Ballad of Tianmen

The suburbs of Pucheng are full of spring.The ladies and sons of high-ranking officials and aristocratic families rode horses and carriages to go out for spring.In the peach and apricot forest, red flowers and green leaves complement each other.From a distance, it looks like a brilliant cloud in the sky.Pucheng is not like the few cities on the border. The panic of the war has not yet been conveyed here, and it is still a peaceful and prosperous scene.

Feng Jing rode a fast horse straight into Pucheng.The carriage that Feng Min was sitting in was still moving slowly behind.Hearing that Feng Lin was seriously ill, Feng Min was a little anxious on the face, but she still preferred to stay with Chu Feihuan, but she lacked that strong reason and excuse, and was finally sent back reluctantly.As for Feng Jing, he just obeyed an order from Chu Feihuan.It has been several months since he left Pucheng, and when the news of Cang Lan came, there were only a few words, even if it was a concerned greeting, it was only addressed to His Highness.Feng Jing's heart was more depressed, but the eagerness to meet her was still unstoppable.

In front of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the gate was ajar.A few birds were jumping, startled by the movement of people, flapping their wings and flying into the distance.Feng Jing got off the horse and handed the reins to the slave. She looked up at the plaque, narrowed her eyes slightly, and finally strode forward and opened the door.There was a heavy voice, and the door opened slowly, revealing some of the scenery inside.

The spring breeze is here, and the grass and trees are sprouting.On the bluestone steps, there are still a few fallen leaves, blown by the wind, whirling on the ground.Inside the prime minister's mansion, it became more and more deserted.Feng Jing didn't wait for Feng Min, and walked forward.An old man stroking his beard came up to him, carrying a medicine box, shaking his head and sighing.An idea popped up in my heart to grab him and ask him carefully, but I gave up in an instant.Feng Jing took a few steps aside, turned sideways to make way for the old man.

"Old man, how is my father?" A pampered voice sounded from behind, and some concerns could be vaguely heard.After all, Feng Min was hurt by Feng Lin, the relationship between father and daughter is not like that of Feng Jing, which is like a stranger.Feng Min's urgency is not fake, at least she will call the old doctor to ask carefully.Feng Jing didn't care about what they discussed, but when he heard "Master Xiang, he won't last this month", he still couldn't help but thump in his heart.

After walking back to the road, he was pushed by Feng Min who rushed forward with his skirt in hand, staggered and almost fell.Shaking his head, he blamed Feng Min for his recklessness, but he still endured it.Feng Min trotted all the way towards the wing room, Feng Jing had something to hide in his heart, so his pace was much slower.When I got outside, I was about to open the door and enter, when I heard crying inside, mixed with a few soft words of comfort.

Not only Feng Min was in it, but Cang Lan and Gu Huaizhou were also in it.Feng Jing hesitated for a while, and finally pushed open the door.The creaking sound alarmed the people inside who were immersed in their own emotions.His gaze moved from Gu Huaizhou to the hand he and Cang Lan were holding, and finally fell on the old man lying on the bed.His hand stretched out from the brocade quilt, he was as thin as dry wood, his face was pale and devoid of any blood due to the pain.He looked at the people beside him gently with cloudy eyes, covered his lips with his hands from time to time, and coughed again and again.With teardrops on Feng Min's face, Feng Lin said a few words of comfort, and finally shifted his gaze to the expressionless Feng Jing, grinned a stiff smile, and said, "Jing'er, you are back. Your Highness It's so dangerous over there, how could you leave her and go back to Pucheng." The words seemed to be reproachful, but carefully discerned, there was a bit of joy mixed in.He supported Gu Huaizhou to sit up straight, patted the empty seat beside the bed, and signaled her to come here.

Feng Jing was motionless at first, with his hands folded around his chest, and he frowned slightly.At this time, Cang Lan sent a slightly reproachful look, Feng Jing couldn't bear it, and finally sat down obediently.Her gaze went back and forth between these people, until she was completely empty, but did not stay on Feng Lin.

"Jing'er..." Feng Lin's expression began to turn bitter, and he could probably think of Feng Jing's thoughts. There was always that unbridgeable gap between their father and daughter.After coughing violently for a few times, he finally drew Feng Jing's attention, sighed, and said slowly, "Jing'er, I am the one who is sorry for your mother and you. Over the years, I want to make up for you, but you I have always resisted. My Feng family has come to this day, and it is really in decline. Only you and sister Miner are left. If possible, I still hope that you can get along well... I know a lot of things, you, blame me I helped your mother, didn't you take revenge yourself in the end? When did I stop you, Min'er is innocent..."

"I know Your Highness has always been jealous of my Feng family. Now, my old bones are about to be returned to the loess. Your Highness Xuancheng, she should feel relieved. Miner, I don't know His Highness really has feelings for her. No matter what kind of thoughts you have, even now, Min'er may not be willing to listen to my advice. Jing'er, you have always been by His Highness's side, even if you are asked to help deal with my Feng family, I am afraid you will have no complaints Well. At this point, I don't have anything else to regret, I just hope that you can say a few words in front of His Highness, let her let go of allergies, and find a good family for her to marry..."

"Father, I don't want to—" Feng Min's voice was choked with sobs. Hearing this, she stood up abruptly and shook her head vigorously, "I want to stay by His Highness's side——Feng Jing, don't worry about my affairs."

"Min'er." Feng Lin's tone became slightly aggravated, and he looked at her with some reproach, "Life's big things are not for trifling, you touch your own heart, does His Highness really care about you? Daddy only wants you to be happy, Don't you stop chasing His Highness, there is a difference between you, how can His Highness like you?" Feng Lin's words were still a little heavy, and Feng Min's tears were like broken pearls.

"Don't worry about this." Feng Jing finally opened his mouth, glanced at Feng Min, and said lightly, "His Highness will help her find a good family. No matter what, the Feng family will keep Feng Min. It's just that above the court, there will be no shadow of the Feng family anymore."

"Yes, above the court, there is no Feng Family anymore." With cloudy eyes rolling, Feng Lin coughed a few times, covered his lips, and said, "I always dream of the ancestors of my Feng Family... Blame me, those brothers, nephews, and nieces also came to claim my life. I, Feng Lin, have never been ashamed of the former king in my life, but I only hate myself for being too greedy, and the empress of the most powerful minister does not know how to retreat in a hurry. Huaizhou!" Feng Lin Suddenly turned to Gu Huaizhou and called out sharply.

"The student is here." Gu Huaizhou lowered his head respectfully, waiting for his lecture.

"Huai Zhou, you are my most proud student. I once wanted to recruit you as my son-in-law, but the world is unpredictable. You don't have any love. It's my Feng family's daughter who is unfortunately unable to marry you as my wife."

"I……"

"Listen to me." Feng Lin interrupted Gu Huaizhou, and waved his hands vigorously, "I used to think that you and Miss Canglan were not suitable, and I wanted to stop you, but I was a bit forceful Suspicion. Now it seems that I was wrong. I will not stop you, I will not interfere with the affairs of you young people, I only hope that when I am alive, I can see you marrying Miss Canglan." His With a smile on his face, he looked contentedly at the overlapping hands of Gu Huaizhou and Cang Lan.

"Plop—" With a sound, Gu Huaizhou slid off his seat and knelt down in front of Feng Lin, his face full of gratitude. "Student Gu Huaizhou, thank you teacher for your success."

Cang Lan followed his movements and knelt down on the ground.There is no emotion on the plain face, but the action proves everything.Her eyes finally stopped staying on Feng Jing's body.

Only Feng Jing turned pale.