Chapter 469: The courtyard is a little deeper
Xiao Shizhang paused on his face and said, "Mother, he was not killed in the mansion, but in the Yongxing Princess's mansion." Speaking of this, the string of beads in Concubine Yan's hand suddenly stopped.
Xiao Shizhang continued, with indescribable indifference in his voice: "Linhe Shizi was arrested for going to the princess's mansion to assassinate the princess, and the princess was sent out by her father. The previous Ju Bian was investigating the prince's affairs again. Although the princess is not dead now, what if the assassination is successful? Princess, Ju Bian, the prince, it's all gone......" Speaking of this, Xiao Shizhang's gaze was so gloomy that he almost had murderous intent.
The beads on Concubine Yan's hand didn't move again, and she held the entire bracelet tightly in the palm of her hand. She has already understood Xiao Shizhang's words, and there are several things that seem to be unimplicated, but there is one person behind it who absolutely benefits, and that is the prince. Ju Bian is the stain of the crown prince, the prince is the prince with ill intentions, and Princess Yongxing, although Concubine Yan doesn't know what happened in the palace that day, but it must also threaten the status of imperial power, and Princess Yongxing skillfully connected this series of things in it.
Is this an accident? Of course, Concubine Yan would not think so. She showed an inconspicuous smile, like the most common concubine Yan on weekdays, dignified and decent: "It seems that your father can't wait to pave the way for the new emperor, and there is really no father who doesn't love his son." ”
It's just who this son is, but not necessarily.
Concubine Yan's words stung Xiao Shizhang, because it was obvious that he was not the son that Xiao Yan paved the way and chosen.
"Son, you're right, you can't help but be in a hurry." Concubine Yan: "But you can't mess up." Now that the direction of the wind has changed, it is better to find other support. ”
"Other?" Xiao Shizhang raised his head.
Concubine Yan turned the bead string in her hand again and laughed silently.
A few days after the spring equinox, Jiankang City had a little bit of summer in the unexpectedly abundant sunshine, but people also knew that there was only a short period of good weather, and the women told their children to "cover the autumn frost in spring" and still wear spring clothes.
The walls in the small courtyard are a little mottled, and the owner may be a little angry, so he placed a few pots of flowers in the corner, which have a little bit of purple and red in the sparseness, and are quite a bit naughty of the girl's family. There is a magnolia in the middle of the courtyard, which is left from the original, the magnolia always grows very tall, the flowers are the size of a palm, through the light, Yu Yao raised her head and could only see the back of the magnolia flowers, and the front of each flower is always in the direction of growth.
"Girl......"
Chuncai's voice pulled her thoughts back, and after looking at the sun for a long time, Yu Yao squinted her eyes, adapted to the light in front of her, and said, "What's wrong?" ”
Chuncai squirmed for a long time, and Yu Yao urged: "I see that you have endured it for the past two days, if you have anything to say, it is uncomfortable." ”
"Girl, it's been more than ten days...... she quickly glanced at Yu Yao's face: "Wen Gongzi has never come to find the girl...... " The last sentence she almost squeezed out of her mouth, and quietly looked at Yu Yao worriedly after speaking.
Chuncai has always wanted to ask this question, but since she moved here, Yu Yao has not mentioned Wen Nian's affairs, the new house has a lot of things to be busy with, Yu Yao has not recruited any more people, many things are done by her and Chuncai, Chuncai knows that Yu Yao is uncomfortable and wants to find something to do, but it has been more than ten days, and she can't even find anything to do.
Wen Gongzi ...... When Yu Yao heard this name, she even felt a little in a trance.