Pity Honghui, diarrhea makes the little face sallow, and the third watch has to be called up in the middle of the night and runs away overnight.

At the back door of Prince Lian's mansion, five carriages were parked, which were filled with gold, silver, jewelry and some clothes, but also had to be stuffed with two quilts. In addition, Ah Yu also arranged more than a dozen guards, all of whom he had cultivated privately, and he would be responsible for Honghui's safety from then on, and there were also several maids and grandmothers, all of whom were confidants.

Therefore, in this line, there are no less than twenty or thirty people, so they have to slip away in the middle of the night, if it is in the daytime, it is really too conspicuous.

Before leaving, Ah Yu instructed: "The lord of Hangzhou has all been arranged, you have to remember that your identity is the nineteenth brother's nursing mother, Mama Jiang, because her husband died, so she was released from the palace." ”

Jiang Hanxue nodded quickly: "I know, I know, I'm a widow and a woman!"

A green tendon burst out on Ah Yan's forehead, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Hurry up and get out of here!"

"Huh?" Jiang Hanxue looked confused.

Ah Yu looked at Jiang Hanxue's stupid appearance, and shook his head helplessly: "Doctor Jiao is specially making the pill, remember to feed Honghui every two hours." When you arrive in Hangzhou, remember to ask Sun Wencheng to report your safety. ”

Jiang Hanxue nodded again and again, "Eighth Master, don't worry, I will take care of Orange Orange." Be careful, don't let the emperor see the clues!"

Ah Yu couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart, not being seen by Khan Amma, but I was afraid that it was unlikely!

Anyway, the funeral has happened, and it is impossible for the Jiang family and Honghui to "come back from the dead", even if Khan Ama knows the truth, he is powerless to reverse it.

Ah Yu sighed: "Hangzhou is a good place, outstanding people. When he got there, he asked Sun Wencheng to invite a famous teacher to Honghui and teach him to read. You too, practice your words well, set a good example for Honghui, and practice your words well to write a letter to your master. ”

Jiang Hanxue thought of her calligraphy level, and couldn't help but smile, she looked up at the bright moon in the sky, today...... It's fifteen, it was supposed to be the day of family reunion, but Honghui was separated from his father, and since then he has been separated for thousands of miles......

Jiang Hanxue was suddenly a little melancholy, she looked at Ah Yu under the moonlight, her eyebrows and eyes were warm, "Eighth Master......" Jiang Hanxue bit her lip, and stopped talking.

Ah Yu said: "It's all this time, say whatever you want to say!"

Jiang Hanxue gritted her teeth, no matter what, the eighth elder brother is Orange Orange's father, if he falls, Orange Orange will also be sad and sad...... Thinking of this, Jiang Hanxue took a deep breath and said, "Eighth Master, I once told you that in the original history, there was no Queen Guerjia, and you should have been a good concubine...... Well, the son of a good concubine. So, if you are from that background, no matter how virtuous you are, this throne ......"

Ah Yu nodded: "I know this." ”

"Eighth Master, you never asked me who was supposed to inherit the throne. Jiang Hanxue glanced at Ah Yu deeply.

Ah Yu was stunned, "I probably ...... You can guess some, so, you don't have to say it. "——The eldest brother and the second brother are all imprisoned, the third brother is just a literati and a Confucian student, and the concubine of Emperor Tong should have been Empress Xiaoyiren, and the fourth brother was raised under the knees of Tong Jia's family, and the fourth brother is actually not inferior to him in terms of talent.

Jiang Hanxue's eyes widened, and she looked at Ah Yu carefully: "Eighth Master, don't you mind at all?"

Ah Yu smiled: "Since everything is different, and the fourth brother has a friendship with my brother since childhood, why should I be so narrow-minded?"

Jiang Hanxue was stunned, she looked a little dumbfounded.

"Okay!" Ah Yu smiled warmly and patted Jiang Hanxue's shoulder: "Let's start quickly, it's going to be dawn before you leave!"

Jiang Hanxue was in a hurry, and couldn't help blurting out: "But-Eighth Master, after Yongzheng ascended the throne, your ending was actually very miserable!"

"Yongzheng?" Ah Yu muttered these two words, the fourth brother is the king of Yongjun, so this is the name of the fourth brother?

"I ended up miserable, how miserable was it?" Ah Yu glanced at Jiang Hanxue with a smile.

Jiang Hanxue was so anxious that she stomped her feet, "You still have the heart to laugh!" Jiang Hanxue looked around, hurriedly approached, leaned his feet into Ah Yan's ear, and whispered: "After Yongzheng ascends the throne, he will ...... you"

Jiang Hanxue's voice became weaker and weaker. However, the smile on Ah Yan's face disappeared in an instant, and one of the iron blues was already revealed under the skin, and the fist under the horse's hoof sleeve was also clenched.

Jiang Hanxue finally said what she wanted to say the most, and she was also relieved, she glanced at Ah Yan's face, her heart tightened, she gritted her teeth and said: "Anyway, history records it like this! Eighth Master, no matter what, you have to be careful." Well, that...... I'm leaving!" With that, Jiang Hanxue escaped and got into the carriage.

In the night, the carriage went away.

Ah Yu was still standing outside the back door of the palace, his face was cloudy, his fists were clenched and gurgling, would the "Fourth Brother...... really do that to him?!

In the middle of the night, a six-hundred-mile express letter arrived.

"Sister, Hesheri could not bear the blow of losing his son, and died of illness. Xuan Ye's voice was dull and hoarse.

Zhao Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, everything was arranged before Xuan Ye returned to Beijing.

Xuan Ye suddenly glanced up at Zhao Yan, and his gaze was a little cold: "Yan'er, can you tell me, what the hell is going on?"

Zhao Yan was frightened by this cold gaze, "This, this...... How do I know, all of a sudden, I, I......"

Xuan Ye snorted coldly: "You have always liked Honghui very much, but along the way, you have not been too sad!"

Zhao Yan chuckled in her heart, yes, she really couldn't pretend to be sad, because Honghui was not dead at all!

"Now even the Hesheri clan died suddenly!" Xuan Ye's tone was a little unkind, "Yan'er, are you hiding something?!"

Ma Dan, can you see the clue so quickly? Zhao Yan couldn't help but break out in a layer of cold sweat on her forehead!

"I ...... I also want to know what's going on!" Zhao Yan had to pretend to be calm, "When I left, Honghui was still in good shape! I went to Mulan, and then I fell off my horse and died! I see, this is a little unusual! Could there be someone who killed Honghui while we were not in Beijing?"

Xuan Ye was silent for a moment, his eyes looking at Zhao Yan with wisps, "When I return to Beijing, I will find out everything!"

Zhao Yan beat a drum in her heart, did Ah Yu pick up his tail and clean it? Can Ah Yan's methods be concealed from Xuan Ye? To be honest, Zhao Yan has no confidence at all!12910