Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 621

The princess is much more worry-free than the prince. The biggest regret in Emperor Zhongyuan's life is: there are too many sons under his knees, so many that he can't sleep well.

If these sons all become princesses and are not destined for the dragon chair by nature, then there won't be so many coveting eyes on the side of the couch.

Emperor Zhongyuan sighed regretfully.

It's a pity that there is only one princess, although she is a reckless princess who dares to offend anyone, but Emperor Zhongyuan feels very satisfied in his heart.

What he hates the most are smart people, and he likes stupid and silly people the most.And this princess, as if grown out according to his mind, really liked him more than those sons. It hadn't been long since entering the palace, and his heart was already in his armpits.

Naturally, Xing Yourong praised the princess without saying a word, and praised her highness as a golden phoenix in the sky. Emperor Zhongyuan listened with a smile, feeling very comfortable.

"Come here, send a set of Jun Kiln porcelain to the princess, and then send a message to Gu, telling her to accompany her Third Emperor Brother when she is free. How can there be any reason to throw things after hitting someone?" Waiting Xing Yourong praised After finishing those words, Emperor Zhongyuan's order sounded.

A small palace official took the order to leave immediately, and Emperor Zhongyuan said to Xing Yourong again: "Supervisor Xing also help Gu to watch more, the princess is young, if there is something she doesn't understand, you ask someone to remind her more. , send two maids to teach her etiquette, don't mess around in the canonization ceremony in a few days, if something happens, I can't forgive you."

After all, it was the princess who caused the trouble, and Xing Yourong was the one who got beaten.

This is so spoiled, it's almost heavenly!
With [-] unspeakable words rolling in his heart, Xing Yourong held his nose and took the order to leave.

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The dusk of autumn in the north is always fleeting.

The days are getting shorter and the nights are getting longer, before the first half of the unitary month, green gauze lanterns are lit everywhere in Guangming Palace, and the green lights dance lightly in the night wind, looking like a ghostly fire flickering from a distance.

Mo Buli stood in front of the courtyard gate with peeling paint, looking at the sea of ​​green lights in the distance, expressionless.

"Sir, there is a carrier pigeon from Ah Fang's side, and there is a letter for sir." Standing behind him, A Lie said without hesitation, his brows and eyes on the cloth scarf were calm.

"Read." Mo Buli only said one word.

Ariel took out a note from his sleeve, and read in a low voice: "Kuen Peng kneels and weeps, Mr. Fu: It is my fault that I died before my family and country competed. How could the level of the realm drop greatly, and I have been poisoned without knowing it. In order not to disturb the enemy , but bear the pain and ignore it, weep again, and worship again. The chess difference counts, and I am not willing to be willing, unwilling to be willing. I will use my own sin to accomplish the unfinished business, and I will kill myself. Maybe it will be a period. Again, Du The kite fled early, was very clever and alert, and had already dispatched strange soldiers to hide himself. If the prince of the government can get it, he can reuse it. May God bless the great cause and be honored forever. Cooking kneels and worships, never writes."

His voice was quiet and flat, as if he was just reading an ordinary letter from home, not a last letter.

A cool wind blew over, and the weeds in the courtyard huddled in the wind, making tiny noises.

Mo Buli stood in front of the door, still maintaining the initial posture, looking at the distant lights, as if he was already infatuated.

Ariel took a step back, took out the torch from his sleeve, and lit it with a "cha".

That last letter, written in blood, glowed bright red in the night, was licked and twisted by the flames, slowly turned into fly ash, and was finally swallowed by the night.

At the moment when the flames came on, there seemed to be a hint of sadness in Ariel's lowered eyebrows.

However, the night quickly enveloped this small cluster of flames, and everything returned to darkness, and the slight changes in his expression were eventually buried by the dense night.

"Go in and talk." Mo Buli sighed, the white robe on his body seemed to be stained with dust, dim and gloomy.

The two entered the house one after the other.

There is no candle or fire in the room, and the only crescent moon is hooked on the corner of the eaves, shedding a faint moonlight.

"Qin Liuniang has already entered the palace?" Mo Buli asked, his voice slightly tired.

Ariel bowed: "Yes, sir. The people around her are all brought together."

"Really?" Mo Buli said softly, raised his hand to caress his forehead, his tone became more and more tired, "The last blow mentioned in A Lie's last letter, so... didn't work?"

When the words came to an end, he let out a long sigh.

"Forgive me, sir." Ariel bowed and said in a flat voice, "However, it can also be seen from this that Qin Liuniang must be surrounded by strange people, even with Ah Pang's skill. I think, maybe the gray-haired female master It's near her."

"If this is the case, we should be more cautious in the future." Mo Buli sighed again, and turned his head to look out the window.

There was a slanting moon in front of the window, and a faint Qinghua spread over, but it couldn't wash away the darkness in the room.

The silence lasted for quite a while, before Mo Buli seemed to come back to his senses suddenly, looked away from the window, and asked, "How is Qin Liuniang doing after entering the palace?"

Ariel replied: "Before she entered the palace, His Majesty ordered someone to clean up the Qingliang Hall. Now Her Highness the Princess lives there, surrounded by golden guards. It seems that His Majesty cares about this daughter very much."

Mo Buli listened to his words quietly, and after a long time, he laughed "hehe": "Your Highness?" There was irony in his laughter, and his cold voice was bone-chilling: "This kind of nonsense is also Only a lunatic would believe it. Did the person on the dragon chair lose his head, why did he recognize a daughter for no reason?"

"There is a token to prove it." Ariel replied, his brows on the cloth scarf frowned, and there was a little suspicion in his eyes: "The token is a sandalwood seal made by His Majesty back then, His Majesty recognized it at a glance Later, just to be on the safe side, this seal was handed over to the gold and stone family for analysis, and they all said it was genuine."

"That's what I'm most puzzled about." Mo Buli bent his index finger and tapped on the desk, his voice was rarely anxious: "Where did Qin Liuniang get the token? At least before the first month of this year, Ah Pang She is still closely watched over there, and she has no chance to contact outsiders at all. Where did she get this kind of thing? Taking a step back, even if she got it this year, the person who gave it to him would be who?"

His answer was a long silence.

However, Mo Buli's words were not finished. After a short pause, he continued: "Also, where did the so-called biological mother of the princess who died young come from? How could Guo Shili send people to look for the old lover? Did she find Qin Liuniang in Qingzhou? If this was Qin Liuniang's own arrangement, how could she know about this in advance and lay down clues in advance to lead the people in the palace to her? Or is it not herself at all? So, then, who is the person who set up this game? Who else is behind her?"

(End of this chapter)