Xiao Cuo is used to playing treasure in front of Fu Ying on weekdays to make her happy, but Fu Ying looked at his tall back, felt his momentum like a sharp blade quenching ice, and suddenly had some strangeness to this handsome and indifferent man.

The current Xiao Cuo is awe-inspiring when he is so sharp, and his back is cold.

The person next to the pillow is still like this, let alone others?

Sima Xin was steady, although he was also shocked by Xiao Cuo's appearance, he still smiled and did not show it.

The most obvious performance is the second prince.

Even if he lowered his face and forced himself to show a steady and indifferent appearance, he still couldn't hide the fear in his eyes that couldn't be dispersed.

This is the first time that the second prince has faced such a Xiao Cuo, even though he originally knew that Xiao Cuo was not a good match, when they fought together in southern Xinjiang in the past, they had seen his ruthlessness to the enemy more than once. At that time, because he was on the same team, he never imagined that he would be where he is today. Now under Xiao Cuo's clear gaze, which seemed to be in control of everything, the second prince couldn't help but look away.

"Prince Xiang is angry." Sima Xin turned over and was about to dismount, but General Zhao hurriedly helped him.

At the same time, Archer also led the horse back to Xiao Cuo's side.

"Prince Xiang came in a hurry at night, and the road must have been hard." Sima Xin walked three steps in front of Xiao Cuo and stood still in the distance.

Xiao Cuo raised half of the corners of his lips, and said with a playful smile: "Well, it's very hard, the imperial brother is sick, and the second prince hurried back to deal with the affairs of the court, but there is no news at all, this king is afraid that there will be villains and thieves who are not good for the Xiao family, so he has to quickly mobilize troops and horses to surround Kyoto." He hurried back with his people. ”

looked at General Zhao again, and looked at the young man with a red face: "I just didn't expect that an iron-clad man like General Zhao would be willing to lead a horse and fall into a stool for Prime Minister Sima Cheng, which really surprised the king." And His Royal Highness the Second Prince, how can he also relive his old life in the army with Prime Minister Sima Cheng? ”

The second prince didn't dodge this time, but just shook his head at Xiao Cuo.

At that moment, people couldn't see any deep meaning in it, but it was very innocent.

Sima Xin said with a smile: "The prince and princess have worked hard, why don't you go back to the city to rest first?" ”

"Naturally, Prime Minister Sima Cheng seems to be entertaining distinguished guests?" Xiao Cuo chuckled lightly and said sharply: "Could it be that you treat us as guests?" ”

"Don't dare. Can't. The old minister is loyal to the emperor and the Xiao family, the prince is the emperor's younger brother, and the country is also yours, isn't it? The old minister didn't dare to make a mistake. When you go back to Kyoto, you go back to your own home. Naturally, it's up to you to decide whether or not to rest. It's just that. But the old minister has a holy decree here. It needs to be read in the Hall of Heart Cultivation. ”

Divine decree?

Everyone was stunned for a moment when they heard this. Xiao Cuo's face did not move. Fu Ying carefully looked at the second prince's expression and found that the second prince's surprised expression was not fake.

In other words, did the second prince really not know about the existence of this holy decree?

Sima Xin's fearless appearance is really suspicious. But Xiao Cuo was not very worried. Sima Xin's loyalty to the emperor Xiao Cuo is believed in, and it is huge, even if there may be some disobedient forces in it that are ready to move, but it will not be out of the control of the Heavenly Family in the past few days, and the people of their Xiao family are not stupid to such an extent.

The most important thing, Xiao Cuo always felt that there were some strange things in this that he didn't understand. I always feel that a person like the imperial brother who has experienced the wind and rain will inevitably leave behind, and there will never be an emergency situation that there is no way to control and let others slaughter.

"So it's instant."

"That's very good, then the old minister ordered someone to prepare a carriage for the princess?"

"Not necessarily." Xiao Cuo raised his eyebrows, took Fu Ying's hand and held it, raised his eyebrows to look at General Zhao in the Fifth Army Camp, and said, "General Zhao, your people are stationed here to wait for orders." ”

As soon as General Zhao was about to salute, Sima Xin said: "The emperor has an edict that if Prince Xiang returns, the mobilized soldiers and horses can be dispersed." General Zhao led the soldiers of the Chinese army to leave before dawn. ”

"The last will obey." General Zhao does not doubt that he has him, and the salute should be.

Seeing this, Fu Ying's hand holding Xiao Cuo in his sleeve tightened.

The situation is strange and not optimistic.

Xiao Cuo's big hands were dry and warm, the tiger's mouth and palms were covered with thin calluses, and the hand that held Fu Ying back at this time was also tightened, wrapping her soft and slightly cool little hand in the palm, and said with a nonchalant face: "Since it is the imperial brother's dictation, then obey the imperial brother's will." Let's go back to the palace first. The king can't wait to know the will of the royal brother. ”

Everyone got on the horse, Fu Ying still sat in front of Xiao Cuo as he came, the second prince and Prime Minister Sima Cheng were the same, and the group went straight to Kyoto under the escort of the three hundred guards brought by Xiao Cuo, entered the city without hindrance, went straight to the palace, and arrived outside the Heart Cultivation Hall unimpeded.

Xiao Cuo's men and horses also dispersed before entering the palace.

Xiao Cuo took Fu Ying's hand, turned around and instructed a chamberlain: "You go and clean up the wing room where the king lived before, and let the princess go to rest first." ”

The waiter should go. Xiao Cuo instructed Luzhu again: "You are good to serve the princess." ”

This time I came back, because I had to run, and I had to use force if I couldn't keep it, Xiao Cuo could protect Fu Ying, but it was impossible to protect Fu Ying's maidservant, so I brought the female dependents to Bishu Villa and stayed in the villa temporarily.

Xiao Cuo knew that if Sima Xin wanted to say something, it would be inconvenient for a woman's family to listen to it, not to mention that sometimes it was safe to know nothing.

Lu Zhu heard the words and deeds, just like all ordinary maidservants, and respectfully supported Fu Ying: "Princess, please." ”

Fu Ying was not worried about Xiao Cuo, raised his head to look at Xiao Cuo's soothing eyebrows, his lips moved, and finally he still shook his head and said, "Then I'll go rest first." ”

"Okay, let's have dinner later."

"Yes." Fu Ying would do her duty in front of outsiders, bent her knees to Xiao Cuo, and gave a thorough salute to the second prince, and then went to the side hall in the backyard of the Yangxin Palace under the service of Luzhu and surrounded by a cluster of palace people.

Xiao Cuo entered the side hall of the emperor's daily routine with Sima Xin with the second prince and Sima Xin.

When Fu Ying and his entourage left the corner gate. I couldn't help but look back at the back of Xiao Cuo and the second prince who disappeared.

"Princess, don't worry, the prince is the emperor's younger brother, where will there be anything? Maybe the problem will be solved in a moment, and it is not known. ”

"I'm not worried." Fu Ying smiled and shook his head.

Lu Zhu shook his head and said, "Princess, the slave maid will serve you to wash first." She has been serving with Fu Ying for a while, she has been born and died, and she has also experienced strong winds and waves, she has seen Xiao Cuo's feelings for Fu Ying with her own eyes, and she also knows Fu Ying's intentions for Xiao Cuo. Where could she not see that Fu Ying was immersed in the so-called anxiety of the past?

In fact, Fu Ying now really wants to hear what the emperor's will is.

An emperor who fell from accidental poisoning. But in Kyoto, Prime Minister Sima Cheng sat like this. He also left an oracle and a will. Isn't that suspicious?

Could it be that the emperor knew that something would inevitably happen if he went to the summer resort?

This explanation is not scientific!

Where does anyone joke about their bodies?

Could it be that the emperor is faking illness?

Fu Ying thought so, and even more didn't understand, if the emperor was pretending to be sick, and everything had already been arranged in Kyoto City. So what is his purpose? Could it be that the death of the four princes was also in the emperor's plan? Or rather. Was the death of the fourth prince an accident?

Everything that had happened recently poured into Fu Ying's mind at this time. The concatenation of self-care is made into several conjectures.

Fu Ying was still lured back to her senses by the sound of green bamboo's words, and then she found that she was already sitting on a big kang with a bright yellow mattress laid near the window.

"Princess, are you alright?" Luzhu is very worried.

Fu Ying shook his head: "It's okay." It's just that I'm a little tired, but it's okay. ”

"Then the slave and maid have you prepare water first, and serve you to wash and change your clothes."

Luzhu is not as soft and lively as Zhenyu, she rarely talks to people on weekdays, and she knows that she is not like Zhenyu who followed Fu Ying at the beginning, she never wanted to be close to climbing the relationship, so she has been silent and does her job, and now that Zhenyu is not around, she naturally takes over Zhenyu's original affairs, but it is also very appropriate.

After serving Fu Ying, she washed and changed her clothes, combed her hair again, and looked at Fu Ying, who was wearing a goose yellow sprinkled flower waist skirt, and was so beautiful that the flowers in the imperial garden were ashamed, and Lu Zhu smiled: "The princess who lost is naturally beautiful, and the slave is so clumsy, the princess can still be so beautiful." ”

Fu Ying didn't put on makeup, only took a mirror and looked at his hair, his eyes met in the mirror, and he couldn't help but chuckle: "I didn't expect you to make me happy, look at you when you're okay, don't say a word, where did you learn?" ”

If you are a bystander, you will definitely say that it is not an exaggeration of flattery.

But Zhenyu was real, and when she heard this, she took the initiative to tilt her head and think about it, and said, "Well, the slave and maid learned from the prince." ”

Fu Ying was stunned for a moment, sneered, and the bright eyes of Jianshui were bent into crescent moons: "I see, our calm green bamboo has become a small grease mouth, it was all taught by the prince, I will definitely reprimand the prince on your behalf when I go back." ”

Lu Zhu shook his head and said with a red face: "No, the princess is very good to the princess, don't reprimand the princess, that, lest the prince get angry and treat you badly." ”

Fu Ying wanted to laugh more and more when she heard this, but she didn't expect to find out that Luzhu was actually a cute person after talking. On weekdays, he is silent and cold, but he is just wooden.

Fu Ying took Luzhu's hand and smiled, "Thank you." ”

Lu Zhu turned red with a loud voice, and said with a wooden face: "The princess must not be like this, it is really a slave." ”

"No, thank you for it. During these days, you were born and died for me, and you were not less injured, I know it. ”

Actually, that's really her job as a dead man. I never thought that I would get a word of thanks, or the princess's appreciation.

But now looking at the princess with a soft smile like a maid coming out of the painting, listening to her soft voice and thanking her, Luzhu actually felt moved, and shook his head with a red face, but he didn't say anything.

Fu Ying talked to Luzhu for a while, and then ordered the palace people to pass the meal.

Although he was worried about Xiao Cuo's side, he had no other way but to wait.

When the little palace man came with the food box, he heard familiar footsteps outside.

Fu Ying hurriedly got up and went out, and saw Xiao mistakenly on the Danqi.

"Ahh

Xiao Cuo had a gentle smile on his face, took Fu Ying's hand and led her to the side hall: "Are you in a hurry?" ”

"There's no hurry." Fu Ying smiled and sat side by side with him on the kang by the window.

Xiao Cuo smiled: "Not in a hurry? I thought you were grumbling with hunger, just waiting for me to come back and eat together. ”

These words caused the palace maids serving around them to bow their heads and laugh.

Fu Ying slapped him with a red face: "What, where are people anxious about this." ”

"Look, isn't this still anxious?" Xiao Cuo waved his hand casually.

Ah Yuan, who came back from his trip, immediately led the palace people to quickly set up the meal, and then retreated along with the green bamboo, leaving the space in the house to Xiao Cuo and Fu Ying.

Fu Ying looked at the dishes carefully prepared in the imperial dining room on the table, but he had no appetite, and said in a low voice: "What questions did the emperor leave behind?" ”

Xiao Cuo lowered his eyes, but did not answer immediately, first went to the black paint basin shelf to wash his hands, and took a snow-white soft towel to wipe his face

said: "The imperial brother may have expected that there would be today. ”

Although the tone of his words remained unchanged and his complexion was the same as usual, Fu Ying was keenly aware of his complicated and heavy mood.

"Aso ......"

"I'm fine. The imperial brother ordered Sima Xin to stay in Kyoto, and he had already given him various ways to deal with various situations, which showed his trust in Sima Xin. Just now, Sima Xin passed on the emperor's will, changed the Zhu Criticism to the Blue Criticism, and asked me to supervise the country with the second prince. ”

Fu Ying listened, and his heart sank.

What is this situation, the two of them are building the country together, and there are too many things to be entangled, who listens to whom? Is there a consensus of opinion? Or if something is decided, if there is a fault, who is behind the black cauldron?

These troublesome things are really a headache just to listen to.

Moreover, the Zhu Criticism was changed to the Blue Criticism, and the excerpt was issued, and even if the emperor was sick, the courtiers would know about it.

It seems that the emperor knew that he didn't have much time, so he did this?

Aren't you afraid of the turmoil in the Great Zhou?

Fu Ying's mind flashed many thoughts and speculations, but he didn't want Xiao Cuo to continue to be careful, so he just nodded and said, "Then you discuss everything with the second prince, listen to his suggestions more, and discuss everything." Then he asked, "Why didn't the second prince send a message to the villa?" ”

Xiao Cuo sat opposite Fu Ying, handed her the ivory chopsticks, and said: "According to the second prince himself, after returning to Kyoto, he saw Sima Xin, and was told that he could not pass on the message, and this news was blocked by Sima Xin. ”

"Prime Minister Sima blocked, that's what the emperor meant? Could it be that before the emperor fell into a coma, he even expected that the second prince would return to Kyoto? How did the emperor know that he would be unconscious? (To be continued......)