Prison Dragon

Chapter 199 Extra Story: Xiaolou Dongfeng



Chapter 199 Extra Story: Xiaolou Dongfeng

Extra: Xiaolou Dongfeng

(Self-reported by Mu Yun's perspective)

"You said, does His Majesty love you?"

She was wearing a gorgeous gown, her fingers brushed my temples lightly, and her white wrists had a white light, like a bright moon in the sky.

We have just come out from the queen's palace to welcome An, and the prince has just been born, and everyone wants to be happy.

Even for this Yang Sheng who usually had a lot of trouble with the empress, Concubine Sheng had to congratulate her in a low voice.

The queen's family, the Zhuo family, was disobeyed by Hou Endian when they were in Qi, but they couldn't wait to become upstarts as soon as the new dynasty was established. Yang Sheng has always disliked people who believed in Zhuo, let alone now that she is pregnant. He didn't want to stay in the Queen's Palace any longer, so he hurriedly saluted and left.

I have received an oral order from His Majesty, after I come to pay my respects, I will go out of the palace to look after the disobedient Marquis.

The sun was covered by the cloud, Yang Sheng continued to ask me: "If Your Majesty loves you, then what are we? If Your Majesty doesn't love you, then what are you?"

I looked at her from the side. Because of her pregnancy, Yang Sheng gained a lot of weight, but she was still so dignified and beautiful.

She and her twin sister Yang Zheng have very similar facial features, but because of the difference in temperament, they look very different.

I lowered my eyebrows and replied: "My lady, a person like me will never have love."

My original intention was to say that a humble servant like me would naturally not be loved.But Yang Sheng felt otherwise, and said with a sigh, "Yes, how can people like us have love?"

She smiled as she walked, "Three wives and four concubines are the right path for a man, and even the rain and dew are required in the harem. What kind of love is this? Love? What a luxury for women..."

"What about you?" she asked me. "Do you love Your Majesty?"

I should have answered here that I love Your Majesty, but I hesitated. I suddenly discovered that the entanglement in the relationship between me and Your Majesty cannot be explained clearly with simple words like love and hate.

"Maybe love." I can only answer Yang Zheng like this.

She looked at me thoughtfully, and finally nodded, "Maybe, His Majesty may not necessarily love you, but you must be the most important person in his life."

I shook my head lightly, "Your Majesty should say this in reverse."

Yang Sheng insisted, "What I said is right."

I didn't want to argue with her on this issue, so when I walked to her palace gate, Yang Sheng asked the maid to bring me a set of clothes.

"I made this for Lord Hou," Yang Sheng said, "I can't leave the palace, so I want to ask my aunt to bring it to him."

There is also a bag of silver on the clothes, which is a bounty for bribing me as usual.

I accepted them all, nodded and said, "Your maidservant will definitely bring them."

Yang Sheng nodded, and said a few more words, "The disobedient Hou suffers from illness all the year round, please take good care of him, and ask my aunt to bring a word, just say that Yang Sheng is in the palace, always looking forward to his recovery."

I understand the family relationship between them, and they all responded with a smile.

The road to the outside of the palace is very long, and there are many familiar people who come and go, but most of them are strangers who just pass by.Friendship can be deep or shallow, and feelings can be thick or light.

Yang Sheng's words touched me a lot, and I have been thinking about what His Majesty is to me, and what kind of relationship I have with His Majesty.

But I can't think of an answer.

It would be great if people could classify their emotions into various categories and then arrange them according to their depth.

But people just can't see themselves clearly, and they can't tell what the mixed emotions are.

It was still early when we returned to the General's Mansion, Yang Yuchun had gone to court, and Yang Zheng and I helped the rebellious Hou put on his clothes.

The clothes made by Yang Sheng are not the standard of the Qi State, they are a bit like Taoist robes, and after disobeying Hou put them on, he looks like those rumored high-gong Taoists. Coupled with his handsome appearance, people have the illusion that he is going to become a fairy at any time.

He happily stroked the crane that Yang Zheng stabbed on the sleeve with his own hands, and told us with a smile that he would also put this dress in the funeral objects.

Yang Zheng and I looked at each other, smiled and agreed to him.

Disobedient Hou turned back and picked up a book and said: "I heard that Sheng'er has a child, and I can't give her anything now, so I took some time to pick some good articles and write a collection, and I will treat it as an elementary school for her child." Gift."

Yang Zheng put the book aside and scolded the disobedient Hou, "Your Majesty's child has been taught, what are you doing here, and you have time to write a book, you might as well take care of your body."

Hou disobeyed just smiled and didn't speak.

When Yang Yuchun came back from court, he moved the rice to Yang You's house.After dinner, Yang Yuchun stayed alone in the disobedient marquis, and Yang Zheng dragged me around the general's mansion.

The two of them have a tacit understanding on this point, whenever Yang Yuchun wants to be alone with the disobedient Hou, Yang Zheng is responsible for dismissing me.

In fact, I don't necessarily want to find out what they are talking about.

And I have to admire Yang Zheng, who willingly gave up her husband to her brother. What is she thinking?

She pulled me to sit down in the pavilion, and I still couldn't help asking, "Ma'am, aren't you going to be with the general?"

There are very provocative arcs at the end of her eyes, bright and energetic, Yang Zheng looked at me and smiled heartily, "Do you think I'm weird?"

It's a little strange, I nodded.

Yang Zheng sat next to me, leaning on the railing and looking at the fish swimming in the bottom of the water. Her fingernails were dyed bright red, and she scraped the vermilion paint on the railing intentionally or unintentionally, "It doesn't matter, I don't like him anyway."

I've felt this for a long time, and the answer didn't surprise me much.

Yang Zheng leaned on the railing and sighed, "Actually, I had a marriage contract before, and my fiancé was Shang Xun."

She laughed at herself, "Maybe you don't know that Shang Xun is the grandson of the Prime Minister of Shangluo. Back then, the Prime Minister knew that he had no successors and wanted to stabilize the family status through marriage. His Majesty acquiesced, and he proposed marriage to my father personally. Sheng'er has a calm personality and reads a lot. Both the merchant and the father like to match them together. I once secretly met Shang Xun once, seeing that he was good-looking and gentle, so I begged my father to promise me He, Father had no choice but to replace Sheng'er's name card with mine."

I smiled when I heard this, it seems that this general's wife has been a maverick since she was a child.

Yang Zheng continued: "We've all grown up after coming and going, but it's a pity that before we could get married, the country of Qi was gone. I heard that your majesty... on the night when the disobedient Hou was about to surrender, my father decided to commit suicide, and I made an appointment." Without Shang Xun, we will fall into the water on the Maple Bridge and die for love.

He is the grandson of the prime minister, and I am the daughter of the royal family. I must be loyal and filial to both the country and the family.I heard that once upon a time there was a pair of lovers who died in love at Fengqiao. After their death, their souls would be together for life and life.I thought this was the best ending for a love that was destined to be destroyed because of the country.

I was waiting for him on the bridge in a wedding dress. There were people running away in a hurry. I could hear the sound of drums and orderly footsteps from outside the city wall. Liu... Your Majesty's army was approaching the city step by step.

Then he came, and he was also dressed in red as agreed, as if we were not martyrdom, but marriage, I worshiped heaven and earth with him, and worshiped the high hall facing the palace. Kowtowed to me.

We stood by the bridge and looked at the moon for a long time. In fact, I forgot whether there was a moon or not, because those days, in my opinion, were all gray, and there was no difference between having a moon and not having a moon.

No matter how much time is left, we are destined to die, and I climbed to the bridge and grabbed his hand to jump off.Shang Xun held me back crying, saying he was afraid. "

Yang Zheng said here and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with a smile, "I actually foolishly told him, don't be afraid, I will jump down first and wait for you over there, on the road to Huangquan, with you and me, I will not be alone.

After I finished speaking, I jumped down.The water was so cold that it poured from my nose into my mouth, and I quickly lost consciousness.Later, a passing woodcutter rescued me, and I complained why he saved me. I wanted to ask him why my lover was still in the water, why he only let me survive.

I even remember his shocked and strange expression when he said, 'Girl, don't get dizzy, you are the only one in the water, how can you find your lover? '

I understood in my heart that my lover was no longer my lover. "

After hearing this, I felt a little uncomfortable, and patted the back of Yang Zheng's hand lightly as if comforting, Yang Zheng kicked the pillar beside him fiercely, "I look down on him, I'm shit!"

In fact, I seem to really know Shang Xun. His Majesty once told me several times that when His Majesty first came to power, he needed someone to justify his rule. Shang Xun and many others wrote a letter together to scold Yang You for nothing. Highlight the authority of His Majesty.

His Majesty was very happy to read his letter, and promoted him to an official position, but secretly asked me to write down his name, saying that this person must not be reused, and even be on guard at all times.

Your Majesty said that if you don't see the old master's kindness, you will certainly not appreciate the new master's affection. This kind of person has always been greedy for profit, and even if he is talented, he is a villain without integrity.

His Majesty can reuse those who have been loyal to the disobedient Hou without any grievances, and can also remember those who are double-faced and opportunistic.

Later, Shang Xun seemed to have made some small mistake, and was finally exiled to a remote place by His Majesty.

Because his official position is too small, I didn't realize at first that what Yang Zheng was talking about was actually this business practice.

Yang Zheng looked at the sky, "It's been sunny recently, so Master Hou should be more comfortable when recovering from illness."

Even so, the worry between her brows did not decrease by half.

Later, King Jin committed suicide in front of the coffin of the Marquis of Disobedience in front of his courtiers. I was on the spot, and a few drops of blood splashed on me.

By the time I comforted His Majesty, it was already midnight, and the night was so peaceful that it was scary.Jin Wang Liu Hui is just a representative, a representative who used to work under the Marquis of Disobedience but could never forget the old master. There are many such people in the imperial court. They may not oppose His Majesty's rule, but they still maintain extremely high respect for Yang You loyalty.

A very bad idea began to appear in my mind more and more frequently—fortunately, the disobedient Hou died early.

I put on my cloak and went to the General's Mansion under the pretext of visiting Yang Zheng.


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