He felt something was wrong and rushed to the pass without stopping.
Fu Lie, who was standing on the city wall, was discussing tactics with Xin Zhong.
Dongzi couldn't get over it, so he could only wait slowly. After waiting like this, it would get dark.
After Xin Zhong finally left, Dongzi quickly handed over the letter.
Fu Lie glanced at it and his heart suddenly tightened, but his face remained unchanged.
After returning the letter to Dongzi, he only said: "In this case, Su Huo will definitely protect Qingqing, so I don't have to worry too much!"
Hearing his master say such words, Dongzi couldn't help but stretched his neck and rubbed his eyes.
Fu Lie turned to leave, and Dongzi hurriedly caught up: "Master, I know you are only worried about Miss Wen's safety, but that person is Su Huo, the Su Huo whom the emperor values the most. If he asks for a marriage, the emperor will not care. I will agree without hesitation!”
"I believe in Mr. Su's character and he will not make things difficult for Qing Qing."
Dongzi became even more anxious: "Master, how can you not care! I heard that boy Feihong said that girls who like Su Huo are no less fond of Fu Yu, and even Pei Zhixuan likes him. What if Miss Wen-"
Fu Lie didn't say anything and continued to walk forward, but in fact he felt very uneasy.
Naturally, he knew Su Huo very well. He was talented, had first-rate appearance, and had a clean family background, so he was highly valued by the emperor.
Moreover, he was so focused on contributing to the great Qi Dynasty that he was not even tempted by a beauty like Pei Zhixuan.
This time it was for Qingqing. Although there was pressure, Fu Lie was not worried. He always felt that there was a natural tacit understanding between himself and Qingqing.
He knew very well that Qingqing was different to him.
Thinking of this, he glanced at the vast expanse outside the pass, which was completely empty.
In the distance, the undulating withered grass was blown by the cold wind, and occasionally something like a human figure appeared in it.
He knew that they were scouts who came to inquire about the border.
The Xianbei Hu people have survived the winter, and they are not afraid of continuing in this stalemate.
But Fu Lie felt that he should change his mind and regain Youzhou as soon as possible.
It's definitely not because of Soho.
Well, Fu Lie thought so, because he was not worried that Qingqing would like Su Huo.
When they arrived at the beacon tower, Fu Lie said: "The tactics have changed. Starting from tomorrow, we will take the initiative!"
Dongzi, who was still worried, suddenly heard Fu Lie's words and was stunned again.
What he and Xin Zhong discussed just now was obviously to retreat temporarily, fight a conservative war, and wait until the next winter comes to attack Youzhou in one fell swoop.
Dongzi was sure that he heard correctly, and his face suddenly lit up with joy. It seemed that his master had really woken up.
On March 29, Wen Mingyu and Xia Feiyuan got married.
The plague in the capital was about to subside. After nearly two months of mourning, there was sudden joy, which shocked many people.
At this time, Wen Qingzhu stood at the door of Wen Bogui's house. The original Wen's door had been sealed, and Wen Bogui and Wen Jihua reopened the two gates.
"Miss Seventh, please come this way." There were many people standing at the door, but Oriole saw Wen Qingzhu at a glance.
She changed the dejection on her face, and her whole person was filled with youthful atmosphere. She was wearing a goose-yellow spring shirt and had a gold hairpin on her head.
It seems like there is no girl anymore.
Wen Qingzhu was clearly surprised, nodded with a smile, and followed Oriole in.
Wen Qinglan, who was lagging behind, had just gotten out of the car and happened to see this scene and couldn't help but think deeply.
When did Oriole, who was beside Wen Qingfang, have such a good relationship with Wen Qingzhu
After entering the courtyard, Baiyuan Garden belonged to Wen Bogui's family.
The female guest who came to Wen's house was arranged here as usual. Oriole took her to the seat assigned to her and said with a smile: "Miss Seventh is getting more and more beautiful. She looks even more beautiful than the most beautiful woman in the capital!"
Wen Qingzhu smiled: "I'm fine here, you can go and do your work."
Who would have thought that Oriole glanced around, made sure no one was staring at this place, and said quietly: "Miss Qi, I have something to tell you. I will ask a girl named Hong'er to take you later. In the past, it was about your mother!"
Wen Qingzhu was shocked when he heard this, and then nodded calmly.
Not long after Oriole left, Aunt Wu and Wen Qinglan's mother and daughter came over.
"Sister, what a coincidence." Wen Qinglan almost got taken advantage of when she went to Xia's house last time, but she cleverly avoided it.
Wen Qinglan felt angry when she thought that the Xia family had originally prepared a flower-viewing banquet for Wen Qingzhu, but in the end they almost cheated her.
Wen Qingzhu glanced at Wen Qinglan, but did not deny her face, and replied: "Yes."
Before Wen Qinglan spoke, Aunt Wu couldn't help but said: "Miss Qi, although you have a higher status than Lan'er, you are a younger sister. Don't you know how to respect your elder sister?"
These words not only surprised Wen Qingzhu, but also Wen Qinglan was stunned.
But soon, Wen Qinglan reacted and pulled Aunt Wu's sleeve to shut her up.
Turning around, Wen Qinglan said with an apologetic smile: "Second sister, don't worry. My aunt means what she says, but there are so many people today. She is afraid that we will embarrass our father."
What a perfect excuse, Wen Qingzhu almost applauded her.
But she didn't say anything, ignored Wen Qinglan, and looked away.
But it was obvious that Wen Qinglan had something to ask her.
After sitting down next to Wen Qingzhu, Wen Qinglan poured tea for her personally: "We are all sisters, so we should be friendly to each other. When we get married in the future, it would be nice to have someone to help us."
These words made Wen Qingzhu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. When he was in Yanyuan before, Wen Qinglan wanted to poison herself to death.
Thinking of Wen Qinglan entering the palace today, Wen Qingzhu understood.
I'm afraid Wen Qinglan suffered a lot at Yunxian's hands.
Then I thought that there was a younger sister at home who could be used. Obviously Wen Qinglan still wanted to plot against her.
It is profitable, and temporary patience is nothing.
But when Wen Qingzhu saw her increasingly hypocritical face, he couldn't help but overlap her with Wen Qinglan from the previous life.
When he thought of his previous life, Wen Qingzhu couldn't help but feel hatred welling up in his heart.
Fu'er was personally delivered to Jiang Yuancheng by Wen Qinglan.
For some reason, Wen Qingzhu felt a dull pain in her heart. She stretched out her hand, and Lu Tao quickly supported her.
"I feel a little stuffy. Come with me for a walk."
Ignoring Wen Qinglan at all, Wen Qingzhu took the maid away directly.
After leaving the crowd and the annoying noise, Wen Qingzhu slowly calmed down.
Standing by the river, looking at a few mallard ducks on the river, my eyes gradually became empty.
But not long after she was quiet, a voice appeared behind her.
"But Miss Wen Qi?"
Wen Qingzhu turned around and saw that it was Pei Zhixuan
Seeing her doubts, Pei Zhixuan came over and stopped beside her, and explained with a smile: "Miss Zhou and Miss Xia have some friendship, and I have a good relationship with Miss Zhou. The capital has been dull for so long, and happy events are rare. Miss Zhou invites I came over, I changed.”
Is this really the case? Wen Qingzhu looked at Pei Zhixuan with a smile.
The daughter-in-law of a high-ranking noble in the capital had some friendship with Pei Zhixuan.
But the person who could let her go out was introduced, not to mention that there was Miss Wednesday between them.
Wen Qingzhu remembered that Miss Zhou was Zhou Yi's cousin.
The smile on Pei Zhixuan's face became softer and softer. She looked at the river and said, "A plague suddenly appeared in the capital before, thanks to Miss Seven. If it weren't for you, there would have been countless casualties in the capital. Now many people go to the temple to pray for blessings. Pray one more time for Miss Wen."
Wen Qingzhu naturally knew about these things, and she only discovered them when she sent people to investigate Wen Qingxin.
For some reason, Wen Qingxin kept going to Fengguo Temple. She was obsessed with eating fast, chanting Buddha's name, and even embroidered Buddhist scriptures.
There was gradually no movement in the Yang family. On the contrary, the Yang family was anxious, worried that Wen Qingxin wanted to stay with the Ancient Buddha of Green Lanterns forever and could not sleep day and night.
When the plague broke out a few days ago, Yang was ill and the doctor couldn't find him, so Wen Mingliang looked for him.
For Wen Mingliang's sake, Wen Qingzhu asked Shaoyao to go over and take a look.
It was discovered that Mr. Yang was really ill. It was a heart disease and he was still recovering from his illness.
Wen Mingyu got married today, and only Wen Mingliang came from the fourth room.
When Wen Qingzhu thought of these things, the corner of his lips curled up slightly: "Miss Pei is too complimentary. It is the duty of a doctor to save lives and heal the wounded."
Pei Zhixuan looked away, smiled, and did not answer.
After a while, Pei Zhixuan suddenly asked, "Can I talk to Miss Wen alone?"
Wen Qingzhu looked at Pei Zhixuan in surprise. If there was no accident, they would have nothing to say.
Seeing that Wen Qingzhu didn't seem to want to talk to her alone, Pei Zhixuan said bluntly: "It's something related to Mr. Su."
"Oh?" Wen Qingzhu thought for a moment, then nodded and followed Pei Zhixuan to the pavilion not far away.
After asking the servants to step away, Pei Zhixuan suddenly asked: "Miss Wen likes Mr. Su?"
Wen Qingzhu frowned: "Why did Miss Pei say that?"
Pei Zhixuan saw that Wen Qingzhu didn't look fake, and then smiled: "I heard what Miss Zhou said. She said that you went to Dali Temple and took care of the sick Mr. Su for a day and a night. No one else could get close to you. I thought Miss Wen liked it." Where is Mr. Su?"
Wen Qingzhu became suspicious. It was strange for Pei Zhixuan to appear here.
Coupled with the fact that she looked so open but was actually secretive, Wen Qingzhu had to suspect that Pei Zhixuan liked Su Huo.
But think about it carefully, how is it possible
In her memory, Pei Zhixuan and Su Huo had no intersection.
After chatting for a while, a girl named Hong'er came.
Pei Zhixuan saw this and said, "Since you have something to do, let's talk next time."
Looking at Pei Zhixuan leaving, Wen Qingzhu felt very strange.
But Hong'er is here, which proves that Oriole is looking for her.
After following Hong'er and avoiding everyone's sight, they came to an abandoned courtyard.
Oriole is not there, and someone seems to be locked up in the room.
Lu Tao became alert, stared at Hong'er and said, "Where's Oriole! Why are you the only one here?"
The girl named Hong'er pointed to the house over there: "Sister Oriole can't get through for the time being. She got stuck because of something, but she said that if you go in, you will know everything."
Wen Qingzhu smiled: "So that's it. Then please lead the way."
Hong'er, who was standing in front of the yard, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded: "Yes, Miss Seven, please come with me, but Miss Seven must be careful, there are very powerful people locked up inside. This is what Sister Oriole told me."
Arriving at the door of the house, Wen Qingzhu looked at the constantly shaking wooden door and squinted his eyes slightly.
Are there really people inside
Just as Hong'er was about to open the door, a voice suddenly shouted from behind: "Slow down!"