The Queen of War

Tian Bijiang didn't dare to look into the eyes of autumn moon. He quickly turned around and hurried to Fengyu palace.

His speed was so fast that he bumped into father-in-law Chen and knocked the bowl of medicine in father-in-law Chen's hand to the ground. The dark brown juice flowed all over the floor.

"Old slave, damn it!" father-in-law Chen had hemorrhoids recently, so he took leave to rest. Today, he was just a little better, so he personally brought the medicine to Xia Yingchun. I didn't expect to be hit by Tian Bijiang who came face to face just after walking a short distance.

Tian Pijiang ignored him and rushed directly into Fengyu palace.

The huge Fengyu palace is empty and there is no one. Begonia is still, but people don't know where to go. With the breeze blowing, the flowers and plants in the courtyard swayed slightly with the wind, and the flowers in the courtyard were fragrant.

Pushing open the red carved wooden door, he walked in slowly.

The light is dim, and the sunset casts the last ray of light on the cold ground. At this time, the atmosphere is oppressive and breathless. In the beautiful palace, everything is as old as before, and a white tea cup is prominently placed on the simple and generous case. In the dim light, the white tea cup had a little more cold taste.

Tian Bijiang walked slowly over, stretched out his fingers and gently stroked the white tea cup. It was cold and quickly spread in his body along his fingertips.

Looking at the empty room, he couldn't help feeling sad.

He walked to the bedroom and saw that the quilt was folded neatly. Everything here was so clean and spotless.

Tian Bijiang sat heavily on the cold big bed, stretched out his hand and stroked the lavender quilt. At this time, he vaguely felt that there seemed to be something under the quilt.

"What?" he quickly reached out and took it out. He saw that it was a piece of red silk.

When I opened it, I saw that it was an extremely small belly pocket, which must have been prepared by Zhong Wuyan for her baby. The belly pocket has not been embroidered yet. It is very rough. There are light blood stains on the pink petals. It seems that the embroiderer of this belly pocket is not very good. He pricked his finger carelessly.

"She must have embroidered it!" Tian Bijiang's eyes softened and whispered, "she embroidered it!"

Since Zhong Wuyan was a child, she naturally doesn't know how to embroider these things. In the past, the exquisite Hydrangea was embroidered by the autumn moon. In the harem, probably no one is worse than Zhong Wuyan's embroidery.

"You must come back safely!" Tian Bijiang's eyes twinkled with crystal tears.

However, he held back, and the glittering tears rolled in his eyes, but they didn't fall.

After a soul stirring war, the capital of Yan has lost its former prosperity. There seems to be a haze above the whole capital, which makes everyone's mood depressed to the extreme. After the collapse of the country, the hearts of the people of Yan have long been riddled with holes. It seems that the sun can no longer shine on them.

Zhong Wuyan's carriage drove slowly through the street, and countless rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs fell on the exquisite carriage like raindrops.

"Bitch, bitch!" Yan people's face was full of anger. In the most vicious language they knew, they cursed, "broken son and grandchildren bitch, and have the face to our Yan country! Curse you, a vicious and ugly woman, with five horses divided and arrows pierced through your heart!"

Zhong Wuyan sat quietly on the carriage, motionless, with no trace of expression on her pale face.

She knew that everyone here hated her. Of course, they have the right to hate her. But she didn't understand. Where did they get so many rotten vegetable leaves? Did they collect the garbage of the whole Yan country just to welcome her?

The dirty carriage slowly drove into the palace of the kingdom of Yan.

The atmosphere in the palace was tense and solemn. Each bodyguard tightly held the knife and gun in his hand, and his eyes were burning. It seemed that as long as Zhong Wuyan moved, he would raise and lower his knife and cut her into meat sauce.

"Get out of the car!" sneered an elderly eunuch. "The queen, please get out of the car and go with her family to meet the king!"

An unorthodox eunuch came to meet Zhong Wuyan, which was obviously not polite. However, with Qi Yan's deep hatred, King Yan ordered people to do so. Zhong Wuyan didn't feel strange. In order to get the best lotus room, she can only endure. What's more, she owes all this.

She slowly lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage.

The eunuch's white hair was like silver, his face was wrinkled, and his triangular eyes glittered with ridicule.

"Please......" he casually made a gesture, then proudly raised his head and swaggered in front of Zhong Wuyan.

Zhong Wuyan didn't care. She slowly followed the eunuch. In fact, she only needed one finger to kill the father-in-law.

At this time, a little dog came running in front of him. The little dog was dirty, and his hair could hardly see the original color. Only the black hair on his face was very eye-catching.

"Where did the ugly things come from deserve to run in the palace?" the old eunuch smiled coldly at the corners of his mouth, pointed at the mulberry and scolded the locust, raised his legs and kicked the dog fiercely, "Even beggars in the street look better than you. Yin and Yang faces, and faces come out to scare people? Don't you know that you look like a ghost? Fortunately, it's day. What if you come out at night to scare people to death?"

Zhong Wuyan didn't speak. She just looked at the painful barking puppy with some pity. What does all this have to do with the dog? The old eunuch, why bother to embarrass an animal that can't speak?

The old eunuch quickly turned his face and said with a smile, "don't be surprised, madam. The more ugly the guy is, the more he likes to come out to frighten people. This ugly dog disturbed her. When he turned back, he pressed it into a pot, stewed it into broth, ate its meat and gnawed its bones, so as to dispel her anger."

Yan people hate Zhong Wuyan to the bone. They wish they could treat Zhong Wuyan the way they treated the puppy. Eat its meat and gnaw its bone.

"Let's go," said Zhong Wuyan coldly, "but it's a dog. It's a loss of identity to haggle with a dog."

As soon as he heard this, the old eunuch's face suddenly changed and his breathing gradually became short. Although he knew clearly that Zhong Wuyan was scolding him, for a time, he couldn't think of a good word to reply to her.

"If it's really Su Qin's younger martial sister, you'll have a good mouth!" he thought secretly, "ugly woman, I'll see the king later. You'll look good!"

I don't know how long it took. The old eunuch took Zhong Wuyan to the side hall. The hall was empty and there was no one. According to the rules, Zhong Wuyan is the queen. Even if King Yan doesn't greet him personally, he should send someone with status. But now, he not only sent an inappropriate old eunuch, but also did not see Zhong Wuyan in the main hall, but also left her alone in the empty hall.

This hall has no too many furnishings and is very simple. After the baptism of a war, King Yan didn't have much money to repair the palace. Everything here looks very old.

"Madam, please wait a moment." the old eunuch sneered, "the king will be here in a minute."

The old eunuch didn't say much, just sneered and slowly withdrew from the side hall.

As soon as he quit, the red wooden door closed tightly with a squeak.

Zhong Wuyan suddenly turned her head and widened her eyes vigilantly.

"No!" she cried in her heart.

I saw countless poisonous snakes winding from the corner of the wall, spitting red cores. The air was filled with an unpleasant smell.