Miss Fortune: Is the regent ready for today?

Northern Liao Dynasty, Imperial Master's Mansion, Zhuoqi Academy.

The flying catkins hit the closed window along with the biting wind and snow, and the scratching and shaking sound was as sharp as the scream of an innocent soul. It hit the heart of the woman in plain clothes and gray shirt, and her already bloodless lips turned pale. Two lines of clear tears rolled down her lower eyelashes, stopping at the tip of her nose.

The sharp-edged old man's eyebrows were like deep grooves. He sat cross-legged by the stove in the house, and from time to time looked up irritably at He Dan, who was lying on the soft floor.

The young man in the light blue robe closed his eyes. There were blood stains seeping through his clothes, showing scarlet and ferocious whip marks across his entire back.

Since Mrs. Kunshan came out of the palace to plead for mercy, and the new emperor of Northern Liao Dynasty spared Guo Hedan's life, they took him to the emperor's palace. First, they wanted him to recover from his injuries in peace, and second, they wanted to ask him about Wan Ruotan's mission to Fangshan. The gangster said before that he had done something unusual.

In just one night, the once prosperous Northern Liao General's Mansion collapsed.

Kunshan will never forget the look of knowing Wan Sheng's fate after his tiger talisman was taken away. The rain of arrows streaked across the eaves and pierced his broad back. The blood spurted on the snow, white and scarlet interlaced, like It's the red plum blossoms blooming on the ground.

"Kunshan, although I shouldn't say this, I really can't hold it in any longer! That Wan Luoxin is the disciple you taught yourself. You have supported him step by step to ascend the throne and helped him stabilize the government until now. It's not like he has no power. Knowing the relationship between you and Wan Sheng, how could you do such a heartless thing? It is true that the wind and snow in Beiliao have been blowing for too long. A white-eyed wolf is sitting in a high position wearing human skin, a kind, loyal and brave man. The general family has been turned into a withered grave..."

"Uncle." There was not much breath mixed in the shallow words, and Mrs. Kunshan wanted to stop the old man from continuing to speak.

But this time, even if the old man understood it, he did not shut up. The grievances that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time and the dissatisfaction with Mrs. Kunshan's current situation combined to create a huge fireball, which filled his face with anger and unconsciously raised his voice. : "Bian Xiangfu! How long are you going to endure it? You and I were trapped in this deep palace before. Although we were a little depressed, at least we were safe outside! But what about now? Wan Sheng, the hero of Northern Liao, is just because That young boy Wan Luoxin lost his life in such a sudden and careless manner on the basis of empty accusations! He was just forty years old at the time, and he had made numerous military exploits in the battlefield in the past twenty-five years! Who would not praise him for his ability to govern the country? Zi?! But such a person is dead! He died at the hands of the students you taught and the emperor you supported! Do you still want to endure it? "

After hearing this, Mrs. Kunshan slowly closed her eyes, and a few lines of tears seemed to have been broken.

Once the chat box that has been closed for many years is opened, memories of the past emerge one scene after another. The old man with a sharp knife punched the floor with his fist in sorrow, and said loudly and accusingly: "Wan Sheng was supposed to be the uncle of our humble family in Kunshan! But he was snatched away by that vicious eldest princess, causing you to have a lot of pain on your back. The reputation of chastity! The poisonous woman poisoned you while you were pregnant, causing you to damage the foundation of your body. When you gave birth to Little Marquis Hongying, the infant was also taken away by the poisonous woman... Bei It was a cold day in Liaoduo, and it snowed almost every day. You, who were still recuperating, were anxious. You ran out of the Kunshan mansion, but you fell into a coma due to lack of physical strength. When you woke up, you had this old disease! If it weren't for them , why have you reached this situation?

My uncle watched you grow up. Before your master died, he personally asked me to take good care of you. Uncle Master has never married a wife in his life. Over the years, I have regarded you as my biological daughter. Others say that you are a superior Northern Liao Emperor, but who knows how you live your life? You eat dregs and cold rice and wear plain clothes and linen! All his abilities are useless, but Wan Luoxin can think of you even if he makes a fool of himself! Uncle Master knows that if the poisonous woman hadn't threatened you with the life of the young marquis and forced you to leave Beiliao, you wouldn't have been reduced to Daliang... If the poisonous woman hadn't threatened Wan Sheng with the life of the young marquis, Wan Sheng will never marry her.

But what about now? But what about now? Look at the Northern Liao royal family, which one is worthy of our Kunshan's support? If we hadn't received the news in time yesterday, our poor family only has one genius in several generations, and Xiaohedan would have been hanged alive by them!

Little Marquis Hongying was sent by Wanluoxin to suppress the bandits in Fangshan Mountain, but you didn't stop him. Don't you know that Fangshan Mountain has been deserted for a long time, so how could there suddenly be more bandits? It’s clearly the treacherous plan of Wanluo’s new envoy! Since ancient times, if the king wants his ministers to die, the ministers have no choice but to die——"

"That's enough! Uncle Master, don't say any more!" She was heartbroken, raised her hands to hold her head, curled up on the couch, and muttered to herself: "How can I stop him? That was Xin'er's order. How can I, an imperial master with an empty position, step in? Besides, I don’t want Tan’er to know that I am his mother! The eldest princess said that he can only live a safe life by following her. I am just from a poor family in Kunshan. He's just a commoner after all... What can I do if I can't bear it? I can only play chess and discuss strategies! If Jie Lin hadn't saved me back then, I would have been killed by the personal guards sent by the eldest princess to chase me! Now, all I want is for you to be old With God's blessing, Tan'er has no fear of her life...

You once said that I was cruel, leaving behind a pair of children and living in the middle of this deep palace without caring about worldly affairs. But think about it for me, how should I take care of them? Tan'er grew up with Wan Sheng and the eldest princess, and was proficient in all things literary, Tao, and martial arts. Two years ago, he came to investigate the poor family in Kunshan. I looked at his face and thought that was my son! But he behaves very much like Wan Sheng, and he has been nurtured by the eldest princess to have a domineering temperament. He seems to be living a good life, which is a life that I cannot give him. When I was invited back to Beiliao by Xin'er, Lan'er was only five years old. You sent a letter to Ming Fanlan, asking her to take care of Lan'er in the future. Later I heard that she was taken to the Jianghu by Ming Fanlan and learned a lot. With my martial arts skills, I can protect myself in dangerous situations, and I have also made some close friends..."

Bian Xiangfu raised his eyes and looked at Hedan, who was unconscious and collapsed, "I am very satisfied with the two of them living like this. Tan'er is protected by the general, and Lan'er is protected by Princess Ming. Even if I I can't recognize them, but as a mother, listening to their current situation, I always feel that my heart is as sweet as honey. But as for Hedan, he came from a poor family and studied hard for so many years before he became the chess leader. It was so hard and difficult for him, Uncle Master, you see it in your eyes. Among the three juniors among me, Hedan is the closest to me, does he get half of my profit again?"

The old man with a sharp knife stood up, opened the lid of the wine bottle at his waist and took a big sip. The strong wine entered his stomach. He stared at Bian Xiangfu: "Uncle, let's take you away! Let's leave this ghost place and go to Fangshan Mountain." Find the young marquis Hongying, and then take him to Daliang. We don’t want the poor Kunshan family! What is the Bei Liao royal family? Does it have anything to do with us? If it weren’t for a poisonous woman in the Bei Liao royal family, your body would be destroyed. , Why did the young Marquis Hongying go to Daliang to form an alliance with that ambitious man?"

He said this sentence a little faster, and after saying it without thinking, he realized that he shouldn't have said it.

As delicate as Mrs. Kunshan, she frowned for a moment, "Uncle Master, what do you mean by this?"