Mrs. Zhou was just about to be shocked. She looked at Feng Wan blankly with her face, and met her bright eyes, a quiet and gentle smile, and opened her mouth. After a while, she made a sound, "I dare not."

After saying this hoarsely, Mrs. Zhou calmed down. She turned around and scolded the young girls who were crying and crying, then turned around and met Feng Wan again.

She looked at Feng Wan's face that was still graceful and calm, as if nothing had happened before, and after a while she said hoarsely: "Thank you Mrs. Feng for saving her life."

With the support of the maids, Mrs. Zhou respectfully blessed Feng Wan and Wei Ziyang.

This era is different from the era when the king and the horse share the world. For too many years of war, the fragmented land, and the endless fresh small countries have made everyone realize a truth - in troubled times, the powerful are kings!

Therefore, although there are still people in Jin who are disdainful of warriors, most of them are afraid of respecting the man once he has absolute strength.

"Mrs. Zhou is so polite." Feng Wan walked out of the carriage, and she reached out to help Mrs. Zhou up and sighed: "Even if this is the world, it is impossible to encounter such a thing."

At this time, the guard leader came with a few people covered in blood. They did not dare to look directly at Feng Wan's eyes, and they all lowered their heads and bowed. The guard leader stumbled and called out, "Madam."

Mrs. Zhou turned her head and stared at them fiercely, but she couldn't say anything. There was no way, she had to go on this road, and she had to rely on them to protect her. Otherwise, she really wanted to deal with these people. It was a joke. She spent so much money over the years to build the best weapons and armor for them, and to place their wives and children, and to raise them every day. As a result, even so many bandits could not deal with them. It was really two or three hundred, not as good as the ten warriors under Mrs. Feng!

Resisting his anger, Mrs. Zhou said in a deep voice: "You are injured too, please step down and deal with it."

"yes."

When the guard leader retreated with the guards, he deliberately avoided the guards, and even dared not take a look at Feng Wan.

After a period of investigation, twenty-seven people died and fifty injured in the guards. The children of the aristocratic families only came to their senses after an hour or two. However, at this time, the team had advanced for more than ten miles.

As soon as they recovered, they looked at Feng Wan at the same time. At first, only one girl stretched out her head and talked to Feng Wan. After walking less than twenty miles, more than a dozen young men and women had already surrounded Feng Wan's carriage.

Everyone surrounded Feng Wan, some compliments and some praises, and some asked endlessly. They chatted and chattered, and behind the hat, Wei Ziyang's cold and impatient voice suddenly came, "It's so noisy!"

These three words are really unreasonable. The children of all families were stunned and were silent. Feng Wan smiled bitterly, and a girl suddenly exclaimed: "This gentleman's voice is so vivid."

"Yes. It sounds really nice."

"I don't know what the face of my husband is, I really want to meet him."

The woman's screams kept coming, and when Feng Wan wanted to shake her head again, she glanced at Wei Ziyang's hand clenched into a fist.

It's so miserable that he's even more angry.

Feng Wan was startled and quickly raised her head, smiled with a smile on her lips, and said gently, "My sisters, this gentleman," she pointed at Wei Ziyang and said slowly, "He is my husband, and I am his wife."

Although her tone was gentle, the slow tone and the sharp eyes made the girls clearly feel that Feng Wan was unhappy.

Moreover, she also pointed out that the husband in front of her is her husband and what kind of wife she is. Isn’t this obvious saying that they should pay attention to their identities?

When the screams of the girls came to an abrupt end, Feng Wan slowly pulled down the curtains to isolate each other's sight.

After everyone was stunned, they ordered the carriage to slow down. Before they knew it, Feng Wan's carriage distanced them.

The girl next to Mrs. Zhou was chattering and talking, and then she was hoarse. After a while, she pouted and said unhappily: "Mother, this Mrs. Feng, is really straightforward."

In this era, Zhu Yingtai, who had dressed as a man and went to study in academy, and even directly told the emperor that he would raise a princess in the harem. Ethics and rituals no longer restricted the constraints on women. Therefore, although the girl was unhappy, she just begged a few words with dissatisfaction.

When Mrs. Zhou heard this, she nodded thoughtfully and said nothing.

At this time, Wei Ziyang in the carriage suddenly reached out and grabbed Feng Wan's hand, and smiled softly, "Awan, how did you say I am your husband when you meet someone? We are obviously not getting married yet." The last sentence was a little depressed.

Feng Wan's face turned a little red by his jokes. She angrily glanced at him and whispered: "You haven't even shown your face, so you're already like this." Her tone was also depressed.

Her tone made Wei Ziyang feel good. He smiled softly, reached out to hug Feng Wan tightly, and kissed her on the forehead.

Holding her, Wei Ziyang slowly stopped his smile and suddenly said, "Awan, the maid Fu'er who serves you is amazing. Once she ruined her ugly woman, she actually gained the trust of His Fifteenth Highness and often went around and around him."

Feng Wanen said, and she murmured: "It was only now that I finally knew about her."

At this time, Wei Ziyang raised his head. He thought for a while and said suddenly: "In fact, Jin land is good." In Feng Wan's eyes, he said softly: "Looking at the appearance of those guards, you will know that they are full and well-dressed. And those aristocratic families are also ignorant of the sorrows of the world... Compared to the endless struggles of Hudi, the people of Jin really live in a happy land. Awan, one day I am tired, so let's come back here."

Feng Wan would not have thought that he would say this? He was stunned at first, and then replied happily: "Okay."

Wei Ziyang looked down at her, slowly raised the corner of his mouth, and then he said hoarsely: "Awan, I'll sing a song for you."

After saying that, he raised his voice, and the song of Qingyue drifted with the breeze, "The breeze sways the hills, and the plants and trees are uneven. I rode a white horse, and Ah Mei was behind me, picking snow lotus in the snowy mountains, and chasing sheep and cattle in summer... Ah Mei was in my arms, and the sun and moon were sun and moon."

When he sang, he hugged Feng Wan tightly, and the song he spit out from his throat somehow brought vicissitudes and hoarseness.

Wei Ziyang's voice was extremely beautiful. He sang this song in Jin language, which was quite beautiful. For a moment, Feng Wan seemed to see him hugging him, galloping on the vast grassland, walking hand in hand on the river beach in Jinland. The two of them leaned against each other and were boundlessly happy. For a moment, she was infatuated there.

Wei Ziyang's singing came out, and someone whispered outside, saying, "What is bad for this poem?" and what did it mean to say, "It turns out that this gentleman with a good voice is really from the vain."

After a while, Feng Wan couldn't hear it clearly. She just snuggled in his arms, reached out to put her arms around his waist, buried her face in his arms, feeling the most difficult peace and tenderness that is far from the chaotic world.

After the song ended, Wei Ziyang lowered his head and stroked Feng Wan's hair, murmured: "Awan, I can't retreat now! Those people insulted me and hurt me, I can't help but avenge this, Chen State, the Northern Xianbei..." His voice suddenly lowered.

Feng Wan whispered: "I understand."

She and him both came from the sea of ​​blood. When they first came to Jin, they met some people who looked ridiculous and timid, but she and him just thought that these people were so good that they could live for granted comfort, and they could laugh at others for granted, thinking that they were very heroic.

How beautiful and desirable this kind of decay that can only be achieved after peace for too long is so beautiful.

Through the floating curtains of the car, the Zhou girl looked at the two people snuggling each other in the carriage, pouted, and said to Mrs. Zhou: "Mother, they really come from Hudi."

Mrs. Zhou nodded. When she heard the contempt in her daughter's tone, she couldn't help but glared at her and whispered: "I just saved us, do you care where they came from?"

In a blink of an eye, she reminded again: "Even the current queen mother was trapped in the widows at the beginning? If it weren't for a righteous ranger who sent her back, she might have been like what she would be like now. In the future, you shouldn't say such words."

When my mother mentioned the empress dowager, the girl surnamed Zhou had to lower her head and responded honestly: "I understand."

Seeing that his daughter was obedient, Mrs. Zhou smiled and nodded. She looked at Feng Wan and said, "Besides, Mrs. Feng is so beautiful, so what if she has lived in Hudi?"

This time, the girl did not associate with her.

Wei Ziyang, who was holding Feng Wan, came out of the divine situation for a while, suddenly said, "Let's go to Jiankang."

When he met Feng Wan who looked at him in surprise, he smiled and said, "Don't Awan always want to go to Jiankang? It's rare to come here, so we stay there for a while. By the way, we also choose a place to stay when we are old."

Feng Wan was overjoyed when she heard this. She looked at Wei Ziyang with bright eyes and said happily: "Okay."

Wei Ziyang had a certain idea and gave a few instructions to the following. Feng Wan told Mrs. Zhou that she would go with them until Jiankang.

As soon as she said something, a burst of laughter broke out in Mrs. Zhou's team. Since everyone saw the bravery of the thirty cavalry, they have been longing for them to walk with them. Now they have got what they want, and suddenly feel that no matter what danger they encounter, they are no longer afraid of it.

In the evening, Wei Ziyang asked Feng Wan half-jokingly that since her grandfather was from Jin, she didn’t know where her hometown was? Should she take this opportunity to worship her ancestors?

As soon as he said that, Feng Wan was sad. His grandfather left his hometown and did not find a chance to return to his hometown until his death. He always thought he was unfilial. Therefore, he didn't say much about his hometown. Maybe he said that, but Feng Wan was too young at that time and could not remember it now.

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