I used to think that the killers and dead men with poison in their teeth played on TV were just the virtual ideas of the screenwriter and director, but now I have actually seen it with my own eyes, and it would be a lie to say that I am not shocked.

Looking at her corpse in a daze, almost forgetting how to move, I couldn't believe that I had forced a person to death.

If it weren't for me pulling her out of the crowd, if it wasn't for my aggressive cross-examination, if it wasn't for ...... It's a pity that life never has so many ifs.

Jiang Zhuo, who rushed forward a step too late, stood there straight, stiff as a sculpture - was he regretting that he couldn't save her?

Because she turned her back to me, she taught me not to see the look on her face, but to see her silently pick up her chin for Cao Xianmin, raise her hand to close her eyes, and then stand behind me - for a moment, I felt that there was an unspeakable sadness in her body, and I don't know if I had too much heart.

Isn't Mo blaming himself?

- Well, what is there to blame yourself?

The one who was wrong wasn't her...... It's me.

She ...... Is it dead? Holding on to the last bit of hope, I asked in a low voice.

"Suicide by poisoning." Jiang Zhuo didn't look at me, half-lowered his eyes, and coldly announced Cao Xianmin's death.

"Someone, go find out where she came from." Yan Ke glanced at the corpse in disgust, and raised his voice to summon the attendants, "Drag her out......

I heard her unfinished intentions, and it seemed that I didn't intend to give this person who intended to spread rumors and ruin the reputation of Ling Wangfu, so I couldn't help but take her words: "Let's bury her alive." ”

Yan Ke nodded at the attendant, acquiescing to my arrangement, but when he turned his head to look at me, he sighed helplessly: "Your Highness is still too soft-hearted." ”

I smiled back, but I knew in my heart how much bitterness there was in this smile - it was just an order for her body to be buried and buried, which did not hide the fact that I had forced her to death.

Unlike those who died in front of me, and unlike those who died by me, this one can be regarded as my death...... Sadly, compared to the previous few times when panic, helplessness, guilt and other feelings were overwhelming, at this moment, I didn't feel much of it.

Maybe there is.

This feeling is called numbness.

"Aunt Ke, the matter of Wang Hu ......" sneered at myself and became indifferent unconsciously, and I had no intention of arguing with her, so I asked the question that had been interrupted before.

"Your Highness, don't listen to the slander of the villain." Yan Ke frowned, but patiently answered with me, "That Xiangwei Taishou is a Jinshi in Yanxi for three years, and he has relied on his own ability to sit in this position now; As for the fact that she will prepare a small gift to send to King Ling's mansion every New Year's holiday, it is not for the sake of clinging, but for the guard Bingliu in the mansion, who is the sister of her mother's compatriots, so she just expresses her heart a little,"

-- It turned out to be this relationship.

It is normal for people to say that it is not close, it is not far away, it is normal for people to give some small gifts, and it is not too much.

"So, did this Wang Hu have any money allocated by the Mo court to build the embankment?" Nodding, I asked again.

Yan Ke was a little embarrassed for a moment, and saw that I had been staring at her stubbornly, so he hesitated and said: "Your Highness also knows that as a lady from a poor family, she has no foundation, and she sits in the position of the Taishou of a city by herself, so she has to go up and down, and there is no way to know where this money comes from; However, that Wang Hu is a person who understands, even if he is greedy for ink, he will never make such a big mistake as the dam being washed down - in my opinion, this may be the trap deliberately set by the person behind Cao Xianmin! ”

"Aunt Ke is right." I smiled at her and agreed—but I didn't think so.

Yan Ke's hint is very obvious, and he almost didn't name him, which was from my imperial sister Kuang Xiqing; And all the indications are that she is indeed quite suspicious - but I don't believe it.

First, Kuang Xiqing, as the lord of the world and the emperor of all people, will not know the truth that "water can carry a boat and also capsize a boat".

In order to provide relief to the victims and appease the exiles, the imperial court often had to spend several times the cost of local taxes to rebuild the city, restore the population and the economy, and it would take at least three to five years to recover these taxes -- just to set a trap to tarnish my reputation, which was not a good deal.

The second is that Cao Xianmin chose death without hesitation after hearing Yan Ke call out Kuang Xiqing's name, which seems to me to be more like a sacrifice to close the coffin after the goal is achieved - in order to keep the real mastermind behind the scenes.

Of course, I am not going to argue with Yan Ke on this topic until there is no evidence; Presumably she is not so easily persuaded.

Cao Xianmin died, do you know how many steps are hidden in the shadows?

The primary consideration is to appease those people and fundamentally eliminate the possibility of being splashed with dirty water.

"However, this Cao Xianmin has committed suicide in fear of crime, and there is no proof of who is behind it, so this matter will be put aside for the time being," Touching my nose, I remembered the things I had promised in front of that group of people to open a warehouse and release grain, build a house, etc., and I was not so confident when facing Yan Ke, "That, Aunt Ke...... This king boasted to the people that he was going to ......"

Before I could finish speaking, Yan Ke smiled: "Your Highness, don't worry, I will let the account room take the silver." ”

Feeling her thoughtfulness, I was taught to avoid embarrassment.

In my impression, Yan Ke was the housekeeper assigned to Kuang Xihan by the emperor when she was still young, but after contact with her during this period of time, I found that Yan Ke was definitely not an old and serious person, and sometimes he seemed to be arbitrary, reckless and impulsive.

Such a person, even if he is loyal and caring for Kuang Xihan, is not suitable as a housekeeper...... Occasionally, I wonder if the emperor did this because he had no one available in his hands, or did he have some deep meaning?

Laughing at my troubles, shaking my head and putting aside these boring thoughts, I stood up, said hello to her, and went back to my room to rest.

Before pushing open the door, I turned my head to look at Jiang Zhuo, who had been silently following my side: "Your face looks bad...... If you don't feel well, go and rest first, and this king will allow you to take a few days off. ”

Her figure froze, her half-constricted eyes finally raised and glanced at me gently, her thin lips pursed slightly, and she said for a long time: "It's okay." Thanks a lot...... Your Highness. ”

With a gesture of thanks, she turned away without hesitation.

Staring at her straight back, I opened my mouth, but I couldn't scream - what if I stopped her? Silent to each other, but in vain to provoke sadness.

From this moment on, I no longer have an excuse to get close to her boss, and she is no longer the ginger steward who will sleep with me.

There are many things pressed in my heart, and I am reluctant to speak along the way; The carriage was bumpy, but when the curtain was lifted, the tall figure was never seen.

Gradually, I didn't bother to pay attention to anything else, and I only felt a throbbing pain in my chest from time to time.

Every time the little cicada saw me frowning and touching her chest silently, she was so nervous that she wanted to call someone, but she taught me to stop - I didn't want too many people to see my wolf appearance, and I didn't want Jiang Zhuo to find out that her depression was due to her.

I'm forcing myself to get used to the days of leaving Jiang Zhuo, to get used to waiting for nothing, to get used to ...... Lonely.

I don't know how long it took, I forgot the time in the carriage, but just after arriving at the gate of King Ling's mansion, I received Kuang Xiqing's holy decree, ordering me to enter the palace immediately.

sighed, didn't bother to wash and rest, and took the car to the palace without stopping.

Before getting off the carriage, even the footsteps were vain, if it wasn't for the little cicada who grabbed me in time, I was afraid that I would have to get off the car.

When I stood firm, my heart was gloomy again: how similar this was to the scene at the post station, how sweet nephrite was at that time, and how lonely it was now.

Waving my hand to refuse the little cicada's support, I slowly walked towards Kuang Xiqing's dormitory.

Her chief female officer was already waiting at the door, and when she saw me, she only bowed slightly: "Your Highness Chitose, Your Majesty ordered the slave maid to take you to the side hall to bathe first, rest for a while, and then face the saint." ”

I watched her lips open and close, my brain throbbed for a while, and I was stunned for a few breaths before I understood, nodded and followed her all the way through the dormitory, straight to the bath.

Sitting in the steaming pool, the petals of the pool overflowed my shoulders, washing away the dust and washing away the exhaustion, I relaxed and lay on the edge of the pool, sighing comfortably, almost falling asleep.

In a daze, someone gently pushed my shoulder and gently persuaded: "Your Highness, this hot water should not be soaked for too long, can the slave and maid serve you to get up?" ”

“…… Well. "Drowsiness hit, I used the last shred of reason to stand up, and the female officer wiped my body and hair for me, and changed into a light and comfortable bedgown.

Led into the dormitory connected to the bathhouse, I couldn't tell whether this was the place arranged by Kwong Xiqing, and when I saw the bed, I couldn't help but pounce on it - I fell asleep after only a few breaths.

When I woke up, I was hungry.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, and the tip of my nose smelled the scent of ambergris mixed with the scent of soothing flowers—a smell that could only be found in the Emperor's side.

Consciousness returned in an instant, and when I opened my eyes, I saw a person sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a piece of music in his hand and watching it quietly, and there was a thick stack in his hand - eyebrows like Yuandai, eyes like stars, temperament and Fengyi natural, not Kuang Xiqing and who it is.

Seeing me look at her, the corners of her mouth naturally raised a smile, and she reached out and touched my sideburns, looking very intimate: "I heard that the spies came to report, and Han'er was on the way to worship the heavens, and he almost ruined the thieves' plot several times." I was so worried that I couldn't sleep at night and didn't know what to eat...... Now that you are safe and sound, I am relieved. ”

Hearing her mention the assassin, I thought of the days when I disguised myself with Jiang Zhuo on the road, and I laughed unconsciously.

After thinking about it, I deliberately taught Kuang Xiqing to transfer her back to my side, and I deliberately mentioned Jiang Zhuo, intending to praise her well: "Yes, fortunately, there are Jiang guards along the way to protect me......"

Unexpectedly, as soon as I got up, I saw that the person who was still smiling gently suddenly had a cold face, and the fold in his hand was "snapped", and my heart also "chuckled" - did I touch her scales somewhere?

I racked my brains to think about it, but I didn't have a clue.