house, the housekeeper of the Prince's Mansion had already rushed to the Phoenix Tower with a group of people. When he was about to give the order to put out the fire, he saw Feng Yu walking out of the house.
"Your Highness, what is going on? Do you want to save the fire?" the steward asked.
"No need, let it burn. Once all the painful memories are burned, they will disappear with the smoke of the fire." Feng Yu stood in the courtyard, watching the fire in the building getting bigger, his voice was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.
"The old slave will tell you to go down and ask everyone to pay attention and don't let the fire spread to other courtyards." The housekeeper looked at Feng Yu, with a trace of distress in his eyes.
"Go down" Feng Yu waved his hand and said
The housekeeper excused himself and led the servants who came to save the water out of the Phoenix Tower.
"Qingzhuang, you are the only woman I want in this life. Since I can't get you, from now on, I will only have the country in my heart and no more feelings."