Snowing. The blood splattered in the snow looked like red plum blossoms.
Fang Miaomiao fell into the snow, almost breathless. His eyes are very beautiful, completely incompatible with the ugly face covered with knife marks.
The luster of his beautiful eyes is gradually disappearing.
He is dying.
Before he died, the past was constantly changing in his mind like a revolving lantern.
He remembered that when he was young, he mistakenly loved someone. Zhuma became a twin for young Muai, and finally the emperor completed the marriage and gave the marriage. He asked to marry as a man, but he was disfigured before the wedding.
Because of his disfigurement, that person abandoned him on the night of his wedding. Since then, his wife and concubines have many children and are blessed, but instead dislike him for his ugliness and dislike him for not having children.
In those dark days, only that person's eldest brother brought him a little warmth.
It would be great if I could see him again.
.Fang Miaomiao finally couldn't hold it, her beautiful eyes closed.
he died.
Very hungry wild dogs and vultures came after hearing the news, and soon there was only a pool of blood left there, as well as the claw prints of messy snow dogs and vultures...
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It's another year of Yangchun, and the spring is full of Huajing.
In the emperor's imperial study room, the fragrance of tea overflowed. The emperor tasted tea, and the imperial concubine fanned him gently. On the opposite side stood a jade-like young man.
The young man has distinct eyebrows, red lips and white teeth. The imperial concubine is more gentle and charming, and the young man is more handsome and sunny.
"Miaomiao, I heard that you and the second son of the Marquis of Wuzhong will win your childhood sweetheart..."
The emperor said, his old face flushed. It's hard for me to be a tough guy, but he wants to be the matchmaker for two marriages with broken sleeves, huh! What a thing hey.
."The emperor, there is such a thing." The imperial concubine poured tea to the emperor and spoke.
The imperial concubine and Fang Miaomiao are siblings. Knowing that if the brother's marriage is not the master of the holy, ordinary people would not let the two men be married, so they asked the emperor to be the master.
If the sage speaks, naturally no one dared to have an opinion that day, then Wuzhong Hou's Mansion did not dare to be slow to be insignificant.
But if it was her own intention, she would definitely not be optimistic about the second son of Wu Zhonghou. The skin looks good. The family is okay, but young and indifferent, who knows what will happen in the future.
But the younger brother likes it, and she is not easy to interfere. Forget it, if she is the master and the emperor grants the marriage, how dare Wuzhonghou's mansion violate her brother?
I just don't know what's going on with my brother today, the old god is there, and even the sage asks questions in a trance.
.The imperial concubine patted Fang Miaomiao's shoulder lightly, and his staring eyes gradually returned to his senses, as if he could not understand the world before him.
Isn't he dead? Why did you see your sister again... Did you meet your sister under the yellow spring after death? Why is the emperor here? Could it be that the emperor is also dead?
Fortunately, the emperor was not angry because Fang Miaomiao was distracted. He just stroked his beard and said: "Since you are in love with him, I will call you and the second son of Wuzhonghoufu to win the marriage..."
Fang Miaomiao, who had just been reborn to this point in time, had his head sticky, but the words the emperor said awakened him all at once.
Fang Miaomiao was in a cold sweat, and suddenly remembered the death of his previous life.
"Do not!"
The emperor was stunned and asked: "What?"
The imperial concubine was also shocked by this sudden "no". .Fortunately, the emperor did not anger, the imperial concubine did not dare to make any trouble, and hurriedly motioned to Fang Miaomiao's eyes.
"My good brother, don't talk nonsense!" The concubine bit his ear gently.
"The emperor, the Weichen and the second son of the Wuzhong Houfu are innocent and have no relationship with each other!" Fang Miaomiao said seriously.
"Huh?" The emperor and the imperial concubine met each other, both of them were a little confused.
"That's right. In fact, what Weichen really cares about is Fengying his eldest brother-Feng Nonglian."
"What? Feng Nong Lian? Wuzhong Hou Shizi?" The emperor repeated the question several times, did he hear it wrong?
That Wuzhong Hou Shizi, who had a short-lived illness with his legs with disabilities?
"Yes, it's him. Weichen has already agreed with him, and I hope your majesty will make it happen."
The emperor touched the dragon's whiskers and thought, in fact, it is not impossible to achieve perfection.
.Anyway, I was going to give him a marriage, but how could this object be different.
Hey, don't care about him, anyway, Miaomiao is fine, no matter who is on the other side of him. Do you still want to refute my decision?
Besides, that Wuzhong Hou Shizi naturally did not have the right to object. My brother-in-law is such a good boy, it would be much cheaper for him to match that sick child!
"Okay, I will give you a marriage..." The emperor's hand was like a big hand, and when Jinkou opened, a marriage that no one had thought of was nailed.
Huajing has no secrets.
What happened in the imperial city spread throughout the capital that day. Of course, the news is that the emperor wants to give a marriage to Royal Concubine Rong's younger brother Anshun Xiaohouye.
"Have you heard? The emperor wants to give Anshun Xiaohouye a marriage!"
"Then it must be with the second young master Wuzhonghou..I heard that they grew up together since childhood, and then went to school together. They usually stay in focus and stay in focus. It has long been rumored that they have broken their sleeves! "
"It is said that this is the second young master of Wuzhonghou." Fang Xiaohou has a handsome appearance and a knighthood at a young age. His sister is also a concubine beloved by the sage. If he can give birth to one and a half sons in the future, his status is incomparable. The second young master of Wu'an Hou was born in the second family, and only the second child is in the family. On top of that is the eldest son born to his first wife who inherited the throne of the eldest son..."
"You can't say that. Did you forget? Wu'an Hou Shizi is a dying sick Yangzi Wu'an. Hou asked him to be the son of the world early, not because he is about to die. If the second son is dead, the second master will naturally It’s not bad to be able to attack the nobleman."
Everyone was gossiping about the news from the imperial city, and they were seeing the car in the palace driving towards Wu'anhou's Mansion.
.Of course, Wu'an Houfu also heard about the gift of marriage. It was so angry that he wanted to slap his two sons.
"Mischief is all nonsense. You play with him in private, and don't care about you for your father, but you marry and enter the door, don't think about it! If you insist on being with a man, don't think about the position of the son."
Feng Ying looked panicked. The eldest brother's fate is not long, so it should be his turn to inherit the title. But under him are the third and fourth brothers who are watching. What if my father hates him?
Feng Ying somewhat complained that Fang Miaomiao had let the emperor give the marriage privately. But thinking of Fang Miaomiao's beautiful face, the complaint was wiped out. He naturally likes Fang Miaomiao, and if he could marry Fang Miaomiao, it would be better.
But the assault on the title...
"Father, this is not something I can stop. The emperor gave me a marriage, do I dare to resist the decree?.If you want to refuse, ask your father to meet with the Lord. "
"You rebellious son!"
"Master, Winner, don't worry about your father-son relationship for the people outside." Madam Hou hurriedly persuades, "This is not the best of both worlds."
The father and son looked at Madam Hou together.
"Fang Xiaohou has the eyes of the saint, and Concubine Rong is even more popular. If you win this family, will you have a great help in the court?"
Wu'anhou's complexion improved a lot.
"It's such a reason, but men can't give birth. Doesn't it mean that I will be cut off from Wu'an Houfu's incense..."
"This second thing is easy to handle. Then just ask Winner to accept a few concubines."
"This...I'm afraid that Mr. Fang Xiaohou's temper will not let Ying'er take a concubine."
"Heh, what stand does he have to be a jealous husband?.I can’t let me win children and wean off grandchildren with him! "
Wu'an Houye was persuaded by Mrs. Hou, but he was hesitant to win.
"Father, mother, this is not good. He treats me deeply and righteously, how can I be so affectionate to him."
Madam Hou hung her eyebrows and sneered: "What kind of shame? A man with three wives and four concubines is normal. Besides, he can't give birth, so there must be a few viable ones coming in. Our Wu'an Marquis will never treat him badly. At that time, you respect him and let him sit firmly in the position of the mistress of the house. There is no reason for him to be dissatisfied."
With that said, Feng Ying was also moved.
He took a few concubines just to pass on the family, and he always loved only one person in his heart. When the concubine gives birth to a son, give them some money to send them away, and then adopt the son under the name of Miao Miao, not to have the best of both worlds.
.By the time Zheng Gonggong in the palace came with the emperor's imperial decree, the family of three had already planned everything for the future, and even put a bunch of firecrackers at the door to celebrate.
"Wu'an Hou is overjoyed. My Lord has come up to announce the will for the saint. Is the Hou Mansion ready?"
"The ministers have already arrived, welcome the holy words."
Several people knelt down to welcome Zheng Gonggong to read the imperial decree.
Father Zheng glanced at the crowd and said, "Why are there fewer people? Where is the son?"
Wu'an Hou froze for a while, but he didn't expect that Zheng Gonggong would look for his disabled eldest son.
"Ah, this..., the eldest son is unwell and can't get out of bed to welcome him. Hope Shenghaihan."
"How can this be done?" Grandpa Zheng closed the imperial decree, "Since the elder son can't kneel and thank himself, let's take our family in and declare the decree."
No one knows why. .Announcing the relationship between the two sons, why should the eldest son come forward? This rule is not strange.
Even if the decree was read in the past, because the eldest son was crippled, he had never been asked to come out to greet him.
Wu'anhou had doubts, so he said it euphemistically.
Zheng Gonggong smiled and said, "Of course it has something to do with the son. This will is given to the son!"
what! Feng Ying could hardly believe his ears. Seiko? Why is the son of the world?
Zheng Gonggong did not want to disclose more, so he was only taken to the yard of the son and read the will in person.
The innermost yard in Wu'anhou has few servants and a small yard. Only the vegetation in the yard is lush and blooming, which is a bit more vigorous.
But no matter how strong the floral scent is, it can't hide the smell of herbs.
The maid put the medicine bowl into the room. Inside is a stronger medicinal smell.
.From a distance, I heard the sound of firecrackers coming from the entrance of the Hou Mansion.
In the curtain, a thin man sat up. He was dressed in white, and his black hair naturally hung behind him. His complexion was pale, and he couldn't hide his sickness.
"Why did the firecracker suddenly start?" Feng Nonglian asked while drinking the medicine.
"It is said to be a happy event. The emperor is going to give a marriage."
"Who?"
"Second Young Master and Fang Xiaohou."
Feng Nonglian paused, and the figure of a young man appeared in his mind. He has been ill in bed for many years, and he doesn't often go out and walk around.
I only accidentally saw it a few times from afar. Always with his cheap second brother after crossing over.
In my impression, he was a very smart boy. It doesn't match the elm bumps of the cheap brother.
."The cheap brother is not worthy of others." Feng Nonglian said concisely.
He had just finished saying this, when the servant hurried in.
"The eldest son! The eldest son! It's not the second youngest, it's you! That marriage was given to you!"
The lotus medicine bowl slammed to the ground.
Get lotus: "???"
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