The cold young master's exquisite wife

The sea of ​​wintersweet flowers spreads endlessly, as if it is more radiant than the peony, the king of flowers.Thousands of flowers wither in winter, leaving only one flower in full bloom.

Rare, always makes people want to keep it alone.

Feng Chuyang has been lingering in the plum grove for the past few days, the dark fragrance is lingering, and the strange sight can't be let go for a long time.The graceful posture of the beauty in the painting has been deeply imprinted in his mind, and he can't get rid of it.

It's not just a man's desire for a woman, for him, women are just playthings.More confusion and inner turmoil are caused by the plum blossoms blooming one after another on that day, thousands of them, silent and even more vocal.

Like some ancient legend, or a foreshadowing.

If you get this girl, you get the world.Knowing that this statement was made up by Prince Wei to let him stand out, he felt depressed in his chest, but he still couldn't help being troubled by this matter day and night.The more he thought about it, the clearer the beauty's figure became, and for the first time, it aroused his longing for a woman.

Some regretted that last time in the carriage, such a good opportunity was within reach, but she let her run away helplessly.But now, if he really wanted to kiss Fangze, it might not be much easier than planning a coup d'état.

He really underestimated Young Master Jilian, and thought he was sure of victory in the battle of Jipar. With such a huge disparity in military strength, he was easily crushed by Young Master Jilian.And it was precisely because of that battle that the grassland tribes who were about to make a move before all took a wait-and-see attitude.

"Third prince, I'm going to ask a fortune teller to see you." The servant came to report.

"Ask him to wait for me in the study." Feng Chuyang walked slowly towards the study with his hands behind his back, still with a solemn expression on his face.

Xiangshi Mu Chu is the feng shui master Feng Chuyang relies on the most. This person does have some Taoism. With him all these years, Feng Chuyang often turns dangers into good fortunes, so he gradually develops a heart of relying on him.But few people know that he has a close relationship with Mu Chu, otherwise Prince Wei would not dare to find someone to fool him.

"The villain is late, and I hope the third prince will forgive me." Mu came out and saluted the fortune teller.

The third prince, Feng Chuyang, thought deeply, picked up the scroll, and slowly unfolded it, as if he was afraid of damaging it: "What is Mu Chu's opinion on this painting?"

Mu Chudingqing took a look, and lost her voice: "How could the third prince also have such a painting?"

"Oh?" Feng Chuyang raised his head, frowning slightly: "Where did you meet Mu Chu?"

"To be honest with the third prince, the villain's master also has such a picture. If the villain's guess is right, this painting is from the master's hand." Mu took a step forward, dipped his hand in a little tea, and smeared on a corner of the painting , and soon, a hidden seal was revealed: "Third Prince, please look, the word 'Fu Lin' is the name of the villain's master. He has always been used to using this hidden seal."

Master Fu Lin's name was known to everyone in the dynasty. This man is good at observing the sky, has profound knowledge, and lives in seclusion and seldom interacts with others. Mu Chu is his apprentice.

It's just that this apprentice tends to follow others and has extremely poor moral character, so he was expelled from the school by Master Fu Lin.

"Then is there something strange about this painting?" Feng Chuyang heard that this painting was actually made by Master Fu Lin, and the strange scene of Mei Lin flashed again, which made his heart beat involuntarily.

"Back to the third prince, the villain dare not lie. Originally, with my skill that day, I couldn't know the mystery of this painting, but I overheard the master's conversation with senior brother Mu Shan, saying, 'If you get this girl, you will win the world. ', this matter must not be spread, otherwise it will cause chaos in the world." Mu Chu respectfully said slowly what he heard from the master, and added a little bit of his own understanding, knowing everything and saying everything, analyzing it to the three The prince listens.

Feng Chuyang rewarded Mu Chu, and ordered the servants to send him out.Now, he really fell into deep thought, and even felt ashamed of Prince Wei in his heart, deeply felt that Prince Wei was loyal to him, but he suspected his good intentions for no reason.

He ordered his servants to find Yan Wuchen, pointing to the beauty in the painting, he said: "Guan Yan, do you recognize this woman?"

Ever since Yan Wuchen followed Feng Chuyang, and managed back and forth, although he tried his best, it was difficult to hide his resentment towards Ji Lian's family in his heart.He took over the Yan's family, and things went smoothly. In the Cangning area, he even walked freely.But now, he is doing odd jobs under someone else's hands.Although the master's status is prominent, it's not as comfortable as him dominating a party by himself.

Yan Wuchen's eyes swept over the scroll, suspicious in his heart, isn't this the painting he searched out from Yan Wei'er's room and gave it to Prince Wei?Why is it in the hands of the third prince at this time: "This girl is the villain's concubine, named Yan Wei'er." He didn't know the purpose of the third prince asking him to look at the picture scroll, so he didn't show his likes and dislikes: "That day I gave her to Prince Wei as a concubine, but there was no news after that, and the villain also suffered an accident, so I will have time to take care of this woman's whereabouts in the future."

"Yan Wei'er?" Feng Chuyang said the name softly, and when he looked at the person in the painting again, he felt more vivid and fragrant, astonished and beautiful.The encounter that day suddenly turned into a kind of omen of life, as if it was arranged by the heavens, for him to meet a woman who could help him realize his ambition and rule the world.

"Third Prince, do you have news about my sister?" What kind of person is Yan Wuchen, who is good at dealing with powerful people all the year round, and he is not bad at observing his face and demeanor.Seeing that the third prince's face was flushed, he made calculations in his heart, he was afraid that his chance to ascend to the sky in one step was coming.

"There is news, but it's just bad news." Feng Chuyang calmed down, but his eyes never left the picture scroll: "Young Master Ji Lian is getting married, and the one who is going to marry is Guanshi Yan, your sister. , I'm afraid it's hard to get a little bit of benefit."

It is not uncommon for Young Master Ji Lian to kill Yanmen. At that time, Prince Wei signed a letter to the court with great fanfare, demanding a thorough investigation of the matter.Halfway through the matter, it was stopped by Ji Lian's people, and the evidence that he manipulated the capital industry behind the scenes to obtain huge profits and helped the third prince Feng Chuyang recruit soldiers was passed on to him in secret.

"Young Master Ji Lian!" Yan Wuchen gritted his teeth, and it was all thanks to this person that he was in such a state of despair: "Wei'er actually wants to marry an enemy? You are ashamed of the ancestors of the Yan family."

"Steward Yan, is there a way to stop Lingmei's absurd behavior?" Feng Chuyang said with a slight smile: "It's strange to say that since the prince met Lingmei by chance, he really couldn't let go of it, and he has been thinking about it until now, and he can't let it go. Ruoyan steward If you can help my prince achieve his wish in this matter, you will make your sister a concubine. At that time, Guanshi Yan will be my prince's brother-in-law, and your Yan family will regain its glory, just around the corner!"

If you get this girl, you get the world.If Feng Chuyang could really get this woman, he would of course follow God's will and make her a concubine.After that, he ascended the throne, and she became the empress, the mother of the world.

Fate is hard to break, Feng Chuyang firmly believes in this.

Yan Wuchen didn't expect that Yan Wei'er was the fate of the rich and powerful. Ji Lian's young master and the third prince Feng Chuyang all worshiped under her pomegranate skirt. If the identity appears, there will only be accidents.

He was inexplicably terrified of Young Master Ji Lian in his heart, but he still couldn't resist the temptation of the phrase "Yanmen's revival is just around the corner", and his stomach full of bad water seemed to rush out. Give it to the third prince.

On the other side is a light gauze tent and a brocade quilt as a soft pillow.

Yan Wei'er was wearing soft and delicate silk pajamas, with smooth texture, clean and fragrant.She curled up her body and put her hand on her forehead.

It was not the first time that I had a splitting headache.Flashing such a bright clip, she was wearing a red wedding dress and sitting in a wedding sedan chair. She felt that it was painful at that time. There was no joy of getting married, but she was crying bitterly.

For some unknown reason, the wedding sedan chair was split open, and a gleaming sword stabbed straight at her.But she didn't die, the sword cut off her headdress like a poisonous snake, and her long black hair fell apart instantly.She just sat in the bridal sedan chair that was split bare, pitiful.

Yan Wei'er was very afraid of the bright red wedding sedan chair. She didn't know whether it was a hallucination or a fragment of her previous experience. She was hit by piercing headaches, sweating profusely, and even the pillow was wet.

In the middle of the night, she always forbears.Afraid that there would be too much movement and disturb other people's rest, especially Jilianbieno, he was next door, if there was any movement, he would get up and look at her.After a toss, it was the middle of the night, and then he had to go out early in the morning to be busy, and he would not be able to come back until late at night.

He loves her, but she loves him too.So she endured it, almost biting her lips.

But very confused.

She ever married?But why did Jilianbieno say that he hadn't made it?Didn't he marry Ji Lianbienuo at that time?How is that possible?Yan Wei'er was terrified by her own thoughts, trembling with fear.

Not long after waking up, Jilianbie Nuo appeared.When he came, he said he was her husband.So she also believes that he is her husband. It doesn't matter whether she is married or not. The important thing is that he is her past.Everything she ever had was related to him.

So it was only natural that she should be his woman.

But inexplicably sitting on the sedan chair, she wasn't married to Ji Lianbienuo.That shining sword, who is holding it, wants to put her to death?

Yan Wei'er was in a daze, tossing and turning, tossing and tossing until dawn before gradually falling asleep.After oversleeping, it was noon, the third son of Qin left, and Ji Lianbie Nuo also went out.In the entire courtyard, the only ones who could talk to each other were Niangqin and Jasmine.

After washing up, she ate something in a hurry and went to Mrs. Liu's room.

All kinds of confusion made her restless.She suddenly realized that amnesia doesn't seem like a disease on the surface, but it's just that she can't remember all the things and people she has experienced.

But it is undoubtedly fatal.It is like a rope that chokes one's breath.Just like that big bridal sedan chair, flashing in her mind from time to time... Of course, this is just the beginning, she believes that there will be other fragments that will flood into her mind in the future...

The room where Mrs. Liu lives is bright and elegant. The window is open at this time, and the branches are swaying in the wind outside the window. The new buds have not yet fully sprouted, but only light green and light green, which is lovely.

The same brocade quilt and tent in the room, very soft atmosphere.

"Mother, have I ever been married before?" Yan Wei'er asked directly, and she didn't need to beat around the bush with her own mother.

Mrs. Liu was taken aback by her question, and looked outside the door with lingering fear. The future young lady of Ji Lian's family will soon get married. The reputation of the Lian family.