Du Yueyan was still thinking about promising the prince's brother not to meet Meng Fusheng again, but when she heard that he was not doing well in prison, how could she remember any promises, and she had to see it with her own eyes.

Du Tianyun saw that he had been fooled, and he was proud in his heart, and despised Du Yueyan and Du Weizhen even more, feeling that the remaining two children of the former emperor were all unproductive, and that position was destined to be his.

After Du Tianyun left from the National Temple, Du Yueyan felt that nothing was right, she was uncomfortable to sit on, she was also panicked when she was lying down, she couldn't even read the scriptures, and her thoughts flew away involuntarily.

Thinking that he was being bullied in his cell, sitting in a tattered iron cage all day and all night doing nothing, feeling sorry for himself, thinking that his arrogance was gradually worn out, and he was described as haggard, and his eyes were red and hollow.

Thinking about Du Yueyan's heart twitching like this, knowing that Meng Fusheng was not such a cowardly person who would be easily defeated by difficulties, she still couldn't help but feel distressed.

What's more, she didn't know why Meng Fusheng was imprisoned again, and what role her prince's brother played in it? She didn't dare to go to Du Weizhen at all, not only for fear of hearing bad words, but also for fear that he would prevent her from going to see Meng Fusheng.

In just one afternoon, Du Yueyan made up her mind to secretly go to the prison to see Meng Fusheng, and if she showed her token there, her identity would definitely be known, and the prince's brother would also know about her yin and yang, but she didn't care at all now, she just wanted to take a look, and she would be relieved to take a look.

The abbot of the national temple knew that she was noble, and he didn't dare to limit her freedom at all, and let her go without even asking the reason when he heard that she was going to leave temporarily. But Du Yueyan still sincerely apologized and said that she would come back as soon as possible.

The abbot generously said that if he was in a hurry, he would be fine if he came back later.

Du Yueyan smiled and said goodbye to him, but as soon as she turned around, her expression became worried, and her curved willow eyebrows frowned, which made people feel very distressed, and she wanted to smooth the wrinkles of her eyebrows for the beauty, and she couldn't wait to replace her.

The National Temple is located on the most majestic mountain outside the imperial city, and the foot of the mountain is inaccessible, Du Yueyan has walked many times, and she is already very familiar.

But this time she didn't go far, and she was right with a group of people who suddenly appeared.

The palace guards protected Du Yueyan in the middle, and the little leader asked, "Where is sacred?" ”

As soon as the other party opened his mouth, Du Yueyan heard it, and the accent was the same as the accent of the guards brought by the prince of Yi Danguo when he came to Kunguo to celebrate his birthday.

The other party is indeed a person from the Yidan Kingdom, but it is not Tulan Chahe's subordinate, but Tulan Chana's.

Seeing that they had not returned to the country for a long time, they were afraid that something would happen, so they sent people to Kunguo to look for them. As a result, as soon as they arrived in the imperial city, they saw Du Yueyan and knew her identity as a princess, so they dared to go to the evil side, thinking that if they could catch Du Yueyan, even if something happened to Tulanchana, they didn't believe that the prince of Kunguo would not exchange people.

But the guards brought by Du Yueyan are not vegetarians, even if the number of people is superior, they can escort Du Yueyan to the city without fighting.

When they were about to reach the gate of the city, the people of the country did not dare to chase them, so they had to watch them escape.

Du Yueyan originally wanted to go directly to Meng Fusheng first, but she was a little flustered by this sudden assassination, and she urgently needed the comfort of her relatives when she was frightened, and followed the guards into the palace.

At this time, Du Weizhen must be in the imperial study to deal with political affairs.

Du Yueyan gritted her teeth in front of the imperial study, and pushed the door open after her father-in-law reported it.

The two siblings have been separated for nearly half a month, Du Weizhen is busy with political affairs and has no time to go to the National Temple, and Du Yueyan has been picking her mood and has never come back.

Du Weizhen missed it a little, but the gentle and helpless smile froze when he saw a bloody mark on her face.

Du Weizhen hurriedly walked over, couldn't help but raise his hand to touch the trace, the sword eyebrows were so entangled that he could squeeze a big fat mosquito to death, and the tone of the anxious speech in his heart was not very good, with a little questioning, "What's going on?" Didn't you stay in Kuniji Temple? Where did the injury come from? Have you dealt with it? ”

Injured people are always fragile and hypocritical in front of those who love them, and when they hear his tone, they are aggrieved, "Brother Prince, why do you have the tone of interrogating prisoners." ”

Du Weizhen took a deep breath and softened his tone, "Don't make trouble, tell the imperial brother how you were injured?" ”

Du Yueyan told today's events, and also said the speculation that they were from the country of Duluo.

Du Weizhen didn't doubt it, and his eyebrows frowned on a deeper peak, "It seems that Tulanchana is a person." His expression was cold, and his words were as cold as if he had caught ice ballast, "I dare to hurt you when I make trouble in Kunguo, hum." ”

Du Weizhen snorted coldly and asked Du Yueyan to go to the imperial doctor to treat some wounds, and he was about to leave.

When Du Yueyan saw that he was leaving, she was a little anxious, but she didn't dare to mention Meng Fusheng at this time, so she had to watch Du Weizhen walk away without saying a word.

sighed softly, knowing that the prince's brother was angry about his injury, and he didn't dare to pull out the tiger's cat at such a time, so he put down the matter of going to see Meng Fusheng first, and found the imperial doctor to treat the wound.

Du Weizhen went to Tulanchana.

Ever since she was caught, Du Weizhen has been putting her under house arrest in the palace, with everything but freedom.

But Her Royal Highness the Princess of Yi Danguo, who was used to being free and easy, couldn't stand this anger, and messed around in the palace all day long, beating and scolding the palace people to find something wrong with Du Weizhen.

Du Weizhen is not a temperless bun, and he replaced all the palace people with a big old man who is not good at serving people.

All the poison of Tulanchana has been collected, and her skills can only barely be regarded as medium, where can she compare to these masters, she can't lose her temper when she is suppressed, and what is even more infuriating is that they really can't serve people, and they can't even clean up the room and wash clothes.

If Tulanchana didn't want to keep her body closed, she would have to wash it herself, let her be a princess with golden branches and jade leaves, and she would be spoiled and spoiled to do this kind of thing that only a child can do? But Du Weizhen, the culprit who made her so angry that she couldn't wait to eat all this raw.

In the end, she had no clean clothes except for the one she was wearing, so she had to obediently go and wash her clothes, and scolded while washing her mouth, but no one paid attention to her, and the scolding stopped after a few days.

When Du Weizhen went, Tulanchana was taking back the clothes she had washed and dried, otherwise she would not have worn them, and when she saw the visitor through the heavy clothes, she was furious, and she threw the clothes on the ground without hesitation, and rushed over with great vigour, as if she was going to tear him apart.