Rebirth as Princess Jin again

Beijing.

Outside the palace, Fengyang stared at the prosperous and splendid palace, with deep nostalgia and reluctance in his bright eyes.

She has been born in this palace since she was a child, and has received all the favors, but she has also tasted all the bitter medicine in the world. Today, she is wearing a bright red wedding dress, with the blessings of the people in the capital, and is about to go to southern Xinjiang. This is what she should have She should be happy about another starting point in her life, but for some reason she felt confused.

Mother and concubine, although I have never met you, today my daughter is finally getting married. She is married to the most caring person in the world. We are in love and attached to each other. Please be sure to bless your daughter in this trip smoothly with your spirit in heaven.

"Princess, it's time to get on the sedan chair!" Seeing her reluctance to leave, Hongmei on the side didn't want to disturb her, but she couldn't miss the auspicious moment, so she had to step forward and whisper a reminder.

Fengyang turned around silently. Nan Moyan, who was standing aside, was also wearing a bright red wedding robe today and stretched out his hand towards Fengyang. Fengyang looked at the gentle man in front of him and thought that he would stay with this man. After half a lifetime, she carefully handed over her hand.

The carriage started to move slowly, and Fengyang thought that he would soon be far away from his homeland, and that he might never have the chance to return to the capital in this life.

Thinking of this, her eyes sparkled with tears, she clenched her cold hands tightly, reluctantly opened the car curtain and looked out at the street.

A small hand warmer was stuffed into her hand, and Nan Moyan's warm voice sounded in her ears: "But are you blaming me?"

Fengyang shook his head: "This is my own choice, I'm just a little reluctant to let it go!"

Nan Moyan looked at her silently: "Although Southern Xinjiang is a little far away, if you want to come back in the future, I can accompany you back."

Fengyang smiled at him. She knew these were words of comfort. There was no way she would ever come back.

The convoy that welcomed the bride left the capital and headed south. Nan Moyan originally thought that Situ Jin would make some trouble on the way when he went to see off his bride. He took precautions all the way, but the convoy left the capital and walked nearly half of the way. Both parties were in peace. nothing.

The further south he walked, the more uneasy he became. After all, Situ Jin's journey was too quiet, which made him more and more suspicious.

He heard that Xiao Feng and Jiao Yang went to Jincheng, but Situ Xu's people said that there was no trace of Xiao Feng or the others along the way.

According to the news from the spies in the border town and Beiliao, the defenders on the border of Beiliao have not made any moves.

This was not in line with Situ Jin's style of doing things. After all, he always made small moves out of the blue, so he was too complacent along the way and Nan Moyan couldn't sit still.

Muying rode his horse past Nan Moyan's carriage and caught up with Situ Jin at the front: "Your Highness, there is a message from the Second Young Master. He has obtained the military and horse defense plan of Yucheng, His Highness King Xu, and is in The place where His Royal Highness Prince Xu hid his weapons was found in the nearby mountains."

Situ Jin glanced at the carriage behind him, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Second brother has always been very lucky. I was worried about how to deal with these soldiers quietly, but Situ Xu directly handed his handle into my hands. , you go notify An Yi and ask him to lead people to move those weapons, I want to see how he can rebel without weapons?"

The curtain should go down.

Situ Jin added: "By the way, let An Yi be careful. Yucheng is Situ Xu's fiefdom. You must not disturb him."

Muying knew what he meant, but then he thought that if he acted cautiously, he would not be able to make it in time.

"Your Highness, I'm afraid the time is a little tight. After all, there are a lot of weapons for two hundred thousand soldiers and horses!"

Situ Jin smiled faintly: "Let him be careful first. As for time, I will find a way to give him enough time."

As he said that, he turned back to look at the carriage behind him. Nan Moyan happened to open the curtain of the carriage to let some air in. Looking into his superior Situ Jin's smiling eyes, he suddenly felt a chill on his back. He always felt Situ Jin's smile. Some of them have bad intentions.

His heart sank, as if something was about to happen.

However, that night, while they were staying in a small town, Fengyang suddenly became ill, and the illness came violently.

Nan Moyan looked anxiously at the person lying on the bed, his face pale. He did not dare to use the imperial doctor brought by Situ Jin, but only his own witch doctor. Seeing the witch doctor's eyebrows furrowed and his expression solemn, he couldn't bear it. Zhu opened his mouth and asked, "What happened to her?"

Seeing that his tone was quite unkind, the witch doctor hurriedly knelt on the ground and said: "Your Highness, the princess is suffering from a frail disease. The old slave has used the best holy medicine in southern Xinjiang to recuperate the princess's body. After taking these medicines, the princess's body is very weak." It’s okay, this old slave is useless, I don’t know why the princess is like this!”

Hearing this, Nan Moyan was furious: "Didn't you swear to me that you were 90% sure? Now the princess's body is even weaker than before. Is there something wrong with your medicine?"

The witch doctor was so frightened that he fell on the ground, turned pale and said, "Your Highness, please believe me, these medicinal materials are all tonic and there is nothing wrong with them."

After hearing this, Nan Moyan felt even more anxious. He had not received news from Southern Xinjiang for a long time, and now he didn't know what was going on in Southern Xinjiang?

Nan Mojun is in southern Xinjiang. Once his father dies of illness before he returns, all his plans will be to make wedding clothes for others.

Fengyang is sick now and will definitely not be able to move forward. If this delay continues, I don't know how many more days it will take.

He looked at the pale woman on the bed, and suddenly felt a little regretful in his heart.

Maybe he shouldn't have come to the capital. This woman was in such poor health, so it wasn't the best choice.

He said to the witch doctor: "You stay here and are not allowed to leave. Help the princess take good care of herself. Everything the princess eats must be checked carefully."

The witch doctor nodded in agreement.

As soon as Nan Moyan left Fengyang's room, he met Situ Jin.

Situ Jin saw that he had a bad look on his face and asked, "What's wrong with Your Highness? Your face is so ugly?"

Nan Moyan knew that he wanted to laugh at her, so he immediately said in a distant tone: "What are you doing here, Your Highness?"

Situ Jin raised his chin towards the person behind him: "I heard that your witch doctor has been treating Fengyang for several days, but Fengyang's illness has not improved at all. No, Gu brought the imperial doctor over to treat him. After all, a small place like Southern Xinjiang can’t produce any good doctors.”,

When Nan Moyan saw him mocking his subordinates like this, the anger flashed through his eyes: "No need, Fengyang has been married to me now, and I will take care of him, so I don't have to worry about His Highness the Crown Prince!"

Situ Jin sneered: "Fengyang just gave you a marriage. She has not married you, so she is not yours. She is still Gu's imperial sister. Her father ordered Gu to come and see her off, so Gu must ensure that Fengyang stays in Xia. In view of the peace within the country, His Highness has stretched his hand too far, and now he is thinking of becoming the master of Fengyang before he is married?"

Nan Moyan's face looked somewhat calm just now, but now it turned white inch by inch.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't know that His Highness the Crown Prince was so sarcastic. When did he care so much about Fengyang?"

Situ Jin said unceremoniously: "Gu has always cared deeply about his imperial sister. His Highness is not Gu's brother, so naturally he cannot feel Gu's concern."

"Of course, how can a person with a cold nature like His Highness understand this kind of family affection?"

Nan Moyan's face turned black with anger, so he had no choice but to step aside and let Situ Jin lead the people in.

He had no choice but to lift his feet and follow in.