After all, Xiao Jingchen is too shrewd, she can't let the other party grab her handle.

And the court's sentence made her completely relieved: "The princess can rest assured, the national teacher is fine, the previous coma was caused by the accumulation of blood in the back of the head, and now she wakes up and will be cured in a few days." ”

Zhao Huangge felt a lot more relieved, watched the splendid scenery, and when the court was sentenced out, he turned around and entered the room.

Xiao Jingchen was sitting on a pillow, he had been in a coma for three days, with a haggard look on his face.

It was clearly a weak posture, but when he saw Zhao Huangge's eyes, he inexplicably remembered four words.

Living color.

It's funny to say, she dislikes him to the extreme, and her opponent with him in her previous life, after knowing that he is a traitor in this life, is full of eyes and wants to kill him.

But this is such a person, every time she sees him, she will notice his color first.

Then, I thought about the filthy and foul-smelling soul beneath the man's skin.

Her expression suddenly brought out disgust, but she still maintained a smile on her face: "National teacher." ”

Seeing Zhao Huangge come in, Xiao Jingchen's expression changed for a moment, and then returned to normal.

"Your Highness the Princess."

The other party didn't mean to get up at all, Zhao Huangge just didn't see it, and only said with a smile: "The national teacher saved the life of the palace a few days ago, and I came to thank you today." ”

Her words were polite, and her face was also extraordinarily sincere, but unfortunately there was a dark light in her eyes, so that people couldn't tell how much truth there was in her words.

At least her so-called thanks, Xiao Jingchen didn't believe half a word.

After listening to her words, he just looked at the other party fixedly, different from Zhao Huangge's smiling appearance, Xiao Jingchen's eyes seemed to be amber glass. The snow-capped mountains are as cold as they are, making people dare not look at each other.

After Zhao Huangge saw his expression, her first reaction was to avoid it, it was really strange, in her previous life, she had never been afraid of the other party, but somehow, looking at the other party's gaze tonight, her disgusted attitude was rare.

Zhao Huangge took a deep breath, and was about to withdraw his gaze, but saw Xiao Jingchen tilt his head first.

He didn't look at himself, but there was obvious sincerity in his voice: "The princess doesn't have to take it to heart, saving you is the responsibility of the poor monk." ”

When he rescued Zhao Huangge that night, the other party pushed him away in an instant, and there was chaos in the room at that time, but Xiao Jingchen was sure that he would not be mistaken.

The moment she pushed him away, her eyes were full of disgust and hatred.

This princess is obviously extremely hostile to him, but now, she is very well disguised.

Xiao Jingchen didn't want to think about what was going on here, but his innate sensitivity to danger made his first reaction to stay away from her.

He has an indifferent temperament and has always stayed away from right and wrong, but the person in front of him is the ontology of right and wrong.

Zhao Huangge didn't know what Xiao Jingchen was thinking, so naturally he didn't care what he thought, but now seeing him like this, he could still go down with the snake: "The national teacher is polite, this time you were injured, this palace is very unhappy, fortunately, there is a hospital to take care of it, and the national teacher can recuperate with peace of mind." ”

When she said this, she was obviously smiling, but Xiao Jingchen heard a bit of danger from her words.

Without waiting for Xiao Jingchen to speak, he saw Zhao Huangge get up again and said: "The national teacher is injured, so the palace won't bother much, you can take care of it." ”

The other party was leaving, which also interrupted Xiao Jingchen's thoughts, he bowed his head and watched Zhao Huangge go out before retracting his gaze.

Something is wrong.

The thought occurred to him for a moment, but he suddenly curled his fingers.

The pillow next to the bed had already been arranged, and the small box that he was pressing under was gone.

Xiao Jingchen figured out the source of danger almost instantly, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of gloom: "Send a message, just say, I want to face the saint." ”

Seeing that his expression was wrong, the little novice hurriedly answered.

It's just that he went fast and came back quickly, but after more than half an hour, he had already brought back the emperor's message: "The emperor is busy now, and he has no time to summon you, he said that you should take care of your body first, and then summon you after some time." "This is something that has never happened before, no matter what time in the past, as long as Xiao Jingchen wants to face the saint, the emperor will summon him as soon as possible.

Because he is the current national teacher and the master of the East Imperial Palace, every time he meets the emperor, it is a very important matter.

But today, the emperor rejected him.

Xiao Jingchen knew it.

The room had been cleaned, and the black bomb was gone, and it was clear where it would fall.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he did not inform the emperor of the black oil bomb in the first place, and now after it was revealed, he fell into passivity.

The emperor was reluctant to see him, and he must have been disgusted with him because of the black oil bomb.

If you really wait until the emperor is at leisure, I am afraid that it will not be a summons, but an interrogation!

Xiao Jingchen felt more and more that his heart sank.

The previous hidden clues seem to be connected into a line at this time.

The black oil bomb deliberately left by the mysterious woman who assassinated him was the hook that led him into the game;

And the assassin who came to find him on the second night was the evidence that made him sit on the conviction of the crime;

He was unlucky, and he entered the game without knowing it, and the best result was that the assassin had no origin.

Otherwise, this time he will definitely be in trouble.

Xiao Jingchen twisted his eyebrows, and the Buddha beads in his hand also stopped rotating.

His heart is in Buddhism, but he is also the national teacher of North Vietnam, Buddhism is rare and quiet, and people who are born need to walk in the world.

Therefore, he can't admit this crime, let alone sit still!

……

An autumn rain is cool, after the autumn rain, the ground of the ginkgo biloba leaves will be paved, even if the little novice from time to time to clean, you can also grab a falling leaf when passing by.

The wind rustles the leaves, and the fruits in the back mountains are ripe, and although I don't know what they are, I can smell the sweetness that comes from the air.

Zhao Huangge took a deep breath, played with the ginkgo biloba leaf in his hand and stood in front of the window, his eyebrows and eyes were very relaxed.

In the past two days, Beijing has been in chaos.

The private soldiers blown up by Baijiapo became a fuse for the court to fry the pot, and the emperor's soldiers were divided into two routes, all the way to investigate and the other to visit secretly. But the people in the court are all human spirits for many years, and they have already smelled the unusualness in this.

The letters sent by Xin Yi in the past two days also show this.

Her secret straight ball ruined their balance, and even the old foxes couldn't sit still.

The ginkgo biloba leaves in her hand were pinched out by her, and they were stained with a faint taste. She casually threw the leaves aside, wiped her hands with a towel, and thought casually: The government and the opposition are in chaos, I don't know how much the fire I added in front of Xiao Jingchen that day has become?

She just thought of this, but she heard footsteps outside the door, and then saw Jinxiu walking in quickly: "Princess." ”

Seeing Jinxiu enter the door, Zhao Huangge put down the veil and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Looking at each other's appearance, it seems that they are a little nervous.

The next moment, I saw Jinxiu take a deep breath and handed over the bamboo tube in his sleeve: "Please take a look." ”

Zhao Huangge's expression shrank slightly, and he asked, "How can it be in your hands?" ”

The people who came to send her letters have always been Xinyi, but today this letter box has passed a splendid hand.

Jinxiu lowered her voice and said: "It's not Xin Yi who came to deliver the letter today, the slave doesn't know who that person is, he couldn't get home, he was almost caught, and the slave and maid took some effort to hide from Lord Yue and the Imperial Forest Army, and brought this letter over." ”

She explained the ins and outs, and said softly: "Now that you are in the temple, you have identified the authenticity, if you want to see someone, the slave maid will bring him over again." ”

Jinxiu has always done things safely, Zhao Huangge glanced at her approvingly, and after taking the bamboo tube, he saw that the mark on it did belong to the Dragon and Tiger Division, so he said softly: "You go to the door to guard first." ”

After Jinxiu went out, she opened the bamboo tube, and sure enough, she saw the letters inside.

This letter was written very shortly, but after Zhao Huangge read it, his eyebrows and eyes condensed.

Song Hui is dead.

Song Hui is a Jinshi in the third year of Yuanxing, because he is pedantic and does not know how to be flexible, he has been sitting on the cold bench for several years, and it was not until last year that he was promoted to the criminal department and did an errand job.

This investigation of private soldiers is known to everyone to be a thankless job, coupled with the emperor's strict orders, so Song Hui has become the person who was pushed out to investigate the case.

But he died.