Chapter 118: The Sick Prince, Too Sticky (39)

The tent of the second prince.

Duanmu Yuan held the tiger talisman in his hand, and his heart was excited: "How can this be in your hands?"

"This is what my father sent back for me to keep." Su Yan quietly raised the corners of her mouth, it seemed that she was pressing the right treasure.

Duanmu Yuan temporarily suppressed the burning heat in his heart, took a deep breath, and his gaze suddenly became sharp: "Is this true?" ”

Su Yan had already thought of countermeasures before she came, so she didn't panic at all.

His eyes were open, without a little dodge, and he nodded slightly: "Well, my sister looks like that......"

"Although Daddy loves her very much, he doesn't dare to give her important things, for fear that she will lose them accidentally."

After a pause, she continued:

"Actually, I don't know what this is, I originally thought that I would return it to him when my father came back, but I didn't expect him to ......"

She was trying to prevent Duanmu Yuan from questioning her, why didn't she give it to him in the first place.

Under the candlelight, Duanmu Yuan lowered his eyes and pondered for a while.

It was indeed as she said.

Such an important thing, even if Su Ruifeng treasures Su Qiao, he will not hand it over to her for safekeeping.

After all, she is a fool, maybe she was deceived casually and handed over her things.

But in the General's Mansion, except for Su Qiao, there is only Su Yan, a concubine.

Those two aunts, he couldn't believe it.

"I see." God help me.

Duanmu Yuan squeezed the tiger talisman tightly, and his eyes couldn't help revealing a hint of ecstasy, accompanied by huge ambition.

With the Tiger March, it is one step closer to the throne.

No, it's not just a step, it's a sure thing.

Su Yan knew that she was really on the right move.

Hanging his head slightly, he printed the corners of his eyes with an embroidered handkerchief, and his voice was a little choked:

"My father doesn't know what's going on, now there is no one in charge of the General's Mansion, and my sister is like that......"

Su Yan deliberately wore a white gauze skirt tonight, standing at the table and bowing her head and weeping, looking a little more weak than usual.

The white and slender neck, under the flickering candlelight, seemed to be coated with a layer of luminous light.

Duanmu Yuan had an intention for her before, and if it hadn't happened later, he wouldn't have deliberately stayed away from her these days.

At this time, he suddenly got the Tiger Walking Talisman, and he couldn't help but step forward and hug her.

"Okay, okay, Xiaoyan won't cry, my uncle will be fine, it's just a temporary disappearance, I haven't seen the bones, no one dares to say that he is gone."

He said that he was fine, but in his heart it was the opposite.

The tiger talismans are all here, and it seems that Su Ruifeng is really dead.

Otherwise, wouldn't he hold such an important thing himself?

Would you take such a big risk and hand it over to a concubine?

However, Su Ruifeng is really powerful, and he actually hid such an important thing for an unfavored concubine.

I guess no one thought of this!

Otherwise, not to mention the eldest brother, it is estimated that even the father and emperor have already acted.

Su Yan was excited, but her face still looked sad and weeping:

"But it's been more than a month and almost two months, and there is no news at all, what can the General's Mansion do in the future?"

"If only I could be like my sister, eat and drink every day, and don't have to think about anything, sometimes I really envy her."

Duanmu Yuan touched her face with some distress: "What are you envying her for?" She's stupid......."

After a pause, he whispered in her ear, "Don't you still have me?" ”

"I ...... I ......" Su Yan's cheeks turned red instantly with shame, and she looked like she wanted to speak.

Lang is affectionate, the concubine is intentional, and it is the third watch in the middle of the night, and things fall into place.

It's just that when the two of them were halfway through the toss, a snake's head suddenly hung down from the beam on the top of the tent.

The long red letter shrank and stretched out quickly and with a hiss.