General Leng's superb wife

Is it her? Is she the woman who once obsessed me?

Boundless memories flooded into my heart like a flood that had been released.

That summer, when the border war ended and the situation initially stabilized, Murong Qian returned to the imperial city to visit his seriously ill father, and stayed there for half a year.

His father had just recovered from a serious illness, and Murong Qian was in a good mood. With nothing to do, he came to the West Lake on the outskirts of the imperial city to enjoy the beautiful scenery alone. In the Moon-Wang Pavilion in the West Lake, he met some scholars who made friends with poetry, and young men and young ladies from wealthy families.

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At that time, she was also wearing a white gauze skirt and an aqua-blue tasseled shawl. The breeze came, and the black hair was fluttering. She lowered her head, frowned, then smiled, looked at the sky, and wrote a poem with profound artistic conception.

Come slowly.

The maid next to her tugged at her sleeves, whispered a few words, and left in a hurry. When she passed by him, she paused, and then walked away quickly.

Just this quick glance left an indelible mark on Murong Qian's heart.

I couldn't help but set foot on Wangyue Pavilion and asked those who were still reciting poems to compete against each other. It turned out that she was just passing by and hearing their poems, and laughed sarcastically, so she was invited to compete! They

I don’t know where she lives or what her last name is!

After that, Murong Qian searched everywhere. But she seemed to have disappeared from the world, and there was no news. As time passed, Murong Qian was disappointed and helpless every day. Finally, in winter, he received the imperial edict and returned to the border.

Three years! Is it really her? But why is she the daughter of Prime Minister Yun?

Murong Qian's eyes were as beautiful as pure black crystals, with a soul-stirring depth, and he stared at her obsessedly, with a little confusion in his eyes.

Muxue, who was beside her, looked at the two of them, and she suddenly understood.

So he likes her? Then, can I ask him to let go and leave like this?!

Feeling the hot gazes on her body from the audience, Yun Mengshi suddenly raised her head. The moment their eyes met, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

It's him! Murong Qian! Ever since he was rescued by a scoundrel when he was ten years old on the street, Murong Qian has been silently in love with him!

That day, Wang Yueting saw each other and said goodbye in a hurry. After that, he was sent to his uncle's house in Yangcheng by his father, and he and his cousin learned embroidery, music, chess, singing and dancing together. After three years of studying, Murong Qian came back and his life had changed.

The master returned to the court and was offered a marriage to Miss Jiang. But all this was actually his father's idea, in order to cling to Prince Rong and to cut off his own feelings.

When she shyly told her father about her love for him, her father's eyes flashed with surprise and a little anger. She was looking forward to happiness but didn't notice it. When her father decided to send her to Yangcheng, she made a noise.

No. My father promised at that time that he would ask old General Murong about his affairs, and when he returned from his studies, he would try his best to promote good things for himself and him. I thought that my father sent me away because he loved me. I thought that his father really

She would not object to being with him. She thought that happiness would be just around the corner when she returned from her studies. But now, her father, who loved her, made her work hard to win the favor of Prince Rui, but the man she liked married another woman.

How ridiculous! I have been kept in the dark by my father for three whole years, and now I am being used as a pawn in his attempt to achieve success.

Glancing at her father, who was chatting and laughing in the hall, Yun Mengshi's lips showed a hint of contempt and helplessness.

Lowering his head to pick the strings, the smooth and long-lasting music slowly flowed out. Yun Mengshi smiled brightly and raised his head to look at Murong Qian. When his eyes touched the pure beauty beside him, his eyes suddenly turned cold, showing a little hatred.

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Why can you be by his side?

Mu Xue, who was immersed in the happy life of traveling around the mountains and rivers after her freedom, suddenly felt a chill running down her spine, and a thought came to her. Where did this air-conditioning come from?

Lifting her beautiful eyes, she looked around, and suddenly met Yun Mengshi's slightly hateful gaze. Mu Xue couldn't help but be startled. He hadn't offended her, so why were he looking at her like this?!

Could it be because he married Murong Qian??!

It must be! Muxue thought to herself, raising the corners of her mouth and giving her a 'reassuring' smile.

In Yun Mengshi's view, this was a proud smile, a provocative smile, which made his hatred rise sharply. His hand playing the piano became stronger, and the sound of the piano suddenly rose, making the sound deafening.

Mu Xue looked at the change of the woman on the stage inexplicably, shook her head in confusion, and looked at Murong Qian, who was already calm and composed next to him, and shrugged.

The slowly flowing piano music ended, and many civil and military ministers couldn't help but applaud and praise. The emperor just smiled faintly, unable to tell what he was thinking.

Yun Mengshi glanced at the audience disdainfully, stood up slowly, and whispered softly, "Your Majesty, Mengshi heard that Scholar Jiang is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, so his daughter must also be extremely talented! Why don't you invite Miss Jiang to perform for us today?

Ichiban!"

He deliberately called her Miss Jiang and ignored the fact that she had become Mrs. Murong to make herself feel better.

The emperor heard the smell of gunpowder in her words and did not reprimand him. On the contrary, he thought the proposal was a good one and he was really looking forward to the little girl's performance!

"Then as Miss Yiyun said, let General Murong's wife perform for us!"

The emperor's words gave Muxue a blow. She glanced sadly at the emperor, who was smiling, and Yun Mengshi, who was gloating about his misfortune.

This woman is really bad. She can just play the piano and be in the limelight. Why do she have to drag her into trouble! She can’t do anything!

Seeing Muxue's confused expression in the audience, showing no sign of getting up, Yun Mengshi sneered, "Miss Jiang, are you trying to disobey the imperial edict?"

You can't blame anyone else for this. If you want to blame it, just blame yourself for being so lucky to marry Murong Qian!

What is this woman pulling at? She is so desperate, how can she, a new and new human being, still deal with a bunch of living antiques? Mu Xue suddenly stood up, raised her arrogant head, and pursed her lips with a smile.

As soon as he took a step, his sweaty hands were held by a burst of warmth. An inexplicable power came from the palm of his hand and went straight to the bottom of his heart, making Muxue feel very relieved.

Meeting Murong Qian's worried eyes, Mu Xue gave him a reassuring smile, took out her hand, and turned around to go on stage.