Phoenix Shadow Coming From the Sky: Ten, De Yin Mo Violation 1

October 16th in the third year of Yuanding.

After resting for a few days, Dong Shixiu ordered to set off to return to the imperial capital.

In this battle, the emperor personally led the army to wipe out the monsters living on the top of Jiuluo Mountain. The people of Jiecheng were very grateful to their Majesty, and they sent each other off spontaneously, and they were sent out of the city dozens of miles away.

A few days after the march, a carriage in the army caught the attention of the soldiers.

Many days passed, but no one came out of the car. Every day, Du Kang, the bodyguard of General Feng, would go in and out several times, but General Feng was obviously riding a horse in front. With Du Kang's status, there are only a handful of people who can be served by him, but although Toyodazai rides in a carriage, his carriage is in front, and His Majesty and several other generals also ride horses, so they don't know that the carriage is sitting in the carriage. Who is it? Laodu's guards are required to serve him personally.

With such doubts, when the army set up camp to rest, some soldiers gathered together and guessed the identity of the person in the car, but none of them knew, but every time they camped and rested, they did not see the person in the car Come down, let people get a good glimpse of the truth.

The soldiers guessed and guessed without coming to a conclusion, and no one dared to ask for proof, so they dispersed in a short while.

That day, in the twilight, when the soldiers were eating around the bonfire, a figure quietly walked towards the carriage, but he just arrived at the window, and when he was about to open the window to take a look, a question came from behind him. Voice: "What are you doing here?"

The man froze there immediately, not daring to move.

"Turn around." The voice behind him clearly gave the order all the year round, with a kind of majesty that cannot be resisted.

The man turned around slowly, looking at Feng Duying anxiously.

Feng Duying and his phoenix eyes glanced at the man coldly. From his appearance, he could tell that he was a ten-man commander, "Answer me!"

The ten husband did not dare to look at her, he just lowered his head and said: "This subordinate... this subordinate is just a little curious..."

Feng Duying's expression did not change, but a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. He looked at the ten husband commander, pondered for a while, and then said calmly: "Do you want to know who is in this carriage?"

The ten commander neither dared to nod nor shake his head, but just stood with his head bowed.

Feng Duying had a strange smile on his face, "I will tell you that the person in this car is the survivor of Jiu Luo."

Ten Fuchang was startled, but before he could react, Feng Duying shouted coldly: "Don't back down!"

"Yes!" The ten husband quickly left with a sigh of relief.

When the man walked away, Feng Duying moved his eyes and looked at the carriage as quiet as no one for a long time, then walked away.

But when he turned around, he saw Fengji standing quietly in front of the tent a few feet away, apparently he had seen the whole scene just now, but he stood quietly, like a lonely and thin shadow in the twilight.

Feng Duying's heart suffocated, and the uncontrollable pain hit again, and he just stood there for a moment, unable to move half a step. Ever since she came down from Mount Jiuluo, perhaps unintentionally or intentionally, she has never been alone with her elder brother and fourth brother, nor has she ever said a single private word, and they both tacitly avoided that matter.

There was the sound of footsteps, but it was Du Kang who came over with rice soup and medicine, it was time to feed Jiuyao. Although he was rescued that day, he remained unconscious and could only drink some ginseng soup and rice juice every day.

Feng Duying withdrew his gaze, turned around, raised his head slightly, and walked back to his tent.

Feng Ji watched her disappear into the distance, then looked at the carriage again, and then ordered: "Shi Yan, prepare your pen and ink."

"Yes." Shi Yan responded, and put the cloak he took over Fengji's shoulders.

A gust of wind blew past the front of the camp, making the tent door beep, and the distant wind hummed in mid-air, like the sound of human weeping.

"It's only October and the wind is already so cold, this winter seems to be sad." Fengji murmured.

"My lord, don't stand at the door and blow the air. You didn't hear the doctor say that you need to take good care of yourself." Shi Yan said, and then he put down the raised curtain, blocking the cold wind for a while. It became warmer in the tent.

"I am a doctor myself." Fengji said lightly, then walked back to the tent and sat down in front of the desk.

Shi Yan hurriedly fetched the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

While writing the letter, Fengji asked: "What did you say after reading the third brother's letter you received today?"

Shi Yan said: "Your Majesty said, just follow the arrangement of your lord and Ning lord."

Fengji's pen paused slightly, and then continued to write, "Send a bottle of 'Zizhi Snow Ginseng Pills' to Du Kang in a while."

"My lord?" Shi Yan hesitated slightly. This "Zizhi Snow Ginseng Pill" is Fengji's self-prepared elixir, and there are only three bottles in total. One bottle was given to General Feng back then, and the other bottle was almost used by the brothers when they were injured over the years. Do you want to send it to Najiura's bereaved family?

Fengji didn't speak any more, just lowered his eyes and swiped his pen. Looking from Shi Yan's angle, he could only see half of the profile, as flawless as jade, as cold as jade.

"Yes." Shi Yan sighed softly from the bottom of his heart.

After a while, Fengji finished writing the letter and handed it to Shi Yan, "Send it back to the imperial capital with the spark order."

"Yes."

Feng Ji's letter reached Ning Jingyuan's hands as quickly as possible, and at the same time, news from one side quickly spread to the imperial capital.

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Yuan Ding three years, October 23rd.

The Imperial Palace.

After the beginning of winter, all the flowers withered and the dead leaves fell. Without the foil of red flowers and green leaves, even the magnificent and solemn imperial palace seemed a bit depressed, but the "Cuiyue Palace" to the north was still green and shaded. The shady pines and cypresses are flourishing in the slightly cold early winter. Now the palace has a new owner, the princess Bei Xuanji of the Northern Kingdom. After the emperor made her a concubine, he gave her the palace.

Since she entered the palace for a few months, except for this expedition, most of the emperor stayed in her palace. For a while, it was widely rumored in the palace that she was favored by a private house, and there were quite a few courteous fawns. If it were another person, the tail might go up to the sky, but Bei Xuanji was not arrogant because of being favored. She served people with all manners of courtesies, and she was also courteous and courteous when getting along with concubines in other palaces. Too distant, just so tepid, but with a detached demeanor.

On this day, after lunch, Bei Xuanji was playing chess with a court lady who knew how to play chess in the warm pavilion. Suddenly, a servant came to report that someone in Concubine Liang's palace asked to see her. She paused slightly, put down the chess pieces, "Let her in."

"Yes."

After a while, a beautiful maid in her early twenties came in, holding several plum blossoms in her arms. "The slave girl Pu Xin pays homage to the Northern Concubine."

Bei Xuanji raised her hand, "Excuse me."

"Thank you, ma'am." Pu Xin got up.

Bei Xuanji glanced at the plum blossom in her arms, but said in her mouth: "I heard that Concubine Liang has a cold, but is she better?"

"Reporting to my lord, after drinking a few doses of medicine from the imperial physician, Concubine Liang's cold has improved a lot. Today, Mrs. Liang is visiting the palace, and my lady can go down to the ground to talk to your lord." Pu Xin replied, and then said "Concubine Liang saw a few branches of 'Jade Butterfly Plum' blooming in the palace today, so she asked her maidservant to break it up and give it to the ladies in each palace as a reward." She took out a plum blossom from her bosom.

"It's good that Concubine Liang recovers from her illness." Bei Xuanji smiled, "This plum blossom has troubled Concubine Liang, so I will thank your concubine later on my behalf." , "Go get a vase and keep it." Then he said to the waiter who was waiting on the side, "Go and pour a cup of tea for Miss Pu Xin."

"Yes."

When the maid and the servants left, there were only two people left in the warm pavilion.

Bei Xuanji got up and down from the couch, walked around the hall slowly and seemingly casually, glanced at the door and window, then turned to look at Pu Xin, "But what's the matter?"

Pu Xin nodded and said in a soft voice: "Master Liang entered the palace at noon today, Concubine Liang talked with him alone, although the servants took the opportunity of delivering tea to approach the door, but they only vaguely listened to what Master Liang said." ...the plan is ready... there is nothing wrong with it...there is no way for His Majesty to do it...' These few words."

Bei Xuanji's eyes flashed, and then she nodded slightly, "I know." He took a string of pink pearl bracelets the size of little fingers from his sleeve and handed them to Pu Xin, "You Keep it."

Pu Xin hastily evaded, "Slaves dare not accept such precious things."

"This is an old thing from before this palace. It has never been recorded, and no one in the palace has seen it. You can keep it at ease." Bei Xuanji said lightly.

Pu Xin wanted to evade again, but when she raised her eyes and caught a glimpse of Bei Xuanji's expression, she took the bead and knelt down to salute: "The servant girl is very grateful for the reward."

After a while, the maid and the servants came back, Pu Xin left after drinking a sip of tea, and went to other palaces to send plum blossoms.

Bei Xuanji leaned on the couch and played with the chess pieces slowly, thinking about what Pu Xin said just now.

It seems that the Liang family can't help but want to act, but they don't know what they are holding on to this time, are they really so sure? She thought about it slowly, with an elusive smile floating on her lips. After a while, she threw away the chess pieces, and saw the palace maid holding the vase of plum blossoms in the warm pavilion, as if she wanted to find the most suitable place to put them.

Purple and white plum blossoms are placed in blue-glazed vases, like a red face leaning against pines and cypresses.

"Put this plum blossom in your room." Bei Xuanji instructed the court lady.

"Huh?" The palace maid was stunned, she turned her head and looked at Bei Xuanji with a look that didn't seem to be lying, she quickly bent down and said, "Yes, empress."