Xiangmen Concubine: The Emperor's Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 589 Alone
In Taifu's mansion, Taifu Fangji was sitting in the study, there were traces of blood on the ground.The eldest son, Fang Qingyang, was not here, but there was still a faint smell of blood in the whole study.

Seeing this, Fang Ziwei, who was frowning in the study, glanced at the child waiting at the door: "Father, let's send someone to take a look."

Fang Fangji was not as elegant as usual, with a cold face: "No need!"

Fang Ziwei was a little helpless: "Father, there is so much snow now, and the Qingfeng Temple is in the deep mountains and old forests. My younger brother probably won't take a carriage directly to the mountain because of his temper."

On Fang Ji's face was still the anger of teaching his son Fang Qingyang a lesson during the day, and now hearing his daughter's words, he frowned a bit: "At this time, how can we go up the mountain by car again?"

Fang Ziwei was taken aback for a moment, then realized that she had said something wrong.Hastily lowered her head, and said softly: "Father, it was Ziwei who said the wrong thing."

Before Fang Ji could speak, Fang Ziwei said again: "Father, my younger brother hasn't practiced martial arts since childhood, and his body is thin. If you go to Qingfeng Temple in such freezing weather, or go up the mountain on foot, you may only be able to reach halfway up the mountain at night!"

Fang Ji didn't speak, and he didn't look at his daughter.

Fang Ziwei continued: "Father, it's the elder brother who made the mistake. The elder brother already knows how to repent, so you can give him a chance! The younger brother only went to Qingfeng Temple for the sake of the elder brother. In such weather, in case something happens along the way matter……"

"That's all!" Fang Ji frowned, and coldly ordered the people outside: "Steward Li, quickly send someone to Qingfeng Temple to investigate the situation!"

Someone outside nodded and left quickly.

Fang Ziwei breathed a sigh of relief, but she heard Fang Ji say: "Qingyang... Back then, he shouldn't have just crippled him!"

"Father!" Fang Ziwei looked at her father in surprise, with an expression of disbelief in her eyes.

Fang Ji frowned, and his face was full of sadness in his anger: "That is not an ordinary temple, it is the temple where the mother of the current empress is practicing!"

Fang Ziwei naturally knew the seriousness of this incident, and her crooked Liu Yemei also frowned: "Father, my little brother has passed away, I hope you will be fine!"

Fang Ji sighed. Sitting in the chair, he seemed to have aged ten years in an instant because of what happened to his eldest son, Fang Qingyang.

Fang Ziwei looked at it, feeling unhappy.But at this moment, the eldest brother was still kneeling in front of the ancestor's spiritual tablet in the ancestral hall, and suffered such a serious injury.

She hesitated for a moment, then said softly: "Father, elder brother has been seriously injured, if he kneels like this again, he will die."

It's okay not to mention Fang Qingyang, but when Fang Qingyang was mentioned, the blue veins on Fang Ji's forehead stood out again, and he stared at his daughter and said, "It's best to die, with his temperament and his actions, sooner or later, It will directly harm our entire Fang family!"

Fang Ziwei's face paled slightly, and she looked at her old father and hurriedly said, "Father, brother was not like this when he was young, and he never dared to do such a thing before."

Fang Ji said coldly: "Yes, he was not like this when he was a child. When he was a child, he just gave the girl to death with a long sword, and even arrogantly asked his mother for credit!"

Fang Ziwei hastily said, "Father, calm down, brother also became violent because of his health."

"The thing about him when he was young is that he was young and ignorant! There is an old saying: the prodigal son will never change his money! This time, the eldest brother really knows his mistake!" Fang Ziwei persuaded.

Seeing that her father didn't speak, Fang Ziwei said softly: "Father, if the eldest brother didn't really know his mistake this time, according to his temperament, he would never kneel respectfully in front of the ancestor's spiritual tablet in the ancestral hall, nor would he let the guards beat him !"

Fang Ji frowned and waved his hands: "Ziwei, dad is a bit tired, you go back to your room first. Tomorrow you have to go to the palace to visit the Empress Dowager, go and rest first."

Fang Ziwei said softly: "Father, elder brother is dying and kneeling in the ancestral hall, younger brother is still at Qingfeng Temple and has no news."

Speaking of this, crystal-like teardrops have already flowed down Fang Ziwei's soft face: "Father, you licked your white hair again overnight. How can Ziwei sleep peacefully in such a situation?"

Hou's child outside heard his young lady choking, and hurried in and knelt down: "Master, please let the doctor show the young master first!"

Fang Ji looked at the tearful daughter, then at the girl kneeling outside, finally frowned, waved his sleeves, and strode out of the study.

Along the way, Zhi'er was telling his young lady about the situation of the young master at the ancestral hall, and at the end, Zhi'er said: "Princess, you are now the princess personally appointed by the empress dowager. Regarding the matter of the young master, you have to deal with it." Maybe you can talk to the Empress Dowager."

The footsteps suddenly stopped, Fang Ziwei looked at Zhi'er who was looking at her: "Zhi'er, you also know that I am the princess personally appointed by the empress dowager."

Zhi'er was stunned, not knowing what his young lady meant by her words.She was also present when Miss was awarded the title, and she was very happy in her heart.

"Princess, do you have any questions?" Zhier asked puzzled.

Fang Ziwei showed a bit of sadness on her face: "Is there any problem? Hehe, there is a big problem here."

Zhi'er became more and more puzzled, looked at his young lady and frowned and asked, "Princess, I don't understand."

Fang Ziwei looked at the childish child with a puzzled expression, she lowered her eyes slightly, and her curved willow leaf eyebrows also drooped a little bit. She, the proud girl of heaven, brought a bit of delicate and charming softness.

"You don't understand, but I understand very well in my heart." Fang Ziwei looked at Zhi'er, her voice was not loud, but it was enough for Zhi'er to hear clearly.

"Zhi'er, I'm just Princess Anning appointed by the Empress Dowager!"

Zhi'er blinked his eyes, shook his head, and frowned even tighter: "Princess, the servants are getting more and more confused. You are the princess who was appointed by the empress dowager, and all the ministers know it. Even if the empress returns, I also want to recognize you as the princess."

Fang Ziwei said lightly: "What about the emperor?"

Zhi'er frowned and said, "Your Majesty? The Empress Dowager is the emperor's grandmother, and the Empress Dowager loves the Emperor very much since she was a child. The Emperor is also very nervous about the Empress Dowager."

"You are the princess who was appointed by the empress dowager, which is equivalent to the princess who was appointed by the emperor." Since you are the princess who was appointed by the emperor, why is the princess talking about something wrong now.

Fang Ziwei, who raised her eyes, had a faint color in her eyes: "Zhier, you are right. The relationship between the emperor and the empress dowager is indeed very good. But no matter how good their relationship is, after all, they are in the Royal!"

Zhi'er looked at his young lady in a daze, with a dazed expression.

Fang Ziwei didn't look at her, but looked at the red light hanging under the eaves of the square roof and above the beams: "Zhier, look at the light and the cover. It looks very close, but from a distance, it seems Still one."

"But if you look closely, no matter what, there will always be a certain distance between the lights inside and the lampshade outside."

After finishing speaking, Fang Ziwei looked at Zhi'er and said, "That kind of distance is like the emperor and the empress dowager, or like the emperor and the empress. No matter how close they are, they will never be integrated."

"Because they are two souls from the beginning to the end. The things of two souls merge into one?" Fang Ziwei under the red light, her whole face became hazy.

"Hehe, if you want to combine two into one, you need external force to fuel the flames. For example, the lamp and lampshade, the external force they are subjected to is wind and rain. When the wind and rain come together, if two souls want to be together, it will definitely... Both lose , and in the end only a heap of ashes remained."

"And if we are separated, we might still be able to survive each other!" Fang Ziwei looked back at Zhi'er and said, "There is an essential difference. Without the Emperor's nod, I, Princess Anning, am really not a princess! "

Zhi'er listened blankly, and when her young lady had gone far away, she was still tilting her head, staring blankly at the dimly burning lights in the dark night.

Ruan Mianmian finally caught sight of the gate of Jingling City standing swaying in the distance in the wind and snow.

Turning her head to look at Feng Jiuyou next to her, seeing that he was covering Xiao Jiujiu's chest, with a tired expression on his face, Ruan Mianmian felt a little guilty.

She received the news from the Dark Clothes Rider on the way that something happened in Qingfeng Temple, so she accelerated her return to Beijing.

"I'll go with you!" Even though the exhaustion on his face was so obvious, the gentle smile that pulled the corners of his lips, and the majestic demeanor of the emperor couldn't hide Feng Jiuyou's kingly aura.

Ruan Mianmian shook her head: "Let's split up, you go back to the palace, I'll go to Qingfeng Temple!"

Feng Jiuyou frowned: "Let's go together!"

With that said, he reined in the reins and was about to head towards the Qingfeng Temple.Ruan Mianmian also frowned, with a look of disapproval in her eyes.

"Jiuyou, I'm not a pampered eldest lady!"

Feng Jiuyou, who was sitting on the horse's back, froze slightly, reined in the horse and stood on the spot, holding the rein tightly.

Ruan Mianmian rode over and said softly, "Jiuyou, I can guarantee my safety, really!"

Looking at Xiao Jiujiu who was sleeping soundly in his arms, Ruan Mianmian's voice became more gentle: "You take Xiao Jiujiu back to the palace first, he has suffered a lot along the way."

"Wu love!"

Ruan Mianmian raised her eyes, the persistence in her eyes was unyielding: "Jiuyou, trust me!"

Feng Jiuyou's hand holding the rein tightened a bit, and finally nodded: "Okay, I'll go back to the palace first, and then go to Qingfeng Temple to pick you up!"

Ruan Mianmian smiled, this smile, like ice breaking through the moon, spring flowers coming at dawn, blurring the years.

Feng Jiuyou also smiled, with a gentle and loving smile: "Go quickly, I will send a message to Han Feng to let him go too!"

Ruan Mianmian nodded and rode away.

Feng Jiuyou looked at her receding back. At this moment, a trace of blood-red light appeared in the distance from the black cracks in the clouds, spreading the handsome and straight snow peaks, like golden swords piercing the sky.

In the quiet time of the mountain peak, the mountain and the sky, and the petite figure that disappeared into the vastness of the snowy area, made Feng Jiuyou's heart skip a beat.

He stretched out his hand to gently cover his chest, just touching the forehead of Xiao Jiujiu who was held in his arms.Xiao Jiujiu woke up at this time, staring sleepily at his father who was staring at him in a daze.

"Xiao Jiujiu sleep a little longer, she will be home soon!" Feng Jiuyou coaxed softly.

Xiao Jiujiu blinked her dark eyes, pursed her pink lips, twisted her body slightly, and looked towards Feng Jiuyou's right.

There was nothing there, it was empty.

"Mother went to see Xiao Jiujiu's grandmother, Xiao Jiujiu is obedient, and soon mother will be back." Before Xiao Jiujiu could speak, Feng Jiuyou reached out and touched Xiao Jiujiu's acupuncture points.

Taking another look at the snow-covered mountains in the distance, Feng Jiuyou withdrew her gaze, looked at Jingling City, which was close at hand, and galloped away with Xiao Jiujiu in her arms.

(End of this chapter)