"You said she came to find the general's wife, what could she be for? Could it be that these two people can still be embarrassed once? How can the general's wife say that she is also a member of the Su family, then King Xuan has never been waiting to see the Su family, she is not stupid enough to ignore the entire Su family in order to make trouble for you, right?! ”

"Of course not, her mind is clear, how can she not understand the truth of cold lips and teeth!" Su Luan played with the teacup in his hand, his eyes drooped slightly, and he said with a little playfulness, "This time, I'm afraid that Naxi He will steal chickens and rice." ”

"However, I'm a little curious, my aunt is not someone who can be restrained, and if Xihe doesn't have a handle in his hand, he can't pull her into the water."

Ning Anyang listened, his brows furrowed slightly, and doubts also arose in his heart.

Although she doesn't have much sense of existence on weekdays, she has the identity of the county lord there. What's more, her mother is still the eldest princess, and on weekdays, the people who walk around the house are all wives with identities from various families. And where there are many women, there is a lot of gossip. The secrets in this noble mansion are just right for the gossip after dinner.

But now she thinks about it carefully, but she can't find a trace of this Jiang Hongxuan in those many secrets.

She pursed her lips, sighed for a while, and said, "Speaking of which, this general's wife is famous for being so quiet. On weekdays, the door is not out of the door, and the ladies who are close to them are also superficial friendships. If there are really any twists and turns behind this, I'm afraid it is not so easy to find. ”

Su Luan took a sip of tea, and said indifferently: "Don't get in the way, this paper can't contain the fire after all." What I have is patience waiting for her to show her fox tail! ”

Ning Anyang looked at the still appearance of the person in front of him, and the worry that had just emerged instantly dissipated.

She swept her gaze casually and landed on the lone book that was casually put aside: "This is ...... Nanyan Travelogue?! It's still a manuscript! ”

Su Luan nodded calmly and responded casually: "Well, it's quite interesting to write." ”

"Interesting?! If you let those sour scholars outside hear this, I'm afraid they will scold you! Ning Anyang smiled and said, "Do you know that this book is a rare book!" ”

"Oh? So expensive?! I'll have to take a good look! Su Luan smiled warmly, and then asked casually, "Sister-in-law, I also saw Nanyan Caolu on that shelf, I don't know if you're interested?" ”

"Nanyan Grass Record! But what you're saying is true?! Ning Anyang stood up violently, his eyes overflowing with essence.

Su Luan couldn't help but laugh at her appearance, and raised her hand to point to the bookshelf next to the wall: "On the fourth shelf over there, sister-in-law will go and get it herself!" ”

"Good!" Ning Anyang walked over briskly and swept along the shelf.

"Persona of the First Year...... The Chronicles of the Great Jin...... Cihai ...... Nanyan Grass Record! Got it! She stood on tiptoe and reached out to pull the book out of the grid, and the cursive scroll fell a fluttering page.

She frowned, picked up the paper that had fallen on the ground, and walked slowly towards Su Luan: "Luan'er, I just saw this, it seems that someone's handwriting ......"

"Handwritten?" Su Luan raised her eyes suspiciously, and took the rice paper she handed over that was folded in two.

She took the somewhat yellowed letter paper and carefully unfolded it, only to see a few lines of delicate hairpins falling on the paper, but the content was particularly shocking.

Her eyes were gloomy, until she saw the final payment, her frowning brows suddenly loosened, and the corners of her lips rose slightly, with a little coldness.

This letter came sooner rather than later, but it was a good time!

Ning Anyang saw that her face was expressionless, but there was a little uncertainty in her eyes, and she asked, "......What's in this letter?"

Su Luan's eyes drooped slightly, shook off the darkness in his eyes, and said softly: "It's better that my sister-in-law still doesn't know, my eldest brother is not here, I can't protect you, and I won't dare to drag you into this troubled water." ”

After that, she folded the letter again, handed it to the bell on the side, and explained, "Put it away, wait for the night, send it to Dali Temple, and hand it over to the prince in person!" ”

"Yes." The bell took the letter and put it in his bosom.

Pingjiang City.

Xiong Yi was riding on a horse, his ears were whirring wind, he shook his head a few times, and he still felt that his heavenly spirit was covered with chaos, and his mind was very unclear.

Thinking that last night, he was forcibly left at a banquet by Ling Shaotang and Su Zhen to entertain him. I thought that the second lord with the golden body and bones would definitely not be able to fight him, a veteran soldier, but who knows, those two are not drunk.

Yesterday the wine was very strong, and the throat was hot after a sip. After a few rounds of pushing the cup and changing the lamp, he was drunk and unconscious, and he didn't even know how to return to the city guard mansion last night.

When I woke up this morning, it was the hour of the three poles of the sun. He jumped up from the couch, wiped his face with cold water, and rushed out......

Looking back now, I vaguely feel a little strange, but I can't tell what is wrong.

He shook the whip from his hand and headed straight for the camp.

In the tent, there was silence. Tang Yuanhuai stood in front of the desk with his hands in his hands, his face was as dark as ink, and there were several lieutenants standing below, their heads hanging down, silent.

After a while, Tang Yuanhuai asked coldly, "Xiong Yi hasn't come back yet?" ”

Deputy General Zhang below swallowed his saliva and replied: "Go back to the prince, you haven't ...... yet."

Before he finished speaking, the soldiers guarding the door of the camp said, "Lord Wang, Vice General Xiong is back!" ”

Vice General Zhang hurriedly retreated, and Yu Guang glanced at Xiong Yi behind him, with the four big words of self-seeking blessings written in his eyes.

Xiong Yi was a little confused by his glance, came back to his senses, stepped forward and knelt on one knee: "The last general, Xiong Yi, will see the prince." ”

Tang Yuanhuai raised his head and looked condescendingly at the person kneeling down, with an undisguised gloom in his eyes.

"How's it going?"

"Back to the prince, the Qin cha who escorted the coffin of the concubine are Ling Shaotang and Su Zhen, and the day of welcoming the coffin is set for the fourth day of the first month."

"The fourth year of junior high school?" Tang Yuanhuai sneered, "Ling Shaotang's idea? ”

Xiong Yi shook his head and said truthfully: "It is the day chosen by the division of the Heavenly Supervision Division, saying that only the fourth, eighth, and sixteenth days of the first month are suitable, and the other days are all big murders, so ......"

"So you're in their way?!" Tang Yuanhuai glanced at him, with a bit of mockery and sarcasm.

Xiong Yi was stunned for a moment, his brows furrowed, and he explained with some confidence: "The last general suddenly entered the city, and it shouldn't be ......."

"Not really?!" Tang Yuanhuai threw the secret letter on the case on him, "You give me a good look at this, and then you can explain!" ”

Xiong Yi picked up the secret letter, glanced at it, and froze, looked at his master in disbelief, and said in a trembling voice: "Lord Wang, the last general...... Weekend...... The end will be guilty! ”