Refuse To Be King's Consort

"It's summer, it's a good idea!" In the city of Baizhou, sun Zhimu's evil smile floats on his face, and his long fingertips twist the letter flying and falling to the ground! The envelope sealed with fire paint on the desk was striking.

Sun Zhimu stood up and pressed the letter under the fold in front of his desk. Squint and think deeply. Xia lie, that fool even wants to kill because of rumors. He has this hard-working summer Hao to Da Xia! Thus, Xia tianlie's panic is so deep that he values the world!

And killing summer Hao is sun Zhimu's plan! Because he can never leave such a general who can easily recapture Qinghai island to defend Daxia, which will be a heavy blow to Daxia.

You don't need a knife to kill, just a rumor! Especially this rumor hit the king's heart!

Sun Mu lost his conscience. He felt strange and sad for Xia Hao. Because he had not been hiding very well before, why did he come out again. Did not say that the gun shot the first bird? Now is not retribution! But judging from this letter. Sima Yan is a calm woman. She even thought of Ding Feiyu going back to the imperial capital to obstruct xialie from doing such stupid things!

Ding Feiyu in the summer strong heart is what kind of weight, Sima banquet hall of a country's mother. To comfort the king, he had to go a long way to seek the help of another woman!

At the thought of this, sun Zhimu remembered that Ding Feiyu's insistence on the maintenance of the summer was strong, and his hands were clenched. The knuckles of the phalanx are clucking.

"Ding Feiyu. You're dreaming of receiving this letter! Xia lie wants to do something to break his arm. That's also his own fault. Then I'll show you how stupid the emperor of Xia Dynasty is who you are trying to maintain! " Sun Zhimu looked up with a smile, and his scattered ink hair rose. That pair of slender eyes are full of madmen, which makes people fear.

Ding Feiyu walks in Lanzhou city. The autumn harvest is coming to an end. All over the streets are the figures of the people of Lanzhou who carry the newly cut rice.

She promised that she would never let the flames of war burn into blue island city.

So even though there are still people leaving Lanzhou. But still many people choose to believe in Ding Feiyu and stay to cultivate the fertile soil! Therefore, it is still possible to provide for self-sufficiency of grain and grass in Lanzhou City, which greatly reduces the pressure on the granary of the imperial capital!

The time is almost ripe! Ding Feiyu murmured. She was waiting for the autumn harvest to finish. At one stroke and sun Zhimu to a decisive battle to end this muddled scuffle!

"Lord Zhou Yi, this year's harvest is very good On the street, a peasant woman carrying a burden and Ding Feiyu said hello.

"Well. The fruit of your hard work Ding Feiyu said hello with a smile.

"Kowtow, kowtow Suddenly, the sound of horse's hoof walking slowly came from behind Ding Feiyu. Ding Feiyu turned around and was stunned for a moment! The woman in black, covered with white gauze, rode across the horses and walked leisurely by her side!

The pair of eyes exposed outside are very familiar, but the girl's eyes contain the aura that never decreases.

But she is really like, even the back! Ding Feiyu stood in the middle of the road. She suddenly had an impulse to rush into her heart. She opened her mouth and tried to shout at the fading back: "Xiaoyuan "

with a confused voice, the pigeons on the eaves are startled. Flying to the blue sky. The riding woman stopped the horse and turned her head suddenly. Her hair was fluttering. Her eyes looked at the woman standing in the middle of the road and said, "but you call me?"

Did you recognize the wrong person? Ding Feiyu Leng for a moment, the voice of little yuan girl will never be so gentle and soft? And from her eyes, she is very strange to her!

No one answers, Ling Yuan's eyes stay on Ding Feiyu's face, and then turn back for three seconds. She was very strange to the woman standing in the middle of the road.

When Lingyuan turned his head, the dry and cool autumn wind rolled the yellow leaves all over the sky, and the white gauze covering his face flew to the blue sky. At that moment, Ding Feiyu was like being struck by lightning, and the long face was Lingyuan's face.

"Lingyuan!" This time Ding Feiyu affirmatively opened his mouth and called to the woman in black.

The woman looked back again, with doubts in her eyebrows, pointing to herself and looking at Ding Feiyu, she said, "do you know me?"

"Xiaoyuan girl, what's wrong with you?" Ding Feiyu quickly stepped forward to look at Ling Yuan's empty eyes and asked.

"Who are you?" Lingyuan Dao's words are full of hardness and strangeness.

Ding Feiyu lenglengleng looked at Ling Yuan and pointed to himself: "you don't know who I am?"

Ling Yuan looked at Ding Feiyu, who was simple in dress and thin in face, and said with a gentle smile, "of course I don't know. I came to Lanzhou to look for someone!"

Ling Yuan is sure, but her words make Ding Feiyu puzzled. At that time, Lingyuan was a real unruly girl, and the woman in front of her even spoke in a gentle and feminine manner. Is she really Lingyuan!

"With all due respect, I really don't know you. Maybe you know me, but I lost a memory, so I can't know who you are!" Lingyuan said politely, because she really can't remember who the woman in front of her is.

Lost memory Ding Feiyu's eyes widened. So it is. But when Ling Yuan suddenly disappeared, why did he lose his memory? What happened?"Excuse me Ling Yuan jumped off his horse, and the skirt of the black yarn fluttered in the wind. It was the unique cloud weaving yarn of Chu and Yue State, which was famous for its thick and smooth appearance.

Weaving cloud gauze stimulates Ding Feiyu's senses. She looks at the woman in front of her and says, "why do you come to Lanzhou? Everyone avoids Lanzhou!"

"Where is Zhouyi house?" Ling Yuan and Ding Feiyu's four eyes are opposite, suddenly a sharp feeling directly stimulates the beating of the heart.

Ding Feiyu couldn't see the change of Lingyuan. He just said, "why do you want to go to Zhouyi house? Is there someone you know in the mansion

"I'm really looking for someone! She is Lan Zhouyi Ling Yuan has a light smile.

Since she lost her memory, why did she look for me again? Ding Feiyu's doubts become more and more serious.

"If you look like you're from Lanzhou, you'll know where the Yi mansion is!" Ling Yuan asked.

Ding Feiyu lowered her eyelids and said in a calm voice, "you don't remember me. Why did you come to find my girl Xiaoyuan?"

Ling Yuan's calm face suddenly changed. She looked at Ding Feiyu again. Suddenly, she was surprised. Although the woman in front of her was a little thinner, she still knew the woman described by Yan Shixun vividly.

"Go back, Xiaoyuan. If you don't remember, why are you looking for it?" Ding Feiyu left this sentence and started to walk!

"Sister "Ling Yuan suddenly called out and caught Ding Feiyu's wrist.

Elder sister, this appellation in Ding Feiyu's eyes in a flash of wind and rain.

"Sister, help me "Ling Yuan looked at Ding Feiyu's back, and his voice was mixed with pleading.

"What else do you need from me, little girl yuan?" Ding Feiyu took back his wrist and walked away decisively.

Ling Yuan suddenly the woman's aloof body let her eyes fall, tears choked and said: "help me find the memory ! "

Ding Feiyu stopped and turned to his face. Looking at the sad and empty eyes of the woman behind him, Ding Feiyu said," why do you want to find me to recall my memory? "

"He said," you store my memory! " As soon as Lingyun said it, she regretted that she had promised Yan Shixun not to mention him.

"Who?" Ding Feiyu whirled over her body and asked in a sharp voice. She guessed Yan Shixun. Because she knew that the valuable weaving cloud yarn on Ling Yuan was unique to Chu Yue and could only be owned by concubines in the imperial palace.

"What he said can't be said!"

Ling Yuan walked quickly to Ding Feiyu. Ding Feiyu lowered his eyes and twisted Lingyun's clothes on his fingertips. The soft touch of his fingertips made her face show a bitter smile. It is said that Yan Shixun has accepted a concubine, which must be Lingyuan!

Her clothes slipped off her fingertips, and Ding Feiyu's hand covered Lingyuan's small face: "Xiaoyuan girl, are you not afraid of remembering that you will be in agony after coming back?"

"Sister, it's better to be miserable than to be entangled in the midnight dream by the pain of the cone heart!" Ling Yuan's dark red eyes, hands close to Ding Feiyu's palm on the cheek, the woman does not pay the soft palm, but let her feel at ease.

Ding Feiyu's palm was soaked with Lingyuan's tears. She sighed. She believed her once and helped her take out her hand. Ding Feiyu hugged Lingyuan and held her in his arms and murmured: "girl, you are back!"

Ding Feiyu closed her eyes, and her heart was shaking. If Ling Yuan hadn't framed her in those years, now she has become Yan Shixun's concubine. If one day she finds back her memory, how will she go about hating Yan Shixun? How to face the deep love of the man has long been in a different place! Yan Shixun, Yan Shixun, what's the purpose of sending this heartless man to Lanzhou like this?

"Sister Thank you Ling Yuan seems to be a stranger in this, but she is so familiar with her peaceful embrace that she has a deep relationship with this woman before she loses her memory.

Empty eyes floating on a circle of light points in flashing, Ling Yuan like a feather fan like eyelashes fell a crystal clear teardrop, such peace of mind she looked for a long time. She looked up at the distance of the sky and cried in her heart: "Yan Shixun, my king And when I find my memory, you will see my best smile

The autumn wind rolls past, and the black skirt is meandering and floating. The white veil is flying in the sky, like a beautiful white cloud, like a dialogue between two women.

"Girl, are you married?"

"Well!"

"What kind of man is your husband?"

"He is the softest, kindest and most infatuated man I have ever seen." Ling Yuan did not forget that another instruction of Yan Shixun was to accompany the woman to resist the attack of sadness and loneliness. She had heard the talkative maidservant say that on the lost Ryukyu Island, there was a palace of fallen flowers comparable to the heavenly palace. Yan Shixun got up for this woman and once married her in that palace! Unfortunately, the woman escaped. The servants who had been on duty in Liuhua Palace said that the king had cried the woman's name in the empty palace and wept.

"The gentlest and kindest?" Ding Feiyu smiles deeply. She looks up at the sky and laughs helplessly. She used to think that, but Yan Shixun's gentleness and kindness on Ryukyu Island have already disappeared in her heart."Sister, when I woke up, I even forgot how to say. It was he who taught me word by word, and he taught me how to write and draw. Now all I have is taught by him!" Ling Yuan said softly.

"Oh, he is indeed a good husband Ding Feiyu holds Lingyuan's hand, and she begins to shake. She doesn't want Lingyuan to recover her memory. Sometimes memory is a silent injury.