Daughter of the royal palace

Chapter 348 His Love (5)
For the past half month, Luo Tianxiang has come every day, but Ling Xihan has become more and more afraid to face him.

Just like at this moment, Ruoyu looked at Luo Tianxiang who was standing in front of the door apologetically.

"Master Luo, Miss is taking a nap, it's inconvenient to see you..."

Luo Tianxiang's eyes dimmed, and he smiled softly.

"In that case, I'll take my leave." He took out a book from his pocket and handed it to Ruoyu.

"This is the main grain merchants and silk merchants in Youzhou, Hezhou, Yunzhou, Cangzhou, and Haozhou. The distribution and planning of their stores, as well as the officials who colluded with them to make huge profits. I have sorted everything out. Please, Miss Ruoyu Pass it on to your lady."

"Master Luo, Ruoyu would like to thank you on behalf of Miss." Ruoyu took it over and thanked her with blessings.

Luo Tianxiang nodded lightly, turned around, but his complexion darkened.In the past few days, she has always avoided him with the excuse of being busy or taking a nap. Did she notice something?
Ruoyu watched him disappear into the crowd, and sighed slightly in her heart.

"Has he left?" Ling Xihan's clear voice suddenly sounded beside her, making Ruoyu startled.

"Miss?"

Ling Xihan withdrew his gaze, looked at the book Ruoyu was holding in his hand, took it over and flipped through it.There are dense words on it, some places are still surrounded by red circles, and there are notes below.The handwriting is rich and full of spirit, without stopping at the point where the pen is written, each stroke is delicate and thick, it can be seen that the person who wrote this handwriting is an extremely delicate person.

She has seen Luo Tianxiang's handwriting before, wild and unrestrained, free and easy, but slightly restrained at the tail, it looks a little more businessman's tact.But between the lines, there is a hint of arrogance and rebellion in his character.

Although the handwriting on this book is quite different from what she saw, she can tell at a glance that it is Luo Tianxiang's handwriting.Just because of the seriousness and meticulousness contained in every stroke and every stroke, just because of the pages that are flattened but still have creases, just because of the thick and different red letters at the bottom of each page.She knew that Luo Tianxiang must have worked tirelessly for several nights to finish this booklet.

"Miss..." Ruoyu called softly.

Ling Xihan pursed her lips and remained silent, then said lightly, "Go in."

"Yes."

After the two master and servant entered, a person came out from the corner of the street, with a fluttering blue dress and a handsome jade face, it was Luo Tianxiang.He looked at the length of the blue skirt that fell at the foot of the door, looked at the resolutely beautiful back, and there was an indescribable loneliness in his deep eyes.

"My lord!" A hidden guard quietly approached.

Luo Tianxiang's eyes were suddenly as clear as water, "Has something happened in Beijing?"

"En." The dark guard nodded, and Luo Tianxiang's eyes became serious.

The words are divided into two ends, and let's talk about the current capital.Ever since the truth of Wang Youlan framing Ling Xihan by killing Su Yanting out of selfish desire came to light, the direction of the court has changed again.Those officials who once denounced Su Yanting's statement to the Zhongyi Palace in a high-sounding manner immediately fell silent.And in the invisible corner, there seems to be some huge conspiracy hidden.

The day in July was originally hot and scorching.But today's Kyoto, as if in the calm before the storm, is about to erupt.

Finally, just seven days later, the catastrophe finally broke out.Zuo Xiang rebelled and forced the palace, and led five thousand dead men from Prince Gong's mansion to enter the palace led by Nei Ying from the imperial guards.

When the mighty army smashed open the gate of the palace, there was a sound of screams and screams, and the whole palace seemed to be in hell, crying ghosts and howling wolves.

Prince An was dressed in a purple formal gown with auspicious cloud pattern engraved on the gold border, and stood solemnly at the door of the imperial study. He was surrounded by dozens of high-ranking experts, who looked around vigilantly in a protective posture, and the sword in his hand was faint. ready to go.

Compared to the bloody fight in the entire palace and the nervousness and fear of the guards and maids, Prince An's expression was indifferent and calm.He watched the guards who were desperately guarding the palace fall one by one, heard the flustered footsteps of the maids, and heard the sound of blood flowing across the marble floor... The scene in front of him was very similar to the scene in the palace 20 years ago. Change……

Suddenly aware of a sound of steady footsteps approaching, he raised his eyes and looked over, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

"Master Zhao has hidden it well all these years."

Thousands of dead men stood in two rows, and two people came out from the middle. The one on the left, dressed in a stone-blue baoxiang flower carved silk court dress, with a cold face and proud eyes, was Zhao Linfeng, the prime minister on the right.

"Each each other."

Prince An sneered and shifted his gaze to the man beside Zhao Linfeng. He wore a round-neck gown with sapphire blue satin with black trim and five-clawed dragon mang embroidered on his chest. It was the prince's court dress.

"Is Brother Wang here to join in the fun?"

Prince Gong smiled slightly, but his eyes suddenly turned hard.

"Up to now, the palace has been surrounded by this king. For the sake of our clan, as long as you surrender, this king will spare your life."

"What if the king doesn't agree?" Prince An's expression remained indifferent.

Prince Gong suddenly said harshly: "If not, then don't blame me for being ruthless." He clapped his hands, and hundreds of archers suddenly appeared on the surrounding towers. die.

"My lord, my subordinates are waiting to cover you, you find a chance to escape from the palace." Prince An's personal guard stood in front of him and said in a low voice.

But Prince An smiled slightly, "Escape? Where can I escape?" He glanced around slightly, all of them were Prince Gong and Zhao Linfeng's people, the entire palace was surrounded tightly, how could he escape?
"Brother Wang, in the past, this king always thought that you were devoted to mountains and rivers, but he didn't think that it's fake to love Fengyue, and it's true to keep a low profile."

Prince Gong no longer maintains his usual gentleness, his eyes are cold, and he said sarcastically: "Back then, Xiao Mingjing won the title of emperor by killing his father and brother. Why can't this king do it today?"

There was a trace of contempt in Prince An's eyes, and he turned to look at Zhao Linfeng.The twilight was deep, but not as dark as Zhao Linfeng's dark eyes at the moment.He suddenly smiled, "Brother Wang, do you think that Zhao Linfeng will really help you? You have no relatives or reason with him, so what's the benefit of supporting him? He already has a high position and rich salary. Could it be that he still wants to be crowned king? ? Or..." He paused slightly, with some meaning, "Do you also want to aspire to the dragon chair?"

Zhao Linfeng's expression changed suddenly, especially when he saw the stern look in Prince Gong's eyes, his heart sank even more.

"My lord, this old minister just doesn't accept that Xiao Moli is an emperor, but he has repeatedly looked up to his father because of a woman, causing resentment in the court. Only a benevolent and righteous person like you can become a great treasure and bring eternal prosperity to the Daqing country." You must not fall into Prince An's plan to sow discord." His voice was low, and a trace of sternness flashed in his eyes.

"Xiao Moli has always been cold-blooded and scheming. Although he is not in the palace this time, he brought Prince An back to the palace. He must have left a trick behind him. We must be careful not to let him escape, so as not to have long nights and dreams." .”

(End of this chapter)