The wonderful world of fast time travel

Seeing the bleeding from his son's palm, the prime minister's wife hurriedly took out the handkerchief in distress, and as soon as she touched his son's hand, he gently pushed it away.

"Yuan'er..."

"I want to be alone for a while."

After a long time, Zheng Ling was the only one left in the garden.

He didn't know how long he had been standing here, he only knew that the sunlight was gradually leaving him.

Golden Phoenix landed on a magnolia tree beside him, quietly accompanying him.It tried to pry into Zheng Ling's heart, but in the end it couldn't hear or feel anything.

……

After returning to the bedroom, the prime minister's wife waved away the serving maids, and sat on the stool weakly, until there was someone lighting the lamp outside the window, and the faint candle light entered the room, then she calmed down and took out a wooden hairpin from the dowry , stroking back and forth, the patterns on it have been worn down and can't be distinguished.

In the bronze mirror, a beautiful woman can be seen faintly, with her head bowed and a slight smile appearing on the corner of her mouth.

There were tears dripping on the wooden hairpin.

19 years ago, during the Lantern Festival, on the head of willows on the moon, a young man personally forged a wooden hairpin and happily gave it to a beautiful woman, promising to be named on the gold list in the future and to come to her door to propose marriage.

After the woman accepted it, she couldn't put it down.In every day when I can't meet the man, I put my deep lovesickness on the wooden hairpin.

The days of waiting were tormenting, but she was content with it, because at that time there was hope, and she hoped that one day the world would last forever.

Cunyin is as old as a year old, and on that day, the scorpion was in the east.She hid in the crowd, stood on tiptoe with her handkerchief in her hand, raised her neck and waited for the arrival of the person she was thinking of.

An hour later, the crowd began to move, and someone told Zhuangyuan Lang to come.

The man was dressed in a red robe and came slowly on a horse in high spirits.

I don't see it again, and I weep.Seeing the return pass, laughing and talking.

That day, she followed quietly behind the crowd and accompanied him on a horse ride through the city gate all the way through the streets.

And his demeanor that day, she will remember it in her heart, and she will never forget it in her life.

From then on, she waited day after day for the man's door-to-door proposal of marriage, from high head and heels until she was disheartened.

It was all said that good luck tricked people, and what she was waiting for was the knot between that man and another woman.Everyone in the world extolled the friendship between him and his wife.

Although his wife is a brothel girl, she is both talented and beautiful, and has a long-standing reputation in the capital, so she has been waiting for Xi Zhen to be hired. She once threatened that she would not marry unless she was the number one scholar.

Such a staunch temperament is even more desirable, and that man is also unavoidable.

Everything after that was a matter of course, but she became his past...

After so many years, she thought she had already let go, but when she learned the identity of the person her son liked, she still vented her anger.

She didn't interfere with this matter on the surface, but behind the scenes that her son didn't know, she had looked for that Miss Feixue.After some conversation, she knew that Feixue was a good boy, and she liked Yuan'er. She couldn't hide the affection for Yuan'er in her eyes, but what, what...

She still threatened her with the ugly appearance she hated the most, and since then, Feixue has spoken coldly to Yuan'er according to her wishes, and never gave him a good face.

But she still misjudged Yuan'er's love for Miss Feixue, Yuan'er tolerated Feixue time and time again, and accommodated Feixue.

Until this time when Yuan'er fell into the water, Feixue couldn't hold on any longer, and went to the mansion, wanting to confess everything to Yuan'er.

Obviously, she would not let them meet, let alone let Yuan'er know that Feixue had looked for him many times and had been waiting outside the mansion for a long time.

She had softened her heart, but in the end she was still ruthless and tried every means to make King Jing fall in love with Feixue, and finally accepted Feixue as his concubine.

She won the bet and her son stayed in the mansion, but she was not happy at all.

It was night, strong winds blew everywhere, and flowers fell into mourning. In the late spring, there was the coolness of late autumn.

Early the next morning, at the behest of the Prime Minister's wife, the concierge handed Zheng Ling a letter.

Zheng Ling opened the envelope, and what he took out was a veil, and bits and pieces of the past appeared before his eyes.

"Feixue"

"Why are you here again?"

"I'll come and see you!"

"Didn't we meet yesterday?"

"Yes!"

"Don't you get tired of watching it?"

At that time, Xu Yuan's face was full of smiles, and then he handed Feixue something wrapped in a handkerchief. Before Feixue took it, he took it back, raised his eyebrows and said, "Guess first." Take a guess."

"Hmm..." Feixue thought for a while and said, "I can't figure it out, why don't you tell me?"

Xu Yuan didn't tell her, but said, "Think about it carefully."

Feixue thought for a while, then shook her head, and said, "I still can't figure it out."

Xu Yuan was anxious and coy at the same time: "You will know if you think about it carefully."

Who would have thought that after hearing this, Feixue couldn't stop laughing, she kept saying: "You are so stupid, I am teasing you."

Xu Yuan still didn't let go: "Then you say it!"

Feixue lowered her head slightly, sniffed lightly, and said with a smile, "It's red bean cake, and it's the red bean cake from Miyizhai."

Only then did Xu Yuan stretch out his retracted hand, and said in a low voice: "I heard that after eating the red bean cake from Miyizhai, you will be full of affection."

Feixue turned her head and said coquettishly, "Who is in love with you?"

At that time, Xu Yuan's face was already flushed with shame.

Now that I think about it, it's been a long time since these rough and tumble days, but the handkerchief that Xu Yuan gave away has been treasured by Feixue till now.

After Zheng Ling unfolded the veil, he saw a few lines of small characters on it.

"How fortunate to be loved by you, but now the old man is married, and everything in the past is like flowing water that will never return. Since then, the world of mortals has been strangers, and they have nothing to do with each other. I hope you will choose another lover, with eyebrows raised and eyes open, and your spirit remains the same."

Not signed.

Seeing this, Zheng Ling was finally sobbing silently at his desk, feeling uneasy for a long time.

The golden phoenix's wings were hanging on Zheng Ling's back, and it wanted to pat it lightly several times, but it retracted it again, afraid that it would be as ignorant as it was the previous few times.

After a long time, Jin Fenghuang flew onto the stool, spread his wings and hugged Zheng Ling.Zheng Ling, don't be like this, it hurts me to see it.

Speaking of this life, they are ashamed of Xu Yuan, if not for this time travel, the ending of Xu Yuan and Feixue might not be like this.

In the main room of the Prime Minister's mansion, a maid was packing up the dowry, and suddenly said in shock: "Madam's wooden hairpin is missing."

Hearing this, the other maids hurried over to check, and seeing that it was indeed the case, they frantically looked around for a while.

"That's Madam's favorite wooden hairpin, how could it suddenly disappear?"

"I saw that one yesterday."

"What should I do now?"

"I'm going to tell my wife."

At this moment, the prime minister's wife came in and said calmly, "I threw away that wooden hairpin."

"lady……"

The prime minister's wife smiled, and said gently: "You have to throw it away when it's old." After speaking, she walked out again, but her lowered eyes were a little dim.

In fact, there was another picture of characters thrown away together with the wooden hairpin.

Mingyue was there, Zeng Zhaocai returned.