Yun Yuan returned to the familiar courtyard again, and this time, she had to hide herself.

It is indeed too obvious that the whip moves, but it should not be a strange thing that a living black cat accidentally ran into the study.

The top priority is to let Wan Jinyue quickly open the talisman on her body.

Wan Jinyue watched the black hairball circle around the courtyard, as if she was familiar with her new home.

In a better mood, she stopped thinking about those vague dreams for a while.

The black cat suddenly walked in front of her, touched the amulet on her neck with her front paws, meow~

Wan Jinyue picked up the black cat, "This is Ah Liang's talisman?" ”

Meow~

"Ah Liang wants to send me?" Yun Yuan nodded desperately, hoping in her heart that Wan Jinyue could quickly open the small triangle with cloth strips.

Wan Jinyue took the small triangle and looked at it, she rubbed Yun Yuan's head, "Ah Liang just keep it for himself." With that, she got up and went back to the house.

Yun Yuan quickly rushed to Wan Jinyue, it gently hugged Wan Jinyue's legs with its two front paws, and seeing that Wan Jinyue was not leaving, it quickly grabbed the talisman rope around its neck and broke it, and the small triangle fell to the ground in an instant.

It hurts to scratch yourself with this cat's claw.

Yun Yuan held down the amulet with her left paw, and her right paw carefully grasped the yellow paper on the amulet, revealing a corner of the cloth strip inside.

Wan Jinyue, who found the clue, slowly squatted down, she took the talisman on the cat's paw, and pulled out the strip of cloth.

A strong feeling of dizziness came, and she fell sideways while she was half-squatting.

"County Lord." Mu Xin, who was in the courtyard, trotted over, and Yun Yuan hurriedly hid the strip of cloth under her with her front paws.

Chengwang Mansion, woman, Jinningyuan, blood, screams...... Wan Jinyue's head swelled and ached as if it was about to be split. She suddenly remembered the night of the assassination in King Cheng's Mansion.

Who are you?

Yun Yuan buried the cloth in the corner of the courtyard, marked it with stones, and then sneaked into Wan Jinyue's room, where it lay quietly at the bottom of the bed, listening to the invited doctors coming in and out, busy.

Today, Shen Tan went out of the far door, and Mu Zhi listened to the doctor's words, and his hanging heart could be regarded as relaxed.

The county lord is fine, but he faints for a while, and he will wake up the next day.

The lamp in the room was lit at some point, and Yun Yuan lay under the bed, her stomach rumbling with hunger.

Xiao Ji, the king of Cheng, appeared in front of Jiang Ziyue as promised. The two of them sat apart, with the mouth-watering food and wine in front of them.

"You all go down, this king and the side concubine want to talk alone for a while."

The already empty dining room was now only two people, so quiet that only the faint sound of breathing remained.

Jiang Ziyue knew that King Cheng was here to kill tonight, and there was no difference between this table of dishes and the severed head meal given to the prisoner before the execution.

But she didn't want to die like this, she had a dagger in her sleeve, how could she know if she could do something without trying? For example, the King of the Blade.

"Your Highness, drink a cup of chrysanthemum brewing, which was brewed by the concubine herself some time ago."

"The concubine has a heart." Today's cups, bowls and chopsticks are all made of silver, which also saves a lot of trouble of mutual suspicion, at least this rice, on the surface, is quite harmonious.

As soon as you came and went, both of them gave each other a lot of dishes, and the wine jug gradually became empty.

Jiang Ziyue watched as it was getting late, and the drum had already been beaten.

She took the opportunity to give King Cheng a dish, and quickly plunged the dagger into King Cheng's left chest, and the tip of the dagger had just pierced into the hard ribs.

Xiao Ji quickly got up and subdued Jiang Ziyue, and the blood-stained dagger had already been thrown in the corner of the room.

The silver cups and plates fell to the ground, and the guards of the Chengwang Mansion heard the sound and entered the house.

"Concubine Jiang intends to assassinate the king, take him down, and take care of it."

Xiao Ji covered his left chest and walked out of the house unsteadily, his mind is strong, but unfortunately he has never killed anyone, and people who have not practiced do not stab the soft belly What heart do they choose?

Jiang Ziyue was detained in the dining room on the spot, she was not afraid of death, but she was afraid that Xiao Ji wanted more than just death. She thought back to the two innocent women of the good family who died tragically.

There was a squeak, and the door opened, and it was two mothers-in-law with faces. They stepped forward to search Jiang Ziyue's whole body, all sharp things were collected, and her hair was also broken and combed, replaced with the jade hairpin that couldn't kill anyone.

The porcelain vase and other things in the dining room were also removed, Jiang Ziyue watched their movements, and knew in her heart that King Cheng was going to break off his idea of assassinating him a second time.

Jiang Ziyue, who was very tired, sat quietly, she lay her head on the dining room table in a daze, and she didn't know if the black cat could pass the news out and let people see it.

Zhuo Baiqing had been avoiding the search of a group of guards in the dark room of the study, and she was already stupid, so she followed the six-year-old Xiao Xu back to the hospital.

"This is the clothes of the maid in the house, you change into this waist card and go out of the house, don't come back in the future." The childish childish voice said this very awkwardly.

Zhuo Baiqing didn't feel abnormal, now she just wants to go home. "Thank you." She went to the screen and changed her clothes, and her bun quickly untied and knotted.

Zhuo Baiqing, who successfully walked out of the Cheng Palace, hid in the secluded street and cried with the waist card.

She raised her eyes to look at the rising sun, and only felt that she could live, and the grievances she had suffered for many years because of the lack of beauty in her face disappeared in an instant.

Wan Jinyue, who had been forcibly poured a lot of decoction, finally woke up when the sky was about to dawn, she remembered everything, she was Wan Jinyue, not Chen Yi, not the county lord of Yuqing, and not Shen Tan's sister.

She lay flat on the bed, looking at the wind-swept curtain, and it was imperative to find out where the whip really went, so as to find out where Yun Yuan was.

As for Sister Jiang, judging from yesterday's strip of cloth, she already knows the nature of King Cheng.

But the Jiang family is still useful to King Cheng, as long as King Cheng doesn't find out that she knows, for a while, Sister Jiang should become a magnificent ornament like Princess Xiao Fang's family of Cheng, although there is no freedom but no worries about life.

She pretended to sleep as usual until she woke up at three o'clock. Mu Xin entered the door silently with the toiletry, her eyes dodging.

"Mu Xin has something on his mind?" Wan Jinyue raised her hands flat, Mu Xin did not reply, she dressed Wan Jinyue with a focused expression, a plain dress for formal occasions.

Someone died last night?

Mu Xin, who was dressed, knelt down like this. "Please mourn the county lord, Concubine Jiang suddenly fell ill and went last night."

"What?" An indescribable dull ache welled up in her heart, and she almost fell, holding on to the screen, and slowly walked to the table.

She tried to keep herself calm, calm, and not to lose her temper, but the tears just flowed uncontrollably, and the nasal cavity was uncomfortable.

Yun Yuan lay under the bed, listening to the cry from restraint to uncontrollable, no matter how fast her hands and feet were, she couldn't help the peach blossom fairy for half a minute, she still died after all, in the west wind of October.

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