Thinking of this, Xu Wanzhen felt a lot more at ease. She had an extraordinary trust in his abilities.

His own husband is the one who can become the Dark Lord. In a fit of rage, even the world can be swept away, why be afraid of this mere thief?

With a "squeak", Tu Manfen appeared at the door with a lamp.

"Big cousin, please come in. Xu Wanzhen said with a smile.

"I'll sleep with you tonight. Tu Manfen said: "I really don't feel at ease if you live alone." ”

Xu Wanzhen burst out laughing and said, "I'm not a three-year-old child, so what can I worry about." ”

Tu Manfen put down the wind lamp, glanced at her, and said, "Yes, you are not a three-year-old child. How did you get here from the Chung Kook Mansion?"

Hearing her mention this matter, Xu Wan was really a little weak-hearted. Zhiyuan was protected by her impenetrable that day, if she hadn't insisted on saving Xu Wenyu, how could she have been held hostage so far.

However, even if she did it all over again, she would not regret it in the slightest. From the moment she just crossed over and was at a loss about the situation, it was Xu Wenyu who woke her up and made her quickly enter the role of Xu Wanzhen.

After a few years of companionship, she has loved this young brother to the bones, and he breathes with her life. Regarding Xu Wenyu's feelings, she is also a sister and a mother, and Wu Zhengxiang also fully understands this.

Sticking out her tongue, Xu Wanzhen smiled: "Never again." ”

This escape, she will protect her family firmly and never make the same mistake again. Anyone who wants to embarrass her family must first face her anger.

Her calm expression made Tu Manfen feel a little scared, but more reassured.

"It's not early, so let's go to bed and talk. ”

Xu Wan really responded, and the silver screen poured the soup woman into the quilt, and waited for the two to lie down.

Knowing that she had many questions in her heart, Tu Manfen told her everything she knew, including the news of the Prince's Mansion being imprisoned.

After listening to this, Xu Wanzhen silently analyzed in her heart, and the culprit who held her hostage.

Looking at Lei Ba's performance on the ship, he is not a determined person, his heart is actually hesitant. The person who picked him up behind his back should be Wang Miaoyan in the prince's mansion.

Wu Zhengxiang once reminded her of Wang Miaoyan's danger. However, I didn't expect that a person's jealousy could do such a crazy thing.

Among them, the Chen family must also be inseparable.

Chen, Lei Ba, and Wang Miaoyan, the three of them teamed up to kidnap themselves, but they were picked by another mysterious force.

Xu Wanzhen smoothed out the line in her heart, thinking about how to settle accounts with them after returning to Beijing. What she can't forgive is that these people actually used Xu Wenyu as bait and touched her scales.

At this time, she didn't know that Chen's hemiplegia, Wang Miaoyan, and Lei Ba were caught in the prison of Xiaoqiwei.

Lying in the warm quilt, listening to Tu Manfen beside her breathing shallowly, Xu Wanzhen couldn't help but miss him in Yizhou.

His situation is a hundred times more dangerous than his own. However, the capital must be surging.

……

Luoyang, the imperial city.

An inconspicuous sedan chair quietly came in from the side door of the palace before the palace gate was under the key. The sedan chair was very inconspicuous, but it was accompanied by two chamberlains and two well-skilled guards.

Under the cover of night, the small sedan chair stopped in front of a deserted hall in the palace that had been uninhabited for a long time.

A sad-faced, energetic woman came out of the room, she got off the ground, and reached out to help out a female monk in a monk's robe.

The female layman was not shaved, and her black silk was hidden in the gray monk's hat. She was thin but graceful. The wide monk's robe was worn by her, and it also outlined a moving curve, which was not lost to the girl in her prime.

Her eyebrows are exquisite, and the vicissitudes and fine lines between her eyebrows do not affect her beauty at all, but give her a unique charm after weathering. A pair of narrow peach blossom eyes make her whole face vivid and charming.

It is unimaginable that she is already a woman close to fifty years old. Under the hard life of the temple, how can she maintain such a face?

She calmly got off the sedan chair and walked slowly towards the deserted hall. The coldness in her eyes made her look like a cold rose, complementing such a lonely night.

The attendant who led the way held the lamp and was silent. She didn't ask, just quietly followed the attendant.

When I entered the deserted hall, it was very different from what I saw outside, and it was warmly and pleasantly arranged.

A thick Persian carpet that is covered in warm long hairs as soon as you step on it. In the purple gold rui beast incense burner in the corner of the wall, the jade incense that can only be found in the palace is lit, and the light smoke flows in the room, filling the house with a pleasant fragrance.

Xu is that this deserted palace has been uninhabited for too long, and there is no burning dragon. Instead, several hollowed-out copper furnaces were placed, and the silver frost charcoal released warm heat in the furnaces, enveloping her body.

Her hand slowly brushed over the silky quilt, but there was a mocking look on her face. No matter how well maintained she was in the Taimiao, her hands still betrayed her and lived a hard life. The silk satin that had been caressed by her hand made a "click" sound, and the smooth fabric looked hairy.

These should have belonged to me! Her mood was not calm, but in the decades she spent in Taimiao, she learned to hide all her emotions and not show anything.

Since he returned to the palace, no matter what his purpose was for taking her back, she didn't plan to leave again.

In the imperial study, the lights are bright.

Several sets of candles as thick as children's arms shine high, and the night pearl in the middle emits a soft light, illuminating the whole room as if it were day.

Emperor Qinglong has not had much energy in the past two years, and he has become more and more disinclined to set foot in the harem. In previous years, I would love to pet some young beauties, but now I am more and more distracted.

Most of the time, they are corrected until late at night, and then they rest alone in the dormitory. What he thinks more about is how the unification of the Wei family will be passed down from generation to generation.

Even if you go to the harem occasionally, you only go to Queen Cao to rest, or go to the concubine who gave birth to the princess and princess to talk.

But today is different, Wu Guangqi came in lightly from the outside and walked up to him to report, "Your Majesty, the person has arrived." ”

Emperor Qinglong nodded, put down the piece in his hand, got up and walked out.

The attendants knew his habits and did not keep up. Only Wu Guangqi was on his side, and there were two shadow guards behind him, secretly protecting his safety.

In such a cold night, the light stretched Emperor Qinglong's tall figure into a slender figure, making him look particularly lonely.

I haven't seen her in years, what's going on with her now?

A look of nostalgia flashed in his eyes, both excited and timid.

For the sake of the throne back then, he had to give her up, and he always felt guilty. But over the years, the things she has done have squandered the old relationship between the two to a thin piece of paper.

In the distance, you can already see the outline of the deserted temple and the warm lights coming from it.

Emperor Qinglong stopped for a long time, so long that Wu Guangqi had to break the silence, "Your Majesty, do you want to go in?"