The Palace of the General of the State of Wei, Qing Mi Garden. Man Yao leaned on the imperial concubine chair in front of the window with her chin resting on her hand, her eyes drooping, behind her was a glazed lamp with a carved wooden skeleton, the dim yellow light came out through the silk gauze, covering her body, her head was slightly bowed, her white hair Scattered, the shadows imprinted in the light made the expression on her face hazy and indistinct, making it impossible to see the expression clearly. Standing ten steps away, Xiang Ying only looked up at her, then immediately withdrew her gaze and lowered her head to report: "As expected, the general thought we were passing the news through the three people who appeared in the nameless alley. He has already sent someone to investigate. He must not have imagined that the master is making a fuss, and Xiao Ke is the one who really delivered the news."
The corners of Man Yao's lips curved slightly into a shallow arc that couldn't be shallower. The smile was insignificant, a bit deep and mysterious. She took Xiao Sha and Xiang Ying to the Ninth Prince's Mansion, and her eyes would definitely be on the three of them and the Ninth Prince's body. Their every move along the way could not escape Fu Zhao's eyeliner, and Xiao Ke was so innocent. Girls who have no scheming and martial arts are the least likely to be guarded against. Xiao Ke doesn't have martial arts, but she has Mixiang, which is a kind of Mixiang that can make people forget what happened before when they wake up. Although Wuyinlou is secretive, she has the shoulders of Wuyinlou, so it is not difficult to find someone.
"Those people in Wuming Alley today are probably not simple." She gently raised the hand that was stabbed by the sharp hook, and it was wrapped with layers of gauze, which looked a little swollen. Xiang Ying pondered: "Those people are indeed a bit weird. Although they are usually crowded, they are not as crowded as today. Could it be that these people have some conspiracy against the master?"
Man Yao moved two fingers, and said calmly: "No matter who they are, this time, we can achieve what we want. What else will the general do in the near future?" Xiang Ying said: "I heard that since the autumn hunting Since then, the general has been sending people to secretly search for something, but they don't know what it is? They searched the entire palace, and even searched the mansions of some ministers and Qiu Lie who had contact with His Majesty a few days ago. It seems that I haven't found anyone yet." At this point, he paused, then remembered something, and added: "Before the general, the crown prince did the same thing."
"Oh?" Man Yao twitched her eyebrows slightly, and raised her eyes slightly. The prince has looked for it, and Fu Zhao is also looking for it. For those who are about to ascend the throne, what is so important to them? She condensed her eyebrows and thought carefully, and after a while, her eyes lit up, "Yuxi, maybe it is the Jade Seal of Chuanguo!" Xiang Ying was startled, with a feeling of clearing the clouds, and said with a smile: "What the master said is very true, it is very possible It is the Jade Seal of Chuanguo! But, if His Majesty is in the palace, where will the Jade Seal be if it is not in the palace?"
Man Yao sat up, and suddenly remembered the seemingly ordinary but heavy box that Eunuch Chen gave her and the words of Emperor Lin Tian: "Zhen, I will give you two things...these two things were given to you when you were the general's wife. You must not open it, otherwise, you will become a sinner in Lintian Kingdom." Could it be... She was startled, if so, what is the other thing? She stood up abruptly, "Let's go to the tea garden." Xiang Ying was taken aback for a moment, and followed her to the door without saying a word, Man Yao suddenly stopped, glanced around, with a calm expression, raised his hand to stop: "Slow down, today is not the time. You go down and rest first, I will go to the forest to practice swords for a while." Xiang Ying disagreed: "Master, your hand is hurt..."
"It's okay, I have a sense of proportion. You go." After she said that, she turned and took the sword and went straight to the bamboo forest.
For three days in a row, there was no other action.
On the night of the third day, under the bright moonlight, Fu Zhao finally finished his business affairs and wandered alone in the dormitory. As soon as his mind was cleared, he saw the figure of that person. He rested his forehead with one hand, and his eyes fell on the light gray floor tiles, but they were out of focus.
He turned his head to the door and shouted: "Come here, tell the guards of Qing Mi Garden to come to see this general."
The guards outside the door responded quickly, and within a quarter of an hour, the guards of Qing Mi Garden arrived outside the door, and before asking to see him, the companion had already said "come in".
The guard entered the room to salute, Fu Tiao stood in front of the window with his back on his back, and asked, "Is the injury on Ma'am's hand better?"
The guard bowed his head and replied respectfully: "Returning to the general, I heard from Miss Xiao that Madam's hand injury seems to be more serious than three days ago. The general has been busy with work these three days, and the subordinates dare not disturb her."
Fu Zhao's eyes changed, he turned around suddenly, frowned and said in a low voice: "What's the matter? Isn't Xiao Ke's medical skills very good? How could it be more serious?"
The guard hurriedly said: "Madam practices sword every night, the wound has deteriorated, and her fingers are already boneless. I heard that I can no longer practice swords. Madam is in a bad mood. Tonight, I asked Xiang Shiwei to call a pot of wine and screened everyone. At this moment People drink wine in the bamboo forest."
Fu Zhao was shocked slightly, and his heart ached uncontrollably, his bones were gone, is it already that serious? She actually ruined her body like this! She has always been a calm and reserved woman, but she also drinks alcohol because of a bad mood? In his entire life, what he regretted the most was that drunkenness. If he hadn't been drunk, he wouldn't have touched Chenxiang, and if he didn't touch Chenxiang, there wouldn't have been the red tent scene that made him regret his whole life. That woman has followed him for many years and knows him too much. Knowing that he was forced into a difficult situation by the head of the sect, she still planned on him like this, leading him to use Li Daitao's trick to ruin him and Rongle. Her body was broken into pieces!
He clenched his fists, strode out, and headed straight for Qing Mi Garden.
The night is quiet and peaceful, the quiet garden, the autumn wind is bleak, the bamboo shadows are blowing and swaying, surrounded by blue colors, the woman is sitting alone, her long hair is flying, and her clothes are lightly fluttering. Drink, already a bit drunk. In the air, the faint fragrance of bamboo mixed with the strong aroma of wine, coupled with the picturesque scenery of beautiful women under the silver moonlight, makes people mesmerized.
Fu Tzu stood far outside the bamboo forest, unwilling to disturb the tranquility and beauty. His eyes looked at each other infatuatedly, filled with countless misses and love. I haven't seen you for a few days, but it seems so long after a few lifetimes.
Man Yao sipped another glass of wine and poured it down, her throat was burning. She looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and remembered Li Bai's song "Drinking alone under the moon".
A jug of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date.
Raise your glass to invite the bright moon, and make three people face each other.
The moon does not drink, and the shadow follows me.
The Moon Is Coming, The Joy Is Coming and the Spring Is Coming.
My singing moon wanders, my dancing shadow is chaotic.
When we wake up, we will go to bed together, and when we are drunk, we will scatter.
Forever and ruthless travel, we will meet each other for a long time.
There are no flowers here, but bamboo. What kind of loneliness and desolation does that great poet, who is admired by later generations, feel when he is drinking and composing poems? She put down the wine glass, picked up the profound soul beside her, and flew up, not practicing swords, but dancing with style.
The soft and elegant figure is flying in the green bamboo forest, and the light like mercury flowing out in the hazy moonlight makes extremely graceful arcs. She occasionally looked back in the light of the sword, her cold and clear eyes showed a drunken look, and the snow-white hair reflected in her eyes flowed holy and coquettish, exuding a mysterious attraction.
Seeing her holding the sword, Fu Tzu wanted to stop her, but he couldn't move, as if he was nailed to the ground. He wanted to take another look at her like this, one more look.
The fierce sword energy suddenly swept across the air, shaking the bamboo leaves and falling one after another, drifting around her body, as if the desolation in the heart of the painting and calligraphy woman, or like a rain of clear leaves and bamboos, trying to wash away all the sorrows in the world.
Her sword dance is soft and firm, fully showing the most beautiful posture of a woman on such a peaceful and beautiful night, and the soft and beautiful moonlight is just her foil.
Light footsteps gradually moved to the low table where the wine jug was placed. She bent back and lifted the wine jug with one finger and threw it in the air. The drunken state is actually seductive.
The man outside the forest seemed to be hit hard by that expression, and his body became stiff. But at this time, the woman suddenly dropped the sword in her hand and fell to the ground. She held the other hand in one hand, frowned, tilted her body, and fell to the ground.
Startled, Fu Tzu hurried over and called out nervously, "Rongle."
He helped her up and saw that the thick gauze on her right hand had been soaked in blood, he was angry and distressed at the same time, picked her up and went to the bedroom.
Man Yao lowered her eyes, the shadows under the thick eyelashes concealed the expression in her eyes, she leaned quietly in his arms, motionless.
Fu Zhao put her in bed, turned around and asked someone to fetch water to clean her wound, but she grabbed his sleeve tightly. Bo Chou looked back in surprise, and saw that her eyes were slightly sparkling, her expression was half-drunk and half-awake, and there was an incomparably sad smile on the corner of her mouth, which made people feel heartbroken.
"Rongle... Six, he felt that his heart was not his own, no, his heart was already not his own.
"Why?" She tugged at him, raised her face, looked at him with drunken eyes, her voice was desolate and sad, "Why did you treat me like that?"
His heart trembled, as if a soft hand had squeezed his heart little by little, and the pain spread from the bottom of his heart to the top of his heart. He opened up. "But he didn't know what to say. He knew he was wrong! But he couldn't turn his head back.
She looked into his eyes, her cool tone was like a gust of cold wind blowing in a person's body, and she said, "Do you know how much courage it takes for me to choose to trust a person who has been using and hurting me...?" And do you know, I almost fell in love with you!" She shook his arm, and her voice suddenly became shrill, like a sharp knife cutting into his heart.
Fu Tiao's chest shook violently, and he couldn't move there. The blood in the body seemed to freeze at that moment, and the whole person lost the ability to think. He looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief, and she said: She almost fell in love with him!
He slowly squatted down, never taking his eyes off her drunken eyes for a moment, and slowly caressing her face with his hands, trembling his lips, he asked: "Rongle, you... say What?"
Her sad smile widened more and more, she shook her head lightly, and laughed at herself: "It's useless to say anything! It was you who betrayed your promise and pushed me to others in the cruelest way with your own hands. ...taught me a lesson more cruel than death! Hate, I have never said this word, but now, I give it to you! "
Her words are like sharp knives to his heart, but the hatred in her eyes is deep, he trembles physically and mentally, he knows that she hates him, from the moment he saw her with white hair, to the moment he tortured Zongzheng Wuyou When holding the sharp hook in his hand, he has always been very clear that she hates him! But he never thought that she would kiss. Say it, say it so bluntly. It turns out that knowing and hearing with one's own ears are two different things, but you can deceive yourself and others if you know, but you can no longer deceive yourself when you hear with your own ears.
Fu Tzuyu sat on the ground, his eyes were empty and desperate, his heart was pounded by regret, and the pain was unbearable. He looked at her, smiled miserably and murmured: "Yes, what to say...it's too late!" It turned out that he was only one step away from happiness, and he ruined it with his own hands! how so? how could this be
He couldn't help thinking, if that plan hadn't been implemented! "She will fall in love with him in the end, what kind of happiness will that be? It is the happiness that can't be achieved by sitting on the world and getting revenge! The more beautiful the imagination, the more cruel and cruel the reality will be. Desperate.
He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed her shoulder, with strong pleading in his eyes, as if he was desperate, and said: "Rong Le, as long as you give me another chance, I will let Zongzheng Wuyou go immediately, and I can even put Return the throne to him, I don't want anything..., Rongle, give me another chance, okay? I will never use you again, I won't hurt you, I just want to love you, I just want to be with you Live. Rong Le..., okay?" This time, it was not a threat, not an exchange of benefits, but a prayer, a kind of hope from the heart, such a solemn and sad expectation.
Man Yao opened her drunken eyes, as if her consciousness was not very clear, she frowned, and suddenly said: "Zongzheng Wuyou"... Wuyou, he was locked up by you, I want to see him! May I? "
Fu Tzu's body trembled, his eyes ached, she didn't listen to what he said. She couldn't hear his expectations, she couldn't hear his prayers, she couldn't hear his desire for happiness, and all she heard were the words Zongzheng Wuyou!
He propped himself up and looked at her, her face flushed slightly because of drunkenness, her eyes were empty, she clearly fell on him, but he was not in her eyes. He suddenly smiled decisively: "In your heart, I'm still far inferior to him! Why do you never forget him? The relationship between you is only more than ten days old. If you really want to conquer a woman from the body, then I Might as well give it a try. Anyway, there is no other hope."
His eyes became cold, no longer the gentleness of the past, she shrank instinctively, frowning, with a dazed look on her face.
"Rongle, don't blame me!" He has already regretted it, he shouldn't have let her go once, since he got married, he should fulfill the reality of husband and wife with her, maybe there will be no such thing as today.
With a certain determination in his mind, he clasped her shoulders with both hands to prevent her from dodging. He lowered his head and wanted to kiss her bright red lips that were glowing with water. She struggled in shock, so he clasped her hand on top of his head, and when he was about to kiss her, he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing behind him, he frowned, his eyes sharpened, he let her go, and turned around quickly, but in At this time, an ice-blue extremely fine silver needle pierced his skin quickly and accurately pierced into the acupuncture point, making his movements freeze and he couldn't move immediately.
His heart was suddenly as cold as ice. It turned out that everything before was used to lower his vigilance, waiting for the inevitable blow. He smiled sadly, turned his head with difficulty, and the drunken woman was standing behind him, her eyes were so clear at this moment, she was not even half drunk.
Man Yao looked at him coldly, and ignored the grief in his eyes, she winked at Xiao Sha, Xiao Sha nodded and went to get his personal token, and then followed Man Yao's instructions to send the bocho to him. Move to ** and cover the quilt.
Before Man Yao went out, she looked back, her eyes were extremely complex, as if she had seen all the past entanglements between the two of them, from the first time they met to the nights when they hugged each other and slept together, who could say that there was not a trace of love between them? emotion? She turned her head and looked at the night sky with firm eyes, her tone was cold and indifferent, and she said, "Fu Tzu, it's because you do have some affection for me. This time, I won't hurt your life. But we will meet again later, you I must be an enemy, I will never be merciful again! My whole life, from now on, I will only live for one person. This... I have to thank you for your gift, let me see clearly, in this world, after all, the immortal... is the true heart The one who waits for me!"
The light in Fu Zhao's eyes was torn apart. He looked at the back of her leaving resolutely. His heart was filled with deep sorrow and despair. His world was like a dark night covered by dark clouds outside, like ink. It can't be melted even if it is thick.
The four of Man Yao left the General's Mansion and walked west for a certain distance. In the thick night, a man in black suddenly appeared and saluted her: "Princess!"
Man Yao nodded and said: "Leng Yan, I'll give you the token, you go first, I'll get something, and I'll be there soon.
Xiang Ying hurriedly said: "This subordinate will go with the master."
Man Yao waved his hands, "No need, there are so many people, I can do it myself." After saying that, she got on her horse and went straight to the Longyue Tea Garden.
In the cold night, she came to the roof of the tea garden, opened the round hole used to project the moonlight, and jumped down, her posture was extremely dexterous, without making a sound. This trip was of great importance, and she dared not disturb anyone.
The garden was pitch-black with no light at all. She turned to an unnoticed corner behind the screen when her vision gradually became clear. She turned on the switch, and a tree used for decoration immediately moved aside. She squatted down and opened the door. The hidden compartment at the bottom of the two floors, took out the box, and then restored everything to its original appearance before standing up.
Carefully holding the box, just about to turn around, suddenly, a gust of wind blows from the direction behind him, a torn voice of unidentified male and female, with a ghastly smile comes coldly through the screen , so shocked that people trembled all over, and immediately felt a shudder.
"It turns out that the princess hid things here, making it easy for the sect master to find them!"
Red face, white hair, pain