The cold young master's exquisite wife

Not only has the weather in Kyoto been dark recently, but it has also been accompanied by snow and rain, and hail has fallen.This is rare in the bustling Kyoto.

Inside the hollowed-out carved windows, the four walls are inlaid with gold-carved peony patterns, and the peonies are blooming delicately, richly and dazzlingly.In the oversized room, white marble columns stand at the four corners.

On a soft bench, an old man reclined, his eyes glaring, shaking his head while holding a hand stove, watching the girls with their sleeves fluttering, singing and dancing in the smog.

A young girl in peach-colored veil, about sixteen or seventeen years old, was kneeling in front of the old man's bench, beating his legs.The girl's lips were dark and purple, obviously because the weather was too cold and she was wearing light gauze.She felt wronged in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it on her face.

The old man stretched out a hand that was wrinkled like dry bark, with a green emerald ring on his finger, against which the crooked hand looked even more ugly.That hand finely rubbed the girl's delicate skin, and slowly slid from the girl's collarbone to her chest.

Suddenly, the girl took two steps back, avoiding the attack of the withered hand, and wept bitterly, "Please let the lord let Bi Lan go."

The old man was the notorious Prince Wei of the capital, and he said angrily to the girl, "With your mediocre appearance, how dare you..." He couldn't help but think of Yan Weier's appearance of being so pure, and how he once laughed at him as he was dying, senile.

"Go down, go down!" Prince Wei shouted back the group of girls who were singing and dancing, feeling irritable, and cast Senhan's eyes on the girl in peach clothes kneeling at her feet. , very seductive.

But Prince Wei had already lost his interest, only felt that this girl, except that she was similar in age to Yan Wei'er, had nothing to look at, and said in a grim tone, "Come on, take her down, don't add clothes, don't eat .”

The Qingsha girl was quickly escorted out by the two, but she couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.Cold and hungry are nothing compared to serving this disgusting old man.

Prince Wei glanced at the gloomy and cold weather outside the window, and was in a terrible mood.He thought that the spring would be warm and the flowers would bloom soon, but unexpectedly the weather also turned against him, and there was actually hail.

Earlier, Feng Chuyang and Qin Zhiheng reached a consensus, and he sent a team led by "Hungry Ghost" Qian Zikui and "Flying Sword" Nie Guanqing to the Qin family.Before leaving, he asked an artist to copy Yan Wei'er's portrait and gave them to the two, and told them that if they saw this girl on the way, they must take her back to Wei Wangfu.

He didn't expect to meet Yan Wei'er at Feng Chuyang's banquet, nor did he expect that Yan Wei'er would get mixed up with the third son of Qin, let alone Feng Chuyang and Qin Zhiheng set off to burn the boat in the middle of the river plan.

When he received the news, the boat had been reduced to ashes and sank to the bottom of the river.But he didn't give up, and sent many troops out to inquire about the news.People who came back reported one after another that they might have sunk with the boat, which made him restless.

"My lord, Hu Jirong is back in charge!" the servant came to report.

Prince Wei lazily said, "Let him in." He was still lying on the bench, and many people had come to report it, which was not good news, so he didn't place much hope on Hu Jirong.

"My subordinate is late, I hope the lord will forgive me." Hu Jirong stood respectfully with his fists clasped.

Prince Wei squinted his eyes and didn't move.

"My subordinates have found out that the girl in the portrait and Mr. Qin San are not dead..."

Prince Wei sat up suddenly, and said in a voiceless voice: "What? You're not dead?" His small swollen eyes widened, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he was immediately full of energy.

"The news is absolutely true, but...the girl followed Young Master Ji Lian back to Ji Lian's mansion."

It's Young Master Jilian again!

Prince Wei is really angry. That young master Ji Lian is only trying to get along with him. The last time it was found that the whole family of the Yan family was killed, it was the "Eighteen Knights" under Young Master Ji Lian. Now he And I can't figure it out with my concubine.Even the fact that my concubine was robbed halfway has something to do with him.

Prince Wei was furious, and when he was about to tell his subordinates, a servant came to report: "My lord, the third prince is here!"

Prince Wei signaled to Hu Jirong to back down, and got up to greet him in person, only to see the third prince Feng Chuyang's face turned dark, and a black robe set him off even colder.

"Third prince, please!" Duke Wei's heart was pounding, he didn't know why Feng Chuyang was coming, in order to avoid suspicion in the past, he couldn't be invited.

Feng Chuyang didn't answer, and went straight into the hall where Prince Wei was enjoying singing and dancing just now, lifted the hem of his robe, and sat down upright: "Did you receive the news that Qian Zikui and Nie Guanqing you sent out They're all dead."

"What?" I just received a shocking news, and now there is another one.

"I originally dispatched troops as quickly as possible, but I didn't expect Young Master Ji Lian to clean up the mess so quickly. He killed and took away all the thousands of troops you stationed in the Qin family overnight. Including the money you are proud of. Both Zikui and Nie Guanqing died under his hands." Feng Chuyang said sadly: "It's a big mistake. It was a surefire victory, but now it's a crushing defeat. Qin Zhiheng was executed by his father, and this chess piece is also destroyed."

Feng Chuyang sent a large number of people, and before arriving at the Qin family, he received news of his family's relocation and learned of Qin Zhiheng's death.He had no choice but to withdraw his troops hastily. Without Qin Zhiheng, how could he have a reason to send troops?

"It's Young Master Jilian again!" Prince Wei gritted his teeth.

"It is rumored that your 'hungry ghost' Qian Zikui was killed by Young Master Ji Lian with one blow." His words were very dissatisfied, and Feng Chuyang attributed the responsibility to the fact that the people sent by Prince Wei were too weak.

But these words were almost buzzing in Wei Wangye's ears. The "hungry ghost" Qian Zikui was kicked out by Jixiumen because of his misconduct.By chance, he devoted himself to Prince Wei's family.

Although this person can't be said to be invincible all over the world, he is at least ranked among the top five in Jixiu sect. He has become famous all over the world as soon as he debuted.Of course, he has done a lot of evil, so he has a very bad reputation.But if it is said that the young master Ji Lian "killed this person with one move", it is really palpitating.

Prince Wei felt guilty and chilled, he didn't know how good the young master Ji Lian was at that time, he had such skill at such a young age.He also thought that Yan Wei'er had fallen into the hands of young master Ji Lian. It would be a dream come true if he wanted to take her into his arms. The court did not dare to confront Ji Lian's family head-on. How could he dare to oppose it because of a woman.

Feng Chuyang frowned, and said again: "Then the Qin family is now in charge of the third son of Qin. On the day of Qin Zhilin's funeral, the Qin family moved to the territory of Ji Lian's family. We have nothing to do."

Prince Wei listened with his head down, but he didn't dare to answer, he was the person he sent, and now that the matter has come to this point, there is no words to tell.

Feng Chuyang sighed, and suddenly felt that his words were serious: "Your Majesty, there is no need to worry about this matter. Now that the situation outside the Great Wall has changed suddenly, and the court is overwhelmed, we still have time to make preparations. As long as you and I work together, why not worry about major events?"

Prince Wei responded, thinking in his heart, he didn't tell anyone about such a big event as the burning of the boat in the middle of the river, and if the big event comes to fruition, he might be forgotten as a hero.

He thought so in his heart, but his face was filled with a submissive expression.