Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 135 How to Protect Her

"Princess, you mean the King of Nan'an..." Qing Yuan covered her mouth in shock, her pupils dilated, filled with traces of uneasiness.

Qingyange grabbed the fruit on the table, ate it happily, and nodded calmly.

"Song of Light Smoke." Suddenly, a cold voice came from outside the carriage.

Qing Yange opened the curtain of the carriage with a swipe, revealing a beautiful smile, "Jiu Que~ I'm waiting for you, let's go back to the palace together~"

Jiu Que was dressed in strong clothes, riding on the steed, his dark eyes slightly lowered, and fell directly on Qing Yange's body, his thin lips slightly raised, "I'm going to the racecourse, I won't go back to the palace yet Now, go back by yourself and be careful."

"What are you doing at the racecourse?" Qing Yange's eyes flashed a hint of puzzlement.

Qingyuan peeled the grape skins, put them on a plate beside her, and answered Qing Yange's questions: "Princess, you forgot, it's time for the annual royal hunting, the regent must go to the racecourse to check What about the horses!"

Qingyange nodded thoughtfully, and beckoned to Jiuque, "Then you go~"

"Yeah," Jiu Que nodded, patted the horse's back lightly, and the horse started to walk with a clatter of hooves.

After walking a few steps, Jiu Que's horse stopped in front of the car, and his cold eyes fell on the bodyguard driving the horse, "Take a small path and enter the palace through the south gate."

The guard nodded respectfully, "Yes."

Now the people in Beijing are full of complaints, if they bump into Qing Yange's carriage, they might do something radical again.

And the south gate is the back gate of the imperial palace, which has always been guarded by heavy soldiers, and the common people dare not make mistakes.

"Drive—" After the explanation, Jiu Que snorted, and the horse stepped forward and rode Juechen.

Cen Bin's horse followed closely behind.

Seeing Jiu Que leave, Qing Yange put down the curtain, and told the guards on horseback, "Let's go."

"Here." The guard replied, riding the carriage forward slowly.

He had only moved a few meters before he was stopped by another golden carriage painted red.

A big hand as white as jade opened the curtain, revealing Lin Yuan's exquisite face, he cast his gentle eyes, and a gentle voice sounded, "Yan'er, there is turmoil in Beijing right now, why don't I escort you back to the palace?" ?”

Qing Yange, who was lying in the carriage and reading the script, didn't lift the curtain, and replied directly: "No need, I'm safe on the path~"

"But--"

"Linyuan, I'm tired today, let's get together sometime~"

Lin Yuan wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Qing Yange's ruthless voice.

Linyuan's star-like eyes dimmed a little bit, he put down the curtain, leaned against the wall of the carriage, Ruyu's face became more gloomy, and he still said in his usual gentle voice: "Wu Shuang, let's get out of the way!" .”

Wushuang reluctantly gave way.

Through the gap of the carriage, Lin Yuan watched Qing Yange's carriage passing by, his black and white pupils were full of depths.

"His Royal Highness, this princess is really too much. You have done so much for her, she is not grateful, and she avoids you like a snake! It is too deceiving!"

"What's more, you came to Tiancang for her Qianli Zhaozhao, and she treats you like this. I think she treats Jiu Que better than you!"

"It's the fault of Jiu Que's first step, otherwise you won't miss the opportunity!"

The more Wushuang talked, the more excited she became, her hands were clenched into fists, fighting for Lin Yuan's injustice.

Lin Yuan's pink and thin lips parted slightly, "Enough."

The words were gentle, yet powerful.

Wushuang kept silent, not daring to say more.

Lin Yuan closed his eyes, and the long eyelash feathers fluttered down like two cattail fans, covering up the disappointment in his eyes.

"Wushuang, go back to the station." He said weakly.

……

"Princess, Prince Linyuan did you a great favor just now, why are you still being cold to him?" Qing Yuan dutifully peeled the grape skins, she said a little confused.

Qingyange's eyes moved away from the script, opened the curtain of the car, and looked behind through the gap.

All I saw was Linyuan's gleaming golden car driving away in the opposite direction.

She pursed her thin lips, "Qing Yuan, if some people don't like it, then don't give them hope."

"Oh!" Qing Yuan nodded with a half understanding.

Racecourse.

After inspecting the condition of the horses, Jiu Que and Cen Bin were preparing to return.

Cen Bin was full of doubts, and finally couldn't help asking at this moment, "Master, why didn't you catch him when you knew it was the King of Nan'an who did it this time?"

Just as Jiu Que was about to get on his horse, he turned around, glanced at Cen Bin lightly, and asked back, "Do you have evidence?"

Cen Bin stomped his feet and got on his horse, "But master, let's just let this hidden danger go?"

The corners of Jiu Que's mouth raised slightly, "Of course not."

"As you said, we have no evidence, how can we arrest him?" Cen Bin asked suspiciously.

"Then create evidence." A gleam of light flashed across Jiu Que's eyes, he exerted force under his feet, and the steed started to gallop quickly, his black robe fluttering in the air, and his delicate profile crossed in the sunlight There is a layer of golden light on it.

"Tall! It's really tall!" Cen Bin couldn't help admiring.

Seeing that the horse was getting further and further away from him, he quickly shouted: "Master! Wait for me!"

When the two returned to the city, they heard the people talking about it.

"Sin, I didn't expect that the princess is not only licentious, but also a devil who takes pleasure in killing!"

"No, I heard from my relatives in Shu County that the princess did a great thing there to benefit the people. She shouldn't be a bad person!"

"You know what a fart, the prince regent was responsible for capturing the prefect and building the water conservancy project. The princess just went to take the credit of the regent king, and now she is taking the regent's innocence! It's too much!"

"Oh my god, so to speak, I support the regent to be the emperor directly. If it weren't for the fact that the current little emperor has a light surname, the princess would not be so arrogant and domineering."

……

When Jiu Que heard the rumors, the truth and falsehood poured into his ears, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his complexion was a bit ugly.

Cen Bin watched his words carefully, and said cautiously: "Master, how about I disperse the crowd?"

With a cold face, Jiu Que gave an order, "Go and paste Caihe's signature testimony at Dali Temple on the bulletin board, as well as the letters between Wei Yin'er and the Tai Tuo."

"What if the common people tear it up?" Cen Bin asked.

"Send heavy guards, and those who tear up the evidence will be punished directly. By the way, find someone to write a story about Cai He's murder, and let those storytellers and opera singers make a big publicity in teahouses and theaters." Jiu Que can't tolerate others at will. Slander the light smoke song.

"But master... the current public opinion situation is in your favor. If you do this, the ministers who are facing you in the court may be the first to disagree." Cen Bin still reminded.

Jiu Que sneered, "Do I need their support? What right do they have to interfere with me?"

(End of this chapter)