When Chunyu Ling left, Feng Yuheng personally sent him a delivery. An ordinary carriage followed countless secret guards in secret to ensure the safety of Chunyu Ling along the way.

Feng Yuheng protects Chunyu Ling's heart with sincerity, but the heart that wants to attract Bu Cong is also sincere. Just around them, the sixth prince Xuan Tianfeng also set up a large number of troops to intercept the Zong Sui forces in one fell swoop.

Chunyu Ling was very complicated at this moment. On the one hand, he was eager to go to the southern border and see the tomb of Yao. It seemed that only when he reached that tomb could he find the connection between her and the true self in the past. But on the other hand, she also missed Bu Cong. A couple had a hundred days of kindness. At least for this marriage, Bu Cong was loyal and treated her well. And she still remembered that when she was very young, the Bu family came to Feng Mansion in advance because the little Bu Cong fell in love with her and insisted on marrying her. Even though she had already had a engagement with 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, if my husband falls into your hands, can you... spare his life?"

Feng Yuheng smiled and told her: "Where can I, a woman, have the final say in the war between the two armies? This time I don't go to the battlefield, so I don't care about the men's affairs. Listen to me, between the past and the present, you can only have one choice. If you choose the past, you will go to the southern border, and then you will guard the tomb for your mother and live your new life in the southern border. I will definitely keep you safe for a lifetime. If you choose the present, you will forget your former identity and devote yourself to being the eldest lady of the Chunyu family and Bu Cong's wife. You must not mention a word about the past, because once you mention it, it will not only be me, but you, Bu Cong, and everyone in the Chunyu family. Think about it carefully!"

"Don't think about it." Chunyu Ling smiled bitterly, "I choose the past, I must choose the past. After so many years, I live only for the past. Only the things and people in the past are the fundamental things that support me to live. Without the past, I am no different from the 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 of this is fate. I can't get rid of it, and he can't get rid of it."

Chunyu Ling and Feng Yuheng, one sitting in the carriage and the other riding on the horse. Chunyu Ling lifted the curtains and talked to Feng Yuheng, and his face was still faint, exactly the same as the second daughter of the Feng family many years ago. She said: "Fresh Feng Yuheng, goodbye, I may never come back. Please take good care of Zirui. That is my only concern. Also, thank you for letting the Feng family fall, thank you for letting the Yao family come back. I'm leaving, you'll send it here!" She put down the curtain and said to the carriage: "Let's go! Let's try to get faster."

Feng Yuheng watched the carriage go away, raised his hand, and the secret guards who were secretly protecting him from behind quietly followed. For a moment, she was the only one left in the place, and even the Huangquan in Wangchuan was left in the mansion by her.

Seeing Chunyu Ling's carriage go further and further, Feng Yuheng opened his mouth and whispered softly, she said, "I'm sorry, I must not let Bu Cong go. If I'm more cruel, I should even eliminate you, so that I can never get rid of the troubles forever. Unfortunately, I can't, I don't have such a cruel heart. Go to the southern world to live a good life! I can keep you safe for life and have no worries about food and clothing. If you are willing, you can get married and have children there. But from now on, everything about Zong Sui and everything in Dashun Kyoto will have nothing to do with you. I am Feng Yuheng, the only Feng Yuheng."

After she said that, she calmly retracted her eyes. The feared heart finally calmed down. Her crazy emotions were no longer there, and her eyes were clear and bright, and she was as sharp as a leopard.

But she saw her lips slightly raised, her head slightly facing one side, her eyes were like a knife, and she stared coldly towards a place. Then she snorted coldly and said, "When will the little thief hiding behind the tree spy?" After speaking, she stroked her hand on the reins, and she stroked an iron button, and she used it as a hidden weapon and hit the place where she was hiding.

Feng Yuheng's hidden weapon was not very good. The iron button was so loud that it was so accurate that it was not enough to see it. It was so crooked that it was not just a little bit, which made the thief laugh.

"The Princess Royal's Arrows Tricks, but I didn't expect that a hidden weapon would make it so cold." A bird roared in shock and heard the sound. A figure flashed out from behind the tree neatly, and in a few waves, he arrived in front of Feng Yuheng. The distance between the two of them was not Bu Cong, who was it?

"Bu Cong, long time no see." Feng Yuheng waved at him, then seemed to remember something, and changed his words: "No, it's not long time no see. Didn't you even pretend to be a scholar in blue robe to go out to scare me a few days ago!"

"Yeah." Bu Cong nodded and responded happily, "It seemed that he scared Princess Yu so much! Why did he recover so quickly? The people and things that made you care so much at the beginning almost turned the capital upside down. Now I'm not afraid?" Bu Cong looked at Feng Yuheng, trying to find out the truth in her eyes, and want to see the panic hidden under this calmness in her eyes.

Unfortunately, he could not see anything. The woman seemed to be back to what she was many years ago. She didn't care about anything and was as confident as she was fascinated by everything. As she looked at it, he almost began to doubt himself. Could it be that everything Feng Yuheng showed during this period was a false image?

Feng Yuheng looked at him, and the smile on the corners of his lips was almost exactly the same as Xuan Tianming. After so many years, the two of them became more and more like husband and wife. Every move, one look and one lip-picking action was as if they were to the extreme. She looked at Bu Cong and asked the other party: "Should I be afraid? I should still be so scared that I could not sleep on my night because of your evil words? Bu Cong, don't be stupid. People always have to grow up, and always know what state they should show. Do you think you are holding the universe, but what is the result? Are you still obediently appearing in my plan? Standing in front of me obediently? Bu Cong, what you call secret, the universe you control is just a joke to me, that's all."

Is it a joke? Bu Cong looked at the woman in front of him and felt a trance. If Feng Yuheng's performance during this period was fake, it was all for him to show up at such a moment, even if he had made a secret deployment, what was his deployment compared to Feng Yuheng? Dashun people could fill them to death, and now he has already entered the tiger's mouth.

When it was critical, Bu Cong laughed. He stretched out his hand and pointed at Feng Yuheng, and shouted: "Where did the ghost come from? Has it occupied the body of the second lady of the Feng family?"

Feng Yuheng looked at him with a smile, as if he heard the funnyest joke. He asked Bu Cong: "I have been plotted against by Dashun for many years. Why? Now the truth is about to be exposed, but I don't have the courage to face it?"

Bu Cong was puzzled, "You monster, ghost, are so clever!"

"No." Feng Yuheng shook his head, "You just don't want to face the truth. You took action just by relying on your unrealistic guesses in your heart. It was really unfair to your subordinates of Zong Sui. Bu Cong, you were wrong from beginning to end."

"I'm right!" Bu Cong said loudly: "Miss Chunyu of Zong Sui is the real Feng Yuheng! And you are just a ghost that invades other people's bodies!"

"Who believes?" Feng Yuheng laughed loudly, "Bu Cong, why not tell you the truth today. After you hear it, think about it carefully. What is all this?" She smiled and told Bu Cong a story she had been thinking about for five days, and to everyone who was hiding in the dark today. She said--"Chunyu Ling, the eldest lady of General Chunyu's mansion in Zong Sui, had died unexpectedly many years ago. The one who is still alive is just a spy who was planted in Zong Sui by Duanmu Anguo. She is Duanmu Anguo.

My daughter, later married you, was just Duanmu Anguo wanted to control you with her hand. Look, everything you did now was the result that Duanmu Anguo wanted: to be an enemy of Dashun, return to the capital and put me to death, and do his best to help Zong Sui do things. All of these were the result that he wanted. Bu Cong, you ended up falling into the trap of others, and Duanmu Anguo was the smartest. He knew that you had mentioned your marriage to the Feng family when you were young, and you always had some obsession with me. You said, right?"

Bu Cong was stunned in an instant, and the facts that had originally been recognized in his heart suddenly subverted Feng Yuheng. The original theory of ghosts and gods turned into a conspiracy theory. Although he always felt that everything Feng Yuheng said was too far-fetched, he could not make a turn for a while, and speculation about this conspiracy gradually became affirmative.

Yes! Where did the ghost come from? How could there be such an outrageous thing in this world that it is like resurrecting the soul with a corpse? Duanmu Anguo is an enemy of Dashun and has a great hatred with Feng Yuheng. After studying it for many years, she naturally knows everything about Feng Yuheng. So he created this illusion and let himself jump into the circle he designed, and step by step, he used a fake Chunyu Ling to stop him, so he became more and more convinced of the theory of resurrecting the soul with a corpse. So he took Chunyu Ling back to Dashun Capital and gave Feng Yuheng a fatal blow from another side. This blow almost made Feng Yuheng collapse, but in the end, he still couldn't beat this woman.

The real Chunyu Ling died in the incident of falling off the horse many years ago, right? Or... No! Bu Cong started to make a furious move, no, right! When Chunyu Ling fell off the horse, Duanmu Anguo had not turned against Dashun yet, and he didn't know Feng Yuheng. Feng Yuheng had just returned to Beijing from the northwest, everything had just begun, and she had not shown any distinction. How could she get into Duanmu Anguo's eyes? How could Duanmu Anguo have done this scene since then, giving the pretender a memory like the second daughter of the Feng family?

Bu Cong's goose bumps were rising. He looked at Feng Yuheng, his eyes widened, and pointed his hand at her, just thinking that all this was a scam! It had nothing to do with Duanmu Anguo, she was just a ghost!
Chapter completed!