Some people say that in the northern border, especially Songzhou, such dramas are performed almost every day. Duanmu Anguo occupied the whole city of women, but not everyone is willing to enter his fake palace. A woman has not yet reached her head for her head for her head. According to Dashun Middle-earth, she is a girl before she can get married and cannot be married.

But in this wild northern border, there is no need to worry about these, not to mention that Duanmu Anguo is very good at female sex, especially young girls, so these are all children, and they are worried about being caught in the Winter Palace at all times. As for Duanmu Anguo's twelve concubines, they are a higher level than the Winter Palace, which is equivalent to promotion.

Now another woman is running away, and no one cares or stops her on the street. Anyway, she will be caught by her family after she can't run a few steps. People in the North have become accustomed to selling women for honor, and they even want their daughters to be favored. After all, as long as they have their daughters left in the Winter Palace, they can be exempted from all taxes.

Feng Yuheng saw the girl and was quickly caught back. Then her family stood on the street and said to a middle-aged man who looked a little elegant: "Sir, please rest assured, my little girl, my husband and I will definitely train me, and I will send it to the fantasy hall later to keep her obedient."

The middle-aged man sighed softly and said, "At the Hundred Family Banquets of the Year, a few girls from our Fantasy Museum will be elected by the commander to the Winter Palace by the Great Master, which is a good thing that changes fate. Originally, the people in the Fantasy Museum would never go out to choose easily, let alone in such a hurry. Unfortunately, a group of people were sent to Qianzhou to perform this year. Qianzhou agreed to let the envoys bring them back before the New Year. Unfortunately, the Lotus King came this year. He didn't mention this matter, so we couldn't ask, so we were anxious to come out and find someone to replace him. But it would be fine if you, your daughter, was not willing. Such a thing could not be forced. The Fantasy Museum would never bring unwilling women into the Winter Palace." After he said that, he bowed slightly and turned around and left.

Feng Yuheng stared at the man's background for a while, his eyes moved, and before a thought could be formed in his mind, he simply raised his hand and twisted it on her arm while he was at work, and then said fiercely: "Can you please save me some worries? Don't make that trick."

Feng Yuheng spread his hands, "But without this ghost idea, how can you enter the Winter Palace? I don't believe that with your lightness skills, you can enter without knowing it. It would be fine if there were too many people in the Tonggong Palace that day, but since the Winter Palace is the small palace of Duanmu Anguo, it will definitely not let go of its precautions. What's more, something happened to the Tonggong Palace, so it was too late to find us."

Ban Zuo still shook his head, "No matter what you say, I don't agree anyway."

"If you don't agree, just go with me." Feng Yuheng squeezed at the class, "There is a long secret. I chose the road to the fantasy museum. Can you also find a way?"

This was to let Ban Zuo think seriously. He knew that his master had always been the only one who wanted to change her ideas. So only he would go in with the current plan. If something happened, at least he would take care of him.

When Feng Yuheng heard the class walk, he chuckled. The two of them walked like this, and they turned around at some point. After leaving the crowd, they immediately took her up and headed straight for the inn where Lu Tongzong stayed.

Now Feng Yuheng never believes that Lu Tong is so stupid that he wants to escape. Without that list, even if he writes it down with his brain and then talks to Duanmu Anguo, the truth will be reduced. For Lu Tong, Feng Yuheng is the only one who can rely on.

Sure enough, the two of them didn't wait long in the room, and then the judge Lu Tong came back dejectedly. He was not surprised at all, Feng Yuheng was already in the room, but asked her a little nervously: "The next day, there will be a Hundred Family Banquet. Princess, how should the officials pass the Duanmu Anguo level?"

Feng Yuheng spread his hands: "Tell him that there is a list, but unfortunately it was burned in the fire."

Punishment Lu Tong shivered. He would be immediately caught by Duanmu Anguo, right?

Ban left and poured himself a bowl of tea, and told him while drinking: "There are many people in the Winter Palace tomorrow, and the prince of Qianzhou is here again. Don't worry, Duanmu Anguo will not be idle and troubled, and he will also mention this matter to you. It will take you one day to hide, but I really can't hide anymore. I personally send you out of the city." I personally send you on my way.

Punishment Lu Tong nodded and shouted: "I hope so, thank you young hero."

Feng Yuheng and his companions did not stay in the room for too long. After sitting for a while, they immediately separated. Feng Yuheng went straight to the fantasy hall, but the class was so mysterious that she refused to say where she was going. She was too lazy to care. This kid was getting more and more capable. Since he could chase all the way from the capital to the northern border without knowing it, he would naturally have the ability to sneak into the Winter Palace. Duanmu Anguo has a bad birthday, but he didn't know that this princess didn't plan to let you have a good New Year.

There is only one magic museum in Songzhou, which is specially performed for the General Palace. The so-called magic is just the magic of later generations. However, most of the later generations use high-tech lighting props as auxiliary tools, so the requirements for the skills of illusionists are much lower. In ancient times, there were no high-tech things, and everything depends on simple props and the hands of illusionists. Before leaving, Lu Tongzong told her that the magic museum in Songzhou City has been passed down for several generations, and the founder was Qianzhou people. The illusion artifacts are all related to ice and snow, which are very wonderful. Duanmu Anguo's obsession with illusion art is not inferior to that of women, so this magic museum was passed down from generation to generation and eventually became a private enjoyment of Duanmu Anguo.

Feng Yuheng dressed like an ordinary woman and walked towards the fantasy hall. Gradually, there were more pedestrians on the street. Most of them were girls of the same age as hers. Looking at the direction they were heading, they were all heading for the fantasy hall. Several girls who like to talk said, "It is rare to recruit new people in the fantasy hall. In the past, even if they had to ask for tricks, they had to choose from a thousand choices. But this time I heard that they had lost a lot of girls, and they were all kept after going for a thousand weeks. It was a bargain. I heard that as long as you can enter the fantasy hall, you can get a sum of silver, and you get a lot of silver rewards every month. The most attractive thing is that no less than ten women in the fantasy hall are elected to the Winter Palace by the President every year. Xiaoya, your mother is seriously ill and your family is no longer able to support her. This is an opportunity!"

The girl who called Xiaoya looked sad and had a bit of confusion in her expression. She obviously didn't want to go this trip. She asked the girl she had just spoken: "Is there no other way? I really don't want to go."

The girl said helplessly: "Since your mother got sick, your family has borrowed all the money from their acquaintances. Yesterday I saw your father knocking on the door at Li's house, but they didn't even open it. To be honest, now unless you give up on your aunt, you really have no other choice."

Another girl next to her advised her, "Xiaoya, you are the most beautiful among us. As long as you can enter the magic hall, why worry about not being selected! As long as you can enter the Winter Palace, Lord Duanmu will give your family a lot of money. Not to mention that your mother's illness can be cured, even your future life will be better."

Xiaoya smiled bitterly, sighed softly, and followed them helplessly.

Feng Yuheng took two steps and looked at Xiaoya for a few glances. He saw that the woman was so beautiful that she looked really pretty. Not only was she beautiful, but what surprised her the most was that the woman's eyebrows and eyes were vaguely similar to her. Feng Yuheng observed and gradually felt that if Xiaoya's sad face had lost her face, it could even reach about 70%. It was quite similar!

She slowed down and made up her mind in an instant, so she walked slowly and simply followed Na Xiaoya from afar and went all the way to the door of the Illusion Museum.

The Illusion Museum received people from outside, which alarmed many women in Songzhou City who were holding fantasy. She saw at least dozens of girls surrounding the door, and a gentleman set up a small table at the door to record the visitors one by one. At the same time, the women also had to give their household registration certificates to the other party for verification.

Xiaoya also did the same, but she was a little reluctant, but in the end she could not resist the instigation of the sisters and submitted her household registration.

These girls did not enter the Illusion Museum immediately, but returned home after registering. Feng Yuheng heard that some people said that the Illusion Museum wanted to conduct a preliminary selection of their identities and appearance. If they were selected, there would be a carriage to pick them up tomorrow morning.

She followed Xiaoya all the way back to her home. The house was not shabby, but it was too deserted. There was only an old man who was guarding the door and a cleaning servant in the yard. When she walked in, she could hear the woman's cough. Xiaoya pushed the door and shouted, "Mom."

Feng Yuheng hid in the space and followed in, appeared in a corner of the house, and immediately saw the seriously ill woman lying on the bed and Xiaoya with tears on her face.

The woman asked her, "Where have you been?"

Xiaoya said, "Go and borrow money." She raised her hand and wiped her tears, and said nothing more.

The woman coughed for a while, and finally calmed her qi and hurriedly warned Xiaoya: "You and your father are going to borrow money, but Xiaoya, remember that any thoughts are good, but you must not move your thoughts to Lord Dutong. That Dutong Palace must not enter."

Xiaoya couldn't hold back her tears, and turned around and wiped it away quickly, then she said to the woman: "Don't worry, mom, my daughter doesn't."

The woman lamented, a little unbelievable, but there was no way. She said, "If it were the money you earned with such means, I would rather gossip than use the first half of the article!"

The strong cough that followed made her fall into a new coma. Xiaoya could finally cry and say over and over again: "Mom, I'm sorry, Xiaoya doesn't want to lose you, but there is really no other way. The General Palace is gone, but there is still that winter palace. My daughter may not have the chance to be filial to her mother's roots in the future."
Chapter completed!