The fifth lady against the sky

Chapter 294 Entering the game (2)
"Yes, father." Xia Hou said respectfully with hatred.

At the same time, the secret guard who was watching the movement of the Zhennan Palace came to the East Palace and reported Xiahou Hanhen's actions for a day to the prince Xiahou Qianchen.

Xiahou Qianchen immediately summoned Feng Mutian to the East Palace, and secretly discussed countermeasures with other confidant ministers. Secretly, the Prince of Zhennan has been completely monitored by Xiahou Qianchen, and he is waiting for the Prince of Zhennan to attack and annihilate him in one fell swoop.

Xiahou Qianmo, who was far away in Wuyun City, received a letter from Xiahou Qianchen, in which Xiahou Qianchen told Xiahou Qianmo that the South Prince of Zhennan might take action in the next few days, and asked him to find a way to return to Beijing quickly.Xiahou Qianmo had no choice but to let Xiahou Qianchen stay in Wuyun City to continue searching for Feng Muxie's whereabouts, and rushed to the capital ahead of time.

For the past three days, Feng Muxie was imprisoned in the Palace of Qinzheng. When he took a step, there were more than a dozen eyes staring at him behind him. Feng Muxie originally wanted to know the terrain of the Nanzhao Imperial Palace but couldn't help it.

Nanzhao is located in the southernmost part of the four countries, and the climate is the hottest. It is already late autumn and early winter in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, but the temperature in Nanzhao is still at the end of summer.

The pleasant warm wind is blowing in the air, and the busy figures in the palace are all maids wearing wide-sleeved long gowns. The exquisite beauty is the characteristic of the Nanzhao Palace. Looking from a distance, the palaces standing in the palace reveal a kind of The unique magnificence of Nanzhao, the color is more light and bright than the majesty of the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

Feng Muxie can see the style of the entire imperial palace just by the decoration style of Qinzheng Hall, small bridges and flowing water, willows nestled together, the delicate flavor of the south of the Yangtze River is interspersed in it, and the majesty reveals a charm of water villages.Green plants are climbing on the curved corridor that runs from left to right, which looks like a garden in the south of the Yangtze River in China.

Feng Muxie also went to the village to do as the Romans do, and put on Nanzhao's loose and bright long skirt with wide sleeves. The blue sleeves cut from ice silk gave off a cool feeling on her body.To be honest, apart from restricting Feng Muxie's personal freedom, An Lingxiao did not treat Feng Muxie badly in other aspects.

But on this point, Feng Muxie couldn't stand it.Feng Muxie sat on the guardrail of the curved corridor, dangling her two boring little feet. For three days, Feng Muxie thought of countless ways to escape, but none of them was reliable.

Seeing Lan Xi, who was staring at her with two eyes, Feng Muxie ravaged the green vine branches and leaves in her hand, and said helplessly, "Lan Xi, it's so boring." For three days, Feng Muxie had already talked to the monitor who was watching her. Lan Xi is familiar with each other.

Lan Xi smiled immediately, with two deep dimples inlaid on her fleshy cheeks, she said with a smile: "Miss, how can you be bored, we bask in the sun every day, and there are so many little dimples sent by the emperor. Things, this servant doesn’t think it’s boring at all.”

Feng Muxie praised Lan Xi sincerely, "Lan Xi, you are so easy to be satisfied."

"See the emperor." The voices of the maids serving behind Feng Muxie sounded.

Feng Muxie turned around and looked, and saw An Lingxiao walking slowly from the curved corridor. Today, An Lingxiao was wearing a silk shirt woven with pure gold thread, and against the moon white tunic underneath, he looked extraordinarily beautiful. She is in a good mood, her black hair is tied into a bunch, and her long hanging belt is thrown over her shoulders. A pair of deep eyes are shining with the sharpness of a superior person. The jade pendant holding the dragon leaping.

An Lingxiao stepped forward, looked at Feng Muxie whose head only reached his chest, stared at him without blinking, and said with a smile: "Why, are you fascinated by it?"

Feng Muxie turned her head coolly, snorted heavily, and said disdainfully: "No matter how good-looking you are, you are not as good-looking as my elder brother Mo, who sits like a pine tree and walks like a bow , a standard good man at home, and my elder brother Mo only likes me alone. It's not like you with a jade arm and a pillow for thousands of people."

An Lingxiao has been ridiculed by Feng Muxie for countless times in the past few days, instead of being angry, she smiled and said, "Oh, is that so? How does Xie'er know that my jade arm has been pillowed by thousands of people."

Feng Muxie rolled her eyes, jumped back onto the carved fence, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, in the Sixth Courtyard of the Sangong, there are all kinds of women, who are fat and thin, haha, you understand."

An Lingxiao didn't want to argue with Feng Muxie about this. Although there were more than a dozen titled concubines in An Lingxiao's harem, those concubines were the daughters of important ministers who supported him. The concubine's purpose was to strengthen the loyalty of those ministers to her, but An Lingxiao never summoned them to sleep with them.

At this moment, An Lingxiao came to Feng Muxie to tell her a piece of news. Seeing Feng Muxie who was pouting and ignoring her, An Lingxiao suddenly smiled, like a high-quality and precious magnolia plant, it was so dazzling Fenghua said, "Xie'er, I have some good news for you, do you want to listen to it?"

Feng Muxie tilted her head and said with a smile: "Good news? Tell me some good news, is it because my elder brother Mo knew that I was imprisoned by you, so he became angry with the crown and led the million-dollar army of the Eastern Jin Dynasty to Nanzhao Attacked."

The corner of An Lingxiao's mouth twitched, and said: "This is impossible. This news is good news for me, but bad news for you."

Feng Muxie's heart "thumped." For a moment, she felt that this was not a good thing.

When An Lingxiao saw Feng Muxie's bright smiling face instantly gloomy, his heart felt distressed, but he still said in a nonchalant tone: "Everyone in the General Zhenguo's residence believes that the fake corpse is yours. , the General’s Mansion will hold a funeral for you. Also, your brother Mo has left Wuyun City and returned to the capital, do you think he will come to you again?”

Feng Muxie gave An Lingxiao a cold look, and said softly, "Lan Xi, I'm tired, help me back to my room to rest."

In fact, Feng Muxie's legs were already frozen.

Seeing the back of Feng Muxie leaving, An Lingxiao sighed helplessly, turned around and walked towards his study.

Back in the room, Feng Muxie was lying on the bed like a dead body, staring blankly at the bed curtain which was as blue as a lake. Didn't the family really find out that it was fake?What should we do now?I really want to die here.No, I absolutely want to go home, Feng Muxie took a deep breath, and slowly closed her eyes.

Beijing.

"Feng Muxie." The funeral was extremely grand. Xiahou Qianmo rushed back to the capital on the day Feng Muxie was buried. Representatives from all the rich and powerful families in the capital came to see the funeral. The streets were crowded with carriages. If Feng Muxie, who was far away in Nanzhao, saw that posture, he would definitely shout that if he really died, it would be worth it.

(End of this chapter)