Like water almost all night, he woke up at the end of the night, and he was going to Jingsheng Temple today, so he wanted to prepare earlier, and he looked at Xia Hei, who came to report early in the morning, with a little tiredness, "Son, King Yu came out before the key in the palace yesterday." ”

Yesterday, he used a dart to nail an anonymous letter to the door of Yuwang's mansion, after seeing the news. I saw King Yu going to the palace non-stop.

Rushui touched his forehead, and sat on the wooden chair with a little distraction, "I guess I can't find anything if I touch him, but it's fine, with him in check, King Heng must not dare to act rashly." ”

Yes, letting him enter the palace is to let him be contained, so that King Heng will not dare to act rashly, at least before Empress Dowager Jiang's birthday, he will not be able to do anything.

"Can the identity of Yangzhou drama be found out?"

How could there be such a coincidence, that man should look so much like the one in the palace.

A letter in Xia Hei's arms was handed to Rushui: "Mr. Chenke, I will let people spread the news today." said that the person had been found, and He Yun, who used the Cao Gang, did not dare to delay sending the person, and it would take about seven days. ”

Like water took the letter in his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, and after a while, he burned it into the candlelight at hand, burning very quickly, and in an instant it was a wisp of smoke, and there was nothing left.

"When is the Queen Mother's birthday?"

"Eight Days Later"

Time is so tight, if you encounter a slight mistake halfway, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch up.

"Well, arrange it, hand over a message to Bai Chengyan, and ask him to come to Jingsheng Temple to find me at noon."

"Yes." With that, he dodged away again.

After Xia Hei left, she had been sitting on the chair, her eyebrows were deeply locked, her thumb was gently grinding, thinking deeply about what happened last night, the threat of that person seemed to have just happened, vividly, she always felt that Qi Ye's identity was not so simple, a proton from another country, how could he be so concerned about the government of the Jokhang Kingdom? Yesterday everything was in the same mind, my body trembled slightly, my head hurt a little, I only felt that I was afraid of the cold, I shook my head, and scolded in my heart Damn. Still frozen......

Looking at the still dark sky, today is the thirteenth year of her deceased mother, she needs to accompany her grandmother to Jingsheng Temple to pray for the blessing of her deceased mother, find a prayer master to practice scriptures, her grandmother almost never goes out in a year, only today, the third day of the fourth month, she will take the water to stay in the Jingsheng Temple for two days, thirteen years have never stopped.

She didn't feel anything in her heart, but since she had inherited this person's body, her grandmother had always treated her well, and it was also appropriate to pray for her to bless her deceased mother.

The sky was bright, and he could almost see the moon that had not yet fallen, and the old man led the water to Jingsheng Temple, "I see that you are a little haggard today?" What's wrong? ”

The old man held a string of red sandalwood Buddha beads in one hand, leaned on the cushion with half-closed eyes, dressed very plainly today, sat cross-legged on the carriage, and asked with a concerned face.

Seeing this, Yishui just shook his head, leaned against the old man, and smelled the reassuring sandalwood on the old man's body as if he was coquettish, "Maybe I didn't sleep well last night, and my grandmother was worried, and it was my grandson's fault." ”

"I'm asleep by my grandmother over there, and I'll call you when it's time."

"Hmm" She leaned lightly on the old man's shoulder, but what flashed in front of her was the girl's expectation Ai Ai under the corridor yesterday, squinting her eyes, and whispering with almost careful temptation.

"Grandmother, how old is Miss Fang this year?" She asked cautiously.

The old man didn't seem to expect that Rushui would suddenly talk about others, so he was dumbfounded for a moment, "I remember that I am three years older than you." ”

"Three years old!" She is sixteen this year, isn't the Fang family's little family nineteen? She naturally knows that the custom of the world has always been that women can get married with a woman, and at the age of nineteen, it is not a young age here, how many women are already mothers at this age, how can it! Thinking like this, I felt a little sorry for her in my heart.

The old man seemed to see something, and said with relief, "It's not for you that she is not married, her grandmother died three years ago, and she needs to mourn for three years, and she is not allowed to marry." ”

"But if it weren't for my marriage contract, she should have been married when she was sixteen years old, how could she have met to observe any etiquette?" She raised her head and looked at the old man very seriously, her face was a little unbearable, but the strange thing was that she was not ashamed, although the sky was bright, but through the thin veil, she could see it clearly.

"Grandmother, can Miss Fang's marriage contract be resolved, Mo Zhi knows his grandmother's good intentions, but he really shouldn't let his daughter at such an age wait, and his grandson really can't bear it." She pulled the old man's left arm half-coquettishly, and whispered softly.

The old man didn't answer her, but looked at her with a pair of deep eyes with a little complicated, and sighed almost uncheckably, "She told you that she didn't want to?" ”

"Huh?" Rushui looked at the old man with a little doubt, what do you mean?

"You don't know you're your daughter?"

The sound of the carriage was in my ears, and I walked on this slightly cold street, listening to the old man's words like water, and I was a little shocked for a while and couldn't speak.

The eyes with charm were wide open at the moment, and the surprise in them was almost self-evident, "She knows?" ”

The old man had no expression on his face. just nodded, wrapped the body that had sat up straight into his arms again, and gently patted her back with a slightly rough palm, like water holding her head high, unable to see the face that had been weathered, only hearing the voice on her head slowly but making her feel safe, "You don't need to feel sorry for her, that child, she is voluntary, although my Qi family is big, I will never deceive people to the point of cheating marriage." ”

"Why?" She was really confused, how could any woman do this? Knowing that the person who was married to him was a woman, he was willing to have no regrets, seven emotions, six desires and ten hardships in the world, how could there be a young man who didn't love it? What woman doesn't have a spring? How could this kind of envy be so vulgar? She didn't believe it, there must have been a reason.