famous eldest daughter

Chapter 393 Rice Paper
With a smile on her lips, Gu Yuqing ordered: "Mom, I'll work hard again. I'll go to Dafang Temple immediately. I'll make sure to keep an eye on He Wenyue. It's best if he doesn't notice. If he notices, no matter what method he uses, he must not Let him take half a step out of the guest room."

Gu Yuqing's expression was solemn as he spoke. Aunt Huang knew that the matter was important, so she immediately nodded and turned around.

After she left, Gu Yuqing asked Ji Xiang Ruyi to bring pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

The Langhaohu pen was dipped in thick ink, and he held the pen in his left hand and brushed it down. Within a moment, the dense regular script with hairpin flowers fell on the plain white Luoyang rice paper. The handwriting was unlike anything Ji Xiang Ruyi had ever seen before.

Not to mention others, even they would not believe it unless they saw it with their own eyes. These were the words written by the young lady herself.

With his bare hands flying, he twisted up the rice paper with the writing on it, held it in front of him and read it carefully, then handed it to Ji Xiang beside him, "Use fine sand to absorb the ink, then quietly take the dart and send it to the third prince."

With auspicious orders, he turned around and left after the ink on the paper dried.

Gu Yuqing was served by Ruyi. After washing up, she lay on the bed and thought about entering the palace tomorrow.

I thought that when there was no one else in the room in the dead of night, "Tianji" would jump out and make a noise, but as it remained silent, Gu Yuqing smiled bitterly. It is most afraid of water, and it was about the time it was soaked in the heavy rain and flood yesterday It's been a long time, and I haven't recovered for a while.

Because she was about to enter the palace, a fierce battle was waiting for her tomorrow. In addition, the old lady of Pingxi Palace asked the emperor to apologize. Gu Yuqing was even more frightened. She thought she would be tossing and turning pancakes on the bed until dawn, but she didn't expect it. , Just as I straightened out the things to do tomorrow in my mind, my upper and lower eyelids stuck together.

In her dream, she laughed silently at herself, she could really sleep.

Unconsciously, every time I have a good dream, there is always a jade pendant beside my pillow, emitting a vague light blue light.

Gu Yuqing was asleep. It was unknown whether she dreamed of a naked child who was clamoring for some sweet-scented osmanthus candy. But Xiao Yi, who was in another corner of the capital, was about to get up and leave the study to go back to the house to rest. Suddenly A ray of silver light broke through the window, and there was only a "pop" sound. Looking out, he saw a dart tied with a red rope, firmly embedded in the golden nanmu corridor pillar beside him. The tip of the dart, With a piece of white paper folded into a square.

Chu Yan's expression suddenly changed. He turned around and pushed the door open. He looked out, only to see silence outside the study room. The only sound was just a few barks of dogs in the deep alley in the distance. There was no sign of a person. .

His deep and sharp eyes swept across the courtyard, and he turned to look at Xiao Yi. Xiao Yi had already stood up and was about to pull the dart with the square paper from the corridor pillar. The look in Chu Yan's eyes moved slightly, and he immediately turned towards Xiao Yi walked over.

"Your Highness, it's better for my slave to come and get it. What should I do if the dart is poisoned?"

Xiao Yi has always cherished his life as much as gold. Before eating, he would let the white cat test the poison first, not to mention that this dart came from such an evil way.

Following Chu Yan's words, Xiao Yi's outstretched hand froze in the air, shook it, and dropped it again.

But after it fell, I felt that it seemed inappropriate, as if I was trying to hide something, so I quickly put my hand to my mouth and pretended to cough a few times.

A faint smile flashed across the corner of Chu Yan's eyes, with a hint of mockery, and disappeared in an instant like a flash in the pan.

When he pulled out the dart, took off the rice paper on it, unfolded it and handed it to Xiao Yi as if inspecting it carefully, his eyes flashed and he quickly ran over the writing from beginning to end, and he couldn't help but frown slightly.

Taking the rice paper from Chu Yan's hand, Xiao Yi couldn't wait to look at it quickly. He was immediately shocked by the content on it, and even the hand holding the rice paper trembled uncontrollably.

If what is said on this paper is true, this is simply God helping him get rid of Xiao Duo.

Because of the excitement, the muscles in the corners of Xiao Yi's eyes couldn't help shaking. He pinched the paper in his hand and said: "Go and mobilize the troops..." The hoarse voice just remembered, and suddenly stopped, as if thinking of something, paused briefly, Just when Chu Yan had already walked to the door, he changed his words and said: "Go and call Mr. Luo first."

Chu Yan paused for a moment, then turned his head, "Then should we still mobilize the troops?"

Xiao Yi shook his head, "No need for now, we'll talk about it when Mr. Luo comes."

Chu Yan got the order, turned around and disappeared into the dark night.

But the direction he was heading was not directly towards the small courtyard where Luo Zhisong was resting.

In order to facilitate the summons, Xiao Yi specially set up a small courtyard for Luo Zhisong not far from the study, and he lived there whenever he was not home.

It was obviously only a few steps away, but Chu Yan was away for nearly a stick of incense before leading Luo Zhisong.

"Why have you been gone so long?" Xiao Yi, who was already extremely suspicious, saw Chu Yan's eyes filled with suspicion as cold as ice.

Luo Zhisong calmly sat down in his usual place, as if Xiao Yi's question about Chu Yan had nothing to do with him. His long and dense eyelashes were drooped and his face was pale.

After a heavy rain and a flash flood, his complexion became worse than before.

After he was seated, a servant brought hot tea to him. Luo Zhisong picked up the teacup and held it in his palm, holding the warm cup to keep warm.

Chu Yan glanced at Luo Zhisong, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and replied: "When the servant passed by, Mr. Luo was awakened from a nightmare, so he was delayed for a while, so there was a delay."

When Xiao Yi heard this, he immediately looked towards Luo Zhisong, "Is everything okay, sir?" He said words of concern, but his eyes were filled with suspicion of interrogation, wanting to verify Chu Yan's words on Luo Zhisong to see if they were true or false.

Hearing this, Luo Zhisong nodded slightly. He did not answer Xiao Yi's question, nor did he defend Chu Yan. Instead, he said to himself: "Ever since Wanda's incident happened, I have been having nightmares. I always dream of him attracting the attention of Chu Yan." Bad guys attacked His Highness, so he has been feeling a little uneasy these days."

Xiao Yi stared at Luo Zhisong's bloodless cheeks and the two black spots in his eyes. He believed Chu Yan's words eight or nine times. He raised his hand and said, "You go first. I and my husband have important matters." Need to discuss."

Chu Yan lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, exited the door, and raised his hand to close the study door.

"What's the emergency, Your Highness?" The moment the wooden door was closed with a deep creak, Luo Zhisong raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Yi. The fog in his eyes was like a distant sea, making it impossible to see anything.

Xiao Yi stood up, handed over the rice paper he had always held in his hand, and sat down on the chair opposite Luo Zhisong. "Someone just sent this in with a dart. What do you think, sir?"

When he heard the word "darts", Luo Zhisong's eyebrows moved. He took the rice paper and asked, "Is your highness okay?"

Xiao Yi smiled and shook his head, "Nothing."

Luo Zhisong seemed not to wait for his answer at all, his eyes were already locked on the rice paper in his hand.

(End of this chapter)