When Chun Yuling left, Feng Yuheng personally saw her off in an ordinary carriage, but there were countless secret guards following in order to ensure Chun Yuling's safety along the way.
Feng Yuheng was sincere in protecting Chun Yuling, but she was also sincere in wanting to lure Bu Cong out. Around them, the Sixth Prince Xuan Tianfeng also deployed a large number of troops, preparing to intercept Zong Sui's forces in one fell swoop.
Chun Yuling felt very complicated at this moment. On the one hand, she was eager to go to the South Realm and see Yao's tomb. It seemed that only by going to that tomb could she find the connection between her and her former self. But on the other hand, she was also thinking about Bu Cong. A day of marriage is a hundred days of grace. At least for this marriage, Bu Cong was loyal and treated her well. She also remembered that when she was very young, someone from the Bu family came to Feng Mansion to make an appointment. It was because little Bu Cong fell in love with her and insisted on marrying her. Even though she was already engaged to the Ninth Prince, Bu Cong was still so persistent.
She asked Feng Yuheng: "If one day Dashun and Zong Sui go to war on a large scale, and if my husband falls into your hands, can you... spare his life?"
Feng Yuheng smiled and told her: "Two armies are fighting, how can I, a woman, have the final say? I will not go to the battlefield this time, so I have no right to interfere in the men's affairs. Listen to me, between the past and the present, you can only have one choice in the end. If you choose the past, you will go to the South Realm, guard the mausoleum for your mother after learning the truth, and live your new life in the South Realm. I will definitely keep you safe for the rest of your life. If you choose the present, forget your past identity, and devote yourself to being the eldest daughter of the Chunyu family and the wife of Bu Cong. Never mention the past again, because once you mention it, it will not only destroy me, but also yourself, Bu Cong, and everyone in the Chunyu family. Think about it carefully!"
"Don't think about it." Chun Yuling smiled bitterly and shook her head, "I choose the past, I must choose the past. For so many years, I have only lived for the past. Only those things and people in the past are the foundation that supports me to live. Without the past, I am no different from a walking corpse." She looked at Feng Yuheng and said lightly: "As for Bu Cong, if you are willing to help me again, then let him go! If you don't want to, it's okay. After all, he lives for the Bu family, not for me. All this is fate. I can't get rid of it, and neither can he."
Chun Yuling and Feng Yuheng, one sitting in the carriage and the other riding on a horse. Chun Yuling lifted the curtain to talk to Feng Yuheng, her face still indifferent, exactly the same as the second daughter of the Feng family many years ago. She said: "Newborn Feng Yuheng, goodbye, I may never come back, please take good care of Zirui, that is the only thing I care about. Also, thank you for letting the Feng family fall, thank you for letting the Yao family come back, I am leaving, you can send me here!" She lowered the curtain and said to the carriage: "Let's go! Let's try to walk as fast as possible."
Feng Yuheng watched the carriage go away, raised her hand, and the secret guards who were secretly protecting her from behind also followed quietly. For a moment, she was the only one left there, and even Wangchuan Huangquan was left in her mansion.
Seeing Chun Yuling's carriage going further and further away, Feng Yuheng spoke, whispering softly, "I'm sorry, I can't let Bu Cong go. If I were more ruthless, I should have eradicated you as well, so that there would be no more trouble. Unfortunately, I can't, I don't have such a cruel heart. Go to the South Realm and live a good life! I can ensure that you will be safe and well-fed for the rest of your life. If you want, you can get married and have children there. But from now on, everything in Zong Sui and everything in Dashun Kyoto will have nothing to do with you. I am Feng Yuheng, the only Feng Yuheng."
After she finished speaking, she calmly withdrew her gaze. The heart that had been frightened for a long time finally calmed down. The crazy emotions were gone, and clarity returned to her eyes. She looked as sharp as a leopard.
But she raised her lips slightly, tilted her head slightly, and stared at a place with a cold gaze like a knife. Then she snorted coldly and said, "How long are you going to keep watching, little thief hiding behind the tree?" As soon as she finished speaking, she pulled the reins and pulled off an iron button. She used it as a hidden weapon and hit the place where the person was hiding.
Feng Yuheng was not very good at throwing hidden weapons, but this iron button strike had some power, but the accuracy was terrible, and it was not just off by a little bit, which made the thief laugh.
"Princess Yu's archery skills are perfect, but I didn't expect her to be so poor at using hidden weapons." A bird chirped and flew up at the sound. A figure flashed out from behind the tree and appeared in front of Feng Yuheng in a few flashes. The distance between the two was five steps. If the person coming was not Bu Cong, who else could it be?
"Bu Cong, long time no see." Feng Yuheng waved at him, then seemed to remember something and changed his words: "No, it's not a long time no see. Didn't you disguise yourself as a blue-robed scholar and go out on the street to scare me a few days ago!"
"Yeah." Bu Cong nodded and agreed readily, "It seems that Princess Yu was scared to death at that time! How come you recovered so quickly? The people and things that made you care so much and almost turned the capital upside down, are you not afraid now?" Bu Cong looked at Feng Yuheng, trying to find out the truth in her eyes, trying to see the panic hidden under her calmness.
Unfortunately, he couldn't see anything. This woman seemed to have returned to the way she was many years ago, not caring about anything and having the confidence to be obsessed with everything. As he watched, he almost began to doubt himself. Could it be that everything Feng Yuheng had shown during this period was a false appearance?
Feng Yuheng looked at him, and the smile on her lips was almost exactly the same as Xuan Tianming's. After so many years, the two of them looked more and more like a couple. Their every move, every glance, every lip movement, were simply the same to the extreme. She looked at Bu Cong and asked him back: "Should I be scared? Should I still act like I'm so scared by your lies that I can't stand still and can't sleep at night? Bu Cong, don't be silly, people always have to grow up, and always know when to behave in what state. You think you have the world in your hands, but what's the result? Aren't you showing up in my plan now? Standing in front of me obediently? Bu Cong, your so-called secrets, the world you control, are just a joke to me, nothing more."
Is this a joke? Bu Cong was also in a trance when he looked at the woman in front of him. If Feng Yuheng's performance during this period was all fake, and it was all to lure him out at such a moment, even if he had made arrangements in secret, his arrangements were nothing compared to Feng Yuheng's. The people of Dashun could kill them, and now he was already a sheep in the tiger's mouth.
In the critical moment, Bu Cong laughed out loud. He pointed at Feng Yuheng and said loudly, "Where did the ghost come from? It took over the body of the second young lady of the Feng family?"
Feng Yuheng looked at him with a smile, as if he had heard the funniest joke. He asked Bu Cong in return, "I have been schemed against by Dashun for many years. How come, now that the truth is about to be revealed, I don't have the courage to face it?"
Bu Cong was puzzled, "You are a demon, a ghost, and you are so eloquent!"
"No." Feng Yuheng shook his head. "You just don't want to face the truth. You acted based on your unrealistic guesses. It's really unfair to your subordinates in Zong Sui. Bu Cong, you were wrong from the beginning to the end."
"I'm right!" Bu Cong said loudly: "Ms. Chunyu of Zong Sui is the real Feng Yuheng! And you are just a ghost who invaded someone else's body!"
"Who would believe it?" Feng Yuheng laughed loudly, "Bu Cong, why don't I tell you the truth today? After you listen to it, think carefully about what is going on." She smiled and told Bu Cong a story that she had been thinking about for five days, and also told it to everyone hiding in the dark today. She said, "Ms. Chunyu Ling, the eldest daughter of Chunyu General's Mansion in Zong Sui, died unexpectedly many years ago. The one who is still alive is just a spy planted by Duanmu Anguo in Zong Sui. She is Duanmu Anguo's daughter, and later married you, but Duanmu Anguo wanted to use her to control you. You see, everything you are doing now is what Duanmu Anguo wanted: being an enemy of Dashun, returning to the capital to kill me, and doing your best to help Zong Sui, these are all the results he wanted. Bu Cong, you finally fell into someone else's trap, and Duanmu Anguo was the smartest. He knew that you had proposed marriage to the Feng family when you were young, and he always had some obsession with me in his heart. Don't you think so?"
Bu Cong was stunned for a moment, and the facts he had originally believed in were overturned by Feng Yuheng. The original ghost theory turned into a conspiracy theory. Although he always felt that everything Feng Yuheng said was too far-fetched, he just couldn't get over it for a while, and his speculation about this conspiracy slowly turned into certainty.
Yes! Where did the ghosts come from? How could there be such an outrageous thing as reincarnation in this world? Duanmu Anguo was an enemy of Dashun and had a great hatred for Feng Yuheng. He had studied her for many years and naturally knew everything about Feng Yuheng. So he created this illusion to let himself jump into the circle he designed. Step by step, he used a fake Chun Yuling to stop him and make him believe more and more in reincarnation. So he took Chun Yuling back to the capital of Dashun and dealt a fatal blow to Feng Yuheng from another side. This blow almost made Feng Yuheng collapse, but in the end, he still couldn't beat this woman.
The real Chun Yuling died in the horse-falling incident many years ago, right? Or... No! Bu Cong was startled. No, no! When Chun Yuling fell from the horse, Duanmu Anguo had not yet fallen out with Dashun, and he did not know Feng Yuheng. Feng Yuheng had just returned to Beijing from the northwest, and everything had just begun. She did not show any difference. How could she have caught Duanmu Anguo's eye? How could Duanmu Anguo have played this scene from that time on and given the pretender the same memories as the second daughter of the Feng family?
Bu Cong got goose bumps all over his body. He looked at Feng Yuheng with his eyes wide open and pointed at her, wanting to say that all this was a scam! It had nothing to do with Duanmu Anguo, she was just a ghost!
Unfortunately, he will never be able to say this! Feng Yuheng was holding a strange black object in his hand, and the black hole was facing his brow. Just when Bu Cong opened his mouth to speak, a "bang" sounded, and a bloody hole suddenly opened between his eyebrows...
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