Chapter 137: It's still her to turn around
Thinking of the scene where the master was blocked every time he went back to Kyoto, Qingfeng said: "Those women, I heard that our prince was going to choose a concubine, did they all smile so much that they couldn't see their eyes?" ”
"That's nature, to say something disrespectful, our son is no worse than any prince! To be able to follow him, whether it is a wife or a concubine, is blessed! ”
Qingfeng smiled sarcastically, why did he just think that the son of Yushu Linfeng married those fake and delicate daughters of the family, but he was defiled?
My thoughts came back again, I still think that the woman who can hold a knife to meet the enemy in the desert, Mojiang City led them to break through, and Jizhou dared to enter the tiger's den alone, is the most suitable for their son-in-law?
Qingfeng sighed deeply, it was useless for him to think about these things, the decision was in the hands of the prince, the old prince and the general, and the general's wife!
Pull the quilt, cover your head and sleep, I only hope that the son of the world will marry in the future, the women who accept are all knowledgeable, gentle and kind, empathetic, able to write and martial arts, ice and snow smart, brave and decisive......
Wait, wait, think about it, isn't it still Miss Ning Yao? I can't think about it, I definitely can't think about it! Go to bed!
At this time, Xijing, the Second Prince's Mansion, a hurried knock on the door knocked Duan Zhiyuan out of his sleep: "Who?" ”
"Your Highness, it's me, Han Jing!"
When Duan Zhiyuan heard this, he immediately turned over, but was entangled by a pair of jade arms: "Second master, it's so late, what's the matter, can't you talk about it tomorrow?" ”
It's hard for the second prince to get her house to rest for a few nights a month, so let's leave, tomorrow, everyone in the mansion won't laugh at her?
The previous gentleness and pettiness disappeared in an instant, and Duan Zhiyuan directly threw people away: "There is something important in this hall, so you have to mess around!" ”
After speaking, he quickly put on his robe and went out, leaving the woman sitting on the bed sluggishly, looking forward to him day and night.
A few tears fell on the woman's flower-like face, this life is still very long, this kind of long night, waiting alone in the empty room, I don't know when it will be the end!
"How?" As soon as he went out, Duan Zhiyuan asked anxiously.
Han Jing's face was not very good: "Your Highness, let's go to the study and talk!" ”
Duan Zhiyuan thought about it, it might not go well, but what Han Jing said still shocked him fiercely.
"Your Highness, when we rushed to Jizhou overnight, we found that the underground palace had collapsed, and, and ......"
"And what?"
"And, it's been dug into the ground!"
Duan Zhiyuan's eyes widened: "What did you say?" ”
Han Jing knew that His Royal Highness had heard it clearly, and then said, "The silver taels buried under the underground palace are gone. Later, I inquired many times and learned that Gong Hai died of poison the next morning after he was captured, and six large boxes of real money and silver were carried by Xiao Junyi to the Taishou Mansion for registration. ”
Duan Zhiyuan's eyes were full of scarlet, and his teeth and fists gurgled: "Good for him, Xiao Junyi." ”
"Your Highness, what should I do next?"
Duan Zhiyuan sneered: "What should I do?" Hmph, a boss, a third, it is almost impossible for him to stand on my side with the Xiao family, and in this case, there is no need for him to return to Beijing. ”
Han Jing understood what his master meant: "Your Highness, please think twice, whether it is Xiao Junyi or the four winds around him, they are not idle people, otherwise, how can they bring Duan Yunqian back from Xiling Palace unscathed?" ”