Su Rushuang's cursing lasted for almost half an hour. This was not a rare state. People in Wushuang Juli were used to seeing it. Even if the city lord didn't come, she would curse like this if she felt pain.
When she was tired of scolding, the mother-in-law stepped forward to persuade her, "Madam, why are you doing this?
The body is still the most important thing.”
Su Rushuang leaned softly on the chair, exhausted, looking at the roof with blank eyes, sadness flowing in her heart, "Today is the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, right?"
"yes!"
The mother-in-law replied.
Su Rushuang's face turned pale, "I'm almost fifteen, and it's starting to urge me to die again, but I would rather die than suffer this kind of pain again."
The mother-in-law was extremely uncomfortable, "Madam, don't think like that. The pain only lasts a few days, and you can get over it. Hasn't it been like this over the years?"
"How many days?
Just get through it?"
Su Ru's eyes were ferocious, "That's because you have never suffered this kind of pain. This is all Leng Fengqing's fault. I really regret letting my cousin chase her. I should have found her and locked her up. It hurt me once."
Just cut her into pieces with a thousand knives, and let her suffer a hundred times more pain than me."
The mother-in-law held her hand and said, "Madam, don't think about it. Everyone is dead. It's useless to think about it now. Don't always quarrel with the city lord. If you quarrel, your relationship will be gone."
Su Rushuang laughed sadly, "He has long lost his feelings for me."
"He has no feelings for Leng Fengqing, otherwise, he wouldn't have killed her and the members of the Tianshu family for you.
"Su Rushuang tilted her head and sighed deeply, "I didn't think so in the past, but in the past few years, can you see that the women who enter the city palace all look like Leng Fengqing?
He still regrets, he regrets killing Leng Fengqing for me."
She grabbed her mother-in-law's hand, her eyes as dark as dead water, but with a unwilling light, "Achen, is Leng Fengqing really better than me?
When I saw her back then, I always felt that she didn't have any feminine charm."
"How can she be better than you?
She is not even as good as a hair on your head."
"But I'm so old now!"
Su Rushuang touched her face and murmured.
The mother-in-law continued to comfort, "If Leng Fengqing is still alive, he must be older than you."
Su Rushuang said: "I really want to see it. I really want to see her look like today, and let my cousin see what she looks like today."
She closed her eyes and sobbed, "It's a pity that I can't see her anymore."
It's a pity that I can't see it anymore.
She took a staggering step, climbed to the bronze mirror, stretched out her trembling hands, and touched her face. It was a face that she even disliked when she saw it. She regretted that she really shouldn't have treated everyone from the Tianshu family.
Kill them all and leave a few behind. Perhaps now it is possible to regain their childlike appearance.
Yan Zhiyu's birthday banquet was held in three days. On the first and second days, the banquet was held for powerful and wealthy businessmen, famous martial arts figures, relatives and friends, and gathered all the power of connections.
On the third day, the flowing water banquet was opened, and the people in the city could come and sit at the flowing water banquet. Three hundred tables were set up at the flowing water banquet. It was first come, first served. If you came late and there was no place, you would be gone.
The city palace was very busy. Yan Zhiyu and his subordinates from Fengdu City were greeting the guests.
He has also been sending people to pay attention to visitors from the capital. Knowing that they will arrive in Fengdu City today, he has already made arrangements. The city gates are fortified and the city is fortified. He will not go out to greet them personally, but will send his subordinates to come forward and put them in place.
On the third day, they were invited to come and have a meal.
In other words, visitors from the capital are not his guests.
Yan Zhiyu was certainly not stupid. He had such contempt for Prince Anfeng and Consort Leng. In addition to asking the court to show off his power, he also wanted to test the court's tolerance for him. Of course, there was also another important purpose, which was to deliberately anger the court. When people have a conflict, they can blame them for the burning of the tombs of the Tianshu family.
Therefore, when the court troops entered the city, he asked his subordinates to arrange for Prince Anfeng and others to stay at an inn in the city, and then continued to entertain the guests.
In the city palace, people were drinking glasses, changing cups, and you were coming and going. It was indescribably lively and joyful. Today, Yan Zhiyu wore a yellow dress with a giant python embroidered on it. Although it was slightly different from the royal bright yellow, if If you don't recognize it carefully, you really think it is wearing a dragon robe, because the shape of the giant python taking off looks very much like a dragon soaring into the clouds.
Yan Zhiyu's ambition is no longer concealed.
Of course, he didn't want to hide it today and show off to the guests. The guests even included some officials from nearby states and counties. These officials had very good personal relationships with him. They were all established in advance. If the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, they won't care. so much.
Someone present knew that the royal imperial envoy was coming today, so they asked loudly at the table, "City Lord, I heard that Prince Anfeng and Consort Leng will be coming today, why haven't you seen them yet?"
Yan Zhiyu raised his glass and smiled lightly, "If you sincerely wish you a birthday, you will always come."
"I heard that according to the schedule, we will arrive in the city today. How come it's already dark and you still haven't arrived?
Could it be that I want the city lord to go out and greet me in person?"
"You want the city lord to greet you?
How big a rack is it?
Pooh!"
"Isn't it?
If you sincerely wish you a birthday, you should have arrived at Fengdu City a few days ago to show your sincerity. You have just arrived late today, and you haven’t arrived yet. It is obvious that you don’t want to give the city lord face. In my opinion, just block the person back. I was born to accept his love."
"Yes, the imperial court has received a lot of tribute from Fengdu City in recent years, so it should be satisfied."
"Fengdu City shouldn't pay tribute anymore, why?
Hundreds of years ago, Fengdu City was not part of the Northern Tang Dynasty, so it should have been divided and made an independent country."
Everyone knew what Yan Zhiyu was thinking, and after drinking a few drinks, they naturally followed his lead and said what he liked to hear.
Yan Zhiyu was high-profile today and was not afraid to say these words. He was holding a wine glass with a smile on his face, but his eyes were looking around at the guests present to see who was dissatisfied with these remarks. He looked around and found that everyone agreed. At least, If he superficially agrees, he will be very satisfied.
Next, it was toasts in turn.
Su Rushuang also sat next to him. Apart from her, the two Madam Rus were also present. According to the rules, Madam Ru could not sit with them. However, the two Madam Rus dressed up, although they were with Su. Rushuang is about the same age, but as young as her daughter.
Yan Zhiyu's children were all born to these two Mrs. Ru, so they called Su Rushuang mother, but they were not affectionate.
There are many beautiful concubines in the house, so naturally they will not come out on this occasion today.
Even this made Su Rushuang jealous and uncomfortable, because when the guests were toasting, they rarely mentioned her, but instead said some compliments to the two Mrs. Ru.
Although this was the case in previous years, I don't know why, but this year it seems more impetuous and furious.
Especially, when the guests praised Yan Zhiyu's son for how outstanding he was, she felt her heart boiling with anger and could hardly suppress it.
Just when she was about to get up and leave, Yan Zhiyu pressed her hand, put down the cup in his hand, and whispered into her ear with a slight smile: "Do you remember how Leng Fengqing died?"
Su Rushuang was horrified in her heart. She looked at him smiling slightly, his eyes were violent and bloodthirsty, and his words were as cold as a knife, piercing her heart like a knife.
"Yan Zhiyu, you will have your retribution!"
She lowered her voice and gritted her teeth.
Yan Zhiyu's eyes were cold, "Everything happened because of you. If I get retribution, your retribution will be even worse than mine!"
Su Rushuang's whole body felt weak and she could hardly move while sitting on the chair.
"Wolf, how can there be a wolf?"
Then I heard someone exclaiming, and saw a snow wolf rushing in. Immediately, a large number of gray wolves rushed in. The wolves came menacingly, showing a ferocious appearance. Those who used force on the scene drew their swords towards each other.