After bathing, Huaiyu changed into the clothes prepared by the maid.

This is a simple casual dress in the color of begonia, but because the color is too bright, it always reminds Huaiyu of the wedding dress she wore when she was in Furong Town.

She was accustomed to wearing short clothes that were easy to march, but now that she wore them, she couldn't even walk.

Huaiyu's hair was very large and long, and the two maids took care of it for a long time, but the hair was still half-dry, and Huaiyu sent them away, and sat in front of the dressing mirror with a handkerchief and twisted her hair.

The hand holding the handkerchief was held by a pair of large hands: "I'll come." ”

Huaiyu paused, let go of his hand, and just let Zhao Yan wipe his hair.

The two of them have the meaning of an old husband and wife.

It seems that at this moment, there are only the two of them in this world, and the ups and downs outside are no longer important.

After Huaiyu's hair was completely dry, Zhao Yan looked at the moon hidden behind the dark clouds, gently closed the window door, and said, "It seems that it will rain again tonight, it's late at night, rest early." ”

"You-"

"I'm in the study next to me, I'll talk about it tomorrow, you can rest tonight."

Lying in a stable and comfortable bed, listening to the sound of rain and wind outside, Huaiyu fell asleep with rare peace of mind.

A dreamless night.

On the second day, Huaiyu woke up and faced Zhao Yan's magnified handsome face, Huaiyu's brain went blank for a second, "Hmm, Zhao!" Feast! ”

"Oh, you're awake."

Zhao Yan smiled like a fox with a full meal.

Huaiyu sat up spoiled and helpless, "Zhao Xuan married Wang Daidai, does the emperor know about this?" ”

Knowing yesterday that the person who got married was not Zhao Yan, Huaiyu only snickered, and didn't have time to ask what was going on.

"I didn't know it yesterday, but I should know it today." Zhao Yan said lightly, not caring at all, "Huaiyu doesn't need to worry, it's a big deal, there is me." ”

"Zhao Kou is meticulous and aggressive, I'm worried—"

"The means are sharp, but there are no soldiers in his hands, and he can't set off any storms."

Speaking of this, Huaiyu remembered Shen Jiajun, "Shen Changan was ordered by the emperor?" ”

"I was negligent." Zhao Yan apologized, "I only counted Shen Jing's stubbornness for his own use, but I didn't expect the emperor to let Shen Changan privately take away the power of the Shen family's army." ”

On the way to Kyoto, Huaiyu had already heard that Shen Changan took advantage of Shen Jing's coma to seize the power of the Shen family's army.

Like Zhao Yan, she never expected that Shen Changan, a person who has always appeared in the public eye as a literati, would seize her uncle's military power so quickly and mercilessly.

"If there is no instruction from the emperor, he, Shen Chang'an, will never do such an unkind, unrighteous and unfilial thing."

"Chang'an Zhongjun, the only person who can make him act like this is the king."

The two talked and had breakfast, the hibiscus flowers in the courtyard were swaying in the wind, and Huaiyu leaned on the porch, watching quietly.

She remembered in a trance that when she was a child, she often climbed in from the banyan tree outside the wall of the Eighth Princess, and at that time, this lonely courtyard was so pitifully hidden in this corner of the Eighth Princess's Mansion.

Today, the former barren courtyard is full of life and appearance.

It's just that the carefree days of the past are gone after all.

Huaiyu quietly looked at Zhao Yan, who was sitting under the pavilion reading a book, and smiled.

But fortunately, he is here.

"Childe, the prince sent someone to let Childe go to Mingde Hall, and specially said that Childe would bring guests."

Guest?

Huaiyu looked at Zhao Yan with a smile, this "guest" is talking about himself?

The news of the eighth prince is also quite fast.

Zhao Yan put down the book and walked over and asked Huaiyu, "Are you willing to go?" If we don't want to, we won't go. ”

Huaiyu smiled: "Go, why don't you go." ”

Although she hadn't met the Eighth Prince a few times, and when she was a child, she often scolded the drunken Eighth King behind Zhao Yan's back countless times, but after all, the Eighth Prince was Zhao Yan's nominal father.

When the two came to Mingde Hall, the eighth prince was majestic and noble, which was very different from what Huaiyu imagined.

"You are Gu Huaiyu?"

"Exactly."

Zhao Yan took Huaiyu forward and sat down, and the eighth prince waited for the little guy who poured the tea to pack up the tea set and went down, before he said, "Yan'er has never been so attentive to anyone, I thought you had three heads and six arms, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that." ”

Huaiyu didn't care much about the wit in the Eighth Prince's words, and only said calmly: "The Eighth Prince called me here just to insult me in a roundabout way?" ”

If she cared so much about other people's eyes and other people's evaluations, she would have been scolded and scolded to death by the nobles of Daqing for so many years.

How dare you come to Kyoto alone?

"Gu Yanhe is honest and loyal to the royal family all his life, but his daughter braved the world's disapproval to raise troops against Qing, the girl is not afraid of the world's shame, isn't she afraid of insulting Gu Yanhe's life of Qingming?"

"A lifetime of Qingming?"

Huaiyu's gaze at the Eighth Prince was chillingly cold.

However, the eighth prince is not very human after all, and in the face of Huaiyu's cold gaze, he still smiled lightly, patiently waiting for Huaiyu's answer.

"The eighth prince commented on my father's 'clear life' at the moment, don't you think it's too late?"

At the beginning, her father and mother were put to death by being labeled as a thief, really when she was young and ignorant, she didn't understand anything?

Gu Jiajun is loyal, her father has been fighting horses all his life, Dingxi Rong, peaceful and chaotic, in the end, he ended up being a cunning rabbit and a dead lackey, at this moment to say 'a life of Qingming', it is simply a joke!

"The first emperor is dead, the new emperor has ascended the throne, and he has also granted amnesty to the Duan family in the underworld, and returned General Gu's innocence, and the old grievances should be settled." The eighth prince said, "There is a way to get a lot of help from the righteous, and there is little help from the unjust, Yundu Gu Jiajun is no longer a righteous teacher after all, where does the girl plan to go?" ”

"Where she goes, I will go."

Before Huaiyu could answer, Zhao Yan had already spoken out.

The eighth prince looked at Zhao Yan helplessly, this child and his father, that is, the original Youhe Emperor Zhao Jin, were trapped in the word 'love'.

"If the eldest brother knows that you have abandoned your ancestral family business for a woman, you will not be able to live in peace under the Yellow Spring."

After Zhao Yan returned to Kyoto from Anqing, he had already made it clear to the Eighth Prince that he knew his life experience, so the Eighth Prince no longer regarded himself as a father in front of Zhao Yan, but talked to Zhao Yan as an uncle.

"In this world, how many people still know that my father has my son?"

Zhao Yan's expression was faint, he wished that he was not Zhao Jin's son, and he even wished that he was just an ordinary person.

But his mother left him Xunyanlou, a powerful organization in the world, how could he leave it alone?

People in the world only know that he is the child born to a concubine of the eighth prince, and there are all kinds of speculations about him, but although there are many speculations, no one dares to think about Zhao Yan is the child of Ji Chen and Zhao Jin.

After all, one is Emperor Youhe, who has reigned for only five years, and the other is a female general who once dominated the world and was given the marriage of the eighth prince.