Chapter Seventy-Seven: Collision

Xin Zixu's movements paused, and there was a rare serious look on his face: "It's really irretrievable?" ”

Jun Su lowered his head, looked at his white hands, and sighed faintly: "He is no longer suitable to sit in that seat." Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoThose two won't be patient for long. A coup d'Γ©tat is only a matter of time. ”

Ye Jiu and Xuan Yue are not from the Imperial Hospital after all, even if the Queen Mother intends to make Xuan Yue an imperial doctor, but before the official will is down, it is not convenient for Xuan Yue and Ye Jiu to stay in the Imperial Hospital for a long time.

After all, the imperial hospital is connected to the harem, and dozens of palace concubines of Emperor Junqi live.

In the evening, after Ye Jiu laid out the situation in the palace through Ziqing's hand, Xuan Yue said that Chun Zhaorong was fine.

There was no reason to stay, and the two received the emperor's reward and were escorted all the way out of the palace by several Praetorian Guards.

Back at the inn, Ye Jiu saw Shuxiang waiting at the door with a nervous face, and after thinking about it for a while, he already had a guess in his heart.

Walking leisurely into the lobby of the inn, I found that the atmosphere in the hall was a little strange. It was dinner time, and this best inn in the imperial capital was so clean.

Seeing a middle-aged man sitting at a table wearing a dark blue brocade robe, a sharp glow quickly flashed in Ye Jiu's eyes.

At this time, the middle-aged man who came to the Changle Inn in civilian clothes and cleared the inn, Ye Jiu only thought about it for a while, and then determined the identity of the person who came.

Ye Shangwen finally met. Strictly speaking, this is the first time she has met this high-ranking and powerful Zuo Prime Minister of the Great Zhou State.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Ye Shangwen put down the teacup in his hand, turned his head to look, and saw a young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, walking towards him in a noble manner.

On the table, his hand holding the tea cup tightened slightly, squinting at Ye Jiu, and his heart was shocked.

He is an old fritter who has been in officialdom for a long time, and many times, even a person who is close to each other can roughly sense whether that person is dangerous or not.

Ye Jiu's eyes were filled with a casual smile, the corners of his mouth hooked up a lazy arc, and his pace seemed to be idle and casual, but he could feel a strong oppressive force on Ye Jiu.

He can't put into words a reason for this feeling, it is a kind of perceptual judgment that he has naturally exercised after decades of experience and ups and downs in power.

There was no need to ask at all, he had already made clear the identity of the person who came in his heart.

The one who quietly came to the imperial capital, visited Jingzhao Mansion with great fanfare, and put the housekeeper in the mansion on death row, saying that it was his concubine who had been lost for nine years - Ye Jiu.

Even if she counts her age, this girl is only fourteen years old, but it makes him instinctively have a sense of crisis.

It seems that he made the right decision, and such a danger should be brought back to the mansion and put under his nose. If he can use it, if he can't, he will quietly obliterate her.

Coming out of the imperial capital, she was not accustomed to the water and soil, and died of illness, all of this is a natural thing, as long as this girl is cut off from the outside world, she will become a puppet in her hand, at his mercy.

If you put it outside, you don't know what kind of waves it will set off.

It's okay if she doesn't target the Prime Minister's Mansion, if she targets the Prime Minister's Mansion, she will win with a surprise move like before, and her strength in the imperial capital will hurt her muscles and bones.

At the same time that Ye Shangwen looked at Ye Jiu, Ye Jiu was also looking at Ye Shangwen, seeing the jealousy in his eyes, the smile on the corner of Ye Jiu's lips deepened, and his eyes flowed slightly.

She curtsied her knees and symbolically performed the etiquette of a daughter's house.

"Lord Zuo Xiang."

If she hadn't seen the secret in the thousand machine boxes, she would still be willing to make a false mistake and call Ye Shangwen her father.

But at this time, she didn't call him by his name, but called him Zuo Xiang, which was already the biggest promotion to him. After all, there are many things that she has to borrow the identity of this old fox.

When she was still Ouyang Bing, she knew that her mother had a sister-in-law who she longed for.

At that time, her mother often told her about getting along with her sister when she was a child. She could feel the strong friendship between the sisters from her mother's words.

Naturally, I felt a lot of affection for the aunt who occupied a large part of my mother's heart, but I didn't have the opportunity to see her.

Maybe it's really the providence of heaven in the dark, she never thought that the mother of this body turned out to be the aunt who made her mother miss her heart.

And Ye Shangwen, even if he is not the culprit who killed his aunt, is also an accomplice.

How can she recognize the enemy as her father, as soon as she calls out the word father, she is afraid that under Jiuquan, her mother and aunt will be restless.

Ye Shangwen let go of the hand holding the tea cup, slowly got up from his seat, took a few steps towards Ye Jiu and stood still, staring at her silently for a moment before he spoke: "Since you are back, let's go back to the house with Benxiang." ”

It was a commanding tone, and after speaking, Ye Jiu walked towards the outside of the inn one step ahead.

Seeing that Ye Jiu was dressed in men's clothes, and because Ye Jiu stopped Xuan Yue and didn't let him in, even if Ye Shangwen knew about Xuan Yue's entry into the palace, he didn't think that Ye Jiu and Xuan Yue were related for a while.

I just thought that Ye Jiu was dressed like this because he was playful and went out shopping.

"Wait."

After Ye Shangwen took a few steps, Ye Jiu slowly turned around and stopped him when he was about to step out of the inn.

Ye Shangwen stopped and turned around in displeasure.

Ye Jiu looked at Ye Shangwen's cold and hard face, frowned, met his puzzled eyes, chuckled, and asked, "Lord Zuo, when did I promise to go back to the house with you?" ”

She is not afraid of offending Ye Shangwen, her identity is destined to Ye Shangwen to do nothing to her on the surface.

As for secretly, she had already made up her mind to find trouble with Ye Shangwen and seek justice for her aunt, how could she be afraid that Ye Shangwen would act against her.

On the contrary, she was expecting Ye Shangwen to make a move on her.

In her opinion, Ye Shangwen is a pool of calm water, and if the water does not flow, she will not dare to enter the water easily. Therefore, she wanted to provoke Ye Shangwen and force him to make a move.

Ye Shangwen naturally didn't know Ye Jiu's plans, and he was indeed angry because of Ye Jiu's disobedience.

No matter what she said about Ye Jiu, there was a deep-rooted concept in his heart: Ye Jiu was his daughter.

As a daughter, you must not disobey your father.

"Ye Jiu, Benxiang has already come to pick you up in person, don't take an inch. If you don't return to the Prime Minister's Mansion, you don't have any identity, how can you gain a foothold in this imperial capital? Ye Shangwen asked, his tone already dyed with obvious anger.

Ye Jiu walked unhurriedly to a table, sat down leisurely, and poured himself a cup of tea.

After moistening her throat, she raised her eyes to look at Ye Shangwen again, with contempt in her eyes: "Do you think that I value the identity of Zuo Xiang's daughter-in-law?" ”