Miss Fortune: Is the regent ready for today?

Chapter 126
Storybooks often say that three women are in a drama, not to mention two of them being love rivals?But now Nie Renxi saw the three of them sitting together peacefully, Wen Ting'er's expression was normal, and Yin Luo Mingfang was smiling, looking very harmonious!
Chi Ye said: "That Princess Ming Er is a good-tempered person. She won't notice Wen Ting'er's dislike for her. She will only think that Wen Ting'er is that kind of person who likes to put on a cold face. In fact, she doesn't like her in her heart. As fiery as Yin Luo."

Yu Ruyi nodded in agreement, thinking that Chi Ye's analysis was spot on, "Yes, my fourth sister is actually quite good. Even if she is unhappy, if others say nice things to her, she will not make that person unable to get off. Taiwan."

Nie Renxi said: "When I was young, I often heard my father say that people in this world want to keep something if they lack it. Since Miss Wen likes a gentle person like Meng Qingyue, she will not tear down someone who treats her gently. Is it because... the people in Xiangxi are not good to her? That’s why she developed such a character? "

Chi Ye looked at Nie Renxi and thought, why is Nie Renxi's IQ not online only when he is doing business?

Yu Ruyi sighed and nodded, "My fourth sister longs to be treated gently."

The three people in the pavilion chatted about these trivial matters. Mingfang smiled and asked Wen Ting'er about the customs of Xiangxi. Wen Ting'er even answered a few questions. After another time of burning incense, Wen Ting'er stood up and prepared to leave. Return to Xiangxi from Jiangnan.

Yu Ruyi and the others got off the Changlin Golden Pagoda, and Meng Qingyue and Yan Yan, who were processing news and intelligence in the backyard, also came to see them off.

Seven people stood side by side on the steps of Baiqi Villa, looking at the girl in blue and purple floral clothes leading her white horse towards the entrance of the village. Wen Ting'er looked back at them, Yin Luo and Ruyi in red clothes and golden lotus were smiling. Yu Ruyi in silver-patterned white clothes waved to her, the dignified young master in flower-embroidered dragon robes with a plain expression, Nie Renxi in blue clothes smiled at her, Yan Yao held her hand to see her off, and the gentle and quiet man she liked who was as bright as the moon Meng Qingyue, he smiled at her, that smile was as clear and free of impurities as when they first met.

Mingfang, who was dressed in goose-yellow clothes, also smiled at her with curved lips and waved goodbye. This scene stung Wen Ting'er's eyes again, and she turned her head, her eyes already red.

Why did she smile so kindly and innocently at herself?Why did she just get close to him in the pavilion?Mingfang asked her about the customs of western Hunan, and also said that he would find some medical secrets from the palace for Wen Ting'er to help her practice martial arts. Why was she so enthusiastic?

This made Wen Ting'er feel more and more that he was nothing.

Wen Ting'er shed a tear from the corner of her eyes, and then she heard Yu Ruyi shouting from behind -

"Fourth sister! Be careful on the road! If I miss you and go visit you, remember to help me find some valuable medicinal materials for me to bring back!"

Yin Luo also spoke, encouraging Wen Ting'er: "Didn't you say that you want to be the pioneer of the Wen family's dual cultivation of medicine and poison? Remember to practice hard! Maybe one day I will pass out with the forbidden technique again. In this huge world, except for You, no one can save me!"

She must be better than Wen Yi. She didn't say this half of the sentence, but Yin Luo knew that Wen Ting'er could understand it.

Nie Renxi pursed his lips and praised, "Miss Wen, you are very beautiful!" He looked like a slut.

On a normal day, Yu Ruyi would have laughed at him, but not today.

Meng Qingyue warned: "If the secret poison occurs, remember not to drink so much wine and take some Corydalis pills with sugar!"

It turned out that he still remembered, he still remembered the excruciating pain caused by her secret poison.

There was a smile in Mingfang's words, and she shouted softly: "Jianghu Wanli, Miss Ting'er, be careful on the road - we are destined to meet again!" Wen Ting'er burst into tears, she no longer turned around, and waved to them with her back. , leading the white horse out of the main entrance of Baiqi Villa.

She turned on her horse, and thinking about what Meng Qingyue said, tears almost filled her peach blossom eyes.

Wanli across the world, see you again by chance?The world is changing rapidly, and life and death are on the edge of a knife. Where can there be so many fates that bring people together?

She never wanted to come to Baiqi Villa again, never wanted to see Ming Fang, never wanted to see Meng Qingyue, never wanted to see the sunflower that even she loved, but was about to have the moon that she had longed for for a long time... let alone To myself who is as humble as withered grass.

They were born to shine brightly, but who did she count?What does it matter?She kept asking herself.

Wen Ting'er exerted force on her legs, raised her riding whip and headed straight for Xiangxi. Her scattered tears fell and scattered in the April breeze, and in a trance, the medicinal fragrance of Corydalis came to her.

Changlin Cliff, Baiqi Mountain, the six sons in the village take charge of the world.

This is what the Jianghu people said about their six sons, Chang Lin.

Wen Ting'er read it in her mind, and then she took a deep breath.

It was time to wake up from the sweet dream that had warmed her for many years.The moon is always out of reach, especially for a withered grass like her.

As the next talker of the Wen family and the alluring genius Gu girl, she should integrate into this turbulent world.

The fourteen states in Daliang are all land with mountains, and Lingzhou, where the mob rebellion took place, is one of them.

Lingzhou is far in the northwest, surrounded by mountains. It is in a low valley and has steep terrain. It is arid and has little rain. Only white snow falls in winter, adding some new color to the desolation and decay, but it is also accompanied by extreme cold.

Since the founding of Daliang, there has been little life in Lingzhou for a hundred years. There are only some people who have lived and settled in the city for their ancestors. The middle-aged men are willing to leave the city to work elsewhere to earn money, while women, children and the elderly stay in the city to embroider and go to the mountains. Cutting wood in exchange for food and clothing. As the saying goes, people who rely on mountains and mountains rely on water to eat. The people in Lingzhou City are typical of the former.This kind of life lasted for decades, and the mountains supported thousands of families in the city. Although the people worked hard, they did not feel tired because they gained something from their work.The outside world is unfamiliar to them. When they wake up and walk out of their homes every day, what they see is the ten-mile stretch of mountains, rocks and lush forests. The quiet atmosphere makes the days slow and peaceful. They may not be rich, but they can thrive and continue to inherit the traditions passed down from their ancestors. Incense.

But even such an ordinary life came to an end very quickly.

Sixteen years ago, there was a severe drought in Liangbei. The cicadas were wheezing and the thunder was dry. The sun was high, the rivers were dry, the wells were dry, and the land was nine thousand miles away.The old and the weak could not bear to travel far away, and the poor and the widowed were alone in the water. The gods suddenly sent this disaster, which aroused the complaints of the people in the northern border.The Northeast is not bad, because there is Haiyan Mountain connected to Beiliao. The wind, snow, and ice are thick, and the scorching sun turns them into rivers. I can barely survive by drinking water. If I go up the mountain to hunt some wild game for cooking, I can still survive. .But the northwest is completely in ruins. The mountains in the northwest are loess and white mist, blocking the outside world from seeing and hearing. The old, weak, women and children trapped in the mountains and some of the strong men who stayed in the mountains have seen the ground dry and cracked and the green seedlings withered since the sowing in the spring. By mid-summer, the mountains are flourishing. The forest gradually lost its vitality, and animals on the mountains died suddenly on the wild slopes. In the autumn moon, the entire northwest was deserted, especially in Lingzhou.

(End of this chapter)