"County Lord, can you arrange my guest house next to you?" Jiang Yiren said sweetly.

Xie Yan and Meimei's eyes flashed, and they said with a smile: "What's wrong with this." She turned her head and instructed the maid, "Pearl, you heard me, arrange for Sister Yiren to be in the small bamboo house next to me." ”

"Yes, county lord." Pearl curtched her knees, "Slave and maid will arrange it." ”

For Jiang Yiren's self-cooked style, Princess Fuqing sneered lightly, picked up a chopstick, and chewed slowly.

"Your Highness." The red agate glass bead curtain at the door of the hall was lifted by the maid on duty, and the female official of Princess Fuqing, Chunxue, hurriedly came.

The joyful atmosphere at the banquet suddenly froze for a moment.

Chunxue didn't seem to see how much shock she had brought to the guests, she curtsied, walked to Princess Fuqing's side with a solemn face, and said in her ear: "Your Highness, something happened ......."

Princess Fuqing immediately put away her nonchalant expression and listened carefully.

"Smack-" The gold bottle in Princess Fuqing's hand fell on the wine table, and the clear blue wine stained her sleeves in a large piece.

The eyes of the guests were suddenly focused on Princess Fuqing.

Princess Fuqing didn't care about everyone's scrutiny, she reluctantly pulled the corners of her mouth, and said apologetically to Xie Yanhe: "Yonghe, there is something in the house, I will take the first step." ”

Faced with a full house of guests, Princess Fuqing, who was out of shape at first glance, didn't even want to find an excuse.

She got up, the pair of drunken phoenix eyes were amazing, if she accidentally met her eyes, it seemed that the whole person would be torn apart by her sharp gaze.

Princess Fuqing glanced coldly at the female dependents present, as if she was deliberately looking for something. Immediately, she snorted softly and hurried towards the door.

"Greetings to Her Royal Highness Princess." A room of children got up abruptly and sent Princess Fuqing away.

A dark glint flashed in Xie Yanhe's peach blossom eyes.

When everyone was seated, Xie Yanhe stood up, she curtsied to the guests in the hall, and said very apologetically: "Everyone, forgive me, I will miss the company first, send Her Royal Highness the princess out, and please take care of yourself." ”

The county lord of Jinghua said with a smile: "Yonghe, you go, I will help you entertain the guests here first." ”

The county lord of Jinghua has the intention to show goodwill, and Xie Yanhe will naturally not refuse. She smiled and blessed the county lord of Jinghua, and said gratefully: "Thank you aunt, I'm tired of my aunt." ”

Du Minyi also said considerately: "County Lord, you can go." Beautiful scenery, delicious food, our sisters can play by themselves. The county lord doesn't have to worry about it. ”

"Thank you." Xie Yanhe bowed slightly towards everyone, and after she finished speaking, she hurried away.

When Chunxue came to find Princess Fuqing, Xie Yanhe sat next to Princess Fuqing. Although Chunxue's voice was very low, Xie Yanhe didn't hear what Chunxue said clearly. But she instinctively felt that things were by no means as simple as Princess Fuqing said.

By the time Xie Yanhe came out of the flower hall of the banquet, there was no longer Princess Fuqing in front of him. Xie Yanhe's eyes had a hint of solemnity, and she told the mandarin duck to stay, she lifted the corner of her skirt and chased in the direction of Princess Fuqing.

Along the way, Xie Yanhe's footsteps were like flying, her flower-like skirt was blown by the night wind, and her light figure was like a butterfly fluttering among the flowers.

At the door of the Moon Cave, Xie Yanhe finally saw the figure of Princess Fuqing, her sweet voice was slightly raised, and she shouted: "Your Highness, wait for me......"

"Yonghe, why are you here?" Princess Fuqing stopped when she heard the sound. She turned around, and under the moonlight, those gorgeous phoenix eyes seemed to be filled with crystal tears.

Xie Yanhe's heart "chuckled" and chased after him quickly.

"Your Highness, what happened?" Xie Yanhe's voice was a little light and panting, her cheeks were crimson, and her white forehead was even oozing a thin layer of sweat.

"It's fine, it's a little thing." Princess Fuqing said in a stiff voice.

Soon, she noticed the inappropriateness in her tone, and hurriedly made up for it and smiled: "It's something happening over there in the Duke of Chu Mansion." The guests are still waiting for you, Yonghe, you go back first. ”

Princess Fuqing's concubine was born in the Duke of Chu and is the son of the Duke of Chu. Mrs. Chu in the house is still alive, but she has never been at odds with Princess Fuqing, the granddaughter-in-law. Except for the in-laws on the top of her head, Princess Fuqing is not close to the Duke of Chu.

If something happened to the Guogong Mansion, how could Princess Fuqing lose her temper on the spot at the banquet. Xie Yanhe didn't believe Princess Fuqing's explanation at all.

Looking at Princess Fuqing's pale face, Xie Yanhe's face was as cold as snow, and his eyes were full of seriousness and seriousness.

She lowered her voice and said, "Your Highness, we will be honest with each other. If the news that Chunxue just said does not involve His Highness's privacy, please don't hide it from me. ”

Xie Yanhe's face was very solemn, and the persistence and determination in his eyes were even more difficult to ignore: "Your Highness is a guest here with me, and I, the host, will never let Your Highness leave the table in such a panic." ”

"Yonghe, it's better that you still don't know about this matter." Princess Fuqing took a deep breath, she suppressed her troubled thoughts, suppressed her temper and said, "Time is urgent, this palace will go first." After speaking, Princess Fuqing directly threw Xie Yanhe in place and walked away with Chunxue.

Xie Yanhe looked at the back of Princess Fuqing, with a beautiful face expressionless. After a while, she coldly hooked the corners of her lips and left in the other direction.

Under the steps of Xiaocang Garden, a carriage engraved with the emblem on Princess Fuqing's mansion was parked.

Xie Yanhe's breathing was slightly panting, and she said to the maid waiting next to the carriage, "Your Highness asked me to wait for her on the carriage first." ”

The maid who followed the car was the palace maid Fanglu next to Princess Fuqing, and she knew that the relationship between her master and the county lord of Yonghe was very good, so she did not suspect it.

Fang Lu hurriedly lifted the curtain of the car: "County lord, please inside." ”

Xie Yanhe got into the carriage. When she was running just now, Xie Yan and her hair fell on a pavilion of golden hairpins, and she didn't care about picking them up. Along the way, the green silk was scattered, and the bun he was holding seemed to be falling.

Xie Yanhe pointed to the comb, pulled up the slippery lock of hair again, and fixed it with an orchid hairpin next to her sideburns.

Just a few breaths, Princess Fuqing's sweet and hoarse voice came from outside the carriage: "Fang Lu, where is Feng Ying?" Didn't you say that you were waiting for Hongu here? ”

"Your Highness, Gonggong Feng informed you first, and you are already on the way to join the horse at this time." Fang Lu said in a low voice.

"What about Ze'er and Zhu'er? Is there anyone around to take care of you? Princess Fuqing's voice was tense.

"Back to Your Highness, the two masters have already asked their ladies to come over and take care of them." Without waiting for Princess Fuqing to ask, Fang Lu took the lead and said, "Your Highness, rest assured, the slave maid did not alarm anyone. I just told my wife that the little boy had a cold. ”

Princess Fuqing got into the car and ordered: "Send the message back, let people block the news immediately." The stakes are very high, even if it is her mother, she must not be allowed to leave the princess's mansion for half a step. ”

"Yes, Your Highness!" Fang Lu hurriedly summoned a guard to come forward and speak.

Just when Chunxue was about to lift the curtain, a plain hand suddenly stretched out from the carriage, and the slender and slender fingers seemed to be soft onions dipped in snow and frozen bones......

Princess Fuqing was shocked, almost screamed, and after seeing the people in the car clearly, her pupils shrank, and she said unhappily: "Yonghe, what are you doing here?" ”

"The situation is urgent. Your Highness, let's get into the carriage first. Xie Yanhe's sweet voice was like a tense bowstring, and his sparkling eyes were as cold as snow.

Princess Fuqing glared fiercely at Fang Lu, who had put Xie Yanhe in privately, and got into the carriage very passively.

"Drive!" The coachman whistled, and the carriage got on the official road and sped away in the direction of Kyoto.

Xie Yanhe counted the sound of wheels behind him. When she first left the house, there were three carriages outside, all of which were wrapped in cloth, and as for the shadows, I don't know how many guards were still hiding.

Xie Yanhe's voice tightened, secretly pinched his palm, and took the lead in asking Princess Fuqing: "Since Your Highness let me get into the carriage, do you want to hide it from me now?" ”

"It's not that this palace wants to hide it from you." Princess Fuqing raised her hand and pinched her eyebrows, her voice revealing unconcealable exhaustion. It's like exhaustion, and all the spirit is pulled into a thin line, which may collapse at any time.

"The emperor's orders, the palace should obey. Besides......" Princess Fuqing's anxious eyes revealed a trace of sincerity: "At this time, it is not appropriate to tell you about this matter." ”

"So, is there an accident in the palace?"

Xie Yanhe keenly grasped the loopholes in Princess Fuqing's words.

While secretly deliberating in her heart, she looked at Princess Fuqing and said, "I just heard the conversation between Your Highness and Fang Lu. Feng Ying was mentioned in the words......"

Xie Yanhe's eyes were bright, and he stared at Princess Fuqing with good eyes, refusing to let go of even the slightest change in Princess Fuqing's face.

She asked very slowly: "I don't know what kind of big thing happened to the Duke of Chu Mansion that could make Feng Ying, who was beside His Majesty, leave the palace at night; What kind of big event does it take for Feng Ying and Chu Shizi to meet? Not only that, Your Highness, you also have to enclose your mother-in-law and aunt in the princess's mansion to prevent leaking the news! Your Highness, tell me? ”

Faced with Xie Yanhe's repeated questions, Princess Fuqing leaned against the wall of the carriage like a force.

Chunxue hurriedly put a soft pillow behind Princess Fuqing to prevent Princess Fuqing's back from being hit by the carriage wall.

"Yonghe, my father has been assassinated." Princess Fuqing's voice was suppressed with a faint tear, her heart was tensed into a full bowstring, although she was fragile and about to reach her limit, she still didn't dare to relax for half a minute.

"W-What? ......" Xie Yan and a face suddenly faded blood, and her low voice trembled, as if coming from the distant sky, without half a minute of temperature.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, is he okay......" Xie Yanhe's voice was so low that it was indistinct. She pinched the palm of her hand hard, and the delicate nails that were well maintained were all broken, and the soft skin of her palm was dripping with blood.

"Hongu doesn't know anything." Princess Fuqing laughed miserably, and said intermittently: "Father gave Jingyuan the token that could mobilize Jin Wuwei, and secretly instructed him to contact Shen Faxing. In addition, martial law has been imposed in the palace, and Jiang Liuqu, the deputy commander of the palace guards, is personally guarding the Qianyuan Palace. ”

Princess Fuqing's words revealed a hint of murderous intent, and her misty gaze suddenly seemed to be lit by flames, and it was red.

"Yonghe, do you understand now? At this time, you entered the palace, it was too eye-catching, and your reputation ......"

Xie Yanhe's peach blossom eyes filled with tears, and she interrupted Princess Fuqing's words in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty...... Your Majesty was assassinated on the way back to the palace, wasn't it? ”

The palace is heavily guarded, Wei Zhao is extraordinary, and there are masters around him. Except on the way back to the palace, Xie Yanhe couldn't find a chance for those people to start.

Princess Fuqing was stunned, she looked at Xie Yanhe's eyes holding back tears, and her heart was very complicated: Yonghe's appearance was obviously affectionate to her father.

Princess Fuqing's eyes flashed with a hint of unbearableness, and she murmured: "Where was my father assassinated, and the palace doesn't know ......."