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"Without me, the Xiangguo Mansion that supports the crown prince will still be uprooted by King Qin"

"Xiangguofu is a stumbling block to King Qin's accession to the throne, so the person you hate shouldn't be me"

The trembling bamboo branches have long been drowned in the night outside the window, and when she closes her eyes, she will always see bloody relatives, and the people who keep flashing by and the words of those people make her almost collapse.

Zheng Yuan stared at the top of the tent with her eyes open, but her eyes inadvertently swept to the night of the tent embroidery, she was stunned, because she used to love embroidering night together, no one in Xiangguo's mansion would embroider like her

The yellow oriole at the bottom of the leaf cries, and the day is long and the flocculent is light. Yuanyuan happily shook the flowers and plants in her hand and looked back at her and shouted happily: "Sister, I won again." The girl sitting at the end of the swing and fighting with her had already darkened her face.

She smiled and continued to bow her head to thread the needle, and the eldest sister Zheng Shu came over and glanced at her: "Yo, this pair of night is formed, don't embroider, my father said, this Qingming is not allowed for you to go out, who are you embroidering for?" "Oh, and one more thing, my father has found a new master to teach you! When my father asked him what he was talking to, I took a look behind the curtain and thought it was good...... At least, be honest and settle down, and there will be nothing wrong with it! ”……

She tiptoed to the corners of her skirt, parted the thick bush branches, looked around, saw that there was no one, and hurriedly stepped on the piles of rocks to climb the hollow vermilion wall. The bush branch stretches out of the wall from the gap the size of a pomegranate, and hangs down into Qingpu leisurely, and the veins of the slanting sun on the pu, and from time to time there are small boats swinging by. She reached out and hooked the bush branch full of small lilac flowers, and tied the silk handkerchief embroidered with a pair of nights to it, and the small thorns of the scorpion cut through the fingertips, and one or two drops of blood stained the clean silk

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Unconsciously, the sky was clear, and the corner of her eye entered the figure on the window paper, Zheng Yuan turned her head and saw a clear outline on the window paper that was brightly reflected by the light, and the person was motionless, I don't know how long he stood outside the window. Zheng Yuan slowly sat up, looking at her through the window paper, and the silhouette of the footsteps stepping on the snow in the courtyard faded away

There was a soft creak, and Chunxi and Nikko entered the room together. Chunxi put the food box on the table, walked over and lifted the curtain, stared at Zheng Yuan and frowned: "The lady still looks as haggard as yesterday, is it that the wound hurt last night and she couldn't sleep?" ”

"Hmm," Zheng Yuan nodded. Although he knew that she had a wound on her shoulder, Chunxi didn't seem to know her identity. If the news of her still alive is made public, the people who harbor her will surely not be happy. And Mrs. Wei looked at her eyes and said that she seemed to know her identity, why was it wrong for Mrs. Wei to be so trusted by him, husband and wife were of the same heart. She thought so, and brought up all kinds of pasts

After helping Zheng Yuan wash up, Chunxi opened the food box and brought out a bowl of fragrant crystal soup: "Mrs. Wei specially instructed the slave maid this morning, saying that the lady still needs to eat liquid food today, and also said that the lady loves to eat crystal soup, so let the slave and maid stew some lotus seeds and send it to the lady." Chunxi scooped a spoonful, put it to her lips and blew it, and sent it to Zheng Yuan's lips, Zheng Yuan swallowed it, and tears poured out.

"Isn't it hot?" Chunxi asked.

Zheng Yuan shook her head, she just tasted the taste of the former Xiangguo Mansion from the soup, and when she moved her eyes, she caught a glimpse of Wei Yun. Wei Yun took the jade bowl in Chunxi's hand, retreated from Chunxi, sat on the couch, and fed it himself.

Seeing that Wei Yun's eyes were red and swollen, Zheng Yuan was puzzled, and when Wei Yun brought the spoon to her lips, she turned her face away and didn't want to eat.

Wei Yun sneered, and the spoon in his hand stirred in the jade bowl: "Why doesn't Zheng Niangzi have an appetite, isn't this crystal soup the taste of Xiangguo Mansion that Zheng Niangzi misses?" ”

Zheng Yuan was silent for a moment, but asked Wei Yun: "Others, I don't want to ask Mrs. Wei for advice." I beg Mrs. Wei to tell me where my sister Yuanyuan is. ”

"Sister Ling is now in a safe place, Mrs. Zheng doesn't have to worry about it." Wei Yun didn't tell her where Yuanyuan was, but put down the jade bowl, got up and paced and asked her: "Zheng Niangzi has been in a coma for two days, and it has been two days since she woke up, and she also learned that she was rescued by the old man, but she didn't ask how she was saved by the old man." Could it be that Mrs. Zheng is really not interested in her escape from death and the old person who saved her? ”

Zheng Yuan fell silent when she heard this.

"Before Zheng's mansion was copied, Zheng Niangzi could be martyred with her mother, but why was she not martyred? Isn't it for revenge and goodbye to your sweetheart? However, when Zheng Niangzi found out that the person she was thinking about was actually the executioner sent by His Majesty to raid the house, she couldn't help but be disheartened. What's even more hateful is that the person came to take her into the palace, so in front of everyone, Zheng Niangzi was indignant and scolded loudly. Everyone present knew that the man had served in Xiangguo's Mansion for six years, and he was also an old acquaintance with Zheng Niangzi, thinking that he would take care of the old feelings and persuade Zheng Niangzi with all his heart, but unexpectedly, that person actually shot Zheng Niangzi with an arrow because of a few foul words from Zheng Niangzi. ”

Seeing the fluorescent flickering in Zheng Yuan's eyes, Wei Yun continued: "Some people are thinking, in terms of reason, that person is ungrateful, crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, ruthless. Some people are thinking, good kill! The lady of the Zheng family has a deep hatred in the sea of blood, and if she is favored by His Majesty with a heart of disobedience, she will inevitably make waves in the future, and there will be endless troubles in the future.

Critics and detractors would not have thought that his move was really saving Mrs. Zheng. He shot Zheng Niangzi's shoulder, and the shoulder should not be fatal, I don't know if Zheng Niangzi remembers, he fell to the ground and was picked up by him, at that time, he quickly sealed several acupuncture points behind Zheng Niangzi with a silver needle, causing Zheng Niangzi to fake death and the people present saw that he held the arrow and stabbed it deep again, almost piercing Zheng Niangzi's shoulder bone, so when Li Conghe came to probe his nose, Zheng Niangzi did not breathe. Everyone knows that Li Conghe is His Majesty's dog, Li Conghe thinks that Zheng Niangzi is dead, who would think that Zheng Niangzi is not dead.

Then, someone carried Zheng Niangzi's 'body' down, and after an autopsy, she was burned in a bag

It's no easy thing to say in a few words. The people who can touch Zheng Niangzi's 'corpse' are not counted on ten fingers, and they must be foolproof, and the middle layer of deployment is painstaking and laborious

Now there is another crime of harboring, what do you say he has done so much? ”

Zheng Yuan's heart spasmed.

Thinking that Qu Boyao was already in the palace at this time, Wei Yun's pacing became more and more urgent, and he quickly approached to hold Zheng Yuan's hand and burst into tears: "Unexpectedly, Your Majesty is still suspicious of your death, and summoned him to the palace today." He told me last night that if he can't come back this afternoon, when the smoke is gone, let me dismiss the people in the house and take you away."

Recalling the outline on the window paper, Zheng Yuan's body trembled.

"Slut!" The scolding of righteous indignation rose outside, and Menghua entered with great momentum, rushing towards Zheng Yuan.

"Menghua!" Wei Yun hurriedly stopped it, but was pushed to the ground by Menghua, Menghua rushed forward, grabbed Zheng Yuan's hair, and then raised his hand to slap Zheng Yuan's face: "Slut!" You are the princess of Wei who has passed Wending, your husband is now in Ningzhou County, he is not dead, you are so dependent on other people's mansions and not leaving! And kill the man who saved you! ”

"Menghua!" Wei Yun gritted his teeth and broke Menghua's hand: "You stop me!" ”

Menghua didn't let go, and kept whispering: "Slut! A broom star that kills loved ones! Killed your father and siblings, how can you still have the face to live? I also want to kill Xiangye and the entire right Xiangfu! ”

"Maniac!" Zheng Yuan glared fiercely at Menghua, who was grabbing her hair, grabbed her wrist and resisted her stubbornly.

Wei Yun slapped it, Meng Hua let go, covered her face, sobbed, looked at Zheng Yuan, who was staring at her, and cried to Wei Yun: "Sister, look, her conscience was really eaten by dogs!" The entire right minister's mansion was about to die because of her, and she stayed out of it as if nothing happened. ”

"Shut up!" Wei Yun reprimanded.

Menghua's sobs grew louder and louder.

Zheng Yuan brushed away the messy hair that was torn off and covered her face, looked at Menghua with white eyes, and said calmly: "Do you think I am willing to live now?" If you go to the high platform and look out, and see the smoke rising at noon, and he does not return, you will have my head cut off and sent to the palace. His Majesty asked him to take me into the palace in the first place, but he just wanted to test his loyalty. If His Majesty is annoyed today, he is also annoyed that he is unfaithful. If he kills me, he can show his loyalty to His Majesty, and if he pleads in front of His Majesty, he may be able to save the lives of the people in the house. If, by the time my head is presented to His Majesty, your grandfather is unfortunately dead, then there is nothing I can do! ”

"Xiangye can't come back today! I'm going to rip out your heart! Menghua gritted his teeth and hurriedly pushed the door and went upstairs.

"Zheng Niangzi Mo is as knowledgeable as Menghua, she is this kind of character." Wei Yun wiped his eyes, heard the sound of leakage in the corner of the house, and couldn't help but suppress his chest: "Xiangye Ji people have their own natural appearance, and they will definitely be fine." ”

After Wei Yun went out, he called Chunxi in. Seeing Zheng Yuan's unkempt hair, Chunxi asked in surprise, "What happened?" The lady's hair and the lady's eyes are red, are you crying" Chunxi stepped forward and carefully stroked the red marks on her face: "The slave maid just saw Mrs. Lu coming out of the lady's room angrily, isn't she?" ”

Zheng Yuan grabbed her hand and said with a smile: "Can you help me comb my hair?" ”

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"The lady's hair is so good, black and smooth."

Zheng Yuan sat upright, carefully looking at the person in the bronze mirror, and Chunxi's voice came from above her head: "When I was a child, I saw my mother combing my sister's hair, but I always heard her sighing. ”

"Sigh for what?"

"There is a saying in my mother's hometown that if you put a wooden comb on the hair of your unmarried daughter, regardless of it, it can automatically slide off and continue to hair, then the daughter must have a good marriage in the future, and she can grow old with her husband, my sister's hair is not good, and the comb teeth are always stuck in the hair and do not move. Later, my family failed, my sister and I were not official slaves, and many families were changed, my sister and I were separated, and now I don't know how my sister is doing. Chunxi said, putting the wooden comb on Zheng Yuan's hair, but the wooden comb was stuck. Chunxi was stunned, picked up the wooden comb again and changed the place to grate, the wooden comb automatically slipped down this time, and fell to the ground, Chunxi happily picked it up: "The lady has a good marriage." ”

Zheng Yuan smiled, and the mirror image presented in her eyes became more and more blurred.

"What kind of bun does the lady want to comb?"

"You decide."

"Then comb Lingyun's bun"

"Comb it, do you think the lady looks good? If you don't rejoice, the slave and maid will recomb for the lady. ”

"Beautiful." Estimating that the hour was approaching, Zheng Yuan turned back to Chunxi and said, "Can you help me go to the court for a walk?" ”

Chunxi glanced at the goose feather snow floating outside the window, frowned and said: "Don't go out, it's snowing outside again, there is still daylight this morning, this day is really fast, the lady's shoulder injury has not healed, it is better to stay in the house." ”

Zheng Yuan insisted on going out, but Chunxi hurriedly found a silk umbrella and carefully helped her down the jade steps to enter the court.

The snowflakes that fell in the mountains continued to obscure people's eyes, and faintly, Zheng Yuan seemed to see the first wisps of cooking smoke rising, winding in the north wind and rushing into the dark oppressive sky.

After standing in the courtyard for a while, Zheng Yuan met Wei Yun, who had returned from wandering outside the door for a long time. As if she had lost her soul, Wei Yun walked towards her dejectedly, and ordered Chunxi in a calm tone: "You retreat!" Chunxi glanced at Zheng Yuan tremblingly, and hesitated to retreat.

"It's almost noon, Xiangye is afraid that he won't be able to come back" Wei Yun sobbed and said: "You go and pack your things, and when I dismiss the people in the house, I will take you away." ”

"Let's go? Where to go? I don't want to owe him. Zheng Yuan raised her head, saw the smoke everywhere, and walked forward past Wei Yun.

"Where are you going?" Wei Yun hurriedly grabbed her: "Wait and see." ”

"Wait, wait!"

Wei Yun turned around, but saw Menghua standing with his sword in his hand, and his eyes hunted Zheng Yuan in a line: "Sister, now, we can only save Xiangye by killing her." ”

Wei Yun hurriedly stepped forward to protect Zheng Yuan behind him.

"Sister, what are you doing? Could it be that Xiangye wants to die because of her? Is it possible to bury the lives of the entire prime minister's house? Menghua approached step by step, "Sister can't be a woman's kindness now." Meng Huaying's eyebrows were raised, and she raised the long sword in her hand, the sword light shot into her scarlet eyes, and she turned the blade of the sword, and actually smashed the snowflakes that had just fallen in the air.

Wei Yun grabbed her hand holding the sword: "Menghua don't, if you hurt her, Xiangye won't forgive you!" ”

"Get out of here!" Menghua stretched out his foot and easily tripped Wei Yun to the ground, and calmly stepped over Wei Yun, his eyes were sharp, and his wrist spun.

Zheng Yuan only felt a fierce cold wind on her face, forcing her to not open her eyes, staggered back two steps, and when she opened her eyes, Menghua's long sword was already against her throat.