Chapter 299

A moment later, an exquisite carriage turned out from the lane of the compartment, and followed Feng Su's carriage straightly and far away. There are silver horn and cowhide rope bells hanging on the four corners of the sedan chair, and there are beige fringed Huizi hanging below, jingling as they walk. All sides of the carriage are wrapped in expensive and exquisite silk. On the carved window nine of pear blossom wood, there is a blooming peony, with sapphire as the core, which is very luxurious. The outside was covered with a layer of light blue crepe, which covered the people sitting inside, only vaguely showing a little outline. It looked like a delicate beauty.

The sound of the horse's hooves was behind Feng Su's carriage. Maybe it was raining, and all the shops and vendors around put it away. Therefore, the sound of the horse's hooves was very clear and harsh. Feng Su opens the curtain and looks over. The man driving is slender and handsome, but not noticeable. Feng Su in the brain once again, still can't judge who the person is.

The people behind didn't seem to be very anxious and didn't get close to her. They just followed her all the time. Feng Su was angry in her heart and said coldly: "Pei Hui, speed up and make a detour."

The whip in Pei Hui's hand was raised, and the carriage ran quickly. Feng Su shakes her hand with tea and puts the cup aside. Her fingers are as white as jade, holding the powder tightly between her sleeves. At the same time, her brain was also turning rapidly. No matter who came, the decoration of the carriage was rich or expensive.

At the same time, the speed of the carriage behind him increased. Song Heyuan was sitting in the car with an angry face. Qinghe, the servant girl beside her, saw her master like this. She knew that her temper had come up. She didn't dare to say more. She only sighed softly, but she couldn't help worrying. This time, the emperor asked the princess to go to the Northern Qi Dynasty, but there was no intention of marriage. According to the emperor's will, I'm afraid the princess will marry the prince. Anyang king is excellent, but after all, she is the Lord. Besides, she has heard that even the Lord is married. Does the princess want to be a little girl?

This is so ridiculous that Qinghe can't help shaking his head from the bottom of his heart. Song Heyuan doesn't know her maid's mind. Maybe even she can't explain herself. This time she came to the Northern Qi Dynasty, she came to liangongjin. Some are just a glance when you are young, which will leave an indelible mark in your heart, so that you can't forget it.

Ten years ago, she disguised herself as a man and quietly went to the battlefield. At the age of eight, she didn't know that the world was dangerous. At that time, even Gong Jin was not as cold as she is now, but her temperament was outstanding, even with a gentle breath. Song Heyuan's eyebrows and eyes suddenly take silk tenderness. She suddenly rushes into the camp of the Northern Qi Dynasty. At the age of eight, she was almost scared to cry. However, what she did not expect was that the general of the Northern Qi Dynasty was a 13-year-old child.

Song Heyuan is still shocked when she thinks about it. She really doesn't understand how such a small child became the commander-in-chief of the Northern Qi Dynasty. However, after a while, she turned pale because she was wearing the clothes of Nanzhao soldiers.

Just when she thought she was going to die, she looked up because of curiosity and saw the twinkle in Lian Gong Jin's eyes. She was put into prison. That night, when she was sleepy and scared to death, Lian Gong Jin came. The expression on his face was so cold that she almost thought he had come to take his own life.

However, the next second, even the palace brocade ordered people to open the cage and let her out. It's been two years since we met again. She looks more and more outstanding. She still likes to dress as a man. She met him in the street and was seriously injured. With such a heavy injury, she almost thought he was going to die. At that time, liangongjin was already the famous "God of war" in the Northern Qi Dynasty. She was the princess of Nanzhao. She should have taken him back to the Imperial Palace and handed him over to her father.

But in that moment, she made the boldest decision in her life, and she saved him. Maybe it's because of his beautiful face, or maybe she is in love with him. Song Heyuan remembers that when Lian Gongjin talks about his beloved, he has a sweet smile and a bitter mouth.

She thought that the feeling of life and death together was enough for him to remember himself. But I didn't expect that before that, there was another person who gave him warmth in the dark. What's more, he was saved by water and fire. Song Heyuan had to admit how jealous she was, and she could hardly help crying. But she is Nanzhao princess, she has her own pride. Since then, she has kept the best distance from his friends in correspondence. There was only one letter from him in January, March or even half a year. It was just a trivial matter. Later, there were fewer and fewer letters. The letters I sent here were just a few words, mostly describing the love in his heart. It was really envious and crazy.

Later, song Heyuan would not write to him, but still secretly sent someone to inquire about his information. She knew that Lian Gongjin's wife was beautiful and proud. She thought at that time that it would make Lian Gongjin happy. But she did not expect, but a year later, came the news that even the princess died in battle.

Song Heyuan sighed softly. What kind of woman is she? She is so fierce and desperate. At that moment, song Heyuan knew that he had lost completely. Even palace brocade such Di Xian like man should match a natural and unrestrained woman. And she, born in the royal family, was doomed to many things that she couldn't think about.

She originally wanted to enter the palace today, but she was seeing the woman in plain clothes. She looked at her from a distance and couldn't see her face clearly, but somehow she always felt that the woman was very unique. Then, she saw the person she had been thinking of escorting a woman with a haircut into the Palace door.Vaguely, she felt that the woman not far away was laughing. Song Heyuan suddenly became interested and told the coachman to follow him. Song Heyuan suddenly speeds up the car in front of him. For fear of losing him, he immediately speeds up the driver.

A moment later, she found that it was not right. The carriage stopped in the alley. The woman in the car got out of the station and looked at her quietly. Song Heyuan was a little flustered. The woman on the opposite side was covered with a layer of scarlet veil, only her eyes were exposed outside, and her dark and cold look projected from inside.

Song Heyuan was so flustered that she didn't know what to say. She abruptly pulled off the veil and said in a high voice, "go back!"

Qinghe was surprised. The car had already started. Song Heyuan turns her eyes and looks at Qinghe's puzzled eyes. She smiles and doesn't speak. However, there was a chill and doubt in her heart.

The woman's eyes were so cold that they seemed to be looking at a dead man. Song Heyuan suddenly thought of a person, even Gong Jin, his eyes are so silent. However, Lian Gongjin's expression is indifferent, which makes people feel desolate at a glance. However, the woman's eyes make people tremble and subconsciously retreat.

Feng Su can't help frowning when she sees the carriage turning around. Just now, her fingers holding the medicine bag were about to be thrown out, but the other side actually retreated. Feng Su didn't see the people in the car clearly, only saw a vague shadow, very graceful. Pei Hui stood behind her with an umbrella, looking puzzled.

For a long time, Feng Su just relaxed: "go back!"

Pei Hui helped her into the carriage. With a whip, the carriage started to move. Feng Su sat in the car, her head leaning on the soft pillow, her chin supported with one hand, her eyes flashing.

When Feng Su returned to Pinxiang building, the rain was still falling. The rain rolled down the sloping eaves, dripping to the ground and down the steps. A pool of water formed in front of the door. Pei Hui took a small stool to pad Feng Su's feet, but the rain was so heavy that it was hard to avoid wetting her skirt.

Qing'er quickly takes a towel to wipe Feng Su's body and helps her go back to the wing room, waiting for Feng Su to change her wet clothes. Water lotus immediately brought hot soup in, Feng Su took a look, suddenly put down the spoon in his hand, and said in a soft voice: "where's Ziying?"

"Miss, didn't you talk about the flower tea in the south of the city yesterday? Ziying went to the suburbs to buy it early this morning. I think it's raining hard, and that's why I'm delayed coming back. " Fire lotus will Feng Su's clothes sent out, fold back to smile.

"She did." Feng Su light tunnel sound, bow to continue to drink soup. Until the end of a bowl of soup, Feng Su felt relieved.

Qing'er looks at the rain outside. Seeing the young lady looking outside, she can't help but say, "young lady, it's raining more and more outside. I'm afraid that the young lady's clothes won't be ready for drying."

"Yes, it's raining more and more." Feng Su smiles and murmurs.