The group took the carriage back to Bishui Hutong.

"I don't know anything." Before getting out of the car, Gu Changqing suddenly spoke.

"What?" The old sacrificial wine asked.

Gu Changqing pondered: "Since the first emperor's Dragon Shadow Guard is loyal to His Majesty, it should be clear that His Majesty values Jiaojiao very much, why would he help Jiaojiao to hurt Jiaojiao?" ”

The old priest replied: "This is what makes Long Yingwei different from ordinary dead soldiers, they are tools for killing, they have no thoughts of their own, they will only act according to orders, Your Majesty has made them loyal to Concubine Jing, and Concubine Jing's words are their holy decree, unless Your Majesty personally takes them back." ”

"I see, that's ......" Gu Changqing suddenly realized, he had been in the military camp for so long, and he thought that he was familiar with the master realm of Zhaoguo, but he didn't expect that he only understood the tip of the iceberg, and there was such a terrifying power hidden under the surface.

"I'm still too young."

He muttered.

The old sacrificial wine patted him on the shoulder: "It's not too late to know, your grandfather is His Majesty's confidant, and he must have known about the existence of the Dragon Shadow Guard, but the time has not yet come, so he has not told you." In the early years, Long Yingwei was very powerful, but unfortunately the dead and wounded were injured, and in this generation, it is estimated that only a few of Concubine Jing remained. His Majesty himself had never seen the horror of Long Yingwei, and he had no idea what kind of murderous weapon he had given to Concubine Jing. ”

Gu Changqing nodded: "No wonder I heard Gonggong Wei say that His Majesty has recently sent a few more secret guards to Concubine Jing's side." ”

The old priest said: "With the Dragon Shadow Guard, where do you need the Dark Guard?" Your Majesty is too young. ”

"Wait." Gu Changqing suddenly remembered something, "Your Majesty once suffered an assassination, could it be that there is a Dragon Shadow Guard among those people?" Did the Dragon Shadow Guard even kill His Majesty? ”

"Not really." The old priest shook his head, "The Dragon Shadow Guard will not assassinate Your Majesty, this is the first order left by the First Emperor, and the second is to obey Your Majesty's orders." Even if His Majesty asked them to kill him, Long Yingwei would follow the first order first. The last person who assassinated His Majesty was Chen Guoproton, but Chen Guoproton could not know His Majesty's whereabouts so well, he had an internal response in the palace. ”

Gu Changqing said: "Could that Nei Ying be the person who is Concubine Jing?" ”

The old sacrificial wine touched his beard and fell into deep thought: "There is no evidence that it is her for the time being. If she did it, why did she assassinate His Majesty? What good would it do her to kill Her Majesty? ”

Gu Changqing thought for a while: "What if her purpose was not to kill Your Majesty, but to stab Your Majesty and blame Empress Dowager Zhuang?" ”

In fact, His Majesty did put the account of that assassination on the head of the Empress Dowager Zhuang.

The old priest looked solemn: "I can't rule out this possibility." ”

If this is the case, then Concubine Jing is too terrible, she can still think that she is taking revenge on Empress Dowager Zhuang to deal with Empress Dowager Zhuang, or competing for the position of Empress Dowager, but Her Majesty respects her so much, she can also do it-

"Hopefully we guessed wrong." Gu Changqing said.

His Majesty respects Concubine Jing so much, except that it was not born in her belly, it is almost no different from her own flesh and blood.

Gu Changqing understood His Majesty's feelings for Concubine Jing very well, and Gu Chenglin and Gu Chengfeng were the same for Aunt Ling.

The difference is that Aunt Ling is just an aunt, Gu Chenglin and Gu Chengfeng have known that they have a mother since they were children, and it is more important to be a mother in their hearts.

His Majesty was born in the palace of Concubine Jing, and passed to the name of Concubine Jing, and the mother and son were close for many years, until they grew up, and His Majesty learned that his biological mother was a palace maid.

At that time, he was no longer able to have any feelings for his biological mother.

The first emperor would not allow him to show his mother-son affection for a lowly palace girl.

If His Majesty were to be hurt by Concubine Jing, that blow would be devastating.

As the two spoke, the carriage arrived at the door.

The carriage stopped, and there was silence.

Only then did the two of them hear an even small snoring sound coming from their side, but it turned out that Gu Jiao fell asleep holding the pillow at some point.

The little girl slept soundly, her cheeks pressed against the pillow, and she was roasted red by the sultry weather.

Both couldn't help but laugh.

This girl, she really has no interest in these things, so she simply sleeps without letting her put on a sack.

I'll go down first.

The old sacrificial wine said silently.

Gu Changqing bowed his head and bowed to the old sacrificial wine and bowed to the junior.

Neither of them woke up Gu Jiao.

Gu Changqing stayed in the carriage, took a pu fan from under the table, and gently fanned it for Gu Jiao.

It was almost cool, and Gu Jiao's frowning brows were stretched.

Yao, who was picking vegetables in the front yard, saw this scene and touched his slightly bulging belly, his eyes flashed with a hint of softness.

Gu Jiao slept directly until the small clear space came back from the Guozijian.

As soon as the little trumpet spirit arrived home, she began to horn tirelessly, and it was difficult for Gu Jiao to wake up.

Fortunately, I slept enough.

Gu Changqing still had something to do in the barracks, so he didn't stay for dinner.

In the evening, smoke curled in the alley, and Xiao Liulang also returned from the Hanlin Courtyard.

He went to the old sacrificial wine and talked about something, and when he returned home, he found Gu Jiao sitting in the east house.

She slept all afternoon, and it stands to reason that she should be very energetic.

But her little appearance with a long sigh really sighed the essence of the little clear space imitating Uncle Zhao next door.

Xiao Liulang couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips with a smile.

After eating, Gu Jiao went back to the house listlessly and continued to wilt.

Xiao Liulang knocked on the door: "It's me." ”

Gu Jiao sat up: "Come in." ”

Xiao Liulang pushed the door and entered.

Gu Jiao thought that he was here to bring him mung bean soup again, and although he was not hungry, he still sat down at the table very cooperatively.

Xiao Liulang didn't hand her a bowl of mung bean soup in his hand, but looked at her so fixedly.

Gu Jiao gradually sensed that something was wrong.

She raised her head to meet Xiao Liulang's eyes and asked strangely, "What are you doing?" ”

Xiao Liulang's bottomless eyes sparkled, and there was a helpless smile that he hadn't even noticed: "Don't you want to put a sack?" ”

"Huh?" Gu Jiao pricked up her little ears! Then she blinked, looked out the window, and said solemnly, "I'm not that kind of person. ”

Xiao Liulang almost believed it, helping people so much that they couldn't get out of bed, you are indeed not that kind of person.

Xiao Liulang held back a smile and asked, "That'...... Do you want to go to the palace to see your aunt? ”

Gu Jiao sat up straight: "This...... Of course go! ”

"Put this on." Xiao Liulang brought a set of clothes for a little eunuch as if he were playing tricks.

After he went out, Gu Jiao changed her clothes and put on her hat.

The door was pulled open, and a playful little eunuch stepped out.

Xiao Liulang was caught off guard, and his eyes were straight.

He never expected that the woman would be so playful and cute in the clothes of a eunuch, with a pair of big eyes blinking, bright water, a small face with a big palm, and the facial features are so delicate that they are not like words, even the red birthmark that is always criticized seems to have a different kind of aura.

If the little eunuchs in the palace all look like this, then what kind of concubines and what kind of show will they choose?

"Is it pretty?" Gu Jiao asked.

"Okay." Someone said coldly, "Get in the car." ”

The two got into the carriage.

Today, Nanxiang personally went to Qinghe Academy to pick up Gu Xiaoshun and Gu Yan, Liu Quan was free, but he was not idle now, and he was going to send the two of them into the palace.

Gu Jiao sat obediently in the carriage, straightened her legs, and stretched her little toes all at once, seeing that she was in a good mood.

The carriage came to the gate of the palace, and Xiao Liulang generously showed his Renshou Palace token.

"Take a look at the carriage, but there are still people in the carriage?" The guard said politely.

Xiao Liulang lifted the curtain and generously let the guards look at him, but in fact, he blocked Gu Jiao most of it, and he could only see the clothes of the little eunuch.

Xiao Liulang said without changing his face: "It's the little father-in-law of Renshou Palace." ”

"Ah, I see, Xiao Xiu, please." The guards turned sideways and let them go.

The carriage drove all the way through the Jinluan Palace, and when it was close to the harem, it could not go any further.

Xiao Liulang said: "Okay, just stop here, Uncle Liu, you go back first, and we'll go back by ourselves in a while." ”

Liu Quandao: "I'll wait for you!" ”

Xiao Liulang said: "No, my aunt will send someone to send us." ”

"Yes." Liu Quan smiled, "Then I'll go first!" ”

After Liu Quan left, Xiao Liulang and Gu Jiao went to the vicinity of Huaqing Palace.

In summer, the days are long and the nights are short, and the hours are not early, but the twilight is still boundless.

Concubine Jing has the habit of taking a walk after dinner to eat, and after dinner, she went to the Imperial Garden with Mama Cai and others.

What happened in the Huaqing Palace in the morning had a little impact on her, and her face was not very good-looking.

Mama Cai helped her, and several little palace maids followed behind and didn't dare to speak.

"Go and sit in the pavilion." Concubine Jing said to Mama Cai.

"Yes." Mama Cai helped her up the steps and sat down on the stone bench in the pavilion, and then she instructed a little palace maid, "Go and make a pot of flower tea." ”

"Yes!" The little palace maid went to the nearby tea room to make tea.

The evening breeze is blowing, the weeping willows are clinging, and the imperial garden is bathed in peace and tranquility.

The little palace maid brought the tea, poured a cup and presented it to Concubine Jing with both hands.

Mama Cai reached out to pick it up, touched it and gasped, and said sharply: "Bold!" Do you want to burn the concubine?! ”

"Ahh Slaves don't dare! The little palace maid was so frightened that she knelt down, because the range of movement was too great, the tea in the cup swung out, splashing her all over her hands, and the back of her hands was red in an instant.

Concubine Jing said softly: "Forget it, she didn't mean it, she is young, just teach more." You get up. ”

"Thank you, Lady Toh! Thank you Lady Tohry! The little palace maid was grateful, and stood up tremblingly.

"Put it down." Concubine Jing looked at the tea in her hand and said.

"Yes!" The little palace maid put the tea on the stone table.

Concubine Jing said again: "Let me see your hands." ”

The little palace maid shrank her hand behind her back: "Don't dare to insult the precious eyes of the mother!" ”

"Just show me." Concubine Jing's tone was kind.

“…… Be. The little palace maid bowed her head and stretched out a pair of hands worriedly.

Concubine Jing looked at the back of her hand and said, "It's all red, you don't have to wait in front of me, go back and rub some ointment." She said, paused, and added, "I almost forgot that this is not a nunnery, and you little girls have no ointment in your own hands." Mama Cai, you take her to my room and give her a bottle of burn cream. ”

Mama Cai smiled: "Niangniang is really kind-hearted. ”

"Thank you, Lady Lady!" The little palace maid knelt down and kowtowed respectfully.

The palace maids and eunuchs who saw this scene on the side couldn't help but feel that Concubine Jing was really a kind and kind master, who had eaten fasting and recited Buddha for many years, and the bodhisattva was much easier to get along with than the one in Renshou Palace.

Working in Renshou Palace, he always pinned his head to his waist, and he didn't know when he angered that person, and there was no reason to be beaten to death.

Mama Cai led the little palace maid to retreat.

Xiao Liulang, who was not far away, retracted his gaze and said to Gu Jiao: "I have an uncomfortable stomach, and I suddenly want to go to Gongfang, you wait for me here...... Forget it, don't wait, you go to Renshou Palace first, and I'll go over by myself later. ”

Gu Jiao looked at Concubine Jing not far away, and then at Xiao Liulang, nodding like pounding garlic!

The corners of Xiao Liulang's lips hooked slightly, and he pursed his lips: "Then I'll go." ”

Gu Jiao: Go quickly, go quickly!

Xiao Liulang, who was disliked by his daughter-in-law: "......"

Xiao Liulang walked towards Gong's room, he naturally didn't really want to go out of Gong.

He walked as far as he could, and behind the rockery where no one had passed, he took out a bamboo flute from his wide sleeve.

He had just gone to see the old sacrificial wine, and had already learned from the other party about Gu Jiao's assassination and what happened in Huaqing Palace, and knew that Concubine Jing had the death of the first emperor in her hands.

There is one thing that even the old sacrificial wine and His Majesty may not know, that is, Princess Xinyang also has the dead soldiers left by the first emperor in her hands.

Xiao Liulang settled down and blew the bamboo flute in his hand.

On the luxuriant tree, a black figure holding a long sword and leaning on the tree body to close his eyes suddenly moved his ears, opened his eyes, he clenched the long sword in his hand, his expression was awe-inspiring, and he flew away in the direction of the flute with light skills!

Mama Cai took the little palace maid who was burned red and left, and only Concubine Jing and the rest of the palace people were left in the pavilion.

"Slaves and maids, go and pick flowers for the mother." A little palace maid said.

"It's fine."

Concubine Jing nodded, "You all go, finish picking quickly, it's getting dark." ”

"Yes!"

Four palace maids and eunuchs walked down the steps and picked flowers among the flowers.

There are several secret guards in ambush all around.

Shout!

One of the guards is gone.

Shout!

Another Dark Guard is gone.

Woohoo!

All the Dark Guards are gone!

Concubine Jing faintly noticed something, frowned, and turned around, but before she could see it clearly, she was put in a sack by someone!

In the end, she is good at martial arts, no better than the crown princess and the like, with a flick of her fingertips, a poisonous needle shot towards Gu Jiao!

Yo ho!

Poisonous scorpions!

Fortunately, Gu Jiao was prepared, turned sideways, grabbed the needle and stabbed it towards her thigh and arm!

Concubine Jing didn't even have time to scream, so she was poured with medicine!

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The explosion begins.