Beixiang, night.
The study room of Mobei Prince's Mansion.
The man behind the desk, wearing a purple robe and a golden crown, is majestic and majestic. Although he is young, his aura is deep and compelling. He raises his hand and raises his eyes to see the city.
The king of Mobei was Wenren Jing, who became famous at a young age, was both civil and military, and was extremely talented.
The most powerful person in the Beixiang royal family.
The spy in black in front of the desk bowed respectfully, "Master, after Princess Fenglin escaped from Du'an, she boarded a merchant ship at the outer city pier. She took the ship for four days and disembarked at the Heng County Pier in Liucheng. She has been traveling alone for more than a month now. He didn’t bring any bodyguards with him.”
"Route." Wen Renjing opened his lips.
The firelight danced in front of the desk, and the light on his handsome face flickered on and off, making it difficult to tell whether he was happy or angry.
The spy responded, "The princess seems to have no plan to play around on this trip. She often leaves at random on an impromptu whim. My subordinate was the first to receive the tip. The princess is currently admiring the red maple in the east of the mausoleum."
"Lingdong?" Wen Renjing frowned and raised his dark eyes, "Behind the Lingdong is the Black Mountain, which is the mountain range at the junction of Xiling and Yunqin. There are many green forests and grasses here, and Black and White are not afraid of being ruthless. Immediately order people to secretly Protect the princess, if you encounter a green forest, kill her!"
"yes!"
The spy retreated, and Wen Renjing sat there, still frowning.
He lowered his eyes and looked at his right hand. In his hand was a soft cloud silk handkerchief, which he got when he was young.
When his eyes fell on the silk handkerchief, his expression softened unconsciously.
Seeing the silk handkerchief, memories from childhood will come to mind.
The royal family is treacherous and the power disputes are fierce. The children of the royal family have been at the center of the whirlpool since they were born. If you want to have the last laugh in the disputes, you must not only have talent, but also work hundreds and thousands of times to make yourself a better person. stand out.
Therefore, his father was very strict with him. He wanted to dabble in etiquette, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and mathematics, and he wanted to be excellent in every field.
He didn't dare to slack off for a moment. In order to be stronger than his peers, he was extremely cruel to himself.
When he was twelve years old, there was a banquet at Beixiang Palace, where the royal families from all over the world were invited to the banquet. In order to please the emperor, his father proposed that the children of the royal family try sword fighting in the garden and let all the countries see the style of the children of Beixiang.
He endured twelve battles and won first place. The tiger's mouth of his right hand was cracked by the sword hilt, and blood was pouring out. His whole arm was numb.
When he raised his eyes, his father laughed heartily amidst the compliments of the royal family, without even looking at him.
He hid his right hand in his sleeve and left the venue. He hid alone on the rockery outside the banquet venue and watched the moon, letting the blood flowing from the tiger's mouth stain the rockery.
"Brother, do your hands hurt?" As the lanterns rose and the moon rose, a small ball of pink and jade sculptures came into his eyes in this way. He looked like a five or six-year-old boy, standing on a small ball at the foot of the rockery, and raised his hand with all his strength. Passing the handkerchief to him, "Here, here's a clean one for you to wipe your hands with."
"Who are you?" His eyes moved, and he looked down at the little girl coldly, without taking her handkerchief.
"My name is Feng Lin, and I am the third princess of Xiling!" the little girl replied very proudly. Perhaps she was tired from raising her little hands for a long time, so she lowered her little arms and shook them, "You were really powerful in the martial arts competition just now, and your fight was really beautiful. I have also started learning martial arts, and I will be as good as you in the future!"
"If you want to be great, it will be very hard." He said casually.
Maybe it was too deserted to watch the moon alone, and the banquet there was too lively, but he was actually quite patient in talking to a little baby.
The little girl giggled brightly and cheerfully, "My father said that only by enduring hardship can one become a master. We have been masters since we were born. If we want to go higher, we have to work harder. Of course we will be tired. It will be hard, I’m not afraid!”
An anxious voice came from the other side, "Third Princess, Third Princess? Where have you gone? Don't leave me as a slave!"
"Oh, Grandma Jin is here to see me." The little girl shrugged her shoulders and sighed, looking like a little adult. She placed the handkerchief on the clean rockery aside, and put a piece of pastry held in her other hand on the handkerchief, " Big brother, if you are injured, you need to wash your hands and apply medicine. The scar will be ugly, I’m leaving!”
After saying that, she lifted up the pink skirt that reached her ankles, and the little butterflies seemed to fly away, "Aunt Jin, I'm here, I haven't lost anything, so don't shout!"
Little girls like pink, pink silk handkerchiefs, pink peach blossom cakes, pink palace dresses...
Later, he started to pay attention to her and found out that Feng Lin, the third princess of Xiling, liked to eat almond cake, and the peach blossom cake was left because he didn't like it.
Every time he thought about this, he couldn't help but smile.
She loves almond puff pastry.
She entered the Imperial College.
She took first place in the riding and shooting assessment.
Among her hair extensions, she liked the pair of golden jade butterflies the most.
She quarreled with the second princess and drew a big bastard on the second princess's pillow...
I don't know where the love started, but I developed feelings from the daily attention.
He wants to marry her.
"Your Majesty! The palace has called to report that the Emperor has passed away!" A frightening voice from outside the door interrupted Wen Renjing's thoughts.
Putting the silk handkerchief into his arms, Wen Renjing stood up and walked out of the study with a solemn expression, "Prepare the carriage immediately and enter the palace!"
The emperor's death is a serious matter. After he has settled the affairs here, he will go to find Fenglin and accompany her on a journey through the mountains and rivers.
…
Bai Kui never thought that he and the little girl named A Lin would see each other again, and that they would meet again under such circumstances.
The young girl in bright clothes and high spirits when she disembarked from the boat at the Heng County Pier in Liucheng County was in an extremely embarrassed state at the moment.
Wearing a gray commoner with disheveled hair, he was tied up with ropes and hung up to be sold by the pound on the black market.
The girl's mouth was blocked by a rag, and her exposed wrists were still covered with bruises and bloody mouths, which were scars left after the fight.
There is a black market at the junction of Lingdong and Yunqin that is only known to insiders. It is very large and its location is very hidden. Unless an acquaintance introduces it, ordinary people cannot find the place.
They hadn’t seen each other for more than a month. When they met again, he was a wealthy businessman who came to hunt for treasures on the black market. She was a human sacrifice, and they looked at each other on and off the stage.
The dealer selling human animals nearby beat the gong and walked back and forth around the platform, "Clang, clang, clang! Those who are passing by should take a look! Those who want to buy slaves, those who want to look after homes and homes, those who want a beautiful maid to serve them Warm bed! Come and choose from my old Yutou! The goods are complete! Good quality and low price!"
"Uh-huh! Uh-huh!" Seeing him appear in the audience and watching the crowd, the woman's eyes turned red and she began to struggle desperately again. The wrists that were tightly bound by the rope soon received new injuries and became red and bloodshot.
Bai Kui looked away indifferently, as if he didn't recognize her. He raised his hand and pointed at two people on the table casually, "I want to pick two servants who can fight and carry. Those two look good, old Yutou, you... Is there any problem with the shipment?"
Business came to the door. Old Yutou walked up to Bai Kui with a smile on his face. His tall figure was still half a head shorter in front of Bai Kui. "Boss Bai, you have been patronizing this black market for several years. You must be familiar with my reputation, Old Yutou." ! As long as there is absolutely no problem with the goods I hand out, I promise to be obedient! The first time you come to my place, I won’t tell you the price of those two people, it’s thirty taels per person, and the person will take the money!”
