Chang Huanxi

When Fu Yueying woke up, she was on a bumpy carriage. There was darkness in front of her eyes, but it wasn't because of the sky, but because her eyes were covered by something. Occasionally, the voices of other people talking could be heard around her. She listened carefully. Listened for a while.

Can't understand……

Of course they don't understand, otherwise how could these people just chat with her in such an open manner.

She moved her body, and the talking stopped immediately. Someone stood up and walked to her, helped her to sit up, fed her some water, and asked gently in fluent Liang Guo dialect: "Your Majesty, if you feel uncomfortable, just tell me, and I will try my best to help you."

Fu Yueying: "You take off the thing in front of me."

That woman: That woman: "This won't work."

Fu Yueying: Then what a fart!

At first, she didn't expect that the other party would get her this thing off so easily, and Fu Yueying wasn't disappointed. She leaned on the carriage and thought carefully about her current situation.

She was taken away after being drugged. There was no scar on her body. Except for the jade bracelet that was broken when she fell, she was taken away. The attitude of the other party towards her was also very strange, not only polite but even respectful... ...what kind of situation is this?

"Where are you taking me?" She asked after a while.

The woman didn't care, she gave a few instructions to the people outside the carriage in Di Jing's language, then turned to her and said, "Go see your father."

Father?An ominous premonition rose in Fu Yueying's heart.An Guohou went to the northwest to inspect the envoy after the Di Jing envoy was entertained by the King of Liang. The military power in the hands of An Guohou was in the northwest.

But if father just wants to see her, he only needs to notify her. What is the purpose of taking so much trouble to get her out?She didn't forget what these people said just now, but it was Di Jing's words.

"Your Majesty, you can rest assured that we have no intention of harming you." Through a layer of black cloth, she couldn't see the expression on the face of the person opposite, but Fu Yueying could guess that it must be a face with a smile that deserved to be punched. .

Fu Yueying said: "What's your name?"

The woman seemed to be taken aback for a moment, "Why do you ask this?"

Fu Yueying: Fortunately, I secretly scolded you in my heart.

Fu Yueying: "Then what if I need you to do something? Shout out loudly, hello, hello?"

It makes sense.

The woman laughed and said: "My lady said that my name in Di Jing is not very easy to pronounce, but in Daliang, I used to be called Li Que."

Lique?What a strange name.

Fu Yueying asked curiously: "Your surname is "Li"? "

Li Que covered his lips with a low smile, subconsciously stretched out his hands to brush his hair where Fu Yueying couldn't see, "Ah, actually my surname is "Ye". "

Not long after, someone knocked on the door of the carriage, and Li Que pushed open a crack and asked, "What's the matter?"

The people outside the door stammered in half-baked Liang Guo dialect: "Boss, those people who went to Wangcheng before were locked up at the fourth prince's place."

Li Que: Li Que: "You should speak Di Jing's language."

The man breathed a sigh of relief.

The next conversation between the two, Fu Yueying was at a loss for words, and she also learned some Di Jing dialect from Liang Wang.

But if it is really difficult for her to understand these words mixed with local accents, no matter how carefully she recognizes them, she can only vaguely hear the words "Leave" and "Daliang Wangcheng". Not to cause trouble for herself, Fu Yueying was about to close her eyes and have a peaceful sleep when she suddenly heard a familiar name.

"Shen Yan..."

groove!Daughter-in-law!

She regained her spirits immediately, and pretended to be drowsy leaning against the carriage, but actually listened to their conversation with ears pricked up.Maybe because her attention was attracted, she actually heard something special.

This woman seemed to be very familiar with the Qingwu faction where her daughter-in-law belonged, but she knew little about her daughter-in-law herself. They mentioned her name repeatedly, and finally realized something was wrong.

There seems to be something on the daughter-in-law.

It still sounds like something not very good.

She wanted to continue listening, but the other party stopped talking, and Li Que waved him back impatiently, but lost the interest to chat with Fu Yueying any more.

Four horse-drawn carriages coming from different directions arrived at the small town of Mobei near Daliang in the southeast of Di Jing after a few months.

This small town and Daliang are only separated by a city wall, but they are two completely different worlds.

Di Jing's folk customs were rough, and most of the passers-by on the street wore light gauze clothes, with scattered golden chains around their waists and wrists, and they jingled as they walked.

As soon as Hongling poked her head out of the carriage, she was frightened back by the scorching sun. Hongyue was already prepared, and she took out the prepared millet flower juice in advance and began to smear it.

Hong Ling was a bit psychologically shadowed by this thing, and she was very resistant to applying it on her body.

But in order not to turn her little face into a pig's liver, and not to be sandpapered by the wind and sand, she sat obediently in front of Hongyue in the end and let him wipe her face.

"Why do you say you have to wipe it anyway?" Hongyue got two red veils out of nowhere as if by magic. It's not particularly conspicuous, but Hongyue is different. He has an indistinguishable face, and a tulle can't hide anything. Di Jing's appearance is mostly related to the harsh environment. Compared with him, it looks particularly Rough, many women along the way stared at him with undisguised enthusiasm.

Hongyue: Hongling comforted him: "At least they didn't mistake you for a woman, didn't they..."

As he said that, a man in luxurious clothes who looked like a rich young master walked away from the crowd and walked in front of them. He was about to grab Hongyue's arm. How could Hongyue let him succeed, so he dodged back to avoid him , but who knows that this person is not forgiving, and entangled him again, still talking about going back to him to be a concubine, and taking care of your prosperity and wealth.

Hong Ling: ...your face hurts so much!

This place is close to Daliang, and has the most businessmen, so the language they use in daily communication is more inclined to Liang Guohua.

Of course Hongyue understood.

He was about to make a move to teach this person a lesson, but Hong Ling held down his hand.

"Wait..." Hong Ling said, "Look at his hand."

Hongyue followed her words and looked over, also startled.

The man had a peony flower tattooed on his hand that they were all very familiar with.

Could it be that they were really lucky to find what they were looking for as soon as they arrived here?

Hongyue and Hongling looked at each other, and both understood what the other meant.Hongyue held back her anger, stood in front of the man and said with a smile: "Thank you for your love, it's just that we... sisters... are dependent on each other, if you don't mind, can you allow me to bring my younger sister with you?" To visit?"

The man obviously didn't expect such a good thing. The little girl beside him was also looking at them both pitifully. Now that he took a closer look, the little girl was fair and beautiful, with lovely big eyes.

So he immediately agreed, and affectionately grabbed Hongyue's hand and called the followers who were chasing after him to go back home.

Hongyue: Hold back, hold back, must hold back!A small leak will sink a great ship!

Hong Ling: This man looks like an idiot.

Although the man is a fool, he is the only son of the lord of this side of the city, and his name is Boka.

So no matter how arrogant and domineering he is usually, no one dares to control him. He can only follow behind him while cleaning up the mess while recording what trouble the young master got into today, and then deliver the newspaper to the master.

The courtyard set up by the city owner's family in this small town can also be said to be magnificent and luxurious, but it is much worse than Linhuazhai.

Moreover, the layout has no aesthetic feeling, and it was all laid out with money when it was opened, without any thought at all.

"My lord, the flowers in your hand are so beautiful, can you tell me where you got them?" Hong Ling's expression was innocent and cute, and Boka was dazed for a moment when she gave her a wink.

"I have a good eye, but if you want to get it, it might not be that easy. I copied it from the dead man in Uncle Xianwang's prison. Do you want to try it?" laugh.

Hong Ling suddenly shuddered, oh my god, it's so disgusting!

However, he still said something useful. Since the thing came from the Xian Wang, it was always right to start with the Xian Wang.

"Don't you really want to try? Uncle Xian Wang will come to Fengcheng in a few days, and it will not be a trivial matter for me to ask for a piece of flesh." He even showed off to himself.

Hong Ling hurriedly said no, this kind of thing is only worthy of a noble person like you, and I dare not enjoy it.

As soon as the two of them were arranged in a courtyard, someone came to report that the city lord had come and wanted to see the young master.

Boka gave a "tsk", telling them to stay in the yard so that his father would not see them, otherwise there would be another scolding.

I don't know which talkative servant told my father what happened today. If he finds out, he will definitely be killed.

This is exactly what Hongyue wanted. When Polka went far, the two visited the courtyard.

Typical of Di Jing's architectural style, the high walls and sandy tiles block the wind and sand blowing in all directions, probably because they are afraid that the city lord will lose his temper when he sees them.

So the yard that Polka prepared for them is quite far away from the main house, and the other concubines of the young master live next door. It seems that they came just in time. the two of them.

Red Moon is very satisfied.

"If it's true as he said, King Xian will come here in a few days, so it's convenient for us to stay in his yard." Hong Ling said, and then wondered, "But what is King Xian doing here?"

"I don't know, I don't know..." Hongyue fell on the bed, "Let me sleep first even if the sky is falling!"