The annual autumn hunting is a rule left over from hundreds of years ago.
The flags are fluttering, and the bright yellow brocade banners are flying in the wind. Emperor Lintian, Emperor Qiyun and the princes and ministers were guarded and guarded by the Imperial Forest Army, and the mighty team stretched ten miles away.
In the extremely noble and gorgeous chariot, Emperor Lintian and Emperor Qiyun sat side by side, on the left and right were the concubine Lian who was released from the cold palace, and the beautiful woman arranged by Emperor Lintian for Emperor Qiyun to relieve his loneliness. The emperors of the two countries have two completely different temperaments, one is stern and the other is elegant, but they are both deep and unpredictable, which makes people unable to see through the sadness in their hearts.
The Emperor Lintian glanced at the refugees who were crowded in the city. They were forcibly suppressed by the army and scattered on both sides. Emperor Lintian frowned, his eyes darkened. Emperor Qiyun sat upright, without squinting, with a faint smile on his lips.
Behind the emperor's chariot was the prince's chariot, accompanied by the crown prince and Mrs. Xiang, the prince looked around, faintly flickering uneasy. Afterwards came the Ninth Prince, Zongzheng Wuyou, Fu Tiao, Manyao and others, who arranged for them to share the same chariot.
Zongzheng Wuyou always sat lazily, leaning against the back of the chair, expressionless, as if all the hustle and bustle around him had nothing to do with him, he didn't even want to lift his eyelids, as if everything in the world couldn't get into him Eyes, and the only person he wanted to see, he couldn't see, because another man in the middle separated them from the ends of the earth.
Fu Tiao sat upright but didn't hold back, under the deep blue robe with large sleeves, he held Man Yao's hand tightly, with an unusually gentle expression, turning his head to look at her from time to time, smiling softly at her, showing nostalgia unabashedly.
Man Yao sat quietly, looking at the crowded refugees around her, the uneasiness in her heart spread more and more. Zongzheng Wuyou knew all of this, so it's impossible for Emperor Lintian not to know all of this? He chose this period to abolish the crown prince and establish Zongzheng Wuyou, clearly because he wanted to hand over all the responsibilities to Zongzheng Wuyou. Looking at the present, only Zongzheng Wuyou had the ability to balance Fu Tzu.
Zongzheng Wuyou's Jiangnan army has 70,000 troops, Fu Tzu is in charge of 400,000 troops, and 270,000 are at the border. At present, only about 130,000 troops can be used by him. All in all, the two parties have a balance of power. It's just that I don't know what Zongzheng Wuyou will do? What kind of role does her imperial brother play here? If Fu Zhao succeeds this time, what benefits can Brother Huang get from it? And what should she do
Knowing that a great change is about to happen, she can neither stop nor change it. She can only wait helplessly for the arrival of all this, and can only watch her husband and her former lover turn into fire and water, fighting to the death , such a cruel situation, how should she face it? Her heart was burning like a raging fire, and she knew very well that once the winner was decided, casualties would probably be the result. At that time, what should she do? If Fu Chou is defeated, she will be punished. If Zongzheng Wuyou is defeated, she may become the most honorable woman in this country, but is that what she wants? no!
Along the way, there was a rare silence, even the Ninth Prince did not speak, and Ling'er, who was accompanying the chariot, looked at the light gray figure in the front of the imperial chariot, and she was surprisingly quiet.
After walking for two hours, we finally reached our destination. Western suburbs, royal hunting grounds.
The dense forest is deep and vast. The hunting grounds here are different from ordinary royal hunting grounds. The founding emperor of Lintian Kingdom is an extremely brave horse hero. The hunting he requires must be in the primeval forest, and hunting ferocious creatures in the wild is considered a real skill!
Although the palace located in the north of the hunting ground is not as luxurious as the imperial palace, it is still majestic and majestic.
After a long day of travel, no substantive hunting activities were arranged. A group of people went back to the palace or tent to rest.
After dinner, Fu Zhao saw that Man Yao had been restless, so he said he wanted to go out with her for a walk, but just a few steps away, the prince came to visit.
The prince said: "It seems that the prince came at the wrong time, where are the general and the princess planning to go
Fu Tzu saluted and said with a smile: "I've met the prince! I'm planning to go out with my wife to relax. I don't know if the prince came to see me. What's your order?"
The crown prince raised his hand, said "Wai Si" and looked at Man Yao, then smiled again: "Everyone in the world knows that the general is skilled in riding, shooting stones and drinking feathers, the prince is here to ask for advice, I don't know the general" "At this moment Can it be convenient
Fu Zhao hesitated slightly, raised his eyebrows, Fang said: "The prince speaks so much, I am ashamed of my humble minister!" After saying that, he turned around and gently instructed Manyao: "Rong Le, just walk around by yourself, don't go to the hunting ground. It's getting dark, don't go far, remember to come back early."
Man Yao smiled lightly and nodded, made a slight salute to the prince, and left the palace alone.
Around the hunting ground, there are guards every ten steps, and there are people saluting wherever they go. She was upset and wanted to find a quiet place to be alone for a while.
The sun sets early on the western mountains, and the sky and the earth are full of twilight. She went around the palace and walked to a higher place. The steeper the mountain road, the harder it is to walk, the more she climbed, she didn't even want to use lightness kung fu. When she got to a flat place, she stopped and looked around. The place is not big. Although it is autumn, there is still green grass. On one side of the grass, there are large patches of dandelions, some of which are still blooming. It has yellow flowers, and some flowers have been adjusted to zero, forming white crown plush balls, and when the wind blows, they will scatter and sway in the air.
She spread her five fingers, and a piece of fluff like a pure white umbrella fell on her palm, so beautiful, yet so inconspicuous. She looked at it and was stunned, remembering who once said in the previous life, the flower language of dandelion: unstoppable love.
She looked up at the sky, the sky was gray, like a layer of gray mist, and she couldn't see clearly. Next to the group of dandelions was a tall, large rock, which seemed to be flat. On one side of the rock was a huge maple tree, with its branches extending out, almost blocking half of the rock. And on the pale gray rocks, the dense maple leaves are half red and not red, like green but not green.
There are always some things in this world that are in a state of blur and separation, which makes you try to see through, but you can't see through, and you can't tell them apart.
She slowly stepped up the stone steps beside the rock, and suddenly froze.
She thought that there should be no one in such a remote and quiet place. It turns out that there are people like her who don't like that kind of excitement and just want to hide in peace.
On the rock covered by maple leaves, a man in white is resting on his arm, reclining half of his body, with one leg slightly bent, and the hem of his clothes slipped down, spreading out on the rock.
The man closed his eyes, but he could still see the slight tiredness between his brows.
Manyao laughed at herself, how could it be such a coincidence, she purposely walked a little farther, but found such a place, and met this person she least wanted to face.
She turned around intuitively, just like the last time she chose to leave in Manxiangnao. But before she moved, a tired voice came from behind: "Min Ran is here, why bother to leave in such a hurry."
She was slightly stiff, but turned around with a smile, and said politely: "Sorry for disturbing Prince Li's rest.
Zongzheng Wuyou slowly opened his eyes, narrowed his phoenix pupils slightly, and said in a slightly sneering tone, "You must call your names so carefully?"
Manyao smiled faintly, and said: "It's hard to lose, but the rules must always be followed."
Zongzheng Wuyou curled one corner of his lips, but there was no smile in his evil eyes, only a bit of sarcasm. He stared into her eyes, and after a while, he suddenly asked: "Who do you want to live?"
Man Yao's body trembled, this question was asked so straightforwardly, like a sharp knife cutting straight into the stomach, it was heartbreaking.
Who does she want alive? She asked herself that too.
"Why, don't you dare to answer?" Zongzheng Wuyou fixed her gaze firmly, as if he wanted to see through her sharply.
Man Yao smiled slightly, paused, and then said quietly: "Do I hope that whoever lives can live? In this world, in the face of hatred and imperial power, women's hopes can never change anything, can they?"
Those great loves that have been sung by the world, and the confidante who has been cast aside by the world and ruined the country and the people are nothing when it comes to her! A woman, in the midst of an unforgettable hatred, in a grand political vortex, is actually so insignificant, so insignificant and insignificant!
Thousands of lives are tied behind each of them. Fu Tzu has endured humiliation for many years, and it is already extremely difficult to promise not to use her to harm Zongzheng Wuyou. How much determination is required to make such a promise? And how much impact will this promise have on his original plan? She has no way of knowing. As for Zongzheng Wuyou, she has no right to ask him anything. Standing in his position, he has the responsibility to stand up at the most critical moment, defend the imperial power, and protect his relatives, even though he has some problems with Emperor Lintian. Happy heart knot, but after all, it is his father who pampered and loved him in every possible way, and it is also the country that his mother has achieved through happiness. He can refuse to accept it, but he cannot let others plunder him.
Zongzheng Wuyou was slightly startled, and said, "I only ask what's in your heart."
Man Yao lowered her eyes, looked at the dandelions fluttering in the wind under the rock, her eyes were empty, and said: "Since it can't be changed, then, is my opinion important?" If it is possible, she wants them all to live, is that okay? She thought about it, suddenly raised her head, and said: "If you win, can you let him go, don't kill him all. He, for so many years", has lived a very hard life. He shouldn't die in your hands! "They are brothers! How can they kill each other
A look of pain flashed in Zongzheng Wuyou's deep pupils, he jumped up suddenly, grabbed her shoulder, and his wicked eyes suddenly ignited with anger. He frowned with thick eyebrows, stared at her fiercely, and said in a deep voice, "Are you begging me? For him, you actually begged me! He is already so important in your heart? It's so important that you can let go of your love for him." pride?"
Man Yao's shoulders were painfully pinched by him, she raised her chin, her eyes were full of stubbornness, and said: "You asked me to say it",
Zongzheng Wuyou looked into her eyes, kept looking at her, and finally smiled softly, his eyes were intertwined with anger and self-deprecation, as well as the pain that was not easy to be noticed. Yes, he asked for it! How could he expect that in her heart, he was the most important one
Manyao looked back into his eyes, her heart ached, she said: "If you lose, I will fight him too", "!
"No need!!" Zongzheng Wuyou cut it off decisively. " Said: "This king will not lose!" Even if I lose, I don't need you to intercede for me! "
"You..." He was so proud and conceited. Before Man Yao finished speaking, Zongzheng Wuyou suddenly lowered his head and grabbed her lips, biting the delicate skin as if punishing him, and then squeezed Man Yao's lips. The smell of blood flowed into her mouth together with his despair.
Man Yao didn't expect him to make a move at all, and couldn't help letting out a muffled cry of pain.
Zongzheng Wuyou let her go, his chest heaving unceasingly. He asked coldly: "Pain? Every day I feel a thousand times more pain than this. Is more than a year of punishment not enough? What else is enough? I use you once, and you hate me so much, he uses you So many times, you can forgive him and accept him, and sleep with him every night, why?!" His voice was angrily and puzzled, like an abandoned child, with vague helplessness and confusion. He used emotion as bait, and his original intention was to use it well, but when he used it, all the emotions he expressed to her were true from the heart, so is it still used
Man Yao's eyes hurt, but she forced herself to smile and said, "You asked me why? Don't you understand?" Because of love, she couldn't accept the hurt. And because I don't love, I don't forgive or don't forgive, accept or don't accept. She said again: "I married the general not to punish you, let alone to wait for your repentance. I just simply want to leave you, that's all. You don't have to do anything for me. Some things are lost. It's irreversible." In the last sentence, she was not only saying it to him, but she was also saying it to herself. Even though her heart ached, she still had to tell herself, since there was no hope, why should she still worry about it
The strength of Zongzheng Wuyou's hand was so strong that it seemed that he wanted to take off her two arms. His anger, his pain, and his despair, in this darkened sky, followed the cool air of early autumn. Covering her whole body, slowly seeping into her blood, like an invisible hand, tightly grasping her heart, making her breathless
He let go of her suddenly, his face turned pale, he took a few steps back, put his hand on his chest, and when he turned around, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, which filled his mouth and he didn't spit it out. With his back turned to her, he laughed at himself very much, and said with a smirk: "It turns out that this king has always been...so passionate." If it wasn't for punishment, it meant that he had already lost his chance. He actually wanted to ask her, did she really have any feelings for him? If so, then why didn't he even give him a chance to make up for it, why did he have to be so decisive. If she simply wanted to leave him, it could only mean that after the hurt, he didn't even leave any hatred in her heart.
That being the case, what else can he say? The people behind were silent, he stopped looking at her, flew down the rock, flung his sleeves and walked away.
She was isolated on this rock, looking at his rushing back, so desolate and lonely. There seemed to be moisture coming out of the corners of her eyes, she quickly raised her head, letting the bitterness flow back and drown her internal organs. She didn't want him to be swayed by her, so she let him focus on nothing else, be ruthless, and don't have to worry about whether she will suffer from the fish pond. That's only fair to them. She only hopes that on the day when they decide the winner, they can remember their brotherhood and leave a way out for each other.
Manyao went down the hillside, and when she came to a bend, a Dolly's sword suddenly lay across in front of her. There was an unconcealable strong hatred in the eyes of the woman holding the sword, as if she wished to smash her to pieces immediately.
Manyao looked at the woman calmly, and asked lightly: "What's the meaning of Mrs. Xiang?!"
Chen Xiang glared at her angrily, and asked in a cold voice: "You have met a man behind his back again! Where do you put his face? What kind of virtue and ability do you have to let him risk his life for you? Risk, reckless change of plan or? If possible, I really want to kill you to break his mind!"
Not surprised, Man Yao naturally knew who Chen Xiang was referring to. From the day they got married, she had already seen a little bit of Chen Xiang's thoughts on Fu Tiao. Maybe she was right, what could she do? It seems that what she expected was right, their original plan was really to use her as a bargaining chip to deal with Zongzheng Wuyou! In order to fulfill his promise, Fu Zhao temporarily changed his strategy. Si should be happy. Why is he so sad and inexplicable
She pushed aside the sword of Chen Xiang in front of her with her hand, and the sword cut a hole in her hand, she didn't seem to notice, ignored the anger and hatred of the people behind her, and left directly.
"Rong Le, what's wrong with your hand?" Back in the palace, the crown prince had already left, and Fu Tiao came up to meet her, seeing blood dripping from her fingertips, and blood stains all the way, couldn't help being startled, and asked nervously.
Manyao casually smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's just an accidental scratch. You don't have to worry."
Fu Tzu frowned, placed her on a chair, ordered someone to take the wound medicine, took her hand, wiped off the blood, and a deep sword mark appeared on the palm. Fu Tzu's complexion darkened, and his gentle eyes were suddenly gloomy, but he carefully bandaged her wound calmly, then told her to rest well, and made a gesture to go out the door
Man Yao held his hand from behind, Fu Tuo paused, then looked back at her, she said: "Don't go. She is for your own good! People live in this world, it is not easy to meet someone who treats you sincerely , don't hurt at will, even though what she did was not your intention."
Fu Zhao's eyes flashed, and he turned around to live with her, loving her infinitely. Man Yao quietly leaned against his chest, not moving. After a moment of silence, she asked, "What would you do if you won?"
Fu Zhao froze slightly, and then asked, "What do you want me to do?"
Man Yao smiled desolately, it was her hope again, what is the use of her hope? In view of Zongzheng Wuyou's reaction, she did not answer. Just said: "He is your brother."
"I have no brother. He is the son of my enemy." Fu Chou cut. "The tone is heavy. That is also his biggest rival in love, not only won her body, but also won her heart.
Man Yao knew that it would be useless to say anything else, so she just sighed softly, and said, "Thank you for everything you have done for me. If you lose, I will accompany you in heaven and earth."
Fu Tzu was startled and didn't answer immediately. After a while, Fang asked: "If he loses, you will go with him all over the world, right?!"
Man Yao closed her eyes, pressed her face against his solid chest, and said nothing.
In the next few days, he hunted during the day and roasted the game that everyone hunted at night while watching the singing and dancing. On the surface, he looked calm as if nothing would happen.
On the sixth day, a group of people returned from hunting, holding the spoils in their hands, as excited as hunting in a day.
Emperor Lintian and Emperor Qiyun praised them a lot. In this autumn hunting, apart from the emperors and female relatives of the two countries, only Zongzheng Wuyou and Fu Tiao had never entered the hunting grounds. Others can more or less bring back one or two kinds of prey, and some people are afraid of encountering wolves and dare not go into the deep forest, so they only hunt small animals such as hares around. After all, it is a virgin forest, and the wild animals in the forest are not artificially raised, and their martial arts are not high enough, so there must be many dangers. The prince glanced at Fu Chou, and faced Zongzheng Wuyou who was sitting on the lower seat with an expressionless face, he said with a smile: "The seventh brother is very good at riding and archery, why are you just sitting here these days? Let's go and have a good time hunting? I heard that General Fu is also very good at hunting, why don't you come and compete to see who is better? What does your father think?"
Emperor Lintian raised his eyelids, looked at Zongzheng Wuyou thoughtfully, saw that he looked tired and had no intention of going into the hunting ground at all, so he couldn't help but frowned, and didn't respond.
Fu Tiao held Man Yao's hand without hesitation, when she smiled softly: "What does Rong Le like? I'll go hunt for you right away." His voice was not loud, but it was enough to make everyone present hear. Such relaxed and casual words seemed to be no problem compared to King Li's hunting, but according to his wife's preference, hunting whatever he wanted was as easy as grabbing it with his hands. That tone of infinite doting made Zongzheng Wuyou's ears extremely harsh.
Manyao smiled lightly and said, "General, whatever you want is fine." She just answered casually, and it didn't sound like that to others.
The prince immediately laughed and said: "The general and the princess are indeed very affectionate husband and wife. Look at the husband and wife casually. What the princess is implying is that no matter what the general hunts, as long as it is done by the general, the princess will naturally like it. General, just If you say something to the princess, you should work harder and hunt for some good things and give them to the princess, so as not to waste her deep affection."
Fu Tzu said with a smile: "What the prince said is very true! Rong Le, wait for me to hunt for you, you wait here for a while." After finishing speaking, he glanced at Zongzheng Wuyou on the opposite side, and saw Zongzheng Wuyou squeezed the armrest of the seat under him heavily, his hands were full of veins, his eyes were gloomy, he snorted coldly, and without saying anything, he left the seat first, got on the horse, took the guard and handed it over to him. With his quiver in his legs, he clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and with a sound of "drive" with the whip, the horse raised its hooves in pain and galloped towards the hunting ground like flying.
Only then did Fu Tzu let go of Man Yao's hand, stood up unhurriedly, and turned on the horse in the same way. The moment the horse galloped away, the gentle smile on his face faded.
The Emperor Lintian winked at Commander Xiang who was on the side, and Commander Xiang quickly ordered a team of imperial guards to follow.
Zongzheng Wuyou frowned, his heart was turbulent, he swung his whip vigorously, and the horse under him flew straight into the depths of the dense forest.
There were few prey along the way, and some of them were only pheasants and hares. He didn't even bother to look at them. After entering the dense forest, he faintly smelled a faint fragrance that was almost inaudible, as if the fragrance of nature was blowing in the wind. His expression changed, and he immediately held his breath, his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, and his movements twitched quickly. An arrow strung on the string and pulled the bow, only heard a "swish", the arrow pierced the sky, and the blue figure hidden on a tree a hundred meters away rolled to the ground before even a snort, swallowing the last breath. tone. That arrow hit the heart exactly.
With a sneer, he continued to gallop, leaving deep horseshoe marks along the way. Unknowingly, he arrived at the edge of a hunting ground. Except for the people lurking in the village who would appear every time he walked, he didn't encounter any prey worth his shot. On one side of the perimeter, the fence seems to have been damaged and collapsed. No wonder there are no prey in the forest! It seemed that it was specially prepared for him. He wanted to see what kind of layout was waiting for him
After driving the horse over the fence, a few hundred meters further on, at the end of the dense forest, there is a cliff...
He tightened the reins, glanced at the tree barrier in front of him, and then at the inconspicuous village pile next to him, raised the corners of his lips in disdain, beat the horse around from the side, stopped behind the wood barrier, on the edge of the cliff, and waited. With the arrival of the descendants.
Fu Tiao came here along the horseshoe prints along the way, as well as traces of dead bodies. He also looked at the tree barrier with a flicker of eyes, bypassed from the other side, and stopped at the edge of the cliff, separated from Zongzheng Wuyou There is a distance of more than ten feet, facing each other far away.
Zongzheng Wuyou said coldly: "This king thought that the general was still a person, but he didn't expect to be so despicable, using such a despicable method!!! Those scents are different from ordinary medicines, they disperse in the wind, so It is everywhere in the air, making it impossible to guard against. At first, he was distracted and inhaled a little, but it didn't hinder him much.
Fu Tzu smiled gently, but with a sense of sarcasm, he said: "I don't understand what King Li means. I traveled this way, but saw that there were no prey on the road, but there were several corpses. Could it be that King Li couldn't find the prey? Do you want to use people to make up your numbers?" In such a vast forest, you can't even see a decent beast, which makes people feel weird.
Zongzheng Wuyou sneered and said: "This king just wanted to ask the general, where is the prey in the forest? This king has already arrived here, you might as well ask everyone to release them."
Fu Tzu frowned slightly, and said: "Where is the prey, how would I know? But Li Wang left horseshoe marks and dead bodies all the way, and he was going to come here, what is his intention?!"
Zongzheng Wuyou snorted coldly, "I don't have time to talk to you, and I don't like to beat around the bush. If there is no prey, then you and I will meet each other." Zongzheng Wuyou didn't wait for the words to be heard, and quickly shot, three arrows together When the string is strung, the bow is fully drawn.
Fu Tzu's eyes flashed a penis. He was already on high alert, and his reaction was natural and sensitive. When he saw the other party making a move, he immediately shot, and almost at the same time, he made the same move.
The six arrows are facing each other, and they are all aimed at the throat and heart of the opponent.
Zongzheng Wuyou half-closed her phoenix eyes, her evil eyes were as determined as hell's ice pool, wanting to swallow the other party. The full bowstring is pulled half a minute again, as long as it is loosened a little bit, the arrow will surely go straight to the opponent's throat like a broken bamboo.
Fu Tzu's gnawing brows and eyes were finally no longer gentle, and the eyes in his heart were full of flames of hatred, as if he wanted to burn the other party to death. The strings in his hands have been stretched to the extreme, and his bluish-white fingers are ready to open at any time.
Surrounded by silence, murderous intentions arose. Even the autumn wind is infected with the awe-inspiring chill of winter.
Red face, white hair, pain