It is rare to disappear on a rainy day, and the brilliant spring light penetrates the verandah, and the dry of the carved auspicious cloud peony is like a layer of gold powder.

Several maidservants in green skirts walked to the end of the corridor with the princess Yuan, one of whom carefully carried a delicate food box containing hazelnut and japonica porridge and rose halva made by the princess herself.

Yuan's got up early in the morning, dressed up, and his face, which was beautiful and pure, added to the charm. She typed the draft alone in the room several times, and decided that she had to go and explain her mind to her husband today. The first few times I was so obedient that I got seriously ill when I came out of the New Year.

She pulled up an impeccable smile, took the box from the handmaiden's hand, and said softly, "I'll come." ”

was about to be announced, but the guard in front of the study stopped her with an embarrassed face, saying that the prince was busy and didn't want to see anyone for a while.

Yuan said: "I told the prince the day before yesterday, and he also approved it, so you don't have to be embarrassed." ”

The guard stammered, "Your Highness......"

"Silence."

The corners of Yuan's mouth pursed slightly, and he blocked there with the maid, and after a while, the door really opened.

The guards silently stepped back a few steps to the sides, looking at their noses and noses.

A young woman in a peach-colored soft satin palace dress walked out of the room, her slender hand resting on her round and bulging belly, and when she saw Yuan Shi standing in front of her, she bent her knees in surprise.

She wore a cloak of golden-blue peacock feathers woven into gorgeous satin that glittered in the sun. The Yuan clan glanced at it and recognized that it was the imperial gift he had seen when he was in the inventory, the second concubine of the previous generation of Yue Wang.

The princess's faint gaze fell on her still flushed face, but the woman smiled first:

"My sister's illness is just right, why don't I call someone to deliver snacks, if they are busy, give it to my sister."

The maid of the Yuan clan was about to reprimand, but a delicate and pleasant unfamiliar voice suddenly appeared behind her: "The dim sum made by Her Royal Highness the princess herself will naturally be handed over to the prince personally." Madam, let's not delay Your Highness, the prince may be angry. ”

Four or five people looked at it, it was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old maid with a pink face, peach cheeks, eyebrows and affectionate eyes, and was looked at by several people, lowered his head and closed the slightly open neckline, and the snow greasy skin poked people's eyes like an awl.

"Little Fox ......"

The maid on Yuan's side scolded, this kind of behavior of trying her best to stuff people into the prince's room without sleeping is really a bad job. Since Zhang Meiren found out that she was pregnant in the autumn of last year, the prince has doted on her in every way, and chose a good day to promote her to wife, and gradually she didn't even care about the princess. At the beginning of March, the palace was going to hold a birthday banquet, and if the prince promoted her to the second concubine, it would be a real threat to their master. The princess was born noble, but her mother's family was not angry, and she had no children after 20 years of marriage, and now the prince respects her very much, who knows how many years later!

"What do you say?" Mrs. Zhang's eyes widened, and she held her waist and said, "Your Highness, my maid is new, and my sister hasn't transferred her yet. Teach well, you must not blame her. ”

When the servant raised her head again, her eyes were already full of tears, and she was very moving: "It's not good to be a slave, Your Highness—"

Yuan suddenly approached, picked her collar through the silk handkerchief, and the personal maid screamed "ah", her face full of disdain.

I saw that the red marks on the mutton fat white jade-like skin had not disappeared, the underwear was gone, and the belly belt was scattered. The maidservant girl was ashamed and angry and grabbed the placket of her clothes, but the hand that grabbed the collar was like an iron tong, and she couldn't pull it away, but dragged her a few steps in front of the door, and looked straight at the guards.

"It's really not in tune. Teach well. Without permission, he talked nonsense to his master, offended people and didn't know how to kneel down and admit his mistakes, and his sister thought that she was kind when she saw her, and she chose her to serve the prince. ”

Mrs. Zhang clenched her sleeves, she had never heard this good-natured princess say a bad word, and today she was a mold. Thinking that the princess had neither a family nor an heir, she just endured it.

Yuan Shi said calmly: "You send this box of dim sum to the prince." Your master can't teach you well, so I'll give it a try. ”

The maidservant's loose sideburns fell off the hairpin, which was very messy, and the Yuan family plucked a gold-cut narcissus hairpin from the head of his maid, and the hairpin was made very delicately and low-key. Zhang Meiren is knowledgeable, this is a popular trick in the capital in the past, probably from Fanjing to marry, and was rewarded to the next person.

She threw the golden hairpin to the maidservant, "Let's go in." Don't let me see those goods on the market for a few dollars of silver in the future. ”

The maidservant grabbed something and knelt down violently, looking at the princess in horror, her face was red, and her mouth was open.

Mrs. Zhang gritted her teeth and said, "Why should my sister ......?"

"What's the noise?"

When the princess heard the familiar voice, she glanced at the figure behind the threshold, and smiled decently: "Lord, the concubine made some snacks and wanted to ask Sister Zhang to send them into the room." ”

King Yue changed out of his regular clothes, and his eyes uncomfortably skimmed over the two people who were still in the room just now, and said warmly:

"Concubine Ai can just come in directly, where is the need to report. They were also afraid that the king would be tired, and it was a good intention to come in to visit, so don't embarrass these two. ”

Yuan's heart was like a thorn in his heart, and he saluted without saying a word, and entered the house by himself. Her maids were in the corridor, all dissatisfied, and the secret princess was still a bodhisattva for a long time, and her methods were soft.

Mrs. Zhang changed her face in an instant, covered her abdomen and said coquettishly: "Lord Wang...... You can take a look. ”

He picked up the servant girl who had just been pampered on the ground and cleared his throat: "Be smart in the future, don't make trouble." Let's all go back to our rooms! ”

Yuan sat quietly in front of the Bogu shelf, staring intently at the thick pile of paperwork on the red sandalwood desk. The study was simply furnished, and behind the beaded curtain was a couch with a curtain, and she didn't want to look there at all.

It wasn't until King Yue came in with a food box and put it on the table in front of her that she raised her eyes and looked directly at him:

"Now that the prince is happy, the concubine will talk to you about important things. Even if the prince didn't mention it, the concubine also knew that Dingguo Gong Chang led a group of civil ministers and military generals to impeach the officials for corruption and bribery in the promotion and selection of officials, and the examination of the officials was the first to bear the brunt. The cousin of the concubine, Ren Langzhong, has now been tried by the three law divisions, the criminal department and the Dali Temple are all His Majesty's people, and the Metropolitan Procuratorate is Qingliu, and he has always had a stubborn attitude towards the Yuan family. If the prince plans not to save his cousin, the concubine has nothing to say, but to repair the book and go to Beijing, and I think that there are still old feelings among the few people left by the father and the eldest sister. ”

King Yue's hand when he lifted the lid of the box froze, "Asu, this king explained to you last time......"

"The prince didn't have time to explain to the concubine. A few months ago, you instructed your concubine to write a letter to her cousin, asking him to show his loyalty with a batch of ministers, so that the court would know that the Yuan family had severed ties with Nan'an. The concubine has only now figured it out, and the prince has given up the Yuan family from the beginning? The cousin and His Majesty said that there is no concubine, isn't it in line with the prince's plan to avoid getting into trouble in the future? Rather than mentioning it himself, it is better to let him say it first, so that not only can he be exempted from Fanjing's involvement, but also will not leave a reputation of being unkind, the prince thinks so. ”

Her dark eyes looked at the bracelet on her wrist without a look. A few days ago, she was very sick, and her whole person lost a lot of weight, and even the bracelet was much looser. If her parents were still there, she would definitely take care of herself, but now that everyone is gone, she is the only one left, alone thousands of miles away to endure the torture of Ling Chi.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

King Yue slapped his palm on the table, shaking the ground slightly.

"Think about it yourself, has this king treated you badly? In the past 20 years, in addition to causing trouble for this king, have those relatives in your family been helpful? This king tried his best to keep your concubine, but you were so dissatisfied! ”

He sneered a few times, "Everyone understands that the Yuan family was exhausted when the new emperor ascended the throne, are you qualified to be a pawn of this king when those few cowering Wenchen!" Let you tell the Yuanyana, but—"

The Yuan clan stood up abruptly and interrupted him, and said sadly: "Next month, on the prince's birthday, the concubine is still sick and can't handle the birthday banquet." Once handed over to the sisters, the concubine could not be more assured. ”

Her chest was inexplicably lighter, and she staggered to her feet, her whole body fluttering, as if she would fall down when the wind blew.

"Go back to the room and reflect on it! Not only can he not share the worries of this king, but he is also at this juncture...... Alas! This king is so disappointed in you! ”

Yuan glanced at her husband one last time, her lips twitched, and she passed by him in silence and walked slowly out of the study.

For the first time, she forgot to salute.

King Yue was even more angry, and swept down the food box on the case, and the carpet was in a mess.

"Amazing! I don't know what to lift! ”

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The plum blossoms outside the north of the house are first thanked, and the fragrant branches are remnant. The green leaves of the banana tree outside the small window are wide, and the water droplets drip on the window lattice along the lines on the leaves, ticking and ticking, and the water vapor soaks the ink in the inkstone.

Most of the ink remained, and the person who wrote was tired, lying on the desk to take a nap, his black hair untied, and his clothes thin.

The sun of Shen Shi sprinkled warmly on him, and at this time, Nan'an was full of flowers and thriving, but whether it was the fallen leaves in late autumn, the freezing rain in severe winter, or the kites in early spring, they had nothing to do with him.

Ling Jieyu has been trapped here for ten months.

King Yue's dark line was constantly cut off, coerced and seduced countless times, but he never showed the posture of torture when he was on an errand in the criminal department as he said. He stayed in the hut day after day, making tea, writing, and reading, with no one to talk to, and he was used to living without a voice.

He could endure loneliness very much, but his body weakened as if he was against him, and his spirit dissipated after a while. Maybe he was old, he sighed from time to time, and it was okay to only sleep for one or two hours in a row for a few nights in the past.

He didn't know when he would be able to go out, or if he would be confined here forever until the moment his life ended. He didn't want to go to the capital, he just wanted to stay in Nan'an, so he paid the price.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk."

There was a gentle knock on the door.

Ling Jieyu lazily propped up his head from the case, his pupils shrunk, and he looked at the fly-headed Xiaokai in his pen. The thumb of the right hand is a little distorted, and the handwriting is not very good.

"Tuk, tuk."

He looked at it for a long time, and waited for the people outside the door to seem to leave, before he touched the stone paperweight on the empty porcelain cup, making a short tinkling sound.

"Lord Ling."

He muttered, "No. ”

After that, he moved his arms, walked unhurriedly to the door panel, and learned the man's way, curled his knuckles and struck them three times.

"Can I open the door below?"

The guards outside didn't make a sound.

He pulled the bolt of the door and waved it gracefully: "Her Royal Highness the Princess." ”

Luan hairpin jade ring, brocade embroidered satin, delicate and elegant makeup, it is the princess of Yue who has not been seen for a long time.

Yuan smiled and said, "Don't let the adults come unharmed, the concubine didn't disturb the adults' rest." ”

She closed the door and walked to the bookshelf to look around the room, only to see that the floor was clean, the mattress was neat, and there was nothing superfluous.

Ling Jieyu leaned over and invited her to take a seat, "I haven't thanked Your Highness for saving her life." If it hadn't been for His Highness's timely arrival last time, these hands would have almost been wasted. ”

"The concubine came to visit the adult, and she was really forced to do so. Don't hide it from your lord, the concubine has just learned that the prince was forced to get rid of a prince hospital judge in the capital, and he will send someone to inform the lord of other news in a few days. ”

Ling Jieyu leaned over again and said slowly: "Your Highness wants to say that the shape of Nan'an and Fanjing has reached the most dangerous time, and the prince is removing the wings that are no longer useful. ”

Yuan's face was full of sorrow, "My lord, I know why the concubine has to come over and persuade her." ”

Her wide sleeves full of begonia flowers brushed on the table, and she picked up the silver kettle to pour it, and then put it down again.

"I forgot that adults are unwell and can't drink herbal tea."

Ling Jieyu's gaze suddenly fixed on her face, and her eyes were clear and compelling: "Your Highness shares the worries of the prince, this is one of them; His Highness worries about himself, and this is the second one. Last time, I was rescued by His Royal Highness, and I have aroused the dissatisfaction of the prince, if I don't squeeze out something that is beneficial to the prince, His Royal Highness will be implicated by me. ”

He changed his relaxed tone: "But looking down, the prince and His Royal Highness have been together for decades, how can they have a ravine because of each other?" Your Highness, please go back, I don't know anything about Fanjing's deployment. ”

Yuan sighed, "Then what will happen to Lord Ling in the future has nothing to do with the concubine's body, I hope Lord will keep it in mind." ”

Ling Jieyu adheres to gentlemanly etiquette and sends guests outside the door. He glanced left and right, and sure enough, the guards had changed.

When Yuan disappeared into the garden with the maid, he sat back at the table, separated the two teacups stacked together, and took out the note pressed in the middle.

He quickly finished scanning, shredded and threw it into the censer.

A picture was scribbled on the paper, and he closed his eyes and remembered that it should be the location of the government soldiers and secret guards.

It is impossible for the princess to give this to him when the wind is calm. The impression of Princess Yue is soft and respectful, and she obeys her husband's orders, but now she finally can't help it?

Ling Jieyu felt a little tired, so he took off his coat and lowered the bed curtain, leaned on the pillow and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Before he finished the exam, he heard that the Yuan Cheng was reactivated, and he was afraid that now the Yuan clan would not even have the last bit to rely on, so he would rush to the doctor in a hurry.

Thinking about it, sleepiness hit him, he closed his eyes and spread out the quilt, and fell asleep with a hint of warmth. I don't know how long it took, but a low voice in the darkness called his name, which seemed familiar.

He frowned and opened his eyes, and by feeling he reached out and pulled down, and something silver flashed.

Ling Jieyu's eyes closed again.

The voice was a little more anxious: "Young Master! ”

He remembered that it was silver thread embroidered with auspicious clouds on the scabbard, wrapped in black cloth.

It's the River Drum Guard.

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