After listening to Yue Nansong's words, Zhuge Linlang smiled and said, "Don't worry, he is just talking casually." In her heart, she wondered why the two sisters of the Yue family were so strict with the younger brother Yue Nansong.
"Let's go!" Ling Chuyao stepped forward to the carriage, and the other two followed automatically.
It was still in the first month, and the weather was still a bit cold, but after walking a distance after the carriage left the city, Zhuge Linlang sensitively discovered that the temperature was slowly rising.
After getting off the carriage, Zhuge Linlang was stunned by the scenery in front of her.
The creeks meandering away, the water is clear and you can see the small fish at the bottom of the river. Peach trees were planted on both banks of the creek. At this time, the peach blossoms on both sides of the stream were already in full bloom. When the wind blew, the petals fell one after another. Carrying out of here.
Ling Chuyao saw the amazement on Zhuge Linlang's face, and the arc of her mouth widened a little.
"How about it, pretty, right?" Yue Nansong pleased triumphantly, "I would never bring her to most people."
Zhuge Linlang looked at Yue Nansong, with a sincere smile on her face, "It's so beautiful."
"Haha, let me just say it!"
The two simply said a few words, and Zhuge Linlang was led by Ling Chuyao to move forward, leaving Yue Nansong behind and shouting, "Hey, Ling Chuyao, you value color and despise friends."
Ling Chuyao's voice came with the wind: "Who makes you not that color!"
Yue Nansong was so angry that he kicked the peach tree next to him to vent his anger and followed silently.
The three of them walked all the way to the depths of the peach forest. There was a pavilion on Yuenan Songdao. Sitting in it, they were surrounded by the beautiful scenery.
But there were already people there when they arrived.
When Zhuge Linlang saw the people in the pavilion, he remembered the previous encounter in his mind. That kind of silver hair is too dazzling, there must be no second one in this world.
The man looked at Ling Chuyao, frowned slightly, and asked, "Is it you?"
Ling Chuyao raised his eyebrows and walked into the pavilion uninvited, "Your Excellency?"
Zhuge Linlang came out from behind Ling Chuyao, her red dress was especially conspicuous among the pink sky, causing the person to turn his attention to her.
"It's you?" the man asked after seeing Zhuge Linlang's face.
The same problem as Ling Chuyao.
Zhuge Linlang nodded at him, "It's been a long time since my son."
"You know?" Ling Chuyao looked at Zhuge Linlang with a surprised expression.
Zhuge Linlang said: "I had a fate. Last time I said that the owner of the boat I met was him."
The silver-haired man said to a few people, “It’s better to meet by chance. How many people might as well sit down and have a drink?”
Yue Nansong, who was too surprised to see the silver-haired man finally recovered, sat down on the stone bench and replied, "Okay, okay."
The silver-haired man was not upset because of Yue Nansong's familiarity, but smiled and poured them a few glasses of wine, and then drank them in the peachy sky.
Ling Chuyao and the others did not hesitate, and they also raised their hands and drank the alcohol.
The silver-haired man's eyes slid with satisfaction, and said to Zhuge Linlang: "Last time I was in a hurry, I won't have time to reveal my name to the girl in the future. I have a surname of Jiang and a single name of Yu."
Zhuge Linlang bowed his hand as a gift, "Now Zhuge Linlang."
"It turns out to be General Feng Yang, who is famous all over the world." Jiang Yu said after hearing Zhuge Linlang's name, "Looking up to the name for a long time."
Zhuge Linlang smiled freely and freely, "I'm just a person who has subjugated the country, so how can I still bear the name of your honor?" After she finished speaking, she looked at Ling Chuyao and said to Jiang Yu: "This is a foreigner. It seems that Jiang Jiang just meant it. Know him?"
Jiang Yu's gaze glided across Ling Chuyao's face, "I and his mother are old acquaintances."
Ling Chuyao was a little surprised. After entering the palace at the age of seventeen, Concubine Jing never took a step out of the palace. Before she was seventeen, she was raised in a deep boudoir. How could she overlap with the person in front of her
Jiang Yu seemed to see Ling Chuyao's doubts, and he said gently: "I met your mother 25 years ago. She came out of Beijing because of an accident, and happened to run into my injury. I have a life-saving grace."
Ling Chuyao frowned slightly and replied: "The son is afraid of misunderstanding. My mother grew up in a deep boudoir since she was a child and has never taken a step out of the capital."
Although he doesn't know what Concubine Jing was like before he was born, he can be sure that Concubine Jing has never been out of the capital!
Jiang Yu looked at Ling Chuyao with a pitiful look, "It's not that I made a mistake." He sighed, "Jing Consort is not your biological mother."
"Pop", Yue Nansong was holding a piece of peach blossom cake and gnawing. He shook his hand when he heard Jiang Yu's words, and the peach blossom cake fell off.
On the stone table.
Zhuge Linlang looked at Jiang Yu in shock. She intuitively looked at Ling Chuyao's reaction, and she saw that his brows were stained with anger.
"This Prince Jing has outstanding temperament, does not mean that you can slander this Queen Mother casually!"
Jiang Yu sighed again, and uttered some dusty past stories: "I'm telling the truth. Your mother's surname is Dugu and her name is Xianchen. She is a woman who is as bright as the sun. She and the crown prince Ling Ao who visited Weifu privately. The dust knows each other and falls in love, and the momentary affection is very deep."
Ling Chuyao obviously didn't believe it, "There is no Dugu in Yanjing."
"Naturally no more." Jiang Yu's expression was a little melancholy, "because they are all dead."
Ling Chuyao and Zhuge Linlang were in unbelievable situation when they suddenly heard the sound of their heads hitting the table next to them, and several people looked at the sound source in unison.
Yue Nan hurriedly sat down, "I'm sorry, I'm so surprised." He looked at Jiang Yu, "That... Mr. Jiang, if I take the liberty, I can marry the prince and become a princess. The Dugu family is naturally the prince. Why did the concubine's family die? I have never heard anyone mention it for so many years!"
Jiang Yu didn't mind Yue Nansong's rudeness, he still looked like a jade, "Dugu clan is just a small military commander in Beijing, because when the three kings rebelled when he became the throne today, the palace gate would be lost that night, yes. The Dugu clan fought against each other, and in the end the old and weak women and children were beheaded and killed by the rebels."
Even with only a few short words, Zhuge Linlang seemed to have seen the bloodstained and fighting in the city, and the people fighting to death at the palace gate, she asked in a dry voice: "What about the prince?"
"Although the gate of the palace is guarded, there are still masters of the rivers and lakes invited by the Three Kings from outside, waiting for the opportunity to sneak into the palace and almost killing Emperor Xuanle."
"Yes... Dugu Xianchen?" Ling Chuyao asked.
Jiang Yu nodded, "You were just born at that time, and Dugu Xianchen was still very weak. Knowing that someone would be disadvantageous to Emperor Xuan Le, she dragged her body after giving birth to save Xuan Le Emperor's life, but she only survived. After a year, she had passed away when I returned from outside the Great Wall."
Ling Chuyao repeatedly told himself not to believe what this person said, but Jiang Yu's words were too convincing. It was true that Emperor Xuanle had a palace change in the year he became king, and it was also true that Emperor Xuanle almost died in a palace change.
(End of this chapter)