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"Chilechuan, at the foot of Yinshan Mountain, the sky is like a dome, covering the surrounding fields. The sky is blue, the fields are vast, and the grass is blown by the wind, and cattle and sheep can be seen..."
This ballad was vaguely heard in the restaurant outside the house. The singer was full of emotion and skillful, as if he could put people on the Chile River. Even though this place is crowded with people and there are many ears and eyes, not everyone can sympathize with it, but always There is a pair of beautiful people who are really dreaming about the same thing at this moment.
"Where else are you planning to escape to?" Bai Feng was dressed in regular clothes, without any armor. He was obviously traveling privately.
Without saying a word, Fang Qiuyan immediately rushed towards the young swordsman. With his skinny body, he blocked Yu Feihong and shouted, "Run away!"
Just as Yu Feihong was about to stand up, he slipped and fell to the ground. All the hair accessories on his head fell off and his clothes were in a mess. Seeing that Bai Feng was still entangled with others, she decided to jump out of the window regardless of the fear in her heart, but When I saw that the attic was very high, hanging above the third floor, I immediately felt weak and turned back towards the door.
However, Bai Feng subdued Fang Qiuyan in just one move, and thrust forward with his sword, blocking Yu Feihong's path. He mocked: "Fang Qiuyan, is this woman still worth your life for her? Do you think you can escape from Jin?" Can you survive by raising Yang? Hahaha, but I don’t know that Yu Feihong has already laid an ambush, planning to kill you and silence you after you leave the city.”
"What?" Fang Qiuyan was paralyzed on the ground, looking helplessly at Yu Feihong, and asked: "Feihong, are you really..."
Yu Feihong said: "Don't listen to his nonsense, that guy is trying to drive a wedge between us!"
Fang Qiuyan was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to trust.
"You should know whether this woman would do such a thing." Bai Feng raised his sword and forced her back step by step, and Yu Feihong returned to the window sill.
"Since you are not dead, why don't you kill us both immediately!" Yu Feihong shouted, and his voice spread to the street, causing the people around him to look at him.
Bai Feng decisively went over to cover the window, held Yu Feihong hostage to Fang Qiuyan, and said, "I can't bear the crime of killing the princess. Don't worry, I have a better way to get revenge on you."
"What do you want to do?" Yu Feihong was surprised and happy: "If you don't kill me, do you still want to hand me over to the prince? Then you might as well kill me now!"
"I will let you see your biological daughter for the last time." After Bai Feng finished speaking, he waved to welcome a pair of girls. The older one had a unique appearance and a plump body, unlike those from the Central Plains. The other young girl was Yu Ke.
Yu Ke was not as excited as the last time she met her biological parents. She was silent for a long time and looked at them for a long time before she was willing to walk over and said to them: "I don't recognize you anymore." After that, he left immediately.
"Ah..." Yu Feihong burst into tears at some point, his voice was trembling, and he had already left before he could call out his daughter's name.
Another older girl talked to Bai Feng and asked, "Brother Feng, should we go?"
"You just surrendered, and there is still a way to survive. If you don't listen to my advice, you will be seeking your own death." After Bai Feng said this, he left with the woman.
Within a short while, dozens of soldiers patrolling the city arrived and suddenly drove away all the drinkers and gourmets. Suddenly only Yu Feihong and the injured Fang Qiuyan were left in the entire restaurant. Soon, officers and soldiers broke in. They claimed to have received secret orders to escort the two of them back to the palace dungeon.
After a day of interrogation, Yu Feihong and Fang Qiuyan did not reveal many facts, and the interrogator did not seem to be in a hurry to ask them to explain anything clearly. Over time, even the jailer guarding the prisoners felt strange.
"I heard that the new Zuowei General who was assassinated and died suddenly came back to life yesterday, frightening the entire palace into chaos."
"I heard that the emperor went to see him off in person. Who is this person?"
"I don't know, but these two prisoners who have just been detained are indeed suspicious... I think they are the ones who did this!"
Resurrection from the dead? how can that be possible……
Yu Feihong laughed at himself: "You just faked your death deliberately to lure me into taking the bait."
"I'm just in trouble now. As long as I refuse to admit it, I can blame everything on him." The wishful thinking in his heart was ringing, and Yu Feihong didn't seem to have thought that he was a prisoner: "You guys, where are you? What are you muttering about?"
The warden picked up a big stick and knocked on it, hitting the iron door frame, and roared: "You stinky bitches, what are you shouting about?"
"Don't you recognize me? How dare you speak to me like this!"
Two boys came over to make a joke.
"We stay here all day, and there is no place to look for my wife. Who will recognize you?"
"That's enough, that's enough. Shut up when you're done complaining. Don't push the prison warden too hard. He doesn't distinguish between men and women when he's giving people punishment."
At this point, Yu Feihong realized that she was trapped. No one here knew that she was the "Crown Princess."
Once, the palace was her paradise. Her friends envied her and her relatives looked up to her. Her vanity, arrogance, and arrogance were all satisfied as never before.
But now and in the future, there is only a brick wall surrounding her.
"No, no. His Highness the Crown Prince will believe me..." With the last glimmer of hope, she waited until that night, and Prince Gao Yang brought Bai Feng to confront him.
Yu Feihong felt that he still had a chance to mediate, but at the same time he was afraid that Bai Feng would tell the truth, so when he saw Gao Yang arriving, he immediately said: "Your Highness, I have realized my crime! I should not have sent people to assassinate me. All this , there is always a villain instigating it, yes, that man!"
"Me?" Fang Qiuyan was in another cell and could hear clearly. He nodded in shame.
Gao Yang did not reply, but asked the interrogator to take the prisoner out and throw him into the same cell so that he could continue the interrogation.
"I was really instigated by a villain. I have no suspicion against General Bai Feng, so why would I send someone to assassinate him?"
Before he finished speaking, Gao Yang shouted impatiently: "Stop talking, you vicious woman!"
Yu Feihong's heart tightened and he looked at Gao Yang with wide eyes.
"General Bai Feng has told me all the causes and consequences." After Gao Yang finished speaking, Bai Feng echoed one after another: "This matter was all due to his humble position and he rashly contradicted the Crown Princess some time ago, which gave some villains a reason to talk."
"What did you say?" Yu Feihong's almost collapsed expression suddenly calmed down. She looked at Bai Feng quietly and continued to listen to him.
"How can you dare to criticize someone harshly if you have made mistakes in your humble position?" Bai Feng bowed his hands in respect and Gao Yang was full of praise for him.
"Since General Bai Feng is interceding, this matter can be dealt with leniently." Gao Yang immediately summoned the interrogator and ordered: "These two people will be sent to Beizhen as troops and never come back again."
Yu Feihong and Fang Qiuyan looked at each other with tears in their eyes, not knowing what to say. After Bai Feng and Gao Yang left, they knelt down and cried holding each other's hands.
"He didn't say, he didn't say..."
For them, being able to leave this "sieged city" and go to Beizhen is the greatest blessing in life. The first half of his life, which was completely divided by an accident, will finally be made up for on the Chile River.
