The emotion in her words was 70% true and 30% false. Her fear was true fear, and her hatred was true hatred.

For the first time, Foyou realized that she could really hate her. She asked her father in front of all the staff on duty and the ministers who had not had time to retreat, what was right? Why did the three-four-year-old and seven-eight-year-old grandsons commit suicide?

Isn’t it the only thing that can be said to be good? Do the eldest empress, empress Jiang and others have to commit suicide from the beginning to be perfect? ​​Is it true that the thousands of women raised as canaries in the backyards of the two saints and kings must not only be tactful and charming, but also have a simple life?

To be pitied if you contribute to the country? How miserable must you be to be pitied without any grudge?

His father was furious. Later, Officer Lan purged the palace officials, and Commander Yang investigated the rumors.

Foyou finally asked his father: "Will you let me and my second sister go?"

Daddy leaned over and touched her bun, sighed slightly and said, "Why don't you want it?"

At that moment, she thought of her mournful elder sister, and tears fell silently but violently.

Since then, Foyou has become more and more like the beautiful words of her best friend Fan Hezeli. Both she and Shenyou are sensitive to the emotions of others, while Shenyou is just careful to avoid it, but she is trying to take advantage of it.

.She prefers Big Mama and Empress Wu, but gradually she can listen to Mama Wei and Empress Pan chatting all afternoon, as if she is very interested.

Then, she also met the legendary Yue Yun.

Most of the ladies and mothers in the palace disagreed, and the ministers on duty also hesitated to speak, but dad said it was okay, so Foyou spent the afternoon with Yue Yun. She once asked dad, but dad hesitated.

I have been saying for a long time that he is definitely capable of martial arts.

But when Foyou saw it, he felt a little silly.

It was not easy to meet Yue Yun. His father was away at war all year round. The first time I met Yue Yun was at the end of the year, when Foyou was already more than seven or eight years old.

Foyou was actually a little nervous, so she went to the pavilion where her father often stayed to wait for him. Her father didn't prohibit them from going anywhere, so the pavilion was the place Foyou wanted to come to the most. She had used it to have fun countless times.

He quietly walked around and watched his father and husband talking and doing things from a distance.

This man named Yue Yun is not as tall as Foyou imagined. Foyou has actually met those famous commanders, although he can't tell which one was given the "loyalty to serve the country" by his father.

Yes, there is no way to find the youngest one as Madam Pan said - they both look so powerful and powerful. And Yue Yun is only slightly shorter in stature, generally strong and tanned.

Compared with Wu Niang's nephew, he indeed lacked the handsomeness and suaveness that made the girl's heart beat, but Foyou didn't care.

This is what daddy chose.

Foyou looked at him, who was even more uneasy than she was, with her head lowered, as if her future wife's face was on the ground. She smiled, invited him to sit down in a gentle voice, offered tea, and induced him to talk without leaving any trace. Foyou

She didn't know whether it was because Yue Xiaodu was too stupid, or because she was afraid that her father belonged to the Zhao family. For the first time, she felt that she felt what her father was feeling when he was sitting here.

...But something seems to be different.

In fact, they didn't talk to each other for long. When they were leaving, Foyou returned the gift in full and looked at Yue Yun's wheat-colored face. It was strange that she looked at Yue Yun's back.

When she asked the most upright little palace lady around her if she was blushing, the palace lady bluntly replied: "No."

Her heart skipped a beat. Those romantic romances, poems and songs all said that pretty young ladies would blush whenever they saw their husband. However, no matter what she did, she couldn't make her blush like a girl? She

Is she still the princess who lives up to expectations?

However, the future prince-in-law is not the romantic Takutokuro either.

"He looks like a stupid goose," Foyou said to his enthusiastic father, "but he is very black and strong."

"How do you like it?"

Foyou thought to herself that if she likes someone, she must "stand up for someone", but she still misses her father's love and the mood of God's blessing, and she still remembers the unfinished Hanshu and the unfinished Journey to the West...

There are so many things worthy of her "Li Zhongxiao"!

So she chose the safest answer and said sweetly: "I like daddy."

Dad showed that familiar complex expression again, which was completely different from the pure joy he showed towards Yiyou, but generally it was good.

Foyou rarely resists Yiyou now. She has found a good position for herself: the eldest sister. So she will not be as fragile as Shenyou, and she will still be afraid of strange servants because of the nightmare she once had.

When you get close, you won't be worried like Yiyou. From time to time, you will hear the helpless coaxing of Fu's mother and ladies. She will accompany the ignorant brothers gently, comfort Yiyou and Shenyou, and she will even

When she couldn't bear it anymore, she gently reminded Madam Pan not to be stupid.

But how should she treat the "consort"? Everyone said that the one who was given the gift of "loyalty to serve the country" was the one whom his father trusted and favored the most, and was the handsome minister who whipped the golden man. Foyou thought, then his father probably also wanted her

Let's have a good time with this prince-in-law.

She read poems, and in Yan Xiang's poems it was written "I want to send colored paper with ruler elements". She also wanted to write ruler letters, and many people sent "rule letters" to her father. Foyou asked Pan, Empress Wu, and Empress Wu all

She was so shocked that she boldly asked her father, who agreed.

It’s better for her father, Foyou thought when she wrote the pen. She actually didn’t have much to say, so she concentrated for a long time and just briefly talked about the excitement of her father taking her three sisters outside the palace, and then asked Yue Yun to give it to her.

He talked about the war and his recent interesting stories. The first reply was sent together with his father’s secret letter. After Foyou read it, he showed it to his father. His father commented with great interest: “With his father.

It’s like a secret note.”

Gradually, Yue Yun seemed to let go, and the things he talked about became more and more trivial. Sometimes Foyou couldn't help but feel a little surprised and a little doubtful - is it true? Don't just talk to me.

?But it doesn't matter, the stupid Goose could only exchange his father's stick for a scolding. She knew this as soon as she asked her father, and the reply was that she didn't know.

Foyou knew that Yue Yun most wanted to go to the battlefield and, like his father, be able to carry a large brocade through the inner palace and cross the Imperial Street and return home.

She does not have the mood of "pitiful bones beside the river, just like a woman in a spring boudoir's dream", nor can she "repent of teaching her husband and looking for a title". Foyou has seen too many bones and witnessed too many deaths. God

You turned nightmares into years of introversion and kindness, and she turned nightmares into hatred, which was engraved in her bones stroke by stroke. The eldest lady, the eldest lady Jiang, the eldest sister... everyone is in their bones.

A trace of blood.

In the autumn of the ninth year of Jianyan's reign, Yu was determined to kill. His father left the capital again to fight in person. Yue Yun wrote a letter saying that he would join the army with his father to kill the Jin people.

Foyou wrote back and said, "Great kindness."

Tokyo quickly became cold, and news from far away came to the palace in confusion. The eldest mother and the empress were not allowed to go out to play in the palace. If you don't want to go, you can't go. Foyou read the Records of Emperor Guangwu to Shenyou, and read the biographies of Guo Ziyi, Shenyou

Foyou always hugged the stove and slowly fell asleep to her voice. Then Foyou would ask the palace attendants to take candles to the table. She would read until late into the night, then pick out the things she didn't understand and write letters.

Ask dad once, and ask Yue Yun again.

She was too busy with the war, so she didn't reply frequently. The first one was still in the frosty season in late autumn, and the second one had already passed the New Year's Eve. That was the first time Foyou had received such a long letter, and Yue Yun told her how he killed someone.

He told the enemy that when he handed over his troops and horses to Damashio according to Zhang's command, the golden man who stood in front of him was ignorant... Finally, he described to her in detail the power of the thunderous thunder that overturned a city that day.

Yue Yun wrote on the paper that they killed many Jin people and captured the family members of the Jin people's high officials.

Foyou couldn't remember how she replied later, but she remembered that when she finished writing, she suddenly realized that her eyes were so sore that she couldn't open them. She talked about the skinny eldest lady, the gentle Jiang lady, and those despairs.

The dead aunts and sisters, the scenes of corpses lying on the ground while trekking along the way, and those ferocious and bestial golden men. She didn’t know how much she described, but the reply she received was very brief.

Ying Xiang said, I will help you take revenge and went straight back to Yanjing.

There was no self-righteous person who thought she was ignorant and turned around to inquire about the situation of the noble lady in the north, nor did she sympathize with and comfort her as a suffering "weak girl", nor was she like the noble ladies who returned to the south who were sympathetic to each other.

Foyou felt happy. She wanted to cry and laugh at the letter. In the end, she found that she couldn't shed tears, but she was not sad or desperate.

After years of fear, Foyou finally felt at ease and happy. Finally, someone saw those things as just a blood feud that deserved revenge. Finally, someone allowed her to happily tell the story of the terrifying days and nights in her memory. Finally, someone

When she can speak freely, she doesn't have to worry about whether she will be disliked, whether she will be pitied, whether the eldest lady and eldest sister will be thought of with dirty and obscene thoughts. Those who caused the death of the eldest lady can finally

Realizing the fear and despair of the past, someone can finally take her place and set foot on her hometown in the North again, as the king's master conquers.

She finally dared to dream of the eldest lady and tell her happily: Daddy has come to take revenge, and Foyou has a lover.
Chapter completed!