Miss Fortune: Is the regent ready for today?

Chapter 373 Snow Burial Danhua
Northern Liao Dynasty, Imperial Master's Mansion, Zhuoqi Academy.

The sharp-edged old man carefully heated up the heater, stretched out his hand to hold it, and then handed it to Bian Xiangfu who was leaning on the soft bed after confirming that the temperature was suitable.

Now it is the coldest season in Bei Liao, and her old illness has relapsed due to the influence of the weather. She slept until midnight last night, and she vomited two mouthfuls of black and red blood. The sharp knife old man understood that it was the lingering poison that had not been cleared away. For so many years, she has been suppressing herself hard, and now her body is shaking like a fallen plum. Once her true energy is reduced, the few internal forces will naturally be of little use.

Bian Xiangfu stared at the cinnabar plum tree in full bloom in the courtyard. The beautiful red color caught his eye, as if the branches were quenched with blood, and flowers grew on them. His pale and bloodless lips were half-opened and half-closed, as if saying goodbye. : "Uncle, for the past thirteen years, it's hard for you to stay with me and be trapped in this golden cage with me, and you haven't gone anywhere."

The old man with a sharp knife repeatedly scolded: "Go away! What did you say? My uncle watched you grow up, and you are the apple of my and your master's eyes. Your master did not have it early. Your uncle and you have been dependent on each other for so many years. If I don’t protect you, who will I protect?”

"I know what you mean." Bian Xiangfu turned to meet the old man's gaze and slightly curved his lips, "But when you go to Daliang, be careful. Everything is light, and your life is the most important thing."

"I didn't say that I had to go to the Daliang Sword and Wine Banquet! I haven't forgotten how that Chongwen kid tripped you up when you first arrived in Shangjing! Who cares about going to that thing?" Feng The old man Dao sat on the floor, looking a bit like an old man playing rogue, "Why should I go when he sends an invitation? It's too shameful for me to call you here and there!"

Bian Xiangfu pursed his lips slightly, with strange emotions in his eyes, "Uncle Master, you obviously want to go, and I want you to go too."

"Ah?" The sharp-edged old man scratched his head, "What do you mean by this?"

"The sword and wine banquet must have a sword-rewarding aspect. Your sharp sword is famous in Bei Liao. I want my uncle to open the eyes of those soft frames in Daliang. Besides, Lan'er Didn't there be no trace of Xin Yibao's army camp after they were massacred at the bottom of Haiyan Mountain? I would like to ask you to pass by Haiyan Mountain in person and ask the old immortal from the humble family what happened that day. Then we can listen to Lan’er’s whereabouts.”

"Oh, what you said does make sense."

The old man with a sharp blade lowered his eyebrows and thought. Since Yin Luo disappeared, they have also used many spies from poor families. So far, they have not found any useful clues. How about he enter the Daliang Kingdom openly now and search for it along the way?
That girl in red is arrogant and sharp, just like her brother, so she can't get into any serious trouble!

Bian Xiangfu's eyes turned back, and she looked at the red tree, "Uncle, I went to Tingxianlou in Beijing to make fermented plum blossom cake with fermented wine in winter. Thirteen years ago, I used to eat it. Now I really miss the taste. Can you Can’t you bring some back to me?”

"Eat! If you want to eat, my uncle will buy it for you! My uncle will buy you two drawers!" The old sharp knife smiled, and the love of the elders for the younger ones was about to overflow on his face, "How about this? You will also follow the teacher. Come with me, let’s eat something hot at Tingxianlou! Although my uncle doesn’t understand the sweet pastries your daughter’s family likes, after all, everything tastes best when it’s fresh out of the pot!”

"Uncle, you are teasing me again," Bian Xiangfu lowered his eyes, "I am recuperating, how can I withstand the bumps on the road?"

"Uncle Master didn't think carefully enough." Old Man Fengyao hurriedly comforted her: "It's okay. At worst, Uncle Master will capture the cook who makes plum blossom cakes in Tingxian Building and ask him to make them for you on the spot!"

"Uncle is still the best to me." Bian Xiangfu raised a childlike smile, but soon lowered her head. Two lines of clear tears rolled down where the old sharp knife could not see. She suppressed the pain in her chest. Stinging, he asked again: "When will Uncle Master prepare to set off?"

"Tomorrow afternoon?" The old man with a sharp blade answered directly, "I have to hang out with Emperor Wen for a whole day!" "It's all up to you." Bian Xiangfu breathed a sigh of relief, "I heard that Tan'er is currently in the three cities in the Northeast. , please don't stay in that city any longer, so as not to arouse Xin'er's suspicion. He has been getting more and more aggressive recently, so you must be careful."

"I understand!" The old sharp knife man took a sip of strong wine, "When I am away, if Wan Luoxin does something extraordinary, you can send a message to the old god by flying pigeons. He is kissing you only a generation apart. If you Unhappy, he decided he couldn’t stay in the mountain.”

Bian Xiangfu nodded with a smile, but in his words he refused: "Don't worry, I will wait for you to come back and bring me fermented plum blossom cake. I have stayed in Beiliao Palace for nearly thirty years. What will happen to me?"

A sudden strong wind formed a spiral on the branches of the cinnabar plum blossoms, knocking off several petals. The rustling snow fell on the fallen plum blossoms, scrawling on the tombstones, and burying flowers and people. She suddenly realized that she was tired of seeing the snow all over the sky in Bei Liao.

Daliang, Donghai, Prince Yuanjin's Mansion.

More than a dozen attendants carefully wiped the golden chariot that Mingzhidu usually used for traveling. Wen Ting'er, who was passing by, stopped in confusion, walked towards them with his arms crossed, and asked: "Is the prince about to go out? Why did he think of letting you serve him?" Is this a chariot?"

"Master Wen family, you are here." Kang Youkui's charming voice came from behind Wen Ting'er, explaining: "Aren't you about to go out? Master Wen family, have you forgotten? A while ago, our prince asked Come on, do you want to accompany me? The emperor of Bei Liao has set up a stage and is waiting for our prince to send something."

Wen Ting'er nodded calmly, "Is this so? Is Master Kang going?"

"Of course I want to go. I like to listen to plays the most. It's not just me, you have to go too!" Kang Youkui's fair arms slipped off his red sleeves and he pointed towards a carriage not far away, "There, the prince is A carriage prepared for the master of the Wen family!"

Wen Ting'er remained expressionless, "Why didn't you tell me in advance? It's always like this to make things happen quickly."

"Is there any difference between telling you in advance and informing you now?" Ming Zhidu's smiling voice blew into Wen Ting'er's ears along the wind. She followed the sound and looked over. He was rarely wearing a clean moon-white robe. From a distance, the figure looks quite like an old friend.

But this thought was thrown out of Wen Ting'er's mind in the next second. The man in front of him was not worthy of wearing this white clothes.

"I didn't tell you in advance because I wanted to give you a surprise." Ming Zhidu walked up to Wen Ting'er in a few steps. He twitched at her and looked very kind.

Wen Ting'er keenly caught the calculation behind the hypocritical mask. She took a half step back and distanced herself from Ming Zhidu. Being too close to him made her physically and mentally uncomfortable, "I still know the truth that no reward will be given without merit. Is it possible that the prince is so kind to Donghai’s staff? He likes to give surprises for no reason?”

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