Abstinence pony chasing wife crematorium

Abstinence Pony Chasing Wife Crematorium (5)

Jiang Jin listened to Gongzi's words, his eyes were red, looking at the man who had followed in front of him for more than ten years, and after tonight he was twenty-five years old, with great prospects, his smile seemed to be true and false, like joy and sorrow, and suddenly felt as if he had never really known Gongzi.

He asked the last question, "Who can make the eldest princess drink this bowl of medicine?" ”

Mei Changsheng had already thought about it, "Wait for someone to come." He closed his eyes slightly, "If he comes, he can help me." ”

On the first day of August, Ruzhou Mu was assassinated at the Bureau.

On the second day of the first month of August, the news did not reach Luoyang, and the court was purged, and the remaining old ministers and workers were in danger, for fear of being attacked by this, and ended up with the same fate as The Old Man of Jiang Ge.

Di Yuanying, the zhongshu attendant, pondered at home for a night without sleeping, and the next day, he wrote to Tianzi advocating a thorough investigation of the mastermind behind the assassination, and jointly named the officials of Zhongshu Province, and asked His Majesty To seal Princess Zhaole as the eldest princess.

He figured out why His Majesty had informed the world of his true relationship with the eldest princess, vigorously praised the merits of the eldest princess, but delayed in promoting the eldest princess—His Majesty waited for the attitude of the old minister.

Especially those who had originally impeached the eldest princess for contempt for the royal family and disrespect for the son of heaven, now That His Majesty wants to correct the name of the eldest princess, he naturally takes these people to the raft first, waiting for them to admit that they have wrongly blamed the eldest princess before, and will get back all the face for the eldest princess.

He Di Yuanying was the first to bear the brunt of it.

Such a slanderous trick, he still couldn't believe it was the idea of his good disciple, but on second thought, even the family property of The Chu Guang King could be cleaned up in the past, and even Elder Jiang Ge could be pulled off his horse, and this interlocking plan would not be a second person except Mei Changsheng.

Jiang Chun's lessons from the past were still in front of him, Di Yuanying had been grinding in the center of the study for a night, and tomorrow morning he pinched his nose and handed it to him.

When the fold was folded to the imperial court, the saint left no hair. The next day, a dozen university scholars from ChongwenGe and Zhaoxian Hall once again joined hands with Princess Zhaole to ask for orders.

The Emperor first issued an edict, Princess Zhaole of Jin was the Princess of Zhenguo, and The First Rank of the Prince of Zhilu was ordered to prepare the ceremony of the Jin Dynasty.

On the fourth day of august, a fast horse descended from Luoyang to Ruzhou.

Immediately, the young man was dressed in green clothes and jade crown, and a yellow silk sac was firmly tied on his back, like carrying an iron military flag, and the posture of the bee waist and strong back was vibrant.

The young man's equestrian skills were extraordinary, leaving the palace messenger lang far behind, and when he arrived at the Ruzhou Palace first- he wanted to be the first to inform Sister A of the good news, and the first to see her smile with joy! How others are matched.

All the way to the Han Bai Jade Arch building, the horse did not stop and did not breathe, Yan Huai jumped off the horse's back, grabbed a dog tail grass between the teeth, and excitedly went up the mountain.

The Northern Guard, who was on duty on the periphery, recognized this Admiral of the Nine Gates of Shangjing and was busy giving way. When they reached the outside of the upper temple, they met the middle guard Cui Qing, but they had never seen him, and they blocked him with a loud voice:

"What is the common name of the foreign official, what is the matter here?"

Since the last time he dared to show his sword to Mei Ma in the Princess Mansion, Cui Qian's reputation has spread out, and after the eldest princess heard about this, she praised him for his bravery, and it was this time that she went out to hand-pick him to accompany him.

Seventeen-year-old Cui Qing jumped from a small and unspoken little guard to a middle guard, so that the head of the guard who stayed in the palace was puzzled, thinking about it, and finally patted the boy's shoulder before leaving, "The young man is hard to cool and hot, it turns out that it is not all trouble, boy, keep it." ”

Cui asked himself if he could get the blue eyes of Her Royal Highness the First Princess because he listened to the teachings of his brother in the family: no matter where he went, he only obeyed the orders and ran errands. Since then, he has become more and more cautious in his work, determined to protect His Highness.

Yan Huai, who had stepped up the stairs, glanced at this stunned qingqing in confusion, and the closer he was, the more he would stop his steps.

Cui asked when he saw that the eldest princess Feng's toes was casually invaded by a foreign man, which was paid off? Although I thought that this person's identity should be unusual, but he had a birth that was his dependence, and it was his own fault that he did not follow the rules to stop questioning, holding the knife than in front of the ribs and shouting, "Please stop, your guest's common name!" ”

"Yo, what about me?"

Yan Huai spat out the grass barley, and without squinting at the palm of the probe, a cluster of brilliant snowflake knives bloomed under Jin Wu.

The wen embroidery knife around Cui Qing's waist came out of the sheath again, and in just a moment, the green shadow of Junba had already entered the hall.

Yan Huai looked back and smiled openly, "You're not bad." ”

Retracting his gaze and looking around the hall, he saw Grandma Cui, who immediately retracted his anger and asked with a clear look in his eyes: "Grandma, what about my sister?" ”

"Yan Xiaoshizi, how did you get here?"

Aunt Cui was overjoyed to see Yan Huai, and at this time, Yingxiao also heard the noise and rushed to comfort the dazed Cui Guards outside the palace, telling him that this was the Nine Gate Admiral of the Capital, the little shizi of the British Gongfu, who had an extraordinary friendship with His Highness, and the next time he saw him, he could do as he pleased.

After entering the temple, Yingxiao hugged his hand to see the salute, Yan Huai nodded, and asked again, "What about my sister?" ”

Xuan Mingzhu was cooling off at this time.

Qingliangtai is a circular green jade platform outside the Mulan Pavilion, the base of the platform occupies a wide area, and the distance is like a piece of moist and flawless green jade, and it is also chiseled along the surrounding area of His Majesty's Majesty to introduce living spring water.

Magnolias, Qingtai Luoluo, dragons and delicate, summer can be cool in winter can enjoy snow, no wonder will be Mei Yu a pair of tricky eyes staring, grinding mouth skin also want to get.

Sima Xin of Ruzhou paid tribute to several good foals, one of which was a small jujube red pony, which was exceptionally qingjun linglong, and the treasure crow was heartbroken when he saw it, and he was clamoring to learn to ride a horse. At this moment, she was on the green jade platform, wearing a scarlet silk riding suit, and she was majestically standing on top of the small mount.

Instead, Mei Yu and Mei Heng were like two toddlers, one on the left and the other on the right, and they also tended to follow, afraid that the little girl would fall.

Xuan Mingzhu was leisurely under the dense leaves of the banyan tree, his feet were wet in the spring pool around the platform, smiling brightly, watching the children play.

Since she came to the palace, she unconsciously added the habit of loving to beat barefoot, it was really hot, so cool.

The pond was originally a fish farmer, at first sight of two sections of white lotus into the water, they all went forward to taste the fresh, arched in the heart of Xuan Mingzhu's feet, itching her to smile, the clear tone of the bell to the side of the square said:

"Song Moss Snow Hall, you are so close, it is like you want to pick up the foal and carry her away, how early can you learn this?" And relax, my treasure crow is not afraid, isn't it? ”

"Yes, I'm not afraid at all!"

The two sides were a few inches away, and immediately the little towel man pulled open his voice and waved a hand excitedly in response, "Mother, you see, I will ride a horse!" ”

"The little ancestor still dares to let go." Mei Yu hurriedly shoved the reins into her hand, people didn't learn much, the palms of his teachings were sweaty for the first time, but under his mouth he was still ruthless, "You can ride a horse, grasshoppers can go up the tree." ”

"Who are grasshoppers, and who do you say are grasshoppers?"

"Well, naturally the brother among us is the best at riding horses."

"Hey nerd, I said which one of you, itchy skin, isn't it?"

The sound of the mouth was higher than the wave, and the echo of the full breath of the breath wandered around the cool platform, passing into Xuan Mingzhu's ears, and the woman's gaze became more and more bright and gentle.

In an instant, I felt that these three children were really good, and they couldn't see enough good enough.

I only hope that in the future, the three sons will support each other and grow up, as they are today, then she will be very happy even if she can't see it.

Looking at it, Xuan Mingzhu was so sleepy that she took out her foot pillow on the beautiful person's appendix and did not wipe it, allowing the breeze to pass through the wet toe slit, bringing an indescribable freshness.

The eyelids will be closed, and suddenly the itch on the feet will be felt.

Xuan Mingzhu groaned lazily, rolled over and opened her eyelids, only to see a teenager half-bent over the edge of the appendix, gently wrapping her wet feet with the bottom of the precious brocade robe.

The teenager looked up and looked at the woman who was thinking about the twilight, the dark hair was braided and narrow, the eyebrows were slender, and the dress of the old girl in the cabinet reminded him of the bright face on the summer swing in his memory.

The swing rope was twisted for her by his own hands, and the girl's jade hand was lazy, smiling with anticipation, and the flowing skirt like water jumped high above his head.

His gaze in the first life admired the freeze frame from that moment on, and could no longer be lower than half a point.

At this time, the four eyes were facing each other, and Yan Huai's eyes and voice were gentle, "Sister Ah is greedy and cold, it is better to wipe it dry and then rest." ”

"Xiao Huai'er?"

Xuan Mingzhu reacted for two breaths, woke up, and looked at the cool platform first, the children were still there.

She asked him when he would arrive, feeling awkward, and hurriedly retracted her feet.

"Sister Don't move." Separated by a layer of silk cloth, the teenager had the strength of a teenager, holding the delicate white ankle, lowering his eyebrows, and carefully wiping it for her.

"If Sister Ah has always been a child and a younger brother, why should I talk about men and women not being intimate?" If you think of Yan Huai as a boy..."

He proudly raised his eyebrows, revealing two rows of bright white teeth, "Then Yan Huai's heart for Sister A, Sister A can't avoid fooling around with the excuse of treating her as a relative." ”

Those always tame little paint eyes showed a hint of domineering, and Xuan Mingzhu met his gaze, and his heart hit the tip.

"Gongzi, Yan Xiaoshizi has indeed come!"

After receiving the news, Jiang Jin returned to Mei Changsheng for the first time, and admired Gongzi's material like a god. When he stepped through the door and saw the table, his heart sank again.

A hollow steel needle with a five-inch chopstick thickness, a rabbit bucket, a candlestick, and white gauze are tools for preparing blood.

Gold sore medicine, thick ginseng soup, silver acupuncture are preparations to prevent accidents in the process of blood collection.

Mei Changsheng was dressed in a deep coat, pulled out of his left chest, and his voice calmly instructed: "If I faint later, I can't stop taking blood, and if the ginseng soup can't be filled, he will pierce me with a silver needle." ”

He smiled and said, "I probably haven't been so unhelpful." ”

Even though Jiang Jin had made a full psychological encouragement to herself in the past few days, when the matter came to an end, her eyes were still red, and her hands were still trembling.

He knew that he could not persuade the gongzi, and he also knew that the gongzi had put his life in his hands, which was a great trust in him.

But he was afraid to take over that trust.

"Either, or wait. In case the little son refuses..."

Mei Changsheng shook his head indifferently, tapping his fingers twice on the table, "He may make things difficult for me in other things, only this matter, his heart, is no less than my heart." ”

All the people under the Thorn Shi Mansion were screened back, and the five three-room mansions were shrouded in a vast and boundless silence. Mei Changsheng turned his ear and heard the cicadas of a tree in the courtyard.

There was an incessant sound, and the ephemera that were dying in the twilight of death was also very lively.

Mei Changsheng lit the white core wax, twisted the hollow steel needle on the flame and roasted it hot, looking steady, his hand more stable, and murmured:

"You said they met, what they would talk about, what they would do."

Jiang Jin held his breath and did not dare to answer.

The so-called discernment is that even if you are not on the spot, you can deduce every word, deed, and smile of the box. The more you can't see and touch, the more you have to ponder, the more you ponder, the more you think about it, the more it is tantamount to giving yourself a delay in your heart.

Gongzi's self-pleading words seemed to be sprinkling a layer of numbness on his heart, hurting again in advance, and when the pain was too strong, the steel needle penetrated the bone later, and maybe it would not hurt.

But don't you know, it's not double the pain?

"I, I'm going to stick the knowledge outside and come back." Jiang Jin turned his head with trepidation, "It's too noisy, it's unstable." ”

"Don't delay, be afraid of something." Mei Changsheng Xiaoxiao smiled a little, handed out the needle knife, and whispered a sentence that did not match the preface, "You think, what you say and do around can please her." ”

Xuan Mingzhu was provoked by the teenager he had brought up with him, and at the moment he was ashamed and inexplicable, and he did not have to think about how to deal with it, Yan Huai had already wiped her feet, spread out her robe and retreated.

As if nothing had happened to Fang Cai, Yan Huai calmly stood up with the water stain on the robe brocade, untied the yellow silk cylinder behind him, and shook to Xuan Mingzhu with a bright smile.

If Xuan Mingzhu felt something, the corner of his lips was slightly ticked, and he also reached forward in a generous direction.

However, Yan Huai did not hand it directly, but respectfully took out the holy will in the cylinder, bowed his left knee and bowed to Xuan Mingzhu again with the usual military salute, presented his hands on the shaft, and said in a loud voice:

"Xiao Huai'er meets Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess!"

Despite this preparation in his heart, listening to the young man's sincere and clear voice, There was still a hot current in Xuan Mingzhu's heart.

Dressed like this and casually receiving the holy title, it is probably unprecedented. I saw only small head shoes, narrow clothes, not even the hair was coiled, so it was loosely tied in front of the body with a headband, not to mention that the white raw feet stepped on the heels of the shoes, and half exposed.

However, the elegance that does not manifest itself is the magnificence carved in the blood, and it does not need to be lined with gold. Xuan Mingzhu's eyes were clear, and he said "Yes", lifted up Yan Huai, and took the sealed holy oracle to read.

When the six words of "Princess Zhenguo Grand Princess" at the end of the Holy Will came into view, Xuan Mingzhu's eyebrows jumped slightly, and then he revealed a heartfelt smile.

In the Great Jin Dynasty, the title of Zhenguo, it has always been impossible for a feudal general or a Duke of Shangzhu who has made great contributions to the title, and there is no precedent for a zongnu to be given this title.

Xuan Mingzhu liked the majesty of these two words.

"Which university fellow chose this for me?" She shook her hair and smiled very satisfactorily, "Hongu should thank him, very much to my heart." ”

"Princess Zhenguo."

When the cold steel blade pierced into Mei Changsheng's chest, his lips and teeth whispered, as if this would alleviate the pain, and silently whispered, "She should like..."

It was just the beginning, Jiang Jin was already sweating, his heart was shaking even more than Gongzi, and only his two hands were as steady as a rock.

He could not be unstable, and taking blood in his heart was a delicate job that was ten thousand times more careful than the axe cutting ash. The tip of the heart is half an inch above, how to grasp this measure? Who can be sure that nothing goes wrong? A slight deflection pierces the atrium, and everything is over.

He felt the heartbeat with one hand on the heart of the prince, and the other hand slowly pushed the long needle, not two fingers long, the wound was jewish and shallow, and the blood flowed even the inside of the needle's stomach was not full, let alone connected to the bowl.

"Go deeper." Mei Changsheng's brow furrowed, he exhaled, and his thin lips formed a pale line.

Jiang Jin gritted his teeth and plunged into a few points, overhearing a low moan from Gongzi's throat and throat, and grabbed the arm of the circle chair with one hand, he immediately stopped and asked, "Gongzi, how are you?" ”

Mei Changsheng's five claws deeply grasped the hardwood, and the pain was not the pain of the sharp blade cutting on the flesh coming and going quickly, but the real heart was like a knife, it was a little bit of thin and long ice, and a wisp of blood that pulled outward at the best part of the hundred skeletons around you was a wound carved on the soul.

But he said, "Again, deeper..."

An originally cold face was so white that it lost its color, he looked up, did not forget to smile, and his warm voice seemed to feel a little sorry, "Ah Jin, don't be afraid." ”

The blood beads on the silver needle are already visible, but they do not fall at the mouth of the needle. No matter how deep - the silver needle has been submerged into as much as half a root, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not hurt the heart and lungs, even if it is lucky to get the blood of the heart, it is afraid of hurting the vein, and since then it has lost a body of vitality.

Jiang Jin's eyes were scarlet, who said that ten fingers were connected to the heart, and the pain of the needle poking the finger was not a fart at all in the face of the real pain of the heart.

How much he could endure pain, he had learned five years ago.

How the crescent scar came from, others did not know, but he knew everything.

In this matter, the prince asked him to hide it until he died.

The injuries of that year and today's injuries are for the eldest princess, and the eldest princess does not know it.

A wisp of sweat slid down his forehead stung into Jiang Jin's eyes, and he remembered that rainy night five years ago and suddenly decided that he could not continue.

Of course, he hoped that the eldest princess's illness would be cured, but people's hearts were made of meat, and at this moment, he found himself unable to get his hands on a man who was alone in the pain of the cone and did not cry out in pain.

He can't hurt the prince.

At the moment when Jiang Jin was beginning to retreat, Mei Changsheng sighed lightly and raised his hand to squeeze his wrist into his heart.

"Dude, you're crazy!"

The hot blood line came straight out, and it splashed on Jiang Jin's clothes in a thrilling way.

Jiang Jin returned to his horror, shaking his hand to pick up the bowl, and the ticking bloody gas spread in the room.

In that momentary rout, Mei Changsheng's eyes were bright and bright, but he bit his lip uncontrollably under the pain of the cone, and the wisps of sideburns that fell on the front door kept blowing with the nose.

He was in so much pain that he could hardly hold on, but he clearly felt that the tip of the blood-soaked needle was clinging to his heart membrane, threatening him like a ruthless murderer with a knife, making him dare not move.

If you move, you will most likely die.

There is still his thoughts in this world, and he must not die.

Mei Changsheng snorted fiercely, swinging his hands and holding himself up with his entire back pressed against the circle chair.

"Son, how are you, but you have touched the heart pulse?" You must not move, let alone faint! ”

Jiang Jin held the rabbit cup at the needle, and did not dare to waste a drop of blood, and nervously confirmed it in his mouth.

Mei Changsheng's ears were buzzing, and the thousands of cicadas outside the window seemed to have burrowed into his ear sockets at this moment, making him unable to hear anything clearly.

"Dude? Son! ”

The tiger's mouth tingled, Mei Changsheng opened his black eyelashes, barely recognized Jiang Jin's voice, nodded, frowned for a long time, and finally squeezed out a little hoarse voice, "No problem." ”

Then he heard a crying inquiry, "Son, do you hurt?" ”

His watery eyelashes trembled.

What is pain.

How does Pearl hurt when she gives birth to him?

When she vomited a mouthful of blood and passed out, what kind of pain did she feel?

What he is doing today is not to compensate for the pain she has suffered, nor is it to abuse herself in order to atone for her mistakes, if he has such a thought, he will defile the pearl and demean himself.

He already knew that the one who abandoned me yesterday could not be left behind, and the wounds that had stopped in the past could not be made up by him by bearing the same harm, and Xuan Mingzhu did not need his self-righteous affection.

Not to make up for it, not to feel guilty, he was just doing something that was rightfully deserved.

Although she abandoned him as if she were doing what he wanted, he still felt that protecting his wife was his duty, and he could not abandon her in the slightest.

Mei Changsheng closed his eyes in the sound of dripping blood.

A drop of blood is a dollar, eight eight sixty-four dollars, it is a long time.

When the blood in his heart was finally full, Jiang Jin hurriedly pulled out the silver needle carefully, and when he saw the blood-soaked needle body, he once again realized how fierce and crazy Fang Cai Gongzi was, before he dared to make such a cruel hand.

What made him even more desperate was that the prince would suffer such torture twice.

"Let's fry the medicine..." The pain between Mei Heting's eyebrows gradually calmed down, and he pressed the gauze coated with gold sores medicine on his left chest wound with his hand, and slowly drank a bowl of ginseng soup.

"According to The Doctor Zhou's formula, you personally guard it."

"When the medicine is fried, go to the palace and ask The Son of The World to come."

"There was no need to avoid people, so I said that there were some matters in Beijing that I needed to ask him to talk about in detail."

After the weak but methodical command, he shook up and went to the edge of the bed, "I, go to the meeting, someone came to call me." ”

The deep coat on his body trembled for a moment, like a dead leaf about to leave the branches.

Jiang Jin was busy trying to help, and was driven by Mei Heting to boil the medicine.

The reason why the knife is abandoned to take the needle is that the wound of the needle is small and will not lose too much blood. His injuries were not a big deal on the outside and he could walk on his own.

The wound is not in the heart, it is in the anointing.

The man slowly lay on the bed with his chest covered, feeling that every time his heart beat, it seemed to be circling on the tip of a needle, and the feeling was eerily calm, as if there was nothing else here and now but this heart.

Closing his heavy eyelids, Mei Changsheng thought that he would always endure this pain, but in a trance, the tip of his nose smelled a wisp of incense, the incense was so familiar, sweet enough to let him hug into the bone- it was the aroma of Xuan Mingzhu's body.

He opened his eyes!

In front of her eyes appeared a heavy pile of draperies, a thin and psychedelic mist purple, which was the color used by the eldest princess. Mei Changsheng walked in it, even forgetting to breathe, covering his chest, like a person who fell into Baoshan, opening the curtain in front of him layer by layer.

He hadn't dreamed of Xuan Mingzhu for a long time.

Ever since she vomited blood and fell unconscious, disappearing into the snow in a scarlet cloak in her dreams, he would never see her dream again, nor would he dream of her again.

He had thought that her seven souls and six spirits were very tired of him, so even in their dreams, they resisted his approach.

Mei Changsheng took the last step very lightly, afraid of losing the treasure, he opened the last layer of purple yarn, and behind the curtain, it was originally an embroidered bed carved from ivory white jade.

On the bed, there was a sleeping woman, with thick eyelashes and red lips, like an unguarded child.

Mei Changsheng trembled and fell to his knees on the edge of the bed.

He reached out and traced the cinnabar between her eyebrows, afraid to touch it. He desperately tried to lean over, embrace her, fit himself, and clasp his palms with all his might to prevent him from approaching.

She didn't say she wanted him, even in her dreams, and he couldn't take her lightly.

"Uh-huh..." He took a step back and let out a weak sigh.

Isn't the needle taken away, isn't it just a dream in front of you, and why does it hurt more in your heart than it does?

In the end, Mei Changsheng carefully stepped on the pedal, lay down beside the sleeping girl with light hands and feet, and put his face between her neck, leaving a gap in restraint.

The only place where hun body came into contact with her was a piece of clothing corner that was gently holding her in his hand.

Only in the dream, she was his alone.

The snow-white man murmured, "I won't touch you, seriously, you don't like things to do forever... Just ask you to stay with me for a while, just like now, okay. ”

"Vinegar vinegar, I feel pain."

The smoke wind blew the yarn tent on the edge of the bed, and in the palace, the napming Xuan mingzhu suddenly woke up.

She opened her eyes and glanced inexplicably at the side of the bed.

Fang Cai said that Huai huai and the children had lunch and then she returned to the temple for a break, leaning on the pillow unconsciously lost the past, forgetting what dream she had, only to feel that there seemed to be the breath of others around her, and there was a faint smell of bitter medicine.

In her dream, she wanted to open her eyes to see who the man was, but she couldn't hold on to a pair of eyes anyway.

Isn't it possible to have nightmares in the daytime?

Xuan Mingzhu rubbed her temples in a stateless mood, and Cheng'er, who was waiting next to her, saw that she looked depressed and asked Her Highness where she was uncomfortable.

"No discomfort." Xuan Mingzhu shook her head, covered her lips and asked, "Where will Shizi do?" ”

It was difficult for him to please this beautiful messenger, thinking of pleasing her, going back and forth for a hundred miles, and tomorrow he would have to hurry back on horseback. She ordered, "You ask Grandma Cui to prepare more snacks and Chrysanthemum tea and bring him to eat on the road." ”

Cheng Er replied, "When His Highness Fang Cai took a nap, someone from the Assassin Shi Mansion asked Xiao Shizi to go over to the mansion to discuss things. ”

Xuan Mingzhu heard the words, and after a little thought, he figured out that both of them were the emperor's confidants and should have something to discuss. While he was talking, it happened that Xiao Shizi had returned, and Xuan Mingzhu woke up with the well water he had drawn, and sent it out.

When I arrived at the outer temple, I saw Yan Huai standing in front of the dragon case, pouring the contents of a bamboo tube into the white porcelain bowl that the maid had asked for.

Xuan Mingzhu was somewhat inexplicable.

Seeing Sister A come out, the usual smile on the teenager's face disappeared, replaced by a rare seriousness, and said:

"Sister, I found a folk remedy for you, this medicine is expected to cure your illness, you should take it while it is hot."

Xuan Mingzhu was stunned when he first heard Huai's words.

She first ordered Yingxiao to keep an eye on the three children Mo entering the main hall, in case they heard, and asked Yan Huai, "What is the formula?" ”

The young man raised his eyebrows, and did not answer for half a moment.

Before he went to the Assassin Shi Mansion, he did not think that the surname Mei would give him this hand.

When Yan Huai came to Ruzhou this time, in addition to sending a holy message to Xuan Mingzhu, he also carried a secret edict from His Majesty to be handed over to Mei Heting.

The steward of the Assassin's Mansion was also very polite, and after he came to the door, he was welcomed to the living room, and he was seated and tea. Soon, the owner of the mansion turned out from behind the screen.

When Yan Huai first saw the black shirt, he almost didn't dare to recognize it.

It wasn't that Mei Heting's appearance had changed in any way, but the last time they met at the Luoyang Huguo Temple, this person was still the same Sven Zangjun look that he didn't look up to, and he was a little sleepy.

However, the person in front of him now, dressed in a deep Xuan brocade robe, tied with a wide belt of the same color, with a dark gold striped silk forehead belt embedded in the western ink jade on his eyebrows, his face was as white as frost, and his long body was jade, as if the lonely and obedient Zhang disciples raised by the old family were all calm and poured in.

Yan Huai was a god of a hundred warriors pulled out of the pile of dead people, who was not suppressed by that boldness, but he could not help but secretly nahan, and his face was still unstinting:

"Yo, I haven't seen you in a few days, this is in the ink jar?"

He deliberately glanced at the white Rushengxuan's face a few more times, and the fox was suspicious: "Also learn He Lang to apply powder?" How can you still think that you are not white and pure enough, it seems that you are very comfortable from the Dali Temple to be transferred to be the pastoral order of this place. ”

Mei Heting was awakened from his dream by Jiang Jin a moment ago, saying that Yan Xiaoshizi had arrived. He suddenly returned from the dream to the present world, and he was lost all the way, until he was stabbed by yan Huai's words at this time, and then he woke up.

Looking at the unruly young man, his voice was slightly hoarse: "Eight hundred miles and a hurry can't run the horse of the world, your excellency is very hard." ”

Looking at each other with disgust, Yan Huai snorted softly, handed over the emperor's secret letter, and did not bother to talk to him, "Does the adult need to say something to convey and listen to, there is something to say, there is nothing I can return." ”

After all, he was not like some lonely people, but there were still people waiting for him to go back to accompany him.

Mei Heting stayed with the guests, "It is better to sit down and have a cup of tea." ”

Yan Huai waved his hand and said that he was not interested, and Mei Heting's posture was not excited: "I am looking for a prescription for the treatment of blood withering, I don't know if Shizi is interested in this?" ”

This one-sided sentence made Yan Huai's footsteps stop abruptly, and his heart beat like a drum.

He did not expect that there would be a day when he and Mei Heting would sit at the same table calmly.

After the two sat down relatively well, a bowl of medicine was boiled up at the right time, and Mei Heting did not hesitate, and compared hands forward:

"This Fang Zi asked several famous doctors, including Zhou Taiyi, to look at it, don't be inappropriate, Shizi can rest assured." There is a Lao Shizi brought to Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess and asked her to take it. In addition, Mortimer, only said that it is the fangzi that Shizi is looking for. ”

"Why?"

The medicinal soup that emitted heat separated the two people, blurring the eyebrows of both sides.

Yan Huai did not understand what the purpose of Mei Heting's circle was, and even doubted the authenticity of this drug, locking his eyebrows and looking at the opposite side, "It is said that this is a good thing, such a good performance opportunity, why not send it yourself?" ”

Mei Changsheng paused, "With my relationship with her now, she will not accept it." ”

"Not true." Yan Huai stared directly at him, "If you can really cure the disease, you can naturally distinguish between the weight and severity of Sister A's temperament." Lord Mei, you didn't tell the truth. ”

The young general of Pingnan who returned from southern Xinjiang is undoubtedly a difficult opponent, and if you are confused by his playful appearance, you will be very wrong.

There is still a saying circulating in the Nanzhao Kingdom - the General Pingnan of the Great Jin Dynasty, the horror of his leading troops in battle is that he knows himself and knows the enemy, and calculating the enemy's grain and grass can often be fine enough to be measured in pounds.

With such a natural general as the enemy, if you miss a son, you will lose everything, and what is even more terrifying is that even if you do not make mistakes step by step, there is a good chance that you will lose everything. Nine still can't escape the fate of being slaughtered in the neck.

He said, "Where did this formula come from, where is the formula, and what is the prescription?" Lord Mei, it is a matter of Sister A's life and death, I don't know how you are, I don't dare to be vague at all. You only give me a bowl of unclear medicine, change places, change you, do you dare to send it to Sister A's mouth? Unless I am given a precise reason, I will have to resign from such a cover-up. ”

Saying that, he stood up, and his eyes revealed a fierce anger.

The killing machine was not aimed at anyone, but Huo Ran placed the life and death of his most precious people in the sky. Under the sun, it aroused the deepest fear in his heart.

Mei Changsheng's eyes were as calm as water, and he tapped his finger on the desktop twice, signaling the other party not to be impatient.

The probe reached for a piece of paper from his arms and pushed it over.

"Xiao Huai'er? Ask you, what kind of medicine is this? ”

The soft voice in the ear made the words return to God.

Xuan Mingzhu did not wait to approach the sandalwood case, but first smelled a bad smell, and then looked at the medicinal color in the porcelain bowl, which was thicker than the usual soup.

Subconsciously, she tucked a towel into her nose, "This medicine is overbearing." ”

Yan Huai rubbed the tip of his nose, "Sister, good medicine bitter mouth, this is me... My painstaking prescription, handed over to the doctor to verify, really hope to cure you, Sister A take a waiting effect, okay? ”

Xuan Mingzhu heard those four words and was slightly confused.

"Hopefully cured"—" How heavy the weight of this sentence is, only those who experienced the despair of fourteen years ago know.

At that time, she had been waiting for this sentence, but neither the doctors in the palace nor the folk alchemists dared to vouch for her mother. Fourteen years later, she had prepared for the worst for herself.

She knew that Xiao Huai'er had been unwilling to give up looking for a strange prescription for her, like the Qi Qiao Pill he had obtained from Southern Xinjiang last time, as well as the sea party he had worked so hard to obtain, Xuan Mingzhu had tried the same after getting the approval of the Tai Doctor.

None of them worked.

Xuan Mingzhu didn't want to hurt his heart, and smiled and said, "It's okay, but you can show me the formula first." ”

She still remembered that uncle of the Ninth Emperor had repeatedly told her not to use other medicines indiscriminately. Thinking of getting Fang Er first, he turned back to ask Uncle Nine before deciding whether to drink or not.

For Uncle Jiu's words, Xuan Mingzhu has recognized them since he was a child. This sect even emperor of Jin Ming was a little surprised, saying that who had his own precious girlfriend, but more towards his uncle's truth?

In fact, not only because Xuan Lingquan was an elder, but also because Xuan Mingzhu had grown up to be abducted out of the palace by him since childhood, he had a similar temperament, and naturally trusted this imperial uncle who was not like a royal.

Yan Huai said that what he got was a medicine, directly boiled out, and there was no formula.

He also swore to pat his chest as a guarantee, "Fang Zi is no problem!" ”

Because he saw the prescription with his own eyes.

The three words that stimulated him more than the blood in his heart were: mating partner.

Only those who have had skin kisses with the sick person are eligible to hand over this medicine primer.

He thus understood why Mei Heting's face was so pale, and why he asked himself to insert a lever from it.

The only person who can boil out this bowl of medicine is Mei Heting, but it can be soaked with human blood, Mo said that it was a sister, and it was difficult for anyone to go down to this mouth. Mei Heting and this prescription could not show their faces like shadows in the shadows.

And the only person who can persuade Xuan Mingzhu to drink the medicine is to speak arbitrarily.

It is ridiculous that two men who are intolerable have reached a consensus on this matter.

Before he left the Thorn Shi Mansion with the medicine, he asked with a bit of malice, "How is Lord Mei feeling about making a wedding dress for others?" ”

He thinks he is inferior, but he will not be the gentleman of adult beauty.

Mei Heting was silent. Yan Huai looked back, only to see the man sitting there quietly, the thick black clothes crushing him without a trace of vitality, but the corners of his lips seemed to raise a shallow smile as sweet as food.

Seeing his dog-like appearance, Yan Huai had no sympathy for him at all.

The priority at the moment is naturally to ask Sister A to take medicine, whether there is an effect or not, always try.

The teenager looked eagerly at Xuan Mingzhu, and the amber-like clear pleading eyes only stuck to her.

Xuan Mingzhu groaned, "Cheng, listen to you." Cheng'er, and take it to the heat. ”

Yan Huai said, "The medicine is not cold, the temperature is just right." ”

Xuan Mingzhu was choked by him, probed his hand to touch the bowl, and sure enough, it was warm, looking left and right, "The candied fruit is not prepared, I am afraid that this medicine will be bitter." ”

"Sister," Yan Huai looked at her suspiciously, his voice aggrieved, "you won't believe Xiao Huai'er, will you?" ”

"Would you?" Xuan Mingzhu calmly picked up the bowl, "A piece of Xiao Huai'er's heart, Sister Ah knows what is good." ”

Just at this point, the people outside the palace came to pray, "Your Highness, Shizi, the second prince wants to ask Yan Shizi to spend a trip to the 'Unconscious Spring Deep Pavilion', saying that he read a book that is slightly confused and wants to ask Shizi for advice." ”

Xuan Mingzhu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and then he said, "Well, Bing Dao is your old skill, so you will go and instruct Heng'er Yi'er." He said as if he had blown the medicinal soup twice, touching his lips.

Yan Huai had no suspicion of Xuan Mingzhusu, and when he saw the situation, he put his mind at ease. And secretly thought to himself, want to go further with sister, and her husband to build a good relationship is an important part of the need to overcome, little girl Mei is not good at coaxing, so far called his little brother to shout vigorously, I heard that this second son is the most submissive, can be used as a breakthrough in the weak place.

So he resigned from his sister and went to the study cabinet on the east side of the palace.

Xuan Mingzhu's gaze came from above the rim of the bowl and aimed at the back.

Seeing the figure walk down the stairs, the next moment her eyes were not biased, and she poured the bowl of medicine into the Luo Han Song in her hand with her backhand.

The action is called a light car to familiarize the road, half a drop is not wasted, all moisturized the potted plants.

"Your Highness, you have secretly poured the medicine again!" Cheng Er exclaimed.

"Shhh." Xuan Mingzhu wiped the medicinal stains from the corners of his lips with a towel and said to himself with a sigh of relief, "Good Heng'er, but it is really Ah Niang's timely rain." ”

Saying that he sucked on the wings of his nose, he smiled and asked Cheng'er, "Do you smell it?" ”

When the medicine was poured down, in addition to the earthy smell of water soaking in the soil, there was also a bitter smell that was difficult to dissipate.

When she was a queen mother, she also studied medical science for a while, and when she approached the medicine bowl, the evil qi rushed to her nose, and she intuitively felt that it was not right.

In the book, she had seen some strange remedies for blood tuberculosis, which must be medicated with the blood of livestock, and it is nonsense to say what is to complement the form.

Xiao Huai'er's illness was chaotic, she understood and was grateful, it was not good to spoil his heart in person, but this kind of thing that did not even have a formula, there was no reason, she could not enter or not enter.

"But what if it works?" Cheng Er seemed to have missed a big opportunity, and looked at Song Xingxing with sorrow.

"Just in case..." Xuan Mingzhu stroked the string of bodhi beads on his wrist and looked through the vast temple door into the clouds, "I used to believe, but now I don't believe." ”

In the other case, Yan Huai found Mei Heng on the third floor of the Unconscious Spring Pavilion.

The books in this library are really sweaty, and the accumulated ink fragrance is quiet and cool, and it is not careful, as if it is the illusion that you will be buried in the endless sea of books.

Mei Heng is undoubtedly very suitable for this place, and her small body is full of books. Seeing Yan Huai, he asked for advice: "Later generations have doubts about "Sun Tzu's Military Strategy" and dare not talk about soldiers on paper, so please ask Shi Ziye to give advice. ”

Yan Huai originally had no patience for the little fart child, but he loved the house and the natural heat under Wuxia, laughed and said, "Good to say" and asked him where he did not understand.

Mei Heng bowed his head politely: "The beginning of the plan, the battle, the plot to attack, the military form, the military posture, the virtual reality, the military struggle, the nine changes, the marching terrain..."

"Wait—" Yan Huai took a deep breath and raised his hand, raising an eyebrow, "The little prince directly said that you don't understand the whole book." ”

Mei Heng nodded solemnly, "Please teach me." ”

"Then it's a lot of work."

"Later generations have patience."

Yan Huai smiled.

He looked at the boy for a moment, which would have only been pondered, but he was teased by a child less than ten years old, and he looked cold and withdrew.

Mei Heng's eyelashes blinked, and she didn't hurry to ask, "Where is Grandpa Shizi?" ”

Yan Huaitou did not return to the lazy voice: "The things asked by the little prince are basically shallow, read the original classics a few times to make it clear, killing chickens can not use a cattle knife, do not accompany." ”

"Oh." Mei Heng gently put the scroll in her hand back to Mu Ge, revealing a harmless smile, "My mother hurt me, although what I said is not as effective as that of the little sister, but I can try it for Shizi." ”

Yan Huairen almost got off the wooden ladder, a big brake foot, toothache twisted face: "Hey, the little prince is not small, this is a look at Yan Mou's eyes, want to move his tongue in front of The Princess Highness, give Ling Zun a chance to break the mirror and regain his circle?" ”

That's why I took the trouble to transfer him away from My Sister and tripped him and wouldn't let him go.

Mei Heting godson, good means.

Mei Heng smiled lightly, "What niangs want is her own choice." ”

He just wanted his mother to make choices without too much distraction.

In the Art of War, it is also said that if he can win the battle, if he cannot win, he will keep, and the good defender will hide under the nine lands -- he has no ability, the heavens and the place are favorable to the three, and he can earn a point for his father at most, which is the filial piety of a child.

The next day, the day did not wait for the light, and Yan Huai returned to Luoyang.

Out of the East City Gate, he saw Mei Changsheng waiting at the Long Pavilion to give him a ride.

When Yan Huai saw this, he didn't bat an eyelid, and sat on the Xuange saddle and said, "Mei Heng is actually your own son!" ”

"Heng'er, what's wrong with him?" The early morning dew of this season is not heavy, but Mei Changsheng's shaved body is covered with a thin tweed indigo cloak, and the morning wind blows the dark embroidered five-bat pattern of the hem, revealing a pair of plain satin soap boots.

He looked up at Yan Huai a few times, "Didn't sleep well last night?" ”

Yan Huai stared at him with two dark green eye circles, and said that he was pestered by your son and asked about the art of war, little master, can I sleep well with his mother?

The boy had a studious attitude, first asked Sister A's approval, he could not beat it and could not shirk it, and sheng missed a good opportunity to reminisce with Sister A.

Mei Changsheng learned that Mei Heng was fine, and asked the question that was most concerned, "Did she drink that medicine?" Can there be an uncomfortable reaction? ”

Yan Huai ignored him impatiently, "Drink it." ”

"Huh?" Mei Changsheng was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly darkened, "You didn't watch her take it with your own eyes?" ”

Isn't it your good son who made trouble?

However, he saw that Sister Ah had brought the medicine to his mouth, could there be a fake? "The medicine I personally gave, Sister Ah naturally appreciates it, and there is no difference between seeing her own eyes and not seeing her own eyes, can she still pour it?" You'd better make sure this medicine works! ”

He and Mei Heting were not opportunistic, and it was uncomfortable to look at him more, so they did not wait for a response, so they went away.

However, a black shadow suddenly broke in in the afterglow, and he couldn't help but pull back the reins.

The strength of the soldiers to control the horse was so great that Yan Huai was defenseless, and the head of the horse immediately took Mei Changsheng forward and almost fell.

"Woo! You don't want to die! Yan Huai hurriedly retracted the reins, looking incomprehensibly at this madman who was still wounded at the door of life, "What to do! ”

Mei Changsheng's entire left body suddenly hurt and numbed.

But he still straightened his back and immediately came down, and Sen's dark eyes stared at Yan Huai and asked:

"How she reacted when you handed her the medicine, give me a careful look at them."

Yan Huaiguang listened to his voice, felt a pain in his cool breath for him, and inexplicably frowned:

"Which door is crazy?" At this time, I regret that I did not personally send medicine to My sister to sell well, and came to me to find supplements? What reaction, Sister A covered her nose and said your medicine evil domineering. Blood follows its master, I think it is not bad at all! Let's go! ”

Xuan Jia Li Ma hoofed away, Mei Changsheng in the stirred dust, Sheng was a step backwards.

His face was incomparably pale.

Son! ”

Jiang Jin saw that Gongzi could not stand and rushed to grab him. Fang Cai's dialogue he listened to as much as he could, and his heart was also loose and tight, and he could only comfort the prince, "No, Her Royal Highness the Princess must have obeyed..."

That is the heart of the Gongzi, and it is the life-saving medicine that the Gongzi has gambled on with his life! How can there be such a fork in the road, if it is so, the sins of the prince will not be in vain, no, God will not tease people like this.

Mei Changshengmu shook his head.

He calculated everything and ignored that she had turned over the medical records of the Taiyi Medical Department for a long time.

She sniffed out that the smell in the medicine was not right.

Just by virtue of Yan Huai's three words and two words, Mei Changsheng's thoughts in his chest were pushed back layer by layer, and when he thought about the depths, he even had a weak voice, and his white nails clenched the trim of the cloak, "I don't know, they both have the habit of secretly pouring medicine..."

"It's all the speculation of the prince!" Jiang Jin intensified his tone, not knowing who he was trying to persuade, biting to death and not letting go, "That doesn't prove that Her Royal Highness the Princess must not have drunk that medicine, gongzi and relieved, your current body must not be too excited." ”

Mei Changsheng closed his eyelids and nodded, there was no empirical evidence, indeed it could only stop at speculation.

Her life was at stake, and he had to see it with his own eyes before he could decide what to do next.

The lord of Ruzhou was promoted to the rank of grand princess by the sage, and according to the regulations, the local governor would come to see the courtesy.

However, Mei Changsheng has never invited a false name, and when Xuan Mingzhu received the prayer post from the state pastor, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

She thought in her heart that she could be promoted to the top so quickly, and Lai Mei Heting had made a contribution behind her back, no matter who was surprised by this matter, it would not surprise him, it should have been his expected charter.

How did you come up with this false story? Is the wound on his arm healed? Not busy with official duties?

But then again, because of the efforts of others, she was not good at refusing.

When she was having a meal at Xiaohuaxie, she told several children Ming'er that their father had come over, and the words fell, and bao crow was the first to scream, as if he was happy, and Xuan Mingzhu saw the situation, and also allowed Mei Heting to see him.

The little lady who used to love the bed, got up early the next day to freshen up, and after using the imperial meal, she changed into her most proud pink and green eight-ball lantern pattern splendid embroidery dress, stepped on the pearl soft satin shoes, and stood at the top of the majesty steps, and put her hands on the pergola to look forward to the winding white jade steps.

Mei Yu and Mei Heng stood outside the hall together, waiting for the sound of the zi, and mei Changsheng's figure appeared in front of the third son's eyes.

Bao Crow First jumped and shouted "Daddy" and ran down the steps without waiting.

"Be careful, slow down." Mei Changsheng took a few quick steps in his robe, and bao crow opened his arms and threw himself into his father's arms, and was picked up by Mei Changsheng.

"Little Miss..." Jiang Jin, who was accompanying him, changed color, as if his chest had been suffocated.

Mei Changsheng smiled and picked up the girl, as if inadvertently taking a sideways step to block the untimely worry.

Looking at his daughter's pink and jade face, Wen Qing crossed his eyebrows, and asked in a mellow voice: "Did you sleep well last night, what did you eat in the morning?" ”

Bao Raven put his arm around his neck and squeaked in reply, and Mei Changsheng carried her up the stairs as he listened. The two teenagers came forward to see the ceremony, looked at their sister's happy look and smiled, and from time to time interjected a few words to debunk the cowhide she was blowing.

"Gee, you guys are so annoying, I just can ride a horse!"

Bao Crow reached out in Mei Changsheng's arms to grab Mei Da, Mei Changsheng's brow fluttered, but his arm held his daughter extremely steady.

Just as he was talking and laughing, Xuan Mingzhu walked out of the temple door with the back of Cheng'er's hand on the back of his hand, and when he saw the situation, he immediately said, "Bao Crow, when you see your father, you will make trouble, and you can't come down." ”

The clear sound is like a soft silk, which has the effect of nourishing the heartbreak. Mei Changsheng's throat moved slightly, and the eyes of the black crow raised, silently fixing on her.

Immediately narrowed his gaze: "The minister has seen Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess, and this day I have come to pay my respects." ”

It seems that the person who holds a baby in his arms like this is still the first time he sees him, and he can't salute, so he bows his head in greeting. The low-brow style outlines a tight chin silhouette of Qingjia.

Mei Changsheng did not forget to hug the treasure crow tightly as he spoke, revealing a little decent smile, "As well, the minister can move." ”

Xuan Mingzhu frowned disapprovingly.

She knew that Mei Changsheng had a wound on his arm, and even if he would be nursed for a few days, he would not be able to withstand the weight of this small lump.

Men spoil their daughters, she has seen more, but her hands are injured, and she still has to do something. Da Jin had never been a pawn master who was a writer, and when the time came, he really fell into trouble, and he might as well get in trouble.

Mei Heting's dark eyes shone lightly, and the corners of his lips reached Bao Crow's ear, "Ah Niang is angry, what should I do?" ”

Bao Crow smiled and crawled down, went to hold his mother's hand and gently shook it, she had experience, so with a shake, The quasi-bao shook Ah Niang's temper.

Xuan Mingzhu smiled and nodded her small nose, turned and entered the temple, Mei Changsheng followed her with her sleeves, half-humping and half-casually following her.

The family's neat and intimate attitude seems to be the same as before.

However, everyone knows that after all, it is different, Xuan Mingzhu is walking at the moment, occasionally asking a few words, all about the matter of the township test opening section, Mei Changsheng answered one by one.

Bao Crow's left hand was led by his mother, and his right hand hooked his father backwards, and he suddenly sucked in his small nose and said, "Grandpa is so fragrant." ”

The conversation between the two was interrupted, and Mei Changsheng's footsteps were slight, and then he untied the Seven Treasure sachet on the jade belt and bent down to tie it to the button in front of the treasure crow's placket, "Give the treasure crow to wear." ”

Mei Bao Crow is not hungry for this sachet, and after getting it, he still has his eyebrows raised.

She only thought that the incense was brought by the purse, but Grandpa did not have a sachet, and there was still a deep smell of spices on his body.

She couldn't smell the familiar smell of pine snow on Aye's body before.

"I never saw you before." Xuan Mingzhu waited sideways for their kung fu and casually said a word.

Mei Changsheng was silent, and somewhat embarrassedly pursed his lower lip, "So-and-so is not proficient in the incense path, use it at will, I don't know if it's good or not." ”

"Ten li incense, with dragon saliva gold," Xuan Mingzhu inhaled a nose and identified it, "very chic." ”

She looked calmly at Mei Heting, who used to wear no ornamental belt except jade, and now Peiqi has seven things and a prominent purple gold fish belt, who used not like incense, and now has her own leisurely IELTS with incense.

The toe of the Qilin and the Zhenzhen Gongzi, such a family style, are actually very suitable for him.

Well, it's more smiling than ever.

It was the right decision for them to separate, to stop bondage to each other and to live their new selves.

Xuan Mingzhu's state of mind widened, and the knots of the past could also be put in the present and quipped: "You have entered the Master of the Autumn Seat this year, and your Majesty, the chief examiner of the Shangjing Chunlu, also intends to reserve a place for you." At that time, Mei Qing will be the youngest seat owner of my dynasty, how, or unwilling to join the cabinet? ”

Mei Changsheng's eyes moved slightly.

He couldn't have been clearer about what it meant to be in the Cabinet.

The last time he came back, it was also at this vermilion pillar, and it was also the same bright sunlight that made his throat hoarse.

"If this is The wish of Your Highness, eternal life should be obeyed."

Xuan Mingzhu shook his head, "Naturally look at yourself." ”

She had seen the princes and concubines in the clan room and the concubines, obviously the two people were cut off, but there was still male and female remarriage interference, or the woman's little sex came up to her ex-husband to point fingers, accumulated sticky and unclear, made it look bad, and made a laughing stock.

The experience of the predecessors and the future generations have received, but they are all sober words that are difficult to buy.

Entering the temple room during the conversation, the children consciously avoided it, and the temple offered ice, which cooled down for a moment.

Xuan Mingzhu ordered people to serve fragrant tea according to the specifications of entertaining distinguished guests, and he dragged his own phoenix skirt and went to the main seat to sit down.

Mei Heting's footsteps stopped instantly.

His gaze was fixed deeply on the pot of Luo Han Pine that was used to decorate the case.

——When human blood meets pine, it is brown, and the moist soil has not even dried, and it smells fishy.

The seemingly waterless pine leaf tips withered into a gray yellow.

Those who are accustomed to trying cases know the slightest.

What he saw with his own eyes was different from the impact brought about by speculation, Mei Changsheng's heart stabbed, and even his breathing hurt.

It was not that she was sad that her hard work was wasted, but that she regretted Xuan Mingzhu and delayed her hope of recovering from her illness for several days.

It doesn't matter, he can...

That Fan Xuan Mingzhu was talking about the title of "Zhenguo", curious about which university scholar had an ingenuity, and turned back to see Mei Heting still standing there, a little stunned, and said strangely: "Mei Qing? ”

His abnormal silence gave her another misunderstanding, and she suddenly realized, "Isn't it the title you chose for this palace?" ”

"Yes..." Mei Heting was full of thoughts at this time or the matter of her pouring medicine, and the city government was as deep as he was, and he even lost his mouth in an instant.

After acknowledging it, he immediately reacted, and the fire attacked his heart with a loud roar, stabilized the heel of the weak general, and said quietly: "It is a matter of trouble for the subordinates, if it is not in line with Your Highness's wishes, please ask the palace to lower the punishment." ”

"Well, Hongu's heart and eyes are only a little bit in your eyes?"

Xuan Mingzhu did not doubt his motives as Mei Changsheng feared. The eldest princess was obviously quite fond of this number, and she couldn't imagine that this gentleman had such a decent time.

Looking at the old acquaintances from the outside, without those obsessive grievances, it is more pleasing to the eye. She gly twisted the gold circle on her little finger, "Hongu should reward you." ”

Jiang Jin could not enter the main hall and waited anxiously outside.

Bi Changshi and he are old acquaintances, and invite him to baoxia to drink tea to relieve the heat, and Jiang Jin is grateful. In his mind, the prince entered the temple to confirm whether the princess had drunk the medicine, to examine the clues and traces, and then to have a few words with His Highness, whether it could be confirmed or not, it should also come out soon.

He was nervous about his son's body, and he could only feel at ease when he stood at the door and waited.

I didn't want to go through a few cups of tea, but I waited for the person inside to deliver a message, saying that the eldest princess was playing chess with Lord Mei, and please wait.

Jiang Jin was confused, didn't he come to investigate things, how did he suddenly play chess?

Inside the temple.

Xuan Mingzhu said half-jokingly that he wanted to reward him.

Knowing that he should leave after getting the answer, Mei Changsheng made the god really ask for a reward, please play a game with His Highness.

Playing chess can take a long time.

He was like a thief addicted to stealing, thinking, looking at her face to face, it was better than in his dreams.

Xuan Mingzhu was stunned at first.

Her own golden mouth and jade words are not good, and after responding, she put forward a request, "Not only to play against each other, Mei Qing is not allowed to let go, nor is it allowed to deliberately make a mistake, ask the palace to see how much difference between your and my chess skills is." ”

This sentence is well documented, her chess skills were taught by Mei Heting after becoming a relative.

Every time you let the five sons, the middle game allows her to regret the five sons, and then grind him to put some water, you can fully count the three hundred and sixty sons all over the chessboard, squandering a whole hour of time.

That was the reason she could still find when Lang Jun was busiest to divide him up for a long time.

Probably think that playing chess is a serious matter, so Mei Heting has never shirked this matter, and sometimes prefers to delay some kung fu in handling official duties, find a space, and patiently teach her how to play chess.

She didn't like to play chess, and if she did, habits became natural. Because it felt as if there was a temperature left on the crisscrossing chess pieces.

The past is like water transiting, thinking without a trace.

The chessboard of water-lacquered agarwood was laid out.

Mei Changsheng was lying on the edge of the chair opposite Xuan Mingzhu, and the cool jade chess pieces were between his fingers, like holding a tear that he didn't know how to keep. He looked at the bright and vivid face and smiled at him lightly, emphasizing it again than a finger:

"Say yes, don't let the chess."

Her smile, moving and innocent thoughts, her eyes do not contain the gentleness of the past, nor the indifference when she just left.

I really just thought of him as a chess friend.

Her persistence and letting go have always been smoother than men.

Mei Changsheng felt the sting of his heart and smiled and said yes.

During the season in the Princess Mansion, every time Xuan Mingzhu came to him with a chess box, he knew that This delicate Highness wanted to stay with him, so he tried to spare time to teach her to play chess.

One more son, he can fight with her for a while, play chess as one of the four arts, and he is not counted as drowning in the gentle countryside.

Such a secret thought could not be spoken, and could only be heard through the soft temperature of her fingertips, and a sound was heard in the air.

Today she will not let it go.

That will end soon.

The lotus incense burned a plate of sinking water, except for the crisp sound of falling, the quiet hall did not smell the rest for a while.

The two of them dropped a small flying star, and Xuan Mingzhu suddenly said, "Immortality, in fact, you don't have to feel guilty." ”

Mei Changsheng's hand trembled.

He raised his head, and Xuan Mingzhu's eyes were looking at him earnestly, "I know that your mind is too heavy, and you may still feel a responsibility to me." In fact, there is no need, there is one thing I have only recently wanted to understand, when the list of sons-in-law, I was persistent with you, just to gamble with the father and emperor, in the end, it is not necessary for you. ”

When Mei Changsheng was silent, Xuan Mingzhu suddenly changed his face and hooked his lips, slyly shaking the chess pieces in his hand, "Attacking the heart is the best, and the soldiers are not tired of deception!" Next, Mei Qing had to be careful. ”

Mei Changsheng couldn't help but lean down to the left and laughed.

Miao, the chess he taught back then, now she still uses it on him. Blue out of blue.

Yi Qi did not even reach the middle game, and the result was divided.

The long fingers like carved jade plucked out the white seeds in the black dragon's encirclement, and the sound was as cool as jade Qin, and the voice was accepted.

Xuan Mingzhu stared at the collapsed chessboard for a while, only to understand that he had been coaxing himself to play before, and she still overestimated her chess skills.

He didn't see much frustration either, and nodded his head lightly, "Mei Qing is high." ”

Plain jade-like face without powder, there is a natural lazy taste, like this near noon summer, leading people to move their eyes downwards, the two petals of vermilion lips as a sand watermelon, soft, sweet, thirst-quenching, and afraid of quenching thirst more and more thirst.

Mei Changsheng cast intertwined eyelashes. When the chess was finished and the words were finished, he put black and white into the chess box, closed the lid, and got up.

"The subject retreats."

Jiang Jin outside the palace saw Gongzi come out and rushed forward, trying to see something from Gongzi's expression, but found nothing.

Mei Changsheng told him to stay less and go to the side hall to say goodbye to his children.

Bao Crow knew that Grandpa was leaving, although his eyes were full of reluctance, but he was obedient and did not pester, and seriously made an agreement with Grandpa to go to the city to see the lanterns together during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Mei Heng held a book of doubtful notes that had been prepared for reading, and consulted his father according to the doubts listed above, and some short righteous scriptures Mei Changsheng answered on the spot, and there were three or two unclear long speeches, and he said that after returning to the house, he would organize them into letters and send them to him.

Mei Yu was much more straightforward, looking at Mei Changsheng's thin cheeks, "Father pay more attention to the three meals on time, although the official business is complicated, but also to take care of the body." ”

Mei Changsheng agreed one by one.

After that, he traveled to the palace with Jiang Jin, and Jiang Jin was busy asking how, and Mei Changsheng was always silent. Until he walked down the mountain road and left the range where the Beiya Army was stationed, he said lightly:

"Arrange the manpower back."

Jiang Jin understood as soon as he heard it.

When the prince withdrew all the eyes and ears arranged in the palace before, he still had doubts in his heart, and confirmed one more sentence, all of them must be withdrawn? The prince nodded and said:

"She wouldn't want to be spied on, even if it was a well-intentioned protection." What she doesn't like, I don't go against her wishes. ”

Therefore, the prince was not sure whether the princess had drunk the medicine or not, and he needed to come and take a trip in person, because inside and outside the palace, there was really no eyes and ears for him.

Now, Gongzi also said that he would rearrange it, that is, Thaksin could not say that Huai had transferred the medicine, which meant that the previous medicinal soup, the eldest princess, had not taken it.

Dude is going to dig his heart again.

Jiang Jin stopped, and his eyes were a little wooden.

"How?" Mei Changsheng sensed his strange appearance and looked back.

"The prince forgives sins." For the first time in his life, Jiang Jin gave birth to Bao Tian's courage in front of Mei Changsheng and looked directly at him: "The subordinates must inform the princess of what happened five years ago." ”

He had nightmares these two days, full of scenes of digging his heart for his son, and the bloody face made him wake up in a cold sweat every time. Jiang Jin had a thought, he couldn't stop gongzi from taking his life as a madman, at least he could let Her Highness the Princess know what Gongzi had done for her.

He was just a small subordinate, but he also wanted to return the name for Gongzi and tell Her Royal Highness the Princess that Gongziye had her in mind.

"Five years ago, on the day of His Highness's production, gongzi did not want to go back to accompany His Highness, but was secretly ambushed by a group of Miaojiang killers."

Jiang Jin still said with a little choking, "Gongzi, why haven't you said it, when someone wanted to secretly be unfavorable to the princess, you were only investigating..."

"You say it again." Mei Changsheng interrupted in a cold voice, and his dark eyes stared at his face, "What are you going to do?" ”

"I..." Jiang Jin suddenly couldn't speak.

Those pair of dark and sharp eyes locked on him like a cheetah, giving him the illusion that if he dared to say more, the prince could tear him alive with his eyes.

At this moment, Mei Changsheng slowly stretched out a hand and reached for his neck. Jiang Jin shivered fiercely in his heart, and his legs were fixed there and could not move.

That cold white jade-like hand only straightened the collar for him, and the cold and faded eyes contained a little lightness, "What's the word, go home and say it." ”

Jiang Jin really didn't understand, what kind of strength did Gongzi really hold? He looked at those eyes that were so calm that he felt even more uncomfortable.

The case five years ago was the most difficult case Mei Heting had ever handled.

At first, it was just a simple case of imperial merchant buying murder, but when the result was about to be closed, Mei Heting went deep along the vine of the killer and accidentally found that this group of outlaws from Miaojiang were also employed by others, and the target of the assassination was Xuan Mingzhu.

Someone wants to buy the life of the eldest princess.

At that time, when Emperor Xian had just sat firmly in the dragon chair, the aftermath of Prince Rong's rebellion had not yet been completely quelled, and the southeastern domain was unstable.

And Xuan Mingzhu and the first emperor's mother compatriots, with wealth and power in their hands, are a great help for the Son of Heaven. If there is a thief who does not die, the easiest way is not to cut off the emperor's arm.

At that time, Xuan Mingzhu was eight months pregnant, and Mei Heting did not alarm her and secretly reported the matter to Emperor Xian. After hearing this, the former emperor attached great importance to it, gave others the privilege of hand, and allowed him to let go of the case.

Rao was so precisely arranged, on that rainy night of collecting the net, he still miscalculated, and was countered by the other side in a mountain forest.

When the machete with the cold light of the cool moon squeezed into his chest, Mei Heting had only one thought, he couldn't die.

There was also a lamp waiting for him.

There were still people in the family waiting for him to return.

The rain of that night was as heavy as hell, and the people he brought with him fell one by one, surrounded by the unclean blood of the rain. His life was large, the blade was half an inch off, and with the thought in his heart, he had to hold out until reinforcements came.

But he didn't know that Xuan Mingzhu would be born prematurely.

Mei Heting's chest was bleeding profusely, and he was carried back by several people. Along the way, he was still confused and wondered how he could hide the injury when he went back, and not to surprise the fetus of His Highness the Princess.

As soon as he entered the Long Princess Mansion, he learned that Xuan Mingzhu had already given birth to a daughter for him, and he was bleeding profusely when he was about to go to the basin, and he had just escaped from danger.

Mei Heting's mind was blank at that moment.

He couldn't be with her when she was in the most pain and hardship.

Changing clothes, covering up injuries, and saying sorry was the only peace he could whitewash at that time.

His mother was frightened when she gave birth to him and fell ill throughout her life. Xuan Mingzhu had just experienced a death robbery, and he didn't dare to let her be frightened in the slightest.

The scar later scabed, and he lied to her that it was a scratch from a paper knife.

If the truth is told, it will win her a share of heartache, get a point of course, offset a sense of guilt, as if the husband who did not accompany her on the night of his wife's difficult birth became a person who was not wrong.

The perfectionistic reproach in his character does not allow himself to do so.

Today, the past is an old thing buried under the yellow sand for a longer time than the past clouds.

Why did he hold this self-pity again to disturb her heart?

Although what Xuan Mingzhu said when Fang Cai was playing chess was a joke, it was also the truth, if it were not for the fact that she felt that the times had changed, and thought that the distance between the two of them was clear and relaxed, and it would not be spoken.

This means that whenever he shows the slightest nostalgia for the past and his thoughts about her, her trust in herself will be withdrawn.

He used his disguise in exchange for Xuan Mingzhu to let down his guard, and Xuan Mingzhu blocked his dark heart step by step with this frankness.

Like a drinking duck, but he knew himself and couldn't stop.

Mei Changsheng looked down and smiled.

She is not indispensable to him, it does not matter, he must be her.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't get it, he just needs to keep this living person.

When his words were useless, he came on his own.

Jiang Jin could not understand Gongzi's nine-curved ileum, his mouth was on his face, his legs were on him, and he was hesitating.

Mei Changsheng unconsciously raised his hand to cover his chest and sighed lightly, "My words don't work, do they?" ”

Jiang Jin dialed his head, still not moving.

In the middle of the stalemate, the green brick road behind the two people suddenly heard a rushing sound of horses' hooves.

A crisp female voice drank "Woo", Mei Changsheng sniffed back and saw a green brown horse sitting with two girls.

The one sitting in front of the saddle was strictly speaking just a child, about ten years old, wearing a red dress, but his face was pale, and his body was as soft as a torn pocket, as if he could plant a horse at any time.

Behind the girl in red, there was a handsome and heroic girl, who stopped her horse and saddled and helped the girl in red down, and with some caution looked back at the road and said to the girl in her arms:

"We're in the palace, don't be afraid, there is a princess in the horizontal vertical for you."

The girl who spoke, Mei Changsheng recognized, was a Lady of the Li clan who had befriended Xuan Mingzhu.

He looked at Jiang Jin with a warning look, calmed his thoughts and stepped forward, "What happened?" ”

Li Mengyu had only been in a hurry before, but he did not notice that there were still people under the archway, and when he heard the quiet voice, he was stunned at first, and when he found that Mei Heting was here, he was very surprised.

Without waiting for her to speak, the girl in red looked up at Mei Changsheng a few times, suddenly grabbed his sleeve, and cried loudly:

"Uncle! Please do justice for Hongyi! ”

Mei Changsheng heard this call, and his eyebrows slowed down.

Jiang Jin was still immersed in the emotions of pain for the prince, frightened by a sudden voice, looking at the girl in red with familiar eyes, thinking about it and remembering, is this not the only daughter of the Third Princess Xuan Mingyue' knee, Lu Xiaoniang? How did you come up with this description?

"Cough," Li Mengyu coughed dryly, the boss all put this person on leave, where can still talk about an "uncle", "Red Wisp, you recognize it." ”

She seemed to have a lot of opinions about Mei Heting and didn't want to talk to him too much. Lu Hongyi, the daughter of the three princesses, saw Mei Qima in panic, only to feel that he had seen his relatives, and remembered his identity as Dali Shaoqing, and felt even more dependent, and only then did he lose his attitude for a while.

After being reminded by Li Mengyu, she remembered that her aunt and Lord Mei had long since left, and That Lord Mei was no longer in charge of the prison at the Dali Temple, and for a moment she lost her main heart and began to cry.

Mei Changsheng knew that there was something wrong when he saw it, and pointed out Jiang Jin for a moment, making him stay here, and his steady voice had the power to soothe people's hearts: "I will send you up." ”

For Mei Heting's return, Xuan Mingzhu was very surprised. When she saw Li Mengyu and her niece, she frowned and asked, "What happened?" ”

Lu Hongyi couldn't bear it any longer at this time, and threw herself down in front of Xuan Mingzhu and cried bitterly, "Ask your aunt to be the master, my mother, my mother, she is gone!" ”

Xuan Mingzhu didn't even understand at first glance, Xuan Mingyue was gone? She was a year younger than herself, and she had never been sick or a disaster, how could she be gone?

She has been favored by her father since she was a child, and those sisters in the harem are naturally sour-eyed, so Xuan Mingzhu's fate as a sister is shallow. The three princesses under Princess Hui's knees have been an honest head since childhood, and Xuan Mingzhu is not bad not to bully people, and on friendship, it has always been flat.

However, no matter how distant, there is also half the same bone blood flowing in the body, let alone a human life. Xuan Mingzhu summoned Cheng'er to fetch water, brought a tea to calm the gods, and asked what was going on.

Mei Changsheng avoided the etiquette, and was glimpsed by Xuan Mingzhu Yuguang and said to him, "Don't go first, listen together." ”

The windows of the temple are open in all directions, and there is a breeze on the top of the mountain. In the cool palace room, Li Mengyu looked at the boss, and then glanced at Mei Heting, and his heart was extremely confused.

Last time in the Shanglin Garden, I saw that they were still intolerable, how did they coexist peacefully after separating, and it was said that there should be a response?

However, this was put aside first, and she wrapped her shoulders around the red ribbon and said:

"Boss, this is the case, these days I have been eating with my grandmother at the Qingxin Nunnery on the outskirts of the city, and today at dawn, I heard movement on the official road. When I went out to see, a carriage was driving in front, but behind the carriage there was a group of strong men chasing the horse, surrounding the carriage, opening the curtain, and there was a little girl in the carriage.

"I didn't know the red wisp at the time, and when I saw that the group was about to snatch the girl away, I thought that in broad daylight there was a robbery of a good girl, and immediately led the accompanying domestic servants down to stop it." After some negotiation, it was learned that those people claimed to be domestic servants of the Lu family in Shangjing Longevity Fang, and this was the third princess and Lu Yasi's thousand gold.

"Hongyi saw me, and only shouted for help, saying that those people wanted to harm her, and she had someone who wanted to go to Ruzhou to find the eldest princess." When I saw that the men were pestering, they were fierce, and they had doubts in their hearts, so I snatched out a horse and brought her. ”

Xuan Mingzhu felt a little shocked just by listening, turned to Lu Hongyi, and gently asked in a gentle voice: "Girl and don't be sad, your mother, Fan Cheng... When did it happen? ”

Fan Cheng was given the title of The Third Princess Xuan Mingyue, and Lu Hongyi sobbed, "Aunt Yu, at noon the day before yesterday, my mother went for a walk by the lotus pond in the palace, and somehow... Unexpectedly, she fell into the water, and at that time, all the female envoys around her were not there, and when they found out, the people were already..."

She cried and said, "That fang lotus pond was originally specially built by my father for Aunt Zhao, I can't figure it out, my mother never liked it, why did she go there that day?" I know that at the end of last month, my mother could not stand her father lifting up the concubine room and saying that she wanted to make peace with him, and it was only a few days before an accident occurred. I had doubts about my father in my heart, but he slapped me and reported to the emperor that day after the funeral, I insisted that the death of my mother was not an accident, but my grandmother wanted to ground me again..."

In the end, it was a child who had only turned nine years old, and his speech was not as methodical as Li Mengyu's, but Xuan Mingzhu also understood seven seven eight eight, and his face froze on the spot.

The Great Jin Dynasty actually had such news, a princess with golden branches and jade leaves inexplicably fell into the water and died, the Lu family wanted to rush things without making a sound, and also blocked the mouth of the lady in the family and did not let the voice open, if there is no internal affair, who believes?

The Lu family was so bold and arrogant, and what they relied on was presumably the boldness of Mrs. Lu.

It is said that Xuan Mingzhu still has some origins with the Lu family, and the lu lady's maiden name is Lin, who was originally her mother's fu mu.

I think that at the beginning, the harem concubine was a demon, and some concubines hit the pregnant Empress Roujia on the head, designing the Roujia Niangniang to fall from the pavilion steps, fortunately, The Fu Mulin Clan used her body as a cushion under the master's body to keep the Niangniang's fetal image unharmed, but she herself broke her shin and was almost crippled.

Therefore, the Lin clan was given a Fang Danshu iron coupon, a first-class commandment, and had the Lu family full of glory.

In this way, one of her lives was indirectly saved by Lin Fumu. Xuan Mingzhu vaguely remembered that she had a birthday one year when she was a child, and her mother ordered her to give Lin a prostration.

In this way, it is not a matter of being left out of the matter.

The little girl in her ear was still crying bitterly, Xuan Mingzhu was also a human woman, a mother, hurting her kind, unconsciously, she also had red eyes, and gently wrapped her red wisp in her arms to comfort, "Good boy, it is difficult for you." ”

She turned to Mei Heting, "How do you see it?" ”

Mei Changsheng had been quietly listening before, and he heard his head, "There are many doubts. Can you ask Lu Girl a question first? ”

After seeing Lu Hongyi nod, he asked, "Did the girl hear the Third Princess propose to make peace with Lu Hongyi?" ”

Lu Hongyi nodded affirmatively with swollen peach-like eyelids, "They quarreled that day, I was outside the door, and I heard it exactly." My mother said..."

Speaking of this, Lu Hongyi looked at Lord Mei with a solemn eyebrow, and it was a little difficult to say. However, when he thought that his mother's voice was still there a few days ago, in the blink of an eye, the heavens were eternally separated, and he wept out:

"She said that the eldest princess can be separated from each other, why can't she, she has had enough, this time she will learn from the big sister, and do what she says."

There was a momentary silence in the temple.

Mei Changsheng looked as usual, and pondered: "The funeral of the clan room is not left by the foreign division, all of which are handled by the ZongrenFu, according to the law, the three divisions including the Dali Temple have no right to interfere, unless there is clear doubt to prove it." At present, I am afraid that it is not enough to rely on Lu Nujun's words alone. ”

Xuan Mingzhu slowly coiled the Yellow Ribbon Buddha Head Pagoda hanging on the back of his hand, not knowing what he was thinking, and Han Huang only asked, "Can you check it?" ”

"Checkable." He said, "But it depends on whether you want to check it or not, and whether you can check it." ”

This is a bit worth pondering. Xuan Mingzhu knew that Mei Heting had always been deeply concerned, and he knew this connection between him and Lady Lu. Do you want to check, in her, can that sentence be checked, does it mean Mrs. Lu's death-free iron coupon?

At the moment, she just listened to the dictations of the Dream Whale and the Red Ribbon, completely ignorant of the details of the Shangjing Lu family, and after thinking about it, she did not ask questions, turned her head and ordered Cheng'er: "Pack your bags, let's leave for Beijing tomorrow." ”

She asked herself if she was a mundane, with few days, and she only adhered to the purpose of a happy day, and did not have much compassion left and right. However, if Mrs. Lu really harmed the third elder by virtue of her past merits, this matter would be inseparable from her.

Lu Hongyi heard her aunt's words, and was busy kneeling down and prostrating her head, and was pulled up by Xuan Mingzhu and put her arms in her arms, "Good boy, you have this kind of heart, the road is far away to vote for me, I want to give you an explanation." Mo cried, greeted the night, and went to call the treasure crow and let her accompany his cousin. ”

The female envoys in the palace were busy going in and out, and Mei Changsheng was like a bottle of Ru kiln floor porcelain bottle in place, and the light frost-colored lip flap was sniffed.

"Your Highness is no longer in town for the Mid-Autumn Festival."

His faint voice was muffled by the cries of the lost girl, and he paused for a few breaths and left.

The next day, the honor guard of the eldest princess left the city.

Cui Bao Yu jing descended from the palace on his own, and the Seven Treasures were followed by hundreds of armored guards, walking in a neat and uniform manner. Mei Changsheng was dressed in a corporate uniform, with a finger-wide hanging bead brocade on his eyebrows, and soap boots, slowly racing by the purple screen window.

Saying yes, she returned to Shangjing, and he rode to give her a ride.

—— Maybe it's not good, because at the beginning Xuan Mingzhu didn't agree, saying that there was a Beiya Army following, and she could cook clearly, and there was no need for Lord Mei to work hard. Mei Changsheng insisted on sending it.

The soft window screens of the half-roll are boneless and flutter with the wind, fluttering out of the window from time to time, and whisking on the crisp water-streaked sleeves of The Sea End of Ruzhou Thorn History.

He tilted his head slightly, and he could see Xuan Mingzhu sitting in the car, with two little girls in his hand, Bao Crow was holding a veil and gently wiping his cousin's tears, and the little adult-like silk comforted the landing red wisp.

Mei Changsheng was calm and silent, and Jiang Jin, who was following behind Gongzi, looked at the back shadow, and the root of his tongue was bitter.

When he returned to the Assassin's Mansion yesterday, he knew that he had rebelled against the Gongzi, and as soon as he entered the door, he knelt down for the Gongzi.

Gongzi Wei said in his chair, "Get up, I can't help you, don't let me worry." ”

Just such a soft and weak sentence made Jiang Jin feel so distressed that he did not dare to act against him anymore, and he also gritted his teeth to assure gongzi that he would not mention the events of five years ago again.

But as soon as he thought that His Royal Highness the Princess would return to Beijing, if the Prince did not die and took blood into medicine, he would inevitably have to run between the two places, thinking about the bones of the Prince's body, he couldn't help but worry about it.

All the way without words, when we reached the city gate, Xuan Mingzhu spoke: "Lord Mei will go back." ”

The crow in the car heard this and turned his head to look out. Mei Changsheng dismounted, handed her a bag through the window, and gently stroked her soft sideburns, "You like this incense, Ayedo made one for you." Bao Raven remembered to listen to his mother's words, and Aye Xiumu went back to see you. ”

Turning to look at the red wisp, the gentle voice was slightly low, "Girl Mourning." ”

Then, he looked at her and humbly waved his hand: "Your Highness is respectful." ”

The carriage and horse passed out of the city gate and gradually disappeared. Mei Changsheng stood at the city gate, recalling the scene where Fang Cai Bao Crow comforted Lu Hongyi, and his eyes were obscure.

He couldn't imagine what it would be like if she had lost her mother one day.

He wouldn't let that day come.

The man narrowed his gaze, dusted the dust on his sleeve and turned around: "Back." ”

Unlike when she came and visited, the eldest princess's car drove back quite quickly.

Zhongdao stayed at the inn for a night, and the next day, at noon, he entered the Shangjing Anhua Gate in the south of Luoyang City.

Once and for all, Princess Zhaole chang transformed into the grand princess of zhenguo. Xuan Mingzhu returned quickly, the news of the trip spread faster, and many officials who knew the opportunity rushed to the city gate to greet FengChao.

Among them, the Nine Gate Admiral and the Jingzhao Fu Yin took the lead, each with military guards to meet them, and the battle was quite large, almost blocking the city gate.

Hongyi had experienced being chased by people, and when she saw such a scene, she subconsciously shrank her body. Xuan Mingzhu noticed it, half-embraced the little girl in her arms, and lifted the curtain and commanded:

"Cheng'er, DaiMotoya thanked all the adults for their kindness, and asked them to return." General Lin went to open the road, don't scare my girl. ”

Then he said in a slightly high voice, "Governor Yan is close to the front." ”

Yan Huai listened to the words, performed a salute in front of the courtiers, and then approached the window, and there was a faction of people who could not envy the closeness, and whispered to Xuan Mingzhu:

"After receiving Sister A's fast horse message, I sent someone to keep an eye on the home." He glanced into the car and continued in a slow voice, "Yesterday early in the morning, the Lu family sent Princess Fancheng to the Princess Mausoleum, and the people held the order of the Zongren Mansion, for the right reason, saying that the weather was hot and did not want Guiyin Tianling to suffer, so they sealed the coffin in advance, and Xiao Huai'er had no right to stop it." ”

Xuan Mingzhu froze, and the red wisp was shaken around her, and the pair of eye sockets that were slashing could not even squeeze out tears, and cried out: "What, my mother and she... Sleeping in the garden? ”

Xuan Mingzhu bit his silver teeth, the front foot of the red wisp escaped for help, and the Lu family's back foot was hurriedly mourned, not to confess to themselves? Destroying corpses?

According to the custom, the funeral of the princess was not handled by the intervention of the husband's family, and should be sent to the spiritual bed by the Zongren Mansion to calculate the time, and now, the ZongrenFu ordered everywhere to coincide with the Lu family, thinking that there was a secret connection.

The most tricky part is that it is related to the dignity of the Heavenly Family, and there is no reason to reopen the coffin when the coffin is built into the mausoleum, and the body cannot be seen, even if there is a red wisp, it is impossible to confirm that Fan Cheng's death was not an accident.

"Grand Princess Chitose Chitose!"

While Xuan Mingzhu was contemplating in his heart, a sharp chanting and prayer suddenly came from the periphery of the courtiers who greeted fengchao, and the people's arms were straight up.

The courtiers said who is this, than they will meet the horse? When I turned my head to look, I saw two classes of well-dressed servants walking left and right, offering fragrant musk in their hands and carrying red silk.

Leaving the aisle in the middle, an old woman in a brocade dress supported by someone slowly approached, carrying a phoenix-tailed crutches given by the emperor in her hand.

The old man's right leg was slightly limping as he walked, and there was obviously an old residue on his body.

As soon as they saw that it was the Lu family, everyone was not surprised.

Don't look at the fact that the third generation of people has never had a Shangsanpin official in the door, but the house is filled with Danshu iron coupons that are not available to the prince of Zhengjing, and with this side of the thing, it is enough to walk sideways in Shangjing.

However, it can be said that the Lu family has always been low-key, Mrs. Lu is deeply reclusive, and her children and grandchildren have never made a fuss about bullying and greed. It is not a strict family style.

The crowd gave way to the old lady one after another, and Old Lady Lu bowed her head in greeting, came to the Qibao car, swung open the person who was helping her, and knelt down with a phoenix.

"The old woman Lu Lin clan knocked on her royal highness the eldest princess. The eldest princess was humiliated for the country, and now Xiang Xiang helped the emperor to rebel, and finally showed YiDe, thinking that the Spirit of roujia niangniang would know and feel comforted, and the old woman was also sincere in her arms, and there was honor. ”

Xuan Mingzhu was silent for a moment, sneered, and ordered Hongyi not to get out of the car, and he got off the car with his clothes.

"Is this my cousin's grandmother?" In the car, Bao Crow felt as if something was wrong, and tangled his white eyebrows.

The Han Liturgical Chronicle says that when the sixty-year-old does not kneel, seventy are given a jade staff, and eighty-nine are added. This old lady looked very old, and I heard that she was still the Fu master of the imperial grandmother, kneeling on her mother-in-law, was not the birthday of the folded mother-in-law.

Besides, although she was respectful and courteous in her words, what could she do to put the name of the imperial grandmother in her mouth at will, and the mother wanted the mother the most, so it was necessary to make Ah Niang sad.

When Mei Baoyao encountered something he couldn't understand, he had to drill the tip of the bull's horn and think hard. The next one did not pay attention and rubbed a gap in the bag that Grandpa had given her.

The little girl was surprised and "ah" a sound, and suddenly her eyes lit up, and she found a rolled up paper from inside.

Xuan Mingzhu, who stepped down from the phoenix, glanced down at the old woman who was kneeling and not kneeling.

Aunt Bai, I am not quick to help Mrs. Lu up. ”

With a flawless smile on her face, Xuan Mingzhu gave a command and looked down at the old woman's frosted white bun hair.

During these years, she would send Chang Shi to give a festival ceremony to the remaining old people in the palace of her mother's year, so as to show that she did not forget the gifts of the elders.

But it had been a long time since I had seen the face of this Fum.

Bai Lin obeyed the order, reached out and picked up the old lady, and smiled pointedly: "The old lady has spring and autumn, and her legs and feet are not flexible, so that the ten miles to meet each other, but it makes our highness uneasy." ”

Xuan Mingzhu gently tickled her lips, and when she was in the palace, she saw that bai lin did not have any proper behavior under her rule, and she had the heart to ask her to be a fu mu for Bao Crow, and asked the aunt what she meant, bai lin was all wrong, so she took her back to Shangjing together.

As soon as Fang Cai's words of explicit praise and dark knocking came out, Xuan Mingzhu knew that his gaze was not bad, and Aunt Bai was indeed a good hand for adapting to the situation.

Mrs. Lu experienced decades of ups and downs in the harem, and she would not lose her square inch because of a word, and after getting up, she took the crutches of the phoenix tail, and smiled respectfully:

"The old man grew up watching the princess, and when he heard that His Highness had been promoted to the rank of grand princess, he was so happy that he didn't know how to get better."

Speaking of this, Lin Shi's brown streaked eyes glanced at the end of the purple curtain, skimming over the purple drapery, "The old man is here to welcome His Highness back to Beijing, and second, to take Hongyi's unconscious granddaughter home." This child was pitiful, and after suddenly losing his mother, his heart was seriously hurt, his words and deeds were reversed, and he somehow went out of the city and went down to his highness. I am afraid that these days have disturbed Your Highness, if there is any dishourse, it is all the loss of the Lu family's discipline, please Your Highness do not blame Miao'er. ”

Show people to be weak, rely on the old to sell the old, and then make another move to retreat into progress, and the good words have made her say it all.

If Xuan Mingzhu hadn't heard Hongyi's words beforehand, I was afraid that I would have thought that she was a very kind grandmother.

She said lightly, "Miao'er is very good, the palace plans to take her back to the palace to stay for a few days, I don't know if the old lady can cut love?" ”

Lin Shi's deep kung fu, Xuan Mingzhu stepped up to the front of the pile of silk patterns in the golden plate, the celebration was really festive, but the bright red color stung her eyes.

Xuan Mingzhu's voice was a little deep: "I heard that your house is holding a funeral." ”

Lin Clan mournfully continued, "His Highness Fan Cheng's heavens and days are not on holiday, it is because our Lu family did not take good care of His Highness that such an accident occurred." The old man was worried day and night, and his grandson was not ordered to ask His Majesty for guilt, but fortunately His Majesty was forgiven. ”

The words turned, "The old man knows that His Highness has always had a deep brotherhood, have you moved to our house?" ”

Xuan Mingzhu's eyebrows were small moles.

The old lady was more difficult than she had imagined, and originally she did plan to go to the Lu Mansion as soon as she entered the city and pursue the cause of Fan Cheng's death to the end.

However, their family first sent the body to the Princess Mausoleum, which would take the initiative to invite her into the palace, then her Xingshi questioning became a tribute to the brothers and sisters, and the stigma would not fall on the head of the Lu Mansion.

"Your palace is going to go sooner or later, but when you return to Beijing today, you think you will enter the palace and face the saint first."

Xuan Mingzhu did not take the next sentence lightly and turned back, "Hongyi, how many days can you go to your aunt's house first?" ”

Lu Hongyi got out of the carriage, but he saluted Xuan Mingzhu with red eyes, "Auntie, I want to go home and add incense to my mother." ”

In order to give her mother a doubt, she ran out without filial piety, and now that her mother had sent her to the spirit bed without her knowing, Lu Hongyi's mood at this time was like a knife cutting herself.

Although her aunt was able to give her shelter, she still wanted to return to the place where her mother was born and guard her soul.

Xuan Mingzhu understood this feeling, thought about answering, and sent Cheng'er and Bai Lin back to Lu Mansion together with Lu Hongyi.

When handing the person over to Mrs. Lu, Xuan Mingzhu stared into the concubine's shrewd and introverted eyes and said, "This child is in love with me." ”

They were all smart people, and when the taps were reached, Mrs. Lu smiled very kindly, "That's Miao'er's blessing." ”

Xuan Mingzhu forgave her for not daring to do anything to the red silk under her eyelids, turned around, and glanced at the musk red silk, "All withdrawn, shaking the eyes of the palace." ”

At the gates of the city, the courtiers dispersed and calm returned.

Xuan Mingzhu ordered the Beiya army to return to the camp and return to the palace with three children. All arrangements were made to stop properly, and Yan Huai helped her to sit on the yellow-topped painting wall incense car sent by the palace and turn over on her own horse. On the way to Suzaku Street, he whispered:

"Sister Ah drank that medicine before, can her body improve?"

Xuan Mingzhu thought about things in the car, heard the words and reacted a little, and said in his heart that you should ask Luo Hansong about this, and responded vaguely through the curtain.

Yan Huai couldn't wait for the following, and he picked up a corner of the curtain with his hand in arrears, and tilted his head on the horse to look at Sister A's face.

"Sister Ah is not happy?" Because Old Lady Lu made such a big battle to meet you, Sister Ah felt that Princess Fancheng was in doubt about her death, but there was nothing I needed to do, but listen to Sister Ah's instructions. ”

The noise of the teenager was like a golden stone, but it was not annoying, Xuan Mingzhu listened and listened, and the depression in his heart dissipated most of it.

Unconsciously, he slowed his cheeks: "Good life ride your horse, I will be happy." ”

The carriage and horse entered the palace, and the emperor personally went down the stairs to welcome the emperor's aunt into the palace.

After experiencing the rebellion of the King of Chu, Xuan Chang gave Mei Yu Gu Panjian a little more pleasant and stable.

Xuan Mingzhu praised the emperor for not being chaotic, and the emperor was praised and bent the corners of his mouth happily.

"Naturally, it is up to the imperial aunt to be a nephew's internal response, so that the true face of the old fox can be revealed, and the aunt is the greatest!" My aunt's knighthood ceremony and nephews are all arranged, and you like..."

Xuan Changzhi reported unconsciously, quite a bit of eyebrow flying and dancing, as if seeing Xuan Mingzhu, he only broke free from the heavy and oppressive yellow robe, so that he did not have to stereotype a face all day long, and could be a child who was dressed in colorful clothes to entertain his relatives.

As he spoke, the emperor remembered something, and the cheerful tone suddenly stopped.

"Before, He bai brought back words, saying that you would not return to Shangjing before the Mid-Autumn Festival." Now that my aunt is rushing back to the city, is it for Princess Fancheng? When I heard the report from the Zongren Mansion before, I didn't feel anything different at the time..."

Xuan Mingzhu saw that the emperor was ashamed, as if his negligence had hurt his aunt Lao Dun, and smiled busily: "Your Majesty is worried about the affairs of the country, and the affairs of the future are the duty of the Middle Palace." I am in charge of this matter, and Your Majesty does not have to take it to heart. ”

The Emperor let out a long sigh.

When it came to marriage, the teenager who had only turned seventeen in the winter was rarely a little awkward, and after a while, he whispered: "Aunt, that, must you marry the granddaughter of Mo Taifu?" ”

Xuan Mingzhu's eyebrows jumped, and he squinted at the young man in bright clothes, "Why did Your Majesty say this, do you not like the Mo clan girl, or which girl is next to you?" ”

"No, no, no." The emperor hurriedly waved his hand, "It's just that I've never heard of Mo's attending any spring feasts, and she doesn't seem to make friends in the boudoir, and she lives in simplicity for many years." So I don't want her, she..."

The emperor's voice became quieter and quieter, and Xuan Mingzhu looked at him amusedly, "Is this a daughter-in-law who has secretly inquired about the future?" ”

She thought about it, and her impression of the Mo family girl really only stayed when she entered the palace when she was six or seven years old to attend the Chinese New Year's Eve banquet, when the little girl's round silver jade face plate was very cute. After that, she didn't see much, only that she was taught by Mo Taifu in the deep boudoir.

"In this way, if Your Majesty has any intention, when fancheng's affairs have come to fruition, I will hold a feast to admire the chrysanthemums and personally invite Lady Mo to come." Xuan Mingzhu Road.

"You don't have to." The emperor's face became even redder, "I, I just said it casually, and I didn't dare to bother my aunt." This marriage was decided by the former emperor, Mo Taifu Literature Boran deserved to enjoy the Taimiao Temple, before the advice of meritorious service, Mo's female family origins, nephew is not a superficial person who takes people by appearance. ”

Xuan Mingzhu stared at the emperor's face for a few moments, and it was indeed not like dissatisfaction, but like the nervous anxiety before they became relatives.

She only thought that the ordinary hairy boy would be like this, and it turned out that the young emperor who had experienced Ten Thousand Lan was not exempt from the vulgarity.

In his heart, he suddenly felt that the teenager here had a touch of cuteness, but he could not show it on his face, and Ninjun chatted with him for a few gossip, and Xuan Mingzhu withdrew from the temple.

When she went out, she saw Huang Fuquan standing under the pillar, and stopped and asked:

"Who has the emperor summoned recently, or has any of the thousands of gold recently entered the palace?"

Huang Fuquan laughed and replied, "Your Highness doesn't know yet, Your Majesty is the most pure-hearted in this matter, don't teach the people of the palace, together with the people of the Eighth Palace set up by the ancestors, they will be spared." The old slave looked at him coldly, and said a big disrespectful word, His Majesty had a little bit of meaning to guard the future queen. ”

Xuan Mingzhu smiled and nodded his finger, "Old Jiannu, what words come out of your mouth will change their taste." ”

The mood was relieved in the end, holding the maid in hand, dragging the skirt down the stairs.

As soon as she left, Huang Gonggong immediately raised his spirits and stomped into the temple and said, "Your Majesty is a true god!" His Highness asked the old slave as His Majesty had expected. ”

Xuan Chang gave his eyebrows softly, and looked at the Ruzhou Tuyi brought to him by his aunt on the imperial case. "What god is not God, my aunt cares about Yuan, can you not know?"

"Huang Fuquan, you said that you gave your aunt some worries in her heart, so that her aunt felt that she needed her, and she could hold herself up and not be willing to go..."

"Your Majesty." Huang Fuquan sniffed the nasal cavity and was sour.

It is a great good thing to be promoted to the throne for the eldest princess, but do you know that there is no layer of Chong Xi meaning in it?

He could not see that the master was sad, and deliberately diverged from the words:

The slave understood that His Majesty had deliberately said that, and it was a play for the eldest princess to see. His Majesty is really not easy, in order to be realistic, he also ordered the slave to quietly inquire about the boudoir affairs of the Ink Lady, and even the several Danqing manuscripts that flowed out of the Ink Lady also ordered the slave to find it. ”

The emperor's ears burned, and he turned his face back on the spot, "Well, shut up." ”

At night, the moon is gradually rounding.

Bao Crow was a little absent-minded since he returned to the palace, and even the golden plaque of "Zhenguo" with the imperial pen personally inscribed in the palace was not interested in running to take a look.

The snack after dinner is a small moon cake with date paste, she usually loves to eat this, but today she is excited, holding her cheeks by the window, looking at the moon and muttering: "I don't know if my cousin is still crying or not?" ”

Lu Province.

Xu was the reason why princess Dachang sent someone to follow, and after Lu Hongyi returned to the palace, she did not suffer any difficulties.

Her father, Lu Xuehan, who rewarded her with a slap, heard that her daughter had returned, walked out the door, looked at her with an embarrassed face, and said that it would be good to come back.

"Miao'er, that day the strange father was anxious, and the father couldn't stop you." But the heavens and the earth can be learned, Daddy has never done anything to be sorry for your mother, don't you think about it, huh? ”

Lu Hongmu looked at him with a wooden look, and the woman with the surname Zhao in the courtyard was clearly pregnant for several months, and she didn't understand how this man could say such a thing without blushing.

Back in her own yard, she closed the door and saw no one.

After dinner, Mrs. Lu stepped into her granddaughter's courtyard on crutches step by step.

It was just dawn, and martial law was five miles in front of the Lu Mansion of Longevity Fang.

A hundred dark red embroidered armor guards, each with a long spear, from the dark gate of the palace, lined up a straight dragon, stationed on both sides of the road, waiting for no one to pass.

The weather of the sun-soaked autumn tiger was torn out of a cold mouth by the cold armor.

There are clear-eyed people who recognize that this is like the guards of the Princess Dachang's mansion, the Lu family of Princess Shang is holding a funeral, but the princess is making such a big move, it seems that it is more than just a pillar of incense.

Wait until the sun is on the third pole, and when the situation of martial law in the Lu Mansion has earned enough discussion, Xuan Mingzhu Fang delayed driving to the Lu Mansion.

On the day she returned to Beijing, Mrs. Lu was red silk and advocated, and she had a good reputation, and she should also be polite and exchanged. Not only that, but this trip princess also brought Lu Shaoqing and several officials from Dali Temple.

After Mei Heting's external transfer, Lu Chunfeng, the master of the Dali Temple, was promoted as appropriate and withstood the vacant children. The presence of such a public family is equivalent to showing that the eldest princess is not just going to mourn.

People were absent in their palace, and Mrs. Lu was still bent on keeping the layer of gold paper on her face and avoiding the name of Xingshi's questioning, was it possible?

Feng drove to the Lu Mansion, and Lin Clan took his family out of the shadow wall with his staff to greet him, and his face was really not very good-looking.

Xuan Mingzhu had a cool smile on his lips, glanced at the Lu family one by one, and saw the titular third brother-in-law, and his eyes froze.

Lu Xuehan's face was pale when he boarded, and he hurriedly avoided sight, and was blocked by his grandmother, Mrs. Lu, sideways.

Such a boneless thing! Xuan Mingzhu sneered and flicked his sleeves, temporarily suppressed his anger, and carried his feet to the Spirit Hall to put three pillars of incense on Fan Cheng.

Then, in the main hall, he sat down under an ink curtain of a picture of the mountain and the sun, flirted with the people who were pressed against the black on the ground, and waved to one of the plain white figures, "Red wisps came over and sat down next to my aunt." ”

Lu Hongyi, who had changed into a filial piety dress, came to Xuan Mingzhu's side silently, she looked at her aunt, wanted to say something again, and finally just red eyes, sat on the sandalwood pole beside Xuan Mingzhu.

At the bottom of the hall, the people in the three rooms of the Lu family were all there, and the men and women in the room with their shoulders hanging down their hands looked at each other, and no one dared to take the lead in opening their mouths.

With the Third Princess, a shallow-minded and soft-faced person, they are familiar with the routine, but the eldest princess in front of them is very different, from birth, she is the eldest princess who is said to be the same, and now she has been promoted to the eldest princess, and even Her Majesty must pay tribute to her for three points.

If one is not good, it will really kill people.

Mrs. Lu coughed softly, and The long-house daughter-in-law Zhang Shiwei approached her with fragrant tea and reluctantly smiled: "Your Highness is here..."

"Lord Lu." Xuan Mingzhu looked at the sun shadow, twisted the golden finger on the little knuckle, and opened his mouth indifferently, "Judge it." ”

"Yes."

Lu Chunfeng, who had been standing behind the princess, promised to face the hall and said:

It is reported that a few days before Princess Fancheng drowned, she proposed peace and separation with the horse and had a fierce quarrel. We now suspect that the death of the princess was not accidental--who is in charge of your house? Summon the female envoy Grandma by Princess Fancheng's side, summon the steward of the pond garden and the nearby slaves of the pond garden on the day when Princess Fancheng falls into the water, bring the concubine Zhao Shi, and invite Lu Ma to come forward! ”

This series of instructions was not chaotic, but the people in the hall were in chaos. Did the eldest princess suspect that the third princess had been pushed into the water? How is this possible!

Although after Lu Sanye married the princess, the feelings of the two were like that boiled frog in warm water, not good or bad, the third master was occasionally bored, and he also carried the princess on his back to make flowers outside, but then again, which man did not steal, the same reason, and which one dared to murder the royal bloodline, thinking that his life was too long?

Mrs. Lu's face was overwhelmed with harmony, and she said in a deep voice, "Is Your Highness going to set up a public court in the Lu Mansion, trying to ask which crime my family has committed, what certificates does Your Highness have, and what documents do you have, so you want to privately interrogate and nominate someone?" ”

Bai Lin raised an eyebrow and said in a loud voice, "Now Your Highness is asking you!" ”

Xuan Mingzhu Feng's eyes lightly picked, "Grandma Lin, I advise you to be old and cruel, which sentence in this palace is not better than the Holy Will since childhood, others don't know, you should always know." ”

The last layer of strong blood on Mrs. Lu's face faded.

Others called her Lady Lu, who honored her as an old lady in the court, but the word "Mama" showed that she had been a slave.

A day as a slave, even if it was the Empress Taishang who had been taught, even if it was already a rare age, children and grandchildren were full of halls, and they still could not get rid of this mark of shame.

This wall Lu Chunfeng marched in an orderly manner to inquire, because he had previously gone through the formalities of the Zongren Mansion and did not investigate the drowning of Princess Fancheng as a case, and the servants of the Lu Mansion had not been interrogated before.

Lu Chunfeng focused his suspicions on the day that Princess Fancheng fell into the water, what was abnormal in the palace, when some people could witness the incident or hear the cry for help- strangely, no matter how he turned around and asked, no one nodded.

He initially suspected that these people had been gagged by their owners in advance, repeatedly stressing the consequences of not reporting and perjury.

Xuan Mingzhu also spoke, she used her identity as a guarantee, who can tell the truth, not only is there no danger of life, but there is a heavy reward, but the domestic servants are blank, and still no one can provide useful information.

It seems that it is such a coincidence that no one has seen Xuan Mingyue fall into the water, and no one has heard the cry for help.

Xuan Mingzhu saw that Lord Lu was moaning and half-groaning, and seemed to be in a stalemate, and a little restlessness appeared in his heart, and a thought suddenly flashed:

If Mei Heting was here, he would be able to find out the doubts.

Immediately, she was startled by her own thoughts. Shake your head to wave away the distractions, integrate the testimony of these people, and think for yourself.

The people in the hall saw that the face of the eldest princess was sinking like water, and they were afraid that the Lu family would become the second stargazing building, and one by one they would be silent. When the hall was silent, he overheard a soft moan of "Ouch".

The Lu family's heart was invariably trembling, and that voice came from Aunt Zhao in Lu Xuehan's house.

I saw that this woman was wearing a gauze tunic with emerald green flowers, covered with thick gouache on her face, and dangled around her belly, as if she couldn't stand.

"Qiu Yan, how are you?" Lu Xuehan hurriedly supported her.

Mrs. Lu coughed heavily, and before Lu Xuehan could react, she spread her hands, and Xuan Mingzhu frowned and patted the case:

"Well, this is the eye of the palace in front of the palace." Lu Qima's mood, instinctively sent to the heart, presumably Lang's concubine is not a day or two, this fetus, four months, five months?

"Oh, the horse is still the lord, but he still dares to take a concubine, and he dares to put it in the box room so brightly!" Aunt Lin, they all said that your family style is rigorous, and this palace has opened its eyes today. ”

Lin Shi's heart has been called Ma by Xuan Mingzhu at this time, the other party is the aunt of the Heavenly Family, and he can call it whatever he likes. However, there is no law in this dynasty that requires that the horse cannot take a concubine, Princess Fancheng has been married into the Lu family for nine years, and only a maid has been laid down, is she not born, but also to ask her husband to break off the queen?

Isn't Xuan Mingzhu also adopting two sons for the Mei family? Are women, this matter on the big sister don't laugh at the little sister, what qualifications does she have to say?

Lin Shi had a number in mind, and he bowed down: "Your Highness is angry, and the matter of taking concubines was originally nodded by His Highness Fan Cheng, and this matter can be proved by His Highness Fan Cheng's nurturing grandmother and personal envoy."

As for His Highness's suspicion that Princess Fancheng's falling into the water was not an accident, the old body can also understand, after all, the incident was sudden, and His Highness was a person of heavy affection. But please think carefully about Your Highness, hurting the princess is a sin full of slashes, what is Lu Jiatu? ”

Figure what? Xuan Mingzhu nodded, according to Hongyi, Fan Cheng had previously intended to make peace and leave, and the Lu family probably did not want to lose the glory of the Lord Shang.

She sent someone to investigate, and the renovation of the Lu family mansion and the farmland under the name of Lu Qima were all purchased with Fan cheng's dowry, and if they were separated, these important things would be returned to the original owner.

And although the Lu clan has not produced a sanpin master, over the years with the reputation of Princess Shang's East Wind management, it has successfully entered the family circle, and it is quite mixed.

At this time, Lin Shi asked again: "The lord of Dali Temple has checked this pass, and the old man dares to ask, but what evidence can be found to prove that someone in the Lu Mansion has murdered His Highness?" ”

Lu Chunfeng secretly lamented that this old lady was not simple, and when he asked about it, he really couldn't find any tangible evidence at present, and he was embarrassed by his teeth.

If Xuan Mingzhu really wanted to send people down, whether there was any evidence, she would not delay her.

But the unusual thing about this matter is that if Fan Cheng is really wronged, she has to find out the truth for her, Lin's face is hateful, and she also has to make her confess her guilt convincingly.

To put it bluntly, she and Fan Cheng do not have a deep affection, and the number of times she has met since she got married can be counted.

But now that she knew, she had to take care of it.

Xuan Mingzhu squeezed the palm of his hand, and his eyes were like a cold star: "The pond in your house is connected to the box, if Fancheng really fell into the water unexpectedly, why did no one in the mansion hear her call?" ”

Lin Shi's eyes shone brightly: "Your Highness, you are bent on believing that His Highness Fan Cheng was killed by someone, why didn't you think that this granddaughter-in-law of the old body may have been since that day..."

"Aunt!" A sharp cry interrupted Lin's words.

Xuan Mingzhu turned his head in surprise, "Red wisp? ”

"Auntie, stop here." Lu Hongyi's tears fluttered and fell, and he trembled and pointed at Zhao Qiuyan under the hall, "Grandmother promised me, this woman will not stay, and when she gives birth, she will sell people, and the children will be raised on the zhuang and never enter the Lu family household registration - is it not, did you promise me?" ”

The face of this nine-year-old girl suddenly revealed a kind of madness that did not match her age, and at this moment, Lin Shi seemed to fall off one by one with hongyi's grandchildren, and quickly nodded: "Yes, grandmother promised you, never regret it." ”

"Why? No! Lu Lang don't! Aunt Zhao, who was in the dark, suddenly heard about this incident and grabbed Lu Xuehan's sleeve in horror, "I have the flesh and bones of the Lu family in my stomach, you can't do this to me..."

In the blink of an eye in the hall, Xuan Mingzhu took Hongyi's hand and stared into her eyes calmly: "Girl, you calm down, don't you want to find out the truth about the cause of your mother's death?" Or do you know something? ”

Hongyi changed her attitude when she was in Ruzhou, and just kept shaking her head.

Just when there was no chaos, at the edge of the crowd, Princess Fancheng's female envoy Cicada Suddenly bit her lip and knelt in front of Princess Dachang, and Ru Blood cried:

"Eldest Princess, the slave maid has something to do!" The slave suspected that Our Highness was two months pregnant! ”

The hall fell silent.

Those who cried did not cry, and those who made trouble did not make trouble, like the reeds that were shaking in the river pond were cut off by the brush of the fast knife, and they all looked at the little maid who spoke amazingly.

Lu Hongyi fell to the ground in surprise, and even Mrs. Lu and Lu Xuehan looked at each other blankly, as if they could not understand the meaning of Cicada's words.

Xuan Mingzhu subconsciously stood up, his tail tone trembling slightly, and asked her, "Are you sure?" ”

Cicada Er cried and shook her head, saying that His Highness had not come to menstruate for two months before his death, but he had never summoned a doctor to diagnose his pulse.

Lu Xuehan listened, as if he had fallen back in a dream, and muttered with a miserable face, "How come, did she really have it..."

Mrs. Lu calmed down in the blink of an eye, looked closely, and even hid some sinister smiles under her eyes, and said slowly, "Is there such a thing?" Unfortunately, it can't be verified, if the eldest princess insists on investigating, she can only open the coffin for autopsy, in that case, I am afraid that I will have to cut open my abdomen..."

"You can't open the coffin!"

Without waiting for Lin To finish speaking, Lu Hongyi pulled on Xuan Mingzhu's sleeve and knelt down, tears spilling like broken beads, "Auntie, please, give your mother a peace behind her!" She is golden and precious, how can her body be exposed to bereaved, aunt, so it can be, stop here! ”

The cry fell into the ear, like a warbler weeping blood, a sharp blade cone, and people could not bear to hear it.

Xuan Mingzhu couldn't pull her up, her sharp eyebrows stabbed at Lin Shi, and every word that came out of Zhu's lips was dipped in ice stubble:

"It was Hongu who underestimated you."

It was because of Fang Cai Lin's step-by-step pressing words that it gave Hongyi such a big stimulus.

Today's trouble to this point can only be temporarily closed, but this matter is not over.

She stood up and left all the relatives and soldiers she brought with her in the Lu Mansion, stared at this family, and did not allow any of them to be released, and then ordered Lu Chunfeng to screen the servants who were waiting for Fan Cheng, and then bowed her head and asked lightly:

"Go back with your aunt?"

Lu Hongyi shook her head in trepidation, as if she had nodded her head and agreed to open the coffin for her mother.0

Xuan Mingzhu did not force her, but still left Bai Lin by her side to take care of her, and he took Huanghuang and his party out of the gate of the Lu Mansion.

As soon as he walked out, Xuan Mingzhu immediately drew a note from his sleeve, and even his fingertips trembled slightly because of the anger in his cavity.

This note was given to her by Bao Crow before she went out this morning.

There is a line of small characters on it: Jin Law, Thirteen Volumes, Article Eight.

Article 8 of the thirteenth volume of the Great Jin Law clearly records that those who seal the coffin of the body, who are not biological parents and spouses and children, have no right to open the coffin, and the crime is the same as the grave.

Xuan Mingzhu didn't understand until this time why Mei Heting said that day, it depends on whether he wants to check it or not, and whether he can check it.

Whether you want to check or not, it is not about her, it is about the red wisp.

Whether it can be checked or not depends on the evidence, but there is no empirical evidence.

He had already anticipated these aftermaths.

Did he mean to dissuade himself from opening the coffin easily for autopsy?

But originally fan cheng's life, and now it involves a possible life, in addition to the autopsy, what other way can we know whether Xuan Mingyue is pregnant?

If Xuan Mingyue had a spirit, would he want her to destroy her body?

Xuan Mingzhu furrowed her brows and thoughtfully asked Cheng'er, "Who did Hongyi see after she returned to the palace, but did anyone say anything to her?" ”

Cheng Er immediately thought about it and said, "Yesterday evening, when the Lin clan came to Lu Niangzi's courtyard, I stopped aunt Bai and me, but she just wanted to say a few words to her granddaughter and let us please Lu Niangzi's idea." When Little Lady Lu heard the report, she acquiesced, and the people went in. ”

Xuan Mingzhu gritted his silver teeth, "Did you hear what they said?" ”

Cheng Er knew that he had done something wrong at this moment, and shook his head in shame. After a moment of silence, she suddenly remembered: "By the way, I remember that when Lin Clan went out with his staff, he turned around and said: After the ninth child, give your mother a sea lamp in front of the spirit." ”

Looking back now, when she said this, although Old Concubine Lin was in the dark night, the corners of her mouth seemed to be bent.

On the ninth day of August, it was a sunny day.

On the first day of the autumn opening, Jin Wu was blazing, and a column of rough incense was lit on the long case of the vermilion lacquer carving bat pattern in the Ruzhou Gongyuan, and the candidates entered the scene one after another after the examination.

The first subject, the examination of the fourth sutra strategy, the candidates in the sweltering examination house waving pen and ink, Mei Changsheng as the chief examiner of Honshu County, the two deputy examiners are supervising the subject.

Two hours later, when the time for the roll-up came, the candidates appeared one by one, some relaxed and some depressed, and each looked different.

They knew that this year's main examination was the former Emperor of Jinming who hand-picked tanhua, and Jiang Zuo Gaocai Mei Changsheng. This person is younger than most of the candidates present, but the shadow of the famous tree of the person, the reading generation has always been regardless of learning first, and the talented scholars are the teachers, so most of the candidates are proud to vote under Mei Changsheng.

When passing through zhu's case, it was inevitable that they would look forward to the young examiner.

Zhu case brocade, jade face ink hair, two phases of printing lining, heartbreaking.

Among them was a young talent with a thick gauze wrapped around his left hand, who walked through the file with a haggard face, and subconsciously looked at the main examiner.

This glance happened to see that the man was carelessly holding a piece of ink and about to fall on the test paper, when he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and blurted out, "Lord..."

Mei Changsheng's movements were sudden, and his slender arm hovered over the rolled paper.

He lifted his long thin eyelids and saw that it was him, and the jade carved face seemed to have no emotion, and slowly revealed a smile.

Dragging a lazy voice cavity, he said: "This session adopts the paste name system, what are you afraid of?" ”

Saying, the man casually put the yantai down, but the bottom of the brick was clean, and not a trace of ink stains were stained on the roll.

Xiu Cai saw the situation, grew a breath of atmosphere - the judgment scroll is to check the neat surface of the roll, no matter how well you do the wen policy theory, if the roll is stained with ink spots, only the waste paper basket is waiting for you.

It is not easy to read hard in the cold window, and you must be careful everywhere, such as him, who went to the city three months ago to take the exam, spit out the truth after getting drunk outside a liquor store, and sent a long princess with his fellow villagers, who was bumped into by a group of passing nobles and threw the two of them into prison.

He slapped himself in the mouth of the prison, thinking that this time he was going to have no hope of moving, but a few days later, the jailer released them again.

Xiu cai saw the day again, thinking that there were a lot of adults, and this matter was considered to be rainy and sunny. As a result, one night, a strong beam sneaked into the inn and broke the bones of his two left hands one by one.

If it is really a strong beam, it is good.

Because Xiucai was desperate to find that there was no medical center in Ruzhou City, he was willing to treat their wounds and hide from them in secret, as if he had received a unified ban in advance.

In the same year, the main examination of The Autumn Dragon in Xingqing was Jiang Zuo Mei Changsheng, and only he thought worriedly that Mei Changsheng was formerly the horse of the eldest princess.

Everything was afraid of the total, he said this matter and the hand bone was also abolished by the brother and brother, the other party on the spot frightened the egg.

"The words we have said must have reached the ears of Lord Mei, this is a revenge, a cat and mouse torture!" Otherwise, who wouldn't steal money and kill us, but just break our bones for fun? The companion said that he did not dare to participate in the test again, and fled back to his hometown overnight.

But this Xiucai did not escape, fled back, to continue to live facing the loess with his back to the sky, he wanted to fight.

"Lu gradually departed."

Hearing Lord Mei call out his name outside, Xiu Cai froze. Then, it seemed that a cold and sticky snake crawled on his stomach, and those rootless speculations seemed to be confirmed at this moment.

Looking at the back of the scholar who had fallen into the wilderness, Mei Changsheng laughed happily.

Picking up the ginseng soup in his hand, he leisurely sipped into the half cup, and then took out the snow silk spar and rubbed his fingers, and said to himself:

"Coincidentally, your surname is also Lu... Afraid of something, this officer could not be fairer. ”

Returning to the sign, a black falcon flew down over the top of the eaves, Mei Changsheng raised an arm, and the small and stubborn messenger fell to a docile stop, and the tip of its claw hooked a piece of brocade sleeve of the sea end patterned stone green satin.

Mei Changsheng took off the letterbox tied to the black falcon's claw, unfolded the letterhead, and the person who dropped the money: Lu Chunfeng.

Xuan Mingzhu gave Lu Chunfeng three days.

Three days later, Lu Chunfeng still could not find the evidence that the Lu family had hurt Princess Fancheng.

Lu Hongyi still insisted that the coffin could not be opened.

She was Xuan Mingyue's only living blood relative, Lu Hongyi did not nod, Rao was Xuan Mingzhu, and she could not act toughly.

Just think, if there is no law to guarantee the dignity of the deceased, then is it not a big mess in the world for a person to jump out and say, I suspect that the cause of death of the person who is buried in the coffin is in doubt, and the coffin can be opened without the consent of the deceased's relatives?

Does Dali Temple have the right to open the coffin?

Yes, but at least one deduction chain needs to be produced. Lu Chunfeng couldn't find it, even cui Jinyi didn't dare to nod his head when he came.

Can the eldest princess challenge the law on her own?

Yes, use power to suppress people.

But if so, it will be a matter of tongue-in-cheek.

Xuan Mingzhu thought to herself, presumably Lin Shi was seeing through this, that night, I was afraid that lu Hongyi had made representations with Lu Hongyi by "opening the coffin and dissecting the body", scaring the little girl, so that she did not dare to nod her head.

The thoughts of the people of the world, the dead are great, and the earth is safe. And the dissection of the corpse after death, in the eyes of the living, is tantamount to being tortured by hell once, making the soul restless under the Nine Springs.

How dare a nine-year-old child, who is still ignorant of life and death, imagine that his mother would be subjected to such torture because of her?

Xuan Mingzhu asked Lu Chunfeng, "If she was piled up in the pool, can the autopsy see the marks left on the skin on her back?" ”

Lu Chunfeng replied according to his experience, "There is a certain possibility, but... Not much hope. ”

Finding nothing, even Lu Chunfeng hesitated a little, "Your Highness, will Princess Fancheng really accidentally lose her footing?" ”

Xuan Mingzhu asked rhetorically, "If you accidentally lost your footing, why didn't you dare to stop the Spirit Hall for seven days?" Accidentally lost his footing, why did he hurry to send the coffin to the garden before the palace returned to Beijing after the red ribbon left the city? ”

Isn't it obvious enough that these deliberate moves are put together?

But it was almost impossible to catch the fox's tail.

"I can't wait."

Man can wait, but the body in the three heavens cannot wait. On the fourth day, Xuan Mingzhu took people to Lu Mansion.

She was going to take these people covered in false masks and personally go to the Emperor Ji Mausoleum.

Xuan Mingzhu knew that forcibly opening the coffin would inevitably cause criticism, but after repeated consideration, since Xuan Mingyue had expressed her wish to leave with Lu Xuehan before she died, from the woman's position, thinking that it was a human position, she would compare her heart to heart, this silent and honest sister since childhood, should not be willing to still have the jewel in her mouth after death, and she could not make a grievance.

At least on the jade tablet, it should not even be clear whether the third princess of the Jin Ming Emperor was one person or two people when she entered the coffin.

Even if it is oppressed by power, so what.

Mrs. Lu was not idle for three days, and she had been waiting for the eldest princess's big car in preparation.

As soon as Xuan Mingzhu came, she dressed herself in full commandments, held the Phoenix Tail Battle given by the Former Emperor, and invited the Danshu Iron Coupon given by the Emperor Zu from the ancestral hall.

"Playing majestic in front of the Guan Gong Gate."

Xuan Mingzhu did not wear a golden python robe on this day, and did not lift up this thing that Tianlei had no conscience, and even the clothes of the eldest princess were too lazy to change, still wearing a homely square heavy gauze.

She stepped over the shadow wall with one foot, her eyebrows furrowed, and her phoenix eyes were likened: "Lin Shi, you scare honggong with these things?" The father and brother of the palace reward the things of their subordinates, do you think that the palace will be jealous? ”

Lin Shi saw that princess Dachang was not dead in the Yellow River, and was determined to have the coffin of Princess Qisan.

She grew up watching Xuan Mingzhu, in fact, she didn't know her personality, but she had been luckily expecting that the eldest princess could look at the face of the past Rou Jia Niangniang, raise her feet, and let the two be cheap.

Now that she couldn't, Lin Wenjun had to open up the business of this life to protect the Lu family's lintel.

Mrs. Lu raised her eyebrows, held the staff in her right hand, and held the voucher book in her left hand, raised her arm to show it to everyone present, gathered her breath and said:

Everyone saw clearly that this side was the old woman who was protecting the pregnant and fallen Roujia Niangniang, and used her body as a cushion to break her leg bones in exchange for the gift of the Jin Ming Emperor.

"At that time, Your Royal Highness the Grand Princess was still in the belly of your mother-in-law, and you may not know that on that day, your ancestors personally promised that the old man would protect the Lord with his body and make meritorious contributions to the country.

Xuan Mingzhu ironically tickled the corners of his lips and said to the left and right, "Do you hear it, this means that the palace is ungrateful?" ”

"The old man does not dare." Lin Zhenzhen said with words: "The old body only wants to ask the eldest princess, you insist on opening the coffin of Princess Fancheng, can you get the consent of the deceased's daughter?" Can it be in line with the laws of the Great Jin Dynasty?

"Are you absolutely sure that after examining the body, you will be able to put the false accusation on the head of the Lu family?"

"Are you using my Lu Mansion as the second Si Tiantai, and you are not afraid of the world's leisurely mouths?"

"Do you insist on destroying your young sister's body and disturbing the undead, or do you really think about her, or do you just act arbitrarily for yourself?"

The old woman was holding the Book of Dan, and her anger seemed to grow violently because of the body of Saint Grace.

People were forced to be anxious, so they couldn't care less about offending or offending, at this time she gave way, waiting for the Lu family to fill the door, it was doomed.

Xuan Mingzhu therefore confirmed the other party's weakness, calmly listened, raised his eyes and asked: "Are you finished?" ”

"The young girl is innocent, such a big thing, the palace is not embarrassed for the child, I have my own choice."

"After the autopsy, find out, you are full of death, can not be found, the palace bears."

"LuFu is like mustard seed powder, Bisi Tiantai?" Think too much. Annoyance? You don't deserve it. ”

"In the end, the palace acts without a trace of the mind. Allow you to put so much, but it is a match for your old tongue, welcome the night, will be in front of the mausoleum, remember to cut off the palace to feed the dog. ”

Xuan Mingzhu's long moth eyebrows were like two cold crescent moon bending hooks, and there was no anger on the jade cheeks, and he said a word and asked again: "Is there anything else to say?" ”

Lin Shi's eyes on the young but ancient phoenix suddenly burst into a chill.

She scraped her throat and trembled, "This Dan coupon, this is the jun purpose of Lady Roujia!" His Highness is the most filial in nature, and does he not care about the wishes of Lady Quan Roujia? ”

Xuan Mingzhu had not moved when she heard what this old woman said before, and when she heard these words, Huo Ran's eyes were heavy, like touching the scales, and she reached out and pulled out the waist knife of the guard next to her!

"Your Highness!"

The sabre of the night came out of its sheath and exclaimed, afraid that His Highness would cut his hand, and afraid that His Highness would come up with anger, and in front of everyone, he had stained his life on his hand and was about to stop it.

"Whoosh" a sound.

Dan coupon crack.

The Danshu iron coupon cast by the pig iron billet was torn apart in an instant, and the pieces fell to the ground, and Lin Shikong held up a hand, and his cloudy pupils were wide open.

Fang's fast arrow drilled through her ear shot into the hall door plaque behind her, and the tail trembled, into the wood for three points.

"Xiao Huai'er!" Xuan Mingzhu's eyes lit up and he turned his head back, "You..."

Her tail note came to an abrupt halt.

The people at the door, after hearing her call, their eyes were deep.

Immediately, he extended his lips to Reveal a gentle smile to Xuan Mingzhu, like a clear spring of purification and filth gushing to her side, so gentle and so fast.

His long sideburns were wet, as if he was extremely tired, and his heavy sniffles landed on her sideburns with a hundred miles of wind and dust and summer and autumn heat.

The bottomless gaze never left her, stared at her, comforted her, gently reached out, took off the long knife in Xuan Mingzhu's hand that was red in the palm, and threw it on the ground.

It was like losing a piece of anger and grievance in her heart.

A low voice, as light as the wind over the mountains: "The minister is late." ”

Xuan Mingzhu blinked sheepishly.

Mei Changsheng held his bow in front of his highness and turned his head to look at Lin Shi.

"I didn't hear what Fang Cai said, but you can say it again."

Everyone in the Lu Family Compound was caught off guard by this sudden change.

He said he was late, but today was August 12th.

It was the third test day of Qiu Min, and Mei Changsheng should supervise the exam in Ruzhou at this time.

Xuan Mingzhu lost weight in his hand, and people also fluttered in confusion, "How did you come?" ”

She didn't know, when did his archery and arm strength get so good?

Having asked this question, her heartstrings were momentarily unmasked, but they could not deceive people. When he came, she knew that no matter how big the waves were, the dust would settle.

This kind of trust that has nothing to do with the wind and moon is unreasonable.

Mei Changsheng's hot eyes fell on Xuan Mingzhu's face, and he said lowly: "Your Highness is assured, the subject has not made a mistake, and after the examination room is closed, he will quickly rush back." After three days of Mid-Autumn Festival rest, the minister's kung fu was very generous, enough to share the worries of His Highness. ”

As he spoke, his breathing was not yet even, and a bead of sweat was condensed at the tip of his nose, as if it did not fall, as crystal clear as the gaze he held the woman.

Like running to death two fast horses and not having time to drink a sip of water, after entering the capital, first going to the palace to find a bow, and then asking His Majesty for a concession order, naturally there is no need to explain to her one by one. He didn't need to ask for credit, as long as she was here to give him a good look, it was all a gift.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh

A terrible cry of great devastation suddenly pierced the long sky, and Lin Shi seemed to have been choked by someone's throat, and the cry was miserable and desperate.

She stooped down tremblingly, trying to piece together the fragments of the iron tires that had become the roots of her life, but in vain.

The Danshu Iron Coupon, which she regarded as a life preserver and heirloom of the Lu Mansion, was destroyed in front of her.

She has been thinking about decades of business, and in the blink of an eye, it has vanished.

"You, you dare to destroy the Danshu iron coupon given by Emperor Zu!" This is the sin of destroying the Nine Tribes! ”

Lin Shi's mind was almost crazy, and he pointed at the heavenly killing talent with chaff all over his body, and his voice shouted and cracked, slamming the wooden battle on the ground with a sonorous sound, and his voice was exhausted: "The shaft should die!" The shaft should die! ”

"Don't worry, there will be one who destroys the Nine Tribes today."

Mei Changsheng's side eyes swept slightly, and the pulse of the previous moment in his eyes condensed into frost, "This official was ordered to investigate the drowning case of Princess Fancheng, and Lu Shi listened!" Immediately escorted to the Bowantan Emperor Ji Mausoleum, this official, to open the coffin for autopsy. ”

Xuan Mingzhu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and Lin Clan broke the jar and shouted, "Why escort my Lu family?" You have no evidence, no consent from the spouse and children of the deceased, and if you dare to open the coffin, you are disrespectful to heaven! ”

From the moment Lu Xuehan saw Mei Changsheng, his eyes turned black and he realized that everything was over. This person's reputation for solving the case is like a thunderbolt, and he is also the biggest hero in the rebellion of the King of Chu, the previous eldest princess, he has been overwhelmed, and then another surnamed Mei, waiting for him is only the underworld of the underworld.

When he heard his grandmother's roar, his spiritual platform was clear and clear, and when it came to the time of life and death, he also dared to strengthen his three points of courage and weak voice interface:

"Lord Mei, whose orders do you and you follow?" Don't think I don't know, you are no longer in Dali Temple, how can foreign officials manage the affairs of the capital, you are overstepping your duties and authority. Besides, if you destroy the Imperial Gift Voucher, your sins will not be forgiven..."

"Oh, is Lu Ma talking to me about criminal law?" Mei Changsheng carved a bow in his hand, curled his fingers, and raised his eyelids faintly, "This is the Seven Treasures Dragon Elephant Bow, which accompanied the Jin Ming Emperor in his conquest of the Xiongnu for ten years, shooting through countless enemy skulls." After the world was settled, the Jin Ming Emperor gave Danshu iron coupons to reward the five admirals, which was said to have the effect of avoiding death. Later, the general Wu Bonelin (乌骨麟) who was a prostitute of Yao claimed merit, and for the sake of chaos, Emperor Ming of Jin used this bow to shoot through his Danshu iron coupons, strangled WuKulin, and said: "Success has merit, and defeat has a bow, and future generations can follow suit, and hoe the traitor to the end." ’

"What is the crime of obeying the orders of the ancestors and following the orders of the ancestors and emperors?"

"Erdao's own official has exceeded his authority, and this official has investigated and transferred today, and is not in the capacity of Ruzhou Pastor." The Ming Fa made it clear: If there is any doubt in the funeral of the Zongren Mansion, then the ZongrenFu will report to the Dali Temple, and if the Dali Temple is unable to conceal difficulties, it will be reported to the Inspection Yuan, and if the Inspection Yuan is unable, it will go directly to the Heavenly Hearing and be investigated by the Imperial Envoy sent by Tianzi Qin. Now that Mei mou is carrying His Majesty's decree, who dares to resist and disobey it? ”

His sword eyebrows were sharp, and Zheng Zheng's words made Lu Xuehan stunned, and he couldn't say a single sentence.

The palm of the literati's hand, holding the bow, was not inferior.

Xuan Mingzhu lowered her eyes and stared thoughtfully at the large iron bow of the wrong gold set with seven-star beads.

She remembered that the bow that her father used the most was given to the fourth brother of the Wu yong champion during an autumn hunt, and later a few years after she became related to Mei Heting, the fourth brother gave it to Mei Heting.

The fourth brother couldn't see Mei Heting, gave Wen Chen a heavy bow, and could hide any good thoughts, which was nothing more than an allusion that Mei Heting was not a man.

Xuan Mingzhu turned his face on the spot, quarreled with the fourth brother, and even this bow was not pleasing to the eye, and threw it in the storeroom without seeing the light of day.

It turned out that he had been well maintained over the years--otherwise the bowstring would have been bad long ago, and he would not have been able to produce an arrow of such strength.

She watched Mei Heting turn his gaze back to Lin Shi, and a man-only ridged jaw line stretched out on the side of his face, and said coldly:

"Sinful woman Lin Shi, since opening her mouth and closing her mouth is all a story of the first dynasty, it is no stranger to this past." If Fang Cai is not mistaken, is Er holding the Book of Dan in his hand and wanting to blackmail the eldest princess? ”

His voice was cold, and the ink-colored band that fell between his hairs moved with the wind:

"The One who nurtures the noblewoman, the woman who nurtures the noblewoman." However, Er was not a female teacher of Roujia Niangniang since childhood, but she was transferred to the Cuiwei Palace halfway, so why did she climb the banner of Taishang Niangniang, suppress people with seniority, and blackmail the Lord with old grace? ”

"Huh? It was raining red in the sky, and the slaves also talked about kindness with their masters. When Er protected the Taishang Niangniang, did he know that it was not his duty as a palace person? If Niangniang appeared to be half a bit lost, think about it, with the heart of Emperor Chen of Jinming, the people in the upper and lower palaces of Cui Wei Palace would not end up with the wasted concubine who was full of doors! Whose life you saved, but your own life!

"Even if you have merit, when Er is injured, the empress dowager will give medicine to the house, and even more give this piece of Danshu iron coupon, which will protect the glory and wealth of the Lu family for three generations, and even if Er and other shang lords accumulate wealth and commit hypocrisy, it is enough!"

"You, you..." Every time Lin Shi listened to one more sentence, his face turned pale, as if he had been gagged by a purple eggplant, and when he heard this, the whites of his eyes suddenly turned upwards, and Qu Ran stooped down and vomited the filthy filth and vomited all over the ground.

None of the daughters-in-law around him supported her, and Lin's injured leg trembled and fell into the vomit, and her cloudy pupils exuded the same despair as death.

Mei Changsheng moved his eyebrows in disgust, and leaned over the woman behind him to resist the smell of flushing his nose, aggressively and more aggressively:

"The eldest princess has never pitied the weak and the old, and has been giving gifts every New Year's Day, which is not forgetting the old feelings, all because in the past, the Lady Taishang was gentle and generous, and carefully taught her children to show the virtue of cultivation. The fame behind the mother-in-law is not allowed to be defiled by the old and the immortal. ”

From beginning to end, he always half-covered Xuan Mingzhu's blue skirt was lightly hemed, protecting her in front of her.

Jin Shengyu Zhen seemed to be the judge who unveiled the book of life and death and dropped the Zhu Pen, and the Lu family had one to count one, and they all understood that the coffin had not yet been opened, and it was already a lack of skill.

Because they found that the lady who regarded the whole mansion as a god was no different from the mud in front of this person.

Xuan Mingzhu, who heard Mei Changsheng's last words, lightly reddened his eyes and turned his eyelashes away from the beginning.

There were many words that she herself could not say. She wanted to tear this blood-sucking old godly woman off the innocent robe of the queen mother, but she was afraid that her dirty claws would break the splendid silk thread on the robe.

Others only saw that she seemed to have supreme power, and they did not know that although she could do whatever she wanted, if she caused half a point of pollution to the reputation of the queen, she would blame herself bitterly.

So she thought, rather than be domineering herself, to take all this on her own head, is it good or bad, in the end there is no one else.

Now someone took the burden on her shoulders.

And to be considerate of what she thinks, to consider the reputation of her mother's queen first.

I always heard that Mei Changsheng was right in the hall, and I personally heard him say so many words in one breath, but it was also the first time.

Isn't this a strange thing, when they were together, they never saw him protect the Lord like this, and as soon as they were separated, his royal responsibility was awakened.

Xuan Mingzhu sighed to himself for a while, and then felt embarrassed, he was not small, how could he be like a child who had never tasted sweetness, so emotional churning.

So she tightened her throat and turned her head back, holding on to the dignity that the eldest princess should have.

Unexpectedly, I looked at a pair of deep eyes.

Mei Changsheng retreated to her side and stared straight at her, his voice was slightly hoarse because of Fang Cai's excite remarks, more like a clear spring rolling sand:

"Your Highness and forgiveness, Your Highness's will and subjects know that the rest is all on me."

How could these dirty hearts and hands make her half contaminated?

The decision to open the coffin and conduct the autopsy naturally required him to do it.

This was the statute he had laid down early on.

The only variable was that he needed to supervise the three examinations first, and he was afraid that he would not wait until August 12 on the Beijing side.

Mei Changsheng's standards for public and private now changed because of Xuan Mingzhu's words, and he could only be qualified to appear beside her if he took care of both public and private, and both of them were foolproof.

Kimikomoto clumsy.

Today, he has only one of his highest demands on himself: he must be useful.

Even if she subconsciously treated him like someone else...

Mei Changsheng's heart was bitter, but the other half of his heart was thick with sweet liquor.

It was the medicine he warmed her up in her blood.

As long as she still gives him the chance to get closer.

Xuan Mingzhu was silent for a moment and said quietly, "My mind Lord Mei understands that Lord Mei's Jing Falcon is serving well, but I don't know it." ”

Without saying a word, he glanced at Lu Chunfeng behind him.

Lu Chunfeng only grew a breath of air because Lord Mei rushed back, and at this time, the eldest princess found the horse's foot, as if she had really become a heinous masterpiece, and she was embarrassed and bowed her hand.

Mei Changsheng pretended not to listen to the truth, glanced at his face, and if he did not smack his lips, he would be a very qinqi weiyi: "Go, for the dead zhao xue." ”

With Mei Changsheng in charge, the process behind it is logical.

On the way to Emperor Ji's Mausoleum, Xuan Mingzhu rode in a painted wall car, the guards opened the road, and Mei Changsheng and Yu Hou of Dali Temple rode official horses.

Under the scorching sun, Mrs. Lu, Mrs. Lu, Mrs. and Mrs. Lu Changfang, Lu Xuehan, aunt Zhao Shi, and the rest of the related people were tied with hemp ropes with their hands tied to the horse's tail of the Kaidao riding guard, like a grasshopper on a rope, staggering forward.

This situation was a great insult to the Miaomen, and it was also a way for them to experience the taste of exile in advance.

After all, when the crime is confirmed, it is not only that the exile Lingnan can compensate.

Old Lady Lu was old and frail, and Fang spat out all the food in her belly, and beads of sweat slid down her forehead, and her face was white and shaky.

"Your Highness! Lord Mei! Ladies and gentlemen..." Old Master Lu bowed his hand and begged the official grandfather to do a convenient thing, "The mother is old, the day is hot, please the adults to open a mother-to-be the mother-to-be on a small board - it is better to use a donkey to hump her old man's home away, Lu Mou this box pleads with you!" ”

No one paid any attention to him.

Bai Lin sat with him at the head of the carriage, and said with disdain: "After a while, I will not live to be able to live and pay back two words, but it is ridiculous that this child is still coveting to be used before he dies, and he knows why he must be today in the first place." Fu Mu, who was originally a decent person given by the master, was forced to be defeated by this family, and he was really a thief slave who was greedy and greedy! ”

She said this pun, knowing that the eldest princess valued her for being a fu mu for the little miss, and she was indignant and loyal at the same time, and she would never betray the Lord like the Lin family.

Xuan Mingzhu naturally did not worry about the character of Aunt Bai, and took ten thousand steps back to say that it would not be inappropriate for Bao Crow's affairs to be taken care of by her father.

Plain white fingers picked up the curtain, she glanced at the blue sky in the western suburbs, and sighed softly: "So people are doing it, and the sky is watching."

Lu Chunfeng, who was in front of him, rode a horse with Lord Mei and asked, "The adult has the confidence to open the coffin for autopsy, but do you see the doubts?" ”

Mei Changsheng glanced back at the lu pony that was covered in sweat and dust like a walking dead, and said:

"Princess Fancheng went to the lotus pond that day, there must be a reason, according to the female envoy Cicada, that day was Lu Tuoma who invited her over. And Lu Xuehan insisted that he just wanted to make reparations for the quarrel with the princess a few days ago, and pointed to the pond to guarantee that he would fill the pond and not provoke her to be angry in the future. After speaking, he left, not knowing what Princess Fancheng had stayed there and done. ”

His voice slowly deducing the case was like a golden stone in the sand, light and clear, "Those who fell into the water died for three reasons, or they were murdered and pushed down, or accidentally lost their feet, or committed suicide."

"According to the information on your flying falcon's letter, if Princess Fancheng kills herself, the person who commits suicide will not call for help, but the feeling of choking on the mouth and nose after entering the water is extremely uncomfortable, then the person will grab the hook with his hands downwards, and the hands of the three princesses' corpses will be clean and free of mud;

If she lost her foot in an accident, her hands should be struggling upwards, and she should call for help, but none of the servants of the Lu Mansion heard. Your investigation is caught up in this contradiction. ”

Lu Chunfeng listened and nodded, Mei Changsheng turned his head to look at him, "But you forgot a little, Lu Xuehan said that they were just talking at the pool, is it really so, if the Three Princesses fell into the water and went forward to eat or drink, there was something 'just' there..."

Lu Chunfeng slapped his head on the door with an "ah-ah" sound: "I understand, so the adults will let me go to check what was done in the kitchen of the Lu Mansion that day, and which room was sent to it!" ”

There are many drugs in this world that may not be toxic, but they can make people short of breath and unconscious after taking it for a period of time, and they can't shout when they want to.

Lu Chunfeng was annoyed after thinking about all this, how could he not have thought of it earlier? At the same time, he also convincingly comforted himself, there is also a world of difference between the human brain and the human brain, who let the family be Mei Heting.

In this way, his confidence in being able to find out the truth after the coffin was opened increased by a few points.

When Mrs. Lu was about to be tortured by this nearly ten mile road and lost half her life, a line of cars finally arrived at Bowantan.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of rolling wheels on the garden road on the side road.

"Aunt!"

But it was Lu Hongyi who chased after him in a small car.

Xuan Mingzhu heard the voice to get off the car, Mei Changsheng got off the horse first, came to the side of the car to comfort her: "At the moment, the sun is shining, Your Highness is not moving, the minister goes to support, there is nothing to do." ”

Xuan Mingzhu paused for a moment, Dao is good, after all, what he is best at is reasoning.

And Mei Heting's eloquence in explaining things to the little girl in the general corner was trained by the eccentric Mei Bao crow long ago.

Mei Changsheng walked towards the car, Lu Hongyi also hurriedly got out of the car at the right time, a thin girl, as soon as she saw Mei Changsheng, her eyes that had not broken tears were red again.

She hung her veil and buried her head: "It's my bad, I'm sorry mother..."

Mei Changsheng waited quietly for her to finish crying, and then bent over, looked into her eyes, and said slowly:

"What's wrong with the girl?" In other words, I am afraid that no one can be indifferent to the examination of the bodies of relatives. At the girl's age, it is not easy to find a little courage to fight against the elders, and the girl dares to rush to Ruzhou alone, which is already very remarkable. ”

There was a warm glow in his eyes: "The girl only needs to remember that the jade coffin of His Highness Fan Cheng today was forcibly decided by Mei Mou to open, in order to return justice to the wronged, not the girl's decision." The girl is young, can't leave, remember? ”

Hongyi understood that he said this to minimize his guilt, and thanked him with tears, intermittently saying that it was a matter of great importance behind her mother, and she wanted to be present.

Mei Changsheng agreed and sent her to Xuan Mingzhu's car.

"Miao!!" Miao! When the two passed Lu Xuehan, who was tethered behind the horse's tail, the latter's eyes burst out a little desperate light.

He thought to himself that his daughter was connected to the eldest princess in the end, hoping that she could help him with a few words of affection for his father.

When Hongyi heard this cry, her tears fell even more fiercely, but she gritted her teeth and did not look away from the wall car.

Mei Changsheng stared at him sideways, and Lu Xuehan was immediately silenced.

Xuan Mingzhu saw her niece and naturally pity, especially when the little girl asked her timidly with red eyes, whether her aunt was angry with me, Xuan Mingzhu's heart seemed to be soaked in plum juice, gently caressing the back of the red wisp.

"Silly girl, my good boy, I pity you for not being too late, how can you be angry?" The matter of finding out your mother's last wishes was set by your aunt and has nothing to do with your heart, and you are not allowed to store guilt in your heart for a long time. ”

Lu Hongyi nodded vigorously. She knew that the words of her aunt were very similar to what Lord Fang Cai Mei said, and although they were separated from each other, they were all such good people.

Suddenly, Lu Hongyi suddenly developed an unspeakable envy for her cousin Bao Crow, and she closed her eyes and leaned into Wen Xiang's arms, feeling the leaning of this moment, and silently weeping.

Outside the car, Mei Changsheng was about to return to the saddle to get on the horse, Lu Xuehan suddenly said hoarsely: "You and I are all the way, we all know the difficulties of being a donkey, why can't you raise your noble hand and let me go?" ”

Mei Changsheng turned his head sympathetically, as if he were watching a ghost opening his mouth.

Lu Xuehan was stimulated by this look, clenched his hands, and said, "To say a poignant word, Lord Mei was divorced by the princess, and there must be a lot of unspeakable pain in the dark." The princess is a golden branch and jade leaf, the rules are strict, even a woman must look at her face, you and I are both men, such hardships you must understand it! ”

"I don't quite understand." Mei Changsheng coldly interrupted him and paused, "You still have to thank yourself for having a good daughter." ”

Lu Xuehan looked at the man's cold white jade-like side face in a daze, unable to understand the meaning of this sentence.

Mei Changsheng tilted his head, looked at him, and smiled lightly, "The reason why this official intervened in this matter was first, for My Highness, and second, she called me an uncle." ”

For this unforeseen title, the little girl can't make a choice, he helps her bear it.

The tomb keeper had already received the order to lead this group of nobles to the place where the garden tomb was staying.

Naturally, no one came here to enjoy the scenery and drink tea, after Mei Changsheng cleaned his hands, he put on a thin glove made of fish fat, and took Lu Chunfeng and Gong Zuo to the Palace of Princess Fancheng.

Hongyi tearfully wanted to follow, but was blocked by Xuan Mingzhu, who wanted to follow him, but was stopped by Mei Changsheng.

"Although I know that Your Highness is very affectionate, but here the yin qi is heavy, it is inevitable to collide, Your Highness is a little bit at ease here, waiting for the courtiers and other good news."

Xuan Mingzhu first sent the envoy to settle Hongyi next door, afraid that she would not overhear anything from the adult and exist in her heart, and then she looked at him and said:

"Fan Cheng is a royal person, it is my sister, you men, after all, you have to cut open... With me there, I always left a decent dignity behind her. ”

He had been doing the work of doing tricks all these years, had she ever hated him? This will take the yin to deceive people.

Mei Changsheng still shook his head, and there was an irrefutable refusal in his soft tone, "No." ”

What kind of scene was it, how could it make her close?

Xuan Mingzhu narrowed her eyes, "What did Lord Mei say?" ”

Mei Changsheng paused for a moment, his gaze retracted from her face, and his eyes curled: "Fang Cai is the minister who has collided." His Highness, the minister said, No. ”

"..."Xuan Mingzhu stared at him with wide eyes.

Mei Changsheng stood so politely, but the decision did not move.

In the end, it was still Xuan Mingzhu who did not pry him, and at the moment of the big matter, it was not good to argue endlessly on this matter, and he waved his hand with his head.

Mei Changsheng walked out and came to the underground palace where Princess Fancheng had stopped her coffin.

The tomb keepers and craftsmen joined forces to open the rafters and coffins layer by layer. When the last ebony board was opened, even though the coffin contained many rot-avoiding pills, there was still a vicious breath coming out of the nose.

The first of the introductions to the autopsy in the collection of grievances is: The examiner must not cover his nose.

The judgment of the time when incense is poisoned or corpse rot is mostly in this invisible smell.

People around them subconsciously frowned and held their breath, and the small rank that was not of sufficient grade pushed open the coffin and then hurriedly bowed his head and withdrew, not daring to offend the princess's phoenix body. Only Mei Changsheng's face did not change color, as if he could not smell the smell, and it seemed commonplace.

He took the thin-bladed knife from his hand.

Looking down at the coffin under the long eyelashes, the man still followed the habit of the Dali Temple, and silently said in his heart: A certain must have been obtained, and the undead have been wronged.

No matter how many times Lu Chunfeng witnessed the autopsy of Lord Mei, each time he still sighed like when he first saw it, a person who loved cleanliness and fetishness did not shy away from the corpse in the slightest, and his heart was not distracted, and even his expression was a little awe and piety.

Mei Changsheng's eyebrows condensed slightly, and after about two pillars of incense, Fang got up and called the people outside in, saying that the coffin could be resealed.

Lu Chunfeng hurriedly carried the basin of water soaked in Bai Shu and Ai Ye, and Mei Changsheng said, "How dare Brother Luo Lu do this." ”

"Well, don't be rude at this time, which of the officials under the Dali Temple doesn't want to follow Lord Mei to steal the teacher to learn the skill, and is not proud to be able to serve the adult to wash his hands back?" He turned to ask softly, "Can you find out?" ”

Mei Changsheng dipped his hands into the water, his eyes darkened, and he nodded.

When he left the underground palace and changed his robe at the side hall, when he came out again, Xuan Mingzhu was already waiting outside, and he also asked like Lu Chunfeng, "Can you check it out?" ”

Mei Changsheng said solemnly, "I found out, His Highness Fan Cheng's abdomen contains grass aconitum, which is a medicine that makes people's hearts beat faster and have confusion, and there are also ... Nearly two months pregnant. ”

Xuan Mingzhu listened, was silent for a long time, and suddenly Turned his head, looked at the Lu family members who were kneeling on the ground outside the temple, waiting for the sin, and asked in a deep voice: "According to the sin, what should I do?" ”

"Mutilating the blood of the royal family, committing the three crimes of treason, great disrespect, and disharmony among the ten evils, according to the crime," Mei Changsheng said, "hanging." ”

The facts of the case have been clarified, but people's mood cannot be calmed down like the dust that has settled down.

The people of the Lu clan heard the result from the mouth of the messenger, one by one, like face pockets soft on the ground, that look was not pitiful, only hateful and hateful.

Xuan Mingzhu arranged for someone to send the red ribbon back first, and he walked along the middle road of the garden to the water lake at the foot of the West Mountain, twisting the bodhi beads to digest the dull mood.

The breeze is accustomed, the white clouds are reflected in the blue waves, the woman's belt flutters with the ripples, and the back shadow is like a silent sigh, yingying is independent.

When Mei Changsheng found her at the water's edge, it was such a picture that caught his eye.

Such an unbearable and disturbing scenery, but I don't know which of his heartstrings has been touched, and nervously blurted out: "Your Highness is farther away from the water's edge!" ”

Before Xuan Mingzhu could turn her head, the wrist of her right hand was lightly carried backwards, and when she turned her head in surprise, the hand had already released her again.

It was just that the owner of the hand still had a cautious look on his face, and as he approached, the pair of dark and bright pupils of Linchuan fell into her eyes, and he repeated it lowly: "Your Highness should not be so close to the water in the future."

Xuan Mingzhu raised an eyebrow slightly, and then lost his smile, did he think that she would repeat Fan Cheng's mistakes?

Disguised, he hooked a strand of broken hair between his sideburns, tucked it behind his ear, and casually asked, "Why didn't the eldest official go back to the city and come here?" ”

She was alone in thinking that in the near future, she would also come here, lying in the cold wood and stone, sleeping on this landscape for a long time.

So today is here for a reason, but also doomed, live to step on a little, picky and picky feng shui, familiar with the familiar environment, the tomb is a person in the tomb, but also counted as a celebrity who returns to the absurdity.

Of course, there is a vague panic, but these worries about life and death are self-talking hearts, which are only suitable for one person to meditate, and it is not good to show their temperament in front of people.

In her ears was the sound of gushing water, and the heavens and the earth came to this realm that divided life and death, as if only the breeze and water could echo.

However, because of the great silence, it became a great noise that filled her ears, and even if Mei Changsheng answered something, she did not pay attention to it, only to hear him gently ask with some caution behind him: "What is the palace thinking?" ”

Xuan Mingzhu glanced at him, knowing that this person was good at observing people's hearts, and he let out a sigh to avoid the wind in his eyes, and perfunctorily said, "Hongu thought about the arrow before the adult, and the accuracy was excellent." ”

Mentioning this stubble, Mei Changsheng suddenly remembered the sound of "Xiao Huai'er", and the river of tobacco in front of him blocked his heart, and lighting a fire could burn the jealousy of the black flames through the sky.

But he could only bury the acne that almost pierced his throat deeper, and then he opened his mouth, and it was the elegant Mei Heting:

"The minister's head was not good, he was deliberately shot at the old woman's head."

The voice is elegant, but the words are fierce.

Xuan Mingzhu was surprised, this is not much like Mei Heting's tone of a sentence, instantly stirred up her sadness, not laughing but also laughing, "That adult's courage is really not small." ”

Mei Changsheng saw her smile and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his mood was slightly settled, and his greed arose. The two of them walked slowly along the water's edge, and he stood on the side of the water, looking at her face and saying vaguely:

"The accuracy of the arrow is poor, because there is no master to teach me."

"Well..." Xuan Mingzhu didn't hear the meaning of his nine-curve and eighteen-bend words, and lowered his forehead, just walking along the water.

Her beads and ears dangled brightly, and the pearlescent light attracted the clarity of the lake, intertwining and reflecting back on the warm jade-like face.

It was a cold beauty face that obviously did not want to talk hard at this time.

The beaded embroidery insists on stepping on the vines under his feet into a straight line, unconsciously revealing a little childishness.

Mei Changsheng knew that she was worried.

He was no longer as he had been, and only cared about moving forward, leaving the background for her to chase. Now, as far as he could see, whether he could see Xuan Mingzhu or not, a window of his heart was always open for her.

He could see the panic and fear in her heart—from the moment Red Ribbon went to find her, she was overwhelmed by the thought of hurting her.

When she saw the red ribbon that had lost her mother, she thought of the treasure crow, and every time she saw the red ribbon crying, she would think about how sad she would be when the treasure crow lost her in the future.

In the face of the death of Princess Fancheng, Xuan Mingzhu took his place.

No one can stop the water in the face of dying, and Mei Changsheng knows this best.

Unless this mood is hidden and not known, he is also very clear about this.

He knew even more clearly that what Xuan Mingzhu needed at this time was not any verbal explanation, but a leaning shoulder and a warm embrace.

He wanted to give, but he couldn't give it to her.

Because she's not rare anymore.

Once you cross the thunder pool, the precious peace that you have with her at this moment will be gone.

Mei Changsheng's sudden hook hand pulled Xuan Mingzhu into his arms.

The sweaty palms clasped the slender back of her neck and pressed against her chest.

The body has always been faster and more honest.

Xuan Mingzhu was still strolling forward a moment ago, his body suddenly leaned back, and the cinnabar in his eyebrows jumped in shock, and before he could exhale, he fell into a tight bosom, and his heart beat against his ears, making a loud noise.

Mixed with the cold and loose smell of Rui's brain incense enveloped her in a flash, making people dull, because this aroma was too strange.

"Mei Changsheng?"

She reacted, her face was heated by the body temperature of the man, and the force pressed on her wrist was not loose. She was confused and annoyed: "What have you done!" ”

The long-lost soft skin was greasy in the palm of her hand, and Mei Changsheng was greedy and unwilling to let go again. Feeling that she was struggling, he held his breath and used a little force to control the woman, wrapping his neck with one hand and clasping his wrist with the other, as if he wanted to embed her into his body in that position.

The tip of his nose was filled with a sweet fragrance that was enough to crisp the bone, and his heart beat like a rabbit like a deer, and he confessed his fate, and he couldn't jump out of the finger she gave him.

In his head, he was quickly drafting an excuse, and the voice that came out made him admire that it was really moral:

The courtier could see that His Highness was grieving. The minister said last time that the minister's reason had let go of His Highness and the past, but he still had some selfishness. Even if I can't marry you, I still can't see Your Highness sad. ”

The itchy and trembling heart cavity whitewashed the whisper of pretending to be calm: "The shoulder is lent to His Highness, and His Highness leans on it." ”

Xuan Mingzhu heard the words and quieted down.

She thought it was strange, but for a moment she couldn't look up to see where his strangeness came from. The whispers in her ears seemed to have a seductive magic that made her tired heart really want to rest for a moment, resting on the shoulder where her forehead was against.

Of course, she knew how elegant the shoulders under this piece of cloth were, how stable they were.

Man instinctively has a attachment to the old nest.

But before the warm confusion even took a breath, Xuan Mingzhu woke up, leaned back, and separated from him by a gap.

Although she could not break free of him, she did not touch him, and gently rubbed it under the eyelashes on the brocade, and her eyes were clean and dusty.

She said quietly, "You let go first." ”

Although the old forest is good, she is not a bird or a pond fish.

From childhood to adulthood, Xuan Mingzhu has never "borrowed" anything from anyone.

Princess Zhenguo, who is rich in four cities, wants to get any objects in her hand, and does she need to borrow them?

Borrowed things, will she be sparse?

Mei Changsheng heard that calm voice, and his heart sank.

Just then, he embraced her, the time was quiet, he felt some kind of decay in his body, and the vitality that had been snuffed out by his own hands was reviving again, and he couldn't help but start to imagine that this might be a miraculous turning point between them.

But at this moment, the rekindled flame was once again extinguished by her words.

The wind was hot, the lake was hot, her body was hot, but her heart was so cold.

Mei Changsheng's eyes were desolate, and his fingers were loose like a puppet.

Just as he was about to release it, a rhythmic wooden fish sound came into his ears, inexplicably arousing people's hearts.

Xuan Mingzhu's phoenix bun moved against the side of his chin, and Mei Changsheng narrowed his eyes, and saw that on the Lotus Stone Road ten meters away, he did not know when there was a monk wearing a sea green Buddha robe, clapping his hands and smiling.

Chenning has no dust, and there are no rings on the top of the head.

The pure black robe of the Buddha was solemn and unstained.

With no collar and no belt at the waist, they moved with the monk's footsteps, which was completely different from the tight and self-cultivating Xuanqingdi official clothes on Mei Changsheng's body.

As he approached step by step, the pupils of those eyes lit up, showing the same blue as the lake, and Man sheng asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"Uncle Nine?"

Xuan Mingzhu's cheeks were still forced to be buried in the brocade, and mei Changsheng's eyes were as obscure as he could recognize the person just by listening to the voice.

He let go of his hand, and Xuan Mingzhu withdrew from this inexplicable embrace, and the light eye wave landed on Mei Changsheng's face for a moment, and turned around to see the Ninth Emperor Standing on the brick road not far away.

Farther away, there were twelve young waiters each holding a wooden fish, standing quietly on their chins.

Xuan Mingzhu subconsciously raised his hand to wipe the lower ring and greeted me: "Only then did I break my foot, and Lord Mei helped me." Why is Uncle Nine here? ”

She did not want uncle Nine to see the joke, and regarded her as someone who was inseparable from the previous dust, and casually covered up the past.

When Mei Changsheng heard this, his cheeks edged a little, and he quickly removed the color on his face and silently followed it.

At the right time, Fa Dye did not hurry to come to Xuan Mingzhu, and silent eyes fell, "I heard about Fan Cheng's matter. His Majesty sent an edict to the Huguo Temple to make a water and land dojo for Princess Fancheng, and I took the title in vain and brought my disciples over to set up a temple. ”

After a pause, Shen Ye's blue eyes were one point closer to Xuan Mingzhu.

"Zhao Le nostalgic for the past, but also equal strength." If today's events are not Mei Tanyue, it will be another layer of damage to your reputation. ”

"Oh, now it's called 'town country.'" He raised his eyes and smiled, "Two things at the same time, we should thank Tanyue." ”

His words were more than when he had seen him two times before, and his attention to the red dust world was not like that of a monk who cut off the edge of dust.

Mei Changsheng provoked the tip of his eyebrows, but became the one who was reticent, and replied with a taut face, and the mage was polite.

But in my heart, I thought, this is a matter between myself and her, who is the parent who has already shaved, and who must be thanked by him?

The only thing Mei Changsheng cared about at this time was Xuan Mingzhu's opinion of his actions--would he have discovered his hidden thoughts?

Some addictions cannot be indulged, some flukes cannot be taken lightly, but people's feelings are sometimes like a cold cough, even if they rub their hearts and lungs to endure, there is always a time when they can't help it.

Fang cai was at the edge of the Yingying Water, at the foot of the West Mountain, only the two of them, like a good dream. He still had a lot to say to Xuan Mingzhu, and he wanted to ask her not to be afraid, he would do everything he could to make her body unhindered, and be a princess with a long life.

Fa Yan shattered this dream.

At this time, the position where the three people stood was also quite delicate, like the three legs of Ding, forming horns with each other.

Fa Dye was high-minded and silent, while Xuan Mingzhu looked at her imperial uncle with a look of natural affection like Milk Swallow Toulin. Mei Changsheng curled his palm and turned to Xuan Mingzhu, she did not look at him, he took the initiative to open his mouth, respectfully and flawlessly said:

"Your Highness forgives the sin, and the minister loses his dignity for a while..."

"Something happened here," Xuan Mingzhu interrupted him, and his eyes turned to be quiet, "After the festival, the lord will return to Ruzhou." His Majesty's big wedding is in the winter month, and in between, in addition to the important tasks of the duty, the adults will not be able to travel in two places, which is really hard. ”

Mei Changsheng listened, the edge of the thin lips glowed with a layer of frost, trembling eyebrows, staring at her.

Thousands of turns of the two words whispered out of the lips and teeth: "Your Highness." ”

Is it to exile me?

Xuan Mingzhu himself also felt that the bridge was not very authentic, and remembered that when he confronted Lin Qianbo, he came with a bow, and at that time, he only wanted to have a helper, but he did not come and thought deeply, he rushed from Ruzhou to Beijing, whether it was for things or for people.

At that time, I did not feel a sense of peace of mind, but if the monarch and the courtiers were mixed with something else, wouldn't they go back to the circle of the beginning? That's not a square.

Always he did not pay attention, and recently got along with him too easily, thinking that he did not have to avoid suspicion because of his frank heart, but it encouraged him to get started.

She knew that Mei Changsheng wanted to comfort her, but this ambiguous ambiguity made people confused.

One is two wide, in the end the weight is on that wide word, the distance is wide, the heart can be open.

Fa Yan did not disturb the two of them to talk, and turned his head to look at the waves of the miaohu lake.

After listening to it for a while, he suddenly reached out and pulled Xuan Mingzhu's wrist, and the movement was natural.

The bodhi golden tassel on the woman's wrist was tickled against the back of the monk's cold hand.

Xuan Mingzhu was stunned for a moment, retracted his thoughts from Mei Changsheng, and thought that the emperor was giving her a pulse, and smiled warmly: "I have taken the medicine on time." ”

Mei Changsheng was furious in a moment.

But he could no longer miss the flaw, he understood the truth of the darker and darker the painting, and he bowed his head steadily, his eyes fell on the seam where the two men held hands, the two jaws stretched out neat lines, and the sound of the collision of gold and stone was extremely calm:

His Highness understood. Subjects, obey the orders, and this retreats. ”

"Well, hard work." Xuan Mingzhu did not give him a look.

Mei Changsheng turned back.

The oncoming green mountains were pressed down, the water grass on the side of the side shook his neck and stabbed, and the acid wind that shot his eyes also deceived him weakly, and the hole was drilled into it.

Mei Changsheng suddenly turned back again, and he said in one breath in Xuan Mingzhu's surprised eyes: "The minister thinks that although the punishment is not a big deal, Lu Xuehan's sin cannot be solved in one death." According to the meaning of the subject, the punishment should be repeated from light to severe, from moss to staff to exile, and finally capital punishment. What does Your Highness think? ”

From falling apart to being calm as usual, he only used a moment.

Xuan Mingzhu was slightly embarrassed at first, and actually felt that this proposal was quite wonderful, and the accounts of public law and private grievances were all calculated.

With a slightly deep groan, Mei Changsheng turned his head and stared at Fa Yan, "The Guoshi is compassionate, but do you think it is too cruel?" ”

Xuan Mingzhu also looked at Uncle Nine and wanted to hear his opinion.

"Amitabha." The hand that made him obstruct his eyes was finally withdrawn, the two palms of the fa dye were folded, the peach petal lips were not bent, and there was a smile of picking flowers, "The wicked have their own wicked grinding, and the retribution is not happy." ”

Mei Changsheng's mind moved, and Yu Guang looked at the pink and snowy face and said, "Evil people grind... Listening to the words of the master, it is not like interpreting the family. ”

Fa Yan blinked and looked at him kindly, the two frost-blue gold circles in his pupils shining, "I have no wisdom roots, I can't cultivate a true Buddha, I am just a half-footed pure land, half-foot red dust layman." —— Listening to Tanyue's speech, I don't smell like a Confucian. ”

Mei Changsheng's gaze met his tit-for-tat, and he frowned, "A certain master follows the Fa." ”

This time, I turned around and really left. Xuan Mingzhu looked at his background strangely, "Uncle Nine, what machine blade did you just hit?" ”

Fa Yan smiled, "Buddha, don't say it, don't say it." ”

The results of the autopsy were quickly sent to the Three Divisions and the Imperial Family, and the evidence of the Lu family's ancestors was accurate, and a dead word could not escape. Only before that, following princess Fancheng's will, he severed his marital relationship with Lu Xuehan and abolished his title of lieutenant of Ma Du.

Hongyi is the princess's thousand gold, which belongs to the clan and has nothing to do with the Lu family. The entire clan of Lufu was deposed as a shu person, and it was not possible to follow the clan for generations.

As for whether the remaining three rooms of the Lu family should be beheaded in a row, it was up to them to see whether each of them had disrespected the princess in the past ten years, and whether His Majesty had broken off.

These are the last words, at this time, when Xuan Mingzhu's golden mouth and jade words and Lin's tongue were cut off, Mei Changsheng also returned to the Mei Mansion in the east of Luoyang City.

A cluster of flowers in the garden is blooming. cheerless.

Jiang Jin rushed back directly from the Gongyuan with gongzi, and after the gongzi returned to Beijing, he went to the palace to ask for advice, and he returned to the mansion to settle down.

For the ability of the prince to judge the case, he was one hundred and twenty assured, originally thought of doing this for the princess, no merit and hard work, the prince will be able to get the favor of His Highness, and he will not be able to run on both sides like an arrow, but when he sees the face of the prince, it is not like this.

He did not dare to ask, Mei Changsheng entered the door and ripped open the tight crown and belt, and the ink hair and long placket were scattered together.

His lonely eyes stared into the void a little, and he said to himself, "I almost showed my horse's feet today, no... It is already exposed to the horse's feet. ”

That's why she exiled him and kept him far away.

It tripped back to the same path. In the past, when he was with her, he was obsessed with the courtesy of the king, in order to keep his share of the courtesy, but also to suppress the desire in his heart, now, he did not want to be called a monarch again, but he did not.

There was only one sentence that fa dye said correctly, and the retribution was not pleasant.

His laughter was a little hoarse, and he looked at Jiang Jin's eyes red, "Mei Changsheng is still not fierce enough." ”

Not cruel enough to others, to yourself.

If you want to endure, you should bite to the death, why do you reach out again, and indulge in that piece of warmth, and then luckily be generous and soft for her, hoping that she will forgive the past?

Obviously, he himself had sentenced himself to the most heinous death sentence.

"Gongzi, don't scare me..." Jiang Jin looked at Gongzi's long-haired shawl and cried and laughed, and his heart was cold.

How did a good person break away from the princess and become more and more crazy? He recalled the image of the prince in the past, and he couldn't even remember that look at all.

Looking at the eyes, there is only this impermanent and moody man.

In the blink of an eye, Mei Changsheng looked indifferent and did not see a half-cold expression on his face, as if there were two people between the front and back.

He said lightly, "She didn't allow me to stay much longer, and before she left Beijing, she would do the right thing." Life-saving medicine, take it early. ”

Jiang Jin was anxious as soon as he heard it, and Gongzi was planning to take the hard work again, and hurried forward two steps with his eyebrows: "Didn't Gongzi promise his subordinates that he would raise them for a while longer?" Besides, gongzi moved the needle at this time, and the road back to Ruzhou was far away, how could he withstand the bumps of the car and horses? When I go back, there are still a bunch of things waiting for the batch of rolls and lists, all of which are important things that are a big troublesome thing, the prince has a few hearts, and his heart has a few tricks, how can he withstand it? ”

Mei Changsheng twisted his fingers, and only in Beijing did he have a way to confirm with his own eyes that she had taken it.

He replied softly, "Didn't Dr. Zhou Tai give her a way to get rid of the bloody qi, this time it won't let her notice it, just do it." ”

Oh my God! What is the way, Jiang Jin has a relationship: first drink the water boiled by cinnabar root to boil the blood of the body alive, and then abandon the iron needle, and use a bamboo tool to pierce the tip of the heart - even if the bamboo needle is cut narrowly, it is several times thicker than the iron needle! In this way, there is no worry that the blood will not come out, nor will there be fishy anger, and people are only afraid that they will be ruined.

Taking blood the same way, several times more painful than before, and having to go to three times...

"Son, you still want to die!"

"Yes." Mei Changsheng spoke lightly, there was no living popularity in his inky black eyes, "I still have to save my life to check xuanling." ”

From the first time he visited Fa Yan and saw the Buddha before he saw him, Mei Changsheng had an inexplicable hostility towards him.

At the time, I thought it was my own sensitivity.

But today, he really thought that he couldn't see that he was deliberately doing it to hold Xuan Mingzhu's hand in person?

"Scatter all the people who remain in Luoyang, starting from Hu Guifei's past to her son's bits and pieces, and dig three feet into the ground for me to dig deeper."

Mei Changsheng's character Sen Han: "I don't believe it, he is really colorless and untainted, and the six aggregates are empty." ”

The Lu family's sin was nailed down, leaving an orphan girl with red wisps.

Xuan Mingzhu deliberately left her around to watch the breeze, there were many children in the princess's house, and Hongyi and Bao crow could talk again, and grew up under her wings, Xuan Mingzhu was confident that she could take care of the girl cheerfully.

Unexpectedly, Lu Hongyi thanked me again and again, and her red and swollen eyes said, "Miao'er knows that my aunt hurts me, but Shangjing is a sad place, I am here for a day, I will always think of my mother and ... The heart of that family is like a fire. Ask your aunt to forgive Miao'er for not knowing what to do, miao'er wants to go to Jiaxing to cast the sixth aunt, wait for the mother's anniversary, and then return to Beijing to pay tribute. ”

Xuan Mingzhu was quite surprised when she heard this at first, that Jiaxing was the fief of the old Liucheng Yu, and when she heard that she had received the holy decree to return to the fiefdom before, she still scolded the palace in the direction of Ruzhou for a whole day.

However, when I thought about it, I realized that when I was young, I couldn't play with my sisters, but these sisters had the consciousness of uniting to fight with the enemy.

The third and sixth elders have walked around, not surprising, Cheng Yu hit the small is a burst of charcoal temper, happy is laughing and angry, hongyi is a child with a successful heart, since she opened this mouth, it means that they should have gotten along well before.

After some deliberation, Xuan Mingzhu agreed, and selected two powerful female envoys, two grandmothers, and more than a dozen guards for Hongyi, and ordered them to properly escort the girl all the way south.

On the day of leaving Beijing, Lu Hongyi was dressed in a plain silk, although his small face was sallow and emaciated, a pair of eyes were shining, and his small body was like a stick of reed grass on the edge of a stream, soft and tough.

Before getting on the bus, she solemnly blessed Xuan Mingzhu who left the house: "My aunt's great kindness to her mother and Miao'er, Miao'er has a hundred feelings in her heart, and she can't do her best, but she remembers it in her heart, and prays to her aunt Antai every day." ”

He also said, "Unfortunately, I can't pay homage to Lord Mei, can I ask my aunt to thank Lord Mei on my behalf?" Miao'er was equally grateful to him. ”

Xuan Mingzhu heard the words and nodded his head in agreement.

Bao Crow reluctantly tugged at her cousin's sleeve and said don't forget to write to her, and Hongyi nodded repeatedly.

Bao Crow watched his cousin board the oil wall car, until the dust was gone, still standing under the steps outside the house, waving a half-shaking small handkerchief.

Immediately after that, the Hongxu Temple set the date for the Zhenguo Princess to hold the Jinfeng Ceremony, which was on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

This is the meaning of the emperor, he did not hide the respect and respect for this aunt in the slightest, not only added nine and five phoenix crowns, the grade was better than the mother of the country, and directly changed the Mid-Autumn Palace banquet to a feast for the celebration of the eldest princess, and was worshiped by hundreds of officials.

Before the incident of Fancheng, Xuan Mingzhu learned of the joy of being sealed when she was in the palace, and gradually faded, and she had no intention of doing a big job, but the child's filial piety could not be stopped, and she insisted on giving her a hilarity.

If nothing else, let's say that the gold fringed phoenix crown that the emperor personally drew for her was indeed stunning and worldly, and beautiful. Bao Crow saw it, as if it were rare, and every few hours he found an excuse to sneak into his mother's house and carefully probed his claws to touch it.

Xuan Mingzhu saw that her daughter liked it, and suddenly thought, "Bao Yatou likes it, and the mother also plays with a golden crown for you." ”

When all was said and done, she immediately sent a long history goldsmith to give the treasure crow a pocket-sized golden crown. The ring on the crown seat is carved like a bird, and a row of gold silk flutters between the little girl's white eyebrows, both agile and rich.

Xuan Mingzhu lovingly kissed the forehead of the delicate woman, and let the treasure crow wear it into the palace on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Mei Heng saw the situation, and immediately found a plain flat gold hairpin from his private treasury - he was originally the only son of a county king, when he was carried over by the Mei family, the inheritance of his biological parents passed to his name, Xuan Mingzhu in addition to instructing him how to manage money and make money, never asked anything else, so Mei Yu joked about this younger brother all day, saying that the little nerd was only afraid of being the richest person in the Mei family besides his father.

In order to match the hair ornaments of the mother and sister, when entering the palace and feasting, people will see that it is a neat family.

The ladies and daughters were neatly arranged, but the mei boss did not do it, and finally asked the mother to grind a custom-made golden crown. At the palace banquet, the eldest princess took three children of golden beauty and jade on the scene, and she snatched up the scenery of the banquet.

Those who can hold back the gorgeous gold jewelry have a luxurious atmosphere that people dare not look at directly. The emperor repeatedly asked for it, and Xuan Mingzhu, dressed in a phoenix wearing a peony-wide drapery, finally stood on top of the danqi with the emperor.

The second son was beside her, and Mei Baoyao's small hand was personally held by the emperor's cousin. The Hundred Officials respectfully requested His Majesty and His Royal Highness the Princess Dachang, Saint Ann, xuan Mingzhu with a wink in his eyes, and said to the hundred workers in the Yuhua Hall: "Exempt yourself from etiquette and peace." ”

As the sound falls, the chimes on the screen chimes sound and fireworks are fired outside the hall. A series of Fa-eaten Qiongsu were delivered like water, and in the golden and brilliant hall, there was a flourishing silk bamboo and a scene of harmony.

In the middle of the moon, after half a drink, the drunken Xuan Mingzhu leisurely got up and took her children to the Cuiwei Hall of the harem to rest.

When the emperor saw his aunt leave the table, he was a little excited, and he supported himself to watch the Hui Hu Whirling Dance, so he also returned to the Two Yi Hall and let Zhu Qing enjoy himself before leaving.

At this time, the ministers and workers were quite comfortable, and the laughter and conversation between the banquets became louder and louder, and there was an old prince who was idle and gave good things, and the imperial wine was beautiful, and he put his head together and said with a big tongue:

"Isn't Mei Shishi back in Shangjing, today's Hundred Officials Xian Ji Feast, how come he, the hero who has made the greatest contribution in the case of the treason against the king, is not seen..."

The seat of the Bingbu Shangshu was just after the old prince, and Yongzi Yan shook a sandalwood ink fan, and when he heard this, he smiled casually and said in his heart that this confused grandfather was really drunk.

Who doesn't know that His Majesty's instrument is heavy and plum is immortal, otherwise he can free up the position of the old man under the door? To transfer Lord Mei to another province as a seat master, nothing more than to cross a layer of qualifications, and then return to Beijing, is the future of directly entering the cabinet, no one is in a hurry, what are you anxious about?

However, when he remembered that he had obtained this Shang Shu position from under his hand with a book at the foot of the table, Yongzi Yan laughed and laughed and drank the wine from the cup.

The palace feast lasted until midnight, when a grand firework was set off on the upper balcony, and the dark night sky was suddenly as bright as day.

In the street, there are also three days of forbidden, the golden lights and silver fires in the east and west cities stretch endlessly, the ladies and women are all people, rubbing shoulders and heels, that kind of fresh and vigorous liveliness, there is a festive atmosphere in it.

Reunion everywhere, everywhere lively, in contrast, Yongxingfang Plum House, it seems too deserted.

There is no red light in front of the door, the black hole hole is a hole, the house is also closed and closed, and the forest is full of courts.

There was only one room in the main courtyard, and there were lights like beans, but I didn't know who was doing what, because the carved willow door was also closed.

A lame little earth dog was alone outside the door, scratching the door panel with its claws, unable to enter, whimpering.

Occasionally, three or two strands of the man's groan of pain came from inside the room, which he suppressed as hard as he could, and soon disappeared.

The weak candle sprout lit all night.

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival Night Xuan Mingzhu guarded the full moon as usual and rested in the Cuiwei Palace of the Mother Queen.

The next day, she did not forget that when she returned to Beijing, the emperor mentioned to her about the Mo family's mother, and set up a small chrysanthemum feast in the princess house.

The flower banquet did not invite the princesses and ladies, but only invited more than a dozen young girls in the boudoir, saying that the eldest princess wanted to meet the young and new girls.

In fact, the meaning of the drunkard is not in the wine, it is Xuan Mingzhu who wants to see the character of the Mo woman and have a number in his heart for the emperor.

The post was issued a few days in advance, and when the flower feast was about to bloom, Hong'er came to report back: "Your Highness, the Mo family has only sent a steward to confess the crime, saying that the Mo family lady has eaten bad things this morning, has a sha, and can't come." ”

Xuan Mingzhu heard the words and frowned slightly.

Mo's lady did not go out for more than ten years, received her invitation, nothing happened early and nothing happened late, but on the day of the banquet, she suddenly had a sha, if it happened, it was too coincidental.

Mo Shi did not come, the other little ladies were already dressed up at the door, and the forecourt occasionally heard qingling's delicate voice and laughter, Xuan Mingzhu had to temporarily put this matter in his heart, and ordered someone to go to a flower feast.

She took a picture of herself, drank half a cup of chrysanthemum wine, asked two gossip, threw a few pots and arrows, and ordered the kitchen to bring up a drawer of freshly steamed crabs, so that the girls could enjoy the scenery at home, and she went to the three open flower halls on the other wall to cool off.

She sat down, and someone came to say: Lord Mei has arrived, and she is waiting outside the palace gate at this time.

Xuan Mingzhu listened to put down the tea bowl and whispered.

She knew about Mei Heting's coming. He had submitted a post a few days earlier, saying that he wanted to accompany Bao Crow before leaving Beijing, and there were some codexes for Mei Heng's questions about his schoolwork, and he wanted to explain it to him face to face.

Xuan Mingzhu remembered what she had said on the day of Emperor Ji's mausoleum, he would return to Ren Ruzhou tomorrow, and after several months of going, she had no reason to stop him from seeing the child, and she twisted her eyebrows and said:

"So, please go straight to the Young Feng Courtyard."

The steward took the order to go, and Aunt Cui, who was accompanying Xuan Mingzhu, saw That His Highness looked confused, as if he had no spirit, and threw a wet hand towel for His Highness, "This year's autumn tigers are at stake, and at this time they are still sweating, Luoyang City is not cooler than the palace, His Highness has two consecutive banquets, presumably tired, after the feast is over, take a break." ”

Xuan Mingzhu took the hand towel, wiped his sweaty neck twice, shook his head, and said, "I didn't handle the big banquet in the past, it wasn't such a tired method." ”

She was silent for a few moments, her eyes were cloudy, and she asked Mamma in an inquiring tone: "Mamma, you said... In your sleep, you always feel that someone is watching you, but you can't see the person's face, you can't move, you can't speak, is this a nightmare or is there something to say? ”

Aunt Cui listened to what she said was frightening, and immediately thought of the princess's illness, afraid that there was an unclean minotaur horse noodle to seduce people's souls, and asked nervously:

"What did Your Highness dream about, and what exactly did it look like?" What's wrong with you lately? ”

Xuan Mingzhu first shook her head, so that Mamma did not have to be nervous, she had not been unwell recently, and she thought that she had not yet reached that time.

It's just that dream I had last night at Cui Wei Palace... If you want her to tell it, she doesn't describe it very much.

Zuo was just vaguely in a heavy gauze folding tent, she sat stupidly on the edge of the bed, her eyes were covered by cloth strips, and her body could not move as if she were not her own, and even the tip of half of her fingers could not be hooked.

Speaking vaguely, because the white veil in front of her eyes in the dream was half transparent, she could glimpse a little scene. The faint purple mantle tent, the faint fragrance of ambergris, and a faint tall figure walked towards her.

Approaching, he knelt down in front of her with some sorrow, squeezed the tip of one of her fingers shallowly, followed without saying a word, without moving, half-shaking, only to feel the sigh of breath falling on the back of her hand.

The scene was really strange, but Xuan Mingzhu did not feel afraid in his dream, but felt that this person was familiar with each other, and he wanted to see his appearance clearly through the gauze.

Unfortunately, no matter how it is not real, she is in a hurry, in a hurry, thinking that such a figure is not a word Huai, the throat of the blocked throat suddenly called out a "little Huai'er", and woke up.

...... Wouldn't that be that kind of dream?

Xuan Mingzhu suddenly had this thought in his heart, and he frightened himself- he was kneeling and touching his hands, the other party was still a younger brother, thinking about it, it was not serious.

But she had no male or female intentions for Yan Huai, how could she dream of him?

Aunt Cui was still waiting for Her Highness to answer, and her serious expression seemed to be going out to ask Ling Burn Paper to do a full set of rituals at the next moment.

Xuan Mingzhu couldn't say anything, "Uh-huh" vaguely, and bowed his head to drink the chrysanthemum tea that extinguished the fire.

The young phoenix courtyard.

On this day, Mei Changsheng wore a woven gold dark green scribe robe with slow sleeves, and slowly stepped into the room, bringing in a light and warm ambergris aroma.

"Daddy!"

Bao Ya smiled sweetly and ran to the door, and Mei Yu and Mei Heng were also waiting for their father to arrive at their sister's place.

Mei Changsheng nodded, saw the three children, and leaned into the pot door chair on the side of the plan, leaned sideways, and held his right shoulder against the back of the chair.

The person who is sitting on the edge of the plain is accidentally out of shape, but it has become a wandering wind tone, which makes people suspect that he is lazy and has no bones.

A surrounding table, father and son, four people, he looked at the treasure crow folding lotus lamp.

Mei Baoyao's little head melon often contained some strange thoughts, and this time knowing that her father was coming, she found a lot of beautiful glass soft colored paper early and wanted to fold some lotus lamps with Aye.

After Aye went to the provinces to take office, every time she thought of her father, she could go to the Luoshui River to put a lamp, and when it was all finished, it would be the end of the year, and her father should come back.

Bao Crow's small mouth kept chattering, sharing with his father what he saw and heard at the Mid-Autumn Festival Palace banquet.

Mei Changsheng listened quietly, and those babbling silent eyes contained a little smile. Folding two lamps in one breath, his left hand was really shaking like a word, and he sighed softly and slowly said:

"Daddy is clumsy, is it okay to watch the treasure crow fold?"

Bao Crow stared at the two glass paper lamps with very "chic" shapes, and nodded decisively, "Good, Daddy, you don't have to do anything, I'm afraid that our family's paper basket will open its mouth to curse people." ”

Mei Changsheng's thin lips were silent.

He was clumsy, but his speech was not hurt, and he promised his younger son that he would preach for him. The little daughter over there shook her feet origami, and here he picked up the scroll and spoke with Mei Heng one by one, but his voice was sometimes stagnant, and he had to stop, put down the book in his right hand, take a sip of tea from the tea cup, and then continue to teach.

The room was clearly not hot, and he was such a person who did not like to sweat, and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead for a while.

After one, Mei Heng listened with relish, and Mei Yu, who was listening, yawned continuously, and did not dare to show it in front of his father, and he held out a pair of rosy rabbit eyes.

Mei Changsheng looked at the silver leak, it was time, and he stood up with the arm of the chair.

Mei Yu finally grew a breath, but listening to the boring lecture was boring, and as soon as he thought of his father leaving, his heart was not willing. As the little nerd got up and learned his style, he gave his father a bachelor's salute.

"Take good care of your mother and younger siblings." Mei Changsheng gently instructed the eldest son.

Mei Yu nodded seriously. Mei Changsheng turned his head, and the treasure crow was still casually folding the flower paper, and his head did not lift.

Mei Changsheng walked over and touched her head, "Bao Crow, Daddy has to go back to Ruzhou." ”

The little girl let out a "hmm" and never looked up.

Mei Changsheng sighed in his heart, bent down with some effort, although his brow was slightly wrinkled, his lips were smiling, and he coaxed her in the little girl's ear:

"When Daddy comes back, he will take Bao Crow to the night market on a big neck, buy many, many different books, and tell you many, many stories.

A tear finally smashed on the cellophane, splashing a fine splash of water, and Bao Crow immediately wiped his face fiercely, wrapped his arms around Mei Changsheng's neck and said vaguely, "That daddy has to come back quickly, don't play Lai, I will not be happy if Lai Pi is!" ”

Mei Changsheng nodded and said yes, and Ren Girl hugged herself for a while and went out to leave the Young Feng Courtyard.

As soon as he stepped out of the door of the moon cave, the man's wide sleeve suddenly lost weight against the wall, and he supported himself with the powder wall, covering his left chest and gasping for breath.

The warm and moist face of the previous moment was instantly distorted, and the blood loss turned into a pale color.

“...... But Lord Mei? You, all right? ”

Suddenly, a hesitant voice sounded behind him.

Mei Changsheng heard it, it was the female envoy yunjing in this courtyard, gritting her teeth and standing still for a moment.

Everyone thinks that the pain of the cone is completely bone-chilling, so what kind of taste is it when even the pain is not allowed to be expressed?

The pain is beyond pain.

When Mei Changsheng straightened his back again, and his face had returned to normal, he turned around and revealed a little white smile:

Xu Wasfang was in a hurry, and was shaken by the shadow of the sun, no problem. The girl went to take care of the young lady. ”

Yun Jing was stunned and watched As Lord Mei walked out calmly.

After all, after living here for seven years, where the princess used to go to cool off, Mei Changsheng knew very well which path could avoid people leading to that flower hall, and he also knew.

As for who was on duty in the kitchen, who was responsible for watching the fire, who was responsible for boiling the medicine, he could find out more clearly.

After mastering these things, people unconsciously arrange for a person of their own to go in and add a medicinal introduction to the fried medicinal soup, and it will be difficult to overthrow the former Dali Shaoqing.

Especially at such a time when people come and go to the banquet.

"Your Highness, it's time to take the medicine."

In the flower hall, Hong'er took the mahogany sunflower bouquet box sent in the small kitchen, opened the lid, and brought a bowl of medicine to Xuan Mingzhu.

A stone's throw away from the hall, Mei Changsheng's posture was hidden behind a densely branched spring flower tree.

This is a convenient hiding place, you can see the scene in the flower hall, but the flower hall can not easily notice this end, or he and the treasure crow when they accidentally found the treasure place.

A whole figure melted into the dark and quiet shadow of the tree, the person was weak and hidden, and even his breathing was no better than the cicadas that were singing vigorously overhead, and they breathed lightly.

The gaze was only a fleeting gaze at the movement in the flower hall.

He only had to see her drink this bowl of medicine with his own eyes, and then he could safely return to Ruzhou, stay until ten days later, and then secretly return to Beijing to offer her a second dose of life-saving medicine.

Last night, when Jiang Jin stabbed him with blood, he lost his attitude, and his eyes were scarlet, saying that he was crazy, knowing that there was no way to go wrong, and he did not raise the fatal wound, and he had to come to personally walk this fate.

He's not crazy, and he's incredibly sober. Only by seeing can he be true, and he cannot tolerate the slightest mistake in her body.

Through the hidden flower branches, Mei Changsheng saw Xuan Mingzhu's fingertips touching the medicine bowl, and couldn't help but hold her breath--her hand was raised--her jade cicada bun was lowered--that Zhu lips were next to the edge of the bowl——

Only one bite away.