Legend of Hua Buqi

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The royal doctor sent from the palace rescued the Seventh Lord from the death line. The Seventh Lord was like a symptom of a stroke, especially wise, and collapsed on the bed, unable to speak.

After the doctor came out of the room, he whispered to Chen Yu for a while and said: "Shizi, the prince was stimulated, and his heart was unsolved, and the blood stasis was the case. It has been used for seven or eight days. ... "

Chen Yu interrupted him and said bluntly: "It may be blunt."

"Even though he couldn't speak after he woke up, he kept looking at the portrait."

The medical doctor did not say anything, and left Chen Fu with a deep blow to Chen Yu.

After thinking for a long time, Chen Yu entered the house.

The red candle hung high and bright. Low weeping sounds fluttered around the room. A number of side concubines surrounded the seven princes with tears of sadness.

Gan Fei saw Chen Yu's mouth sneered, and suddenly remembered that he threatened to marry Roucheng thousands of miles away. In a panic, he burst into tears on the seven princes: "Your prince, you are talking! Rou Cheng is only 13 years old, Ying Lan Wan Ruo is still young. Who else will rule for them in the future?"

As soon as these words came out, Yinglan Wanruo's mother Li Fei and Tian Fei also cried together. The ladies without children were even more disturbed.

Chen Yu squeezed the anger rising from his chest. He said coldly: "The father is not dead yet, what are you crying for?"

He looked forward to this group of women, filled with helplessness and resentment. I don't know if I should sympathize with the father who despises the portrait of Xue Fei, or hate him for marrying so many women with the shadow of Xue Fei.

"Is it useful to cry? Only the woman in the father's heart! Even if she died, the father could see the portrait for a lifetime! If you want to blame, you are not her!"

Gan Fei was fierce and excited by Chen Yu's words. He looked at the portrait of Xue Fei along the eyes of the Seventh Lord with red eyes. Her body trembled, and she suddenly jumped up and picked up the portrait and screamed: "It's all for her, you are all for her!" Her eyes closed, two teardrops slipped down, and she heard the sound of brocade, and the portrait was taken by her One to two.

Everyone was shocked by Gan Fei's sudden move. In their hearts, this portrait is a taboo in the palace, and the seven princes will be furious when they touch it. Unexpectedly, Gan Fei dared to tear it.

Chen Yu did not stop Gan Fei, he stared nervously at his father. The eyes of the Seven Kings moved, and Chen Yu was very happy.

"She's dead, you can't look at her picture again! Why are you not angry? Why don't you scold me? How can you just watch your only thought be ruined by me? You talk! Wang Ye! "Gan Fei said as she leaned against the couch and burst into tears.

The portrait was rubbed into a ball by Gan Fei and held tightly in his hands. It was ruined. There was a layer of sadness in the eyes of the Seventh Lord, and then closed his eyes, his face as silent as Gujing.

The concubines couldn't help crying.

Chen Yu was disappointed in his heart. He heard the words of the imperial doctor and intended to destroy the painting in the presence of his father. I didn't expect Gan Fei to tear the painting in excitement, but it had no effect at all. Is there any other way? His mind flicked across his eyes, subconsciously denying the idea. A flash of light flashed in my mind, reminding me of Liu Qingwu's singing and dancing under the Lantern Festival. He stared at the calm face of the Seventh Lord, his heart rushing to yell at him. Is it really necessary to show Xue Fei alive in order to stimulate him?

Crying in the ear, Chen Yu said with cold eyes: "I don't want to see anyone else bother father Jingjing."

He spoke very slowly, biting very clearly. Their eyes swept across their faces like ice, not anger.

Everyone stared blankly at Shizi and suddenly reacted. If the Seven Kings lie down forever, the owner of the royal palace will be the son of the present. Everyone involuntarily turned their gaze to the earliest ancestral concubine who was the most prominent in the family.

"Although the father can't move, he can't talk. But the father knows in his heart. My son today will give you an account of him as the father. If you want to leave the house, I won't stop. In Wangfu, as long as I do n’t violate the rules of the Wangfu, I will take care of everyone. The three younger sisters are the lords of the emperor, and I ca n’t take care of them. The three princesses can find the empress dowager to do justice. It doesn't have to look like that. Concubine Gan, the housework of Fuchu has always been taken care of by you. What should you do?

He flicked away after saying this softly.

Leaving the house full of women looked at each other.

Sometimes it rains at two or three, and the Chinese New Year steals to Liuzhigui.

The withered willow branches are adorned with a little green. A little bit of spores rolling up and down like green mist. The color belonging to spring gradually gathered the decadence and decay of winter into the palm of the hand and quietly crushed it.

At the beginning of March, the big merchants interested in the business of His Majesty the Emperor Neiku entered the Wangjing City early.

Feiyunbao Mingyue Villa and Jiangnan Zhu Family are no exception. They took the servants of Mr. Accountant and settled in their respective residences in the city.

The Seven Kings fell ill, and this year the story of Neko will be spread by the news of his son Chen Yu. Shizi's favorite temperament became the hot news of Wangjing City. Even Bai Jianfei and Yuan Chong, who had made friends with Shizi, were dragged onto the wine table.

"The world is gentle, and behaves according to the rules, and the most wise person." Bai Xianfei's humble smile with a smirk behind him. He was very interested to know what would happen if the merchants saw Chen Yu angry.

Yuan Chonghan smiled and arranged Chen Yu with great care: "Shizi? When he was a classmate with him when he was a child, he was the one who was most punished by the master. The most important thing for him is to eat, and nothing else. "At the end, he was very proud, and wanted to know what would happen when Chen Yu and the Seven Kings showed the same shrewdness.

Someone at the Crown Prince's Office also handed out the words: "The seven kings are lonely and uncomfortable with others."

The third prince smiled and said: "Shizi is not a piece of business at all!"

Many rumors turned into words written on a note and finally merged into a thin booklet.

In Mingyue Mountain Villa Wangjing Bieyuan, Mingyue ’s wife Liu Mingyue carried the rainy sky tea bowl, two squishy fingers flicked the tea foam against the tea lid, and lazily looked at a spitting spring in the courtyard.

Liu Qing snapped the booklet full of Chen Yu's information, and Yinghong's small mouth skimmed contemptuously: "It's a mess. Nonsense is true."

Mrs. Mingyue sipped her tea and smiled, "What kind of person is Shizi seen by Qingwu?"

"A pig!" Liu Qingwu added with a bright smile. "He is a pig that can eat tigers! Who is unknown to the seven king son Chen Yuwen Wu Shuangquan? The people who approach him have different views on him. Different people will show different faces. So, this information is also useful, at least to explain one thing: Shizi Chengfu is too deep. "

Mrs. Mingyue smiled: "This time we will do as long as he is not biased towards the Mo Mansion. We will not go against the Seven Kings Mansion at all. It is not related to us whether the Shizi Mansion is deep or shrewd."

Liu Qingwu asked curiously, "Master, why is singing and dancing so exciting to the Seventh Prince under the moon? The original plan was just to let him have doubts about Mingyue Mountain Villa after seeing it, and he would not adopt him in favor of adopting him when bidding in the warehouse. Mo House, the illegitimate daughter. The Seventh Lord would actually collapse because of a stroke, which is incredible! How beautiful is that Xue Fei? I have seen the portrait, and the beauty is beautiful, and it is a beauty. "

"The water is like a moon, the woman is like snow. The flowing clouds stop, and the spring flowers are gone. Once drunk, Bi Luotian. Which painting can draw her style of character." Mrs. Mingyue whispered softly, with a trace of sadness in her eyes. In the bright spring light, there still seems to be white snow passing through the wind, like the fluff falling, bringing a chill. She obviously didn't want to mention Xue Fei again, and said in a tone: "Mo Fu's single biography of Mo Ruo Fei, originally thought that after the bottom of the salary got Mo Fu extinct, he did not expect that he would escape."

Liu Qingwu's eyes showed the meaning of killing, Xiu Mei slightly snorted: "If there is no Lin Yiguo to intervene, I will be able to kill Moruo Fei in Tianmenguan."

"Qingwu, you're wrong. It's not as simple as killing people. It's better to let people die than death. Why did you kill Moruo Fei and missed it? Why did you want to provoke Lian Yike in Nanxiafang? I didn't tell you. Abandoned. Why did you even order her to kill? Knowing the consequences of a flower without abandonment? Do you think that the Seventh Grandpa would be bullied without involving the government or the military? He is anyway the son of the emperor ’s brother-in-law! If the flowers are not abandoned, he will let the Mingyue Mountain Villa stay! "Mrs. Mingyue's voice was cold, and she looked at Liu Qingwu like a knife.

Liu Qingwu's face was dissatisfied, but she gradually lowered her head in the eyes of Mrs. Mingyue. The arrogant appearance of Lian Yike's light longbow in the battle of Tianmenguan emerged in his mind. Lian Yike, you are bad for me, I want to protect the person you want to protect her! She was cruel in her heart and clenched her lips to hear Mrs. Mingyue scolding her.

"You are the Miss Mingyue Mountain Villa who has made her identity known. Neiku's bid opening is remarkable. Your every move is eye-catching. No trace of Lian Yike can hold me back! Mingyue Mountain Villa is now dealing with Wangjing Mofu, even if Lin Yike has a relationship with Mofu, we can't build a strong enemy for himself before he doesn't shoot Mingyue Mountain Villa! "Mrs. Mingyue sighed," Qingyan is more forgiving than you. She has infiltrated Mofu for a long time, does n’t she have the opportunity to kill Moruofei? She has to crush Moruofei ’s heart first! Qingwu, this action is a test for you and Qingyan. Who will be qualified in the future Inheriting Mingyue Mountain Villa depends on your performance. You and Qingyan were raised by me, but I ’m a disciple, but I prefer you more. Mo Yao will live up to my expectations for you. "

"Yes, Master!" Liu Qingwu blushed red and replied unwillingly. Her low eyes ignited the flame of jealousy, remembering her sister's face that was the same as hers, and biting her silver teeth with hatred. Liu Qingyan, from small to large, you are not as good at martial arts as you are, and you are not as good as me.

Do you really think you can capture Morofi's heart? While carefully wielding the love sword, it is you who cut!

Life is better than death? Liu Qingwu thought disdainfully, with Morofi's beauty, I don't know how many women would die for him. Will he be sad for you?

She did not agree with the plans of Mrs. Mingyue and her sister at all. In Liu Qingwu's eyes, it was the best policy to seize the wealth of Mofu and make the Mo family lose everything and then kill them.

Heiyan entered the yard and saw the two talking under the eaves. He reported with respect: "Chen Yu, the son of the Seven Kings, is here. He begged his wife."

Mrs. Mingyue pursed her lips and smiled: "Seven Princes are stimulated and paralyzed in bed, Shizi's anxiety is also reasonable. Qingwu, I'm afraid you will go to the Wangfu. When you enter the Wangfu, you should be happy to please the world Do n’t forget that the director of Neiku is Shizi later. Brent goose meets Xiaotai Lake Zhutai.

Thinking of going to fight with Chen Yu, Liu Qingwu's eyes filled with strong interest, calmed the murderous, and responded gently.

Behind a maidservant, Chen Yu walked slowly towards the depths of Bieyuan.

Mingyue Mountain Villa Bieyuan is named the Bamboo Pavilion and is built along the Dinghe River. As soon as he entered the gate, he bypassed the main hall, and the bamboo forest was like green waves, and he could not see the side at a glance. Underneath is a clean white stone path, and the green bamboo is in the eye. The ten thousand poles of bamboo trimmed the sky and cast a shallow shadow on the ground. Occasionally there were several bird calls in the forest. Obviously in a busy city, all the troubles were gone in an instant.

Chen Yu was curious about Mrs. Mingyue, who had never shown her true face. What kind of woman can run the Noda Villa more than ten years ago, and has such ingenuity?

At the end of the trail is a small lake. The gardens and lakes in the other mansion are different. The water in the small lake of Zhuguan is only two or three feet deep. You can see a group of swimming fish and pebbles at the bottom of the lake. The clumps of green bamboos were sporadic in the lake, and the bamboo branches drooped gently against the water, giving Jiangnan a soft and gentle taste.

A long bamboo bridge floats on the lake and leads to the distance.

From afar, I saw a pristine bamboo stand on the water, showing a pink dress. Green shadow red shirt, very eye-catching. The shadow of the person is hidden in the bamboo shadow, and the face is not clear, which arouses people's strong interest.

After attracting him to the bamboo bridge, the maidservant stopped moving forward and left with a gift.

Chen Yu lightly stepped on the bamboo bridge, and the bridge was slightly sinking into the water, shaking gently. He smiled without any effort, carrying his hands slowly while shaking the bamboo bridge.

In the spring breeze, the gown moved slightly, and he seemed like a passionate boy who went to the appointment.

Above the bamboo platform, a female Yingying stood, silently waiting for a beautiful date.

It was just that the sky light leaking between the bamboo branches seemed to be dyed light green, no longer bright.

When he was three feet away from Zhutai, Chen Yu finally saw the appearance of Mrs. Mingyue.

She was wearing a pink big-sleeved shirt and combing a flowing cloud bun. The waist is like a beam element, and the silver satin long skirt that shines like the moonlight. Her lips are soft, her brows are gentle, and she stands on the bamboo platform timidly, like a peach blossom trembling in the spring breeze. She looked like she was in her thirties, and the shy look between her eyes seemed to be in her early twenties.

She greeted him on the bamboo stand and saw him approaching with a slight smile.

Chen Yu was in the warm spring water, and every pore was open. I sighed in my heart, what a Liu Mingyue!

"Concubine Liu Mingyue has seen his son."

Mrs. Mingyue gathered her hands, but was gently lifted by Chen Yu before bending her elbows: "Mrs. don't have to pay much courtesy. It is rumored that when she met outsiders, she never wore a light veil and couldn't easily show her true eyes. my pleasure."

"What kind of identity does Shizi dare to neglect? Please!"

The two eyes met and looked at each other carefully.

Since Chen Yu jumped onto the bamboo bridge, Mrs. Mingyue has been watching him. He walked leisurely across the bamboo bridge leisurely. He jumped silently on the bamboo platform from three feet away and supported her elbow lightly. The smile of Hexi in the corner of his mouth, the grace and grace revealed through the eyebrows, let her appreciate. Shizi is such a talent! The smile on her lips was thicker.

But Chen Yu was sighing at this moment. The beautiful woman made by water in front of her, should be waiting for the gentle woman who is in love with her husband, but she has the genius of thunder. It will allow Mingyue Mountain Villa to divide up the Naku business with the three big families at the same time in the next ten years, and he should not be underestimated. But he was more disappointed in his heart. Mrs. Mingyue and Xue Fei have nothing in common. No matter how she pretends to be Yi Rong, Xue Fei's eyes can't be changed. Chen Yu thought again and thought that if Xue Fei appeared in front of her, things would not be so simple. Therefore, his smile is still peaceful.