She fell out after crying at the wrong grave

Yang Si only rested for half a day during his rest day before he was called away by his subordinates who came to him in a hurry. He changed into his official uniform and sat in the hall.

"Who's in the hall?" As the wake-up stick was struck, the noisy crowd immediately quieted down.

Huang Xian was dressed in her wedding dress in a messy manner, but her back was straight and she did not show any sign of cowardice. "My Lord, I am Huang Xian. I was going to marry into the Han family today, but I encountered a fire in the inn and nearly died."

When everyone heard these words, A'ao looked at her with even greater respect.

The woman who was hesitant and timid in the fire scene was completely different from Huang Xian at this moment.

Yang Si glanced at the people in the hall and saw Ah'ao and Hengqi standing one after the other. He withdrew his gaze and asked, "What do you want to tell me?"

Huang Xian resolutely lifted her skirt and knelt in the hall, speaking clearly, "Since Mr. Han said that we slandered Miss Xianyun and let her go, I beg you to thoroughly investigate the fire and give everyone justice."

"You!" Han Xu took a step forward and stared at Huang Xian sharply.

The vigilance and hatred seemed as if what he saw was not his bride who was dressed in wedding clothes, but his destined enemy.

"Do you think Xianyun is weird?" Ah'ao glanced at Xianyun who was forced to shrink in Han Xu's arms. Her eyes were dodging and struggling, as if she was in pain over some decision she had to make.

The voice was very soft. Hengzhi was standing half a step behind her and could hear it clearly by slightly tilting his ear.

"In my opinion, she is about to jump out and confess her guilt." He lowered his body slightly as if afraid that people around him might hear him.

The strangest thing about Xianyun was that she first appeared in the inn stealthily, and was met by Ruzui and Zheng Dadu one after another, and each time she looked like she was worried about something.

It doesn't look like he's here to stay in the hotel, nor does it look like he's here to join in the fun of a wedding.

After being discovered, Han Xu became entangled with her again, which made it even more abrupt.

There are only two possibilities. One is that Xianyun is Han Xu's childhood sweetheart who was separated from him. She was upset when she saw him getting married, so she set fire to people. No one will have an easy life.

But Ah'ao didn't want to use this kind of thinking to speculate about a woman she didn't know, as she always felt that she would not go to such an extent.

Then there was only one possibility left, that is, she was so soft-hearted that she was willing to plead guilty for someone else.

Who is she going to plead guilty for?

The innkeeper fainted from crying once, then woke up with swollen and painful eyes. He started crying again when he saw Yang Si, "Sir! Sir! Sir, please help me! I worked diligently in business, but now the inn has been burned down. I've lost everything. Wuwu ...

As he said this, he was about to crawl to the hall, hugged Yang Si's thighs and continued crying, but several palace soldiers immediately came up to stop him.

When Ah'ao thought of the tragic scene of the fire and imagined her own shop suffering such a disaster, she couldn't help but rub her forehead.

"Bring a witness."

At a command, several people were brought to the hall and began to narrate everything they had seen.

This was the most normal process in the trial, but Xianyun's expression became more and more agitated.

It was not until the followers who had been following Han Xu were also implicated in the confession and were escorted forward by palace soldiers that Xianyun could no longer bear it.

Suddenly, on the brightly lit floor, a woman in white wept and bowed her head, explaining, "Sir, I plead guilty. I set the fire. Please forgive me! Please don't involve innocent people anymore!"

really.

Ah-yi let out an almost unnoticeable sigh.

Previously, she thought Huang Xian was a fool. How could she trust a man she didn't know at all, even if he was her future husband?

I didn't expect that the one who is even more crazy is this Xianyun.

Ah-yi suddenly lost the desire to listen any further, turned around and tugged at Heng-chi's sleeve, "Let's go."

She lowered her head, feeling unhappy, so even though Hengzhi also lowered his head, he could not see A's expression clearly.

Fortunately, Hengzhi is a patient person, especially when it comes to A'an, he has endless patience.

She always has her reasons.

Hengzhi let her hold his sleeve until they walked out of the court door.

"Where are you going?" Hengzhi patted Ah's back, as if to comfort her, "I'll accompany you till the end."

Ah's lips curled, "I want to go horse racing, and I'll stop by the school to see how it's going."

"Go back and change your clothes first." He tucked the few strands of hair that had fallen behind her ears. The unintentional touch made A'an's ears turn red. "It's like falling into an ash pit." She couldn't help but smile.

The sky is vast and the clouds are light, and there are many pedestrians.

No one would notice the swan that is quietly and tenderly staying under the eaves.

Today is also a good weather for horse racing.

While the autumn wind is still warm and cool, it still feels refreshing.

A'ao sorted out her thoughts along the way, and only when she got on the horse did she really find an outlet to talk to Hengzhi.

Taoxing was still under the control of A'an, and Hengzhi ordered a newly purchased war horse to be inspected.

"Maybe she just thinks that women don't have to exist to depend on men. Just like Xianyun, although their fate has ended, Han Xu was set on fire by someone else. Why would she take the blame for a man who has changed his mind? If she hadn't met Lord Yang, who is the most impartial, she would have sacrificed her life."

As she said this, she was sitting high on the horse, with her feet on the soft grass, but her thoughts drifted far away.

Thinking of his mother, he couldn't help but ponder for a moment.

"A'ao, what you said makes sense." Hengzhi led the horse and walked with her. "Men want to control women's lives just to get the pleasure of being in power. They don't care about the pain women go through."

Ah-yi looked at him in surprise. She almost never expected any man to agree with her, and she never revealed even a little to her teacher Huai Chengbai.

When I was young, I often read storybooks to relieve boredom. I saw too many stories about men who were unfaithful and loved others, but no one ever thought that these men did anything wrong.

Throughout a couple's life, in the eyes of the world, it is always taken for granted that the wife makes the most sacrifices.

What makes women even more pressured is that even their own parents agree that their daughters are born to marry into other families.

Therefore, more and more women are trapped in the secular world for life after life, with no chance of making a breakthrough.

First it was Chen Zhaoying, and then it was Mrs. Cui who had been a widow for half her life.

Then came Mrs. Zhou, Ruzui, and now Huang Xian and Xianyun.

"I thought you would refute me a few words." Ah'ao muttered in a low voice, not very confident.

Hengzhi chuckled. The wind blew across the wilderness, making his robe flutter in the wind, revealing his well-proportioned figure, as tall and handsome as a standing poplar tree.

"Mother has been bound by this mansion for her entire life, and she cannot be freed unless she dies. You are the princess of Da Chong, and if you do not resolutely escape from the palace, you will not be able to escape the humiliation of marriage, and you will not be freed unless you die."

Only these two women, his mother and A'ao, occupied almost all of his emotions, but they were almost all oppressed by patriarchy.

When they were stuck in the quagmire and unable to extricate themselves, how could he sit back and watch, or even agree to the imprisonment imposed on them?

“I just agree with you.”

I recognize that you are standing firmly at the forefront to escape the destined disaster.

I am also thankful for your resistance, which prevented me from seeing you alone in a foreign land the next time.

Thinking of this, Hengzhi felt as if his heart was blocked by a ball of cotton, and his blood and flesh were dried up.

He swallowed hard.

A'ao was still looking at him, the horse's mane fluttering in the wind, and his face gradually became unclear.

She only thought that Hengzhi did not join the court in blaming her for escaping her duties as a princess and not wanting to marry. However, she did not understand that Hengzhi had been trapped in a double web without realizing it and was already more doomed than her.

Who was it that tricked the escaped princess into staying in Kezhou in the first place?

Who was the first to be trapped in Kezhou in the name of princess?

How can we describe the word love stroke by stroke?
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Visit the Northern King’s Tent.

"Today my son has returned victorious. Everyone, drink this cup of wine and wish my son success in his return!"

Sitting at the top was King Youbei, dressed in a long robe.

The tiger bones polished to snow-white were strung together with gold, silver, agate and other jewels to form beads, which were hung above the neck and dangled on the protruding belly.

The Youbei people lacked plants and edible vegetables, and due to the limitations of water and soil, it was simply impossible to grow anything. Therefore, the tribe usually relied on cattle, horses, and sheep as their food source.

In addition, King Youbei loved drinking. Under the pressure of the two, his waist and abdomen became round and fat accumulated, and he swelled up like a ball.

Therefore, in recent years, let alone fighting, even riding a horse has become a little difficult.

But because he was in a high position and was very stubborn, no one dared to advise the king. In addition, the men all thought that this was a symbol of bravery, so they even scrambled to imitate him.

Hu Gui had eaten more meals at his master's house in the Central Plains since he was a child. The people in the Central Plains are good at farming. They cultivate fertile soil and plant a small patch of radishes and cabbages. In the eyes of the women in Youbei, these are precious things.

Therefore, only when Hu Gui came back would we have some vegetarian food to eat.

Hu Gui was young and active, and he was tall and thin, which made him very conspicuous among the group of strong men. People even often joked in private that he was as vulnerable as weeds.

The Youbei was divided into tribes. The leaders of the tribes sat together at this time, but they seemed to be in harmony with each other and had different ideas.

But when the king congratulated the prince on his triumphant return, they had the same doubts.

This time I returned without getting any land or gold and silver from Emperor Da Chong. What achievement did I get?
Even Hu Gui himself, holding up the wine glass, stood there in a daze.

"What's wrong?" King Youbei laughed, "Didn't you understand what father said?"

Hu Gui nodded, "But I don't understand."

King Youbei then put down his wine glass, walked to Hugui, and patted him on the shoulder. "Everyone, I, Youbei, once signed an alliance with Dachong. If Dachong gave me rewards, I would not invade again. My son traveled all the way to Dachong this year, but he didn't get a penny or an inch of land. It was the Emperor of Dachong who tore up the alliance first and forced me, Youbei, to go to war!"

When the leaders of each tribe heard this, they all knocked their cups on the table, making crisp sounds in response.

"I have long wanted to start a war, but I have no suitable reason. Now that I have suddenly returned, I, the future king of Youbei, have personally brought this suitable reason back to Youbei. This is a great achievement, how can I not reward you for your merit?"

As he spoke, his tone became higher and higher, and the fighting spirit of his subordinates was also aroused to overflowing.

"Fight! Fight!"

In fact, King Youbei had long known that the belligerence in these people's bones was growing and difficult to quell.

He has only one son, Hugui, and the future will be full of wolves. As a father, he naturally has to pave the way for him and lay the foundation to keep the throne.

Even if he had just sent someone randomly, the result would have been the same as today. But he had already made his attitude clear by sending his own son on the trip.

Hu Gui will not only be rewarded for this, but will also have to personally fight in the upcoming war to kill the enemy and achieve greater achievements.

"From now on, I, Youbei, will no longer abide by the Louguan Alliance. I will train my troops and horses and wait for my iron cavalry to march across the Central Plains!"

(End of this chapter)