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Chapter 347 Marquis of Dingbei: A Surprising Dance
"Her weapon is an ancient bronze sword?"

Yan Si was surprised: "How does Your Majesty know what his weapon is?" As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of cold wind blew by his side, and a murderous sentence slammed into his ear.

"If something happens to her, I will definitely tear you to pieces."

After finishing speaking, Yan Jinghong practiced lightness kung fu, and disappeared in a short while.Yan Si was stunned there, dumbfounded.

Ten thousand pieces of corpse, ten thousand pieces of corpse, ten thousand pieces, pieces...

Yansi trembled all over, a chill rushed up from the soles of his feet quickly, his articulateness was not very sharp, he asked Changfu: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what's wrong with him?"

Chang Fu looked at Yan Si with a sad expression on his face: "Do you know who the general you severely injured is?"

Yan Si was weak: "Enemy, enemy."

"That's the Empress." Chang Fu sighed, patted Yan Si on the shoulder, and expressed his condolences.

The night was as cool as water, the candle wicks shook lightly, a corner of the curtain was lifted, and the wind leaked in.

Chang Qing opened his eyes and stared at the candlelight: "You are here."

Probably because he came in a hurry, Yan Jinghong's forehead was covered with fine sweat, and he was wearing a white battle armor, and the corners of his clothes were stained with dust.

He half knelt beside the bed, stretched out his hand, but didn't dare to touch her: "Does it hurt?"

Chang Qing shook her head: "It doesn't hurt."

How could it not hurt, the sword on the shoulder pierced the shoulder blade, although it was not fatal, it hurt the muscles and bones, but she said it didn't hurt, her lips were tightly pressed, her pale face was covered with cold sweat, she didn't say a word .

She was always like this, forbearance, hiding all wounds and bearing them alone.

Yan Jinghong grabbed her hand and kissed the back of her hand: "Chang Qing, I will hurt." His voice was hoarse and his words were difficult, and he said, "Chang Qing, my heart hurts so badly, it's my fault, It's my fault."

Chang Qing raised her hand and put it on the side of his face, she asked him: "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Jinghong pondered for a moment.

In the 35th year of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Guanshui fought, Chang Qing was the commander, and Yan Jinghong retreated ten miles.

In the 36th year of the Northern Wei Dynasty, the two armies faced each other in Zhouzhou, Chi Xiuyuan ordered Chang Qing to take command, and the Yan army defeated the Dingbei army.

In the 37th year of the Northern Wei Dynasty, in the battle of Junji Mountain, Chang Qing sent [-] troops, and Yan Jinghong retreated without a fight.

This happens every time, if she fights, he will surrender.What's wrong with him, he is just too stupid.

Slightly cold fingertips landed on Yan Jinghong's face, and Chang Qing slowly brushed his face: "Jinghong, it has nothing to do with you. Before dispatching troops, I temporarily changed the chief general who defended the city. I deliberately hid it from you. ,"

"Why?" Yan Jinghong touched the wound on her shoulder armor lightly with trembling hands, her eyes turned slightly red, "You clearly know that I don't want to hurt you, why do you want to fight without telling me?"

She looked at him sideways, her long black hair spread all over the pillow, her pale lips, and she said forcefully: "Because I want Dayan to win, and I want to be safe." Looking into Yan Jinghong's bottomless eyes, Deep in the eyes, Chang Qing said, "I want you to come back with a big victory and take me back to Dayan."

This woman, this woman whom he regards as his life, his Chang Qing, is always so lonely and courageous, fighting with his life without reservation for the person he protects, how lucky he is to have her heartfelt affection.

Yan Jinghong leaned over and kissed her forehead: "Chang Qing, I will wait for you under the Northern Wei City in one month's time."

Changqing, when I come back, I will walk shoulder to shoulder with you.

Three days later, Dingbei Hou's son called for a truce to seek peace, the beacon fire stopped, the smoke was extinguished, and the two armies temporarily retreated.

Seven days later, the Dingbei army retreated to Mobei and stayed overnight.

The curtain was lifted, and the wind from outside the tent leaked in, blowing the candle wick and shaking, and the footsteps were slow, approaching the bed.

Chang Qing stood up and leaned against the bed: "My lord."

Chi Xiuyuan approached, sat on the side of the bed, and put the fox fur on the bed on his shoulders as Changqing: "Changqing."

Chang Qing raised her eyes and looked at Chi Xiuyuan.

He pondered for a long time: "I will take you to Dayan, are you willing?" His voice was soft, as if weak.

Chang Qing was silent for a while: "Is it a secret work?"

After hesitating, he nodded: "Yeah." After a while, he said again, "Yan Jinghong treats you differently."

Chang Qing never hesitated: "Okay."

Same as the previous life, in this country war, Chi Xiuyuan pushed her into the bloody storm of conspiracy.

In the next life, nothing changed, he still abandoned her.

The next day, Wei Guangshizi returned to court.

Ten days later, Emperor Yan announced to the world that he would cut off five cities, a thousand horses, and send Princess Mingrong to Dayan as a hostage, and the two countries ceased fighting.

Half a month later, Wei Guang's son selected seven women from the Northern Wei family and presented them to Emperor Yan in the name of captives.

One month later, Wei Guang's son inherited the title of the Marquis Mansion, and because the old Marquis was still in mourning, he did not hold a sacrifice. The first order was to send Chang Qing and Yun Miao, two close maids, to Dayan.

Most people in the mansion were astonished. After all, Chi Xiuyuan loved the female relatives the most, not the compatriot Princess Linghua, but Chang Qing. How could he be willing to send Chang Qing as a prisoner.

Since ancient times, women have been captives, most of them are slaves or handmaidens, or they are used for profanity, and they rarely win favor. After all, they are captives of the enemy country, so they are rarely trusted.

On October [-]th, the Yan army was stationed outside the Wei capital, Qingdi came in person, and Hou Zhizi and the captives returned to the country.

Dingbei Hou Mansion, today, is extremely cold, under the evergreen tree, Chi Xiuyuan bids farewell to Changqing.

"Chang Qing," he said after being silent for a long time, "come back with your life."

The evergreens grow luxuriantly, shading the sun, shady in the shade, and the occasional wind blows off the leaves.

Come back with your life...

He only dared to ask so extravagantly, because Chi Xiu understood far better than anyone else that if he went to say goodbye, maybe it would be a farewell.

Chang Qing just stared indifferently, neither happy nor angry: "Master Hou, if I step out of this door, I will no longer be Chang Qing of Marquis of Dingbei." The light in her eyes was calm, she shook her head, "I can't come back."

The two lifetimes are a detailed work, she does not want the Dingbeihou Mansion that abandoned her twice, and the evergreen tree remains, but since then, there has been no Dingbei Mansion Evergreen.

Chi Xiuyuan remained silent for a long time.

"I only want you to live." He held Chang Qing's shoulders, and said every word resoundingly, "When I have power over the world, no one can control you, Chang Qing, wait for me."

Waiting for my power to overwhelm the world...

Oh, after all, the world is the first, and she is the last.

Chang Qing took a step back, she was extremely calm and calm, her eyes were so light and indifferent, she said: "Master Hou, the world is unpredictable, if we say goodbye today, there will be no return date."

"evergreen."

Chi Xiuyuan subconsciously raised her hand to grab Chang Qing's hand, but she suddenly leaned over and knelt on the ground, her thin back straightened.With a sword on her back and a black robe, she knelt in the shadow of the tree, slowly lowered her head and bent her waist.

He touched the ground with his head and knocked down heavily.

Changqing has been in the mansion for more than ten years since Jiji this year. This is the second time she knelt and kowtowed to Chi Xiuyuan. The first time was 11 years ago, when Chi Xiuyuan first brought her to In the mansion, she didn't have a name yet, she was wearing tattered clothes, and she was only as tall as Chi Xiuyuan's waist. She also knelt in front of him, didn't speak, but looked at him helplessly.

She said loudly: "Chang Qing thanks Lord Hou for saving his life."

Chi Xiuyuan backed up abruptly and hit the branch of the evergreen tree, trembling uncontrollably. This kneeling was like saying goodbye. After a long time, he said, "Changqing, get up."

She shook her head, bent down, and kowtowed again: "Thank you, Lord Hou, for your kindness in nurturing."

It was so hard that she could even hear the sound of her forehead hitting the cobblestones on the ground. When she got up, her forehead was already red with a big spot.

For the third time, she kowtowed and did not raise her head for a long time, but her voice was slightly choked with sobs: "Three thanks to Dingbei Houfu for saving Changqing from being homeless."

She fell to the ground, tears falling into the cold stone.No more debts, no more debts, even if the favor is as heavy as a mountain, she will not owe it anymore...

A pair of white and slender hands supported her shoulders: "Changqing," Chi Xiuyuan squatted in front of her, she raised her head, her gaze was level, and the corners of their eyes were red, "If you don't want to, I'll keep you."

He thought that as long as she shook her head, as long as she begged him, he would definitely not be ruthless.However, how could she not want to? Chi Xiuyuan knew that, knew that Chang Qing valued affection, and knew that she would never disobey him.

Or, he is also taking chances.

Without any hesitation, Chang Qing stood up, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and resolutely said, "Master Hou, I'm leaving."

Chi Xiuyuan grabbed her shoulder for a long time, and finally let go, letting Chang Qing turn and leave.

She was only fifteen, the most beautiful time of a woman, but she carried a sword and went to a foreign country. From then on, there was no more comfort.

"Far away," Chang Qing paused, without looking back, she said, "Treasure."

Take care, Chi Xiuyuan.

Treasure, Ding Beihou Mansion.

Chi Xiuyuan didn't go to send Chang Qing off, she was sent to the outside of the Wei capital together with other captives. At Shen Shi, at Shimi City, the proton and the captives paid homage to Emperor Yan.

The Wei Palace servants who saw him off said loudly: "Changqing, Dingbei Hou's Mansion, presents a sword dance of Jinghong, wishing the Emperor Yan's safety."

Under the city gate, the sedan chair curtain was raised, and Yan Jinghong slowly stepped down from the imperial chariot: "Sure."

The sound of beating drums, the sound of zithers, and the dust of riding horses. The woman is wearing a white dress, and she is dancing lightly, holding an ancient bronze sword in her hand, dancing slowly between the rotating shaft and the strings.

After a startled dance, the graceful and slender woman smiled lightly, she didn't need to overwhelm the country, she was overwhelmed.

This was the first time that Chang Qing took off her black battle robe and put on a white palace dress, which was so beautiful that it took people's hearts and souls away.

Chi Xiuyuan stood a hundred meters away, looking at the dancing figure under the city wall: "I didn't know that she danced so well."

Fei Heng stared quietly, with a slightly cold expression: "That's because what you need is an Chang Qing who fights on the battlefield for you, kills and sets fire for you. , it is not evergreen."

Chi Xiuyuan smiled bitterly, but was speechless to refute.

Chang Qing learned martial arts at the age of four, sword at the age of six, and became the secret guard of the Hou Mansion at the age of seven. Afterwards, he followed him to fight in Mobei, assassinated for him, and learned the skills of killing people.

It turned out that Chang Qing could still dance.

"Feiheng," Chi Xiuyuan seemed to be talking to himself, mocking himself, "Do you think she will blame me?"

Feiheng didn't hesitate: "If it was me," he said in a deep, cold voice, "I would."

Chi Xiuyuan laughed, looked at Chang Qing in the distance for a long time, and suddenly said: "Fei Heng, what should I do now, I have already begun to regret it."

regret?How can everything in the world be repeated.

"You didn't give Chang Qing a retreat, did you?" The wind was blowing head-on, Fei Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the monarch who lost his soul for Chang Qing, "Since she stepped out of the gate of the Northern Wei Dynasty, she can't Turn around, unless Yan Jinghong doesn't want her."

And he, how could he not want her, this man whose eyes were only looking at Chang Qing from beginning to end, how could he not want her.

Yan Jinghong is different from Chi Xiuyuan, Chi Xiuyuan uses Changqing to seek the world, but Yan Jinghong is just the opposite, uses the world to seek Changqing.In Chang Qing's life, he met these two powerful men one after another. It was unfortunate and lucky.

The sound of the zither fell, the sound of the drum reverberated, a dance stopped, Yan Jinghong started to walk, approached, he looked at Chang Qing, did not make a sound, just opened and closed his lips.

He said, "Changqing, I'm here to pick you up."

Changqing smiled, smiling like a flower.

The drums sounded again, and Princess Mingrong led the seven women to pay homage.

"Ming Rong of the Northern Wei Dynasty, I have met His Majesty the Emperor Yan."

Princess Mingrong Wei Xuwan knelt on one knee and performed the highest etiquette, followed by seven women who took a step forward.

"Qi Ruo, Taifu's Mansion of the Northern Wei Dynasty, met His Majesty the Emperor Yan."

"Wei Qingyi from Prince Li's Mansion of the Northern Wei Dynasty met His Majesty the Emperor Yan."

"Yun Miao, Dingbeihou's Mansion of the Northern Wei Dynasty, met His Majesty the Emperor Yan."

Outside the garrison, the ten-mile long street was crowded with people, and the people in the capital of Wei stood on tiptoe, watching the Emperor Yan threaten the world, and watching the seven captives look stunning.

"Northern Wei Dingbeihou Mansion Chang Qing," Chang Qing raised her eyes, "I have met His Majesty Emperor Yan."

She leaned over, and just about to kneel down, Yan Jinghong raised his hand and said: "Victory returns to court, you are exempt from the ceremony of kneeling."

Yo, Your Highness is reluctant to let the little girl kneel down.

Chang Fu stepped forward and said very ignorantly: "Your Majesty, it's time to set off."

Only then did Yan Jinghong look away, and turned back to the sedan chair very reluctantly, if Chang Fu hadn't come to call, he would have been insane.

Chang Fu glanced at Chang Qing, then shouted: "Return to court, get up."

Hey, I haven't seen it for a few years, but this evergreen is born with a beautiful color and a logo, so big that it can be touched and hugged.

Heh, the chief eunuch with six unclean roots.

When the Yan army was far away, the city became lively, the horse dust was still flying, and the people's tongues became restless.

"These women are sent to Dayan, and I am afraid that they will all serve Dayan's courtiers."

"Hey, if you send this to Dayan, life and death will be a matter of life and death. It's a pity that such looks are rare and stunning."

"I looked at the most beautiful one, and I counted down Yanhuang, who was even more beautiful than a girl."

"..." Everyone didn't say anything, they felt the same, they could only comprehend.

Noisy for a while, and after a while, the crowd dispersed.

"It's already gone far," Feiheng said, "Master Hou, let's go back."

"Goodbye, when..."

Chi Xiuyuan turned around and walked away.

Outside the capital city of Wei, 20 Yan troops marched forward slowly, heavily guarded, Yan Jinghong's imperial chariot walked in the middle, followed by Princess Mingrong's sedan chair, and after that came Chang Qing and the others.

When he was less than a kilometer away from the city, Chang Fu, a palace official next to His Majesty, came and summoned: "Ding Beihou Mansion Changqing, and accompany you closely."

The other six women in the same car all looked at Chang Qing in astonishment.

Chang Qing was stunned, not knowing what he was thinking, thoughtful.

"Chang Qing, Chang Qing," Yun Miao, who was sitting next to Chang Qing, called her, "Elder-in-law is calling you."

Chang Qing looked up.

Chang Fu urged: "Miss Chang Qing, Your Majesty is still waiting for you."

This attitude of inviting people is a bit unfriendly.

Chang Qing nodded, got out of the carriage, and followed the pace of Eunuch Chang Fu, not in a hurry, but not surprised.

As Chang Fu walked away, he warned: "It is your blessing that Your Majesty summoned you alone. Don't offend Your Majesty, and serve you well."

For these words of advice, Eunuch Chang Fu must have some sarcastic remarks, presumably in the past few years, Chang Fu has often been punished for obstructing His Majesty from going to see her.

Chang Qing was neither humble nor overbearing, and walked beside Chang Fu generously: "Chang Qing, thank you, Eunuch, for making a point."

Changfu walked slowly, and continued to 'remind': "Don't forget your identity, no matter which family you were the daughter of in the past, since you sent Dayan, you are all His Majesty's people, and you must not make mistakes. identity."

"Yes."

"Don't forget to rely on His Majesty's favor to be proud of your favor."

"Yes."

Chang Qing was very patient, she responded one by one, and she was very calm without being surprised.

The more Chang Fu talked, the more energetic he became: "And—"

Yan Si interrupted: "Eunuch Changfu, Your Majesty is impatient." He purposely pointed his back that had not healed from being whipped to Changfu, and let Changfu see that he provoked him because he injured the empress in the last Lingshan battle. the consequences of

Chang Fu didn't dare to be embarrassed, and urged Chang Qing with a bad attitude: "Hurry up."

Changfu, this is itchy skin!Don't you know that there are tens of thousands of pairs of eyes here, but all of them belong to His Majesty.

Leading the man to the imperial chariot, Chang Fu reported, "Your Majesty, Chang Qing is here."

"Come up."

The voice, it is not difficult to hear, is very happy.

After Chang Qing went up, Chang Fu was about to follow to serve, when a sentence was thrown out from the sedan chair: "Go further away."

The tone was a bit disgusting, Chang Fu was heartbroken, watching the car curtain being lowered and the door closed.

The sedan chair was very spacious, and it was lit with incense. There were several plates of delicate snacks on the desk, and behind the desk was a couch covered with white fox fur.

Seeing Chang Qing coming in, Yan Jinghong immediately got up from the couch, his eyes were bright and his face was full of joy.

"His Majesty."

Chang Qing leaned over and wanted to salute, but was held by Yan Jinghong's hand. He shook his head, the smile on his lips never stopped: "Call me by name."

Before Chang Qing could speak, outside the sedan chair, Chang Fu reminded: "Your Majesty, walls have ears." Take it easy!
I have to say that Eunuch Changfu has very long ears.

Yan Jinghong ordered: "Make a pot of hot tea."

Chang Fu took the order, and immediately brought a pot of tea, but His Majesty didn't let him go up to serve the tea, but only ordered: "Full up,"

Chang Fu poured a full cup of hot tea, deliberately slowed down the sedan chair, and sadly climbed up to the sedan chair door with the cup in hand: "Your Majesty, please use tea."

A plain hand stretched out from the car curtain and touched the lid of the cup; "It's too hot, bring it in when it's cold."

After finishing speaking, Yan Jinghong drew down the curtain again, covering the inside tightly.

Changfu listened to the order and was about to put down the cup.

"Don't let it go, hold it steady for me."

The tone, there is no doubt that Yan Jinghong is completely indifferent to the tyrant.

Changfu was in a dilemma: "Your Majesty." This is a big cup full of boiling hot tea, it's so hot!

Yan Jinghong was completely unmoved, and continued to be indifferent to the tyrant: "If you dare to spill it, I will definitely not forgive you."

If he didn't sprinkle it, his hands would be scalded when the water cooled down.If you want to add a crime, there is nothing wrong with it.It's so obvious.His Majesty is clearly protecting his weaknesses!
"The slave knows it's wrong." It shouldn't have offended the empress.

Yan Jinghong didn't pay any attention, directly locked the door of the sedan chair, and pulled Chang Qing: "Chang Qing, I'm soft on the couch, you sit with me."

Chang Qing hesitated.

Yan Jinghong carried her over and put her on the couch, without waiting for Chang Qing to refuse, he lifted her hand and untied her clothes.

(End of this chapter)