Huang Jiu raised his forehead and said in a low voice: "I'm tired, you can go back." ”

Huang San walked away without saying a word, Huang Yan sat for a long time before standing up, and took a deep look at Huang Jiu: "Xiao Jiu'er, now you have to be calm and calm, take care of yourself." ”

The corners of Huang Jiu's lips hooked up a touch of helplessness: "The brothers are back, and it is time for me to be the head of the Huang family." ”

Seeing that Huang Yan frowned and was silent, Huang Jiu suddenly stood up, staggered to the edge of the warm collapse, looked at the wind and snow flying outside, and said: "Jiu'er just hopes that all the brothers can work together, don't let my Huang family be ruined here." ”

Huang Yan hesitated for a long time before nodding and saying, "Naturally not." ”

After Huang Yan left, Huang Jiu stared at the snow outside the window for a long time, knowing that his whole body was beginning to be cold and sore, and he couldn't even move before he struggled to get up.

Changxiao hurriedly stepped forward to help: "Niangniang, you slow down." ”

"When did the fourth master leave?"

"You've been gone for a long time, and before leaving, you told the slave and maid not to disturb you. This didn't even delay the finished plum blossom cake and didn't take it away. ”

"Didn't I tell you to cook that parrot? When to call you to prepare plum blossom cake? ”

Long laughed and was stunned, bowing his head and not daring to make a sound.

Huang Jiu glanced at the long smile, and then at the plum blossom cake that was already cold on the table, and said, "I don't even know when you came back." The fourth brother said that he was in love with the plum blossom cake you made, so you should go and send it to the house for him. ”

With a long smile and eyebrows, he revealed a lot of joy, and hurriedly said, "Yes." ”

Huang Jiu shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Don't think I don't know your mind. It's just that my fourth brother's mind may not be something you can figure out, and this time he must come back for another purpose. I'm putting you next to him like a sheep's mouth, are you willing to do this? ”

Chang smiled and blurted out: "Niangniang, the fourth master is not that kind of person. ”

Huang Jiu sneered: "It seems that you have already made up your mind to follow him." ”

Changxiao was taken aback by Huang Jiu, and knelt on the ground as soon as he bent his knees: "Niangniang atons for her sins, the slave and maid dare not climb high, I just hope to serve Niangniang for a lifetime." ”

Huang Jiu shook off the hand that Chang Xiao was holding and stood up, but the soreness on his body had not yet passed, and he was shaking and almost couldn't stand.

"Don't dare to climb high?"

Huang Jiu's voice was soaked with coldness, and he heard a long laugh and a cold sweat on his back. You must know that Huang Jiu's mind is only ruthless, and he will never allow people around him who will have two hearts to save zài. Thinking of this, Changxiao had no choice but to kowtow on the ground, and mourned: "Niangniang atons for her sins, Niangniang spares her life, Changxiao is only loyal to Niangniang, and never dares to have other thoughts." ”

Huang Jiu suddenly laughed, as if he had heard a big joke. Soon it was quiet again, and the corners of her mouth smiled at Chang Xiao, who was kneeling at her feet, she looked at Chang Xiao's back so fixedly, but she seemed to be looking at others through such a humble back.

The silence in the Kunning Palace was terrifying, and I could only hear the sound of long laughter and kowtowing louder, dull and dull back and forth in the quiet and somewhat weird palace.

"Send the plum blossom cake to the fourth brother's mansion." Huang Jiu said suddenly.

He smiled and kowtowed, and looked at Huang Jiu blankly, not knowing how to react. Huang Jiu didn't even have the heart to take one more look at the long smile, turned around and walked to the edge of the warm collapse and sat down.

Changxiao waited for a long time and didn't see Huang Jiu have any other orders, so he had to go down with the plate of plum blossom cake that was already cold.

Huang Jiu looked at the back of Chang Xiao outside the window, at this time the sky was already dark, and a thick layer of snow had accumulated on the ground, and Chang Xiao's footsteps were hurried, and there was a creaking echo of one foot deep and one shallow.

Such a voice sounded extremely sarcastic in Huang Jiu's ears.

She picked up the Buddhist beads that were thrown on the table, closed the window, personally held a few more red candles, closed her eyes and counted the Buddhist beads and recited the Buddha Sutra.

Huang Jiu only felt that the temperature on his body was receding little by little, as cold as the bricks and tiles in this Kunning Palace.

After a long time, a gust of wind swept in and blew out a few red candles in the room, Huang Jiu suddenly opened her eyes, half-hung on the collapsed leg was unconscious, she unconsciously called: "Long laugh? ”

No one answered.

At this time, Changxiao may have already arrived in the Huangfu Mansion, if there is no accident, Huangfu will not let go of such an opportunity. Her fourth brother looks suave and a decent gentleman, but he will not escape the beauty after all.

Only a long smile is the most reassuring thing for her.

"Daddy, Jiu'er is also forced to do this." Huang Jiu muttered like this, and fell asleep in his unrelenting clothes......

At this time, in the Changyu Palace, Ning Ge was still looking at the bowl of pigeon soup in front of him, holding a porcelain spoon in his hand and knocking on the edge of the bowl again and again.

Calling the moon said: "It's surprising today, this pigeon soup is sent from Kunning Palace." The slave and maid deliberately tested the poison with a silver needle, but there was no reaction, Niangniang, what do you think is the idea that this queen mother can get to the bottom? ”

Ning Ge took off the lid and knocked on the thin pigeon in the soup bowl, his whole body was transparent and blood-red, his head hooked in his wings, and he had not been disemboweled.

Obviously, this is suffocation.

The soup stewed from the stuffy pigeon is also the most nutritious, but why is she stunned when she looks at this soup.

After taking a spoon and hooking the pigeon's head to look at it, Ning Ge suddenly put down the spoon again and pushed the soup bowl in front of him.

"Take it down and pour it down, and bury this bird under the roots of a tree." Ning Ge frowned.

Calling the moon was curious: "Birds? ”

"Look at this crown, it is clear which parrot is in the palace and what kind of pigeon it is. Huang Jiu is reminding me that this parrot is afraid that it will end up like this. "Ningge is funny.

Calling the moon gasped, and looked carefully at the bird in the soup bowl, it was really not a pigeon, where was there a pigeon with such a big crown on its head?

"Niangniang, what can I do about this, this thing was rewarded from Kunning Palace, wouldn't this be lost to others?"

"Go at night, bury it under the osmanthus tree in the courtyard, don't let anyone know."

"That'...... Do you want to tell the emperor? Zhao Yue picked up the soup bowl and prepared to withdraw, as if she remembered something and asked Ning Ge in a low voice.

Ning Ge hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "This little thing, there is no need to work for the emperor." Do as I say, and I'll do the rest. ”

Calling the moon pursed her lips, she stopped talking, and went down with a soup bowl.

Ning Ge sat in the candlelight, and suddenly remembered that Jinpalai, who had been silent in his sleeve for a long time, hurriedly took it out and looked at it.

During the day, because of Feng Yufei and Huang Yan, I didn't pay attention to what this brocade was wrapping, but now I got closer to the light and took a look, but it was familiar for no reason.

As soon as Jinpa shook it open, a few neatly folded envelopes fell out of it, and the vertical handwriting was beautiful and lovely, and every stroke was in deep meaning, just looking at the handwriting, you could think of the person who wrote the mood was flying, and the pen was spiritual.

Ning Ge looked at the handwriting with a faint thin gold style, and thought that it must have come from everyone's beautiful hand.

It's just that her attention is not all on the envelope, but on the square lopa in her hand.

It's just a women's sweat towel, but the fabric is cold to the touch, slippery and can't be touched. And what surprised Ning Ge was the embroidery on the handkerchief, embroidered on both sides with exactly the same mandarin duck playing in the water, and the eyes of the mandarin ducks looking at each other were even more affectionate and fascinating.

It's just that the surrounding area of this ropa is embroidered with layers of vines, and the oil seems to be printed on the naropa.

Ning Ge was shocked, and suddenly remembered that on the day of the Queen Mother's funeral, the three concubines were present, and one of them was good-looking and much younger than the concubine Liang who was standing at the forefront.

Ning Ge still remembered that that day, Concubine Shu had exquisite makeup, and she always inadvertently wiped the corners of her eyes with Luo Pa and pretended to cry.

At that time, she also deliberately paid attention to the Luopa in the man's hand, which was the vine entanglement and the embroidery was exquisite. Isn't it the same as the Fang Luopa that Gu Lun gave himself in front of him?

Look closely, there is a blank space at the tip of the mandarin duck's wings, which is embroidered with a very small word "Hui", and there is also an inconspicuous blank at the tip of the other mandarin duck's wings, which is embroidered with three horizontal bars.

If these three horizontal bars are talking about Huang San, then the word "Hui" at the tip of this wing is not the palace person who is with Huang San**?

Could it be the concubine Niangniang I saw that day?

"This person is from the palace, but Gu Lun is not familiar with the Fengling Kingdom Palace, and he doesn't know who it is. As long as he makes a little effort to expose him to the charge of fornicating with the palace concubine, the emperor will definitely be able to follow the opportunity to put him to death. ”

Gu Lun's words were still in his ears, and Ning Ge's heart was like a million bells and drums ringing in unison, beating in a panic.

She grabbed Nalopa tightly and looked carefully at the envelope wrapped in Ropari.

Inside the envelope, unsurprisingly, were some obscure love poems.

"The courtyard is deeply locked candlesticks, and you come up from the sky of Lang Ma, and once you find the colorful clouds, you don't make dry grass and flow fireflies."

The inscription is the word "Hui" at the tip of the mandarin duck's wings.

Jun Zilang Ma, could it be that this person is a childhood sweetheart with Huang San? Ning Ge carefully folded the letter paper in his hand, and carefully tucked the Luo Pa in his hand, frowning and thinking about the demeanor of Concubine Shu that day, when it comes to age, it is similar to Huang San, if it is a childhood sweetheart, it may not be untrustworthy.

It's just that most of the palace concubines have been canonized after entering the palace, and they have long abandoned the name of the boudoir and followed the royal surname. Fortunately, the goal is only set on Concubine Shu, as long as you work hard, you can easily know who is tied to the two ends of this letter?

Thinking like this, Ning Ge's mood suddenly improved, and he fiddled with the tea set on the table and smiled: "Huang San, you finally have a handle in my hand." Let me show you what it means to be unspeakable. ”

"Bang!" The teacup fell heavily on the table, and the tea inside spilled out, sprinkled with Ning Song all over his hands. It's just that Ning Ge didn't realize it......