Princess Jian was still sitting on the Taishi chair at the top of the main hall, holding a teacup in her hand, her eyes lowered slightly, and the teacup paused in mid-air.

She seemed to have lost her mind.

When she was the only one left in the main hall, she seemed to unload her full armament, and the sadness that came from the bottom of her heart floated thickly......

"The mother concubine hasn't slept well lately...... Jun Lingxi looked at Princess Jian and bit her lower lip, and said with anxiety.

Just as Princess Jian was worried about her daughter, Jun Lingxi was also worried about Princess Jane's body, afraid that she would not be able to survive.

Wuyang hurriedly said: "Why don't you come forward from this palace and ask the imperial doctor from the Tai Hospital to ask the princess for a pulse?" ”

Jun Lingxi nodded, and Wuyang made a gesture to the personal palace maid beside her, motioning for her to take her name card and ask the imperial doctor to come over.

The palace maid immediately took the order to retreat and hurriedly left in the direction of the palace gate.

"Sister Wuyang, Scarlet, let's go see the dark night."

Jun Lingxi said as he led Wuyang and Duanmu Fei to bypass the Qilin Zhaobi in front of him and continue to walk forward.

In King Jian's mansion, the thick shade is like a giant umbrella blocking the scorching sun.

The three of them shuttled silently between the shade and the corridor, no one spoke, the silence was pervasive, only the sound of cicadas was endless.

Suddenly, Jun Lingxi stopped by a sparkling pond, sighed, and said in a trembling voice: "My eldest brother doesn't know if he has gone to the north, if something happens to his eldest brother...... I'm so scared ......."

"Xiaoxi, Jun Shizi has always been shrewd and flexible, and he will definitely not risk his life." Duanmu Fei reached out and held Jun Lingxi's hand and held it tightly.

Wuyang's eyes are as deep as the bottomless deep sea, looking north, and a careless handsome face is faintly reflected in the blue sky.

She was also worried about Junran.

"Scarlet, my mother and I hope that the eldest brother is safe and sound, and there is also the ...... of the father's The body was brought back from the North. Jun Lingxi's voice became even more difficult, and his eyes turned red again, "I don't know if my father's body will be abused by the Beiyan people......"

"......" Duanmu Fei was silent.

King Jian has guarded the northern border for many years, and more than four years ago, he also defeated the Northern Yan, and the Northern Yan people have always hated him.

This time, King Jian blocked the Northern Yan in Lingwu City for so long, which ruined the good situation of the Northern Yan people, and with the barbaric and brutal nature of the Northern Yan people, I am afraid that it will ......

But at this time, Duanmu Fei couldn't say anything, so he could only comfort: "Xiaoxi, all the people in the north respect the prince, when my sister and I were in the north in the past, many people set up an immortal tablet for the prince at home......"

"Lord Wang, he will definitely be able to return to his hometown!"

Jun Lingxi looked at the pond in front of him that seemed to be sprinkled with broken gold, and his eyes were a little dazed.

Suddenly, she kicked her right foot forward and kicked it towards a pebble at the edge of the pond, which made a curve in mid-air and fell into the pond with a ripple of ripples on the clear water.

Jun Lingxi's eyes were as bright and dark as the rippling pond, and there seemed to be something gushing out of them.

"My father and eldest brother have been guarding the northern border for so many years for Dasheng Town, and they have done their best, and after they died, they only seek stability in the north and the peace of the people in Dasheng...... But what did you get in exchange?! ”

"My father died in battle, and my eldest brother's whereabouts are unknown!"

"If it weren't for the emperor who has trapped his father in the capital for several years, making the northern army disheartened, and not sending reinforcements and grain and grass in time this time, how could my father be defeated?!"

Jun Lingxi gushed endlessly, the more she talked, the more excited she became, as if she wanted to vent the indignation that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time at one time, and her eyes became even redder.

As she spoke, she flattened her mouth again, her eyes changed from stubborn to aggrieved, to helpless, and murmured, "How can this be?!" …… Obviously, I sent peace charms to my father, how could it be useless...... Isn't the peace charm of Baiyun Temple the most spiritual? ”

In addition to holding Jun Lingxi's hand tightly, Duanmu Fei didn't know what else he could say to comfort Jun Lingxi.

Wuyang was standing next to him, and naturally listened to Jun Lingxi's words.

Her red lips pursed, but she didn't refute.

The three of them stood under a few lush plane trees, and the golden sunlight left a dappled light and shadow on Wuyang's face through the dense branches and leaves, making her expression look very solemn and solemn.

Although Wuyang is only a princess and does not participate in court affairs, she has always been well-informed and knows a thing or two about the affairs of the government and the opposition.

She knew that since Beiyan defeated Heshu four and a half years ago, her father couldn't wait to recall King Jian's father back to the capital to prevent it.

She knew that her father had changed almost all the generals in the north.

She knew that after her father, the new king of Northern Yan, Yelusuo, sent troops to attack again, he sent King Jian to the north to preside over the overall situation, and secretly sent people over to contain King Jian.

She knew that the treasury had been empty in the past few years, and the four million taels donated by the lord of Hejing County had also been used for the war in the south, and the imperial court's support for the north and the allocation of grain and grass had not been smooth.

She also knew that her father had delayed letting Jun Ran go to the north because of his suspicions, lest King Jian and Jun Ran would support their own troops in the north.

……

She knew that King Jian would be defeated this time, and her father would not be able to escape the blame!

Wuyang clenched his fists, clenched for a while, and released for a while, and the extremely complex emotions churning in his pupils.

There is disappointment, there is worry, there is indignation, there is sadness.

She couldn't help but think that in the past year or so, the matter of her father's killing of her brother and usurping the throne has spread all over the country......

Wuyang has never seen her imperial uncle, and her understanding of him is also occasionally learned from the mouths of others some secretive words, in the past, she has always thought that the imperial uncle is a "pseudo-emperor", and it is her father who sets things right; Now, she knew that all this was just a lie woven by her father!

From the time my father ascended the throne, it was a mistake!

Is her father an emperor?

Can her father afford this great prosperity?!

After the Northern Yan army rests and continues to wave troops to the Central Plains, what will happen to this Dasheng?!

Wuyang was dazed, as if a boulder was pressing on her heart, making her breathless.

After Jun Lingxi finished venting the emotions in his heart, he suddenly woke up like a dream and thought of something, turned his head to look at Wuyang, bit his lower lip, and his eyes were a little worried.

She knew she had lost her words.

She knew that what she had just said was already very inappropriate, and now that her father was killed in battle, and King Jian's mansion was crumbling, if she let the emperor know that she said this, it would be clearly dissatisfied with the Son of Heaven, and she could be punished for the crime of despising the Son of Heaven.

Wuyang remained silent, looking down at the sparkling pond in front of her, as if she hadn't heard anything and no one had said anything at all.

The three of them continued to walk forward, went to the stable to play with the dark night for a while, and Jun Lingxi's mood eased a little.

"Sister Wuyang, Scarlet, let's go back to the main hall." Jun Lingxi said apologetically, "There should be a lot of people in the palace today, I'm worried about the ...... of the concubine."

King Jian's death in battle made the originally naïve Jun Lingxi seem to have grown up a lot in just one night.

Wuyang and Duanmu Fei responded in a low voice, planning to say goodbye to Princess Jane.

As Jun Lingxi said, today's palace has to entertain a lot of guests who come to condole, and it is inconvenient for them to bother here for too long.

The three girls' families returned to the main hall according to the original way, and bypassed the wall, and they could already see that there were six or seven more female dependents in the originally empty main hall.

There was a faint shrill commotion in the room.

A girl in Tsing Yi who was waiting under the eaves of the main hall saw Jun Lingxi coming, as if she had seen a savior, her eyes lit up.

She hurriedly stepped forward, sweating profusely and said to Jun Lingxi: "Girl, Mrs. Bi and the third aunt and grandmother from Pingjin Bofu are here. ”

Jun Lingxi frowned.

Wuyang and Duanmu Fei sensed that something was wrong, and quickly exchanged a look.

Princess Jane's maiden home is Pingjin Bofu.

Jun Lingxi walked in the direction of the main hall in three steps and two steps, the noise inside became higher and higher, and two sharp female voices came more and more clearly with the wind:

"Auntie, the prince died in the north, and the whereabouts of the prince are unknown, what are your plans?"

"Hey, eldest sister, the emperor has high hopes for the prince and entrusted him with a heavy responsibility, why didn't the prince defend the city!"

"Auntie, I'm really worried that the emperor will condemn King Jian's mansion for this, so you still go into the palace to plead with the emperor......"

The two of them sang and spoke in harmony, and the sneers in their words were clearly sarcastic about Princess Jane.

The other ladies in the room looked subtle, frowning, pretending to drink tea, or exchanging glances with each other.