How could the prince and Qin Xiang not have the same heart? Qin Xiang is the prince's uncle, and the Qin family is the mother of the virtuous concubine, so it stands to reason that they and the prince should have an interdependent and mutually beneficial relationship!

Hey? Something seems to be wrong.

After dangling in the sedan chair for a long time, I finally realized that something was wrong.

In the past, as long as I activated my internal strength, I would go back to my qi and fall unconscious, but now I have moved my true qi for two days in a row, not only did I not faint, but my spirit was still very good.

On the journey back from Guoziyuan, the sedan chair walked for less than an hour, and the pain in my body had been reduced by half, and I even had the urge to take two steps if I was not sick.

I'm pretty sure that doesn't bode well.

To untie the bell, you must also tie the bell, and to untie the Gu, you must raise a Gu person. This is a truth that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

It seems that now Mo Qingzhi is a friend or foe, I should have known that I should have detained him by my side, I slandered Mo Qingzhi a hundred times, thinking that Fuxiang said that he was going to Lingshui County, urging the sedan chair man to leave quickly, I had to write a letter to him to bring Mo Qingran, and thought that Fuxiang was An Chengyan's subordinate, and when the time came, he would definitely present the letter to An Chengyan first.

Or write directly to An Chengyan and ask him to come back with ink and light dyeing as soon as possible.

This letter also has the art of writing letters, if I directly say "If there is nothing wrong, you quickly put the ink and dye it back", the belly is as black as King Yu, and An Chengyan has to find something to do for the ink dyeing.

Therefore, I must be sincere and polite, effectively express my concern for him, and then euphemistically explain my current situation, and by the way, I will scold the ink lightly, so that An Chengyan will know that my time is running out.

Just thinking about it, the sedan chair suddenly stopped, and the sister-in-law whispered through the sedan curtain: "Sister, the road ahead is blocked." ”

I lifted the sedan curtain, and I saw a circle of people in front of me, and I looked at it, isn't it the road in Dingyuan's Marquis' Mansion!

I glanced at Song Yue, and he understood, so he hurriedly stepped forward to inquire about the situation.

After a while, Song Yue came back and said in a panic: "Young lady, young master, yes...... It is Princess Wenxin and Lord Ding, with the corpse of Mrs. Ding, who want to set up a mourning hall at the gate of the Hou Mansion. ”

I forgot about this stubble!

The sister-in-law said angrily: "Why did you come here to run a mourning hall?" Don't have a place to live? ”

Song Yue said: "It seems that Princess Wenxin heard that Mrs. Ding was scared to death by Miss, and went to Your Majesty to argue for Miss to pay for her life, and Your Majesty asked Dali Temple to investigate, Princess Wenxin did not follow, so she carried the coffin to us to set up a mourning hall here, and she was confronting Jin Wuwei at this time." ”

I'm angry again, is there something wrong with this princess Wenxin? Dali Temple hasn't been found out yet, she wants me to pay for my life, why is her face so big! Isn't this a clear lie!

What can I do, the house given by God only has the main entrance, and there is no back door, and now the main entrance is blocked, how can I go back?

When he was at a loss, Fuxiang didn't know where to come from: "Mrs. You, Third Young Master, please come with the slave." ”

The palanquin drivers sent me to the Yuwang Mansion instead.

I don't feel pain on my body, but there are still wood chips left on my hands, my sister-in-law carefully picked them out one by one, and the eighth prince brought gold sore medicine to apply to me, I suddenly felt cool, and said strangely: "Xiao Rui, you are very skillful in this action." ”

The eighth prince blew on my wound, and tears flashed in his big eyes: "My mother doesn't hurt, and my brother said that it won't hurt if you apply it." ”

In this way, An Chengyan is often injured? It is not easy for this pair of brothers and sisters to survive.

Fuxiang said with pity: "The slave went to bid farewell to the princess this morning, and wanted to ask the princess if she had anything to say to Her Royal Highness, Rong Chan said that the princess went out, and the slave thought that the princess had gone to find the third young master, and heard that there was a big movement in Guoziyuan, so I was afraid that it was the princess...... Who would have thought it would be you! ”

My heart warmed and said, "I'm not fine!" ”

Fuxiang didn't listen to me at all: "If Your Highness knew that the princess was injured, how much she would blame herself." ”

"What does he blame himself for when I get hurt?" What does it have to do with him?

"What a painful experience it is for someone to be hurt and not be able to do anything about it!"

…… Beloved? Who is it? I? Fuxiang, you're a drama spirit, right?

"Don't you just tell your Highness."

"The slave is sincere to His Highness and never hides it."

…… You love how you like, it's really tiring.

Song Yue was sent by me to the door to keep an eye on him, and hurriedly came in from the outside and said, "Miss, there is good news and bad news!" ”

"Let's start with the bad news."

"The young master was caught by Princess Wenxin!"

"Isn't the third brother in the East Palace?"

"This is the good news, the young master is back." Song Yue said, "As a result, he was stopped by Princess Wenxin before he reached the door, saying that he would not let him enter the door if he did not hand over Miss!" ”

This princess Wenxin!

"Miss Ben is going to meet her!"

"Sister can't!" My sister-in-law stopped me, "The way you are now, others will know at a glance that you have pretended to be the third brother, and someone with a heart wants to make a fuss!" ”

Indeed, I'm dressed in men's clothes now, and I'm still covered in blood and wounded.

"The princess had better wash and change her clothes." Fuxiang Road.

Nonsense, don't I know? The point is that I can't go back!

I was so anxious that the Eighth Prince was about to run away with my clothes, and I said, "Xiao Rui, I don't have time to play with you now......"

I saw him walk to a rockery, turn a bonsai next to the rockery, and a door opened.

Fuxiang also followed, and when he saw that I was surprised, he explained with a smile: "The courtyard where the princess lives now was originally the property of my Royal Highness, and His Royal Highness specially dug this secret passage for the convenience of entering and exiting, Princess, please." ”

This An Chengyan is really a pervert, how can he build secret passages everywhere?

But...... I like it.

I hurriedly entered the secret passage with the Eighth Prince.

The secret passage was quite spacious, and the exit was the study in the backyard, so I didn't have time to think about why it was set up like this, so I hurriedly went back to the room to change my clothes, washed the blood stains on my face, and felt that the smell of blood was a little heavy, sprinkled some incense powder on my body, and trotted all the way to the door.

There is a coffin of vermilion lacquer parked outside the door, with this coffin as the center of the circle, a group of people led by Princess Wenxin, wearing linen and filial piety, crying, the third brother is being held by two people backhanded, looking at the situation, the two people want to let the third brother kneel, the third brother does not obey, someone actually raised a stick and hit the third brother's leg!

"Stop!" I let out a loud shout and flew up and kicked the stick-wielder away!

Dare to touch my third brother, and don't ask me!

I haven't seen Princess Wenxin a lot haggard for a few days, she no longer has the image of a royal nobleman, she is completely the appearance of an old lady in the twilight, she gritted her teeth and said: "You Zimo, you can figure it out!" ”

I asked knowingly, "Grandma Huang, what are you doing in such a big battle?" ”

"Don't call the Imperial Aunt of the Palace, you don't deserve it!" Princess Wenxin's eyes were red, as if she was about to burst into flames, and pointed to the coffin and said, "This palace is here to seek justice for her daughter!" ”

"What's wrong with your daughter?"

At this time, a figure rushed out, I hurriedly dodged, it turned out to be Ding Qi, she was hanging with one hand, and pointed to my nose with the other: "Grandmother, it's her, she discounted Qi'er's hand, and ...... It also hurt his mother...... Grandmother, you have to make decisions for Qi'er and avenge your mother! ”

As soon as these words came out, it was like adding fuel to the fire, Princess Wenxin's eyes, I can't wait to eat me!

The third brother over there had already broken free, and hurriedly escorted me behind him: "Her Royal Highness Princess Wenxin, Your Majesty has already said this matter, and it still needs to be investigated by Dali Temple......"

"Dali Temple?! All right! Princess Wenxin waved her hand, "Today, the palace will take her life, let the people of Dali Temple collect her body!" ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw dozens of nurses holding long knives, which surrounded me and the third brother!

"I'll fight them later," I was back to back with the third brother, and I heard the third brother say, "You run away!" ”

"No way!"

"What can't you do, what can you do, aren't the injuries you suffer enough?" The third brother hurriedly said, "Who told you to go to school!?" ”

It seems that the prince has already told the third brother about me, and I said, "I can't go anyway!" ”

"Do it!" Princess Wenxin shouted!

The guards were motionless, and each of them had a bright knife around their necks!

A man came from the crowd and saluted Princess Wenxin: "Sun Xiao, the right general of Jin Wuwei, has seen Her Royal Highness Princess Wenxin, Princess Wanfu." ”

Princess Wenxin said angrily: "Little Jin Wuwei, dare to take care of the affairs of this palace? ”

Sun Xiao said: "The lower officials don't dare, but the lower officials were ordered to take care of Miss You Si, who was thinking behind closed doors, but who knew that she ran out, and the lower officials were derelict in their duties, so they escorted her back." ”

He gave me a look.

I was busy dragging the third brother away, but Princess Wenxin refused to see this, and rushed towards me like crazy: "You Zimo, this palace will die with you today!" ”

I was shocked when I grabbed my waist and was about to rush to the coffin, but I couldn't break free at all, and I was afraid that I would really bump into Princess Wenxin, she was the sister of the former emperor, and she was killed in front of everyone, and the saint couldn't protect me even if he wanted to! I could only protect her as a meat pad, and my back hit the coffin of Nanmu hard!

I only felt a blow in my back, a sweet throat, and a mouthful of blood spitting out!

There was a bang behind him, and the coffin actually fell, and when he looked back, the coffin lid was opened, and the corpse inside rolled out!

The crowd of onlookers immediately dispersed:

"The dead man is out of the coffin, this is a great omen!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, it's too unlucky!"

"It's scary!"

……

"Ahh O my son! Princess Wenxin completely disregarded any image, crawled to the corpse with her hands and feet, hugged the corpse and cried heartbreakingly.

She is no longer Princess Wenxin, just a mother who has lost her child.

I couldn't bear to turn my face, but the third brother stepped forward: "Your Royal Highness Princess, I don't know that someone from Dali Temple can come to conduct an autopsy, is Ling Yan really hanged herself?" ”

Princess Wenxin slowly raised her head after a while, her face was as pale as the corpse in her arms, and her voice was even more gloomy: "What do you mean by this?" ”

The third brother's voice was cool and firm: "Ling Yan was strangled to death." ”