In the Tongxi Palace, Gu Liuying looked a little haggard, and under Lin Qitan's questioning, Xiang'er said that Gu Liuying was often awakened by nightmares at night, so she was extremely weak recently.

Lin Qitan knew that Gu Liuying still hadn't gotten out of the haze of Lin Yiren's assassination, so he could only sigh a few words of relief, and rewarded two thousand-year-old wild ginseng from the Wangfu Mansion before telling Gu Liuying what Zhong Huan had played.

Gu Liuying heard that Lin Ziyan and Zhong Yingxiu's marriage might change, but she didn't react as fiercely as Lin Qitan expected, but only mentioned the rumors about the nursery rhymes and proverbs in the market that she learned when chatting with Concubine Yi Xia Huanqi yesterday.

"Concubine Qin is saying that someone is secretly spreading it, and the marriage between Prince Yi's Mansion and Zhong's Mansion has other plans?" Lin Qitan took a sip of tea quietly.

"The Zhong Mansion took the opportunity to ascend to the throne, and the five princes took advantage of the situation to become bigger, which sounds logical. Gu Liuying said, waving her sleeves to let Xiang'er retreat.

"The water flows into the sound of the sea bell, and the wine is ......full of confidant copper kettles," Lin Qitan groaned slightly, "So, Zhong Heyun heard this nursery rhyme, so he couldn't sit still?"

"Zhong Heyun is an old minister with the title of former prime minister and Taishi, how can he be compared to Ling Xiufu, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites," Gu Liuying picked up the rouge paper in the dresser and pursed it between her lips, "Judging from the concubines, if the emperor had casually pointed to a young lady to Ziyan, Ziyan's marriage would never have been so twisty and turned." ”

"I don't think this matter has anything to do with the prince's side, and there may be some misunderstanding during this period. Lin said.

"The emperor intends to calm things down, but because the queen's birthday is imminent, he doesn't want more troubles in the palace?" Gu Liuying said unhappily.

"There have been too many rights and wrongs in the past year...... Lin Qitan walked behind Gu Liuying and sighed, "The Shangyuan Festival is approaching, the palace and the palace should be reunited and celebrated together, as the emperor, I should be the first to set an example and become a master of all generations, how can I let Jian Zhi and Ziyan make trouble again at this juncture?"

"So, the emperor's heart is like a mirror, but he still wants to wronged Ziyan?" Gu Liuying said.

"Ziyan is my son, not only do you not want him to be wronged, but I also don't want him to accept a lowly woman as a concubine, in fact, in addition to Zhong Yingxiu, I have always had a candidate in my heart, it depends on whether you can give it up. Lin said.

"As long as the emperor really plans for Ziyan, what is the reluctance of the concubines?" Gu Liuying said angrily, "I don't know which girl the emperor likes?"

"The princess of the court of the king of the pasture, Wu Lanqi. Lin Qitan looked at the peerless face in the bronze mirror and said.

"Wulan Qi ......" Gu Liuying slowly put down the rouge paper, and calmly looked at the handsome man in the bronze mirror, "The emperor is testing his concubines, do you want to help Ziyan, or do you want to help Yiren?"

"Look, you're fighting against me again. Lin Qitan caressed Gu Liu's creamy cheeks lovingly, "The Muyuan Royal Court does belong to the Yi people, but I feel that in the matter of Shenxi Ling, the Yi people seem to have some affection for Bai Yuqi, and Ziyan has Wulan Qi as a concubine, which is more conducive to the tranquility of the northern border of the Zhen Kingdom." Concubine Qin has always been a good person, taking into account the overall situation, and she will not fail to understand the truth. ”

"The emperor doesn't have to worry about the concubines," Gu Liuying got up, "The family affairs between the Xuan Mansion and the Bai Mansion were originally set by the emperor, and the concubines and Yiren have no objection to this, so Wu Lanqi said that it was also an incident that suddenly appeared in Yifan, as long as the emperor and Ziyan like it, how can the concubines be reluctant?"

"I know that Concubine Qin's demeanor is by no means comparable to that of ordinary women. Lin Qitan smiled and hugged Gu Liuying.

"This year's Shangyuan Festival, I heard that the emperor is not going to Ziling?" Gu Liuying leaned into Lin Qitan's arms.

"The remnants of the Xuan Kingdom and the rivers and lakes are not very peaceful, and the ministers jointly wrote a letter, saying that it is important to go to the imperial tomb to worship the ancestors, but once I travel, I may give the thieves a chance to take advantage of the situation. Lin Qitan said and picked up Gu Liuying, and walked to the bixia phoenix feather cloud silk brocade tent behind the glass bead curtain.

"What is said is that the emperor's dragon body is Kangtai, which is the blessing of all the people in the world. ”

Painting the red curtain, the flying pavilion Liudan, the fairy appearance, the fragrant skin and jade skin, Gu Liuying's soft voice smoothed the knot between Lin Qitan's eyebrows, and the temples in the Tongxi Hall were blink of an eye, tender and sweet, a gentle and charming scene.

The next day, Lin Qitan approved the word quasi-play with cinnabar on Zhong Huanyun's recital, and Zhong Yingxiu was immediately sent to the southern water town to recuperate.

Lin Ziyan didn't care about his marriage to Zhong Yingxiu, so he was heartfelt, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice that he could live two more years of freedom, although Lin Qitan shook his head again and again after hearing this, he liked Lin Ziyan's free and easy in his heart more and more.

No one knew that the marriage between the Yi Emperor's Mansion and the Zhong Mansion was actually disintegrated by a small nursery rhyme, and when the wind and snow danced, the atmosphere of the new year gradually became stronger. When the chariots and horses of the Muyuan royal court drove into Xiao'an City, the girl with bright eyes and bright teeth and a heroic posture on horseback immediately became a topic of conversation in the streets and alleys.

Different from the colorful and jubilant street market, under the solemn and solemn red gold plaque of the palace of the king, two white lanterns with the word "lay" written on them hang down, and there is a dead silence in the high courtyard wall, and the boundless desolation seems to swallow up all the breath of life behind the vermilion lacquer gate.

In the battle of Shenxiling, more than half of the Owl Eagles were killed and wounded, Jiang Nuo was cut off an arm, Bai Jiqing and Bai Yuren were seriously injured, and Lin Yiren was in a coma for five days before he opened his starry eyes in Lin Yinyin's whimper.

"Little Fan ......" Lin Yiren only remembered in his mind the shocking bloodstains on the white dress and the figure that slowly fell to the ground.

"Brother Yi," Lin Yinyin hugged Lin Yiren, with a small face with pear blossoms and rain, and her eyes were already red and swollen from crying, "Sister Gu is not dead, but she is about to die." ”

Small Fan ...... Dying soon?, the Lin Yi slowly moved his gaze.

Bamboo forest, lanterns, snow, piano sound, a sharp knife shot out, she flew to him, in front of him, the sharp knife stabbed out of her abdomen from back to front, she slowly fell to the ground, clear eyes with unspeakable sadness.

Small Fan ...... The surging qi and blood caused a cramp in the Lin Yiren's chest...... Hanging Star Array, Fear Array...... Little fan, little fan, you tell me, it's all an illusion, it's an illusion!

"The prince is awake?!" Xuan Niang's happy voice sounded extremely distant.

"Brother Yi is looking for Sister Gu...... But the white-haired uncle said that Sister Gu may not be able to survive tonight......" Lin Yinyin scowled.

White-haired uncle, who will the white-haired uncle be? A figure appeared in the dim bottom of Lin Yi's heart, but he couldn't see the person's face clearly.

"The county lord can't ......" Xuan Niang whispered something, and then the footsteps approached the brocade couch, "Lord Wang, Mr. Yin is here in the house, Miss Gu's injuries are serious, but where is there anyone in this world that Mr. Yin can't save, you lie down quietly, and the slave will go to find Mr. Yin." ”

Mr. Yin?Lin Yiren's casual gaze gradually focused.

The palace master of Fuyou Palace, Yin Yingting.

A wave of fatigue hit, and the Lyrians fell into a coma again.