After analyzing the power of Feng Hongshu, Yang Qingyin said earnestly: "At such a critical moment, you choose to stand with the Queen Mother, if the emperor sees the clues, I am afraid it will be ......."

She looked at Feng Hongshu solemnly, and stopped talking, she believed that Feng Hongshu understood what she meant.

"Do you think that if I don't stand on the side of the Queen Mother, the emperor will be able to spare me?" Yun Ge sneered coldly: "What's more, in this palace, there has never been eternal loyalty. ”

Who said she must be the Queen Mother's person?

Yang Qingyin was choked for a moment, and heard Feng Hongshu divert the topic and ask, "Qingwu, can you see clearly?" Who is the person who goes? ”

"Miss, the slave maid has seen clearly, Mrs. Hou Ye is in Taichang Palace at this time, I'm afraid she won't come out for a while." Qingwu hurriedly replied.

Earlier, Feng Hongshu instructed her to go to wait outside the Taichang Palace, remember the situation over there, and come back to listen to her.

As Feng Hongshu expected, the sky was bright, and Mrs. Hou entered the palace in a hurry.

Thinking about it, he knew that Xie Ronghua had an accident, and he was busy to see if he could save the scene, after all, the glory of the Hou Mansion needed Xie Ronghua to support it.

"Then we'll wait here, she'll come out eventually." Yun Geci found a hidden place, then stood firm, and waited leisurely.

Seeing her posture, Yang Qingyin's heart trembled, and she didn't dare to say anything, standing beside her and waiting with her.

Together with the orchestra, the four of them waited together for about half an hour, and the sky was already bright, only to see a tightly covered carriage slowly driving out of the palace gate.

Qingwu glanced at it, hit a spirit, and shouted: "Miss, she came out." ”

"Okay." Yun Geci straightened up with a smile, and said to the orchestra with a smile: "Orchestra, Xie Shizi doesn't know you, you go and report to Xie Shizi, and tell him that a palace maid escaped from the palace without permission and eloped with a man, so let him quickly lead someone to chase him." ”

The orchestra was stunned for a moment, and asked stupidly, "Where did the slave let him go to chase him?" ”

Yun Geci curled the corners of his lips for no reason, looked at the carriage that was running quickly towards the end of the long street, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly said three words: "Mu Huaju." ”

Mu Huaju in the western suburbs of Chang'an, in the early years, can be regarded as an elegant garden, these years, after several wind and rain washing, think about it, it has been overgrown with weeds, Zhumen mottled.

"Slave and maid, go now." The orchestra bowed and turned towards the palace.

When the orchestra went away, Yang Qingyin asked: "Why don't you tell the orchestra, don't let Xie Shizi see that it is the orchestra you instruct behind your back." ”

Yun Ge walked forward, and said in a shallow voice: "It's useless to tell him, after Xie Yin knows who he caught today, he will naturally know that I did it." ”

Sooner or later, he will know, but sooner rather than later.

After seeing Feng Hongshu's intentions clearly, Yang Qingyin felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and muttered in a low voice: "Are we too cruel to Xie Shizi like this?" ”

The wind slowly swept from the long street, blowing the hair between Yun Ge's sideburns, the girl squinted her eyes slightly, and her words were cold: "He will finally understand that even if I did this today, even if it was cruel, it saved him." ”

Yang Qingyin was ignorant, and she didn't understand what she meant, but she believed in Feng Hongshu, and since she said so, there was some truth.

Several people quickly rushed to a house in the western suburbs of Chang'an, and sure enough, the carriage they saw at the gate of the palace had stopped firmly at the door.

The little men in the car were watching around and watching, and they hurriedly hid behind the wall.

"Qingwu, you are waiting here, if there is something, let me know loudly." Yun Ge gave the right order, so he took Yang Qingyin's hand and went around the root of the wall, directly under the wall in the backyard.

The high walls were already overgrown with green vines and weeds, with the occasional white flowers, swaying in the wind in the skylight.

Obviously, the weather was beautiful when I came, and the sun was scorching, but it was only an hour smaller, and the sky was changing rapidly and drowsy.

The clouds and dust pressed down on the sky, and the wind slowly calmed down, making people uncomfortable.

Yang Qingyin felt a little strange in her heart, she always felt that Feng Hongshu was familiar with this mansion, and she could know exactly where she should go in.

She must have been to this place before.

Thinking of what she said to her in Gong Zhengsi, Yang Qingyin vaguely felt that this person in Mu Huaju, Feng Hongshu, must also know.

And this person is what Feng Hongshu said, Xie Ronghua needs to erase the evidence of the crime.

"Let's go." Yang Qingyin was still thinking chaotically, and there was a low voice in his ears, and his shoulders tightened, and he was lifted up.

In the blink of an eye, she landed steadily on the wall with Yun Geci.

Yun Ge took another light leap, and the two of them fell into the courtyard.

At a glance, in the small courtyard, the wild grass is green and messy, and the lotus pond has long dried up and is overgrown with unknown wild grass.

Not far away, the chaotic houses were hidden in the deep courtyard, hidden in the winding cloister, and no one could be found.

This place, which feels less than half of the people, is like a courtyard that has been left behind, untouched for many years, and indescribably desolate.

Yang Qingyin was worried in her heart, the atmosphere was dull and depressing, and she didn't dare to make a sound, so she had to follow Yun Geci step by step towards the depths of the courtyard.

The two of them cautiously walked through the winding path covered by flowers and trees, and after a winding eaves, they finally came across a courtyard hidden in the depths.

Yun Geci reacted quickly, and pulled Yang Qingyin to hide behind the corridor pillar on the side.

Azure color, carved stone table in the courtyard, kettle boiling on the table, the water in the pot boiling, there is white smoke rising up, around a vast white mist.

At the stone table, there was a person sitting, the son in the moon-white robe had a plain white face, his face was like a crown of jade, and a white silk covered his eyes, and he couldn't see the starlight under his eyes.

Even so, it can't hide that the handsome son is like jade, and he is so gentle and elegant that he can't take his eyes off when he sees it.

He sat at the table, steady, the teacup resting on the stone table was full of tea, as if it had been cold, but he still did not move, did not touch it.

Opposite him, there was another cup of tea, which had been poured out, as if waiting for someone.

A stone table, two cups of tea, one person.

Hidden in the deep courtyard, he was born alone, and for no reason, he rendered a silent and silent picture scroll, which merged into time, only black and white.

Yang Qingyin was amazed, staring at him with admiration in his eyes, he never thought that in this dilapidated mansion, there was such a beautiful son.

Who is he?

Thinking about it, she looked up at Feng Hongshu, the girl standing behind the vermilion and declining pillars, her eyes deepened slightly, and there were a little more thoughts between her eyebrows.

She nervously lowered her voice and asked, "Who is he?" ”

Yun Geci's lips moved, and he spit out a name: "Yan Bai." ”