The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 652
After sending Song Tian off, Yang Jin came back and continued to stand guard outside the study. When it was time for dinner, she was ready to eat, but the door of the study was still closed tightly, and there was no tendency to open it at all. She listened carefully, but she didn't hear anything inside. Something is happening.

If he hadn't been guarding here all the time, and Xie Chu hadn't come out, he would have doubted whether there was anyone in the study.

These days, Xie Chu has been eating in the main room. As a personal bodyguard, he is naturally smug, and eats with the two little maids in the princess's courtyard. I have to say that the food and clothing in the princess's courtyard is exquisite and delicious. It's also much better.

With doubts in her heart, Yang Jin lay on the tree trunk, her eyes unconsciously placed on the door of the study in a daze.

He didn't wait for long, he heard footsteps from afar, turned around and saw a little maid coming towards this side, he recognized this little maid, the third-class maid in Wangfei's courtyard, she should have come to ask about the prince's dinner.

Turning over and getting down, Yang Jin consciously went to the study and knocked on the door without the servant girl saying anything: "My lord, there are people coming from the princess courtyard, do you think you are going to have dinner in the princess courtyard today?"

No one spoke in the room for a long time, Yang Jin was a little puzzled, could it be that he fell asleep?He knocked on the door again, repeated the words, and then the inside opened up.

"How long has it been since the princess's yard?"

What he said was endless, and Yang Jin was stunned for a moment before realizing that Xie Chu was asking about Song Tian: "I passed two hours ago, and left the mansion after staying for less than half an hour. Now I have already left the mansion." It's been an hour and a half."

When he finished speaking, he heard a chuckle from inside, low and lonely, full of sarcasm and disappointment.

Yang Jin didn't understand why Xie Chu reacted so suddenly. Ever since he told the prince an hour ago that Wang Xingyuan from the Four Seasons Garden was taken away, the prince's mood seemed to be a little off. He locked himself in the study and never came out. .

Yang Jin turned her head, and the little maid was already looking anxious, so he knocked on the door again: "My lord, it seems that the princess hasn't eaten yet, and I'm waiting for your reply."

After a long time, Xie Chu's voice came from the room: "My king is busy with official duties today, so I won't go there."

Yang Jin didn't expect Xie Chu's words, she was stunned for a moment, her jaw opened slightly, and there were two huge question marks in her eyes.

What?Don't eat?Isn't this too sudden?I didn't ventilate in advance. These days, the meals are used in the main room. If I don't go here, what about the prince's meals?This is not ready.

Yang Jin's head was full of question marks, but hearing Xie Chu's tone, he didn't seem to be in a good mood, and he didn't dare to bump into him at this time, so he could only shut up.

The little girl stood far away, she couldn't hear clearly, but she understood, saluted Yang Jin, and hurried back to report the letter.

Xie Chu sat on the chair with half-closed eyes and a cold expression on his face. After Song Tian left, he maintained this posture and never changed.

Before Song Tian woke up, he asked Yang Jin to find out what happened in the Four Seasons Garden. The news that Wang Xingyuan was taken away was not small, so Yang Jin found out after a little inquiring.

Song Xieyu didn't have close contact with Four Seasons Garden, but Xie Chu always felt that there was a thread hanging in Four Seasons Garden for a long time. Pass Song Xieyu.

However, the masters of the Huaiyin Palace can be eliminated one by one, and only the sisters Song Xieyu and Song Xieyan are left in the end. Song Xieyan is only at school age, so it is naturally impossible to control the Four Seasons Garden.

This thread can only be held in the hands of his princess.

Yang Jin opened the door and came in, took a look at Xie Chu's face, and immediately spoke in a more respectful tone: "My lord, since you are not eating in the concubine's courtyard, then let Nanny Sun make some new meals and bring them over. Look at the tofu stew. Meat, how about some of your usual meals?"

Xie Chu raised his eyes, the candlelight was reflected in his eyes, light and faint, filled with broken light, the cold and hard outline gathered in the dark, covering his face with darkness.

"Yang Jin, is it really my wishful thinking?"

Yang Jin was taken aback by Xie Chu's question. He thought he understood Xie Chu's thoughts best, but now he was really looking at flowers in a fog, unable to see clearly.

Xie Chu lowered his head and fixed his eyes on Yang Jin from a distance, as if he was waiting for his reply, or as if he was looking through him, dazed.

Yang Jin stared at Xie Chu, and suddenly felt sad in his heart, as if he was being pressed by a heavy stone. He had been with Xie Chu for more than ten years. Xie Chu had always been calm and confident, even in the war Even if he was trapped in an isolated city by tens of thousands of enemy troops, he had never seen such an expression on Xie Chu's face.

Confusion, denial, and more complex, more indescribable negativity.

After a while, Xie Chu regained his composure, twitched the corners of his lips, and a look of despondency flashed across his face: "Forget it, this king can't figure out something himself, so why make things difficult for you."

"Let Grandma Sun cook you a meal instead of mine."

Yang Jin pursed her lips, did not move, her eyes were firm, she stared at Xie Chu: "My lord is not happy."

Affirmative sentences are not interrogative sentences.

Xie Chu was still sitting in the previous posture, with a calm expression on his face, his eyes fixed on nothingness.

Yang Jin kept a straight face, the words Xie Chu just asked resurfaced in her mind, thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "What does the lord want to ask, what is in his heart, the subordinates can't guess."

"But the subordinates feel that wishful thinking is not necessarily wrong. Who can say that it must be right when two hearts agree? After all, it depends on the person, just like a red apricot is out of the wall. If the red apricot is out of the wall by an inch, the wall will move up a foot. So what if it’s just wishful thinking on the wall? It’s not up to others to worry about Hongxing.”

Yang Jin rarely talked too much, and said a lot, Xie Chu gave him a deep look, frowned and threw out two words: "Unreasonable."

The tone of the words seemed displeased, but the curvature of the corners of the mouth could not deceive anyone, and Yang Jin also breathed a sigh of relief.

"The subordinates haven't read any books, and they can't explain any major principles, but there is one truth that they understand."

Xie Chu looked at him for a long time, intending to hear what other truths he could come up with.

Yang Jin coughed dryly, hugging the sword, with an expressionless face: "It's better to let the clothes be torn than to be hungry. You still have to eat. Meals are the top priority, so we must not delay."

After finishing speaking, he went out. Xie Chu looked at Yang Jin's back and shook his head helplessly. The pressure in his heart did not dissipate, and he was a little out of breath.

From the afternoon until now, he has been waiting for Song Xieyu to come over, Wang Xingyuan was taken away by Xie Yang, the torture will definitely happen, and the time is delayed, I'm afraid that when the time comes, those who can come out will not be standing.

But his concubine was still very stubborn, and she just insisted not to say a few words to her husband, not even her tongue.

This husband and wife are like neighbors...

(End of this chapter)