Fengming Tianxia's Concubine Empress

Chapter 152 Know Yourself and the Enemy
"Zi Yan, what's the matter with you?" Su Mei hurriedly turned to her, and asked with concern, with a little worry in her tone.

Listening to the familiar voice, Ziyan slowly opened her eyes. After seeing clearly that it was Su Mei, she said in a trembling voice, "Little Miss? Why are you? Are you up?"

Su Mei smiled faintly, looking at Zi Yan's expression, she knew that she had scared her just now, she smiled and said: "I just woke up, I'm sorry, I scared you just now, are you okay?"

"No, it's okay!" Zi Yan forced a smile and said with a smile, waving her hands while talking.

Su Mei looked at her pale face with fright, turned around and poured her a cup of hot water, handed it to her, and said, "Zi Yan, why don't you drink some water to calm down the shock."

"No, no need, the servant is fine." Zi Yan said flattered, after all, she is also a maid, how can she let a majestic princess pour tea for her?

Seeing that she didn't answer, Su Mei didn't force her and put the cup on the table.

"Miss, you wash up first, and this servant will go to the kitchen to have a look."

"Well, you go." As soon as Su Mei finished speaking, Zi Yan slipped out and disappeared.

Su Mei was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and shook her head knowingly.

"Huh, I was scared to death just now!" After Zi Yan walked out of the room, she patted her chest and whispered.But why did Miss get up so early these two days?And the complexion looks better day by day, isn't it good for the body to get up early?Zi Yan shook off the thoughts in her heart, and walked quickly to the kitchen.

The forest outside Lecheng City was already empty, without even a single person, and the bonfire on the ground was extinguished at some point, leaving only a pile of burnt waste ash. Suddenly, a small wind blew by. The soot was blown up by the wind.

As early as the fourth watch, Shang Junyuan and his party of four had already rushed on the road.

The distance between Yucheng and Lecheng is only tens of miles, so it can be said that they live next to each other. If there is no such a large forest separating them, I am afraid that Shanghuang Kingdom and Dijiao Kingdom will become a family.

As the saying goes, if you know yourself, know your enemy, and win every battle, if you understand An Yu's style very well and don't leave early, you may really run into An Yu and others. You know, such a short distance is very dangerous.

The homing pigeon arrived at the inn at [-]:[-] am, and the dark rain has always been a light sleeper. If there is a little wind and grass, it will wake up, let alone such a big live pigeon flying down on the window sill, how could he not hear it? ?
As soon as An Yu received the news, he gathered his people and hurried on the road. You know, his speed was very slow. Even if his master just set off today, he could catch up with them in a day.

The sky gradually brightened, and the horse's running speed couldn't help but become much faster.

Suddenly, when they rode their horses and galloped to a fork in the road, the silver-masked man who was running in the front reined in and stopped.

"Woo!" Anfeng and the others also hastily reined in the reins, kicked the horse forward, and asked, "Master?"

The silver-masked man turned his head to look at them, and said in a cold voice: "I won't go to Kangzhou City for the time being, take the path, follow me to Yuping Mountain."

Yuping Mountain?Anfeng and the others looked at each other, wondering why they suddenly chose to go to Yuping Mountain, and this Yuping Mountain was not much different from other mountains, the only difference was that this mountain was used by the royal family.

However, before they could react, the silver-masked man swung his whip, slapped the horse's belly, and then quickly ran towards the fork next to him.

The mangroves and green hills are slanting by the sun, and the grasses in the suburbs are green and boundless.

The green mountains all over the mountain, as well as those flowers and plants that cannot be named, all show their charm on this Yuping Mountain, so beautiful, and the green mountains, green grasses and red mountains are full of red, which may be such a scene.

Yuping Mountain is worthy of being a mountain dedicated to the royal family. Apart from the climate conditions, the vegetation planted here and the degree of rest, it is not difficult to see that a lot of thought, manpower and material resources have been spent on these. There is such a beautiful scene.

And now it's only the end of summer, and the leaves of some vegetation have already begun to wither, but it doesn't feel depressed at all.

Shang Junyuan originally thought that there would be soldiers guarding such a royal hunting mountain, but they didn't even see a single person, let alone a large number of soldiers along the way.Come to think of it, soldiers guard this place only when hunting in winter, otherwise, how can the poor and hardworking people collect medicinal materials to cure diseases and prolong their lives?It seems that Jiao Jincheng, the emperor of the Jiao Kingdom, is not as brutal and arbitrary as the outside rumors say.

Because there is a constant flow of people on Yuping Mountain, the road on the mountain is also very easy to walk, but in the time of a stick of incense, Shang Junyuan and the others have already reached the halfway up the mountain, and the road on the halfway up the mountain is even more flat. , From a distance, it looks like a plain.

Shang Junyuan reined in the horse's reins, forcing the horse to stop.When the three people behind him saw this situation, they also hurriedly pulled the reins and stopped.

Shang Junyuan raised his eyes and looked around, and saw a few thatched cottages looming in the southwest direction, but those houses were blocked by big trees, so it was hard to see.

The only people who can build houses on this Yuping Mountain are members of the royal family.Shang Junyuan said clearly in his heart.

An Ming looked along Shang Junyuan's line, and from his angle, he happened to see those thatched cottages clearly.He knew that he had done something wrong on his own initiative before, and wanted to make up for it, and he was worried that there would be fraud here, so he couldn't help but volunteered and said: "Master, why don't you ask your subordinates to find out the truth?"

Shang Junyuan raised his arm and waved his hand, signaling him to stop, then he jumped off the horse, handed the horse's reins to An Ming, and said, "No need, this king will go and check it himself."

"Yes." An Ming took the reins and said respectfully.

Anfeng Anxue glanced at each other, jumped off their horses one after another, led the horse to Anming's side, and the three of them quietly watched Shang Junyuan's direction.

For some reason, Shang Junyuan felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, as if something was about to rush out of his chest.He couldn't help raising his hand to cover his chest, and felt the beating sound of the heart in his chest without any surprise, and he realized that what was about to come out turned out to be something called a heart.Yes, he was nervous, he was afraid, he was afraid that what he heard by chance outside the door of the princess’s mansion was his illusion, he was afraid that when he opened the door, there was nothing inside, he was even more afraid of what he did All this was in vain, and Princess Zhaohua had really left.

Feeling uneasy, he pushed open the door of the thatched hut with slightly trembling hands.With a creaking sound, the door was slowly pushed open.

Shang Junyuan heard his own heartbeat clearly, and the strong and powerful heartbeat reminded him all the time that there was really nothing in this room except a bed, a wardrobe, a table and a chair. nothing.But he was not discouraged, because his intuition told him that in this room that could be easily forgotten at a glance, only the door of the wardrobe was tightly closed.

He walked over slowly, stood still in front of the closet, adjusted his mood, breathed out lightly, then raised his hand to put on the handle of the closet, just as his hand was on the handle of the closet, He felt that his heart stopped beating suddenly, and then it started beating violently again. The rapid beating was like thousands of troops galloping on the battlefield, it was so passionate!

But the moment he opened the closet, the blood in his body froze instantly, and what was displayed in front of him was just an empty closet, with nothing in it.

Dijiao Country, Princess Mansion.

Su Mei sat quietly at the table, earnestly embroidering the purse in her hand, looking very intoxicated.

Su Mei just ate the elixir left by the silver-masked man, and her body felt very different from before. It was obvious that her body was much better than before.She was very puzzled, she didn't understand whether it was because of the powerful power of that pill?Or is there nothing wrong with her body, but just lacks some exercise?
She remembered when she was in Longyu Kingdom, in the Chunyaju in the Prime Minister's Mansion. At that time, Yan Cui might have done something to apologize to her, but those things have passed, and Yan Cui has always been to her from the beginning to the end. Loyal, even in the end he fell off the cliff to save her.Every time she thinks about this, Su Mei's heart feels like being scalded by a hot iron, it's hot and uncomfortable.

And she also remembered that she still learned embroidery from Yan Cui. She once said that she would give Yan Cui a purse that she sewed by herself, but now, her embroidery skills are good, but the man is no longer there. up.

Suddenly, Su Mei paused, and the embroidery needle pierced her left index finger without any accidents, and a few drops of blood flowed out, staining the corner of her purse red.

"Ah, Miss, why is your hand bleeding?" Zi Yan pushed the door open, just in time to see Su Mei prick her finger, blood flowing out.

Zi Yan hurriedly put down the pastry in her hand, walked over quickly, took out the handkerchief tucked in front of her chest, carefully bandaged Su Mei, and said with concern while bandaging: "Miss, why are you so careless?" , although the eye of this needle is small, it is quite painful, you must know that ten fingers connect to the heart, besides, if the young lady wants a purse, just tell the maidservant, and the maidservant can sew one for you."

Su Mei smiled lightly and said: "How can this be the same? What you sew is your heart, but what I sew is mine. And this purse is not for others, but for what I promised. Yan Cui wants to give her a pouch, now that I want to come, I want to make one myself so that I can burn it for her."

When Zi Yan heard it, her heart was shocked, and she even paused with her hands. She was very moved, and she was also very envious of Yan Cui. As a maid, it was a very happy thing to be favored by her master so much.

"Okay." Seeing that Su Mei's hand was no longer bleeding, Zi Yan immediately got up and said with a smile.

"Thank you."

"Miss, you are too polite. If you want to thank your servant, why not embroider a purse and give it to your servant!"

Su Mei was taken aback for a moment, she didn't expect her to say that, then she nodded with a light smile and said, "Okay, as long as you don't dislike my stitches being twisted."

"I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it. In the eyes of this servant, the lady's embroidery is very good! The servant also likes the color of the lady's embroidery very much, it is very beautiful!" Zi Yan waved her hands hurriedly and said with a smile, her appearance was very funny .

"Okay." Su Mei smiled and nodded.

And when Su Mei agreed, Zi Yan felt so happy, she seemed to have fallen into a honey pot, very sweet and beautiful.

Su Mei smiled when she heard the words, then picked up her purse, and was about to finish the rest of the embroidery, but Zi Yan stopped her before she picked up the embroidery needle.

Zi Yan said with concern: "Miss, your finger has just been punctured. Although the wound is only a little bit big, it is a puncture after all. Why don't you take a break today and embroider tomorrow?" Zi Yan As he spoke, he gestured for the small wound with his fingers.

(End of this chapter)