Chapter 1 The Marquis was changed

The white clothes shook and came quietly. Ding Feifei's figure reappeared, left the ruins of the dilapidated Jiayan mansion, and walked through the door of the hut or the high gate compound. Somehow, she looked at this place as if it had contained reluctant memory, pain and Remembrance.

It's just that Yun Yiyang did not walk over. He just looked at Ding Feifei from afar and was stunned. It was here that this rare horrible scene of the imperial army slaughtering the villa witnessed with his own eyes!

He stood for a long time and watched it for a long time, but it didn't pass after all. After a long time, he turned around, stepped on the weeds on the ground, and followed Ding Fei on the path that could barely distinguish the spacing between the rooms.

He walked very slowly, as if every step was extremely heavy, but he did not stop and kept falling on Ding Feifei.

Ding Feifei stopped in front of him, and Yun Yiyang looked forward with her eyes. This is a house that is no different from other dilapidated courtyard houses. The same doors and windows fall off, the same desolation and abandoned, and even the moss on the stone steps seem to be more than other houses.

This used to be the ancestral hall of the Ding family, and the same one no longer exists.

Ding Feifei's cherry lips began to tremble gently. For the first time in many years, it was difficult to suppress tears in her eyes. Slowly, she suddenly knelt down in front of this dilapidated house, lowered her head deeply, buried it in a pair of delicate jade hands, and covered her face and cried.

What came faintly in the wind was a whisper with a choking struggle:

"Dad..."

......

It's just that things are wrong, and this is not the past. Looking at the original beautiful villa, it has become today's ruins, and there is no longer a scene of the past.

Ding Feifei saw the injury, got up from the ground, turned back and fell in Yunyang's arms and sobbed...

"Feier, the past has come to an end. Let it go. Let's go. We have to come back all the way to Zhongdu Imperial City to find Prince Yuan to settle the general account for revenge..."

The remnant broke the wall, standing on both sides, standing quietly in the light breeze of the grass, and the clouds hugged her quietly and comforted her softly.

Ding Feifei looked away and looked around silently, with infinite sadness in his eyes. She finally took a look at the houses, turned away, and never looked back. The white-clad figure suddenly re-entered Yun Yiyang's body, and the clouds flew into the sky and turned into a vector...

Finally, the sky gradually darkened again, and the sunset finally fell completely. After a while, a bright moon slowly rose from the east sky, and the moon was as bright as water, shining and shining into the world.

This is Wuxiang Mountain, which has stepped into the boundary of Wuxiangmen, but the sky suddenly changed, blowing strong wind, the curtain clouds are four times, and it is dark. The lightning sometimes hides behind the clouds, and sometimes the golden snake jumps in the air, shining the earth palely, giving people a feeling of uneasiness and horror.

Finally, it rained lightly. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, like a thin sieve sieve, swaying and spilling evenly. Only the drainage faucet of the Dechuan River made a loud noise, and the accumulated water of the mountains and wilderness lined up into the river.

Yun Yiyang did not return directly to Wuxiangmen, but first returned to his Yuncheng Houfu. When he arrived at the Dechuan River and flew across the river, there was a misty rain. The river was foggy, and the world was hazy. He just rushed, just like a meteor breaking the air and threw himself into his Hou. The backyard...

Perhaps because of the heavy rain at night, there was a dead silence in the Houfu compound. Only the sound of rain falling, the heavy rain hit the roof tiles, the crackling sound of the leaves in the courtyard, the sound of wind and rain converged, which increasingly showed how unusual and bitter rain and sad night.

Yun Yiyang arrived at his own compound at this time, and he was not able to enter the main house. He always felt that there was something wrong in the Hou house, with an ominous feeling. This made him full of vigilance and vigilance, and he didn't know what had happened.

The tide of thinking surged up and filled his soul, making his thoughts messy and difficult to calm his mind. But then it was controlled, and Yun Yiyang's whole body became extremely calm. He flew quietly, and his clothes were in the wind. He sneaked from the back garden to the flower door and entered the house.

Still passing through the corridor, passing through the hall, turning through the large screen of red sandalwood shelf marble, Hao Ran came into his eyes and walked into a small three halls. In front of the hall was the main courtyard, with dozens of upper rooms on the front, all of which were carved beams and painted buildings. On both sides, there were various parrots, thrushes and other birds hanging.

All the scenery is as before, and the dust remains unchanged.

It may be late at night. In this small hall, Yun Yiyang saw a girl dressed in green, sitting on the table next to the coffee table, with her elbows on the coffee table, and her little hands supported her forehead and dozed off.

Yun Yiyang squatted quietly, raised his hand and gently patted the girl's thin shoulder.

The little girl trembled and woke up suddenly. She looked up with a sleepy face and confused eyes. She subconsciously raised her hands and wiped her loose sleepy eyes. After a while, she turned her head and saw the handsome and peaceful face of Yun Yiyang squatting beside her.

At first, she was shocked, and her heart was like a sudden deer. Then she raised her hand to wipe her eyes, and then she was sure that she saw Yun Yiyang. For a burst of surprise, she quickly got up with a childish smile on her face to greet her, "Young master, is it really you? Xiao Xing is not dreaming, is she?

This little girl is fourteen or five years old, with a childish, white melon seed face, clever water apricot eyes, willow leaf eyebrows, and a cinnabar mole beside the slightly upturned corners of her mouth. She is well-proportioned and thin. She is a beautiful little girl.

"Your name is Xiao Xing? I have been away from home for three years. It's hard for you to remember me. Three years ago, you were still an eleven- or two-year-old girl, right? At that time, I just hurried home once, in just one day, which was really strange," Yun Yiyang stood up and said thoughtfully.

"Young master, don't you remember? Three years ago, Xiaoxing was also the little girl here. That day, I saw you come back eagerly. Three years later, Xiao Xing was still here. Fortunately, I was looking forward to the young master finally coming home again," Xiao Xing explained seriously, her eyes were sore, her nose was red, and she was dazzled.

Yun Yi raised her hand and held Xiao Xing in her arms, reached out and stroked her two horned heads, and comforted her softly: "Xiao Xing, good sister, don't cry, don't cry. Today, your young master returned to his hometown and returned strongly. I feel that everything is wrong at home. Something must have happened. Tell me quickly.

"Young master..." Xiao Xing's "wow" in Yunyi's arms, **'s nose gently sobbed, "The house has suffered a great change. The former master's mother mysteriously disappeared for no reason. Later, the marquis lost his wife and suffered a heavy blow. He was drunk all day long. I didn't care about the things inside and outside the house at all. Later, I simply moved to the middle of the house and lived in Daning. I didn't go out all day long. I don't care about everything. This Houfu..."