Chapter 1 Meet on a Snowy Night

space-time*: overhead.

Countries and regions: Li, Chen, Yue, Sleepless City.

Li Guo: Qinling-north of the Huaihe River. Now in northern China, the capital Luodu (now Luoyang, Henan), other important cities such as Yanjing (now Beijing);

Chenguo: south of Qinling-Huaihe River, east of Hanshui-Dongting-Xiangjiang line. Now in southeast China, the capital Hangzhou (now Hangzhou), other important cities Suzhou (now Suzhou), etc.

Yueguo: south of Qinling-Huaihe River, west of Hanshui-dongting-Xiangjiang line. At present, southwest China, the capital Rongcheng (now Chengdu), other important cities Yuzhou (now Chongqing), etc.

Nightless City: Jianghu Independence Area, which is now Xiangfan, Hubei next to Hanshui.

Geography of other mountain rivers* draws on existing names.

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Up to now, what I remember most clearly is not his appearance, not his smile, not his good, not his dark eyes when he was angry and his eyebrows when he laughed, but one day when he stood on the stone bridge, suddenly turned around and quietly called her name: "Floating smoke." In the distance, the green mountains are stacked, and the vegetation behind him, where he stands, the rain is dripping along the edge of the paper umbrella, and the corners of the robe fly lightly.

"I really thought... I must marry you in my life..."

In the palace of Chen, Princess Duanyang muttered softly. Day and a night before dripping, he suddenly opened his mouth, and his voice was bitter and strange as if it came from another person.

Enough. That's enough. From the emperor's decree, she knew that everything was irreparable. However, the marriage is a little far away, far away from the border of Chen. It's just that the married person is a little strange and strange that she has never met before, but what is unacceptable for her to go to get married? But she never thought that the royal brother would let Fan Fangtong come to persuade her.

Fan Fangtong, Wei Fuyan, Wei Fuyan, Fan Fangtong. One is the right grandson of Wen Tao's martial arts strategy, and the other is the eldest princess of Jinzhi Yuye. The former is of her family, talent and appearance, and the latter is the only princess in the State of Chen, even if she is nothing. As you can see, only each other is enough to match each other. Their marriage is almost clearly and secretly recognized by everyone. It seems that they are only waiting for an edict to give marriage, and then the talented beauty, Luan Feng and Ming, have been happy to grow old together since then.

Because of this, Wei Fuyan was never polite to him. She put away all her dignified and virtuous manners, played with him, played with him, and showed him her nature. He called him Fan Fangtong unrestrainedly, threw the dishes he didn't like into his bowl, rode away his favorite big dark horse and didn't return him, stole the best words he wrote and sold them on the street, arrogantly and proudly.

Up to now, she actually said that it was not him that she was going to marry. What is this? What is her arrogance? What is his indulgence?

"Fan Fangtong..." Wei Fuyan opened his mouth powerlessly.

Fan Fangtong fed her, and the spoon stopped at her mouth. She didn't open her mouth and looked at him. Fan Fangtong smiled faintly, like Zhu Dan fainting on a piece of rice paper, with a similar brilliance of Xiahong: "I know. I understand all."

In December, Yanjing was windy and snowy, and few people went out in the city, let alone in the barren mountains and old forests. So when he heard Du Du's knock on the door, Wei Fuyan once thought he had heard it wrong, until the girl Suyue said, "Huh? How can it be so early?"

Only Wei Fuyan's hand was idle, so he lifted his cloak and said, "I'll open the door."

A red plum in the yard bloomed just right, and she could ask about the elegant plum fragrance with wind and snow. It was so cold that she wrapped her cloak and walked very fast. Three years after marrying Li, I have gradually become familiar with the landscape here, and the people here can't adapt to the extreme cold here in any case. Every time I have to freeze and swollen my feet, freeze my hands and ears, and then let the cold wind grind dark red marks on my face like a blunt knife, so that I can clearly remember my true or not. He is from the State of Li.

The thick wooden door was dark in color. As soon as she stretched out her hand, she felt extremely cold. The litch was cold and a little dull, and she didn't even pull it out. She frowned and tried again to pull out the litch again. After the litch was pulled out, the wooden door that looked so heavy was easy to be opened, but the moment she opened the door was full of wind and snow. Hitting her face, she turned her head slightly and reached out to open the hair blowing on her face before looking out the door, slightly surprised.

The black cloak, the two in the front and the four in the back are all holding long swords, and the one in the middle is majestic and obviously a master and six servants.

"I hope you can forgive me for disturbing you in the middle of the night. It's just that the wind and snow are coming suddenly, and it's difficult to move forward. May I ask if there is any leisure here for us to stay overnight? A man opened his mouth first. He was thin and elegant. He was the only one who stood closest and was obviously the one who knocked on the door.

After a slight pause, Wei Fuyan smiled and said, "There is indeed leisure, but there is only one room in the lobby. If you don't feel humble, please come in by yourself. Close the door and don't lock it.

Without waiting to thank the dialect, Wei Fuyan turned around and entered the house.

The maid Suyue is on fire. Lu Zhong, a swordsman he just knew, is lazily taking a rag to wipe his precious sword, and Jiao Bo, a close bodyguard in the corner, is clitting wood with his sword.

"There's enough firewood," Wei Fuyan said to Jiao Bo, and then turned his head to announce, "Seven people have come to stay."

"No..." Lu Zhong stared at the bubbling pot and wailed. There was steaming broth in it, and he could eat it. Unexpectedly, there were several pieces of soups, so he looked quite bad when he stared at several people entering the room.

Jiao Bo looked at her worriedly. These people were good at martial arts and seemed to be disciplined and well-trained. In addition, their coats were simple and luxurious, and they were not ordinary people.

Wei Fuyan nodded to him with a smile.

Everyone has come. If the people are really not good, I'm afraid they can't stop them. They are polite and polite, but it is inconvenient to turn people out. Besides, at this time, the people they are waiting for are coming soon. If something really happens, the strength of the two sides may not be very different.

This lobby was originally two huts. Jiao Bo tore down the middle wall and set up another pillar, which looked very spacious. There are only two short rooms, covered with thick hay, and two piles of fire are burning in the empty space in the middle, each with a large pot. One broth is almost cooked, and the other water has not yet boiled. There are several jars of oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar.

"Su Yue," Wei Fuyan saw Su Yue staring at the seven people who were already sitting on the ground, and his eyes were a little stunned, "Su Yue?"

Su Yue suddenly came to her senses: "Madam?"

"Go get the bowls and chopsticks and bring more."

Sure enough. Lu Zhong looked at Wei Fuyan with a resentful face, but Su Yue's shout made him very interested.

"Seriously, you don't look like a married person! It's not you to fool me!"

Wei Fuyan leisurely stirred the soup and said, "If you don't believe it, check it yourself. Did I stop you?"

"Cut..." Lu Zhong disdained, "Master, I want money to investigate things! Besides, if you don't investigate some things, you can guess seven or eight points. Seeing that Yecheng is like this, no one cares about you. I guess your man is also a man who doesn't go home... Or is it because you Yecheng is like this that your man doesn't go home?

"Lu Zhong!" Jiao Bo looked over coldly.

Lu Zhong smiled and said, "You brought this Jiao from your mother's house, right? It's very loyal. But Uncle Jiao, is it possible that your aunt will come back after you kill me? Why don't you give me a thousand taels? I'll knock out and carry them back for you!"

Jiao Bo was about to raise his knife. Wei Fuyan pulled his sleeve and said lightly, "Sit down."

The seven people over there have taken off their cloaks and sit around the table. They are facing her are the heads of the seven people. They are luxurious in black and have complicated dark lines on their skirts. When she loosened Jiao Bo's sleeves, she inadvertently raised her eyes. Unexpectedly, she saw that the man was looking at her thoughtfully, but her face was not angry and powerful, and her eyes were cold and deep, as if she had not smiled for a long time. .

"Lu Zhong, you are self-proclaimed to be smart. Why can't you look away like those vulgar people? If my man doesn't go home, how can I have time to swim in the mountains and rivers? I thank him for coming too late!"

Lu Zhong was amunguous, and then he was rude: "Maybe he married his wife, concubines and children outside. Aren't you jealous?"

"Ah, I'm so jealous," Wei Fuyan said and added salt as if nothing had happened. "Wow, I'm so jealous. I have to be jealous and noisy. I have to look at the man's face. This kind of day is really interesting. I'm really jealous!"

Jiao Bo smiled for the first time.

"But maybe he has died outside. What a pity. You have to live a widow all your life. Lu Zhong laughed viciously.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Su Yue hurriedly stopped and put down a pile of bowls and chopsticks randomly.

Lu Zhong laughed and said, "Oh, Xiaoyue, your wife is not in a hurry. What are you worried about?"

Wei Fuyan tasted the soup and tasted just right, so he took a large pottery pot and began to serve it. He said carelessly, "Our family's rule is that his husband and wife are dead. If he really dies, I will have to go down and wait for you first."

Lu Zhong smiled in a frenze, was silent for a long time, and suddenly shouted, "Where did the bullshit rule come from!"

Wei Fuyan filled a pot of meat soup and shouted to the seven people over there: "Hey, it's too heavy. Come and serve it yourself."

Obviously, the seven people did not expect that there would still be meat soup to eat. The leading man in black looked up at her, frowned slightly, and nodded gently for a long time.

Immediately, two people got up and came over. One of them was the person who just knocked on the door and spoke. When his colleagues took the bowls and chopsticks, he picked up the meat soup and smiled and said, "Thank you, Mrs. Liu Qingzhou."

Just now she is still a girl, and now she has become a lady with an elegant and gentle face, but even if she is impolite, you don't have to tell her so blatantly, "I heard it all", right?

Wei Fuyan was very speechless and said with a faint smile, "There is no need to thank you. You have to collect money."

Before Liu Qingzhou could speak, he heard a sentence "Come!" Jiao Bo stared at the door.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and the wind swept the snow and squeezed in in an instant. A tall figure strode into the door and raised his voice, "Am I late?" The sound is like a bell.

Wei Fuyan raised his face and smiled and said lazily, "It's late. It's late. There's only white water left."

"Wei Fuyan, why are you becoming more and more stingy as a princess? I came all the way, and you only prepared a bowl of white water for me?" The man came back and closed the door.

"Second Xuhou." Liu Qingzhou said with an incredible face, and his eyes looked at the dark master beside him in an instant.

Zhou Zhou Yuanzhi saw Liu Qingzhou next to Wei Fuyan and noticed several other people in the house. Wei Fuyan looked curiously at Zhou Yuanyi and stared at the leading man in black with a complicated face, and then turned his head to look at Wei Fuyan. Wei Fuyan looked at him with a surprised face and suddenly smiled awkwardly. Suddenly, he began to kneel down and salute to the man in black and said word by word, "My son, Zhou Yuanzhi, the second virtual marquis, saw the thousand years of his Royal Highness Huai Wang. ."

Wei Fuyan's brain first rumbled, and then the silence became blank. She looked at Zhou Yuanzhi in disbelief and looked at the man in black in a daze. She suddenly reacted and immediately knelt down and saluted: "Knock to see Your Highness the Thousand Years of Kings."

King Huai, King Huai of Li, Zhou Huaiyi, her husband that Wei Fuyan has never met. Wei Fuyan knelt by the fire and sweated coldly behind his back.

"Let's get up." Huai Wang said lightly.