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Chapter 1173 Zhuang Shengxiao dreamed of butterflies

Chapter 1173 Zhuang Shengxiao dreamed of butterflies

"You..." Yeluchu suddenly became angry.

"Little prince, take good care of your body. After all, your body is used by the emperor to exchange cities and women. If anything goes wrong, our entire Zhou Dynasty will feel sorry for you." Zhang Yingzhi said, and then ordered the jailer, "Greetings!" The little prince eats and drinks well, and there must be no negligence."

"Stop!" Yeluchu shouted angrily when he saw the donkey-like minister rushing away.

However, Zhang Yingzhi had already left the cell.

Yeluchu held on tightly to the cell door, with a deep coldness in his eyes!

However, thinking about it, he became discouraged.

His legs and feet softened and he knelt on the ground. He is now a prisoner, and he will not be able to lift his head up when he returns to Khitan, let alone have a chance to be made emperor by the emperor's grandmother.

In this battle, he lost everything, life would be worse than death!

And all this is caused by Feng Jue, Feng Yunzheng, and the most abominable thing is that damn Xiao He, who actually tricked him around!

It's a pity that he is already dead, otherwise he would have delayed him a hundred times.

Yeluchu held hands tightly, trembling all over.

When Lian Siyue heard Feng Yunzheng tell about Yeluchu's stay in the cell, there was a hint of coldness in his eyes, and he said, "Send someone to sneak into Lian's house, deceive Third Uncle, take Ling Yue'er and Yan'er away, and want to leave intact. Going back? In my mind, there is no such thing."

"Brother Wang, sister, I also mean the same thing. The Khitan people betrayed their trust, once they did it the first time, there will be a second time. Besides, Yeluchu still has Xiao He's life on his shoulders, so I will never let him go just because of this." It’s just that the emperor and the ministers will not agree to kill him. Moreover, I reckon that within a few days, the Empress Dowager Renyi will send someone to the capital to redeem him. Here's the chance." Feng Jue said.

"Of course we can't take the initiative to kill him, but if he seeks his own death, we can't blame us." Lian Siyue said calmly with a trace of coldness in his eyes.

"Sister, what do you mean..." Feng Jue's heart tightened slightly.

Feng Yunzheng said slowly, "Heaven's evil is still alive, but self-inflicted evil is not."

After Feng Jue, Feng Yunzheng and Lian Siyue said something about Yeluchu, they left.

When he reached a corridor, he stopped and looked into the next room:
I saw that young girl lying on the table with a book under her hand, the sunlight came in through the window and fell on her body, leaving a faint shadow beside her.

He finally turned around and walked in.

"Dian..." The servant girl Huan'er saw Feng Jue and was about to bow down, but was stopped by Feng Jue, and waved her hand to signal her to go down.

"Yes." Huan'er bent her knees and whispered.

Feng Jue went all the way to the edge of the table and stood opposite her, her lingering eyes fell on her body, she closed her eyes, probably too tired, so she fell asleep while reading, her thin cheeks were slightly rounder than before It made him feel a little relieved.

I heard that she works very hard now, stays at home for a few steps, learns everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is no longer a bastard like before.

Feng Jue didn't know how long he stood and watched.

The sunlight fell on the two of them, and the surroundings were quiet. Occasionally, a butterfly stayed on the crabapple tree by the window, and then flew in with flapping wings, lingering around the two of them.

Feng Jue walked over and bent down slowly.

"Hmm..." Ling Yue'er in the dream felt a tickle on her cheeks. She woke up with a murmur and opened her eyes. She touched her cheeks and looked around in confusion. She saw a butterfly beside her. Flying around.

"Huan'er, has anyone been here?" She asked, her voice hoarse.

"Miss Hui, no." Huan'er replied, His Royal Highness the Eleventh said that he didn't want to disturb the lady's study, if the lady asked, she would answer like this.

"No..." Ling Yue'er's eyes were blank for a moment, and she said, "Is that because I was dreaming, or maybe the butterfly stayed on my face..."

That cheek felt like someone had kissed it.

"Oops, oh, why did I fall asleep again, and quickly recite:

Jinse has no end in fifty strings, a string of thoughts and a string of years.

Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of a butterfly, and Wang Dichun cares for the cuckoo.

There are tears in the pearl of the sea, and the blue sky is warm and the jade smokes.

This feeling can be regarded as a memory, but it was already at a loss at that time. "

"Miss, you have been reading this poem for the past few days. What does this poem mean?" Huan'er asked curiously. She had never seen Miss read a poem so many times.

A faint expression appeared on Lingyue's face, and she said, "This means that there are 25 strings in the Seben, and each string expresses the longing for the beautiful years. A man named Zhuang Zhou knew that he was only yearning for that He is a free butterfly, but Wangdi hopes that his heart and deeds can touch the cuckoo on the tree. The shadow of the bright moon in the sea is the pearl of tears. Only the blue field at that time and place can produce good jade.

Those beautiful past events can only be kept in memory, because the people and things at that time seemed too ordinary, so I don't know how to cherish them. "

Huan'er looked confused, "But this servant still doesn't understand."

A smile appeared on the corner of Lingyue's lips, and said, "When you understand, you will be old."

"But Miss is not old, how can Miss understand?" Huan'er said.

"Because..." The smile on Lingyue's face slowly disappeared, "Because I have experienced a lot."

"So that's how it is, miss, you are tired from studying, and this servant will bring you some snacks." Huan'er walked out.

Lingyue's eyes fell on the butterfly flying in front of her, and she muttered, "This feeling can be regarded as a memory, but at that time I was at a loss..."

While thinking about it, I also gave a wry smile.

"It's not good! It's not good! The little prince of Khitan injured the jailer and escaped!" In the middle of the night, suddenly, there was chaos in the peaceful cell.

The guard in charge ran to the cell to have a look, and saw that the door of Yeluchu's cell was opened, the iron lock fell to the ground, Yeluchu had disappeared, and a jailer was wounded on the ground.

"Hurry up, go after him! Notify Eleventh Highness immediately!" The person in charge said loudly, and quickly ran out with the sword drawn from his waist.

In the night, a man dressed in a foreign land walked quickly, looking back in panic as he walked.

There were shouts from far behind, and the torches approached from far away.

"What? Yeluchu escaped?" Hearing Zhang Xi's report from outside, Feng Jue got off the bed immediately, wearing only white clothes, "Change! Bring the sword!" He commanded sharply.

"Yes!" Sijiu and two maids hurried in.

Feng Jue opened his hands, and his servants dressed him, while Sijiu waited beside him with his sword in both hands.Feng Jue was expressionless and looked very serious.

A moment later, Feng Jue walked out of the room in a blue brocade robe, and hurried to the door of Prince Ming An's residence.

"Your Highness, Yeluchu has gone to the north?" Zhang Xi said as he pulled the horse over.

"North? Heh, it's hard for me to escape even if I ask him to spread his wings!" Feng Jue jumped on the white horse with long legs, and his robe fluttered casually, exuding an aura that filled the sky, "Kill Yeluchu the jailer and wound Ben The news of the escape of the king's confidants is spread, how widely it spreads!"

"Yes, Your Highness! I obey you!" Zhang Xi immediately turned around and followed Feng Jue's orders.

Feng Jue was holding a long rein, and there was a gloomy coldness in his deep eyes.

After a while, he raised his whip and lashed hard on the horse's back. The horse raised its front hooves high, neighed in the dark night, and ran quickly to the north.

The news of Yeluchu's escape in the middle of the night also spread to Prince Heng's mansion. At this time, Feng Yunzheng and Lian Siyue were resting on the bed.

(End of this chapter)