Rong Rongci smiled, but Fran's face changed, and he was a little annoyed: "Princess, what do you say?!" ”

Seeing that Fran seemed to be really angry, Rong Rongci hurriedly suppressed a smile and quickly explained: "It's just a joke, Fran, don't be angry, of course it depends on what you mean, I will never make my own decisions." ”

"Princess!"

As he spoke, Fran had already stood up: "Even if I become an old nun in my life, I will never marry the prince!" Lord Wang, he is your husband, I count on you to be a couple for the rest of your life, no matter who you are, don't want to intervene, let alone I, Fran! ”

Rong Rongci was stunned by Fran's words, and didn't know what to say for a while, just muttered: "Fran ......"

After Fran finished speaking, her eyes were suddenly soaked with mist, and there were tears in her eyes: "I grew up with you, and the friendship is more than sisters, I know that you have to bear too many things, but I don't understand the righteousness of the family and the country, I only know that we are here in Shangyin, and the regent is very good to you, I don't want you to work as hard as before, be wary everywhere, calculate everywhere, I hope that the prince can protect you, not that you are always protecting others......"

After saying these words, Fura was already in tears.

Rong Rongci lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes covered the moisture in her eyes, and for a long time, she only felt choked in her throat, unable to speak, so she stood up and stretched out her hand to hold Fran in her arms.

The two hugged each other tightly, and in this foreign land, in this moment of respite in this scheming competition, they had a brief peace and warmth.

Rong Rongci quietly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, she hadn't cried for many years.

Shangyin, is it the beginning of a new life? Can the responsibility on my shoulders be let go? Is Su Zhi the one who can share the white head?

Whether in Nanrong or Shangyin, she has closed herself off for too long, and she has become accustomed to resisting all the coldness and insidiousness like a pair of armor, as well as those warmth and true feelings.

Rong Wangci suddenly remembered the day when Su Zhi was injured for her.

On that day, a strange feeling suddenly surged in her heart, like a lost deer suddenly returning to the jungle, strange but like belonging.

Before she met Su Zhi, she had always been protecting others, and this protection had become a habit engraved in her bones, until Su Zhi appeared, she suddenly found that it was such a warm feeling to be protected.

"Princess..."

Rong Wangci's body trembled, and then he realized that Fran in his arms was struggling, and quickly let go of his hand.

Fran's eyes were still a little red, but fortunately, he had stopped crying: "The prince's eyes are full of you, don't be ignorant, you have to push your husband elsewhere." ”

The tip of Rong Rongci's nose was slightly sour, and he calmed down for a moment before saying: "Fran, when you have a sweetheart, I will do whatever it takes to make you love Baitou." ”

"Poof..."Fran burst into tears and laughed, "What unscrupulous means, princess, can you speak......"

Rong Rongci saw Fran laughing, knowing that she was discouraged, and her heart finally settled down, and took Fran's hand: "Wash your face, I was seen by that guy from Yue Xiu for a while, it's time to laugh at you crying." ”

"He can't see it, he followed the prince to Pingde Street early this morning."

Rong Rongci's eyes moved slightly: "What are you doing on Pingde Street?" ”

"It seems that there was a murder case, and two Dayu people died."

Rong Rongci's expression was grim: "Are you sure it's Dayu people?" ”

Fran frowned, thought about it carefully, then nodded, and said with great certainty: "It's Dayu people, if it's just a murder case of ordinary Shangyin people, Dali Temple will directly investigate and deal with the case, and the prince will personally go out to the horse, it will definitely not be an ordinary case." ”

Rong Wangci nodded, and smiled slightly: "You better go wash your face first, I feel distressed when I look at it like this." ”

Fran pouted, but went out obediently.

Rong Rongci watched Fran go out, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, but he stared at the temple door a little distracted.

That day, she carefully examined the bodies of the two Dayu people, and there was absolutely nothing that could prove their identity, so how did Dali Temple know that they were Dayu people?

Could it be that day... After her, someone else went to that wing?

Thinking of this, Rong Wangci only felt that things were getting more and more tricky, and when his eyes inadvertently turned to a small box on the dresser, the news that he happened to hear by secretly following Su Zhi yesterday also came to mind at this moment.

When she entered the palace to kill people that day, she handled it very cleanly, and she definitely didn't leave the so-called earrings, but Yue Xiu handed it over to Fran today and handed it over to herself, and it was indeed brought by her from Nanrong.

The person who stole the earrings was probably Xin'er, but how did Xin'er hand the earrings into the palace? Who can put the earrings in the Suxing Palace?

Obviously, the person who put the personal ornaments that only belonged to her in the Suxing Hall wanted to harm her, but the person who made the identity of the Dayu people public did her a great favor.

Is there the same force behind these two events, or are different people plotting their own plans?

One thing after another, Rong Wangci only felt tired, reached out and rubbed his forehead, still feeling complicated, but fortunately, Fran walked in at this time, saying that breakfast was almost ready, urging her to make up.

After finishing her makeup, the two went to Lotus Hall for dinner.

After the Xin'er incident, the regent's palace was finally quiet for a few days, except for Su Zhi who was busy with court affairs, and Rong Zhi was idle for half a month.

Gradually, February passed, it was already the peach moon, and the peach blossoms in Ansi Mountain in the suburbs were blooming just right.

"It's such a hot day, Qin'er, why don't you go and get an umbrella for Miss Ben?"

It was Ye Chengcheng who spoke.

Jian'an Hou Mansion has spent a lot of money to repair the burned yard house, and now it is a big deal, I think it is the preference of Mrs. Jian'an Hou, Jian'an Hou Yegon is a martial artist, and he will not bother with such a thing.

Not long after, a maid in a light green dress hurriedly ran out with an umbrella, and when she arrived in front of Ye Tingcheng, her forehead was already sweating slightly.

"Grinding and grinding, why did Miss Ben wait for you for so long under this sun?!"

Qin'er was about to plead guilty, but Ye Tingcheng glared at her and said, "Why don't you hurry up and leave with an umbrella?" Do you want Miss Shangguan's sick and weak body to wait for you to grind? ”

"Qin'er doesn't dare..."

Qin'er said, hurriedly held up the umbrella, and raised it to Ye Tingcheng's head.

It was still late spring, although the day was a lot warmer, but the sun was not very scorching, but Ye Qingcheng was afraid of tanning a little bit, so he had to let the waiting maids hold umbrellas all the way, until he got into the carriage that had been prepared outside the gate of the mansion, Qin'er rubbed his sore arm and sat in front of the car.