First-rank palace maid Su Jixiang

Qian Feng took Zhao Xiuwan to Wei Ling's tent in a daze. The guard at the door saw that it was Qian Feng and was about to bow and ask him if he wanted to see Wei Ling so that he could pass on the message. But then he saw Qian Feng push him away and carefully escort a beautiful woman into the general's tent...

"General, this girl wants to see you for something." Qian Feng felt like biting off his tongue after just saying these few words. His hands were shaking with nervousness.

Wei Ling slowly raised his eyes and his gaze fell on Zhao Xiuwan who was following Qian Feng.

"What's the matter?" he said calmly.

"You are the prince of Duke Dingguo, right?" Zhao Xiuwan's eyes lit up and she couldn't help but take a step forward.

Wei Ling frowned invisibly. He didn't like others recognizing his identity.

He had no impression of the woman in front of him, and she was very noisy. Su Jixiang recognized him at first, but didn't say a word.

Zhao Xiuwan was a little excited.

He was a young man from a noble family who was famous in Dongdu back then. When she first arrived in Dongdu, she saw him once from afar at a poetry meeting. She was captivated by his charm at first sight.

He stood on a high platform in the distance, full of confidence, and defeated all those who challenged him in poetry. At that time, he was wearing a white robe, wide sleeves and a golden crown. His eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky. He was like an immortal who had entered the mortal world, but without any worldly vulgarity.

He was the best looking man she had ever seen, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe him with the most beautiful words in the world.

The most distinguished young master in the Eastern Capital, Wei Ziyuan of Wei Ling.

But now Wei Ling has lost some of the handsomeness and elegance of the young man he used to be, but has gained some heaviness and solidity accumulated over the years. Although there is no smile on his face, and he even has a kind of coldness that keeps people away, he is still beautiful enough to make people's heart beat faster, but he is tougher!

"What is the crime for trespassing into the commander's tent?" Wei Ling asked impatiently.

Qian Feng suddenly realized that he had brought Zhao Xiuwan in without asking anyone to inform her.

"I deserve to die!" Qian Feng's mind regained clarity, and he quickly clasped his fists and said, "I am willing to accept the punishment!"

"Then go and accept your punishment." Wei Ling lowered his eyelids, not even bothering to look at Zhao Xiuwan, "Send this woman back. Not just anyone can come here, general."

When Zhao Xiuwan heard that she was going to be kicked out, she became anxious. She rushed to Wei Ling's desk and said, "General Wei, it's me. I'm the daughter of Zhao Zhongyuan, the governor of Jiangxia! I met you once in Dongdu before I entered the palace. It was at the Grand Princess' poetry gathering. I have something to ask of you, General. I hope you'll agree to it for the sake of our old friendship."

"Qian Feng? Why don't you take the person away?" Wei Ling frowned and said to Qian Feng without even looking at Zhao Xiuwan.

Qian Feng was stunned for a moment, then immediately knelt down, "I beg the general to listen to this girl's request."

Wei Ling felt annoyed and finally looked up at Zhao Xiuwan. How could this woman make an honest man like Qian Feng obey her orders?

Seeing Wei Ling looking at her, Zhao Xiuwan hurriedly gave up her most beautiful angle. She slightly turned sideways, bowed gracefully, and tilted her face slightly with a bit of shyness.

Well, she was indeed quite pretty. After taking a look at her, Wei Ling withdrew his gaze.

Just take a look at this level.

"Today, for Qian Feng's sake, please tell us what you have to say!" Wei Ling agreed. It was not because Zhao Xiuwan was pretty, but because Qian Feng had followed him in his battles and had always been loyal to him. He was also a simple and honest person and had never done anything out of line. This was the first time he had lost his composure.

In this case, he would give Qian Feng some face and listen to what this woman had to say.

"I heard that I will follow the army to Mangcheng, which is 3,000 miles away." Zhao Xiuwan said, "Is this true?"

"Really." Wei Ling said.

"My father is the governor of Jiangxia. After I entered the palace, I was also named Zhaoyi. I would like to ask the general for his favor and allow me to write a letter to my father, asking him to send someone to pick me up." Zhao Xiuwan said softly, "General, will you agree?"

"Why are you so shameless?" Wei Ling asked coldly.

"What?" Zhao Xiuwan didn't react and looked stunned.

"Qian Feng, give her a knife." Wei Ling said, "If you don't want to go to Mangcheng, just die. This general will regard you as a sacrificial victim for the deposed emperor." Now that the King of Huainan has ascended the throne, Emperor Jing has become the deposed emperor in the edict issued by the King of Huainan to the world.

Zhao Xiuwan's face turned pale instantly.

How could Wei Ling become so cold and heartless!

His eyes were as cold as an ice cellar, and he looked at himself with great sarcasm and contempt.

Zhao Xiuwan said anxiously, "General, I don't want to die! I just want to contact my father!"

"You keep saying you don't want to die, but you're doing things that will make you die." Wei Ling said coldly, "Who do you think you are? The current emperor has issued an order to let the deposed emperor's concubine marry someone else and granted the marriage. Do you really think the current emperor's order is fake? If you want to disobey the order, this general has no right to interfere, so if you want to die, go ahead! If you die, you won't implicate this general and your father."

Zhao Xiuwan's face suddenly turned paler than before, without any blood color left.

Yes, she only wanted to go back to Jiangxia and didn't want to go to Mangcheng, but she forgot that the King of Huainan had already ascended the throne...

Even if she really wrote a letter to her father, I'm afraid her father wouldn't dare to disobey his order and come to pick her up...

So the only option left for her was to go to Mangcheng and get married!

"Take him away!" Wei Ling glanced at Qian Feng unhappily and said in a cold voice.

Qian Feng finally woke up from his dream. He quickly tugged at Zhao Xiuwan's sleeve and said, "Girl, let's go."

Zhao Xiuwan followed Qian Feng in a daze, letting Qian Feng hold her sleeve. Only after they left Wei Ling's tent did she burst into tears.

Qian Feng stood beside Zhao Xiuwan at a loss. He wanted to wipe her tears but didn't know how to do it. He wanted to comfort her but he was too dumb to talk and was afraid of saying something wrong.

All he could do was stand beside Zhao Xiuwan to block the strange looks from others.

Zhao Xiuwan cried for a long time before she finally stopped crying.

"Don't be sad, girl. Although Mangcheng is poor and the conditions are difficult, life is not as hard as you imagine." Qian Feng was relieved to see that she didn't cry much. When Zhao Xiuwan cried, his heart was ached with her.

Who knew that as soon as Qian Feng finished speaking, Zhao Xiuwan burst into tears again when she thought that she might never be able to return to Jiangxia in this life.

It’s over! Qian Feng wanted to give himself a slap in the face. If you don’t know how to speak, then don’t speak!

Now, my heart hurts even more!