"Mother knows that Ayu is the most sensible." Su Yue caressed her face. She did not want both of her daughters to marry into the Hou family. However, there was no choice but to leave it to fate.
"I'm sorry, it's my daughter's willfulness that makes you worry."
Feng Changqing wanted to punish Feng Yu, but he couldn't bear it when he saw how well-behaved and aggrieved she was. As soon as Feng Yu's eyes turned red, Feng Changqing softened her heart, thinking that it must be Xie Xun's fault that her daughter was so well-behaved.
Su Yuejiao kept beating in her heart. Fortunately, Feng Shu and Xie Zhang's marriage was only a month away, so there would be no changes. Otherwise, the matter between Feng Yu and Xie Xun would definitely cause an uproar.
The palms and backs of her hands were full of flesh. She hoped that her two daughters would be safe and happy.
"Ayu, I don't blame you." Su Yuejiao said softly, "Do you like him?"
Feng Yu nodded generously, "I like it."
"That's good!"
If the Marquis agreed to the marriage, when Dugu Jing asked Fengyu to marry him as a concubine, the Marquis should have explained the situation to Emperor Jianming. The Marquis remained silent, and it was Xie Zhang who came forward to express his opinion that the Marquis did not agree with the marriage.
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Later, Princess Huazhen insisted that Feng Yu become a concubine, and Xie Xun stepped in to rescue her. Only then did the Marquis acquiesce to the matter. Xie Xun was afraid that something might happen, so he asked Emperor Jianming to grant her a marriage, which was considered responsible.
They will discuss the marriage of their children with the Hou family. Su Yuejiao warned, "Mother will discuss marriage matters with Mrs. Hou. Don't promise Xie Xun in private."
"Okay." Feng Yu likes to pretend to be good, but she is not a girl who follows the rules. The marriage has been decided, and she is willing to leave it to her elders to decide when to get married and what to do.
After Feng Changqing and Su Yuejiao left the camp, Feng Yu's heart dropped, and Feng Shu chuckled, "Are you happy?"
"Sister, you won't help me either." Feng Yu said coquettishly, "My knees hurt so much when I kneel."
"It won't hurt you with such a thick carpet." Feng Shu hummed, "On the day my father returned to the city, I saw you and Xie Xun leaving the city, and you dared to lie to me when you came back."
"I was forced." Feng Yu didn't expect that her tryst with Xie Xun would be seen by so many people. Her sister saw it, and Xie Zhang's brother must also have seen it.
The second young master and brother Chu Ning also saw it!
Feng Yu was embarrassed and ashamed.
"You like Xie Xun so much that you were forced to have a tryst with him?"
"It's not a tryst!" Feng Yu defended with a red face, "It's just something I want to make clear."
"They didn't explain it clearly, but they got entangled with each other instead?"
Feng Yu was much more honest in front of her sister, "That day he said he liked me, but I rejected him."
"Then why did you agree again?"
"I..." Feng Yu said angrily, "He is too domineering, I can't refuse."
Feng Shu, "..."
The hunting for a few days was considered a success in terms of the peace talks. Yanyang completed all the terms of the peace talks. Because Sang Nan was ready to make a move and tolerated Dugu Jing at every turn, both Xie Zhang and Xie Jue were seriously injured. Although the Hou Mansion suffered a loss, Yanyang won.
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On the day of the return journey, the wind was sunny and sunny. Feng Yu sat in the carriage and looked at the Northern Barbarian team. Dugu Jing and the priest were walking in front. When Feng Yu raised the curtain of the carriage, she happened to see the look in Dugu Jing's eyes. She couldn't help but
Thinking of the look in Dugu Jing's eyes when he asked her by name at the banquet, I couldn't help but feel disgusted.
If it weren't for Sang Nan's hidden military disaster, Dugu Jing would not have dared to be so presumptuous in the peace talks this time. Beiman and Sang Nan seemed to be colluding, and someone in the court also passed news to them.
She felt vaguely uneasy!
She had come into contact with Dugu Jing and the Northern Barbarians, who were simple, impulsive, and irritable. In addition to wanting to kill Xie Jue during the peace talks, Dugu Jing was calm and determined when hunting, as if he knew someone would cooperate with him, and he also seemed to know the trump card of the peace talks in Yanyang.
She had doubts in her heart. Xie Jue, who had been in contact with the northern barbarians for two years, must have noticed it, but the eyes of the second young master... The imperial doctor said that gods cannot save him. If he lives in darkness, how should the second young master deal with himself?
Xie Jue was very calm. He was sitting in the carriage, his eyes covered with half-finger-wide silk cloth. His hair was meticulously combed, his appearance was decent, and he sat upright. After waking up, he never talked about his eyes, let alone lost his temper because of it. Fang Chuning and
He was riding in the same car, leaning against the car wall and looking at him. He was more seriously injured than Xie Jue, but his body could recover, but Xie Jue's eyes could not.
Fang Chuning put his fingers gently on the window, and the veins of his sharp-jointed hands floated in the sun. He wanted to kill Dugu Jing. For the first time in his life, he wanted to kill someone so strongly that he wanted to gouge out his eyes and crush them.
His eyeballs can do nothing. Dugu Jing cannot cause trouble in Yanyang, otherwise the peace talks will be ruined, and the peace talks piled up with corpses by many people will come to nothing. He will be the sinner of Yanyang.
What to do if you listen to the wind?
He lost a pair of eyes, what should he do?
Xie Jue has a cold temperament and rarely has ups and downs in mood. This does not mean that he is ignorant of pain and has no despair. After waking up, he did not eat or drink, was taciturn, and kept silent to his eyes.
His collapse was hidden beneath his calmness.
Xie Jue reached for the table next to him. He was not used to the darkness yet and almost touched the teacup. Fang Chuning leaned over and held his wrist, "Would you like some water?"
In the darkness, the touch was clearer. The warm skin pressed against his wrist, the temperature he was used to, the familiar bones and blood. Xie Jue struggled slightly, and Fang Chuning let go and poured him half a cup of tea.
The tea was boiling hot. He put it to his lips and blew gently, repeatedly making sure that it was not boiling hot. He placed it in Xie Jue's palm. Xie Jue drank the tea to moisten his throat. Fang Chuning poured another half cup and warmed it before putting it in his hand.
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Fang Chuning had a rare anxiety. He would rather Xie Jue cry, despair, and vent his emotions, but he didn't want to see Xie Jue remain calm and self-possessed. Changes would happen throughout his life. How could he let it pass lightly?
At that time, Xie Xun had a broken leg and was about to be sent back to Beijing. He could not go to the battlefield again in this life. Xie Xun and Marquis had a huge quarrel. They even wanted to fight and contradicted Xie Jue. They went crazy in the middle of the night and went horse racing on the Shaling River, drowning themselves in the water.
The icy river water caused people to flip over and the Marquis was so angry that he almost broke his other leg.
There is still hope for Xie Xun's leg to recover, so how can Xie Jue accept that he will be blind for life.
"Are you hungry?" Fang Chuning asked.
Xie Jue shook his head without making a sound. He could feel the car window being opened, and the early summer wind had brought a bit of heat. A light sweat broke out on the tip of Xie Jue's nose. Fang Chuning frowned, half-knelt in front of him, and touched his hand with the palm of his hand.
The back of his neck felt wet.
Xie Jue's reaction was a little slow. When he wanted to stop him, his palm was already pressed against the back of his neck, which was as white as jade. Fang Chuning's palm was hotter than the back of his neck. Xie Jue felt the tender skin covered with thick calluses in pain.
Rubbing his palms.
The skin next to it felt a little itchy, and Xie Jue shrank his neck.
Fang Chuning watched helplessly as the section of fair skin was dyed rouge. He stared at the red patch, his eyes filled with wind and rain.
"Where does it hurt?" Fang Chuning said hoarsely.
Fang Chuning had slept with Xie Jue on the same bed since he was a boy. He knew that his physique was not afraid of the cold but not the heat. In the midsummer in Ningzhou, all the men smelled of sweat. But Xie Jue's clothes were neat and his heart was calm and naturally cool. In early summer,
He was sweating all over, and it could only be pain. Zhang Lingzheng didn't know what medicine he gave him, but it never felt better. Occasionally, he could hear Xie Jue groaning in the night.