Xiao Cheng stared deeply at Feng Yun for a long time, then raised his sleeves and saluted.
"Farewell."
Feng Yun curled his lips, a mocking light flashing in his beautiful eyes.
This is Xiao Cheng, who seems to want to redeem himself, but also knows exactly what he wants, and makes the most appropriate choice that is most beneficial to him. He would not offend Chun Yuyan, let alone fall out with Chun Yuyan because of her.
Xiao Cheng stood up and left.
Go very slowly.
But he didn't look back at Feng Yun.
The curtains moved slightly, and the cold blew in. It was a bit cold.
For a while, Feng Yun sat without moving or speaking, and the smile on his face did not change, as if he was frozen there...
After a while, the curtain was opened again.
The person who came in was Sangio.
He held a sandalwood box with a warm texture and walked up to Feng Yun. He lowered his head slightly and said, "Qi Jun asked me to give it to the girl."
Feng Yun motioned for him to put it on the wooden table.
When the lid of the box is opened, a delicate fragrance spreads out and penetrates the nose. It is the kind of soft and long-lasting fragrance, as if it contains some kind of history, with elegance and dignity. It is not strong, but light and light...
Inside is a pen slot, and in the slot is a writing brush.
"Le Zheng Zi Zhi", four words are engraved inside the box.
Feng Yun's eyes darkened slightly.
Yue Zhengzi was an old pen-making craftsman in Huzhou. He was about ninety years old. The pens he made were highly praised by literati. As he got older, his eyesight became dim and he produced few works from then on.
Most of the pens in the Lezhengzi workshop come from his apprentices. Only the pens engraved with the "Lezhengzi made" seal are the works of his old man, and they are hard to buy for a lot of money.
The pen is new.
But the sentiment is old.
Feng Yun was twelve years old that year, and she was still wearing her sister-in-law's bun. She had not yet become the "most beautiful girl in the eight counties of Xuzhou". At that time, she had no biological mother. Under the overt and covert pressure of her stepmother, she became Timid, cowardly...
On the 60th birthday of the head of the Feng family, Xiao Cheng sent a congratulatory gift and brought an extra pen by Le Zhengzi.
There was a marriage contract between the two families, and Feng Yun knew that he was her future husband since she was a child. Therefore, when Xiao Cheng's servant sent the pen to the backyard and said it was a gift from Young Master Xiao to the girl, she naturally thought it was for her...
At that time, she even thought of meeting him accidentally when she and Kong Yun'e went to Qingfeng Garden to enjoy flowers in the middle of the month. At that time, she was telling Kong Yun'e that she was practicing "Ping Fu Tie" and could not write well. She only regretted that she did not have a good pen.
She also mentioned that Le Zhengzi’s pen was her dream.
Lang Jun took her words to heart and specially sent the pen...
You can imagine how ecstatic she was.
She didn't have time to think about it carefully, so she picked up the pencil case on the case in front of everyone, her face turned red with embarrassment, and her heart beat like thunder.
"Put it down!" Before Feng Jingting's voice could even finish, Chen took the first step and snatched the pencil case from her hand.
"Why are there such no rules? The gifts sent by guests must be put into storage and arranged by the mistress. Hasn't anyone taught you?"
"But brother Xiao San said..."
"Did I tell you that this is for you? You may not be the only girl in this house? Are you so ignorant of the world that you are so short-sighted? It's so embarrassing!"
There is more than one girl from the Feng family.
But Xiao San’s only fiancée is her.
Feng Yun made her feel ashamed and felt sorry for herself. She couldn't help but retaliate and said a few offensive words.
Mrs. Chen immediately showed off her mistress-like manner and gave her a good scolding. When she left the house, she cried and complained that her stepdaughter was difficult to control, that she could not speak, scold or teach her any rules.
Feng Jingting naturally protected his second wife.
If it hadn't been for her uncle's birthday, which was a big day, she would have been punished by being grounded and facing the wall.
The house was full of people from the Chen family, and a rumor spread that day that the eldest daughter of the unitary family secretly took away a pen belonging to Le Zhengzi. She was too petty, and such a short-sighted girl was unworthy of Xiao Sanlang. A good match.
The noble ladies in Taicheng are the most idle, and they only talk gossip when they get together. At that time, Young Master Xiao was the favorite husband of the ladies, and Feng Yun was the target of public criticism. Yun stole the property in the house, refused to listen to his mistress's reprimands, was rude, talked back, and was arrogant.
Despite all the talk, Feng Yun could not wash away his grievances, nor could he get a pen...
Later, the pen was placed on Feng Ying's small table by the window. She used it to write nonsense poems and essays, and then asked people to bring them to Xiao Cheng for comment.
And Feng Yun's stinky reputation was all accumulated slowly by Mrs. Chen through small things like this one after another. She had not been able to clean off the dirt that stuck to her body for a lifetime.
If at that time, Xiao Cheng stood up and told everyone in public that the pen was originally given to her, and it was only natural that his things should be given to his fiancée, then Feng Yun would be grateful to him for the rest of his life.
But he didn't.
Xiao Sanlang of Jiji Yingying always considers the overall situation.
Even if he knew, why would he offend Mr. Chen in public for her?
now……
He re-sent her the dream of her youth.
But still haven't figured it out.
What she wanted was never a pen.
"The gentleman is like a jade, and he hides his thoughts deeply. Are you moved?" Chun Yuyan's light laughter was a little bit of unknown jealousy, which was mean.
Feng Yun closed the box and turned to look at him with an indifferent expression.
"Your Majesty, you can tell me, what benefits did Xiao Cheng give you to do such sneaky things for him?"
"Do you believe me when I say there is no benefit?" Chun Yuyan curled his lips, gently rested his fingers on the iron edge of the mask, and asked with a half-serious smile:
"Don't you think this is a relief?"
Let Xiao Cheng hear Feng Yun's rejection with her own ears, let her say words sharper than a knife that hurt but she couldn't complain...
"Twelve, I'm doing this all for you. I want Xiao San to give up and stop pestering you. Wouldn't everyone be happy?"
"Don't pretend to be kind." Feng Yun sneered back rudely, "The prince will not do anything that is not beneficial. And I am not someone who can be easily taken advantage of. If you don't give me any benefits, I will go find Pei Madang." File a complaint saying that I disappeared from Shinshu and you kidnapped me with evil intentions..."
Chunyu Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at her.
"You reminded me."
He waved away the maid, approached Feng Yun, looked at her without blinking, and smiled softly, "I finally got this opportunity, so I should keep you here without anyone noticing. Build an iron cage. , lock you inside so that no one can find you, and from now on, you will only be mine?"
So perverted!
Feng Yun looked at his half-smiling expression, a cold light flashed in his eyes, his back stiffened slightly, and goosebumps appeared subconsciously.
"Madman. Don't be so evil."
"Why not? You know, I want you, even in my dreams..."
"I'm afraid that your iron cage in Yunchuan is not enough for me to build." Feng Yun looked at him and shook his head, "You also reminded me. I have to guard against you in the future."
Her voice turned cold, her face was smiling, and it was impossible to tell whether she was sincere or not.
The same is true for Chun Yuyan. The two of them looked at each other with a string of emotions in their eyes. They were coming and going in the sound of rain...
"Prince!" Yin You's voice came suddenly, with anxiety, interrupting the tense exchange of glances in the room.
"The prince is in trouble, Pei Madang is here with his troops..."
At this time, there was a rapid sound of horse hooves outside Zhuangzi, which was faintly heard through the thick rain, and it was very fast.
Chun Yuyan chuckled, "So fast?"
Then he looked at Feng Yun meaningfully and said, "It seems that you play an important role in Pei Wanzhi's heart. Are you very happy?"
Feng Yun was a little surprised.
She calculated the time, and even if Pei Madang got the news and gave up picking up the Queen Mother and returned to Xinzhou, he would not arrive until tomorrow.
At that time, she was rescued by Buqu in a "wrongful and humiliating" manner.
No one will know where she is hiding, and they will only place the responsibility of her disappearance on Song Shou'an...
Unexpectedly, Pei Madang not only returned to Xinzhou so quickly, but also found Chun Yuyan's village.
unwise!
As expected, Xiao Rong's method cannot be used.
This faint move naturally carries the curse of failure.
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Dark clouds piled up, heavy rain poured down, the sound of the howling wind was like the roar of wild beasts, the earth was pitch black, and the blade of the knife reflected cold light in the silent night, as if it was bloodthirsty.
"General, it seems that the Qi army is in front -"
Before Zuo Zhong could shout, Pei Madang was already riding on the snow, with lightning passing by him.
Chunyuyan's village was chosen very cleverly. In front of the village is a river. On one end of the river is Jinzhan Xinzhou, and on the other end of the river is Qizhanchunning. With the river as the boundary, it was divided into two. During the peace talks, the two armies usually faced each other from a distance and there was no conflict.
"What did the Qi army intend to do when they crossed the Zhuye River late at night?"
No one answered him.
Pei Madang's speed was frighteningly fast.
As if it were an invading enemy...
He rushed ahead, and dense raindrops fell on him like a pour. His face was as cold as frost. Ta Xue noticed his master's emotions and neighed for a long time, cutting through the silent rainy night. He also stopped at the ferry to prepare to leave. Xiao Cheng looked back.
"Your Majesty, hurry up and get on the boat." Jixiang's voice was tense when he saw the crowd in the rain. "The Jin army is coming..."
Peace talks were imminent, but the two sides were still at war. It was risky for the emperor to cross the Zhuye River at night, and the guards were already nervous. Suddenly, when they saw the Jin army rushing towards them, they naturally prepared themselves and urged the emperor to board the boat.
Xiao Cheng did not move, took the umbrella from Jixiang's hand, and held it above his head.
"I'm waiting for him." (End of chapter)
