Under the dark clouds, the heavily guarded Jin Wangfu is quiet, just after dinner, the maids here all go back to their rooms, and there are only patrolling guards in the yard, this is the practice of the Jin Wangfu for many years, the Jin Wangye has been quiet since he was a child, Fei'er has already explored, and there is no trace of smug smile at the corner of his mouth.

King Jin because of the rumors of the prince, after lunch was recruited into the palace by the emperor, since then he has not left the palace, and two hours after the curfew, I am afraid that the emperor will stay in the palace tonight, this is her excellent opportunity to do it, Princess Jin, her good sister, don't blame her for being ruthless, they are not a master after all, sooner or later there will be such a one.

He clutched the dagger tightly and floated down into the courtyard, flashing into the shadows, observing the movement around him. There are not many people in the Jin Palace, but she can't get the layout map of the Jin Palace, in fact, she has been with the prince for many years, and even the prince as a brother can't get the layout of the Jin Palace, which shows that their brotherly relationship is not as close as outsiders see.

She groped carefully, this is the inner courtyard, the King of Jin has not returned, and the courtyard of the Princess of Jin should be brightly lit, just by virtue of this, it will be much more convenient for her to find.

The glass lamp hanging under the porch shrouded Qing'er with a warm orange light, revealing a faint haze and drinking long, the veil was removed, and the face of the country and the city was overwhelmed, so that people were reluctant to look away when they saw it, Fei'er scolded resentfully, threw out the dagger in his hand, and under the dark night, a cold light approached Qing'er.

With a ding, Fei'er's dagger fell to the ground, Qing'er looked safely in the direction of her invisibility, she muttered, impossible, how could this be, her darts have been connected since she was three years old, it is difficult for anyone to escape, even those with strong martial arts may not be spared.

Dark One shot down the dagger, and Dark Er appeared behind Fei'er like a ghost, and lifted her up and threw her in the courtyard with a light: "This kind of three-legged cat's kung fu, dare to come to the Jin Palace, don't toss, I ordered your acupuncture points, stay honest." ”

Fei'er suddenly felt cold and painful. The cold, the pain, as if a knife had been buried in the bone, faintly, little by little, cut her, cut open, torn open from the inside out.

Qing'er stood faintly under the eaves of the porch, and the night breeze rolled up her long skirt, like a blooming lotus flower. Under the night sky, the ink was colored, and her rippling eyes shimmered like cold stars in the sky.

"Fei'er, when did you have such a good skill, come to me, the Jin Palace, to climb over the wall and break into the house, kill people and sell goods, and the daughter taught by the second aunt is vicious."

"You count me." Fei'er's soft body lay on the ground without any image, and a black night robe wrapped around her delicate body.

Liuzhu put the chair behind Qing'er just right, and helped her sit down, "Third Miss, you are so arrogant and domineering, you can't kill people, is it difficult to think that the second aunt can ask for Shangshu Mansion for you, or Shangshu Mansion can fight with Jin Wangfu for you." ”

A cold sweat came out in an instant, Shangshu Mansion is the second aunt's maiden family, but since entering Murong Mansion as a concubine, the second aunt has no contact with Shangshu Mansion, even if the second aunt is willing to give up her face to beg, Shangshu Mansion will definitely not have a hard fight with King Jin in order to protect herself.

Qing'er's slender five fingers, with distinct bone joints, rubbed the heater in her hand with her fingertips, and the night in early spring was a little cold, "Or is it that the third lady of Murong Mansion has someone else, you are just an impostor, a spy who was planted in the Murong family by the prince." ”

"If you can stand up for the prince and want my life, I don't know if you should say that you are loyal or delusional."

Liuzhu sneered again and again, "A worthless killer, thinking that you can have a chance to make a splash by occupying someone else's identity and entering the house, you still dare to think about it, but unfortunately, if you die, the prince will take a look, just thinking about the alternation of day and night, it is no more ordinary." ”

The conversation between their master and servant is the Tao, Fei'er knows that they are not exaggerating the facts, her death is not worth mentioning for the prince, the only trouble for the prince is to put some effort into the Murong Mansion, her life is duckweed on the water, and there is no value in even playing.

But she is unwilling, for so many years, she has been thinking hard and working step by step to achieve today's results, she can't give up so easily.

"If you want to kill me, you found such a bad reason, no matter how bad I am, I am also the third lady of Murong Mansion, your sister, what if I just like the prince? I can't see you ruining his reputation, and it's light to kill you. Fei'er was angry, but she didn't seem to pretend to be it, so what. 89 Literature Network

"Want to know where the real Fei'er is? Leng Shaochen has some ability, and the cold is also very powerful, but I still rescued her. King Jin walked in with steady steps, and his figure walked in from the courtyard gate, looking at Qing'er with a warm smile like spring.

This is the warmth of the pulse, Fei'er is crazy with jealousy, the prince has always disdained her, she mechanically completes the task, even if she comes back scarred, waiting for her is still the task, the prince looked covered in blood, gasping for breath, and just asked coldly, how is the task completed, people's lives are very different, and they can't complain about the injustice of heaven.

He walked briskly towards her, step after step, with a clear echo in the silent night. His tall body carried an invisible tension and boldness, as if she could throw herself into his broad embrace as soon as she stretched out her hand.

The twelve dark guards regrouped in this courtyard, and Fei'er's arrogance was extinguished in an instant, as short-lived as a flash in the pan.

"This king has found the real Fei'er, but you look very similar, but not completely different, the real Fei'er, there is no cinnabar mole on the side of the left eye, but yours has."

As soon as King Jin's voice fell, Dark One stepped forward to remove a piece of skin on the side of the fake Fei'er's left eye, the cinnabar mole was impressively under the lamplight, she was slumped on the ground, King Jin did not intend to let her go: "The unpopular man is the prince's minions, but you secretly voted for King Li, this king will not dispose of you, secretly take it down, and wait for the prince to return to Beijing." ”

The fake Fei'er's beautiful eyes opened up in an instant, like a bull's eye, and she shuddered after realizing it, Qing'er held her Liuzhu's cold hands and tightened slightly, she didn't want to hurt others, but there were often people who wanted to harm her, it was a helpless resistance, but it still affected the people around her.

The magpie lives in the firewood room like a year, the tears have never been broken, the eyes are red and swollen like walnuts, the voice is hoarse, and I don't want to speak, the mother-in-law who guards the door sends three meals a day, and each time it is taken out without moving, shaking his head lamentingly, and the beads confess that he must not embarrass the magpie.

The people in the house can be in awe of the princess, although I don't know why the magpie was punished, but I know that the magpie is the princess's dowry maid, the master and servant depend on each other on weekdays, this girl still has a day to turn the tables, therefore, the house has not been harsh, but the magpie this girl seems to be drilled into the tip of the horns, how to persuade the couple to read and not listen, the water and rice do not enter, it can't drag on for a few days, people can't bear it.

Liuzhu walked briskly on the path under the corridor, the magpie's situation was not very optimistic, she asked Mama Lin to help investigate, and soon found the reason, the magpie's adoptive mother was sick, was angry with the adoptive mother's son, this son was not angry, gambling like life, in order to repay the debt, the magpie entered the Murong Mansion at a young age, and the adoptive mother was distressed, and often stole to look at the back door.

Speaking of the magpie's adoptive mother, she is a good person, the magpie's parents are sick and dead, the magpie's adoptive mother buried them, although the grass swept away and hurriedly buried, but it can be regarded as a burial in the ground, in this world, a widow can reach out to take care of this stall, that is a considerable courage.

Because of the help of her adoptive mother, the magpie was not sold to Liujie Flower Lane, and the magpie was grateful to her, so she voluntarily sold herself into Murong Mansion.

The adoptive mother's son is not angry, some time ago he owed gambling debts, and the adoptive mother sold the house and was not enough to pay it back, and he was displaced, and it was the second aunt who took them in and helped pay off the gambling debts, and the adoptive mother was grateful.

This time it was the magpie's adoptive mother who forced her to die, begging the magpie to do it, and the second aunt repeatedly promised that the medicine on the clothes would not hurt her life, and she would be sick for some time at most.

Qing'er took a deep breath of vitality in the morning light, the magpie never gave up in such a difficult situation when she first entered the Jin Palace, and even thought about her everywhere, the master-servant relationship can not be raised overnight, although she was forced to be helpless this time, it made Qing'er really sad.

King Jin knows all her thoughts, the magpie means a lot to her, he will not spare her if he can hurt her with the magpie, that fake Fei'er, he will let the second aunt know, and the real Fei'er is extremely hypocritical and advocates vanity, which is the calamity of the second aunt in this life.

When the news of Fei'er's disappearance came, the second aunt was sitting on pins and needles, and there was no response from the magpie, she had no master, but she didn't dare to alarm the old lady, Mama Lin watched coldly, scolded and didn't know whether she was alive or dead, and turned away.

The old lady was supported by the maid for a walk in the yard as usual, Qing'er specially instructed that she would slip away after dinner, Mama Lin stepped forward to take over the maid's work, and the maids consciously took a few steps back, "Those over there are not brains, Liuzhu came back, the third lady is fake, and she was really taken away and controlled by the unpopular, but fortunately, King Jin rescued her." ”

The old lady was surprised, her own biological daughter could not be recognized, the appearance was the same, there was always a difference in temperament, there was no discovery, this mother was really a little worse, "Qing'er is wearing a mask, why is it the same as Mu Qing, the old body is puzzled." But the fake Fei'er is not wearing a mask, but it can be exactly the same as the real one, will there be anything strange in this, the second aunt gave birth but was not in the house, you go to check, try to find the person who helped deliver the baby at the beginning, or participated in this matter, and the old body wants the truth. ”