Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 206 Gap
Qingyuan turned her head, smiled at Qing Yange and said: "Princess, the regent doesn't need to take action against the emperor at this time, and you have also seen that the regent likes the emperor very much now, how can he be willing to do so?"

Qing Yange didn't say a word.

She stared at the veil above her head with wide eyes, only watching the veil sway slightly with the breeze.

Her thoughts went back to the first night when she traveled through time.

That night, the palace was like a purgatory on earth, with constant killings and dangers.

She entered the Golden Luan Hall single-handedly and protected Zijin.

That was the first time she saw Jiu Que.

When Jiu Que saw the moment when the assassination failed, the disappointment in his eyes was clearly visible.

These days, she kept trying to curry favor with Jiu Que, trying to ease the relationship between them. Gradually, she seemed to have forgotten the gap between them.

Jiu Que is clearly the one who wants the throne.

How could she gradually have a different feeling for him?
Qing Yange's hands hidden under the quilt were tightly clenched into fists, and there was endless hatred in those eyes.

"Princess, there is no evidence right now. You can't just doubt the regent. We can all see how well the regent treats you these days." Qing Yuan, who had finished treating her wound, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down. , said softly.

Qing Yange opened her eyes suddenly, "No, I still have to go and see Zijin myself."

After saying that, she lifted the quilt again and struggled to get up from the bed.

"Princess, don't be in a hurry, please rest first, your body is important!" Qing Yuan stopped Qing Yange's movement and persuaded her earnestly.

She thought for a moment, and then said: "When Mr. Tianyan comes out of the Taoist retreat, we will ask Mr. Tianyan to calculate a hexagram. Isn't all problems solved?"

There was a glimmer of hope on Qingyange's pale face.

Yesterday, Qingyuan came back in a hurry and told her that Tianyan had left the palace to retreat.

Every year, Tian Yan always retreats for a few days, devoting himself to practice.

This is what the boy in Tianyan Courtyard said.

Qingyange quickly asked: "When will Tianyan come back?"

Qing Yuan shook her head, "That boy doesn't know, it could be a few days or a few months."

Qing Yange frowned, "I want to find Tian Yan myself."

Zijin's poison cannot be delayed.

Qingyuan grabbed Qingyange's hands and said seriously: "Princess, I told you yesterday that Mr. Tianyan doesn't know where to hide in the Taoist temple every time he retreats. The Taoist temple is so big. If you In order to find Mr. Tianyan and disturb other people's practice, this is not accumulating virtue for the emperor!"

Qingyange pushed Qingyuan away, and said in a deep voice: "Now only Tianyan can save Zijin, I can't care about that much anymore."

While speaking, she had already put on her boots, pulled out an oiled paper umbrella from the side, and said coldly: "Qing Yuan, prepare the carriage immediately, I'm going to the Taoist temple."

"Princess!" Qing Yuan shouted anxiously.

Qingyange turned her face away, staring at Qingyuan for a moment, with unprecedented seriousness in her eyes, "Qingyuan, I only have Zijin as a family member."

Qingyuan's body froze in place slightly, she looked at the beautiful girl in front of her.

The young girl was already extremely beautiful, her eyes were like autumn water, her eyes were like the stars in the sky, her skin was as white as snow, she stood there, giving birth to a feeling of pity.

After a long time, Qingyuan finally sighed, and replied humbly: "Yes, this servant is going to prepare the carriage."

……

Kyoto seems to be very uneasy these days.

The sky was always hazy that day, and there was a light rain from time to time, and it was rainy.

It was almost winter now, and the wind became more and more bleak, making people feel the cold wind was biting.

A resplendent carriage slowly left Kyoto and headed towards the suburbs.

Inside the carriage.

Qing Yuan was rummaging through boxes and boxes.

As she flipped through the pages, she said, "Princess, you should wrap up a bit more, as the seasons change and you are most likely to catch wind and cold."

Qing Yange was absent-minded, her glimmering eyes stared straight out of the window, and kept looking ahead.

"I found it. This cloak is thick and made of fox fur. It must be very warm!" Qing Yuan finally dug out a cloak with a pattern of a big red fox and phoenix tail, she said happily.

"Come on, princess, I'll put it on for you." Qing Yuan said, and covered Qing Yange's body with the cloak.

Qingyange caught a glimpse of this beautiful cloak inadvertently, her expression changed, and she said coldly, "It's changed."

"Huh? Princess, the Taoist temple is on the mountain. It will definitely be colder on the mountain. Wearing this one will definitely keep you warm. Why do you want to change it?" Qing Yuan said a little puzzled.

Qingyange's eyes were like a speck of paint, and a glimmer of light flashed across them.

This cloak was given to her by Jiu Que a few days ago.

It was said that a fox was hunted the year before last, and the fox's fur was not big enough to make a man's cloak, so the embroiderer of the mansion decided to make a women's cloak for the future mistress.

Later, it was put on hold in the warehouse, and Jiu Que forgot about it.

Not long ago, when I was going to give Zijin a meeting gift, I found it again in the warehouse.

So Jiu Que gave her the cloak as a gift.

But now, when Qing Yange looked at the beautiful cloak in front of her, she felt that it was an eyesore, and she insisted, "Change it."

"Yes." Qing Yuan knew that since the little emperor's accident, the princess has become much more gloomy, and even her temper is not as lively as before.

She flipped out another blue cloak and tied it on for Qing Yange, "Princess, although this one is not as good as the red one, it is still quite warm."

Qing Yange closed her eyes and leaned against the wall of the carriage without answering.

The carriage finally drove to the foot of the Taoist temple.

On weekdays, there is a spacious road built in the forest next to the steps on the mountain, but after the rain for the past few days, the rain washed the mud from the bamboo forest onto the road, blocking the way of the carriage.

"Princess, the road is slippery, the carriage can't get on." Qing Yuan said, holding her umbrella and frowning.

Qingyange raised her eyes, glanced at the endless steps, "Let's go, let's walk up."

"Princess, the Taoist temple is built on the top of the mountain, we may have to walk for several hours to get there." Qing Yuan frowned.

Qing Yange picked up the oil-paper umbrella that was prepared beside her and opened it, and walked up the steps first, "Then you wait for me at the foot of the mountain, and I will come back as soon as I go."

She knows martial arts, and mountain climbing is not a problem for her.

Qing Yuan was worried about Qingyange's safety, so she immediately raised her small steps and followed her up the steps, "I can't do it, princess, this mountain road is dangerous, I'd better go with you."

Qing Yange supported her forehead, she turned around and stared at Qing Yuan, her thin lips slightly lifted, "Actually, I'm really not afraid of danger."

Qing Yuan shook her head resolutely, "No, princess, you are a golden branch and jade leaf, I will accompany you up no matter what."

Qing Yange finally couldn't help but tell the truth in his heart, "I will take you three steps with one step, and I will do light work, you will be a fool if you follow me."

Qingyuan cried, "Princess, do you dislike slaves?"

"I do not have."

"You have it!"

"...Oh, let's go."

"Princess, you are the best!"

(End of this chapter)