Shen Jinqiao pretended to be sick at home for two days, and Leng Yi sent a letter to let her go out hunting to relax.

She also felt that she should be distracted, and after tossing for a long time, she didn't catch the person she wanted to catch, but instead folded a few people into it herself, and even Ming Zhu was injured.

Although Ming Zhu hid her identity and did not expose her, it can be regarded as a startling snake no matter how you say it, and it is a little difficult to do something more.

At this time, she couldn't help but think of the person she met before, he said that as long as she found him, she could make a deal, she didn't look for it, but this difficulty was tantamount to her finding the enemy, it was too difficult.

But that person must know who her enemy is.

Two paths, the same result, but both are the same difficulty.

The water pavilion of the building is blue and the sky is blue, and the hibiscus is about to be.

Shen Jinqiao sat on the edge in a thin white shirt, his naked jade feet shining in the sun, gently touching the surface of the water, waving ripples in a circle.

His eyes fell on the water, and he lost his mind: "Auntie, is Qiaoqiao too weak, when will I be able to avenge you?" ”

My father didn't know the inside story of my mother's death, and my grandfather may have known about it, but he didn't tell her, but took it as a test for her and let her take revenge with her own hands.

They are old people, they always like to give problems to their juniors, they know everything, but they don't say anything, the old gods are there, pretending to be unfathomable, thinking that they are all spectators who jump off the chessboard.

Looking at the intrigue and deceit in the world, watching the descendants struggling in the conspiracy and intrigue, they have to wait until they are bruised before they come out to tell the truth, and they look like they are hiding the truth in their hearts, and it is all for your good.

It's just sick.

It's her grandfather, she can't be rebellious, if it was someone else's old man, she would have him to death, and the grave grass was three feet high.

However, anger is anger, and she can't change the status quo now.

Revenge can only be done slowly, in order not to suffocate yourself, it's time to relax.

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There is a special royal hunting ground on the outskirts of Shengjing, surrounded by dozens of peaks, which belong to the emperor and are exclusively used by the emperor for hunting.

In addition to the emperor, other nobles can also come, in addition to status, each hunting ground must pay a thousand taels of gold, these money must go to the treasury, even the prince has to give money.

Leng Yi brought Shen Jinqiao over not because she gave money, but because of the hunting ground opened by King Ming, and invited a group of children from Beijing.

Bai Du was not good at riding and shooting, so he didn't call her.

When the two arrived, everyone else had gone hunting, and there was no one in the resting village.

Shen Jinqiao looked at it casually, and suddenly glanced at a special place, she couldn't distinguish the others one by one, but how could the guards standing neatly look like the one who escorted His Royal Highness the Crown Prince back to Beijing that day?

Shen Jinqiao casually beckoned someone over and asked who came to hunt today.

King Ming, King Fu, Prince Wei, Prince Wei, Prince Si Heng...... A large group of people were dizzy to hear.

Finally, he pointed to the guards: "Who brought those?" ”

"The little one is guilty, I missed His Royal Highness the Crown Prince today, His Royal Highness just arrived, but unfortunately the little one led the horse and couldn't see His Highness's holy face."

Sure enough, it was the crown prince.

"Why is the prince here?"

Leng Yi: "There are so many princes, what's so strange about the prince coming?" ”

Shen Jinqiao pursed his lips: "The prince cultivates Buddha, where can it be the same?" ”

After saying this, Shen Jinqiao couldn't help but doubt himself, that person's Buddha nature really needs to be discussed.

"The prince is not a monk when he cultivates Buddhism, what's the difference?"

"Alright." Leng Yi waved his hand to let the man go down, and rode his horse to Shen Jinqiao's side: "Let's go, let's go over now, maybe we can meet His Highness." ”

Shen Jinqiao looked at Leng Yi's face with a deep meaning, she didn't need to ask more, Leng Yi definitely wanted to bring her to see His Royal Highness the Prince.

She was bent on tracking down the murderer, and she just wanted to distract herself when she came out to relax, but Leng Yi wanted to help her chase the prince, this piece of heart ...... She's so grateful!