Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Tong'er lighted the incense, and a long white line curled up in the spring sunshine, exuding a light and elegant fragrance.

This incense was made by Cheng Jia in Lingjia Village.

At that time, there was a shortage of spices in the Great Zhou Dynasty to the point that a little frankincense cost tens of taels of silver, but with her, even Bai Tuzhen was thrown away in the warehouse.

Xu is getting older. Recently, I often think of those years and the time when I was young.

Last night, I had a dream again, as if I was back that year when I saw her for the first time. Her face was hidden in the broken light of the sun, except for the brilliant smile at the corner of the mouth and the hairpin on the bun. Eye-catching.

I knew that it was a dream, because when I saw her for the first time, she was standing in the shop, and the sun couldn’t get in at all. Moreover, she didn’t wear the hairpin on her head, but placed it on the counter. Then it was taken away by her sister's maid.

I think what I dreamed about was just my thoughts. If Zhao Sange didn't forcefully **** the hairpin, if I walked in and saw that she knew her, then our story would be different...

Ten years of life and death are boundless, without thinking, unforgettable...

She chanted this word occasionally. At that time, Su Hexiang and I were discussing political affairs with her. We couldn’t argue with each other. She didn’t say anything but looked at the pointed lotus horns on the water pavilion, and then murmured. Muttered it out.

I know who she missed, from Yansan to Yexi, she missed many people, but there would be no me.

Now, ten years have passed, but I understand her feelings every day.

Ten years of life and death are boundless, without thinking, unforgettable.

Every night I dream of Wuhen, only tears can awaken.

Sometimes I often wonder, if I was like Cheng Jia back then, would she accept me and fall in love with me, but then I just smile, I can’t be like Cheng Jia, I can’t be like Cheng Jia Knowing her that way, Cheng Jia knows her to understand her, so that she loves her and protects her. In the end, he can even give his life.

I can not do it.

Although I like her too, I like her too, and can't be tempted by other women anymore.

However, I was unable to truly understand her, accept her, and accept all of her without complaint.

My education, my family, and my position made me unable to accept her.

She is too deviant.

Her behavior, her thoughts, and her behavior are very different and weird. I can’t understand or agree with them. Even, I hate her for being so light-hearted, even for her servants. I hate her tone of voice. The irony in that remark often hurts my heart. I hate that she is just a lowly business woman. Even if she has money, how can she be so confident and proud of her to be the number one in the world.

And that night, I despised her from the bottom of my heart, so shameless, so self-willed, even though that night, she gave me such happiness for the first time, and made me shout that I would kill her. But looking forward to getting more happiness from her.

In fact, I didn't know it myself, at that time, she already had a special place in my heart.

I am the second son of the Wang family, my father is the prime minister, and my aunt is a noble concubine. Although the Wang family is only a rising star in the Zhou Dynasty, after the hard work of the grandfather to the father, the Wang family can compete with the Cao family in Bianjing. Home of the rich and powerful.

Unlike the other brothers and sisters in the family, I like to read since I was a child. I have a quiet temperament and what she said about cleanliness. Together with Cheng Jia, I studied with the great scholar He Huaishan at the time. For the two of us, I like white clothes and he likes Tsing Yi. I like running books, he likes painting, I like flute, and he likes piano. In fact, there are many differences between the two of us, but we became best friends.

We are the same loneliness, but Cheng Jia often wears a gentle smile on his face. People treat him as close. In fact, he is the one who rejects others thousands of miles away, and can talk with anyone with a smile. , But not close to anyone, as if standing alone in the world, looking at the intrigues in the world.

I always think of him in this way. Cheng Jia, who is outstanding and outstanding, is actually a person with extremely cold personality.

I have been with him for ten years, but I don’t understand him better than someone I first met.

That person said when we were chatting later, Cheng Jia, looking cold, but in fact warm in heart, is a person who really holds the world in his heart and still maintains his heart in the decayed mud.

Looking cold, he could turn a blind eye to the most beautiful prostitute in the world. In fact, he was enthusiastic. Once he really fell in love with that person, he would go through fire and water.

The Cheng family has a century-old reputation and has been able to continue undefeated from the previous dynasty to the present. One can imagine the smoothness of its work, but the national policy written by Cheng Jia, who grew up in such a family and education, surprised me.

When I saw the national policy, I knew where Cheng Jiachai and I were.

Only then did she understand why she could accept Cheng Jia, and she has not forgotten her heart for so many years.

Tong'er came in and looked at me quietly, helped me twist the quilt, and then quietly retreated. He thought I was still confused.

Yes, I have been confused for some time, but today, I am sober, sober, thinking of the past so many years ago.

Sange Zhao and I were also good friends since childhood, and we met Sange Zhao even earlier than Cheng Jia.

Although the Wang family has been in business for many years, it was only after the aunt became a noble concubine that she really showed her head. In order to win over the Zhao family, the father wanted his mother and Mrs. Zhao to have a good relationship, and often took us to the Zhao Mansion.

Third brother Zhao is only two years older than me. Compared with the friendship between brother and brother Zhao, our friendship is much purer. This person looks simple and straightforward and does things without going through the brain. In fact, he is shrewd. Embarrassing, his father rarely came back from the border, the family’s aunt wanted him to die, and Mr. Zhao didn’t like him either. He was a son of the government, but he didn’t even have a small servant. He did everything by himself, but even in that situation. Next, he still asked his aunt and Mr. Zhao to let him come out to meet guests, not only to play with us, but also to get acquainted with the children of other families.

Of course, his prestige was also raised at that time. He was tall and fought and was vicious and poisonous. Children older than him could not beat him. During that time, what we heard most often was who Zhao Jia Saburo would use. The son of the family was beaten, and then went back and was punished by Mr. Zhao.

The third brother Zhao and I really had a good relationship after he saved his sister.

My elder sister is vain since she was a child and has to strive for strength in everything. She was a bit prickly when she met the girl from the Cao family. That time she made Ji walk her elder sister into the mountain and fell into the hole dug earlier, Zhao Sange It happened to pass by and saved his sister. For this reason, he himself suffered serious injuries.

At that time, my sister was still young and still a little innocent. Seeing that Zhao Sange was good, she asked Zhao Sange to agree to marry her in front of me. If Zhao Sange didn't agree, she cried and made trouble. Finally, Brother Zhao nodded.

Brother Zhao has kept this promise for more than ten years, but the sister has forgotten it a long time ago. She only has the wealth and power in her heart, and only the position of the first woman that day. How would such an embarrassing concubine of Brother Zhao look at it? In her eyes.

She is so stupid, she can meet a second man like Zhao Sange.

If Brother Zhao falls in love with someone, he can even give her his heart.

Not only did my sister misunderstand him, but Zhao Mingliang, Mr. Zhao, and my father, almost everyone misunderstood him, thinking that he was reckless and impulsive and easy to control, but the barracks that Zhao San joined at the age of ten started as a small soldier, just like Yang Zhao. He has never lost so many battles.

It's not that he doesn't know how to be tricky, he just disdains it.

But I really didn’t expect that he would fall in love with her. After he robbed her of her hairpin that time, I persuaded him several times. I wanted him to have a good relationship with the Ling family. He laughed every time, but , When I saw him again in Bianjing, I looked at that person's figure, his eyes were full of love, and said to me, do you know how it feels to like a person in blood?

Cheng Jia told me the same thing back then.

After he said that, I left Bianjing, but I didn't expect it to be our last.

He went to the execution stand for her.

And when Zhao Sange said this to me, it was also our last side.

For her, he ‘dead’ in front of tens of thousands of people.

I don't know the story between Zhao Sange and her, but between Cheng Jia and her, I see them one by one.

Because, in their stories, there is actually me.

We experienced the Jiangling water plague together. We went to Lingjia Village together. When we were in Lingjia Village, Cheng Jia and I looked at her with the same eyes.

I can see Cheng Jia's mind, and Cheng Jia can see my mind.

However, no matter how we were tempted, or even the thought of marrying her as a regular wife, at that time, no matter how much we pleased, we couldn't compare to the man's smile.

That man named Yan San.

In fact, Cheng Jia and I were already separated at that time.

I am jealous, I disdain, I despise her, I deliberately made trouble for her, I think she is stupid and self-willed to choose Yan San, and feel ashamed of my mind.

However, Cheng Jia praised Yan San with admiration, looked at the two of them with envy, and then hid her deep in her heart, letting that love settle and ferment.

In the case of Yang Zhao, he tried his best to defend him and tried his best to make those people in Bianjing change their views on Yang Zhao, but I took the sidelines.

I think, I don't need to tell about Lingjia Village, and I am worthy of her life-saving grace.

Although I knew Cheng Jia was right.

At that time, the Zhou Dynasty was already weak in national power, and it was difficult to change the habit. If it were such a lowly general, it would have serious consequences. And Yang Zhao had no intention of disobedience. If there is, there is Lingjia Village, they can't do anything. ?

Afterwards it did prove that as long as she wanted to do it, the world was hers.

Yang Zhao died in battle, and when she arrived in Bianjing, Cheng Jia and I knew that she was coming in danger. She could not come, and went into the danger alone, for fear of another purpose.

The Wang family dealt with her again and again, and when I heard the conversation between my father and elder brother occasionally, I knew that Yang Zhao was killed by their joint conspiracy, and my heart was completely cold.

I don’t know what to do. Seeing her silence seems to have completely changed her personal appearance, my heart aches, but I can’t do what Cheng Jia did. I can’t even abandon my self-esteem, let alone abandon me. Identity.

I deceived myself and thought that even if I put my face on it, she wouldn't care, because I was a member of the royal family and she hated the royal family to the bone.

I ran away, I avoided the battlefield far away, and thought that I would not intervene, no matter if it was my father or her, I would not betray or help anyone.

But, until many years later, when I stood there in front of the small courtyard, the sun was shining obliquely, making her plain smile warm, my eyes were wet.

At that time, I realized that I had already lost my heart.