Chapter 107: Sands Between the Fingers
In Chu Xuanyu's study, Mu Qing was reporting the results of his investigation of those assassins.
"Those people were obviously trained, and there were no markings on them, and there was nothing special about the weapons they used, nor the clothing."
Chu Xuanyu sat on the chair and tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest, "Cause of death!" β
"Back to the prince, he died of poisoning." Mu Qing replied in a deep voice.
"Poisoned ......" he got up and paced back and forth in the study, and after a few moments, he turned around.
"Have you ever found out what kind of poison it is?"
Mu Qing thought for a while, "If the subordinates are not mistaken, it should be just ordinary poison, hide the poison in your teeth in advance, and if the task fails, chew it immediately, so that there will be no living mouth." β
"Proof!"
"Listening to the princess and the accompanying guards, those people never said a word from beginning to end, presumably, one is afraid of accidentally biting the poison, and the other is afraid that people will distinguish the voice, and later, the subordinates checked again, and their mouths were obviously corroded, which was caused by the poison, so it can be determined that this matter was deliberately done by someone."
Mu Qing is worthy of being Chu Xuanyu's most trusted person, his calmness, wisdom, and the details of his analysis of the incident are exactly what Chu Xuanyu appreciates.
"On purpose? Who did Ling'er provoke? Do you have to kill her? Chu Xuanyu muttered to himself.
As a bystander, Mu Qing saw some things more thoroughly than Chu Xuanyu, if Yu Ling died, who would benefit the most?
Of course, he is just a guard, and it is his duty to protect the safety of his master, and as for the struggle in the backyard, it is not his duty as a guard. However, if anyone wants to make waves under his nose, he Mu Qing. Won't sit idly by.
"This matter, continue to investigate, and besides, this king wants to train a group of dead soldiers to Ling'er, what do you think?"
Mu Qing listened to Chu Xuanyu's words, raised his head, and looked at him puzzled. "Why is the prince like this?"
Thinking of Yu Ling, Chu Xuanyu's eyes were full of love, "In order not to let her be hurt again." I want to keep her under my wings, that's all. β
Mu Qing has never loved anyone, and he can't experience the feeling of loving someone, so. What Chu Xuanyu did. I can't understand it.
"The prince plans to choose from the guards in the palace, or ......"
"Alternative!"
He wants to give Yu Ling a big surprise, so that even if he is not by her side, he can protect her well.
"Yes, my subordinates will do it!"
Mu Qing left the study, and Chu Xuanyu suddenly remembered that he was going to accompany Yu Ling back to the Prime Minister's Mansion today.
"It's broken, it's broken. How did you forget about this stubble? β
He patted his forehead and opened the door. Hurriedly walked out.
Yu Ling and Lu'er had been waiting for him for a long time, and when they couldn't wait for him to come out, Lu'er was a little anxious.
"Mother, why hasn't my father come yet? Will grandparents, grandmothers, and aunts be in a hurry? β
"No, your father should be coming soon." Yu Ling touched his head.
As he was talking, Chu Xuanyu rushed over and saw his wife and children waiting next to the carriage.
"Father is late!" The deer shouted.
Chu Xuanyu picked up Lu'er with an apologetic face, "I'm sorry, my father was wrong, as a punishment, I won't let Lu'er practice calligraphy today, how about it?" β
When Lu'er heard this, this idea was good, and he hurriedly agreed, "Okay, Lu'er has to have fun today, and my father is not allowed to let Lu'er recite poems." β
"Yes, my father agreed."
The deer cheered, in fact, the child is so easily satisfied, as long as you grasp his psychology, and then appropriate temptation, soon, he will surrender.
These little conspiracies and tricks, how could they hide Yu Ling's eyes, watching the big fox bully the little fox, she could only laugh.
"Alright, it's getting late, it's time to go." Yu Ling urged.
"Let's go, go see my grandparents!" Lu'er was excited, to be honest, he had wanted to run out to play for a long time, and he had seen enough of facing that old-fashioned Mrs. Meng all day long.
In this way, the family of three got into the carriage and drove towards the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Yu Lingxi has restrained her temperament a lot since she was rejected by Chu Xuanjing, and the dilapidated primary school is still reading loudly every day, but it is no longer Chu Xuanjing who comes to her every other day, but the second son of the Xiao family, Xiao Zhaoying.
"Xiao Gongzi, aren't you busy?"
"I'm not busy, I learned that Miss Yu was here, so I rushed here."
Yu Lingxi saw that he often came to him, and felt a little embarrassed, Xiao Zhao was good at English, knowledgeable, and his opinions on the future plans of these little beggars coincided with his own, plus his grandfather was an old general, and his brother was now guarding the border passes, and the court also attached great importance to his family, and intended to train him to join the ranks, if he really won in one fell swoop, it would be a promising future!
It's just that Yu Lingxi doesn't understand that their Xiao family, all of them are military generals, burly, five big and three thick, rough and arrogant, but when it comes to him, how can he be a literati?
is still white and pure, and his writing is weak, if it weren't for his appearance being the same as that of the eldest son of the Xiao family, I don't know, I think he picked it up.
"Oh."
Yu Lingxi suddenly had nothing to say, she scratched her head, stared to the side, and looked around, but she didn't dare to look at him.
If it was before, she would definitely talk non-stop, now, this person has a marriage contract with herself, although His Majesty has not agreed, but this is also a matter of time, when she thinks that the person in front of her is her fiancΓ©, she feels embarrassed.
"Miss Yu, we ...... Let's go out for a walk? β
Yu Lingxi wanted to refuse, but nodded instead, "Okay." β
The two were on the street, Xiao Zhaoying looked at her from time to time, but Yu Lingxi kept her head down, and she looked shy, as if she had done something wrong.
There was osmanthus candy for sale on the side of the road, Yu Lingxi stopped, took a look, she remembered that Chu Xuanjing had bought it for her in order to make her happy, the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously, and when she thought of him rejecting herself that day, her face collapsed again.
There was a cloudy and sunny face on this face, and it all fell into Xiao Zhaoying's eyes, "Miss Yu, what's wrong with you?" β
Yu Lingxi came back to his senses, realized that he was out of shape, and hurriedly shook his head, "No, it's okay, let's go." β
Xiao Zhaoying smiled, "We're so aimless, when are we going to go?" β
yes, when and where are you going? She didn't know either.
"Let's go to the Evening Maple Bridge." It's quieter there.
"Okay, Miss Yu said that wherever she went, Xiao would go." Yu Lingxi was a little surprised, this person is so easy to talk to?
Looking at his warm smile, she felt that, in fact, Xiao Zhaoying was not bad, she could slowly accept him and forget all about the past!
She shook her head and smiled bitterly.
In late autumn, the maple leaves on the side of the late maple bridge are red, and from a distance, they look like a tree flame, so dazzling.
Yu Lingxi sat under the maple tree and picked up a maple leaf, "All the flowers have fallen, and the red leaves of a tree are burning." β
"Whoever has mercy on his strength will be spared." Xiao Zhaoying took the second half of the poem, and Yu Lingxi looked up at him incredulously.
He smiled, reached out and plucked the maple leaf that fell on her hair, then sat beside her, and put the red leaf in the palm of Yu Lingxi's hand, "The sand that can't be held, why don't you raise it?" β
She stared blankly at the red leaf in her hand, it turned out that he knew what was going on in his heart.
Yu Lingxi understood, Chu Xuanjing is the sand in his hand, the tighter he grasps it, the more he can't hold it, since it is a burden to keep it, it is better to let him go with the wind!
"Thank you."
(To be continued.) )