The corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, Gu Yuqing ordered: "Mama will work hard again, immediately leave for Dafang Temple, I must see He Wenyue, it is best if he doesn't notice it, if he does, no matter what method he uses, don't let him go out of the guest room for half a step." ”

Gu Yuqing's expression was solemn, and Mama Huang knew that the matter was important, so she immediately nodded and turned away.

After she left, Gu Yuqing instructed Ji Xiang Ruyi to bring pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

The wolf hao lake pen is dipped in thick ink, the left hand holds the pen, the brush falls, but for a moment, the dense hairpin flower falls on the plain white Luoyang rice paper, and the handwriting is auspicious and ruyi has never seen.

Don't say that others, even if they are the two of them, if they don't see it with their own eyes, they don't believe it, this is the words written by the young lady herself.

Flipping with his bare hands, he twisted up the rice paper with written handwriting, held it in front of him and read it carefully, and handed it to the side of Jixiang, "Use fine sand to absorb the ink dry, and quietly take the dart and send it to the third prince." ”

When the ink on the paper dried, he turned around and left.

Gu Yuqing was served by Ruyi, and after some washing, she leaned on the bed, thinking about entering the palace tomorrow.

I thought that in the dead of night, when there was no one else in the room, "Tianji" would jump out and make a few noises, but as it had been silent, Gu Yuqing smiled bitterly at the corner of her mouth, it was most afraid of water, it had been soaked in the heavy rain and flood for a long time yesterday, and it had not recovered for a while.

Because she was going to enter the palace, a vicious battle was waiting for her tomorrow, coupled with the words of the old lady of Pingxi Wangfu who asked the emperor to apologize, Gu Yuqing was even more frightened, she thought that she would toss and turn over the pancakes on the bed until dawn, but she didn't think about it, she just straightened out what she was going to do tomorrow in her mind, and her upper and lower eyelids were glued together.

In her dreams, she laughed at herself silently, and she could really sleep.

Unconsciously, every time I have a good dream, there is always a jade pendant next to the pillow, exuding a pale blue light that seems to be absent.

Gu Yuqing was asleep, did he dream of a bare child shouting to eat osmanthus candy in his dream, I don't know, but Xiao Yi, who was in the other corner of the capital, was about to get up and leave the study and go back to the house to rest, when suddenly a silver light broke through the window, only to hear a "pop", and when he went to the sound, he saw a dart with a red rope, which was embedded in the golden silk nanmu pillar on his side, and the tip of the dart was with a white paper folded into a square.

Chu Yandeng's face changed greatly, he turned his head to push the door, and looked out of the door, but only to see the courtyard of the study, there was silence, and the only sound was only a few dog barks in the deep alley in the distance, where was the shadow of a person.

The deep and sharp gaze swept over the courtyard, and turned his head to look at Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi had already gotten up, and was about to pull the dart with the square paper from the pillar, Chu Yan's eyes moved slightly, and he immediately turned around and walked towards Xiao Yi.

"Your Highness, let's take it from the minions, in case this dart is quenched with poison, how about it. ”

Xiao Yi has always cherished his life like gold, and he has to let the white cat test the poison before eating, not to mention that this dart is so evil.

With Chu Yan's words, Xiao Yi's hand that had just been stretched out suddenly froze in mid-air, trembled, and fell again.

But after falling, he felt that it didn't seem to be appropriate, as if he wanted to hide something, he quickly put his hand to his mouth and pretended to cough a few times.

A vague smile crossed the corner of Chu Yan's eyes, with a faint mockery, like a flash in the pan, and disappeared in an instant.

When he pulled out the dart, took off the rice paper on it, unfolded it as if he was seriously inspecting it, and handed it to Xiao Yi, his eyes flashed, and he quickly slid over the handwriting from beginning to end, and he couldn't help but frown slightly.

Taking the rice paper from Chu Yan's hand, Xiao Yi couldn't wait to look at it quickly, and was shocked by the content on it, and even the hand holding the rice paper trembled and couldn't help himself.

If everything said on the paper is true, this is simply God helping him get rid of Xiao Duo.

Because of excitement, the muscles in the corners of Xiao Yi's eyes couldn't help shaking, pinched the paper in his hand, and said: "Go mobilize people and horses...... The hoarse voice just remembered, and suddenly stopped, as if thinking of something, paused slightly, and when Chu Yan had already walked to the door, he changed his words: "Go and call Mr. Luo first." ”

Chu Yan suddenly paused, and turned his head, "Then do you still mobilize people?"

Xiao Yi shook his head, "Don't worry about it for the time being, wait until Mr. Luo comes." ”

Chu Yan received the order, turned around and disappeared into the dark night.

It's just the direction he is going, but he doesn't go straight to the small courtyard where Luo Zhisong is resting.

In order to facilitate the summons, Xiao Yi deliberately set up a small courtyard for Luo Zhisong not far from the study, but whenever he didn't go home, he lived there.

It was clearly only a few steps away, but Chu Yan left nearly a stick of incense before he brought Luo Zhisong over.

"Why have you been there for so long?" was already extremely suspicious, Xiao Yi saw Chu Yan, and his eyes were as cold as frost.

Luo Zhisong sat down quietly in the place where he was customary, as if Xiao Yi's question about Chu Yan had nothing to do with him, his long and dense eyelashes were low, and his face was pale.

Since a torrential rain and a flash flood, his complexion has become worse than before.

After sitting down, a small servant came up with hot tea, Luo Zhisong picked up the teacup and held it in the palm of his hand, holding the warm cup to keep warm.

Chu Yan glanced at Luo Zhisong, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and replied: "When the slave passed, Mr. Luo was awakened from a nightmare, and he was relieved for a while, so he delayed for a while. ”

When Xiao Yi heard this, he immediately looked at Luo Zhisong, "Sir, is there anything wrong?" said words of concern, but there was suspicion of interrogation in his eyes, and he wanted to verify the truth and falsehood of Chu Yan's words on Luo Zhisong.

When Luo Zhisong heard this, he nodded slightly, and did not answer Xiao Yi's question, let alone defend Chu Yan, but said to himself: "Ever since the incident with Wanda, I have been having nightmares, and I can always dream that he led the gangsters to attack His Highness, so these days, I am a little uneasy." ”

Xiao Yi stared at Luo Zhisong's bloodless cheeks, the two lumps of blue and black that appeared under his eyes, and believed Chu Yan's words for eight or nine points, and raised his hand and waved, "You go first, this king and Mr. have important things to discuss." ”

Chu Yan lowered his eyebrows, exited the door, and raised his hand to close the door of the study.

"Your Highness, what's the urgency?" The moment the wooden door was closed with a "creak", Luo Zhisong raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Yi, the fog under his eyes was like a distant sea, so that people couldn't see anything.

Xiao Yi got up, handed over the rice paper that had always been pinched in his hand, and sat down on the chair opposite Luo Zhisong, "This was just sent in with a dart, what does Mr. think?"

Hearing the word dart, Luo Zhisong's eyebrows moved, and while taking the rice paper, he asked, "Is Your Highness okay?"

Xiao Yi shook his head with a smile, "It's okay." ”

Luo Zhisong didn't seem to wait for him to answer at all, his eyes were already locked on the rice paper in his hand.