After pampering her sick and weak husband, the idiot's legitimate daughter cheated on her

Yun Wuyan said: "With such important news, what do you want to trade with me?"

This news was exactly what she needed right now.

One who can bring down the second prince in one fell swoop.

But the girl just smiled broadly: "I only want a sum of money, hehe."

Yun Wuyang raised his eyebrows: "I don't have any money, I'm afraid you've found the wrong person?"

"Young lady is joking. Young lady is both the head of Yun Mansion and the owner of Guixiang Residence. Not to mention how popular Guixiang Residence is now. In the end," the girl muttered in a low voice, "you are still the Nine Emperor Concubine. .”

No, her master wouldn't let her mention the words Nine Emperor Concubines.

She said frankly: "If Miss is no longer rich, I'm afraid many noble families in the capital will have to beg for food."

Such a direct sentence, Yun Wuyang couldn't help laughing.

"The lady's eyes are so vicious." The girl touched her face angrily: "Am I not beautiful?"

Yun Wuyan said: "No matter how good the disguise technique is, flaws will appear over time."

"So are you willing to believe me now?" The girl looked at her and asked.

Yun Wuyang was silent for a while, and then she nodded: "Okay, I agree to this deal."

Of course she wanted to believe it.

There was just one more sentence that Yun Wuyang had yet to say.

——Your master, is he here?
  Yun Wuyang finally shook his head and suppressed the question with reason.

Dashuo was so busy with things, how could he have time to come?

Besides, it seems that as long as he is safe, it will be fine.

"One more thing," the girl said at the end before leaving: "Young lady, please be careful about the people around you."

Yun Wuyang frowned: "What does this sentence mean?"

The girl spread her hands and said, "That's what I said, I don't know the rest."

Yun Wuyang looked at the girl's back as she walked out of the room, thoughtfully.

The person next to me... who do you mean?

The capital city of Yunqin was very cold under the snow. Yun Wuyang took a carriage when he left Guixiangju.

Shuangqing wore very warm clothes and followed her outside the carriage: "Is this winter particularly cold?"

Yun Wuyang lifted the curtain and took a look, sighing: "It's cold today, as if the mistress had her clothes taken off by the real owner and left on the street."

Shuangqing: "..."

What kind of weird adjective is this?

However, her young lady always made shocking remarks, so she got used to it, and said with a white breath: "Miss, please lower the curtain, don't freeze."

Yun Wuyang nodded and lowered the curtain.

The moment she lowered the curtain, two people passed her carriage.

One person was dressed in red, and the veil on her face lifted up in the wind, revealing her stunning face and then fell back down.

"It's not easy to come here, I want to have a nice stroll - Your Highness, what are you looking at?"

The person next to him was the girl who had just left Yun Wuhuang. She was still dressed in vulgar clothes.

The man passed by the carriage and then paused, looking back sideways with a faint smile on his lips.

He quickly turned back and touched the girl's head: "Winter in Yunqin is as cold as Dashuo."

The bright moon shines on the snow, and the new wind is strong and sad.

The girl pouted, as if she was not satisfied with her clothes, and tugged at her sleeves: "Your Highness, are my clothes strange? Many people in Yunqin looked at me strangely." The man There was silence for a few seconds.

His conduct as a person could not be said to be embarrassing, but with his exquisite and proud taste, he could not be boasted about it.

So the man just touched the top of her head heavily and showed an impeccable yet petrified smile:
  "Girls are of a good age, so naturally they look good in anything they wear."

This winter in Yunqin has been an eventful one.

This winter, there were unexpectedly heavy rains in some areas. Countless people in Nanjiang were displaced. The cold weather also destroyed food supplies. People in Nanjiang were in dire straits.

But even though the cold was biting, it still couldn't calm the hero's passion.

Angry warriors surrounded Nanjiang Yamen, and disciples from Nanjiang aristocratic families also came directly to Beijing to face the saint and speak out to expose official corruption.

The grievance drum in front of the court was beaten painfully day and night. This matter spread from ten to ten, and soon it became an uproar.

The emperor was furious, and dragged his powerless body to order the dismissal of the governor of Nanjiang in the early morning. From the six ministries down to the local county, dozens of officials, large and small, were traced and traced.

At the same time, it was discovered that these officials were still in contact with the imprisoned second prince, and had secretly sent him an unknown amount of gold and silver.

When the emperor was furious and blood flowed like rivers, and all these officials were ordered to be beheaded, the second prince also "hanged himself" in the palace out of guilt.

Whether it was guilt or fear, whether it was suicide or the emperor's order, Yun Wuyang didn't know at all.

But when she was discussing with Liu Xiaoxian, she suddenly heard a name that shocked her.

"Who? Zhou Yannian?"

Liu Xiaoxian paused, a little confused: "What's wrong?"

Yun Wuyang was a little confused: "Is he a subordinate of the second prince?"

Liu Xiaoxian thought for a while: "I don't know about this... He is quite weird. I don't have much interaction with him."

Looking at Yun Wuyan's expression, Liu Xiaoxian felt something was wrong: "Do you know him? Is he yours?"

"...No, that's not the case."

Isn't it just Zhou Yannian who her sister Yun Changhuan likes? ? ?
  No, is her sister a villain? !

Yun Wuyang felt a little confused, and she said: "This matter is strange. I must meet Prime Minister Zhou."

Liu Xiaoxian looked at her for a long time, wondering what he was thinking.

After a while, he whispered:
  "Okay, I'll help you connect."

Yun Wuhuang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "No, it's not me. I have a better candidate."

Liu Xiaoxian put down his tea cup and said calmly:

"Do whatever you want, I will cooperate with you."

If anyone here knows Zhou Yannian best, it must be Yun Changhuan.

Yun Changhuan was a fan of Zhou Yannian's books before time travel, so she must know what's going on.

On a cold afternoon, the prime minister met two girls in a dark dungeon.

Yun Wuxu did not approach, she just communicated with the jailer and let Yun Changhuan go in by himself.

Yun Changhuan walked away in a hurry, and with only a quick glance, Yun Wuyan was stunned.

I saw that the man in the prison had no fear of being beheaded. Although his clothes were ragged and dusty, his whole body was straight and straight, like the water in an ancient well, calm and calm. The eyebrows are as thin as distant mountains, matching a pair of bright eyes.

It's not that this man is so handsome or eye-catching, but Yun Wuyang feels...

She originally thought that Yun Changhuan's admiration for Zhou Yannian was an admiration between a man and a woman.

After all, you have passed through the book, and book fans meet the real protagonist. Isn’t this an idol drama?
  It's just that Zhou Yannian... is a bit old, right?

Thank you to the little angel of Mangbai Festival for your monthly tickets and gifts, and everyone’s recommendation tickets, which I won’t mark because there are too many. I also thanked ovo one by one.