Chapter 228: Cold Love

Hearing a man miss his deceased mother will mostly make people moved, and An Yu is not a hard-hearted person, so she will naturally be moved for a moment.

The morning sun was a little hotter than before, An Yu looked up at the boxy sky in the palace, lowered her eyes and said, "For me?" It's unbearable. ”

Mu Jinlin frowned: "Since your husband and wife are determined to put this king to death, it is better to let this king die more clearly, when will the poison on Song You's body be resolved?" ”

An Yu sneered: "So, you admit that you poisoned him?" ”

Mu Jinlin's eyes narrowed slightly: "It's this king who is asking you." ”

An Yu turned her head, looked at Mu Jinlin calmly, ignored the other party's question, and continued to sneer: "The prince is too worried, but he is just a dozen minions who have signed a death contract, how can the prince die like this?" But the prince's intentions are really good, knowing that my husband is poisonous, but he still wants him to go to prison to suffer, even if no one assassinates him, he will die half of his life this morning. ”

Mu Jinlin turned around, stared at An Yu's eyes, and took a step closer to An Yu: "Song Shuren, you ...... Lying words. ”

Looking at Mu Jinlin's anger hidden in the depths of his eyes, An Yu hooked her lips and sneered: "Prince Luo, what does it matter if I don't lie, the important thing is that you should know one thing, if you don't know what to do, since Prince Luo dares to do those unsightly things, he should think that sooner or later he will suffer because of this." ”

Mu Jinlin frowned: "Don't forget, those dozen or so minions, but your husband personally sent them out, if he hadn't used those people's lives as a bet to lure the king to take the bait, there would be no today's situation." ”

She turned around and took a step forward: "Fairness is like a big water, justice is like a river, prince, even if you are the prince, you can't escape the justice of heaven, in addition to the lives of these dozen minions, the blood on the prince's hands is not only these, don't find fault with others." ”

Mu Jinlin gritted his teeth, and was about to say something, but Qingzhu had already walked out of the house, and he really walked towards them with an old sachet in his hand.

Walking up to Mu Jinlin, Qingzhu held the sachet in both hands and presented it to Mu Jinlin's eyes: "Lord Wang, but this?" ”

Mu Jinlin lowered his eyes, and when he looked at the sachet in Qingzhu's hand, some emotions overflowed from the bottom of his eyes for a moment, so that his breath was unstable for a moment, he took a deep breath, his eyes moved slightly, and he turned his head to the side, almost daring to look at it.

An Yu looked at it and turned her gaze away.

Qingzhu was still holding the sachet in his hand, and called again: "Lord Wang? ”

Mu Jinlin didn't look at it, but only reached out and grabbed the sachet into his hand and stuffed it into his arms: "Thank you, auntie." ”

With that, the man had already turned around and walked out of the gate of the Liuhe Palace.

An Yu and Qingzhu also turned around and walked out.

After the three of them passed on the palace road, someone was hurrying over from another direction, it was Fang Hengwen who had seen An Yu in Xiyuan in the morning.

Fang Hengwen went to no other place, it was the Zhaoyang Palace where Princess Wenle now lived.

At this moment in Zhaoyang Palace, there is a little palace maid in a dress following Princess Wenle to draw embroidery patterns in the courtyard, and the sound of laughter can be faintly heard standing outside the palace gate.

When Fang Hengwen walked in, he was dyed by such a pleasant voice, and his heart was also a lot happier, and there was a light smile on his face.

When Princess Bunraku arrived in front of him, she couldn't help but be surprised: "It's rare to see you laugh, so you can still laugh." ”

Fang Hengwen raised his eyes, looked at Princess Wenle, and thought of what Song Si said before, for some reason, he was happy for a while, distressed for a while, his emotions were intertwined, and he blinked. The smile on his face disappeared again.

Princess Wenle chuckled: "You will laugh as soon as you finish speaking, the smile is gone, you have never asked for peace in the past so early, and now you are here so early, do you think you have something to tell me?" ”

Fang Hengwen bowed: "Yes, yes......"

When the words came to his lips, he hesitated for a while, Fang Hengwen glanced at Princess Wenle's smiling face, and suddenly felt that some of his previous thoughts were a little arrogant.

So, he lowered his eyes again and stopped.

In the courtyard of Zhaoyang Palace, the little palace maids who drew patterns together were still laughing, comparing who drew better patterns and was more interesting.

Seeing Fang Hengwen's appearance, Princess Wenle tilted her head to look at Fang Hengwen.

A little palace maid ran over with the pattern she had drawn and held up the paper: "Your Highness, do you think this is good?" Butterfly play and Tilian, the meaning is very good, now it is slowly embroidered, and it can be taken out to give away when it comes to Daughter's Day. ”

Fang Hengwen raised his eyes and glanced at the patterns painted on the rice paper on the little palace maid's hand, and his emotions in his heart became a little more complicated for a while.

Before Princess Bunraku could speak, the little palace maid had already been pulled away by Mowen.

I only heard Mo Wen reprimand in a low voice: "Your Highness is talking to Imperial Doctor Fang, what are you doing here, it's really unruly." ”

The little palace maid snorted twice: "Auntie, Your Highness likes to talk and laugh with us the most on weekdays, not to mention that Your Highness didn't get angry just now." ”

Mo Wen frowned and said, "Your Highness is a child who is used to you, and you should also be a little measured." ”

The two men drifted away.

Princess Bunraku shook the fan in her hand lightly, and said with a smile: "What do you have to say, why don't you just say it?" In the past, I used to say whatever I had in the Zhaoyang Palace, why did you swallow it now? Could it be that you, the future owner of Xianyuan Island, have encountered a difficulty that you can't solve? ”

Fang Hengwen didn't look at the smile on Princess Wenle's face anymore, his hands clenched into fists, and he said in a low voice: "Uncle Xiao, I've returned to Beijing, he said he can see you." ”

Hearing such news, Princess Bunraku couldn't care about the abnormality of the person in front of her, and walked closer to the other party: "Ah! It's true? ”

She was really happy, so close that she was too close to Fang Hengwen, and the two were only one step away.

Mo Wen, who had just finished teaching the little palace maid a lesson, turned his head and saw this, frowned and looked at this side, and was worried for a while, thinking about how to get Princess Wenle to pay attention to it.

After Fang Hengwen finished speaking, he had already lowered his head and stopped looking at Princess Wenle, who knew that Princess Wenle had already arrived in front of his eyes, and she was still so close.

Looking at Princess Wenle's eyes full of surprise, and the faint fragrance lingering on her body on the tip of her nose, Fang Hengwen's breathing was a little stagnant for a moment.

However, it was only for a moment, and Fang Hengwen had already hurriedly taken a few steps back.

But seeing Fang Hengwen's frowning, his voice became deeper and lower: "Your Highness, just now, it was really inappropriate. ”

In the courtyard, Mo Wen was also relieved to see that the two people had distanced themselves.

Princess Wenle's face turned red, and she also realized the gaffe just now, she lowered her head and smiled, with a touch of red clouds on her face, but her eyes were brighter: "Then, when is it more appropriate to see your little uncle?" Isn't it better to have a female family member with you when you meet? If you want a female dependent to accompany you, should you call Sister Mengwen? ”

As she spoke, she looked up at Fang Hengwen again.

The joy and anticipation in those eyes made people's hearts fall into even more indescribable emotions.

In his ears, the sound of the palace maids laughing became more and more harsh, Fang Hengwen purred in his throat, he bit his lip lightly, and lowered his eyes again.

Princess Bunraku's voice softened, and she asked cautiously, "Isn't it good?" Is there something wrong? ”

Fang Hengwen didn't look at the other party again, his voice was still low: "Your Highness, Uncle Xiao is no longer from the Tai Hospital, there are many inconveniences, if you really want to meet, you probably have to meet in the Tai Hospital, and you must not meet in the inner court." ”

After hearing this, Princess Wenle lowered her eyes, slowly paced to the side with a fan in her hand, seemed to think about it very seriously, and finally turned her head to look at Fang Hengwen: "Yes, you are right, it is indeed inappropriate for me to see him in private, but it would be too appropriate if I could see him openly." ”

Fang Hengwen raised his head and looked at Princess Wenle with some confusion.

Princess Wenle said with a smile: "The last time I went to Funing Palace to ask for peace, the imperial grandmother said that she used the Zhenshi Jade Facial Paste made by Sister Mengwen is really good, but when she came in, she faintly felt soreness on her body, you and I can introduce your little uncle to the imperial grandmother to take a look, in this way, I will also follow the past, and everything will be easy to say." ”

With that, Princess Bunraku had already walked towards the palace gate of Zhaoyang Palace.

After taking two steps, seeing that Fang Hengwen didn't move, she said angrily: "Come with me, go to Funing Palace together." ”

Fang Hengwen frowned, but he couldn't bear to refuse what Princess Wenle said, so he could only bow his head and follow Princess Wenle's footsteps.

When Mo Wen saw Princess Wenle walk out, he turned his head and explained some words to those little palace maids, and hurriedly followed out of Zhaoyang Palace.

The three of them walked all the way to the Funing Palace, and the people in front of the palace gate saw that it was Princess Wenle, so they directly let the three of them into the courtyard.

But after entering, Princess Wenle only saw that the four high-ranking palace maids beside the Queen Mother were standing outside the door, the door in the main hall was tightly closed, and the window grilles were also closed, leaving no gaps, and she also realized in her heart that something was happening in the main hall at this moment.

Qingzhu saw that Princess Wenle was slowly walking here, hurriedly walked down from under the corridor, walked over to Princess Wenle, and saluted: "Your Highness, the Queen Mother is having something at this moment, if Your Highness has something to find the Queen Mother, you still need to wait." ”

Princess Wenle stopped, rolled her eyes, and pursed her lips: "Auntie, I don't know who the imperial grandmother is meeting with?" ”

Qingzhu glanced back at the closed palace door, lowered his eyes and muttered for a moment, leading Princess Wenle to the corridor of the West Side Palace: "In the palace are Prince Luo and Song Shuren, as well as Concubine Zhenniang, it is nothing more than some things that are short in the family but the juniors can't handle it well, Your Highness still don't worry." ”

After hearing this, Princess Wenle turned her head and glanced at Fang Hengwen, who was expressionless: "Actually, the imperial grandmother is old, and there are some things that should not be disturbed by the imperial grandmother, the queen mother is in her prime, and many things should be handled by the queen mother." ”

As she spoke, she looked up at Mo Wen: "It's better to invite the queen mother here to help the imperial grandmother share her worries." ”

Mo Wenfu responded, turned around to leave, Qingzhu frowned, stretched out his hand to stop Mo Wen's footsteps: "Your Royal Highness, since the matter has been handed over to the Queen Mother, let's stop bothering the Queen Mother." ”