In March, the spring breeze penetrates into the bones.
Wei Zhaoguo, Prince Yong's Palace.
The falling pear blossoms were like snow, and the courtyard gate was closed tightly.
Under the pear tree, a tall and graceful man was sitting in a wheelchair.
He was dressed in a dark black robe, with a perfectly defined jawline visible from under the mask.
One can’t help but imagine what kind of stunning face is underneath the mask.
His legs had atrophied from years of not walking, and his trouser legs were empty.
But the aura around him was still sharp, like an unsheathed sword, hiding its edge.
"Your Majesty, there is a letter from the prince."
A servant in plain clothes ran in with his head lowered.
The man stretched out his pale, slender hand, took the letter and unfolded it.
After reading it, his originally calm dark pupils revealed some hidden pain.
"Get some paper and pen."
The servant turned and left.
Prince Yong stroked his chest, the sadness in his eyes was like a long river flowing backwards, sweeping away the bright spring light in the room.
"Beijiang...it's been fifteen years. Are you okay?"
When the servant came back, he returned to his calm self.
As quiet as a painting.
Deepest condolences.
After the servant took the letter, he lowered his head and walked away.
Only after he walked out of the yard did he dare to sigh and reveal a look of heartache.
Who could have imagined that this man was so decadent.
Is he their Wei Zhao, the most talented god of war who could compose poems at the age of three, practice swordplay at the age of seven, and was proficient in both civil and military strategies?
Among the seven kingdoms, who would mention King Yong of Wei Zhao without calling him a stunning genius?
But now, he is disfigured, disabled, without a wife or children, and alone.
Who among the people of Wei Zhao would not feel sad and regretful?
If Prince Yong had not been disfigured and disabled, the current crown prince would be no match for him.
The servant shook his head and disappeared into the spring scenery of the courtyard.
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Outside Jincheng City.
Although the moon was already high in the sky, the people were still enthusiastic.
Xie Ling couldn't leave even if she wanted to, and she and Yu Yichou were busy as dogs.
In order to maintain her ethereal demeanor, she quietly placed a small blower underneath to blow up her wide embroidered robe.
You know what, it really feels like heaven.
There was still one box of this batch of pills left, and she planned to distribute it all before leaving.
At this moment, she suddenly heard a familiar voice in the bustling crowd.
"My Lady Goddess! Can you help me see if the baby in my belly is a girl or a boy?"
Xie Ling raised her eyebrows. Oh, isn’t this Liu Rouhan?
Why wasn't she left in Qingyun Mountain with the second wife?
Xie Ling raised her voice, afraid that she would recognize her, and said, "Stretch out your hand."
Liu Rouhan cautiously extended her hand under the excited gazes of the people around her.
She was two and a half months pregnant, and she got pregnant on the road of exile!
The pulse could not reveal the sex of the fetus. Xie Ling was afraid that she would abort the baby if she knew it was a girl, so she said, "It's a boy."
Liu Rouhan was overjoyed and said excitedly, "With the words of the goddess, I will definitely be blessed with a boy! Can the goddess give me a magical object to let me get some of the divine power?"
After saying that, she just stood there and refused to move, occupying the seat in front of Xie Ling.
The people behind him couldn't get in to get the medicine.
Someone has already pointed at her and cursed her.
But she was completely unaware of it, and was so thick-skinned that it was outrageous, as if she would not leave unless Xie Ling gave her what she wanted.
Xie Ling frowned and bent down pretending to look for something.
In fact, I pulled out a chicken feather from the sole of my shoe that had accidentally gotten on my shoe while walking today.
The mysterious man said, "This is a phoenix feather. It will surely bring you great fortune. Go ahead and don't block the way for those behind you."
There was some chicken manure and dirt on the chicken feathers.
Liu Rouhan's face was anxious. She snatched the "Phoenix Feather" with excitement in her eyes, and hid it in her lapel as if it were a treasure.
He left without even saying thank you.
In the distance, Gu Wei and Xu Xingzhi stood under a big tree, looking over here.
Xu Xingzhi's face was a little solemn, "Prince, what do you think of this goddess who suddenly appeared?"
Gu Wei looked at the figure who was dressed exactly the same as in Baishui Town, and a smile appeared on his lips.
Someone who doesn't even change his clothes.
His narrow peach blossom eyes curved into a beautiful arc, "Of course it's the true goddess who brings hope to the world. Let's go and join in the fun."
The two waited in line for half a day before they got to the goddess.
After taking the pill from the goddess, Gu Wei did not rush to leave.
He asked, "Lady Goddess, can you tell my fortune for me?"
The man's voice was cool, deep and very recognizable.
Xie Ling's wrist trembled slightly.
Is it Gu Wei! ?
She whispered, "Please speak."
The moonlight was clear, contrasting with Gu Wei's sky-blue robe.
He said gently: "Calculate whether my wife and I can grow old together and be together for the rest of our lives."
Xie Ling was stunned.
How should she answer this...
For the sake of her image as a goddess, of course she had to say good things.
But it’s really shameful!
Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, Gu Wei hummed lightly to express his confusion.
Xie Ling gnashed her teeth and said, "My dear, you will live happily with your wife till old age."
Gu Wei raised his eyebrows and revealed a clear and gentle smile. His eyes, hidden under his long raven-feather eyelashes, curved into crescents, and for a moment they were as pure as ice and jade, as if a banished immortal had descended to the earth.
Many women around were stunned.
Gu Wei said with a smile, "Thank you for the blessing, goddess. I believe it will come true."
When Xie Ling returned to the inn, Gu Wei had already fallen asleep, sleeping soundly on the bed.
Xie Ling quietly walked to the bed and lay down.
Looking from the side, Gu Wei seemed to be sleeping soundly.
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