The princess is much more worry-free than the prince, and the biggest regret of Emperor Zhongyuan's life is: there are too many sons under his knees, so much that he can't sleep well. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

If these sons all become princesses and are born without a dragon chair, then there will not be so many covetous eyes on the side of the couch.

Emperor Zhongyuan sighed regretfully.

It's a pity that there is only one princess, although she is a reckless princess who is stupid and dares to offend anyone, but Emperor Zhongyuan feels extremely satisfied in his heart.

What he hates most is smart people, and he likes stupid and stupid people the most. And this princess, as if she had grown up according to his mind, was really more popular with him than those sons, and not long after entering the palace, his heart had already deviated to the armpits.

Xing Yourong naturally praised it without saying anything, and praised Her Royal Highness the princess as a golden phoenix in the sky, and Emperor Zhongyuan listened with a smile, and his mood was very comfortable.

"Come on, send a set of Jun kiln porcelain to the princess, and then pass a word to Lonely, telling her to accompany her third emperor brother when she is free, how can there be a reason to beat someone and throw things?" After Xing Yourong finished praising those words, Emperor Zhongyuan's command sounded.

A small palace man immediately took the order and left, and Emperor Zhongyuan said to Xing Yourong again: "Eunuch Xing also helps Gu watch more, the princess is young, if there is anything you don't understand, you ask someone to mention her more." Again, send two maids to teach her etiquette, don't mess around at the canonization ceremony in a few days, if something really happens, I can't spare you. ”

Speaking of which, it was the princess who caused trouble, and it was Xing Yourong who was beaten.

This is so favorable, it's almost heavens!

Xing Yourong rolled 10,000 unspeakable words in his heart, pinched his nose and led away.

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The autumn twilight in the north is always fleeting.

The days are getting shorter, the nights are getting longer, and before the beginning of the unitary period is halfway, the green yarn lamps are lit everywhere in the Guangming Palace, and the green lights dance lightly in the night breeze, and it looks like a ghost fire flickering from a distance.

Mo Buli stood in front of the courtyard gate with peeling paint, looking at the sea of green lights stretching in the distance, with an expressionless face.

"Sir, there's a carrier pigeon from Ah Han's side, and there's a letter for him. Ah Lie stood behind him and said without any emotion, his eyebrows on the cloth towel were calm.

"Read. Mo Buli only said one word.

Ah Lie took out the note from his sleeve and read it in a flat voice: "Cook and kneel and cry Fujun: My family and country died before they competed, and I was at fault." The realm of Yan has dropped greatly, and he has been poisoned without knowing it. In order not to disturb the enemy, I can only endure the pain, cry again, and worship again. The chess is almost counted, I am unwilling to be willing, unwilling to wish. He will accomplish unfinished things with his own sinful body, and he will kill himself and kill himself, or he may be able to do it for a while. Again, Du Zheng escaped early, was wise and alert, and had already set up surprise soldiers to hide himself. If you get it, you can reuse it. May God bless the great cause and honor forever. Cook and bow down, no pen. ”

His voice was quiet and flat, as if he were reading an ordinary letter from home, not a letter.

A cool breeze blew, and the weeds in the courtyard shrank in the wind, making a small noise.

Mo Buli stood in front of the door, still maintaining the posture he had at the beginning, looking at the distant lights, as if he was already stupid.

Ah Lie took a step back, took out the fire fold from his sleeve, and lit it with a "click".

The letter, written in blood, glowed bright red in the night, licked and twisted by tongues of fire, slowly turning into ashes, and finally swallowed by the night.

At the moment when the firelight lit up, there seemed to be a trace of sadness between Ah Lie's lowered eyebrows.

However, the night quickly enveloped the small cluster of flames, and everything returned to darkness, and the slight change in expression on his face was finally buried by the night.

"Let's go inside. Mo Buli sighed, the white robe on his body seemed to be stained with dust, dim and gloomy.

Two men entered the house one after the other.

There is no candle or fire in the room, and the only crescent moon is hooked at the corner of the eaves, sprinkling a faint moonlight.

"Qin Liuniang has already entered the palace?" Mo Buli asked, his voice slightly tired.

Ah Lie bowed: "Yes, sir." The people around her were well carried. ”

"Really?" Mo Buli said softly, raising his hand to stroke the corner of his forehead, his tone becoming more and more tired, "The last blow mentioned in Ah Lie's letter turned out to be ...... Didn't it work out?"

At the end of his sentence, he let out a long sigh.

"Sir, forgive me. Ah Lie bowed and said, "But it can also be seen from this that Qin Liuniang must have strange people around him, and he can't do it with Ah Cook's skills." I thought maybe the gray-haired female grandmaster was right on her side. ”

"If this is the case, we should be more cautious in the future. Mo Buli sighed again and turned his head to look out the window.

A slanting moon in front of the window, a faint Qinghua spreads out, but it can't wash away the darkness in this room.

The silence lasted for a while, and Mo Buli seemed to suddenly come back to his senses, retracted his gaze from the window, and asked, "After Qin Liuniang entered the palace, what was the situation?"

Ah Lie replied: "Long before she entered the palace, His Majesty ordered someone to clean up the Qingliang Palace, and now Her Royal Highness the Princess lives there, surrounded by golden imperial guards. It seems that His Majesty is very attentive to this daughter. ”

Mo Buli listened to his words quietly, and after a long time, he laughed "hehe": "Your Royal Highness Princess?" His laughter contained irony, and his cold voice was cold to the bone: "This kind of nonsense is only believed by crazy people." Is the one on the dragon chair having a broken head, and what is he doing to recognize a daughter for no reason?"

"There are tokens as proof. Ah Lie replied, the brows on the cloth towel furrowed, and there was a little suspicion in his eyes: "That token is a sandalwood seal made by His Majesty himself, and His Majesty recognized it at a glance." Later, for the sake of safety, this seal was handed over to the Jinshi family for analysis, and they were all said to be genuine. ”

"That's what puzzles me the most. Mo Buli bent his index finger and tapped on the bookcase, with a rare anxiety in his tone: "Where did Qin Liuniang get the token? At least before January this year, Ah Yan was still staring very closely, she had no chance to contact outsiders at all, where did she get this kind of thing? Take a step back and say, even if she got it this year, who would be the person who gave it to him?"

He was answered by a long silence.

However, Mo Buli's words were not finished, and after a pause, he continued: "Also, where did the so-called princess's biological mother who died early come from? Guo Shili sent people to find his old lover, how could he find Qin Liuniang in Qingzhou all the way? If this was Qin Liuniang's own bureau, how could she know about it in advance and set up clues in advance to lead the people in the palace to her? Or was this not her own doing, then, who was the person who laid down this situation? Who else was behind her?"