Lintai Storm Record

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Meng Honglin couldn't help but sighed, "Isn't he so tough that he won't be recruited even if he dies? I thought he would be able to handle it. Anything that wants to give his Li family's reputation is bullshit, you go down."

The subordinates took a look at Lu Guan.

Meng Honglin hurriedly said, "What does Master Lu say?"

Without saying a word, Lu Guan waved his hand to indicate that the man could leave.

The carriage that sent Zhou Wanxin did not find any problems. The coachman said that he had picked up Zhou Wanxin on the road. There was no evidence to prove that the coachman had anything to do with the palace. What's more, Zhou Wanxin had already appeared. They only wanted to arrest Zhou Wanxin. Zhou Wanxin returned to Andinghou Mansion is the best proof that Song Qianzhi is hiding in Andinghou's Mansion, so Lu Guan asked the Imperial Army to let the coachman go.

Meng Honglin was very angry, but he had no choice but to stand behind Lu Guan. He didn't know what Lu Guan was waiting for, and he rushed in to grab someone... Then he thought of the way Zhou Wanxin looked at him, not looking at a man at all. As a living person, he felt more and more that the mansion in front of him was very ominous, like a ghost house in the dark night.

"Master Lu, when shall we go in?" Meng Honglin couldn't help but said, "Your Majesty has issued a death order, and if you can't catch anyone, you and I don't need to wear the black hats."

Lu Guan didn't look at him, and said: "Wait, after half an hour, if there is no movement inside, just rush in."

"This...what is there to wait for?"

"Give the couple a chance to say goodbye."

Then Meng Honglin saw a man dressed as a servant coming, he went up to question him, it was the servant of Andinghou's mansion, he looked carefully at the servant's face, it was not Song Qianzhi, nor anyone he knew, the gate of Andinghou's mansion opened , the people inside obviously knew the servant, let him in, and closed the door of the mansion again.

"This servant is here to report."

Unexpectedly, Meng Honglin heard Lu Guan's words, and it took him a while to realize that since Marquis Anding was going to the imperial prison, of course people were watching over there, and they got the news that Li Fengxiang was dead, and this family member should have come to report the same news.

"Lord Lu, I really don't understand you..." Meng Honglin suddenly stopped talking, thinking that the two of them were just colleagues for this night. He was in charge of the imperial army, and Lu Guan was in charge of the secretary department.He calmed down: Wait, it's only half an hour left, there's no reason to conflict with Lu Guan.

☆, upheaval (pick up nine)

"Why is she here? Didn't she never enter the Song family's door again?" The old lady Song was lying on her side on the couch, and her old face trembled when someone reported that her daughter-in-law, who had spread the family scandal all over the capital, was waiting in the atrium. , glared at his son who was about to get up as if his ass was on fire, "Why are you panicking? Sit down!"

Anding Hou's eyes rolled wildly.

Lu put down the soup bowl, glanced at her husband worriedly, and said timidly, "Be careful..."

"Father, since the aunt is back, let me pick it up." Lu's eldest son got up and said.

"What are you going to do? You'll be right back when you come back." Mrs. Song coughed, making everyone fidget in shock.

Hou An Ding frowned, suppressed his upset, stroked his mother's heart, and said in a gentle voice: "It's good for her to figure it out. After all, she is the daughter of Taifu Zhou, and the mother of Zhuxing and Lanmei. The family is harmonious and harmonious." Best of all, she's sick and weak, so even if she comes back, she won't be in the way of anyone's eyes." Speaking of this, An Dinghou cast a warning glance at his restless eldest son.

The old lady rolled her cloudy eyes. She has been unable to see clearly recently. There was a yellow spot in the white of her right eye. Looking closely, it seemed to be festered and covered under a transparent film. The imperial doctor only said that it was all right, but she felt faintly ominous. .

"She brought up a good son. When Zhu Xing was young, I said that I couldn't let her be like that. I took her back to the Zhou family every three days. What kind of appearance should he grow up? He only has the Zhou family in his heart, how can there be a Song family? You ask him if he would like to be named Zhou. Is it still surnamed Song?"

"Mother, just don't say a few words, you also..."

Old Mrs. Song stared, the whites of her eyes became more ferocious, her dry skin covered with age spots trembled, her lips kept spitting out, her whole body trembled violently, and she coughed up a mouthful of thick phlegm.

Mrs. Lu hurriedly took the spittoon, and the back of her hand was stained a little, and only after the old lady spit it out and asked the servants to take the spittoon away, did she go to the side to clean her hands.

"What's wrong with mother? You are going to scold mother for that woman, aren't you?"

Hou Anding was one head and two big, and his servants came in and relieved him of his encirclement.

"Master, Madam is waiting for you in the courtyard." The servant carefully glanced at the old lady, then lowered his head.

"Mother, I'll come back when my son goes." Without waiting for his mother to say any more words, Hou An Ding quickly followed the servant out, and asked him in a low voice, "Has Zhu Er come back?" He asked and turned to look at his mother's room , a person came out from inside, it was Mrs. Lu, An Dinghou felt relieved, and fixed his eyes on the servant's face.

The servant replied tremblingly: "Zhu Er is waiting for the master in the front hall."

Hou An Ding frowned: "Is it good news or bad news?"

"Yes... yes... judging by Zhu Er's face, I should... it shouldn't be a good thing."

Hou An Ding let go, and the servant who was being interrogated by his sleeve fell to the ground, and rolled down the stone ladder, lying on the ground with his forehead on the ground, not daring to get up.

"You don't lead the way, you idiot! What are you guys doing for food?!" Song Shenyan had never been so angry in the mansion. Since Zhou Wanxin left the Hou's mansion, he had a sense of being the master of the house. However, in the past few months, it seems The whole Dachu is suffering from bad luck. Anyway, in this small family, seeing that he can revive his husband to live a happy life, he will not make it easy for him to have a wife and son.

Song Shenyan was full of anger, and before he took a few steps forward, he froze when he saw the snow-white figure in the corridor with an angry face.

"Wanxin?" Song Shenyan's voice trembled involuntarily, he quickly lowered his eyes, collected himself, raised his head again, and took two steps forward.

Lu Shi stopped behind him, did not follow, and did not intend to leave.

When Zhou Wanxin turned around, Song Shenyan felt dazed for a moment, as an old friend who hadn't been in his mind for many years came slowly from his memory.

That year at Xiangguo Temple, Zhou Wan was wearing a pink dress in her heart. She loved the snow-white rabbit fur collar very much. Song Shenyan noticed it more than once during the years of her wedding, but Zhou Wanxin heard him mention it once in a while. It was made of rabbit fur. , Zhou Wanxin no longer used it.

"I waited outside for a while, the wind was a little strong, so I came in by myself." Zhou Wan smiled apologetically.

Maybe it was a little far away, Song Shenyan's throat rolled, and he said in a trembling voice: "It's okay, you're in good health?"

Zhou Wanxin smiled without saying a word, and lifted the food box in her hand. At this moment, a circle of bright red sleeves was exposed on the cuffs, which made her wrist like jade even more.

Lu Shi pursed her lips tightly, her face was ugly, she wanted to leave, but she couldn't move half a step, hoping that Song Shenyan would turn around, but the man seemed to be possessed, and took a few more steps towards Zhou Wanxin.

"I'm in good spirits today, let's go to the study and talk about it." Zhou Wanxin was ill all the year round, her speech lacked energy, and she was so weak that it made people feel distressed.

Song Shenyan hadn't had a good look at his wife for too long, and when he got closer, he could see clearly that the wrinkles at the end of her eyes were very obvious, and there were some gray hairs in her clean and clean hair.Song Shenyan stood still, suppressed the boredom in his heart, and said calmly: "You go first, I will come when I go."

Zhou Wanxin didn't care either, and the corners of her lips curved slightly: "Okay, come quickly."

Song Shenyan was about to leave, but suddenly turned around, seeing Lu's pale face, he closed his mouth when he wanted to say something, and went to the front hall to look for Zhu Er with his ass on fire.

Zhu Er was wandering around in the front hall like a headless fly. Hearing the sound of footsteps outside, his eyes lit up immediately, and he walked in with a gloomy face after the door was stable.

Zhu Er shrank his neck, took half a step back, and immediately bowed, bowing low and saluting.

"What's the matter? Has Li Fengxiang recruited you today?" Song Shenyan glanced impetuously at the refreshments on the table, and a flash of disgust flashed in his eyes.

Zhu Er carefully looked at Marquis Anding, and said tremblingly, "No...no." Seeing Marquis An Ding's face turned even more ugly, Zhu Er hurriedly poured beans out, "Li Fengxiang couldn't bear the punishment today, so he crashed to death in prison. Seeing Hou An Ding take half a step forward, Zhu Er hurriedly backed away, keeping a distance of more than two meters from him, lowered his head and whispered, "Your servant, your servant heard something extraordinary..."

"Say!" Anding Hou slapped the table with a slap.

Startled by the loud noise, Zhu Er backed up again and again, and bumped into the cabinet. It happened that a pot-bellied vase fell down and smashed to pieces.

Zhu Er closed his eyes, his heart froze, and he shouted: "The forbidden army is hunting the second young master in the whole city, and they have surrounded our Hou Mansion. The second young master was also in prison a few days ago, and..." Zhu Er's voice broke out. Do it, and yelled desperately, "I will be locked in the same cell as the dead Li Fengxiang."

Song Shenyan was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally settled on Zhou Wanxin's snow-white cloak, which was like the first time he saw it.

What is she trying to do?

Song Shenyan was so shocked that his head was covered in cold sweat, he paced back and forth twice, called a servant, and asked him to see if Zhou Wanxin was in the study. The servant went out, but was stopped by Song Shenyan from behind, and Song Shenyan stepped forward to see if Zhou Wanxin was in the study. Going out the threshold, holding the servant by the back collar, bringing him back, facing the cold wind in the middle of the night, he strode towards the study with great strides.

He wants to see for himself what this married lady is going to do.

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Xu Ruiyun entered the door with his front foot, and was caught by Song Qianzhi on his back foot. Song Qianzhi squatted in the stable and waited for him. Xu Ruiyun sprinkled the fodder in the horse trough. When he looked up from the dark night, he saw a pair of eyes next to him. Staring at him coldly, he almost cried out in fright.

"Where's my mother?" Song Qianzhi stood up and patted the robe on his body.

Xu Ruiyun swallowed nervously, avoiding Song Qianzhi's gaze.

"At... at your father's place, ask me what I do? I just take care of sending people there..." Before Xu Ruiyun could finish his sentence, Song Qianshang came and grabbed his lapel, and before he could react, he was thrown down vigorously On the fence of the stable, the back hurts sharply.

Xu Ruiyun was intimidated by Song Qianzhi's eyes, and almost thought he was about to be beaten. He met Song Qianzhi's red eyes, raised his hands to cover his face, and peeped through the gaps between his fingers that Song Qianzhi had already raised his fist, and the corner of his mouth couldn't stop Twitched, and then put his hand down.

Song Qianzhi's breath was hot, he let go, squatted on the steps, hugged his head, his forehead was tightly pressed into the palm of his hand, and his shoulders couldn't help shaking.

After a long time, Song Qianzhi calmed down, still squatting, tilted his head to look at Xu Ruiyun, and asked him in a hoarse voice: "Did my mother say anything when she got off the car?"

"I didn't have time to say that there are people outside the Hou's mansion, but with Lu Guan here, nothing will happen." Xu Ruiyun straightened his collar, walked over, held Song Qianzhi's shoulders, and comforted him, "Maybe your mother is going with your father Goodbye, no one can tell if you will be able to meet again in this life when you go out of the city. They are husband and wife, so they must have a lot to say, we are going out of the city at dawn, you should go to bed." Xu Ruiyun carried a full stomach The matter did not show on his face, he had known Song Qianzhi for so long, and he had never seen him so depressed.Xu Ruiyun was also uneasy, always feeling that Song Qianzhi knew something, so he could only cheer up and try not to let Song Qianzhi see the way.

"I can't sleep, I coaxed Li Xuan to sleep." Song Qianzhi sat on the steps, the ground was cold, he patted his side and motioned Xu Ruiyun to come and sit down.

Xu Ruiyun sat down next to Song Qianzhi, and said casually, "Is Liu Pingwen asleep?"

"Yeah." Song Qianzhi said, "My heart is in a mess, and I always feel that something will happen tonight."

Xu Ruiyun lowered his eyelashes, raised his head, and looked at the sky through the fence. It was a starless and moonless night, and the sky was cold and dark. However, no matter how dark the night was, there were always some glimmers of light. Where did it come from.

"I think your mother is in good spirits today."

Song Qianzhi couldn't stop picking his fingers, and said: "I went to see her before I went to prison, she was very ill, and she talked to me a lot today..."

"Don't think about it, go to sleep, and go on the road after dawn. I won't be able to rest for a few days. I can only sleep comfortably tonight. I can't wait to lie on the bed now." Xu Ruiyun stood up and patted The robe cast a long shadow on Song Qianzhi, "If I didn't have to go get a few cinder trucks with Lu Lin and come back, Mr. Lu will be watching over the Hou's mansion, nothing will happen."

"I'll go with you." Song Qianzhi followed suit, "I can't sleep anyway."

Xu Ruiyun hurriedly stopped him: "Now the imperial army is searching for you all over the city, you'd better not go, go back to sleep."

Xu Ruiyun sent Song Qianzhi back to his room before leaving the Lu residence.

Lying on the bed, Song Qianzhi heard the sound of footsteps going away, opened his eyes, the room was dark, there was a thin layer of light on the window, and there were still three hours before Mao.

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Almost at the door of the study, Song Shenyan noticed that the door of the study was wide open, and Ding Chuaner, the attendant who guards the study on weekdays, ran out in a hurry. In the master's arms, there was a sound of fright, and it was Song Shenyan, who was gasping for breath while rubbing his chest.

Song Shenyan said with a sullen face: "What are you going to do? Reincarnation?"

"Madam...madam asked the little one to bring two jars of spirits."

"Two jars?" Song Shenyan became more and more sure that Zhou Wanxin was sick and confused, and asked Ding Chuan'er to change to the next wine, but he choked back, well, let him see what kind of monster this woman is going to do.

Song Shenyan stopped two or three meters away from the study, and he could just hear the people in the room talking. From here, Lu Shi, whom he loved so much, was also in the study.Things didn't go well tonight, Zhou Wanxin came back to make trouble, Li Fengxiang died, and even Lu Shi changed from being docile in the past, and his curiosity was heavier than ever. He stayed with his mother and beat his shoulders and rubbed his feet.

Lu Shi's voice came from the room: "What are you doing looking for Master tonight?"

Song Shenyan sneered inwardly: Zhou Wanxin grew up steeped in intrigues and tricks. She went to the harem and knew everything. It's not bad that Mrs. Lu is lying on the couch to be a little lover, but it's pure embarrassment to face his wife.

Sure enough, Zhou Wanxin didn't bother to talk to her and didn't answer her.

Lu's voice suddenly rose, something fell, it sounded like porcelain.

Song Shenyan's heart tightened, wondering if there were any valuables placed by the door in his study.

"Aren't you just here to drive me out of this house? You don't need to look for the master, this is between us, just tell me if you have anything to say!"

Song Shenyan held his forehead, he could almost imagine that Zhou Wanxin must be looking through the things on his desk, even playing with the gadgets on the Baibao Pavilion, and didn't bother to pay attention to this woman named Chacha.

At this moment, Song Shenyan unexpectedly heard Zhou Wanxin speak, the voice was too low, he couldn't help but took a step forward, and stopped in time.If he went any further, he would startle the two women who belonged to him.

"I'm here to get the divorce papers."

Song Shenyan saw Lu Shi take a step back, she grabbed the door frame with one hand, the back of her hand turned blue with force.

"If you have nothing to do, step back first." Zhou Wan said heartily.

Lu Shi turned around hastily, her red eye circles met Anding Hou who was not far away, two lines of tears rolled down immediately, she took two steps towards Song Shenyan, looked at him with tears in her eyes, but then avoided him, quickly ran away.

For a while, Song Shenyan was very tired of this move, instead of chasing after him to comfort him as usual, he took a deep breath, smoothed the frizzy hair on his forehead with his right hand, and strode into the study.

Inside, Zhou Wanxin was reading an article written on his desk, and Song Shenyan recited rather complacently: "The gambling book disappeared with the fragrance of tea, it was only normal at that time."

Zhou Wanxin didn't answer the words, she put down the writing, picked up the ink stone next to the inkstone, narrowed her eyes carefully, looked at it for a while, and said without raising her head: "I'll grind ink for you and write something."

Song Shenyan's heart skipped a beat, Zhou Wanxin really wanted to divorce her, so there was no need to come in person, even his son of a wolf cub would protect Zhou Wanxin to the fullest.

After several times of thinking, Song Shenyan figured it out, and said to Zhou Wanxin with a smile: "It's not that my husband won't help you, it's just that the power of heaven is unpredictable. My husband has been idle at home for many years, and I can't speak in the court. Let my husband beg for Xing'er , why don't you go and say something to the queen mother, madam. Aren't your sisters more effective than me?"

Zhou Wan was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed, she laughed without malice, tears leaked from the corners of her eyes, she hurriedly wiped them away with her little finger.

Song Shenyan came over to shake her hand.

Zhou Wanxin immediately withdrew her hand, took a step back, and said, "You are outside, didn't you hear me clearly? Otherwise, why stand there, there is a shadow on the ground."

Song Shenyan was embarrassed, walked behind the table, and took a look at Zhou Wanxin: "Do you really want to divorce?"

"Yes." Zhou Wanxin replied almost immediately.

Song Shen said: "Then you study ink." If you can provoke him and be thrown into prison by the emperor, the youngest son Zhou Wanxin gave birth to him may not be able to turn over, and it is useless to keep it.It's better to get rid of the relationship as soon as possible, so as not to implicate the eldest son.Song Shenyan figured it out, and leaned back in the chair relaxedly, with only one lamp on beside him, under the dim light, Zhou Wanxin held her sleeve with one hand to prevent the cuff from being dragged into the ink, her eyes hung down into the inkstone, she was surprisingly quiet.

The whole room was so quiet that only the delicate sound of Moshi hovering could be heard.

Why did they come to this point?

The author has something to say: Zhou Wanxin is... the face of exhaustion.I have thought about her ending many times, but none of them are right. This is the last one.Always wondered what she would do.

There is a long chapter tomorrow.

I was delayed by something yesterday, so I didn't write because it was too late.

☆, Upheaval (Twenty)

Ding Chuan'er took two jars of wine from the kitchen, Song Shenyan's displeased voice called him in from the study, he tiptoed into the room, put down the wine and left quickly.

Song Shenyan folded her hands and smiled slightly as she watched Zhou Wanxin grind the ink. Her complexion was very pale, and there were two fine lines at the end of her eyes. A familiar fragrance wafted from her body. The bright and sweet floral fragrance had a hint of coldness and bitterness.

"Is it cold?" Song Shenyan didn't know why he asked that, and touched his nose uncomfortably.

"Not cold." Zhou Wanxin replied while adding a small amount of water to the ink.

Song Shenyan saw that her expression was as usual, so he couldn't help but want to say a few more words to her. After much deliberation, he said softly: "After a few days, the emperor's anger is gone, I will contact a few colleagues, and make a proposal for Xing'er Pleading. If you have something to do in the future, you can come to the Hou Mansion to find me at any time."

Zhou Wanxin hummed lightly, and replied indifferently: "Thank you."

The two of them were speechless for the rest, Song Shenyan kept rubbing the index finger and thumb of his right hand, leaned crookedly in the chair, and looked at Zhou Wanxin unscrupulously. After tonight, the two of them really had nothing to do with each other. There is an empty place.

"Okay, let's write." Zhou Wanxin went to the side to wash her hands, caught a glimpse of the wine on the table, went outside the door to summon a maid who was waiting tremblingly not far away, and ordered her to fetch a pot of hot water.

Zhou Wanxin sat in a chair beside her, picked up the stove to cover it, and looked up.

Song Shenyan had already picked up the pen and was looking at her, he thought for a while, then brushed away any stray hairs from the pen with his right hand.

"How to write it?" Song Shenyan asked Zhou Wanxin for her opinion.

Zhou Wan frowned in embarrassment, tilted her head, the rustling sound of the headdress was like a small spoon, disturbing Song Shenyan's heartstrings.

The two have been married for more than [-] years. Until now, Song Shenyan has captured the same feeling as when they first met in Xiangguo Temple.At that time, Zhou Wanxin was really glamorous and charming, and there were countless young talents who fell under her pomegranate skirt. If Zhou Wanxin had not fallen in love with him first, Song Shenyan would not have dared to think about the young lady of the Zhou family no matter what. .

In the first few years of their marriage, the two were like glue, and Zhou Wanxin soon became pregnant. It was also at that time that Song Shenyan got in touch with the old Lu family.

The wife's elder sister was favored by the late emperor, and the father-in-law was a famous official who was going to be written into the history books. Song Shenyan not only couldn't feel honored with him, but felt breathless when facing his father-in-law.No matter how beautiful the fortifications in his hands were, he could only be praised by his own mother. At first, Song Shenyan was a brat in front of his father-in-law, and talked a lot.After going there a few times, I found that Taifu Zhou was very busy. All the people who came and went to and from the Zhou family were high officials from the imperial court. He was a minister of the Ministry of Industry. That's all.

Gradually, Song Shenyan saw it clearly, and stopped rushing to Taifu Zhou.

However, Zhou Wanxin has always been a pure and blue heart, exquisite and transparent, but in this matter, she can't understand her husband's intentions at all, and she still has to go back to her natal family and live in the palace from time to time. One of her families, not her husband's family to which she would devote herself wholeheartedly.

The more time Zhou Wanxin was away from the Hou's mansion, the more Song Shenyan's mother gossiped, and Song Shenyan felt very uncomfortable hearing it. Every time she asked Zhou Wanxin to mention it, she would say everything to his wife's innocent and clear eyes. not out.

"Just write that your temperament is difficult, your interests are different, and the relationship between husband and wife is difficult to reconcile. It is because you are sick and unable to continue to serve your mother." Song Shenyan thought about his words, opened his lips and licked the slightly dry pen, his brows froze, and suddenly remembered something. Yes, try to make your tone sound casual, and ask Zhou Wanxin: "What are your plans next? Are you going back to the palace? I'm afraid you won't be able to stay in the palace for a long time, right?"

Song Shenyan licked the pen again, and wrote seriously, the writing was stagnant, and he stopped writing.

After not hearing Zhou Wanxin's answer for a long time, Song Shenyan raised her head and glanced at Zhou Wanxin after she had complied, and saw that she was in a daze. She was holding a small hand stove, and her eyes showed a little girlish innocence.Song Shenyan couldn't help but stared blankly, coughed, and Zhou Wanxin looked at him.

"Is it finished?" Zhou Wanxin asked.Her voice was soft and crisp, and she brought hot tea to drink, but Song Shenyan stopped her.

Song Shenyan put down his pen, walked over and saw that what she had in hand was indeed tea, reprimanded her lightly for not drinking tea, and went out to ask someone to exchange for the ginseng water that his wife used to drink.

Ding Chuan'er looked puzzled, Zhou Wanxin didn't live in the mansion for a long time, how could there be any ginseng slices ready at any time.Thinking that the only way is for someone to rummage through the boxes and cabinets to get some out. After a while, maybe the master won't be able to take care of drinking anymore?

Song Shenyan turned back, and his wife was reading the divorce letter on the table. Song Shenyan's heart skipped a beat, and he said with a smile, "How? If Madam thinks it's inappropriate, you can rewrite it according to your wishes." In the divorce letter, Song Shenyan had deliberately The words are gentle, Song Qianzhi has become a felon of the court, it is the best policy to get rid of the relationship as soon as possible, but Song Shenyan does not ignore the relationship between husband and wife for more than [-] years.Thinking of this, Song Shenyan smiled slightly, very satisfied with his magnanimity.

"That's good." Zhou Wanxin folded the divorce letter into cubes, put it in the kit bag she carried with her, and tucked it into her sleeve.

Song Shenyan looked at her steadfastly, a wave of emotion was ready to emerge, he was afraid of this woman, so he turned around and was about to leave, unconsciously looking for something to say: "Wanxin, do you remember the first time we met?"

Zhou Wanxin raised her brows slightly and said, "You mean Xiangguo Temple?"

Song Shenyan shook his head: "That time at Xiangguo Temple was the first time you saw me, but it wasn't the first time you and I met."

Zhou Wanxin understood, sat down, placed the food box with one hand, opened the lid, put all the snacks brought on the table, and replied: "Remember, I took my father's greeting card and asked someone to send it to you." On the night when you got married, you also mentioned that you were frightened out of your wits when you received an invitation letter from Zhou Taifu. After thinking about it for two days, you couldn’t eat all day long. I spit out my mouth."

Song Shenyan felt relieved and said comfortingly, "You remember everything."

Zhou Wanxin glared at him, her long and curly eyebrows full of amorous feelings: "Is there anything about you that I can't remember?"

Song Shenyan smiled relievedly: "Ma'am is right."

Zhou Wanxin separated the chopsticks, put them lightly on the mouth of the bowl, and pouted at Song Shenyan: "Come with me for another drink."

Song Shenyan's eyes trembled violently.He patted open the mud seal of one of the jars of wine, Zhou Wanxin even brought the wine bowls, Song Shenyan filled the two wine bowls, held one of the bowls with both hands, and when he was about to drink, Zhou Wanxin pressed lightly on his wrist one time.

This blow was so light that it couldn't stop Song Shenyan from raising his hand at all.

And Song Shenyan couldn't explain why, after he wrote that paper of divorce, he was in a light mood, and after years of pressure on his shoulders, he took out the heavy shackles that had been embedded in his flesh, and he even thought that Zhou Wanxin wanted him to reunite as husband and wife tonight He will not refuse love, even if it is a spring night, but whatever she asks, he is willing to give her everything.

Zhou Wanxin personally served Song Shenyan a bowl of lotus root soup, and said in a low voice, "It's not advisable to drink alcohol on an empty stomach, warm your stomach first."

Song Shenyan hesitated for a moment, picked up the bowl, but didn't drink it right away, until she saw Zhou Wanxin filled a bowl herself, she was sipping it, and looked at him strangely: "Why don't you drink it? I remember you like lotus root soup .”

"You remember it all, and you remember it correctly." Song Shenyan took a sip of the soup and wondered, "You made this yourself?"

"Of course not." Zhou Wanxin lowered her eyes and said casually, picking and picking yam slices on the plate with her chopsticks.

Song Shenyan was a little disappointed, and forced a smile: "You are also very troublesome."

Zhou Wanxin didn't say a word, picked up the wine bowl, and saluted Song Shenyan. This mouthful of hot spirits pierced through her stomach, and her sickly pale face was slightly flushed, and her sleepy and drunk eyes were like blood-red coral beads falling into the clear water. people.She licked her rosy lips, signaling Song Shenyan to take a sip too.

"You're drunk." Song Shenyan took a sip, and came up to help Zhou Wanxin. As soon as his upper body got up, he immediately sat down on the ground, his face was pale, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and his stomach hurt like a wrenching pain. With one hand stuck around his neck, he wanted to speak, but he opened his mouth without making a sound.

Zhou Wanxin took another sip of wine, put down the wine bowl, and continued eating.

Song Shenyan's eyes widened in disbelief, he and Zhou Wanxin ate the same food, and he also knew that there might be a few foods that could not become poisonous alone because of mutual restraint.He's clearly taken precautions...how could he?

Song Shenyan's breathing became more and more rapid, and his strength was draining from his body bit by bit. He leaned on the ground with trembling elbows, struggling to turn over, knocking over the wine jar, but in the end he just collapsed on the ground.

Song Shenyan's eyes were slack and his vision was blurry. When he saw the woman beside him, he stood up, right in front of him, under the snow-white cloak, was a gorgeous red dress.

It was a ball of fire, burning herself, and destroying him, a heartless person.

Song Shenyan's face was blue and purple, his breathing was short, and his hands and feet were convulsed. It was obvious that he had been deeply poisoned.

Zhou Wanxin slowly chewed the hot and sour chicken slices in her mouth until finely chopped, her throat moved slightly, and she swallowed it.The wine she drank was fire, but the man in front of her was a piece of ice.She no longer remembers how many times she waited for a long time late at night in this mansion, how many servants whispered, and how many women's tongues made her feel cold.

Even though she was drinking strong wine, every pore of her was still filled with a chill that could not warm people.Every time Zhou Wanxin took a step, she felt that her body was like a rigid frame, and it only took a few days to shatter into pieces.

"Wanxin...Wanxin..." Song Shenyan's voice was extremely hoarse. No one knew that this was the limit of his voice when he was dying.

The pearl embroidered shoes on Zhou Wanxin's feet rubbed against Song Shenyan's face lightly, causing him to turn away. The man's gaze made her uncomfortable.

When Zhou Wanxin sat behind the desk, she picked up the brush with her trembling hands, and gently spread out the rice paper. She wrote the first stroke, which was the word "Xiu".

Song Shenyan couldn't concentrate anymore, he heard himself whispering, his hoarse voice could only be heard by Zhou Wanxin who was also in the room.

"Xiaohe...just revealed...sharp corners, Xiaohe..."

Zhou Wan resolutely wrote a letter of divorce indifferently, detailing Song Shenyan's disloyalty as a minister, disobedience to the imperial court, raising the wife of a criminal minister when the first emperor was still alive; As a result, the Taifu's daughter had a miscarriage, and she was still treated harshly after giving birth, and her wife was tortured, causing her to suffer from chronic illness; as a father, the law prohibited the children of women from other houses from entering the genealogy ancestral hall, and prohibited the sons of other houses from dividing up the family property. Anding Hou took advantage of Song Qianzhi's departure from Beijing to serve the court, and transferred the land deed under Song Qianzhi's control to his eldest son.

Lying on the ground, Song Shenyan could only gasp, with dark purple blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Zhou Wanxin started a new line, counting Taifu Zhou's contributions to Da Chu, but she couldn't finish a single page. After writing three pages, she let out a sigh of relief, rubbed her temples tiredly, and moved the paperweight Open, change paper.

This last one is her last words.

Zhou Wanxin clasped her wrist lightly, retracted decisively sharply, and gently smoothed the paper with the other hand, with the warmth of March's spring in her eyes, she wrote quietly.

"Chasing the stars, my son, see the letter for details..."

·

The thunder of Chunlei shook the earth.

Song Qianzhi, who was lying on the couch until he fell into a deep sleep with great difficulty, suddenly trembled with his curled limbs, his thin shoulders slipped under the quilt, and sat up in cold sweat. , The cool breeze blows.

Such heavy rain is rarely seen in the capital of Dachu in March, which may be a sign that summer is coming quietly.

The lightning like a mad dragon tore through the sky, followed by a deafening bang, and the raindrops that were connected into silk threads became several times thicker in an instant, like a water ladle, watering down mercilessly from the heads of all living beings.

Hearing the sound of someone running outside the door, Song Qianzhi quickly got off the ground and put on his boots, and said loudly, "Who?"

A figure stopped outside the door, and it was Xu Ruiyun's voice: "Brother Song Xian, get up quickly, the car is waiting outside."

Song Qianzhi dressed in a hurry, his robe was not tied up yet, and he was holding a loincloth in his hand. He couldn't wait to open the door and asked eagerly, "Where is my mother? Has Lu Guan come back?"

Xu Ruiyun closed his robe and urged Song Qianzhi to put it on. Looking into the room, he caught sight of Song Qianzhi's baggage. Song Qianzhi walked down the steps, neither of them opened an umbrella, and took three steps in parallel to the other corridor.

"Let's go first." Xu Ruiyun panted, "Lord Lu will escort Madam Hou out of the city."

Song Qianzhi stopped suddenly.

Xu Ruiyun was caught off guard, his feet faltered, and he said angrily: "Song Qianzhi! I know you can't worry about your mother, but this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity is due to Lu Guan, Lu Lin, Mr. Zuo Zhengying, Mr. Lu, and hundreds of Lu from the imperial army. Brothers from the past, let’s not talk about the few of us, we did our best to send you out of the city!”

Song Qianzhi's teeth chattered, he bit his lip, his lower lip was soaked with blood, after a long time, he was able to say from his throat: "What's wrong with my mother?"

"Ma'am is fine." Xu Ruiyun said, his back turned to Song Qianzhi, and he glanced at the heavy rain. His black night clothes were soaked by the rain, wrinkled and tightly wrapped around his muscles.

"It's not yet dawn, I have to wait for a while, I'll wait for the two of them. You leave a car and go first." Song Qianzhi breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't sleep well, his brain and heart ached, and he wanted to go Sit down on the porch.

Xu Ruiyun lifted him up and held his shoulders so hard that Song Qianzhi suspected that his shoulder bones would be broken.

Xu Ruiyun stared at Song Qianzhi, and said in a deep voice: "You have to go now. Listen, it is much easier for Lu Guan to take your mother with you than to take the two of you. You are the biggest target in our group. Once Fu If Ming Shao arrests you, it will definitely make your life worse than death. The only thing Lu Guan cares about is you. If you fall into such a situation... what kind of things Lu Guan will do, he doesn't care how many people will die, who is in the seat above? Come sit, he doesn't even care about his own life, how about you? Don't you care?"

The sound of thunder rumbled down following Xu Ruiyun's final note.

"No, I have to wait for my mother." Song Qianzhi was so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe, he glanced at the sky blankly.

There was a flash of lightning in the sky, flashing across his left eye, splitting his pale and tired face.

"Song Qianzhi!" Xu Ruiyun shouted angrily.

Song Qianzhi slammed Xu Ruiyun's hand away. He used [-]% of his strength, and even Xu Ruiyun couldn't catch him.

Just when Song Qianzhi turned around, he felt a pain in the back of his neck.

Xu Ruiyun let out a sigh of relief.

Song Qianzhi slipped and fell into Zhou Xian's arms, and Zhou Xian wrapped his arms around him, letting Xu Ruiyun