After piling up half a carriage of playthings, Youhuan bought enough and said to Zhao Huajin: "Go back to the palace." ”

Zhao Huajin glanced at the hour and said, "It's still early, don't you want to go anywhere else?" ”

Youhuan thought about it, she actually had a lot of places she wanted to go, but those places didn't leave her with good memories, so forget it.

Youhuan smiled and said, "No." ”

Zhao Huajin was not reluctant, and said, "Then go back to the palace." ”

"What people!" Behind him, Ling Jian let out a low snort.

Youhuan, who was about to step on the wheel of the car with her skirt, looked back strangely, and the person dressed as a small guy was stopped by Ling Jian.

The little guy shrunk his neck in fright by Ling Jian's momentum, but he still insisted on finishing his words, and said: "The little one was ordered by King Rui to inform the county lord that he had abruptly attacked the county lord in Ruan's mansion before, so the prince personally prepared an apology, please wait here for a while, and the apology will arrive soon." ”

A trace of disgust flashed in Youhuan's eyes, and he didn't want to think about what happened in Ruan's Mansion that day.

Zhao Huajin said to Youhuan: "Go in first, go outside." ”

Youhuan pursed her lips, "Hmm." ”

After Youhuan lowered the curtain, Zhao Huajin turned around and walked in front of the little guy.

The little guy was weak-legged, looked down at the bluestone slab on the ground, and didn't dare to raise his head to look at Zhao Huajin.

Didn't the prince say that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was kind-hearted and would definitely not treat him well, but now he felt as if he had a knife on his neck and was about to cut off his head at any time.

"When did you enter the Rui Palace?" Zhao Huajin suddenly opened her mouth and asked a question that sounded irrelevant.

The little guy stammered back, "Little ...... The little one only entered the Rui Wangfu a few days ago to do things, and the ancestors accumulated virtue, and the small one was valued by the prince and became the prince's personal servant. ”

"Did the king tell you where the people who served him before had gone?" Zhao Huajin said again.

The little guy shook his head, "I don't know, I don't dare to ask more about the prince's affairs." ”

"Then Hongu will tell you." Zhao Huajin's eyes sank, and his voice was as deep as a cold pool, "That little guy was killed by this palace, because King Rui moved the people of this palace, and this palace can't let him die now, so he killed the people around him to vent his anger." ”

He not only killed the people around Zhao Que, but also disposed of the secret guards that Empress Li sent out to arrest Baili Youhuan at that time, and then threw them in front of King Rui's mansion.

However, Zhao Que did not tell Empress Li about this, but secretly disposed of those corpses by himself, afraid that he didn't want to be embarrassed in front of Zhao Huajin anymore.

The little guy listened to Zhao Huajin's words, and it was clear that the sun was shining above his head, but he felt like he was in an ice cave, and his face turned pale with fright.

Everyone in the world said that Zhao Huajin, the prince of the Rong Dynasty, had a Buddha heart, treated the people well, and loved the people like children, but the little guy felt that what those people said was rumors.

He wanted to cry without tears now, he only felt that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really wanted to kill him.

Ling Jian grabbed the back collar of the little servant and said, "You can go back to the palace with us." ”

The little guy was almost frightened, he was really just a messenger. He originally wanted to do something for King Rui, so that King Rui could also notice him, and his status in the palace would be better in the future, but he didn't expect that the first thing he would do was to come down and pass a message to His Royal Highness the Prince.

The little guy looked at the restaurant opposite as if asking for help.

A sharp suona sound pierced through the noise on the street, and also reached Youhuan's ears, funerals happen every day, not surprising, Youhuan didn't want to open the curtain and look out.

But I didn't want to hear someone on the side of the road say, "Those are the young ladies of the Ruan family, right?" ”

"It turned out that the Ruan family was doing the funeral, who went here?"

Youhuan's slightly drooping eyelashes trembled, and the person outside said again: "It seems that the old man of the Ruan family has gone, and the old man of the Ruan family used to be a doctor from the previous dynasty." This life, old age, sickness and death, is really inaccurate. ”