She went and came back

After all matters in the hall were communicated, everyone left the court.

Emperor Ningbei suddenly called out to Feng Chenyu.

"Deputy Envoy Feng, please stay."

Minister Sun left first.

Feng Chenyu looked back in confusion, and Emperor Ningbei slowly walked towards him.

"Why is your follower gone?"

While Fuyao was talking to Princess Xisa, Emperor Ningbei, Yu Chuang, guards, Feng Chenyu and others hurried in.

"You and your daughter finally met."

Emperor Ningbei looked at Fuyao beside Princess Xisa, and then his face darkened.

"Someone come."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Chenyu hurried forward and blocked Fuyao and Princess Xisa behind him.

At this time, a group of guards surrounded them.

Emperor Ningbei chuckled.

"How come Deputy Envoy Feng just said that he wanted to support us and fight the enemy together?

Why are you changing your mind after just a moment?!"

Feng Chenyu said with a serious face,

“In the hall, I am the deputy envoy representing the country.

Now I am just Feng Chenyu, representing only myself.

I hope the Emperor won't make things difficult for Fuyao and the others."

"This is the jade hairpin you wanted."

Princess Caesar threw the jade hairpin in her hand onto the table.

"I am very grateful that you have served my father so well. Although you have taken his throne, I no longer blame you.

Because it doesn’t matter who the monarch of this country is, what matters is that the people can live and work in peace.

So, please let Fuyao go, you will still be the emperor of this country."

As soon as she finished speaking, before anyone could react, she bit her tongue and committed suicide.

Seeing blood gushing out of her mouth, Fuyao hurriedly hugged her in his arms and kept shouting,

"Mother."

Her sad eyes were filled with tears and her cheeks were pale from crying.

"Cesar."

Emperor Ningbei, who had always admired Princess Xisa, looked at her anxiously, his eyes turning red.

"Imperial Physician, Imperial Physician!"

He never expected that she would use such a decisive way to make him let go of Fu Yao.

Fuyao lay in the inn for a whole day. Whenever he thought of Princess Xisa falling in front of him, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

She knew that her mother chose to end her life for her.

Once again, she cried silently.

The door of the room was pushed open and Feng Chenyu walked in.

Fuyao was still lying there, tears streaming down her face.

"Fuyao."

He called softly and came to the bed.

"I know it's useless to say anything now, but I think both Princess Xisa and Madam Tong hope that you will live well."

After packing up everything, it was time for the group to return.

Along the way, Feng Chenyu silently paid attention to Fu Yao's condition. She just rode the horse quietly and hardly spoke.

Seeing her like this, he felt bad.

Ever since leaving Ningbei, he had always wanted to ask her what her next plans were, but he found that he had no reason to ask.

They have been traveling for more than a month and should reach Yu'an in a few days.

At noon that day, a sudden heavy rain brought a hint of coolness to the scorching weather.

There happened to be a store at the intersection, so the group stopped to take shelter from the rain.

When the shopkeeper saw how they were dressed, he knew that they were government officials, so he naturally busied himself with them.

Fuyao, who was having dinner at the moment, suddenly spoke,

"Where are we?"

Feng Chenyu turned his head and looked at her.

"We'll be arriving in southern Shanxi soon."

Ma Sui replied.

"oh."

After responding, Fuyao lowered his head and stopped talking.

The rain came and went quickly, and after the meal, the group planned to set off.

The closer I get to Yu'an, the stronger my desire to return home becomes.

When everyone was ready, Feng Chenyu came to Fuyao.

Before he could speak, Fuyao glanced up at him and then quickly lowered her eyes.

"From now on, I will not go with you."

Feng Chenyu's originally bright eyes instantly dimmed. He opened his mouth and said only one sentence, "Take care."

Then Fuyao turned around decisively and mounted the horse.

Looking at her figure walking away and listening to the sound of distant horse hooves, Feng Chenyu suddenly wished she could look back at him.

Even if it's just a glance, he will chase after her regardless of everything.

But she didn't, and at that moment, his heart was empty.

Riding a horse, Fuyao walked aimlessly.

She knew that she and Feng Chenyu were from different worlds, and everyone would eventually go their separate ways.

Suddenly she looked up at the sky, and for a moment she didn't know where her way home was.

As soon as they arrived in southern Shanxi, the group entered the post station.

Feng Chenyu stood quietly in the yard, wondering where Fuyao had gone.

Did you eat well?

Is the resting place safe?

His mind was filled with the warm scenes of the two of them getting along these days.

After being apart for just a while, he began to miss her madly.

This feeling made him feel like dying.

"Young Master."

Feng Chenyu turned around and saw Ma Su standing behind him.

"I just heard from the postmaster that our battle with Xindong is over.

We won, but the general and the eldest son died on the battlefield, martyred for their country."

Ma Sui lowered his head and his voice became smaller and smaller.

"What did you say?"

Hearing this news, Feng Chenyu felt like he was hit by a hammer.

"The postmaster said that General Qi passed by here two days ago with the cenotaphs of the general and the eldest son."

Hearing this, Feng Chenyu staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"Why don't we have any news?"

He shouted with red eyes.

Ma Sui hurried forward to support him and sobbed.

"The news was passed directly from Xindong to Yu'an."

Before he could finish, Feng Chenyu staggered and hurriedly mounted his horse and quickly left the post station.

Just leave a sentence,

"I'll go back first, you clean up the mess."

Before dark, Fuyao entered an inn.

The waiter took her to the guest room, and she heard several people talking in low voices in the stairwell.

"I heard that the battle with Xindong is over and we won."

"Yes, we did win, but I heard the general died in the battle. What a pity!"

Xindong?

General?

Fuyao, who was walking up the stairs, suddenly stopped, turned around and asked,

"The great general you are talking about is the one who seals the great general?"

The man turned around and looked at her unhappily.

"Otherwise, how many more generals are there?"

Fuyao was in a hurry and stepped forward to grab his collar.

"You said he died in battle?"

"I also heard it from someone. The news just came in a few days ago."

Seeing this, the man quickly replied.

He gently let go of Fuyao's hand and slowly followed the waiter upstairs.

Seeing her sad look, the waiter couldn't help but sigh,

“Thanks to the Feng family army stationed at the border these years, we have been kept safe and free from the suffering of war.

I just didn’t expect it!”

Fuyao stood by the window in the room, looking at the dark night outside, feeling deeply moved.

Although she had never met General Feng, she had always heard about his deeds.

How is he brave?

How to defend the country?

Unexpectedly, he died in battle at the age of old.

When I think of this, I feel sad.

Suddenly she thought of Feng Chenyu again. He must love his father very much.

Everyone else felt very sorry and sad when they heard the news, let alone Feng Chenyu, who must have been extremely grief-stricken.

Then, Fuyao's heart began to ache.

Feng Chenyu rode non-stop day and night to return to the general's mansion and as soon as he arrived at the door, he saw a white lantern hanging outside.

He jumped off his horse and ran into the door.

As soon as I entered the yard, I saw two coffins parked in the lobby.

In an instant, it was as if all his strength was drained away, and he suddenly fell to the ground.

Everyone rushed forward to help.

"Second Young Master, I'm so sorry."

At this moment, Feng Chenyu was kneeling on the ground weakly, crying uncontrollably.

He originally thought it was a misunderstanding, and thought his father and brother were indestructible!

The entire general's mansion was filled with crying.

In the bedroom, ever since the news of General Feng and the eldest son's death came, Mrs. Feng has been vomiting blood and lying in bed.

Just as the palace was immersed in sorrow, His Majesty's eunuch Han Qing arrived with His Majesty's imperial edict.

"The imperial edict has arrived."

Feng Chenyu, dressed in mourning clothes, stood up and knelt in the courtyard.

"I have received your command and, in recognition of the Feng family's contributions to the court, I hereby posthumously confer the title of Prince Yi on Feng Yin, the posthumous title of Zhonglie, and the title of Yijielang on Feng Chenlang.

Therefore, I hereby issue this edict, and I hope you will be aware of it."

Han Qing had just finished reading the imperial edict when Feng Chenyu knelt on the ground, taking it with both hands, his voice trembling.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Eunuch Han handed him the imperial edict and whispered,

"The imperial concubine asks you to accept your condolences."

The streets of Yu'an are crowded with cars.

Feng Chenyu and Feng Chennian, who were keeping vigil in the hall, saw Aunt Wu running towards them in a panic.

"My lady is in trouble."

Hearing this, the two of them quickly got up and went to Madam Feng's room.

At this time, she was lying flat on the bed, but she had stopped breathing. The cuts on her wrists told everyone what had happened.

"Mother."

Feng Chennian yelled and lay on the bed crying.

Feng Chenyu stood silently beside the bed, tears streaming down his face.

In just a few days, three people passed away in succession in the once bustling general's mansion, and the servants were in tears.

Fuyao, who had originally left in the opposite direction, was now walking on the streets of Yu'an with a horse.

After hearing about the Feng family, she became worried and finally decided to come to Yu'an to take a look.

She looked carefully at both sides of the street and found it was indeed more prosperous and lively than Ganzhou.

This is where Feng Chenyu grew up. She couldn't help but feel a warm feeling flowing through her heart, but she didn't know how he was doing now.

Suddenly she heard a woman's cry for help. She looked up and saw several men harassing two women not far away, but no passers-by came to help.

Fuyao couldn't help but feel furious. Even the emperor was so rampant!

Then he stepped forward and kicked the man who was pulling the woman's hand to the ground.

“Who are you?

How dare you treat me like this."

Although the man fell to the ground, his momentum remained undiminished.

"Humph, it doesn't matter who I am, except that I specialize in beating up scoundrels."

Before Fuyao could finish her words, several other men attacked her.

But they were all good-for-nothings and were knocked to the ground by her in a few short blows.

Seeing that they were no match for her, several people stood up and fled in a hurry.

"Thank you for your help, sir."

The rescued woman came forward to express her gratitude.

Fuyao waved his hands hurriedly,

"It's just a piece of cake."

Then he led the horse away.

In the inn, Fuyao was pondering whether it would be impolite to go directly to the general's mansion.

She also knew that not everyone could visit a mansion like this.

Moreover, there seemed to be no reasonable reason for him to meet Feng Chenyu in this way.

Or you can try to find Brother Shao and get some information from him.

She only knew that Shao Hansu was the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, but she didn't know where he lived exactly.

So, I can only try my luck at the entrance of Dali Temple.

Finally finding out the location of the Dali Temple, she went to wait by the roadside at the door early in the morning.

But after several days, I didn't meet Shao Hansu.

On the third day, she became a little anxious. Looking at the guard at the door from afar, she decided to go forward and give it a try.

"Excuse me, is Doctor Shao Hansu here?"

She spoke carefully.

The two men standing at the door glanced down at her, and one of them said seriously,

"The Dali Temple is an important place, no outsiders are allowed to stay there."

Fuyao hurriedly took out some copper coins from her eggplant bag and handed them over.

The man reached out and took it.

"Doctor Shao hasn't been to the Dali Temple recently. I heard he's out on some business."

Hearing the words "going out", Fuyao's heart sank.

"Do you know when he will be back?"

"That's unknown."

The man spoke lazily.