The White-Haired Imperial Concubine

Chapter 52: Goodbye suddenly

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The man in purple, the man in black, Xiang Ying, the commander of archers and guards, and Ling'er, who was lying on the cliff, looked at the man in white on the lake in disbelief. Clothes fluttered, and her body was chic and handsome, as if a god descended to save a fairy whose life was about to fall. Whether they were enemies or friends, these people had stopped fighting at this moment. In addition to being shocked, they were also grateful.

Zongzheng Wuyou hugged the woman in his arms tightly, and went back to the shore, his expression was extremely gloomy. The Ninth Prince gathered around and saw that the white clothes on Man Yao's shoulders were stained with black blood, and said in surprise: "Seventh Brother, she was poisoned."

Zongzheng Wuyou didn't say a word, he hugged her and flew onto the horse, and when he pinched his legs, the horse raised its hooves, neighed, and galloped away, splashing a cloud of dust.

Capital City, Iron Guard Barracks. In the meeting hall, the generals of each battalion were sitting upright, discussing solemnly about the outbreak of the plague on the war horses in the army of the Beiyi Kingdom. Fu Tzu sat in the main seat, with his hands half clenched into fists pressed to his lips, listening to the heated discussions of the generals below, his face remained calm.

A young lieutenant general said: "This incident must be caused by people from the Beiyi Kingdom, we should teach them a lesson."

Another general said: "Their king, queen and prince are all our captives. I don't believe they can turn the world upside down?"

Another general said: "But the problem is, if we don't have horses, the strength of our army left in Beiyi will be at least halved. If they gather troops from all sides, I'm afraid the consequences will be unpredictable..."

All the generals nodded, and they all agreed. But Fu Tzu remained silent, his eyes were half downcast, his eyes fixed on a certain place in the hall, his thoughts seemed to drift away, and the generals of each battalion continued to discuss.

"The Dust Wind Nation is famous for its war horses. If we can cooperate with them, these will not be a problem."

"That's what I said, but who doesn't know that it is more difficult to buy a war horse from the Dust Wind Nation than to ascend to the sky... Eh? By the way, didn't the princes of the Dust Wind Nation come here to choose a wife? As long as the marriage can be successful this time, That should make an exception, right?"

"I heard that this prince's eyes are higher than the top, and he traveled to three countries. The kings of all countries gathered the most beautiful women in the country for him to choose, but none of them could catch his eyes."

Seeing that Fu Tzu's brows were slightly frowned and he never spoke, a counselor called out, "General, General?!"

Fu Zhao came back to his senses and was shocked, he actually lost his mind during the discussion! For some reason, I have been restless today, unable to concentrate on military affairs as usual. He stood up and glanced at the generals. His eyes seemed gentle, but there was a natural momentum that made everyone stop for a moment, and let the young and wise supreme leader of the army make the final decision. Fu Zhaodao: "Arrange for the troops staying in Beiyi Kingdom to withdraw to the border."

The generals looked at each other in blank dismay, no one expected him to make this decision. Someone couldn't help asking: "General, the Beiyi Kingdom that we took so hard, should we just give it back to them?"

Fu Zhao glanced at him expressionlessly, and said in a deep voice: "If you don't do this, how can you draw out their hidden strength? Remember, withdraw openly and stay in secret, use a small team to pick things up, and let them come out to suppress .As for the matter of war horses, I will have my own opinion."

Everyone has no objection anymore, and they all know that this seemingly gentle general has always been one-sided in the army, and no matter how difficult the problem is, he can strategize and solve it easily.

Fu Tzu said again: "That's all for today, other matters can be discussed at another day."

All the generals were ordered to return to the camp. Fu Zhao asked the people who were waiting by his side: "Is there no news from Xiang Ying yet?"

"Back to the general, no."

Fu Tzu frowned. At this moment, someone outside begged to see him. He said, "Come in."

The visitor saluted and said, "General, there is news from the east city that King Li hastily left the city on horseback and headed towards Qingliang Lake."

Fu Tiao clenched his fist tightly, his heart was still on her, that's good. "How is Qingliang Lake?"

The person who came responded: "The boat sank. Madam and the young master went up the cliff together. They were stopped by men in black and they were fighting fiercely. Just as the general expected, the man in black ordered to stay alive. scruples."

After another cup of tea time, when the man came in again, his expression was not as calm as before, but rather anxious. He knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and dared not speak for a long time.

Fu Tiao raised his eyebrows and said, "If you have any news, tell me quickly."

The man hung his head even lower, hesitated, and said: "General, the guard Xiang didn't catch the man in black with the mask, and Madam..."

Fu Zhao's heart skipped a beat, his complexion changed, and he said in a deep voice, "What's the matter, madam? Tell me!"

The man hurriedly said: "Madam was seriously injured and was rescued by King Li. I heard that the sword is poisonous, I don't know if Madam's life is in danger."

she hurt? She's still hurt! Fu Tzu's body and mind shook violently, his calm face finally changed color, and he couldn't help but take two steps back, his heart felt tense and numb. A huge airflow emanated from his body, as if it was about to flood the entire barracks. The person kneeling on the ground felt a sense of fear filling his whole heart, trembling uncontrollably, not daring to raise his head.

After a long time, Fu Tzu asked in a deep voice, "Where are they now?"

"He went in the direction of leaving the palace."

From the palace.

Zongzheng Wuyou used the water from the underground cold pool to detoxify her and heal her wounds. After treating the wounds, he placed her on the couch that he had used to rest after his practice. He was sitting beside her, quietly staring at the woman who made his dreams come true, feeling like a dream.

For more than a year, he has been thinking all the time, if she was willing to go back and take that step in the dark room, how happy they would be now? But she didn't, she chose Fu Tzu, she chose a life without him, leaving him a void to expand and spread endlessly in the torrent of time, trapping him in it, never escaping. The soreness in his heart surged up, he lowered his eyes, and gently took her hand, the slender and pale fingers could cause his heart to throb. It's ridiculous that he thought he was a ruthless person, but now he has fallen to this point for a woman, it's really sad.

The Ninth Prince stood quietly by the side. He never dared to imagine that his seventh brother would have such a gentle expression and such careful movements. He turned around and went out silently, not wanting to disturb them, walked to the door, saw the butler coming in a hurry, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Report to Your Highness the Ninth Prince, the Great General of the State of Wei is asking to see the prince."

Zongzheng Wuyou's body trembled, he arrived so soon? He put down her hand, took another deep look at her, turned and walked out of the cold room.

Outside the gate of the mansion, Fu Tzu stood in a long official robe. Seeing Zongzheng Wuyou's gloomy face, and a black blood stain on the chest of the white clothes that he would not be able to change in the future, he couldn't help shrinking his pupils, feeling a sense of fear that he had never felt before. Filled with heart. Gathering his mind, with the usual gentle expression on his face, he went forward and bowed his hands to him, and said with concern and gratitude: "I heard that King Li saved my wife, I am very grateful, and I am here to express my thanks."

Zongzheng Wuyou stood on the steps, looked down at him with his head raised, his eyes half-closed, his eyes were extremely sharp, but they were indescribably cold and complicated. All these Fu Tiao turned a blind eye, he looked straight into Zongzheng Wuyou's deeply painful eyes, his heart suddenly tightened. Could it be that she...

The Ninth Prince fiddled with his hands, and said in a very blunt tone: "My Seventh Brother didn't save Liyue for General Fu, so why would General Fu come to thank you personally?"

Whether in court or in private, he disliked Fu Tiao, and it was not a day or two to confront Fu Tiao. Fu Zhao was not in the mood to deal with him today, and only asked Zongzheng Wuyou: "Can you tell me, my wife... how is the current situation?" His face was calm and calm, but there was obvious worry and tension in his voice.

Zongzheng Wuyou pursed his thin lips lightly, unable to tell what it was like in his heart.

The Ninth Prince sneered and said: "Don't worry, Li Yue will be fine with my seventh brother around, but..."

Fu Tiao felt a little more at ease, and asked, "But what?"

The Ninth Prince squinted at him and asked, "General Fu, what do you say... If my seventh brother didn't save her today, what would happen to her?"

Fu Tzu's heart was shocked, a feeling of fear arose from his heart, he couldn't imagine what would happen if Zongzheng Wuyou didn't rush today or arrived a little later? He said: "If King Li hadn't rescued him, I'm afraid Mrs. Ben's life would be in danger."

"Wrong!" The Ninth Prince walked down the steps, walked around Fu Tiao, tilted his head and whispered in his ear: "It's not that his life is in danger, it's that he is definitely dead!"

Fu Tzu's hands trembled in his sleeves, and he said, "So I am very grateful for Li Wang's rescue..."

"Stop!" The Ninth Prince cut off his words, raised his lips, smiled brilliantly, and said, "I think you must have made a mistake, General Fu. My seventh brother didn't save your wife at all, the person he saved was Li Yue , your wife, Princess Rong Le, has already sunk into the bottom of the lake. So... From now on, in this world, there will be no Princess Rong Le, nor the wife of a general, only Li Yue, who will become my seventh brother's wife, with You have nothing to do with it. General Fu, you... please go back." He took it for granted.

Fu Tiao still had a gentle and polite smile on his face, but his eyes gradually turned cold, and his voice sank, he said: "Your Highness Ninth Prince's words are wrong! Whether she is Princess Rong Le or Li Yue, she is my general's." Wife, please also ask Li Wang to show the way, and I will take her back to the mansion immediately."

Zongzheng Wuyou curled one corner of his lips, with a smile that was not a smile, raised his eyebrows to look at him, and said proudly: "What if... the king refuses?"

Fu Tzu raised his voice and said: "Don't forget, Prince Li, she is not only the wife who is supposed to be married to the media, but also the married princess. Everyone in the world knows these two identities, and no one can change the fact."

Zongzheng Wuyou tossed his sleeve robe, and said with a sneer, "You think you can scare me with the relationship between the two countries? Hmph! What is identity, I never take it seriously."

Fu Tzu said with a smile: "Ben will know that King Li doesn't care about these things, but it doesn't mean that Rong Le doesn't care either. Presumably King Li also knows that for more than a year, her husband and I have lived in harmony with each other and lived very happily .I think... she must not want someone to destroy this peaceful happiness, right?"

Of course he knows! Although he is thousands of miles away in the south of the Yangtze River, Zongzheng Wuyou knows everything about her like the palm of his hand. He once thought about living like this forever, whether it's sad or bitter alone, since she has chosen, then he will give up. He has his pride! But what happened today made him unable to stand idly by.

Zongzheng Wuyou looked coldly at Fu Tiao's always gentle but hidden sharp eyes, his heart was full of anger, and his voice was extremely cold, and said: "This king has always known that you are not a simple person, whether you are a court or a It's a battlefield, you are good at forbearance and scheming. This king doesn't like to worry too much about these things, but no matter what you are planning, your people see her in danger today but keep it hidden, causing She almost died in Huangquan, just based on this alone...you lose the qualification to own her."

Fu Tzu's heart was shocked, and he lowered his hands, hiding them under his sleeves and clenching them tightly. He straightened his back, looked up at him, and asked, "This general is not qualified? Who does the prince think is qualified? Do you, Prince Li?" If you have this qualification, then why at the beginning... She clearly had her heart attached to you, yet she chose to marry Ben as his wife?"

Zongzheng Wuyou's gaze changed, and he stabbed the sore spot fiercely, and his heart felt unspeakably bitter. He has lived for twenty years, and there has never been a single incident that can make him face the questioning of others like this, which is irrefutable. He hurt her, it took him a year to figure out why he hurt her

Fu Zhao saw that his eyes were gloomy and painful, and a gleam of pleasure flashed in his gentle eyes, and said again: "Even if I planned something, I never meant to hurt her. I will never let her be alone like you Hiding in the rain and crying sadly, curled up under someone else's roof and slowly licking his own wound." Saying these words, pain and pleasure rolled in his heart, co-existing. He won't tell others, but in fact, even if he wanted to break her heart, he couldn't. How could someone who couldn't get into her heart break her heart

Zongzheng Wuyou trembled violently, Fu Tiao's words pointed at his vitals like sharp knives, which cut his heart like a knife and made him feel unbearable pain.

The Ninth Prince said angrily: "Fu Tzu, don't talk nonsense here."

The corners of Fu Tuowen's mouth raised slightly invisibly, but he didn't look at the Ninth Prince, he just stared at Zongzheng Wuyou, his voice sounded very earnest, and he said: "Prince Li should know that Rong Le likes peace At the wedding a year ago, Prince Li had ruined her reputation and made her miserable. Now if she is forced to stay in the palace, what will others say? Although she looks strong and calm , but no woman can completely ignore these gossips. Li Wang, if you still have her in your heart, you should think more about her. Let Ben... take her back. "

This summer, the scorching sun scorched the dust and burned the grass and trees. His heart was cut open like this, and he was still shivering under the scorching sun. "Leng Yan, take him to the cold room."

"Seventh Brother?!" The Ninth Prince frowned in alarm. Zongzheng Wuyou lowered his eyes and remained silent, his lips pursed pale.

"Thank you, King Li!" Fu Tiao cupped his hands in thanks. Zongzheng Wuyou said behind him: "General Fu, one day, you will be like this king..." Regret it! He didn't say these four words. In the process of using it, I put my sincerity in it, not only him, but now there is another Fu Tiao. Zongzheng Wuyou laughed at himself, whether it was him or Fu Tzu, no matter how conceited they were and how meticulously they planned, there was such a woman in this world who would not allow them to retreat unscathed after their plan succeeded.

Fu Tzu's body froze, and he understood the meaning of the unfinished sentence from Zongzheng Wuyou's low, desolate voice. Will there be such a day? Maybe, but even so, he still couldn't change it. Therefore, he said: "This will be different from King Li..." After finishing speaking, he walked away with Leng Yan with firm steps.

The Ninth Prince said anxiously: "Brother Seven, how could you let him take people away like this?"

Zongzheng Wuyou squinted, the brilliance in his eyes disappeared, and he asked: "So what if I don't let him take it away? Will she not go away by herself when she wakes up?"

The Ninth Prince said: "But, but... Fu Tzu used her."

"So what? With her intelligence, do you think she doesn't know?" Zongzheng Wuyou couldn't hide the pain in his eyes, and his voice was sad. She and Fu Tiao have been using each other from the beginning. She would rather be a pawn in someone else's hands than give him one more chance.

The Ninth Prince was stunned, a little confused. Seventh Brother took advantage of Liyue, she was so sad, but Fu Zhao used her, she knew but didn't care

When Fu Zhao came out with Manyao in his arms, Zongzheng Wuyou and the Ninth Prince had disappeared at the door, only a carriage and a groom waiting there. The carriage was comfortable and spacious, and the groom had excellent driving skills, and the journey back to the General's Mansion was very smooth, with no sense of bumps at all. Fu Tuo caressed the face of the woman in his arms, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

The stars are sparse and the clouds are light. Destined to be a sleepless night. The servants of General Wei's Mansion walked with their heads down, not daring to make a sound.

Kneeling upright outside the dormitory in Qingmi Garden, the three closest people to the two masters in the mansion, Xiang Ying, Xiao Sha, and Ling'er. Each of them had their backs straightened, their heads lowered, and their thoughts were different.

When Man Yao woke up, it was already midnight. Fu Tiao stood by her bed, holding her hand, looking at her with complicated eyes that were too late to clean up.

"Are you awake? Lay down and don't move." Fu Zhao stopped her from getting up, turned around and told the girl outside the door: "Come here, bring the bird's nest porridge."

The girl outside the door took the order, and Man Yao slowly remembered what happened during the day. She raised her hand and stared blankly, as if she saw the scarlet hands in the daytime, and her body felt a chill chestnut. A lamp was lit in the room, the candle shadow was dimly yellow with a light orange, a gust of wind blew in through the open window, and the whole room seemed to be shaking as the light and shadow swayed. She always felt that the things she saw in front of her eyes were covered with bright red blood everywhere, and when she moved slightly, her shoulders felt a sharp pain, which meant that she was still alive. She closed her eyes, took a breath, and a white figure walking on waves appeared in her mind, and said in a weak voice: "General, how did I get back? Is that young master okay? Where is Ling'er? Why don't you see her?"

Fu Tzu was slightly shocked, with a gentle smile on his face, and answered her questions one by one, saying: "I brought you back to the mansion. The young master suffered some minor injuries, but there is no serious problem. Ling'er, Xiang Ying protector Weak, kneeling outside the door together with Xiao Sha."

Man Yao frowned and said: "Ling'er is injured, get her up quickly. Ling'er, Ling'er—" She couldn't wait for Fu Zhao to call, so she propped herself up and yelled loudly.

Fu Tzu hurriedly helped her up, and comforted her: "Don't worry, her injury is not serious, it has been bandaged up." As she spoke, Ling'er had already entered the room, her eyes were red, and she was kneeling upright in front of the bed Next, the tears flowed down. "Master, it's all Ling'er's fault. It's Ling'er's love of play... that made Master almost, almost..." She choked up and kowtowed to Man Yao.

Man Yao said: "Get up, I don't blame you."

Ling'er knelt stubbornly, unwilling to get up no matter what, Man Yao was helpless, sighed: "Okay, let you get up as soon as possible, heal your injury quickly, I still count on you to serve me. I am not used to others. "

When Ling'er heard this, she burst into laughter and wiped away her tears happily.

When the porridge came, Fu Zhao helped her sit up, and she said, "General, let Xiang Ying get up too. It's already late, you go back to sleep, it will be good if Ling'er is with me." Her expression was light , with a distant smile, Fu Tzu's hands froze, he turned his eyes away, and left with Xiang Ying without saying anything.

Man Yao watched his back leave, with an unclear look in his eyes and a cold smile on his lips.

After finishing the porridge, she leaned against the wall and sat quietly for a while, as if she was thinking about something, but she seemed to be thinking about nothing.

Ling'er said: "Master, I will help you lie down and rest."

Man Yao shook her head lightly, pursed her lips, frowned, looked into Ling'er's eyes, and asked: "Ling'er, today...who saved me?"

Ling'er was stunned for a moment, lowered her head, thought for a while, and replied: "It's... King Li."

Red face, white hair, pain