Shen Quan picked up the two booklets on the ground, blushed, and snorted, "Master, isn't this what you're talking about?" ”

Yu Wenrui also blushed: "Who ...... Who said that? ”

She stiffened her neck: "Who said this dirty thing!" What a fool! I, what I asked you to find, is...... It's that thing......"

The more she spoke, the quieter her voice became, and Shen couldn't hear the last few words clearly.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask, "Master, what did you say?" ”

Yu Wenrui was embarrassed and annoyed, and waved his hand vigorously: "Stand down, stand down!" ”

The corners of Shen Quan's mouth twitched: "You said, the slave will go to find ...... again."

"That's it! I'm sleepy! I want to sleep! The little emperor said, threw off his shoes, and snuggled into the bed.

What kind of sleep do you sleep on this big day? Shen Quan was speechless, "These two books...... What to do? ”

"It's burning!" Yu Wenrui turned his back to her and shook his hand impatiently.

Forehead......

Shen Quan couldn't, so he had to retreat quietly.

Thick fog obscures the sky and the sun.

Between heaven and earth, nothing can be seen except for the white vastness.

Yu Wenrui groped in the fog. She has martial arts, but she doesn't feel afraid. She was just puzzled: why did she suddenly fall here when she was still in her dormitory a moment ago? And here, and where?

Just as he was thinking about it, a white shadow suddenly flashed in front of him, and a plain veil crossed his cheeks, with that familiar breath-

Sister-in-law!

Yu Wenrui was pleasantly surprised. Her eyes followed the plain yarn, who was Jing Yan's back?

Plain yarn, red plum. It's the shirt my sister-in-law wore the day before yesterday.

She wanted to call Jing Yan, but she couldn't make a sound no matter what, and her throat seemed to be choked.

So she quickened her pace, wanting to catch up with Jing Yan.

Chasing and chasing, Jing Yan's back was always ten steps away in front of her, and no matter how she ran, she couldn't shorten the distance.

Yu Wenrui was very confused, and in her ignorance, she thought: I can't catch up with my sister-in-law, so it's good to grab her clothes. My sister-in-law noticed it and will definitely come back and wait for me......

Thinking about it, she hurried forward, reaching out and holding a strand of plain yarn in her palm. With a slight force, Jing Yan's back in front of him stopped. As the strands of plain yarn slowly slid across his skin, Jing Yan's jade-like shoulders were so clearly exposed in front of Yu Wenrui. The fog was so thick that I could see it clearly.

Sister-in-law...... Snow-white ...... Arm......

Yu Wenrui's throat tightened, and he only felt that his little abdomen was slammed by a hand.

She couldn't get enough of it, and she pulled the plain yarn again, she wanted to see more, just like the beautiful figure of her sister-in-law she saw that day.

But before it was honest, the red light suddenly flourished, and the situation in front of me changed suddenly.

The sister-in-law is gone, Susha is gone, and there is only one person in front of her. His figure is slender and straight, martial arts, and handsome, just like the Mingzong Emperor Yuwenzhe hanging in the Fengxian Palace!

Yu Wenrui was shocked: Isn't he already dead? Why is it here?

She had the courage to look at Yu Wenzhe's face: eyebrows and sideburns, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, thin lips...... Also, a bright red dragon-patterned headband tied around the head......

This appearance is not so much Emperor Mingzong Yuwenzhe as himself!

In addition to Emperor Gaozu, only the little emperor himself likes to wear a hairband carefully embroidered by his sister-in-law......

"Ahh Yu Wenrui could finally make a sound, but the voice was extremely frightened. Because, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, that "Yu Wenzhe" took out a golden bow from his side, and pulled out a long arrow out of nowhere, bent the bow and arrow, and the arrow was facing his chest.

He...... He's going to kill me!

Yu Wenrui wanted to move her body to dodge the arrow that might kill her, but her feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move a single bit.

Am I going to die?

Yu Wenrui bit his lip and stared at the arrow of the deadly arrow.

Arrowhead!

Hiss......

Yu Wenrui gasped. She recognized this arrow, back then, it was such an arrow that shot into her imperial brother's chest and took her imperial brother's life.

Could it be that this is also her fate?

Before the arrow was fired, Yu Wenrui's heart was already wrenching: at the moment of life and death, she didn't think of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, not that she died in vain at a young age; What she thought about was how sad her sister-in-law would be if she died. Sister-in-law should be very sad, right? However, no matter who dies in this world, she is not as sad as the death of the sad royal brother, including herself, right?

As the saying goes, "it is enough to have a confidant in life", but Yu Wenrui felt self-hurt and self-pity: she had a short life and was rich all over the world, but no one would ...... for her Go to Huangquan together.

She thought wildly, "Yu Wenzhe" had already tightened the bowstring.

The sound of the bowstring sounded, and Yu Wenrui seemed to hear the sound of his own life passing.

Without allowing her to think too much, "Yu Wenzhe" let go of her hand, and with a "whoosh", the arrows shot straight towards her chest.

At that moment, Yuwen Rui was sad, and she exclaimed bitterly: "Sister-in-law-"

Yu Wenrui was startled, sweat trickling down his cheeks and forehead. She breathed heavily, barely holding down her beating heart.

"陛xià! What's wrong with you? Chunjun, who was waiting outside the door, heard the little emperor's exclamation and hurriedly came in to check.

Yu Wenrui shook his head tiredly: "It's okay, it's a nightmare......"

She moved the numb left side of her body, only to feel sticky, thinking that she had a cold sweat from a nightmare.

"Do you want the slave to ask the imperial doctor to come?" Chunjun asked again uneasily.

"It's okay," Yu Wenrui rubbed his face vigorously, "What time is it?" ”

"It's not a minute."

Yu Wenrui raised his leg and was just about to stay, when he suddenly felt that something was wrong. In the flash of light, she realized something, and her beautiful big eyes no longer dared to look at Chunjun, and she ordered awkwardly: "Prepare water...... I, I want to bathe ......"

Chunjun was stunned: The emperor has never had the habit of bathing during the day, what kind of trouble is this?

But since the emperor ordered it, she naturally had to agree and prepare.

"You ...... You guys go down ......" Yu Wenrui stared at the bathtub worriedly, and subconsciously pinched the placket of his robe with one hand, and ordered.

Chunjun and Zhan Lu looked at each other when they heard this, "The slaves and maids have retreated, who will serve His Majesty to bathe?" ”

"I ...... I can ...... myself," Yu Wenrui still had his back to the two.

The two were puzzled, but they couldn't disobey the holy order, so they had to say: "The slaves and maids are waiting outside, if Your Majesty needs to serve......"

"I see." Yu Wenrui interrupted them irritably.

When she was the only one left, Yu Wenrui endured her shame, took off her outer robe, and took off her underwear, her cheeks were hot, she gently opened her pants, and glanced at it by the light in the room.

Sure enough, the place where the plain stickers on the trousers were attached to the private places were fainted with a cloud of water-stained things.

Yu Wenrui was ashamed, Rao was free and easy, and when she faced this situation for the first time, she was also ashamed.

Parenting Grandma said that when a husband and wife are intimate, the bodies of men and women will react differently......

Yu Wenrui didn't have the face to think about it anymore. She hurriedly tore off her pants and threw them aside, as if only in this way would the shame in her heart weaken somewhat.

Dipping her body in the tub, the water vapor filled her surroundings, like ...... The fog of that nightmare.

Nightmare? Not really. At least my sister-in-law appeared, and I chased it desperately

So what's that?

Yu Wenrui took a sharp breath of warm water vapor. It's not a nightmare, it's a good dream, right? It would have been better if it had gone further......

But what exactly is "going further", she doesn't know.

However, such ignorant days will not last long. In this world, you may not know who is the teacher!

On the second day, Yu Wenrui got up early in the morning, and the big things in the morning could not be delayed.

On the surface, the little emperor sat firmly in the dragon chair, but in fact, grass had already grown in her heart. She only looked forward to "retreating from the dynasty with nothing", but it backfired, and there were already soldiers from the military department who came out of the crowd, obviously "playing early when there was something".

Yu Wenrui forcibly suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and said warmly: "What is Aiqing's performance? ”

"Your Majesty, the minister received an urgent document from General Feng in the early morning, saying that there may be a huge change in the Northern Zheng court."

Yu Wenrui said: "What is the big change?" ”

"The details are not yet clear. However, General Feng said that he observed the changes in the Beizheng Border Court, and with his years of experience, he should be gathering troops. Therefore, the minister thought that the side matter was probably urgent, and he couldn't help but guard against it! ”

Yu Wenrui furrowed his brows and was speechless.

At this time, Duan Yan came out of the class and said: "Your Majesty, the minister has this music." ”

"Duan Qing, please speak." Yu Wenrui nodded.

"Yes. The minister just received the news of the fine work this morning, Yang Can is dead. ”

"Huh?" Not only Yu Wenrui, but also the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were shocked.

Duan Yan continued: "It is reported that Yang Can's eldest son, Yang Lie, forced the palace last night, first forced Yang Can to death, and then ordered Yang Can to pass on to him, and then washed the East Palace in blood, killing the prince Yang Tao's mansion cleanly, leaving no half of the life. Now, the Northern Zheng puppet dynasty is afraid that it is already Yang Lie's world. ”

The ministers were in an uproar when they heard this.

Someone was suspicious: "Lord Duan, what just happened last night, even the military department has not received any definite news." You're too ......."

Duan Yan smiled slightly, noncommittal, and only stared at Yu Wenrui.

Yu Wenrui knows a thing or two. In the past few years, she has vaguely noticed that Duan Xiang, as well as the queen mother, especially the sister-in-law, are very familiar with many things in the Beizheng court, as if there is a person there who is always delivering the freshest news. But no one ever told her about it, and she just guessed. She didn't know who this person was, but she trusted Duan Xiang and the ability of the queen mother and sister-in-law.

Therefore, hearing this today, Yu Wenrui was not surprised.

"Yang Lie forced the palace, if he took charge of the Northern Zheng Puppet Dynasty, maybe it would be detrimental to my Great Zhou. All the secretaries have to cheer up, they eclipse Junlu on weekdays, and at the critical moment, you don't have to live up to my hard work! ”

The ministers hurriedly arched their hands and said: "The ministers are willing to smear the liver and brain of the Great Zhou, and do their best to die!" ”

Yu Wenrui nodded in satisfaction, and at a glance he saw that one of the ministers was missing.

"Huh? Why didn't you see Bae Xiang? ”

"Qi Gong Your Majesty, my father occasionally feels cold and unwell, and he can't go to the court today to share his worries for my emperor!" It was Pei Chonghui, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, who spoke.

He is in his thirties, his face is slightly dark, his appearance is heroic, his body is straight, and he looks like an upright gentleman. It's just that at this moment, those black and white eyes seem to reveal a hint of cunning.

If you don't know him well, I'm afraid you'll be confused by his solemn appearance. But Yu Wenrui has been with his master and apprentice for seven years, how can he not understand her master's temperament?

With a raised eyebrow, Yu Wenrui secretly wondered: What bad idea is the master playing?