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A few days later, in Lingnan City.

In the temporary palace, Huang Yi was looking at the situation in the imperial study. When he heard the good news from Zhou Jingyu, the eighth emperor's brother, that Yanguan City had been recovered and the Hun Emperor was shot dead by him, Zhou Yi was excited.

However, Zhou Yue, the twelfth prince sitting next to him, frowned, bowed and said, "Your Majesty, my eighth brother is as accomplished as the master, and I'm afraid there will be King Nanzhen!"

These words made Zhou Yi's expression change immediately. How could he not know this truth.

It can be said that the Zhou Dynasty was able to regain the country from the Huns, all thanks to Zhou Jingyu and King Nanzhen.

Zhou Yi knew that King Nanzhen had always wanted to install Zhou Jingyu on the throne. Now he had defeated the Huns and shot the Hun emperor to death. He was supported by the officials and the people, and his reputation had already surpassed that of the emperor.

"Twelfth brother, it's time!"

Zhou Yi's eyes were sharp, because he had expected this day, so he and Zhou Li were already prepared.

A few days later, on his way back to the capital, Zhou Jingyu was assassinated and almost killed.

The King of Nanzhen was furious after receiving the news. When Zhou Yi and others moved back to the capital, they were assassinated. In the end, Zhou Yi, Zhou Yue and many other princes died tragically on their way back to the capital.

The King of Nanzhen announced to the public that it was the Emperor and the others who encountered the remnants of the Huns on the road and were unfortunately killed.

In the end, Zhou Jingyu naturally took the throne of emperor in the imperial dynasty in the capital.

The remaining princes, faced with the powerful tactics of Zhou Jingyu and King Nanzhen, no longer dared to make any mistakes, and obediently volunteered to become princes.

Everything was in ruins, and Zhou Jingyu was busy handling official affairs. When the ministers returned to the court, they immediately governed the people and slowly restored the prosperity of the past.

In the harem, Zhou Jingyu was lying on the bed with an imperial concubine leaning next to him. Seeing the emperor's melancholy look, he knew why.

The next day, in the court hall, Zhou Jingyu was sitting on the throne wearing a dragon robe. Facing His Highness and his ministers, he asked, "Can you find Mr. Fang?"

"Back to the emperor, I have sent people to Mr. Fang's hometown to ask him to return to Beijing." Zhang Zhuotong stood up and reported.

"it is good."

Zhou Jingyu was excited because he always believed that Fang Yuanxi was still alive.

As a result, half a month later, Zhang Zhuotong came into the imperial study and reported to him: "Your Majesty, Fang Liang refuses to return to Beijing because of his age."

Zhou Jingyu put down his excuses, frowned slightly, and asked, "Where is Yuan Xi? Can you find Yuan Xi?"

Zhang Zhuotong shook his head, knowing that the emperor was looking for Fang Liang to find Fang Yuanxi.

"Is Yuan Xi really dead?"

Zhou Jingyu looked dumbfounded and felt pain in his heart. He still couldn't accept the reality of Fang Yuanxi's death...

Taoyuan Village, a thatched house in the peach forest behind the mountain.

Fang Yuanxi was sitting on the wooden steps in front of the house with a bamboo basket between her legs. She was sewing a coat in her hands. From time to time she looked up at Jiang Chen who was busy planting vegetables in the vegetable garden in the yard, with tears on her pretty face. Show a warm smile.

"Brother Jiang."

The owner of the restaurant came in personally, and Jiang Chen stopped and watched as the owner handed over this month's bonus money, and then threw it towards Fang Yuanxi.

"Brother Jiang, now that our peach blossom wine has been sold in the city, we will earn more money by then." The owner of the restaurant was excited. If Jiang Chen hadn't brewed the peach blossom wine, his business would not have been so big.

Jiang Chen nodded and continued busy planting vegetables.

The restaurant owner was used to him being taciturn, so he said nothing more. Fang Yuanxi nodded with a smile and left.

Fang Yuanxi took the bag of silver back to the house and put it into the money box. Then she came out and took the prepared clothes and said to Jiang Chen in sign language: "Brother Jiang, stop working so hard and try on the clothes I made for you. "

Seeing this, Jiang Chen put down the farm tools and came out to wash his hands. Fang Yuanxi took the clothes and put them on for him. He arranged them carefully to see if there were any changes...

After trying on the clothes, Fang Yuanxi took them off for him and said with a smile in sign language: "The sleeves need to be changed."

"Yeah." Jiang Chen nodded and continued working.

Suddenly, an illusionary Lord Siming appeared at the door. Jiang Chen glanced at him and continued to plant vegetables. Fang Yuanxi, who was sitting in front of the house, naturally could not see Lord Siming.

"God, Saint Guangcheng has started a war with the demons."

Lord Siming informed Jiang Chen about the situation outside in Heaven, and said: "There are also Dragon Clan, they are constantly cannibalizing other God Clan, I'm afraid it will be detrimental to Heaven!"

Jiang Chen nodded, indicating that he understood.

Immortal Siming turned his head and glanced at Fang Yuanxi over there, and saw that she just looked up at Jiang Chen with a gentle smile. Immortal Siming knew what state the two of them were in now.

"God, Yuan Xi's last calamity should be coming soon, right?" Siming Zhenjun said tentatively.

Jiang Chen nodded and said nothing.

Lord Siming understood, said nothing more, turned around and disappeared.

It wasn't until the afternoon when Jiang Chen put on the modified clothes that Fang Yuanxi nodded with satisfaction.

"Let's eat then."

Jiang Chen didn't bother to take off his new clothes, so he took Fang Yuanxi and sat at the dining table in the front hall, eating, picking up food and communicating with each other. Although Fang Yuanxi, who couldn't speak, and Jiang Chen, who was taciturn, looked very quiet, but they Very warm and happy.

After dinner, Jiang Chen took Fang Yuanxi for a walk by the Taolin River. The two of them sat on a big rock and looked at the bright moon in the night sky. The sounds of insects came from around them, which was as beautiful as a wild chorus, making people feel very sad. Quiet.

Fang Yuanxi's little head leaned slightly on Jiang Chen's shoulder. He turned his head and took a look, then stretched out his big hands to hug Fang Yuanxi's shoulders, making the woman feel happy in her heart, and a shy and happy smile appeared on her pretty face.

The two of them have never been like this, and they have never expressed anything to each other, but they can read each other's thoughts and intentions from each other's eyes, so it comes naturally.

The two of them were sitting quietly on the big rock, looking at the moon in the sky. Suddenly Fang Yuanxi's eyes showed sadness. Jiang Chen turned to look at her and asked, "Do you miss your parents?"

Fang Yuanxi raised her head, looked at Jiang Chen, and said in sign language: "I wonder where my father, brother, and aunt are now, and whether they are okay."

Jiang Chen nodded, put his big hands around her shoulders, and let her little head continue to rest on his shoulders, and said no more.

The next morning, Jiang Chen started to pack his things. Fang Yuanxi was very surprised when he saw it, and asked in sign language: "Brother Jiang, are you going out?"

"Well, you should tidy up too." Jiang Chen nodded and responded.

Fang Yuanxi was stunned and asked, "Where are we going?"

Jiang Chen looked up at her and said, "Go find your parents and brother."

"what."

Fang Yuanxi exclaimed in shock and gestured with her excited hands: "Brother Jiang, do you know where my father and the others are?"

"Ah."

Jiang Chen nodded and said: "Go and pack your things quickly. We will set off after breakfast. We still have a long way to go."

Fang Yuanxi nodded excitedly and went back to the house to pack her things.

Obviously, Jiang Chen found Fang Liang and the others after looking for Lord Siming.

After the two had breakfast, they carried their bags and went to Taoyuan Village together. They said hello to the restaurant and asked for a carriage. Jiang Chen set off in the carriage.

Since Fang Liang's hometown is in the south, [-] kilometers away from Taoyuan Village, Jiang Chen drove the carriage back and forth. Fang Yuanxi felt uneasy inside. The only thing she couldn't let go of was her father, aunt, and brother.

After driving for half a month, Jiang Chen and Fang Yuanxi arrived at a small county town in the south.

Now that the Zhou Dynasty was stable, the people began to regain prosperity.

On a busy street in this county town, there is only one shop filled with all kinds of calligraphy and paintings.And Fang Liang, who was wearing commoner clothes, had white hair, a beard, and a pale face, was sitting on a desk chair inside, drawing and writing with a brush in his hand.

The eldest lady Lin Xiuhe, also dressed as a commoner woman, was cleaning the store and arranging the paintings and calligraphy hanging on the walls and shelves.

Nowadays, their family relies on selling paintings and calligraphy to support their family, and they are doing well.

"Father, mother, I'm back."

Fang Hongye came back in a white robe. Fang Liang greeted the eldest lady and said with a smile: "I went to the county magistrate to sell a few paintings."

Fang Liang paused, raised his head and scolded: "Didn't I warn you not to take the calligraphy and paintings to the county magistrate?"

"Dad, I know you are worried, but for the sake of our family, I have to do this." Fang Hongye was helpless. In fact, how could his father's calligraphy and painting shop alone support their family?

"Master, Hongye also thinks about his family."

The eldest lady didn't want Fang Liang to blame her son, so she said, "Besides, we also need to save some money to marry the daughter of the Lin family for Hongye."

"Ok."

Fang Liang sighed, but pointed at Fang Liang and warned: "Don't take my calligraphy and painting from now on, go to the county magistrate."

"understood."

Fang Hongye rolled his eyes before entering the backyard.