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Changxian Palace has only been repaired recently, a spring scene is very moving, Ning Run walked under the corridor, but he didn't have the slightest heart to see, he walked very fast, but his steps were calm and not chaotic. Walking to the corner, he gradually heard the sound of talking, Ning Run's eyebrows wrinkled, and then two little eunuchs suddenly appeared in the oblique thorn, and saw that it was him in a panic, and hurriedly saluted: "I've seen Yin Gong." ”

Ning Run's pace slowed down, stood still, and said, "How do you walk!"

It's just a noisy and noisy place, but it's Changxian Palace, who is staying in this palace now? That's Chengguo Gong Yanhuai!

"Give me a careful look!" Ning Run's tone gradually became cold, a little like the deceased Wang Ren.

The little eunuchs didn't dare to say anything, they just said yes.

Ning Run waved his hand to signal them to stand back, and he himself continued to walk forward at a rapid pace.

The corridor curved, but the surrounding scenery became more and more desolate, Ning Run only felt that his body was suddenly cold, and somehow he remembered his master. His master was afraid of the cold, very afraid, and began to wear a big coat as soon as it was autumn, and no matter how thick and warm it was, it was not enough.

It's not a good temper, especially when he is in charge of the palm seal of the celebrant.

But the master he is serving with Wang Ren has a very good temper, unlike his, it is too difficult to figure out.

It is said that in order to liquidate the east and west factories, Yan Huai killed his master with the front foot, and he should have killed him with the back foot, but Yan Huai didn't. Not only that, but it didn't take long for the position of the palm seal of the celebrant to be given to him by Yan Huai.

He didn't want to take on this burden, but he had a thief's heart but no courage, so he could only live hard.

In the middle of the sound, Ning Run finally walked to the door of the side hall. He stopped, took a deep breath, and then walked in with a smiling face, and walked all the way to the wide bookcase.

The top is full of folds, only the right corner remains, there is a hollow Rui beast silver incense burner, which is lit with Rui brain incense, the aroma has been smelled for a long time, and it is not cold and bitter.

Ning Run got closer, bent down, and said softly: "Grandpa Guo, the Marquis of Changping is not good. ”

The young man behind the bookcase who was holding a red pen to review the chapter heard this, his movements froze slightly, and he raised his head to look at Ning Run. He has a very good-looking face, which he only felt beautiful when he was young, but now his eyebrows and eyes are deeper, and he is even better than before.

But Ning Run knows that this person is not bad, it has nothing to do with appearance.

His master is also good-looking, but in terms of heart, he may be worse than Yan Huai, but it's a pity that he made a wrong move and lost his life.

"Changping Hou Lin Yuanzhi?"

Ning Run saw him open his mouth, and hurriedly bowed his head: "It's this one." ”

Yan Huai still didn't move, continued to put down the pen, lowered his head and lowered his eyelids and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

Ning Run said: "He said that he was seriously injured and wanted to ask Mr. Lu to go and save his life." ”

Over the years, Mr. Lu under Yan Huai's command should be known to everyone in the capital. Although Lu Kong is not an imperial doctor, he is proficient in the way of Qihuang and is known as a divine doctor.

But......

"He's bold enough. Yan Huai sneered behind the bookcase.

Ning Run sighed secretly in his heart, and his heart was indeed like this.

Dare to ask Chengguo Gong Yanhuai to borrow someone, isn't this Changping Marquis bold enough?

But he's dying, and there's nothing to be afraid of.

Speaking of which, this Changping Marquis is not yet thirty this year, and it is a pity that he is young.

Ning Run thought about this, and inexplicably sighed.

At this time, Yan Huai suddenly put down his pen and said with a smile: "Since he can ask you to come with him, it seems that there is still a few ways to do it." ”

Ning Run listened, his back was cold, and he almost knelt on the spot without holding his breath.

"That's it, let's go. After a long time, Yan Huai picked up the pen again.

Ning Runru was amnesty, breathed a long sigh of relief, and immediately retreated. However, before he could take three steps, he suddenly heard Yan Huai asking in a low voice behind him, "Changping Hou Lin Yuanzhi, his wife is Xie Siqing's daughter?"

Ning Run had no choice but to turn around again: "Now it's Xie Tong's sentence." ”

The Xie family in the capital has been suppressed by Yan Huai one after another in recent days, and Xie Yuanmao, the sixth master of the Xie family, has not been able to avoid it and has been severely degraded.

"Is it the eldest daughter?"

Ning Run was a little surprised, he didn't even remember that Xie Yuanmao was degraded by himself, how could he remember who Xie Yuanmao's daughter married to? ”

Xie Yuanmao's eldest daughter is not very favored when she is not married, and has been fostered under the knees of the old lady in the Xie family's house, and his second daughter is born to Mrs. Xie Chen, who has been pampered since she was a child and married to the prince of the Liang State Mansion.

"Hmm. Yan Huai replied lightly, and suddenly said, "Okay, Mr. Zuo Lu has been idle recently, so please ask him to go to the Changping Marquis Mansion to have a look." ”

Ning Run was even more surprised, but he didn't dare to think deeply, and he couldn't think deeply, Yan Huai's mind was elusive, and he had already broken off the idea of speculation, so he just respectfully agreed and turned his head to invite Lu Kong.

Lu Kong was also surprised when he heard this: "That Changping Marquis looks very unusual." ”

"Generally not, our family doesn't know, but Grandpa Guo didn't agree at first. Ning Run smiled and shook his head. I'm afraid it's not the ordinary Mrs. Lin, Xie Shi...... But he didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence......

Fortunately, Lukong didn't ask much, and since Yan Huai asked him to go, he went.

He took a little apprentice with a medicine box and went out.

Ning Run sent the little eunuch to lead the way, and then turned around to give Yan Huai his life.

When he arrived at the side hall of Changxian Palace, Yan Huai was still at the desk and commenting on the folds.

Emperor Jiaming is only nine years old this year, and he is still far from the government, and all the affairs of the court are handled by the regent Yan Huai, who is busy day by day. Ning Run sometimes thinks that although he has a strange temper, his ability is obviously much stronger than that of the first emperor, and he criticizes it, he is in charge of the affairs of the court and the central government, and he is responsible for all the big and small things, why don't you just sit on that chair and be the emperor?

I have to find a child to be the emperor, I don't know what I want.

Ning Run walked to the table and said, "Mr. Lu has set off." ”

Yan Huai didn't raise his head, and just asked, "How did Changping Hou get hurt?"

Ning Run said: "The little prince of the Changping Hou Mansion accidentally drowned, and the wife of the Changping Hou was too sad and crazy, so she somehow took a hairpin and pierced the Changping Hou, which was still in the heart, and it was also thanks to the good luck of the Changping Hou, and he was a little bit off, so that he still has a breath of vitality now." ”

"Crazy?" Yan Huai's pen suddenly paused, and a long mark was left on the fold.

Cinnabar traces, bright as blood.

Ning Run looked at it, only to feel that his eyelids jumped, and his voice softened: "I heard that it is, it is very crazy, and I can't stop it, and I also killed one of the concubines of the Marquis of Changping." ”

Yan Huai raised his head and frowned, his expression was a little cold, and he seemed to hesitate.

Ning Run didn't dare to say anything, just stood on the edge of the table and didn't move.

"How long has Mr. Lu been gone?" asked Yan Huai.

Ning Run hurriedly opened his mouth and said, "It's been more than a quarter of an hour." ”

Yan Huai stood up from the chair and said indifferently: "Prepare the horse." ”

Ning Run was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he hurriedly responded, took three steps and went out in two steps and ordered.

He never thought that Yan Huai would go to the Marquis of Changping Mansion in person.

The people of the Marquis of Changping didn't guess that there would be this one. If you can please move Lukong, it is already a great thing, as for Yan Huai, with the dilapidated family of the Marquis of Changping, it is far from being able to make him condescend to come.

As soon as Yan Huai arrived in front of the Changping Hou Mansion, the Changping Hou Mansion was in chaos.

Originally, because of Lin Yuanzhi and Xie Shuning's affairs, there was a personal upset, and there would be a big man, and there would be no rules. However, the most important Mr. Lu Konglu has not yet arrived.

Yan Huai rode his horse, and although he went out later than Lu Kong, he arrived a few moments earlier than him.

Seeing this, the manager of the Changping Marquis Mansion, of course, did not dare to put his beak, but his heart inevitably became more and more anxious, and he did not dare to ask Yan Huai why he came.

Yan Huai asked him, "Where is the Marquis of Changping?"

Manager Huang had a bitter face: "I'm waiting for Mr. Lu." ”

Yan Huai nodded expressionlessly, and asked again, "What about Madame?"

Manager Huang was stunned for a moment, and stood up: "Madam, Madam, she ......"

"What's wrong?" Yan Huai frowned, glanced at him, and his tone was a little cold.

Mr. Huang shivered, quickly looked away, lowered his head, and replied, "Madam, she has already gone." ”

After he finished speaking, the young man standing across from him remained silent.

But the atmosphere is getting colder and colder, cold like ice, sharp cold. Time suddenly stood still, and Manager Huang's face became more and more ugly. It seemed like a long time, and it seemed like only a moment, Yan Huai finally opened his mouth.

He said, "Take me to see Madame." ”

As he spoke, too much emotion flashed in his eyes.

Surprised, regretful, sad, confused...... Lots of ......

However, when Manager Huang raised his head in a panic, all he saw was a pair of indifferent and cold eyes, like stagnant water, without the slightest wave. He didn't know that once upon a time, these eyes were as bright as autumn water, and he couldn't hide any thoughts.

It's just a pity that most of the people who have seen Yan Huai's eyes are no longer there.

Manager Huang didn't dare to take him to see Xie Shuning, and he didn't understand why he wanted to see a dead man, but he didn't dare to disobey Yan Huai's words, so he could only accept it, and then boldly asked when Lukong would arrive while walking.

The life of his marquis is not long.

But he asked again, but Yan Huai didn't answer.

Mr. Huang knew that he couldn't ask this a second time.

He kept his mouth shut, and only concentrated on bringing people to the house of Lin Zhen, the son of the world. It happened suddenly, and no one had time to clean it up. Manager Huang personally took people and helped Lin Yuanzhi back to the room, so he immediately went to invite the doctor, and called Lin Yuanzhi's staff again, but the doctor couldn't see it, and several people couldn't delay it after discussing it, and they had to go into the palace to ask Mr. Lu to take the risk of losing their heads.

So, this way, I begged for the great eunuch Ning Run, who was the master of ceremonies.

However, everyone didn't expect to really invite Lukong, but it was just a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

Mr. Huang went back to the room where the accident occurred. He knew that the little prince was gone, and his wife was very sad, but it was okay to blame Aunt Wen, how could he do it to the Hou Ye. Mr. Huang thought about it and was a little angry, but he was a subordinate, so he couldn't raise his eyebrows at his wife. He had no choice but to endure his anger and went into the house to persuade Xie Shuning to go back to the room to rest first.

But who knows, when he went in to take a look, he found that his wife was sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning over and holding Xiao Shizi's body motionless, and Aunt Wen, who was lying at her feet, was bleeding all over the ground, and she was already cold.

Mr. Huang trembled, shouted "madam" first, and when he saw that she didn't move, he sent the little maid forward to shout.

The little maid was also afraid, so she walked to the side slowly, shouted but still didn't respond, so she could only look back at Manager Huang.

Manager Huang glared at her viciously.

The little maid couldn't, so she had to reach out and pat Xie Shuning on the shoulder, but when she touched someone, she jumped up like a ghost and screamed: "Madam is out of breath, out of breath—"

When Mr. Huang heard this, he didn't care about training her to shout and scream that she was out of character, so he only crawled close to see it.

As a result, I was really out of breath.

Manager Huang's legs were weak, and he almost fell into Aunt Wen's pool of blood.

He thought that the Hou Ye was groggy and in danger, and he couldn't make up his mind about this matter, so he simply drove away the little maid, locked the door by himself, and didn't care about it for now. If the Hou Ye is also dead, then talk about it, and if the Hou Ye is alive, then the Hou Ye will naturally be in charge of this matter.

He can't manage it, and he doesn't want to take care of it.

Originally, when there was no Aunt Wen, the house was quite good, but when she came, this Hou Ye changed.

The people below gossiped, and asked Hou Ye to arrest someone and make an example of the monkey and beat him severely. Mrs. blamed Hou Ye for this, and later Aunt Wen became pregnant, and Madame's life was even more difficult, and even with Xiao Shizi, she didn't seem to like Hou Ye very much.

Mr. Huang privately felt that this Aunt Wen was a vixen, but there was nothing wrong with Master Hou.

Men, it's always like that.

Madame blames the Hou Ye more than Aunt Wen, which is obviously not quite right.

Walking on the road, Manager Huang sighed secretly, walked to the door easily, hurriedly took out the key to open the lock, and bowed down to invite Yan Huai in: "Grandpa Guo, please, Mrs. is inside." ”

If Xie Shuning is alive, it is unreasonable to meet like this, but when a person dies, he can't pay attention to it.

Manager Huang followed behind Yan Huai and walked inside cautiously.

Thanks to the fact that it is not very hot now, and the corpse has not been left for long, there is not much strange smell in the house, but the two pools of blood still emit a strong smell of blood.

One beach is Aunt Wen's, and the other beach is Changping Hou Lin's Yuanzhi.

At this time, Mr. Huang suddenly remembered that in the early years, when the Wen family was not defeated, Aunt Wen had a family affair with Yan Huai, so since Hou Ye accepted someone, he explicitly ordered no one to talk about Aunt Wen, for fear that Yan Huai would hear about it.

Manager Huang stared at Yan Huai's back and broke out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, Yan Huai didn't squint, and he didn't even glance at Aunt Wen's corpse.

He just stood there, looking fixedly at the mother and son on the bed.

The boy's clothes were soaked, he had not yet changed, his face was already bruised, and the young woman beside him was still holding him tightly until he died.

Yan Huai looked at it, and his heart was inexplicably empty.

"Ah Man......" He pronounced this name that could not be considered familiar, lowered his eyes, and a shadow fell on his long and thick eyelashes, and his expression suddenly became gloomy.

Xie Jia Shuning, small character Aman.

He still remembers.

When he first met her, he was only fifteen years old. In the period of filial piety, there is a marriage contract.

But it was said that it was a marriage contract, but he had never seen Wen Xueluo since he returned to Beijing, and he didn't know what his fiancée looked like, whether she was beautiful or ugly, white or black, tall or short, fat or thin...... I don't know if she's smart or stupid......

Obviously, no matter what kind of character the other party is born in, what matters is her identity.

But at that time, he was still young, and he was itching to be unbearable, so he found an opportunity to sneak away to see Wen Xueluo, but he didn't want to see her, sitting beside Wen Xueluo, whispering, and smiling very dazzlingly.

She wasn't big that year, but she was thirteen or fourteen years old, and there was still childishness between her eyebrows and eyes, but she had vaguely seen the unparalleled elegance.

Wen Xueluo didn't know what to say, she suddenly smiled and looked sideways, nodded, the smile was light but strong. The half of the side face, the slightly raised corners of the mouth, are like white flowers blooming slowly in the dark, clean and good-looking.

He watched, his breath suffocated, almost out of breath.

So, no matter how beautiful Wen Xueluo was, he couldn't see it.

However, he didn't say anything, did nothing, just watched quietly for a while, took a deep breath, and quietly closed his gaze. Afterwards, Jixiang asked him how Miss Wen was born, he thought about it, but what appeared in his mind was her appearance, and he couldn't help but smile, shook his head and said, "Very good." ”

This family affair of the British Mansion was set for him by his biological mother when she was alive.

Wen Xueluo's appearance and background are very good.

That's enough.

That's enough.

But there was a faint feeling of unhappiness in his heart, inexplicable, and he didn't know why.

It wasn't until he saw Xie Shuning again that he wondered why he wasn't happy.

It was the Shangyuan Festival in January of the following year, and the city was full of lanterns and the streets were full of people. Sister Xian said that she had never seen a lantern on the street and wanted to take a look. She has been suffering from serious illnesses since she was a child, and her health was already very bad at that time, and she was living less and less every day, so he wanted to agree to whatever she said.

He came out of the brocade guard early that night, changed into the flying fish suit, and wore his daily clothes to accompany her out of the house.

Both siblings wear masks.

He asked his brother Ruyi to prepare a hideous-looking, blue-faced fanged one for himself, and Sister Xian was very unhappy when she saw it, so she said that she had to change to a fat doll, and the boy grinned and was very festive. She picked a girl with flowers herself, and a light smile on the corner of her mouth was very sweet.

It was herself she had never seen before.

This poor boy grew old before he grew up.

Her youth is such a rare thing.

But she was always laughing, talking with a smile and calling him "brother", never angry or angry, drinking no matter how bitter the medicine was, and not crying when it hurt.

The thought of her dying made him feel like a pinprick in his heart.

Pushing Sister Xian'er's wheelchair on the road, his ears were filled with the sound of lively and noisy laughter, but he only had worry and fear in his heart. After walking for a while, Sister Xian suddenly pulled his sleeve and said that she wanted the rabbit lamp on the stall.

He asked Jixiang to buy it, but the boss didn't sell it, and he had to guess the anagram correctly.

Ji Xiang didn't know how to guess, so Sister Xian said to him: "Brother go and guess, that anagram will definitely not be difficult for you." ”

He was sure that it would be difficult for him, but he was not at ease about leaving her.

Sister Xian grabbed Jixiang's arm and said, "What is my brother afraid of, isn't this auspicious!"

He had nothing to say, and when he saw that she really wanted it, he handed it over to Jixiang and walked to the stall by himself. There were a bunch of people crowded in front of the stall, and some of them wore masks like their brothers and sisters. He walked into the crowd and looked up at the anagram posted on the rabbit lamp. Looking at the past word by word, he already knew it in his heart, who knew that he was about to tell the riddle, but the crowd suddenly made a commotion.

Rubbing shoulders and bumping around.

He was worried about Sister Xian behind him, so he hurriedly turned around to look, but saw Xie Shuning.

She stood just a step away from her, dropped her mask, and was about to pick it up, but she was trampled on, and her face was happy and helpless. At this time, suddenly a girl squeezed beside her, with two mothers-in-law, and shouted to her arrogantly: "Aman, you go and solve the lantern riddle for me, I want the two lanterns!"

The tone was harsh, as if he was shouting at someone.

Her smile was like fireworks in the night, a little by little, she disappeared, lowered her eyelashes, lowered her eyebrows and said, "Which two lamps does the sixth sister like?"

When he heard the word "sixth sister", he knew that this annoying girl was the person that the third prince had taken a fancy to.

He frowned unconsciously, the vision of the three princes was really not good, no wonder he always felt that the three princes could not live long.

At this time, Sister Xian and Ji Xiang found him first and walked to him.

Sister Xian asked, "What is my brother looking at?"

He narrowed his eyes behind the mask, watched Xie Shuning and his party drift away, and said, "It's nothing." ”

Only he knew that he was looking at the eighth lady of the Xie family, Xie Shuning.

But although they are all girls from the Xie family, her father is now very popular with Emperor Qinglong, Lord Xie Yuanmao, but she has been disgraced since she was a child, and she is a concubine, and she is not favored by her family, and she has been fostered under the knees of the old lady in the Xie family's room, which is very different from Miss Xie Jiu, who is the wife of another Lord Xie.

With her background, she can't give him the slightest help.

How can the heart of a teenager be able to overcome the vicissitudes of reality?

He was clear and clear.

At that moment, he felt that he was almost cruelly calm.

But he can live because of this calmness.

Since then, he has never cared about Xie Shuning's affairs, he doesn't inquire or ask, and he doesn't want to if he doesn't know. But in the autumn of this year, he was out of filial piety, and the family affair with the Wen family should be put on the agenda. Ruyi is in charge of the trivial matters in the house, and his marriage is no exception, Ruyi urges and asks, always asking him when he will set a date with the Wen family.

He was annoyed by the question, so he simply ignored it and only said that he would discuss it next year.

Ruyi thought about it, and Zuo was only three or four months away from the New Year, so he went.

But who would have thought that after the New Year, his stepmother Xiao Wan would find Yan Lin back from Mobei. She has good skills, and she can't help but be admired. Yan Lin was menacing, and somehow hooked up with the Seventh Prince. The Seven Princes are insidious and not easy to get along with.

He didn't take the two of them seriously.

But as soon as there are many enemies, he is easy to be distracted, and he doesn't calculate that his stepmother's real target is Sister Xian.

Sister Xian'er is sick and weak, and she has no quarrel with the world, what can hinder her?

She killed Sister Xian just to make him sad and sad!

When his grandmother pleaded like that, he relented for a while and left the lives of Yanlin's mother and son, but in the end, they killed Sister Xian'er, if he had cut the grass and eradicated the roots at the beginning, then Sister Xian'er might still be alive now. Not a year later, he has a capable person like Lu Kong under his command, but Sister Xian no longer has to see a doctor.

So from now on, he will never be a good person again, and he will never be soft-hearted again.

He set up a plot to frame the Seven Princes, arrested Yan Linlai, left the three-foot white silk with him, and ordered him to hang Xiao Wan.

Yan Lin trembled, crying and shouting and scolding him for not being human, but when he turned his head, he really killed Xiao Wan's family, and then came to ask him, does the transaction count?

He looked at it coldly, smiled, and said of course.

Yan Lin breathed a sigh of relief, he had a life to live in the end.

In another year, he was promoted to the commander of the Jinyi Guard, and there were more rumors of cruelty to him.

He smiled, and when Sister Xian'er died, he would kill Yanlin and sacrifice to the grave.

Yan Lin cried and shouted, saying how could he talk without words!

He raised an eyebrow, laughed, and said, "Who told me that I wasn't a thing?" ”

Looking back, his grandmother also scolded him, scolding him for being ruthless, ignoring sibling affection, and his stepmother was dead, so it was time to forget it. He didn't say anything, just ate tea, and stood still.

When my grandmother saw this, she suddenly cried bitterly, talking about the past in her early years:

His mother had been secretly married to the same person before marrying into the Chengguo Mansion, and what he had in his body was not the blood of the Yan family, but Yan Lin was justifiable......

He immediately turned his head to look at her eyes, but the old woman's eyes were still clear, and they couldn't be more real.

He suddenly realized that she was not lying.

Yan Lin is dead, and there is no need for her to tell lies.

But why didn't she say it until now?

The heart in his chest was beating harder and harder, heavier and heavier, and the pacing was so painful that there was a dull pain under his ribs.

His grandmother looked at him and cried, "You say, did you do something wrong?"

He looked at her directly, opened his mouth but couldn't speak, and then suddenly chuckled, as if laughing at himself and mocking her: "What can I do if I kill all of them?"

My grandmother cried.

He didn't stop any longer, got up and walked away, and when he got out of the door, he almost stumbled and fell. Ji Xiang hurriedly helped him, lowered his voice and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

He shook his head and said nothing, but his face was as white as paper.

On the way home, he galloped all the way and almost crashed into an oncoming carriage, so that he narrowly reined in the horse, and the other party turned pale with fright. He was only dressed in his usual clothes, and the coachman obviously did not recognize him, so he blushed and wanted to get angry. But this time it was indeed him who was wrong first, so Jixiang stepped forward to apologize on his behalf.

The driver was still not satisfied, and the people in the car were obviously impatient to wait, so they poked their heads out.

Jixiang saw it, recognized it, and immediately shouted: "It turned out to be Changping Hou." ”

Lin Yuanzhi didn't recognize him, but he knew Yan Huai on horseback, and immediately said: "Misunderstanding, it turned out to be Lord Yan." ”

Yan Huai's gaze crossed him and fell on Xie Shuning behind him.

She held a white fan painted with purple gentian flowers in her hand, and when she fanned it, the face behind the fan also flickered, making it difficult for people to see clearly, but he recognized it at a glance.

The heart that was originally chaotic suddenly calmed down.

At this time, Lin Yuanzhi seemed to notice his gaze, and suddenly glanced back.

Xie Shuning put down the fan and smiled, as if asking him what was wrong.

Yan Huai frowned, then shouted "auspicious" loudly, turned his face away, and rode away first.

He remembered that this family affair in the Changping Marquis Mansion was originally supposed to be Miss Xie Family's Sixth Prince, but Miss Xie Sixth took a fancy to the Third Prince, and for the Xie Family, it was naturally better for the Third Prince. Xie Shuning is used to fill in the blanks, but with the Lin family's family matching her, it can't be considered bad.

As for Lin Yuanzhi, although he didn't make a big deal, he was okay.

The smile she smiled at Lin Yuanzhi just now was not reluctant, and it could be seen that she was doing well.

He thought about it all the way, and when he got home, he let out a long sigh.

I don't know what it's sighing for......

Ruyi happened to hear it, so he said: "You hurry up and marry your daughter-in-law, you must not be sighing at this anger." ”

He was upset when he heard this, glanced at Ruyi coldly, and suddenly became depressed, very interested in the Wen family's family business, and opened his mouth to say: "Retire the family business of the British Mansion!"

Ruyi was startled, and hurriedly laughed: "Ouch my master, the little one is just talking nonsense, I don't really want to urge you, don't be angry!"

He strode inside, waved his hand when he heard the words, and said impatiently: "Go, hurry up!"

Ruyi was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and he caught up and "pounced" and knelt down to hug his legs: "You can't be like this, why do you say that you want to quit your relatives in a dignified manner?

Yan Huai stopped, looked down at him, slowly furrowed his brows, then stretched and wrinkled, and was speechless over and over again.

He just suddenly felt that all the backgrounds, backgrounds, and help were fake, empty, and useless, and he just suddenly saw his heart clearly, and he just didn't want to admit it at all.

After a long time, he finally said, "Go and retreat." ”

Ruyi didn't make any trouble, looked at him fixedly, looked at him for a while, and then stood up with a sigh, and said with interest: "Retreat, retreat, if you don't want to marry, you won't marry." ”

But Ruyi said so, but he didn't do it behind his back, still hoping that he would change his mind.

Who knows, he doesn't care about anything from now on, he only works official affairs. Fortunately, he didn't ask Ruyi, what was going on, and Ruyi dragged it out as usual. It wasn't until a month later that the British Duke was suddenly beheaded and the Wen family fell, that Ruyi panicked.

He doesn't care if others will say that his master is high and low, what good can he do if this matter is involved, so let's pull it down quickly!

So he hurriedly went to the Wen family to withdraw from his relatives.

The market naturally scolded Yan Huai again.

Ruyi has a headache, he didn't handle this matter well, I'm afraid he will be trained.

But Yan Huai didn't reprimand him, and he didn't even mention it.

The scolding of him in the market gradually subsided, and people still said that he was unkind and unjust, but no one dared to say this in front of him anymore.

He is getting more and more valued by Emperor Qinglong, and he is standing taller and taller.

Before reaching the weak crown, he had been promoted to the governor of the left army of the Central Military Governor's Office, in charge of the Beijing garrison.

At the age of twenty-two, he won the chief eunuch Wang Ren in one fell swoop, and annexed the east and west factories with a thunderous momentum.

He slept less and less, and killed more and more people.

The following year, Emperor Qinglong died, and everyone thought that he would take the opportunity to usurp the throne, but he did not.

No one knew that he had never intended for the throne.

He's been going all the way, and he just needs a goal. Otherwise, how can he go on with this long life? As far as he is concerned, people come and go, but they are just fleeting, and he doesn't like anyone, and no one wants to like them.

Killing people and seizing power is almost numb, but it's just a habit.

Among the princes of Emperor Qinglong, he only felt that the fifteenth prince was still likable.

It is probably that the fifteenth prince is still young, and there is still a trace of childish innocence, and when Emperor Qinglong died, he was the only one who was really sad. Although Concubine Shu, the biological mother of the fifteenth prince, was annoying, he still supported the fifteenth prince to ascend the throne and changed the yuan to Chengxing, which was for Emperor Jiaming.

As for what will happen in the future, he really doesn't bother to think about it.

However, those who originally said that he was ruthless on the left and cold-blooded on the right, later they only wanted to stuff people for him.

He is only in his twenties, handsome, and has no wife, which is really coveted, but he is not close to women, and he doesn't even have a personal maid around him, let alone a concubine, no one has a way.

And he never saw Xie Shuning again.

Until the beginning of the autumn of last year, when the leaves were falling, he took people back from hunting, rode a horse into the city, and met the carriage of the Lin family. The curtain shook, and with a quick glance, he vaguely saw a figure, holding a child, very similar to her, but seemed to have lost some weight.

......

This time, he saw her again in a year.

She was pale and emaciated, holding her dead son, silent.

He hesitated to step forward, hesitantly took her hand, cold and cold, without a trace of temperature.

- It turns out that she is not doing well at all.

Mr. Huang stood behind, his heart was beating wildly when he saw this, and he wanted to stop but didn't dare to stop it. Fortunately, at this time, someone from outside came to report that Mr. Lu had arrived! Mr. Huang was overjoyed and hurriedly shouted, "Grandpa Guo", "Mr. Lu is here!"

Yan Huai didn't move, just stood by the bed and looked at Xie Shuning quietly for a while, then turned around and walked over and said, "Take someone to Hou Ye's." ”

Manager Huang felt that although he was weird, he didn't seem to be as bad as rumored, so he couldn't help but be overjoyed at the moment, and hurriedly asked someone to lead the way for Lukong, and he also led Yan Huai to Lin Yuanzhi.

After entering the door, Lin Yuanzhi was still unconscious, and the people who had been guarding the circle on the side saw Yan Huai coming in, and hurriedly stood up and saluted.

Yan Huai bowed slightly, and asked Lu Kong to step forward to check the injury.

Lu Kong saw it quickly: "Although it is dangerous, there is still a breath, and there is hope." ”

When everyone heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Huai said: "Manager Lao Huang took Mr. Lu to see Mrs. ”

A group of people were dumbfounded, the lady was dead, what are they looking for the doctor to see? In the end, Lin Yuanzhi is important! But Yan Huai spoke, and no one dared to refute it, and Manager Huang cried with a sad face, so he immediately took Lu Kong.

Fortunately, Lu Kong replied in a moment, and said softly with Yan Huai: "Xiao Shizi was indeed drowned, but Mrs. Changping Hou's nails were blue and black, and her lips were black, and her illness did not heal for a long time because she was poisoned. ”

As soon as these words came out, the room was shocked.

Those who don't know will question Lu Kong, and those who know will only have embarrassed faces.

The staff of the Marquis of Changping said: "No matter what, please ask Mr. Lu to save the Hou Ye first." ”

Lu Kong didn't move, only looked at Yan Huai.

Yan Huai couldn't see the slightest hint of anger on his face, but he had been thinking since he heard Lu Kong's words, how could Lin Yuanzhi feed her poison? Thinking about it, it was only because Lin Yuanzhi was timid and afraid of things, because he suppressed the Xie family, and he was afraid that he would be implicated because he married the daughter of the Xie family, so he had the evil idea of taking the life of his wife. What's more, Lin Yuanzhi now has only one Wen Xueluo in his heart.

Yan Huai's heart tightened, as if a hand was clutching, clenched tightly, making it difficult to breathe.

After all, was she so killed because of him?

He secretly gritted his teeth and asked, "Master Hou, this injury was pierced by Madame?"

Manager Huang knew that he couldn't hide it, so he had to nod his head.

Yan Huai said: "Then there is no need to treat it, you will live in peace if you die." ”

When Lu Kong heard this, he asked the little apprentice to pick up the medicine box and turn around and leave, without lingering at all.

Manager Huang and several staff members had the heart to beg Yan Huai, but no one dared to ask, for fear of annoying him and losing his head, so until Yan Huai disappeared, no one spoke.

But Yan Huai did not leave the Changping Marquis Mansion, he just went to see Xie Shuning again.

In the afternoon, the spring sun was beautiful, he didn't even blink his eyes, just stared at her, and looked at her for a long, long time, and seemed to be sad in his heart, but this sadness was so strange and strange.

Lu Kong returned to the palace, and Ning Run and Jixiang came.

Ning Run was the first to realize that something was wrong, and he was the first to come back to his senses, and stepped forward to call him softly: "Grandpa Guo, what should I do about this?"

If you put it any longer, the corpse should smell good.

Of course, Yan Huai also knew that he couldn't just leave people like this, so he asked, "Did you bring anything?"

When Ji Xiang heard this, he handed over a scroll of maps.

Ning Run hurriedly took it and unfolded it.

Yan Huai looked at the map, tapped his fingertips, and said, "That's it." ”

There were few words, but Ning Run and Jixiang both understood.

The two of them answered "yes" in unison, and went down to prepare.

The place on the map was originally selected for Yan Huai to use a hundred years later. But he thought to himself that she should not be willing to be buried with Lin Yuanzhi and buried in the ancestral cemetery of the Lin family. That place, the feng shui is good, the scenery is also good, she and her children are buried there, barely properly.

......

The sky gradually darkened, and the Changping Marquis Mansion held lamps everywhere, and white paper lanterns were also hung.

Lin Yuanzhi lost his breath in the afternoon.

Ning Run and Jixiang are both nimble, and Xie Shuning's mother and son have also been properly settled, just waiting for the funeral.

Yan Huai returned to Changxian Palace, still sitting on the chair, still carrying a red pen and a fold.

If it weren't for what Ning Run saw with his own eyes during the day, he couldn't believe that the person in the Changping Marquis Mansion would be him. After a moment of silence, Ning Run came up with ginseng tea, and then asked to retreat, but at this time, it was suddenly rumored that the Queen Mother was coming. He was shocked, what did the queen mother of this place do? But since the people came, he could only welcome them out, and smiled slightly.

The Queen Mother on the splendid shoulders looks dazzling and graceful under the bright lights.

She was in her early thirties, well-maintained, and still very young.

Holding Ning Run's elbow and lowering her shoulder, she asked, "Where is Grandpa Guo?"

Ning Run said: "If you go back to the Queen Mother, Grandpa Guo is making a batch of excerpts at the moment." ”

The Queen Mother is going inside.

Ning Run didn't bother to stop her, so he stepped aside.

When the queen mother was a concubine, he didn't look down on her, knowing that she wanted to eat the chops, but he just laughed in his heart.

Sure enough, she walked inside, Yan Huai sat there, just glanced up at her without saying a word, and then kept ignoring it and continued to criticize his folds with a red pen.

The Queen Mother was not very happy in her heart, and she wanted to call him again.

It was her son who sat on the throne, why did he ignore him?

However, before she could speak, Yan Huai suddenly raised the red pen in his hand and threw it at her, and landed on her placket impartially, staining her gorgeous clothes, like blood stains.

She was stunned at first, then shocked, and then angry.

"Ning Run!" Yan Huai was indifferent, and shouted for someone to come in, "The Queen Mother is afraid that she is not lightly ill, so send people back to the dormitory!"

When the Queen Mother heard this, her face turned pale and her lips trembled, and it was already a big deal.

Ning Run walked up to her and sighed, "Please." ”

The Queen Mother stepped open, almost fell, and half-leaned on Ning Run, so that she was able to walk out of the door.

On the shoulder, she suddenly grabbed Ning Run's hand and asked urgently, "Is he going to kill me?"

Ning Run lowered his head: "If you are safe, you will be safe." ”

The implication is that don't always want to hook up with people all day long, and they won't want to kill you.

The Queen Mother didn't understand, and she didn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere at the moment, so she only asked people to go back to the palace quickly.

Ning Run looked at the crowd in the distance, sneered, and was about to turn around and go back inside, but before he turned his head, he heard Yan Huai's voice. He walked out at some point, looked up at the night sky, and said absentmindedly, "Prepare wine." ”

Ning Run knew that he rarely drank alcohol, and couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the words, but he immediately agreed and asked people to prepare.

Shaoqing, the wine was ready, he took his things and went to the Imperial Garden with Yan Huai, climbed Duixiu Mountain, and stood in the Imperial Pavilion.

This is the highest place in the palace, and you can see it at a glance on weekdays, but at night, what can you see?

Ning Run pondered as he wanted to lay out the things one by one.

Unexpectedly, Yan Huai waved his hand and wanted to drive him down.

Ning Run didn't dare to linger and retreated down the steps.

So there was only Yanhuai left.

He sat down on the fence, poured himself a glass of wine, and slowly drank it in the dim light.

Cup after cup.

I don't know how much I drank.

It's dark and it's dawning.

It's been a night.

Ning Run and Jixiang stood at the foot of Duxiu Mountain, looking up, there were many shadows, they couldn't see clearly, and they didn't know what he was doing.

A white line appeared in the sky.

Yan Huai watched from afar, and Xie Shuning's pale face inexplicably appeared in front of him.

At this moment, he suddenly thought that if he had married her back then, would she not have died later? And in this life, would he not be so lonely and desperate?

However, in response to him, there was only nine days of wind, which was as sad as a cry, resounding in the sky.

His heart shook, and when he stood up, the wind filled his dark robe, and the drums were raised, and the hunt sounded.

The flask on the side stood unsteadily, tilted and fell, and the bright wine flowed down the tall building.

sprinkled like a rain......