When Chunyu Ling left, it was Feng Yu Heng who sent her off personally, it was a normal horse carriage, but there were countless hidden guards following in the dark to ensure Chunyu Ling's safety along the way.
Feng Yu Heng's desire to protect Chunyu Ling was sincere, but her desire to lure Bu Cong out was also sincere. Around them, the Sixth Prince Xuan Tianfeng also deployed a large number of troops, preparing to intercept Zong Sui's forces in one go.
At this moment, Chunyu Ling's feelings were very complicated, on one hand, she was anxious to go to the South, wanting to see Yao Shi's tomb, it seemed like she could only find the connection between her and her true self in the past when she arrived at that tomb. But on the other hand, she also missed Bu Cong, a day as husband and wife meant endless devotion for the rest of their lives, at least for this marriage, Bu Cong was loyal and treated her well. And she still remembered that when she was very very young, the people from the Bu family came to the Feng manor in advance, it was because the young Bu Cong took a liking to her and insisted on marrying her as his wife, even if she already had an engagement with the Ninth Prince, Bu Cong was still so persistent.
She asked Feng Yu Heng: "If there is a day when Dashun and Zong Sui start a large scale war, if my husband lands in your hands, can you … … spare his life?"
Feng Yu Heng told her with a smile: "When two armies fight, how can a woman like me have the final say? This time, I am not going to the battlefield, so I do not care about the men's matters. Listen to me, between the past and the present, you can only make one choice in the end, if you choose the past, you will go to the South and guard Mother's tomb after understanding the truth, living a new life in the South, I will definitely ensure your safety for the rest of your life. If you choose the present, then forget your past identity and focus on being the First Miss of the Chunyu family, be Bu Cong's wife. Regarding the past, you must not mention anything about it, because once you mention it, the one destroyed will not only be me, you will also be destroyed, as well as Bu Cong and everyone in the Chunyu family. Think about it carefully! "
"There is no need to think about it." Chunyu Ling shook her head with a bitter smile, "I choose the past, I will definitely choose the past. For so many years, I've only lived for the past. Only those things in the past and those people are the foundation that keeps me alive. Without the past, I'm no different from a walking corpse. " She looked at Feng Yu Heng and said indifferently, "As for Bu Cong, if you're willing to help me again, then let him go this time! If you don't want to, then it's fine. After all, he lives for the Bu Clan, not for me. All of this is fate. I can't escape it, and neither can he. "
Chunyu Ling and Feng Yu Heng, one was sitting in a horse carriage while the other was riding on a horse. Chunyu Ling lifted the curtain of the carriage and spoke to Feng Yu Heng, her expression was still indifferent, exactly the same as the second daughter of the Feng family many years ago. She said, "The new Feng Yu Heng, goodbye. I may never come back, but please take good care of Zirui. He is the only thing that worries me. Also, thank you for letting the Feng Clan fall, thank you for letting the Yao Clan return. I'm leaving, you can send me off here! "She put down the curtain and said to the carriage," Let's go! Let's move faster. "
Feng Yu Heng sent the carriage off with her eyes. Raising her hand, the hidden guards who were secretly protecting her also followed. In an instant, she was the only one left on the spot. Even Wang Chuan and Huang Quan were left behind by her in the manor.
Seeing Chunyu Ling's carriage going further and further away, Feng Yu Heng opened her mouth and muttered softly, saying, "I'm sorry, I definitely can't let Bu Cong go. If I was more ruthless, I should get rid of you as well. Only then would I be able to eliminate all future troubles. Unfortunately, I can't, I don't have that kind of ruthless heart. Go to the South and live well! I can ensure your safety for the rest of your life, you won't have to worry about food and clothing. If you are willing, you can even get married and have children there. But from today onwards, everything in Zong Sui, everything in Dashun's capital will have nothing to do with you. I am Feng Yu Heng, the only Feng Yu Heng. "
After she finished speaking, she retracted her gaze calmly. That heart that had been fearful for a long time finally calmed down. The crazed emotions were no longer present, clarity reappeared in her eyes, her entire being was as sharp as a leopard.
But the corners of her lips curled up slightly, her head tilted slightly towards one direction, her gaze like a knife, staring coldly towards one direction. Then she snorted coldly and raised her voice, saying: "The thief hiding behind the tree, how much longer are you going to spy on us?" After saying this, her hand moved towards the reins, an iron button was pulled off by her, using it as a hidden weapon, she threw it towards the place where the person was hiding.
Feng Yu Heng was not very good at using hidden weapons. This iron buckle did have some momentum, but the accuracy was nothing to look at. It was not just a little bit off the mark, which caused the thief to be unable to help but laugh.
"Royal Consort Yu's archery skills are perfect, but I did not think that her use of hidden weapons would be so shabby." Birds cried out in surprise, hearing this, a figure appeared nimbly from behind the tree, appearing in front of Feng Yu Heng in a few moments. There was a distance of five steps between the two of them, if the person who came was not Bu Cong, who else could it be?
"Bu Cong, long time no see." Feng Yu Heng waved her hand at him, then seemed to have thought of something, changing her words: "No, it's not long time no see, didn't you dress up as a blue-robed scholar to scare me on the streets a few days ago!"
"Mm." Bu Cong nodded, answering happily. "At that time, it seemed to have scared Royal Consort Yu quite badly! How come you've recovered so quickly? Back then, you cared so much about that person and matter that almost turned the capital upside down. Now you're not afraid anymore? " Bu Cong looked at Feng Yu Heng, wanting to see what was going on in her eyes, wanting to see the fear hidden under this calmness in her eyes.
Unfortunately, he could not see anything. This woman seemed to have returned to how she was many years ago, not caring about anything and having a confidence that seemed to be obsessed with everything. As he watched, he began to doubt himself. Could it be that everything Feng Yu Heng had shown during this period of time was just an illusion?
Feng Yu Heng looked at him, the smile on her lips was almost exactly the same as Xuan Tianming's. After so many years, the two of them were more and more like husband and wife. Every movement, every look, every movement of their lips, they were all extremely similar. She looked at Bu Cong and asked him back: "Should I be afraid? Should I still act like I'm so scared by your evil words that I can't sit up straight and can't sleep at night? Bu Cong, don't be silly. People have to grow up. They have to know when to show what kind of state. You think you have the universe in your hands, but in the end? Aren't you still obediently appearing in my plan? Obediently standing in front of me? Bu Cong, your so-called secret, the universe you control, to me, is just a joke, nothing more. "
A joke? Bu Cong looked at the woman in front of him and was also in a trance. If Feng Yuheng's actions during this period of time were all fake, and it was all for the sake of luring him out at this sort of time, even if he had made some preparations in secret, compared to Feng Yuheng, what could his preparations be considered? The people of Dashun could fill them to death. He was now a sheep in a tiger's den.
In this critical moment, Bu Cong laughed instead. He pointed at Feng Yu Heng and said loudly: "Where did this ghost come from? Occupying the body of the Feng family's Second Miss? "
Feng Yu Heng looked at him with a smile, as if she heard the funniest joke. She asked Bu Cong in return: "You have been schemed against by Dashun for many years. Why, now that the truth is about to be exposed, you don't have the courage to face it?"
Bu Cong did not understand, "You evil ghost, you have a glib tongue!"
"No." Feng Yu Heng shook her head, "You are just unwilling to face the truth. Just based on an unrealistic guess in your heart, you put it into action. To your subordinates in Zong Sui, this is really too unfair. Bu Cong, from the start to the end, you were wrong. "
"I am not wrong!" Bu Cong said loudly: "Zong Sui's Miss Chunyu is the real Feng Yu Heng! And you, are just a ghost that has invaded someone else's body! "
"Who would believe that?" Feng Yu Heng laughed loudly, "Bu Cong, why don't I tell you the truth today. After you hear it, think about it carefully, what exactly is going on with all of this." She smiled, telling Bu Cong a story that she had pondered over for five days, and also told it to everyone who was hiding in the dark today. She said: "Zong Sui's First Miss Chunyu Ling from General Chunyu's manor had already died in an accident many years ago. The one who is still alive now is just a spy that Duanmu Anguo planted in Zong Sui. She is Duanmu Anguo's daughter. Marrying you after that, it was just Duanmu Anguo wanting to borrow her hand to control you. Look, everything that you are doing now, all of them are the results that Duanmu Anguo wanted: Becoming enemies with Dashun, returning to the capital to kill me, doing your best to help Zong Sui do things, all of these are the results that he wanted. Bu Cong, you still fell into someone else's trap in the end, and Duanmu Anguo's cleverness lies in the fact that he knows that you once proposed marriage to the Feng family when you were young, so he always had some obsession with me in his heart, don't you think so? "
Bu Cong was stunned in an instant, the facts that he originally believed in were overturned by Feng Yu Heng in an instant. The original ghost theory turned into a conspiracy theory, even though he felt that everything that Feng Yu Heng said was too far-fetched, but he could not wrap his head around this in a short period of time, his guesses about this conspiracy also slowly became confirmed.
That's right! Where did this ghost come from, how could there be such a ridiculous thing as using someone else's body to come back to life. Duanmu Anguo was enemies with Dashun and had a huge enmity with Feng Yu Heng, researching on her for many years, so he naturally understood everything about Feng Yu Heng very well. Therefore, he created this illusion, causing himself to jump into the trap that he designed, step by step, using a fake Chunyu Ling to restrain him, making him believe more and more in the theory of using someone else's body to come back to life. Therefore, he brought Chunyu Ling back to Dashun's capital, dealing a fatal blow to Feng Yu Heng from another side. This kind of blow almost caused Feng Yu Heng to break down, but in the end, she still could not win against this woman.
The real Chunyu Ling, should have died in the incident of falling off the horse many years ago, right? Or … … that's not right! Bu Cong shuddered, that's not right! When Chunyu Ling fell off the horse, Duanmu Anguo had not fallen out with Dashun yet, he still did not know Feng Yu Heng, Feng Yu Heng had just returned to the capital from the Northwest, everything had just started, she did not show any difference from the rest, how could she possibly catch Duanmu Anguo's eye? How was it possible for Duanmu Anguo to complete this act from then on, giving the impersonator the same memories as the Feng family's Second Daughter?
Goosebumps appeared all over Bu Cong's body, he looked at Feng Yu Heng, his eyes widening, reaching out his hand to point at her, wanting to say that all of this was a scam! It had nothing to do with Duanmu Anguo, she was a ghost!
Unfortunately, he would never be able to say these words! Feng Yu Heng was already holding a strange black object in her hand, the black hole was already aimed at his glabella, just as Bu Cong opened his mouth and wanted to speak, a "bang" sounded, in between his glabella, a bloody hole suddenly opened up … …
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