Marrying a wife and a concubine together? Wouldn't it be better to divorce and become the queen

After the rain, the weather in the capital returned to a daily routine of alternating heavy rain and drizzle.

A month passed.

That day, Xie Jin came to the Marquis' Mansion to find Feng Qingluan.

"It has been raining a lot recently. Qingbao County in Lucheng has experienced landslides and collapses, causing many casualties among the people. The emperor asked me to go there to govern and appease the people. I have to leave Beijing for a while."

Feng Qingluan frowned and looked out the window, looking at the raindrops that were falling like beads under the eaves, and asked worriedly:

"How long are you going?"

Xie Jin said: "I will rush back to be with you on March 12, the anniversary of your mother's death."

Feng Qingluan said: "If you can come back, then come back. If you can't, then stay there. The situation of the people is more important."

Xie Jin kissed her forehead:

"Well, if I come back early, I will let Jiang Qu inform you."

The next day, Xie Jin took people to Lucheng.

In a flash, another half month passed and the rain was still falling continuously.

The original owner's mother and father were buried in Baihua Mountain, an hour and a half away from the capital.

On March twelfth, Xie Jin did not send any message, he would not come back.

Feng Qingluan arranged for everyone to get ready and took Madam Hou and her grandparents out of the city to Baihua Mountain.

Over the past few days, the feelings between Yun Huaiyin and Xie Ying have become stronger and stronger. She would come out of the palace to find Yun Huaiyin almost every two days. This time when they went to Baihua Mountain, Xie Ying also accompanied them.

In addition, Liao Luoling also went because of Xue Zimo and Xie Jin.

It didn't rain in the morning, and the group arrived at Baihua Mountain in a mighty manner.

The year Yunhui passed away, her grandparents brought her uncles and their families to attend her funeral.

Three years later, the old man came to his daughter's grave again, filled with grief.

Feng Qingluan also had mixed feelings. If it weren't for the original owner, she wouldn't have been able to travel through time and space to meet Xie Jin. Feng Qingluan was grateful in her heart and hoped that the original owner could be reunited with her parents in the underworld.

Looking at her son's tombstone, Mrs. Hou's eyes were moist, and her grandparents were also sad. One can imagine how the three elderly people felt as they saw their son die young.

My second uncle and aunt also looked sad.

Xie Ying paid homage to the original owner's parents on behalf of Yun Huaiyin's fiancée, and Yun Huaiyin was very moved.

He had already written a letter back to Jiangnan about his relationship with Xie Ying. He had decided to spend the rest of his life with Xie Ying without consulting his parents. He wondered if his parents would object when they found out.

The three old men spoke to their deceased child for a while. After the memorial service, the group went to the temple at the foot of Baihua Mountain to have a vegetarian meal.

The weather has been bad recently, so Feng Qingluan has no plans to spend the night outside.

There was a light rain at noon, and the sky cleared up in the afternoon. Feng Qingluan helped the old lady of the Marquis onto the carriage and led everyone back to the capital.

However, the return journey was not as smooth as the return journey. When the team was halfway there, heavy rain began to fall with thunder, and the situation was extremely bad.

Feng Qingluan was worried about accidents, so she asked Xue Zimo to send someone to explore the way ahead.

Not long after, the guards who were exploring the way came back in a hurry:

"Boss, it's bad. There's a landslide ahead, blocking the road we came from. The carriage can't pass through."

Xue Zimo rode forward to confirm.

Sure enough, a large piece of loose soil slid down from the mountain beside the official road when they came, completely blocking their way.

Looking at the length of the soil that had slid down, it was at least fifteen meters. Not only could the carriage not move, it would also be dangerous to ride a horse.

Xue Zimo had a headache. The place where they stayed was far away from any village or shop. The rain was getting heavier and they couldn't move forward. They had to find a place to stay.

Seeing an old man in a straw raincoat coming over, Xue Zimo jumped off his horse and walked over:

"Old man, is there any place nearby where we can take shelter from the rain?"

The old man raised his cloudy triangular eyes and looked at him:

"Want to take shelter from the rain?"

Xue Zimo said: "Yes, the landslide blocked our way back. It seems that we have to find a place to stay here tonight. It would be better if the place is a little bigger so that there are more of us."

The old man raised his head and looked at the carriage and crowd in the distance behind Xue Zimo:

"There are so many people, and the place is too small to accommodate them. Go back and there is a fork in the road on the left. It will take about an incense stick of time to walk there. There is a nunnery with many rooms. I think you can stay there."

Xue Zimo cupped his hands:

"Thank you, old man."

He got back on his horse and went back to tell Feng Qingluan about the situation ahead.

The old man looked at his back as he walked away, his simple eyes became gloomy, and he slowly walked in another direction.

After learning about the previous situation, Feng Qingluan thought for a moment and said:

"Let's go to the nunnery first."

It was fine for them sitting in the carriage, but the guards were all drenched by the heavy rain.

The weather in March is still very cold, and if it gets wet any more at night, someone will definitely get sick.

Xue Zimo said: "Then I will go and tell the people in the nunnery first."

Feng Qingluan said, "Well, we may have to stay there tonight. When the rain stops tomorrow, we can find another way back."

Xue Zimo went there with two guards.

Feng Qingluan asked Song Ding and Song Xiu to drive the carriage and return to the previous fork in the road towards the nunnery.

When they arrived, Xue Zimo and the nuns from the nunnery were waiting at the door.

Feng Qingluan glanced at the name of the nunnery, Qingxin Nunnery, and walked forward and said:

"I wonder what your Dharma name is, Master?"

The nun said: "Empty Realm."

Feng Qingluan said, "We encountered an accident on the road, it was pouring rain, and it was too dangerous to continue on our journey with our family. I'm afraid I'll have to stay in the nunnery tonight. I don't know if this will disturb the nun."

Kong Jing said: "Guard Xue has explained the situation to me. If you don't mind the simplicity of the nunnery, you can stay here tonight."

Feng Qingluan said: "Thank you, Master."

She helped her grandmother get off the car, and then took her grandparents in. The people behind her entered the nunnery one after another.

It seemed that no one had been to Qingxin Temple for a long time, and Master Kongjing asked two nuns to clean up the room.

There were many people on their side, so Feng Qingluan asked Xue Zimo to bring guards to help, and then arranged accommodation for each person.

Feng Qingluan and her grandmother shared a room, her grandparents shared a room, her second uncle and aunt shared a room, and Luo Ling and Yun Nian'an shared a room.

Yun Huaiyin and Xie Ying have not yet married, so they have to separate.

There were no rooms in the front yard, so the two of them were seated at the back, the two rooms closest to the mountain.

Xue Zimo divided the remaining guards into two rooms.

Feng Qingluan was worried that some people would get hot from the rain, so she borrowed a stove from Master Kongjing and boiled some ginger soup for everyone to drink.

After a simple dinner, everyone went to bed one after another.

Feng Qingluan couldn't sleep. She stood by the window, staring at the thunder and rain outside, feeling a little uneasy.

She remembered that last time on a rainy night like this, she was attacked by the Yiwu Order sent by the eldest princess.

Although those people were only there to test her, they still put her in danger.

Tonight was one of those nights, and it made her feel a little uneasy.

Feng Qingluan put on a coat and found Xue Zimo.

"Have you arranged for someone to keep watch?"

Xue Zimo said: "It's all arranged. Song Ding will lead his men to guard the first half of the night, Song Xiu will guard the second half of the night, and the subordinates will monitor flexibly."

Feng Qingluan nodded: "Let them all be alert and don't fall asleep."

Xue Zimo saw that she had a serious look on her face, and asked in confusion, "Why did she come out to remind me of this?"

"Miss, are you worried about something happening tonight?"

Feng Qingluan sighed: "Well, maybe everyone in the mansion has been mobilized, so we can't help but pay more attention to safety issues."

No one she brings with her can get into any harm!

I hope the rain will stop tomorrow so that she can bring her family back safely.

Xue Zimo said, "Miss, don't worry. I will be on guard all night. It's getting late. Miss, please go back to your room and rest."

Feng Qingluan returned to the room.

She lay in bed, listening to the rain and thunder outside, unable to fall asleep for a long time. When she finally felt sleepy, she suddenly heard faint footsteps amid the rain on the roof.

Feng Qingluan sat up from the bed instantly, and then heard the sound of fighting coming from the roof.

She quickly rushed to the door and saw two groups of men in black fighting fiercely on the roof of the courtyard where they were!

Feng Qingluan's eyes shone, and she shouted loudly:

"There's an assassin! Everyone, get up!"

Xue Zimo also noticed it and quickly woke up the guards to guard the rooms of each master.

Then he rushed to Feng Qingluan's room, and Feng Qingluan said in a deep voice:

"Gather everyone to grandma's room, quickly!"

She had a premonition that something unexpected would happen, but she didn't expect it to happen!

Those men in black who were fighting with the assassins on the roof were the secret guards of Prince Rong’s Mansion arranged by Xie Jin!

Although they were not few in number, Feng Qingluan looked at the number of assassins and thought that there were more than fifty of them. They had already broken through the protective circle of the secret guards and rushed into the yard from the roof and various entrances of the nunnery, and dispersed to kill the rooms of their grandparents, uncle, Luo Ling and others!

"Ah! Help, Zimo, save me..."

Liao Luoling's shouts were heard in the room.

Xue Zimo was escorting his second uncle and his wife over. When he heard Liao Luoling's cry for help, Feng Qingluan rushed over to respond:

"Go save her and bring her and Nian'an here!"

Xue Zimo's eyes tightened and he quickly went to Liao Luoling's room!

"Qingluan, what's going on? Who are these killers?"

Second uncle looked worried, Feng Qingluan said:

"Don't worry, you'll be fine!"

This time she has to put everyone into the space, and then have a good fight with these assassins to see who is so reckless as to dare to touch her family!