Previous life
Fu Huaiying glanced at him sideways, raised her hand and gently stroked him, "Huang Li..."
Chen Huanli looked back, the tears in his eyes had not yet faded. He turned to look at Fu Huaiying, his eyes blurred with tears, and suddenly, he threw himself into her arms.
Fu Huaiying was slightly stunned, but did not push him away. She just sighed and patted his back with a hint of comfort.
"Teacher... I'm scared..." He cried, "I'm scared... If I can't do it... If I..."
Fu Huaiying held him in her arms and comforted him softly, "You can do it, Huanli. Your grandfather was the late crown prince. The late crown prince was benevolent and virtuous, and had a great reputation. He was the best candidate for the throne in the eyes of the late emperor. We are of the same bloodline, Huanli. You are no worse than anyone else."
Chen Huanli leaned in his teacher's arms, tears streaming down his face.
Fu Huaiying hugged him and suddenly realized that Chen Huanli could not always be under their wings. He had to learn to go out. He needed political achievements. Otherwise, His Majesty would not pass the position to him no matter what.
Suddenly, Da Hu's voice came from outside, "Girl, sit down!"
Fu Huaiying immediately became alert, "What happened?"
"Someone is chasing us."
Fu Huaiying's face turned stern, and she squatted down, holding Chen Huanli in her arms.
The carriage sped up and Fu Huaiying became a little unstable and swayed. She immediately lowered her head and pressed down Chen Huanli's raised head.
Just as the two men lowered their heads, an arrow pierced the carriage and landed beside Chen Huanli. Fu Huaiying felt that something was wrong.
"Huanli, follow Dahu out later. Run forward and don't look back. Do you understand?"
"What about you?" His voice was urgent. "Where are you going?"
"Let's run separately, and I'll lead them away."
Chen Huanli grabbed her hand and shook his head desperately, "No... No..."
He remembered that when he was young, his father asked his mother to carry him and run, and they split up into two groups. In order to save him, his mother left him alone in a water tank. Later, neither of them survived.
Fu Huaiying calmly pulled his hand away and lifted the car curtain, "Da Hu, take Huan Li away, quickly!"
Da Hu nodded, pulled Chen Huanli from Fu Huaiying's hands and put him in front of her. Fu Huaiying immediately jumped onto another horse. Seeing her sit down, Da Hu immediately drew his sword and cut off the crossbar.
The two horses separated and ran in different directions. Fu Huaiying didn't know how to ride a horse, so she could only pull the reins by instinct. When she felt the horses catching up from behind, she gritted her teeth, pulled out her hairpin, and stabbed it into the horse's body.
The horse was frightened and immediately sped up, running forward uncontrollably, and in a moment it had shaken off the pursuers behind it.
Fu Huaiying lay on the horse, and arrows from behind kept flying past her. One arrow pierced the horse, and the horse neighed and slowed down a little.
Fu Huaiying knew something was wrong, so he sat up, pulled the reins, and ran into the forest.
She knew there was a cliff ahead, but she was not afraid. When she was a child, Fu Huairou tricked her here and pushed her down. But there was a small platform under the cliff with a cave inside where she could take shelter temporarily.
After deciding on a good spot, Fu Huaiying tightened the reins, and when she was almost there, she jumped off the horse and rolled twice. The moment she fell off the cliff, she grabbed a vine beside her and used the force to roll into the cave.
The moment she entered, her horse also fell off the cliff and into the water below.
She was exhausted and could barely stand. She didn't know where she had hit her head and it hurt a lot.
On the cliff, several people squatted on it, leaning over to look down, "Where's the person? Did he fall down?"
"How can I get through this?"
"It's okay. There's water underneath. If we keep searching, we'll find it eventually. We have to bring it back, dead or alive. But there's still one..."
"They went after them."
"Let's go down and take a look."
Fu Huaiying breathed a sigh of relief after hearing that they had left. She walked inside holding onto the wall. Her body was covered with scratches and the blood on her head had not stopped. Even without the bronze mirror, one could tell how miserable she looked.
Not long after walking in, Fu Huaiying finally couldn't hold on any longer. She slowly sat down against the wall, closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Da Hu took Chen Huanli and hid here and there, and circled around several forests before they finally got rid of him.
She was panting and rushed to the Marquis' Mansion without stopping for a moment. She dismounted with Chen Huanli in her arms, and before she could call anyone to inform them, she saw Lin Yan'an coming out.
When he saw Da Hu, he was a little surprised. He should be outside the palace at this time, so why did he come here?
"Why are you here? Where's Huaiying?"
Da Hu pushed Chen Huanli over and said, "We were attacked on the road. The girl and we split up and led the assassin away. The girl went to the old forest."
Lin Yan'an's face changed in an instant. He grabbed the reins, jumped on the horse without saying a word, and left.
He rushed all the way to the old forest and followed the messy footprints on the ground until he saw a few drops of blood on the edge of the cliff...
Lin Yan'an dismounted, his hands shaking uncontrollably, and he could barely stand. He rushed to the edge of the cliff, the surging river below irritating his eyes...
At this height... even if there is water...
He stood up, wiped his tears, picked up his sword, mounted his horse again, and planned to go downstairs to look for it, but suddenly he caught a glimpse of the jade pendant thrown aside. It was the one he gave to Huaiying.
Lin Yan'an's mind was in turmoil. He immediately rushed over and picked up the jade pendant. It was not damaged, as if it had been thrown there on purpose.
Suddenly an outrageous idea came to his mind. He walked forward and saw a vine on the cliff wall.
Without hesitation, Lin Yan'an jumped down and slid down holding the vines. As expected, he saw a cave.
Lin Yan'an jumped in, shaking the vines, and ran inside quickly.
Seeing Fu Huaiying covered in wounds in the deepest part of the cave, Lin Yan'an relaxed, knelt on the ground and cried with joy.
He always carries some wound medicine on him, which Huaiying had given him earlier. He was reluctant to use it. Fortunately, he was reluctant to use it before...
After treating the wounds on her body and face, Lin Yan'an picked her up with one hand and walked out. He held Fu Huaiying in one hand and held the vines with the other hand. He stepped on the mountain wall and used the force to climb up the cliff.
Fu Huaiying felt like she had had a very long dream. She was sitting in a dark prison. The straw on the ground was wet. The sounds of the jailers drinking and making noise outside kept coming into her ears.
Suddenly, a man came and opened the door.
Fu Huaiying raised her eyes and saw Ji Yuan.
He seemed to not know her at all. "Please come in, Madam Dingbei. His Majesty wishes to see you."
Fu Huaiying was a little dazed, but still followed him forward. After leaving the imperial prison, the glaring sunlight made her eyes hurt.
After walking around the long palace wall, she saw the familiar palace gate, which was Chongyang Palace.
The palace still had the familiar decoration. Emperor Huanyu sat high on the dragon throne, glaring at her.
She saw herself kneeling down and performing a standard formal ceremony, "Your Majesty, your humble servant pays respects."
Emperor Huanyu stood up and went down the stairs, but did not let her get up. He stood in front of Fu Huaiying and looked down at her.
"Fu Huaiying, do you know that patricide is a capital crime?"
She heard her own cold voice, "Your Majesty should have known that this day would come sooner or later."
"You are quite clever, just like your grandfather."
Fu Huaiying raised his head and looked directly at the emperor. "Which grandfather are you talking about, Your Majesty?"
Emperor Huanyu laughed, "You look a lot like Qiao Shulin."
"Fu Huaiying" did not answer, but just knelt there quietly.
Emperor Huanyu turned sideways, looking at the painting hanging in the hall. "You know, I used to really treat my teacher like a father. My father favored my brother. Everyone in the world knew he was virtuous and the best candidate for the next emperor. Everyone favored him, but my teacher was different. He treated us all equally and even treated me better."
"Fu Huaiying" followed his gaze and saw that it was Qiao Shulin's painting.
"But Your Majesty, you still killed him. You killed your brother and your father, and you also killed your most respected teacher. Now you sit firmly on the throne, and the world belongs to you. Are you happy?"
Emperor Huanyu stepped forward and stroked the painting, not answering her question. "My teacher was so kind to me. He had no sons, so he raised my brother and me as his own. He taught my brother to be a wise ruler, and he held our hands, asking me to assist my brother and create a prosperous era."
His voice was steady, as if he had no emotion at all. "But why should I assist you? I am no worse than my brother. Why can't I sit on the throne?"
"So you killed everyone who stood in your way. The former crown prince and my grandfather were defenseless against you, and you killed them easily. You even spared my mother specifically, just to see what a woman who inherited all his knowledge could do."
Emperor Huanyu turned to look at her, "Yes, you should thank me. Without me, there would be no you."
"I'd rather not have me." "Fu Huaiying" had already collapsed, and at this moment, besides being numb, she had no other thoughts. "You asked my grandfather to take my mother into the mansion, and when you found out that she didn't plan revenge as you wished, you had Fu Liusong kill her."
"You are indeed very clever, but," Emperor Huanyu changed the subject, "If I were you, I would not kill Fu Liusong. You are still too young to act after planning."
Fu Huaiying laughed. "Plan before you act? Under the imperial power, how can anyone remain intact? I'll die sooner or later, so why not take them with me to see the King of Hell and have a good argument?"
"I heard that the Marquis of Dingbei and his wife have a very close relationship?"
Fu Huaiying froze for a moment, then quickly covered it up, "He's just a pawn in my revenge plan. If my brother hadn't died, I wouldn't have married him."
"Oh? Really?" Emperor Huanyu suddenly laughed and waved his hand, "Ji Yuan, take her back."
Fu Huaiying saw herself being taken away, and when she looked back, she saw Lin Yan'an coming out from behind the screen.
"His Majesty."
He had just returned from the battlefield and heard that Huaiying was imprisoned, so he hurried to the palace, but was brought in from behind by a young eunuch. He happened to hear Huaiying say that she was just using him.
Emperor Huanyu looked at him and asked, "How much have you heard?"
Lin Yan'an lowered his eyes and said, "I only heard what Your Majesty wanted me to hear."
"Do you still want to save her?"
"I married her because I loved her, not because we were emotionally connected."
Emperor Huanyu looked at him and was silent for a while. "Go to the Imperial Prison and ask her if she is willing to let you save her."
Fu Huaiying followed him into the imperial prison, but suddenly she could no longer hear their words. She lowered her head and looked at her hands that were gradually disappearing, feeling a little puzzled.
When she woke up again, it was no longer the damp prison. She propped herself up and sat up, with her head down, silent.
Lin Yan'an pushed the door open and came in with the medicine, only to find that Fu Huaiying had already sat up.
Fu Huaiying leaned on the bed, the gauze curtain blocking her face, so she couldn't see her expression. Lin Yan'an breathed a sigh of relief. He was really scared to death, but fortunately she was okay.
When he opened the curtain, he saw Fu Huaiying's pale face. She smiled and looked at him. Because she was weak, her voice was a little ethereal, like a sigh, "Lin Yanan...long time no see..."
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