Chapter 130

Return to Beijing

Chu Rong took Song Li to Zhao Mansion to report his safety, and seeing that Song Li was safe and sound, everyone's hanging hearts finally fell back into their stomachs.

Chu Tianfeng and Song Huaijin looked unusually tired, obviously not resting well.

When it came to Wangcheng, Song Li knew that during her captivity, the King of Pingyang had been sending people to hunt down Wangcheng, and in order to ensure the safety of Wangcheng, Chu Tianfeng had sent someone to escort Wangcheng back to Beijing.

And the capital also kept sending letters urging her to return to Beijing.

Song Li rested in Zhao's Mansion for one night, and on the second day, everyone was ready to set off for Beijing under the send-off of Zhaofu Yin.

"Lord Zhao, we are waiting for you in the capital!"

When leaving, Song Li deliberately paid attention to the face of Xia Zhao Mansion Yin, his Yintang, Guanlu, and Migration Three Palaces were all bright and translucent, and promotion was already an ironclad matter, and she had nothing to worry about.

"Thank you, Miss Song!"

Since seeing Song Li rescue Wang Cheng with a compass, Zhao Fuyin has been convinced of Song Li's ability, and he has also heard his wife mention Song Li's previous affairs in the restaurant, and his mood suddenly improved, and he solemnly saluted Song Li.

"Don't thank me, Lord Zhao loves the people like a son and has been hiding for many years for the sake of the country, this is the blessing you deserve."

Song Li smiled and saluted Zhao Fuyin, and then climbed into the carriage under Zhao Fuyin's gaze.

The roads outside the city were full of people, constantly chanting for the crown prince Chitose.

Obviously, Chu Tianfeng has captured a lot of people's hearts in this trip, which is a good thing for him, since ancient times, those who have won the hearts of the people have won the world, and Chu Tianfeng has undoubtedly completely gained a firm foothold.

On the city tower behind the team, Chu Zeting watched Song Li's carriage leave from a distance, and his expression did not change at all as usual.

Once the team returns to the capital, then the disaster in the Pingyang Royal Mansion is not far off.

But he didn't have a trace of fear, worry, and even a feeling of revenge and raising his eyebrows.

"Shizi, it's been ten years."

The little guy standing behind him also looked at the team in the distance, and unlike Chu Zeting, his eyes were a little distant, as if he was recalling something.

"yes, let's go."

Chu Zeting nodded expressionlessly, and at the moment he turned around, Song Li's appearance suddenly appeared in his pupils.

Song Li, we will meet again, wait for me in the capital.

Song Li suddenly lifted the curtain and looked at Chu Zeting, who was gradually disappearing on the city tower, his eyes were a little dark.

After looking at it for a while, she slowly lowered the curtain until she could no longer see.

"Why can't you bear it?"

Chu Rong glanced at her half-lifted his eyelids and said jokingly.

Song Li shook his head, his expression was dim, "Chu Zeting is a person with a story. ”

Hearing this, Chu Rong glanced at her deeply, took out a letter that had been opened from the secret compartment of the carriage and handed it to Song Li.

Looking at Shang Song Li's curious eyes, he smiled lightly, and said in a flat voice: "Chu Zeting's story." ”

Song Li took the letter suspiciously, opened it and read it.

The carriage swayed along the official road.

There was no sound except for the creaking of the wheels and the hooves of horses, and it was neither quiet nor noisy.

Song Li looked at the contents of the letter, and his heart calmed down little by little.

The first half of Chu Zeting's life can be described as extremely miserable, and the position of the son of the world is not easy.

It's really the son of the iron who beats the king's mansion and flows.

The Pingyang Royal Mansion lasted more than 30 years, and more than ten sons were replaced, and Chu Zeting climbed from a concubine to today's position, so you can imagine how difficult it is.

But fortunately, it is bittersweet.

Before he was twelve years old, he had been living in an unattended corner of Pingyang Palace, and the people in the palace called him San'er, eating glutinous vegetables and cold rice, and his clothes were not covered, unlike the street beggars, he also had a place to hide from the rain.

Until he was twelve years old, the Yun family died tragically overnight, and the blood flowed like a river.

He was also taken out of that corner and seen the light.

The Yun family exchanged hundreds of lives for him for a glimmer of hope, and he did not let the Yun family die in vain, and proved his ability to climb to today's position with his ability and actions.

Song Li leaned on the carriage, and Chu Zeting was lying in the desert covered in blood, and his eyes were full of desire to survive.

Perhaps for him, death is the most terrible ......

"Will Chu Zeting be implicated?"

Chu Rong shook his head, glanced at Song Li and quickly lowered his eyelids, "The secrets that Wang Cheng knows are all told to him by Chu Zeting. ”

When Song Li heard this, he sat up straight in an instant and looked at Chu Rong incredulously.

"Otherwise, how do you think Wang Cheng knows the secrets of the Pingyang Palace?"

Chu Rong said calmly, and Song Li nodded slowly.

Yes, no matter how powerful Wang Cheng is, he is just a magistrate, even if he has great skills, if no one tells him, how can he know so much.

But what is Chu Zeting doing this for?

Is it to avenge the blood feud of the Yun family?

"Is it appropriate for you to think of a man in front of me?"

Seeing Song Li's eyes drifting away again, Chu Rong stared at her and said deliciously.

Song Li looked stunned, retracted his thoughts and muttered quietly, "Vinegar ghost!" ”

Chu Rong squinted, suddenly leaned in front of Song Li, and said in a dangerous tone, "What did you say?" ”

Looking at Chu Rong's appearance, Song Li suddenly laughed, she raised her hand and poked Chu Rong's cheek, and her smiling eyes narrowed into a slit.

"Still laughing, I have no conscience, I haven't closed my eyes for a few days and nights in order to find you, it's good that you are still thinking about other men at this time."

Chu Rong also raised his hand and poked Song Li's face, his face full of resentment.

The smile on Song Li's face suddenly tightened, she moved to Chu Rong's side, stretched out her hand to wrap her arms around Chu Rong's waist, and said in a coquettish tone: "Okay, I know, Chu Shizi has worked hard for you, thank you for worrying about me." ”

Chu Rong looked down at the top of Song Li's hair, feeling the temperature from her, a gentle smile rose at the corner of his mouth, he touched Song Li's cheek and hummed softly.

"Miss Song, there is a letter from the emperor."

Jing Yan's voice sounded outside the carriage, and Song Li's face flashed for a moment, and he hurriedly came out of Chu Rong's arms, touched his somewhat hot cheeks, and opened the curtain to look at Jing Yan.

Looking at Song Li's reddened cheeks and unnatural expression, Jing Yan quickly understood that he was really not at the right time, and in order to avoid embarrassment, he moved his head slightly away and handed the letter to the window casually.

Song Li quickly took the letter.

"The old lady is seriously ill, see it and come back quickly!"

She looked at the contents of the letter, and her heart trembled.

Grandmother is sick!

She quickly handed the letter to Chu Rong, who glanced at it and nodded.

"If you can't rest assured, I'll let Shang Qing escort you back first."

"That's all there is to it."

Song Li nodded, quickly stopped the carriage, and after talking to Chu Tianfeng and Song Huaijin, he found a horse and hurried in the direction of the capital.

They basically did not rest along the road, and the original journey of more than ten days, they shortened by half the time, and arrived in the capital on the evening of the fifth day.

"Miss Song, if you don't worry, go back to the house to see the old lady first, we will go to the palace to resume our lives."

As soon as he entered the city, Jing Yan saw that Le Songli was deeply worried, and pondered for a moment and said quickly.

"It's fine."

Song Li quickly accepted Jing Yan's proposal, and she turned her horse's head and hurried back to the Guogong Mansion.

Considering that she was still nominally in prison, she chose to sneak in.

Old lady in the yard.

The old lady was sitting on the recliner and scolding Emperor Tianxuan.

"I tried my best to send the holy decree from the palace to help him ascend the throne, but now he unloads the mill and kills the donkey, locks up my little granddaughter for more than a month, and rejects me from the palace......"

"Old lady, you are discouraged."

Mama Lu was fanning the old lady on the side and constantly comforting her.

Seeing that the old lady was radiant and did not look sick at all, Song Li twitched the corner of her mouth fiercely, and quickly jumped off the wall.

However, she can also think of the reason, the old lady pretended to be sick just to let Emperor Tianxuan recall the previous accident and let her go, but unfortunately the old lady didn't calculate that Song Li was not in Beijing at all, and she pretended to be sick for half a month in vain.

Leaving the old lady's courtyard, she jumped on the wall of Song Zhang again.

The door of Song Zhang's study was closed and he couldn't hear any movement, and he didn't know if he was in the house.

She glanced at it and quickly entered the palace.

In the palace, Jing Yan reported the affairs of the capital in every detail.

Emperor Tianxuan's face was dyed with a little urgency, and he kept looking towards the door of the imperial study, as if he was waiting for something.

Jing Yan secretly raised his eyes to glance at Emperor Tianxuan's anxious appearance, and continued to lower his head to act as a wall of air.

After a long time, Song Li was finally late.

"You're here!"

Looking at Song Li, who appeared at the door of the imperial study, Emperor Tianxuan stood up impatiently and went straight to Song Li.

Looking at Emperor Tianxuan, who was extremely enthusiastic and came out to greet her directly, Song Li's eyebrows jumped faintly, and he was a little unaccustomed to it.

"Courtiers see the emperor!"

Song Li entered the hall and saluted Emperor Tianxuan.

Emperor Tianxuan hurriedly pulled her up and waved his hand at the people in the hall.

The palace people in the hall and Jing Yan quickly rushed out, and there were only two people left in the hall in an instant.

Jing Yan was the last to exit and closed the door with his hand.

"I heard you're injured, and now you're almost recovering?"

Emperor Tianxuan's eyes looked at Song Li's face for a moment, and seeing that her face was still a little pale, he asked with concern.

Song Li smiled and said quickly: "Thank you for the emperor's concern, the courtiers have almost recovered." ”

Emperor Tianxuan nodded, took two steps with his hand and turned his back to Song Li, his face was a little gloomy, "This trip has worked hard for you, you really didn't disappoint me." ”

Song Li looked at Emperor Tianxuan's tall back and was a little foggy.

"Your Majesty, the courtiers failed to bring back the talisman, and asked the emperor to punish them."

She knelt down and took the initiative to plead guilty.

"You get up first." Emperor Tianxuan turned around slowly, without the slightest intention of blaming, "The talisman is already in your senior brother's hands, don't you know about this?" ”

Song Li glanced at Tianxuan for the first time and nodded slowly, "I know." ”

"So you're done with the talisman."

Emperor Tianxuan had a meaningful smile on his face.

Song Li narrowed his eyes and did not speak, but waited for Emperor Tianxuan's next words.

Emperor Tianxuan seemed to have seen through her thoughts, and quickly explained the reason to her, "Actually, your senior brother has already gone to Jinyang before you, but the Qingxu Immortal Elder still insists on letting you go. ”

"If you hadn't gone, your senior brother wouldn't have gotten the talisman so smoothly."

Listening to Emperor Tianxuan's explanation, Song Li's second monk was more and more confused.

What does Qin Yichen have to do with her when he gets the talisman?

She didn't do anything.

"Huh." Looking at Song Li's incomprehensible expression, Emperor Tianxuan suddenly smiled, "King Pingyang's soldiers are so tightly hidden, and my people haven't been looking for a fight for decades, but your senior brother found it and took it away as soon as he went, don't you think it's strange?" ”

It's a little weird, but what does it have to do with her?

"Because there are ghosts in Pingyang Palace."

Emperor Tianxuan said slowly, and Song Li suddenly realized.

Thinking of the story of Chu Zeting's body, it is not difficult to imagine that the ghost inside is Chu Zeting.

But what is Chu Zeting's intention to do this?

"Chu Zeting is doing this because of you!"

Emperor Tianxuan suddenly said meaningfully.

Song Li's eyes tightened, and he looked at Emperor Tianxuan for some reason, and he couldn't understand the meaning of what he said.

Emperor Tianxuan took a deep look at her, turned back to the table and sat down, picked up a letter and threw it lightly at his feet.

Song Li picked up the letter and glanced at it, and found that what was written on it was Chu Rong confiding in her outside the city.

She frowned, and looked at Emperor Tianxuan with the letter.

"I asked you to find a soldier to kill Pingyang, but you did this for me, what do you think Song Li?"