... , that is, Shangguan Yun's mother, exclaimed and ran forward with a clanging sound, the golden steps on her head swaying from side to side, crying like pear blossoms with tears, as if Shangguan Yun's soul had flown into the sky.
"My poor daughter, what evil have you done, to be... to be insulted like this..."
Feng Qing took a sip of saliva, laughing so hard that she couldn't stand up straight, her kick looked like The force was extremely strong. In fact, the most it could do was kick people away. It was impossible for even a rib to be broken, let alone serious injuries. The scene in front of her really made her laugh, and her stomach hurt from laughing.
If Shangguan Yun hadn't played a trick first, how could she have made things so difficult for her?
"Er Niang, if you want to sing in an opera, you can send people to the theater to find some actors. Why do you bother to go on stage yourself? Ask my sister, how strong was that kick just now? I don't know when I lost my sense of measure. After all, I am also a person who cares about women." Feng Qing smiled happily, and with her sloppy clothes, she actually showed a bit of flamboyance and ease. She suddenly suppressed her smile and looked at Nubu sternly. The hairy Taifu, with a pair of phoenix eyes as cold as a knife, said, "Father, I just went out in the evening, why should I bother you? You even put up such a formation to receive me, ha, those who don't know would think you are They want to arrest me and take me to the Ministry of Punishment for punishment."
Her tone was always cold, which made Taifu shiver. He lowered his head and quickly glanced at Shangguan Yun who was lying on the ground, and then looked at the people around him. The guard who refused to step forward finally had to admit that Feng Qing's cruelty had frightened everyone. He sighed and waved his hand, "Since it was a misunderstanding, let's let it go."
"Master, you—— " Erniang looked at the fuss-making master in astonishment. She obviously didn't expect him to bow his head to a concubine, "Master Yun'er is your most cherished treasure. Look at Feng Qing's behavior today. Even the beggars on the street know what filial piety is! She is obviously unfilial and unkind. Are you going to let her go like this?" Shangguan Yun pretended to be seriously injured and fell to the ground gasping for breath. Angry, in full view of everyone, Feng Qing took the lead. Naturally, she refused to let go of such a reputation. She struggled to raise her hand and tugged on Er Niang's sleeve, "Mom...it's okay...it's not my sister's." Wrong..."
"Tsk," Feng Qing put her head aside, not wanting to take another look at Shangguan Yun's poor acting skills. She closed the medicine bag in her arms and lost her patience. "Father, can I go back to the room? "Have you?"
Taifu suppressed his anger and glared at Feng Qing with gritted teeth. After a long time, he exhaled and said helplessly: "Go away. From now on, you must not leave the courtyard again unless necessary. I will only treat myself as a child." I have never given birth to a daughter like you. "
Do you want to sever ties? Feng Qing raised her eyebrows and sneered. She wished she could get rid of this disgusting identity as the concubine of the Taifu Mansion. How could she give in now? She bowed gracefully, her face was overjoyed, and her eyes were smiling. "Then my daughter will thank her father." After saying that, she glanced coolly at Shangguan Yun on the ground, snorted and walked away.
The crowds surrounding both sides naturally lined up left and right, leaving a small path for Feng Qing to pass by. This world is naturally about the jungle and the strong. The former Shangguan Feng Qing was too cowardly, so even a lowly servant could bully her. , but now Feng Qing has pride and ability, so he has naturally gained the respect and fear of everyone.
She took steady steps and walked towards the side courtyard without squinting. The heavy rain fell on her shoulders. Her thin back was always straight, as if nothing could make her bend. Her long and slanted silhouette was The bluestone road stretched for a long time, and until her figure completely disappeared from sight, everyone's excitement slowly dropped. Almost everyone suddenly realized that they were sweating without knowing it.
"Master!" Er Niang called out reluctantly, unwilling to let Feng Qing go like this. In her eyes, Feng Qing was just the heir of a lowly woman, and was not even qualified to enter the Taifu Mansion. But now she How dare you dare to attack your legitimate daughter Shangguan Yun? How presumptuous is this? But her husband allowed the other party to be arrogant, and tears kept pouring out of her eyes. She covered her face and shivered in the cold wind.
Shangguan Yun fell to the ground helplessly, using her acting skills to describe her weakness at this time. Her pitiful expression really made the people present feel pity. People will always subconsciously feel sympathy and intolerance for the weak. Shangguan Yun When comparing the weakness of Yun with the strength of Feng Qing, people usually choose to help the former and abandon the latter.
"Okay, hurry up and take Yun'er into the house. Go to the palace immediately and ask the imperial doctor to come and take a look. This matter ends here. No one should mention it again." The Taifu waved his hand feebly, unwilling to When he mentioned this matter again, he didn't want to punish Feng Qing, but when he thought of her cruel behavior during the day, his heart started to beat. If it was not inevitable, he really didn't want to anger her. A life-threatening woman, this was his view of Feng Qing.
Er Niang still wanted to argue, but Shangguan Yun grabbed the hem of her clothes, "Mom, I'm fine, don't embarrass dad because of me." Shangguan Yun repaid grievances with kindness, generously forgave Feng Qing's fault, and once again tolerated Feng Qing's mistakes. Few people were impressed by her.
What kind of magnanimity does this require? Unfortunately, in an unknown corner, what appeared on her face was an extremely cold smile. How could there be any weakness in her face that was distorted by hatred?
Shangguan Fengqing! Sooner or later, she will get this debt back from her with interest!
"Yun'er is still magnanimous. What evil has my Tai Tufu done to provoke this murderous god? Hey." She is also a daughter, why does Feng Qing only give him a headache? If the second daughter has Yun'er How could he ignore her if she had even half of her talents? The Taifu shook his head and waved everyone away tiredly. The young man went into the palace in the rain and invited an old imperial doctor with outstanding medical skills to diagnose and treat Shangguan Yun. After applying some medicine, he said goodbye and left.
What happened in the Taifu Mansion at night naturally spread throughout the capital on the next day. Almost everyone accused Shangguan Fengqing of being arrogant and even labeled her as untalented and unvirtuous for attacking her own sister. , insulted her biological father, was unfaithful and unfilial, almost everyone mentioned her with gritted teeth and expressed deep sympathy for the people of the Taifu Mansion. Of course, this is a later story.
Fengqing returned to the side courtyard, went inside and looked at Xiaozhu who was lying on the bed with a high fever. He took off the wet handkerchief on her forehead and wrapped her tightly with a quilt. She didn't even have time to change her clothes, so she took it in person. The medicine was boiling on the red corridor.
At night, the cool breeze was howling, carrying a bit of water vapor. Feng Qing squatted on the ground, holding a bamboo fan in one hand and fanning it fiercely at the stove. From time to time, he opened the lid of the pot and looked at the soup inside. Even on a night as cold as water, Sweat was pouring down her face, and she roughly wiped her cheeks with her sleeves. She didn't let out a sigh of relief until the water was completely boiled.
"It should be almost done, right?" She looked at the dark medicinal soup in the pot under the cold moonlight. It was the first time she cooked medicine. She really couldn't grasp the time. In the end, she had no choice but to fill it with a porcelain bowl. After filling the bowl, she took a sip first. The extremely bitter taste caused her stomach to spasm. She frowned, thinking that Chinese medicine almost all tasted like this. After making sure it was not poisonous, she put the cattail leaf fan in her hand. Throwing it on the ground, he turned around and opened the door and walked in.
Liu Yun, who was hiding in the tree, was twitching at the corner of his mouth. The heavy rain had already soaked him to the skin, but his master had to protect the future princess by himself anytime and anywhere. The thought of walking in the rain on the street Feng Qing, who asked the doctor to visit him, felt a bit of admiration and respect in his heart. Being able to do so much for a servant, such a princess might really be worthy of being the master of his family.
"Ah!" Thinking like this, he suddenly sneezed. As soon as Feng Qing walked to the bed, she could smell the soft sound outside, which was different from the sound of raindrops falling on the ground. A few cold lights suddenly flashed in her eyes. , put the porcelain bowl on the table, pushed open the window with his big hand, and let the cold wind hit his face. After scanning the dark courtyard for a week, his sharp phoenix eyes stopped on the branches of the ancient tree for a few seconds.
Liuyun's heart was in his throat, and he quickly covered his mouth and nose, fearing that Feng Qing would notice his presence.
Is it something wrong? The wind gently pricked up her ears, maximizing her hearing. At this time, apart from the whistling wind, there was only the sound of rain. She kept frowning, and for a long time, she turned around and closed the open window.
Liuyun quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could completely relax, an embroidery needle suddenly pierced the paper window and came through the air with an unstoppable force. Liuyun hissed coldly and drew his sword out of its sheath. , the embroidery needle and the broadsword collided with each other, and he flew down the ancient tree with Qinggong. Before he could stand still, an inkstone came out of the window again, and his body hurriedly moved to the side and dodged.
"Huh, there is indeed a mouse." Feng Qing opened the door with a creak and stood quietly behind the threshold. He looked at Liu Yun with cold eyes. Seeing that he was wearing night clothes, he couldn't even see his face clearly, and he was even more sure that he was A sneer slowly crept up the corner of Nai Xiao's mouth, her right hand went directly to her waist, and she was about to draw her sword.
How could Liu Yun dare to fight her? He threw the big knife to the ground with a clang, raised his hands high, "Wait, wait, wait!"
"Do you have any last words to say?" Feng Qing also stopped the movement of his hands and just looked at her. It was still firmly locked on his body, as if if he made even the slightest move, it would be stained with blood.
Liuyun's heart was in his throat. He laughed bitterly and spread his hands: "Well... I don't mean any harm."
"Huh, you are covering your head and face, and you still say you don't have any harm?" Where is Feng Qing? Believing his nonsense, he drew his sword out of its sheath with a swish sound, and asked with a stern look, "Who are you?"
Behind the black scarf, a few drops of cold sweat quietly fell on Liuyun's face, and the heavy rain wet his night clothes, and his whole body Like a water ghost, the more he looked, the more suspicious he became, "I..."
He was just about to make up a lie when he suddenly remembered that the prince had said that if his whereabouts were discovered, he was allowed to tell the princess the truth.
Liuyun let out a breath, and in the eyes of Feng Qing who wanted to kill, he told the truth: "I am the secret guard of the King of Beicheng, and I have been ordered by the prince to protect the princess personally."
Feng Qing raised his eyebrows and said coldly Looking at Liu Yun, he seemed to be weighing whether what he said was true or false. Time stood still, accompanied only by the sound of wind and rain. After a long time, Feng Qing finally snorted coldly and said: "Sure enough, there are slaves like masters. The King of Beicheng likes to listen to the corners of the wall. I didn't expect his dog to be like this."
These words were scolded by Beicheng King. Liu Yunxiao was neither angry nor angry, so he could only laugh at him.
"Go back and tell your prince that I, Shangguan Fengqing, don't need anyone to protect me." After saying that, Fengqing turned around and closed the door. Before Liuyun raised Lao Gao's heart, suddenly there was a sound of breaking through the air. With his sixth sense honed in life and death, he hurriedly avoided to the right. After a burst of white light, he saw where he was standing just now. There was a strong soft sword, which was straight into the trunk of the ancient tree. The sword body was straight. Shake slightly.
He swallowed quietly and touched his neck subconsciously. Fortunately, his head was still there. Now he really didn't dare to look down on Feng Qing. How could the future Princess of Beicheng need his protection? Thinking of what the prince said He said it softly, but he was clever, smiled bitterly, and said with fists in his hands: "Liuyun, thank you, Princess, for showing mercy."
Feng Qing smiled mockingly, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Xiaozhu's weak moans on the bed in the room, She frowned slightly and did not want to say more: "Go away."
Liuyun touched the tip of his nose. Seeing that Feng Qing had made up his mind, he naturally did not want to stay for a long time. He jumped over the high wall with Qinggong and went on his own.
It seemed that she still wanted to find an opportunity to learn this light skill. Feng Qing touched her chin and confirmed this idea again.
closed the red painted wooden door heavily, turned around and came to the bed, first glanced at the warm medicinal soup on the square wooden table, and then looked at Xiaozhu who was calling something with his mouth open, and sighed helplessly. He took a deep breath, picked up the porcelain bowl and stirred the medicinal soup with a spoon, walked to the bedside, and called in a low voice: "Xiaozhu, are you awake?"
Xiaozhu was in a daze, and when he heard Fengqing's voice, he opened his eyes weakly. When she opened her eyes, her vision was hazy, and the figures in front of her changed into two. She struggled to get up and salute, but Fengqing held her shoulders down, "Your fever hasn't gone away yet, so lie down first."
"Miss..." She called out weakly, only to feel that her limbs were weak, and her chest was in terrible pain. She could only fall down on the bed, letting Feng Qing wait for her to drink the medicine. She just opened her mouth and swallowed the medicine with these two simple actions. For Xiaozhu at this moment, it was as difficult as climbing to the sky.
Feng Qing once again wiped the water stains on her chin with a brocade handkerchief, put the empty porcelain bowl aside casually, stood up and pressed the brocade quilt for her, three thousand black hair fell on the bed sheet, her face There were still mud marks that had not been washed away, "Sleep peacefully, you will be fine tomorrow after a good sleep." She said with a smile. She was full of gratitude and remorse for Xiaozhu, so she was willing to serve her.
Xiaozhu opened her mouth, wanting to ask Bai Ri what was going to happen next, but her body couldn't bear any more stress, so she could only close her eyes and fall into a deep sleep.
Feng sighed slightly, looking at the strange flush on Xiaozhu's face, her heart felt as if someone had pinched her heart so hard that her internal organs moved out of place. She took off her riding boots , got into bed with her clothes on, and leaned quietly on the edge of the bed. , the posture was a bit weird, she put one hand on Xiaozhu's body, and placed the other hand on the outside, closing her eyes and taking a nap.
Not only Xiaozhu, but also she was a little tired this day, but she was not tired. As soon as she closed her eyes, the figures of Taifu and Shangguan Yun kept wandering in her mind, as well as the King of Beicheng who was planning something. , Feng Qing only felt that her future road was far away and bumpy.
"King of Beicheng...Huangfu Aotian..." For the first time, she whispered someone's name. For the first time, she looked squarely at her fiancé, a prince with all the power in the world.
The red candle flickered, and with a popping sound, the wick of the lamp was blown out by the cool breeze. The cold moonlight refracted in from the window and sprinkled the clear light on the ground.
When Liuyun returned to the palace with Qinggong, Huangfu Ao had not yet fallen asleep. He sat in the study room with his miscellaneous notes and read them at night by candlelight. His appearance was obscured by a silver mask. He was dressed in a crescent-white brocade robe and three thousand blue silk threads. Tied with a feather crown, it looks as proud as a plum blossom and as elegant as a lotus.
"Your Majesty." Liu Yun jumped from the window into the center of the study and knelt on one knee. He was thinking in his heart. How should he tell his master that the future princess already knew his identity?
Huangfu Ao closed the book in his hand and said in a deep voice: "It seems that she has discovered you." It was not a question, but a clear statement.
Liuyun smiled bitterly. He always felt that his prince was happy at this moment, "This subordinate is incompetent."
"Oh, it would be rare if she couldn't find you." Huangfu Ao shook his head and threw the book on the table. There was a loud bang, which shocked Liuyun's nerves. He was afraid that his master's thunderous wrath would make him unable to eat and walk around, so he could only hang his head lower.
Huangfu stood up and walked leisurely to the bedside. He looked at the continuous drizzle outside the window with a faint look. Liuyun, who was kneeling on the ground, was sweating coldly. He felt that this strange silence was depressing, almost making him feel sad. He was out of breath.
"How can Feng Qing be incompetent? She is no less capable than you, I still know this." Huangfu Ao Leng spoke unexpectedly, Liu Yun secretly cursed, you already knew this, why did you ask me to protect her? Doesn't this push me into the fire pit of and ? Liu Yun was terrified when he thought of Feng Qing's sword strike just now. If he hadn't been able to hide quickly, he would have been dead by now.
"She is the only woman who can compete with me in this world, Liu Yun. No matter what method you use, you must stay by her side and protect her personally." Huangfu Ao made it clear that it was difficult for others to do anything, and he knew that Feng Qing's ability was not enough. Small, but after all, it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands. No matter how good Fengqing is, she will always make mistakes, and what he wants to do is to break all potential crises in the cradle.
Liu Yun opened his mouth to refute. He quickly raised his head and glanced at Huangfu Ao who was standing by the window. The words that had reached his mouth were swallowed back again. If the prince has decided that he will not marry Shangguan Fengqing in this life, then She is his second master, and this request is not too much. Thinking of this, Liu Yun nodded heavily, "Yes, I will definitely live up to the prince's expectations."
"Well, stand down." Huangfu proudly said on his back. The hand behind his back waved casually, and Liu Yun flashed away with interest. He was the only one left in the huge study, alone, isolated by the window, looking at the starless sky in the distance. The direction of his sight was exactly the sun. The southernmost courtyard of Fu Mansion.
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