Ruoxi narrowed her eyes and pressed her hand, "Look into my eyes and say, where did this dress come from?" ”

Ning Xiang shook his hand twice, "Hey, I know I can't fool you, Lord Zhong still has to let me lie." ”

Zhong Wuyan? Ruoxi was stunned for a moment, he?

"Lord Chung...... What happened to him and Princess Ziyan? Asked as if she had no intention, Ruoxi unbuttoned her clothes while turning her face away, she was afraid that Ning Xiang would find out something.

Ning Xiang hesitated, "It's not good." Princess Ziyan fell ill last month, and the imperial doctors went to investigate, but they couldn't find out why, but His Majesty and the eldest lady were in a hurry, and I heard that these days I am going to find a Taoist monk or something to come over to do it, and see if it can work. ”

Ruoxi nodded, she knew very well in her heart, I am afraid that no one can cure this disease, it depends on Wei Ziyan Whether she can come over by herself and see her favorite lover making love with other women, what is it like...... It's not comfortable. Ruoxi smiled coldly, not even realizing how gloomy her smile was.

Ning Xiang was stunned and stared at Ruoxi.

"What's wrong? I also have flowers on my face? Ruoxi smiled at her.

Ning Xiang came back to her senses and stroked her chest with her hand, "Oh, Mom, I almost thought it wasn't you." Sister Ruoxi, you laughed so scary just now, like a ghost. ”

Ghost? If Xi didn't refute her, maybe the person who had lost her conscience was a ghost.

Ruoxi quickly changed her pants and began to put on her coat, Ning Xiang suddenly grabbed her hand, and there was a little sadness in her eyes. Ruoxi looked down, it turned out to be a hole in the cuffs of his underwear, and he didn't know when he had broken a hole, and he could put a few fingers in it, and shook his head at Ning Xiang, "It's okay now, I have a flaw in your hands again." Hey, just laugh if you want, you don't have to endure so hard, look at your face, it's like you're going to cry. ”

Ning Xiang bit her lip and didn't speak, the big tears really fell, Ruoxi panicked, and before the sleeve on one side could reach in, she hurried over to wipe her tears, "Yes, yes, it's okay not to say this, as soon as I said it, I started crying, and it will make people think that I have bullied you in this black winter place." Don't cry. ”

Ning Xiang stopped crying for a long time, lowered her head, and reached out to grab Ruoxi's sleeve that was thrown aside, "Sister Ruoxi, why are you so troubled." His Royal Highness treats you very well, can't you forgive him? We...... People of our status are not qualified to be jealous and angry at all. ”

Ruoxi looked at her, silently put on her sleeves, pursed her lips, and sat on the edge of the bed.

"When you just said that the monthly letter came, I saw that you were very happy, and you were worried...... Are you pregnant? Ning Xiang asked in a low voice, Ruoxi's fingers moved slightly, and she sighed, "Actually, Sister Ruoxi, I am very much looking forward to you being able to conceive the seed of the Third Highness, if you have a boy in your stomach, maybe Your Highness will really take you in, you can't be a princess, and being a side house is better than looking at it like this." Ning Xiang said in a hurry, not seeing Ruoxi's sneering eyes.

Do partial housing? Even if she gave her the position of the third princess, she didn't bother to sit on it. Is it possible to be the daughter-in-law of the enemy who killed her father?

"Knock knock." There was the sound of a salute outside, shaking the earth, the smell of gunpowder smoke and nitrate could be smelled even here, Ruoxi pricked up his ears and counted carefully, the salute sounded a total of twelve times, the cannon sounded twelve, and the general died. There was a glint in his lowered eyes, and it was clear that Feng Ming had succeeded.

"It's the Eagle Lord," Ning Xiang whispered.

"Him?" Ruoxi pretended not to know. "Didn't the Eagle Lord go out on a parade to relax?"

Ning Xiang's expression also became heavy, after all, the Eagle King Wei Lie is a great hero admired by everyone in the Great Qi Country, "Who knew that when I encountered an assassin on the way to the parade, the guards were not the opponents of the other party, the Eagle King was seriously injured, and he barely returned to Beijing in one breath, but he was under the city gate and swallowed his breath." ”

"Your Majesty is very distressed, personally went out of the city to collect the bones of the Eagle King, today is the third day, the royal people are here, do some ceremonies, Your Majesty has decreed that it must be buried. That's why everyone is busy today, so I can come so early. ”

Royal Man...... It's all coming. Ruoxi blinked, tied the button, but her fingers were still a little unfavorable, and she didn't succeed after two buckles, Ning Xiang reached out to help her, looking at her like this, she understood what Ruoxi was thinking, and wanted to persuade her, but she couldn't think of anything to say, so she simply shut up and didn't speak like her.

The two had breakfast together, the more Ning Xiang looked at Ruoxi's messy hair, the more unpleasant it became, took out her own small comb and called her over, but there was not even a bench in the room, Ruoxi could only squat, and Ning Xiang sat on the kang, which was possible. She combed it all at once, but the hair was too bad, tangled, knotted, and it was very laborious to comb it, and Ning Xiang was afraid of hurting her, so she didn't dare to use force, and she didn't straighten out a few after combing for a long time. Ruoxi suddenly stood up, snatched the comb from her hand and threw it away.

"What are you doing?"

"Don't comb it, you help me get some water, I want to wash my hair."

Ning Xiang also stood up, "Don't make trouble, it's not long since the beginning of spring, you don't have hot water here, what do you wash?" ”

"Cold water is cold water, I'm sick to death." Ruoxi sat down angrily.

Ning Xiang didn't speak again, among the few of them, Ruoxi loved to be clean very much, and now she was put in such a black hole, she didn't see the light of day, she was isolated from the world, and even taking a bath and changing clothes became a problem.

"You wait, isn't it just to wash your hair, I'll let you even take a shower today." Ning Xiang gritted her teeth, stomped her foot, picked up her small basket, and turned around and ran away without even picking up the comb on the ground.

Ruoxi watched her stumble out, and her heart suddenly had mixed tastes, and she felt uncomfortable as if she was twisted together. threw herself on the bed and cried loudly, strange, she obviously wanted to cry generously, but as a result, there were not many tears. Outside there was a miserable sound of mourning music and the chanting of the monks, Ruoxi raised his face and listened, Wei Lie's death is equivalent to breaking Wei Lie's right arm, and that man can be regarded as one of her enemies, he is dead, shouldn't she be very happy and happy? Why don't you feel the pleasure of revenge at all? She sat up, buried her face in the palm of her hand, tears dripping down her fingers.

On the mourning hall, the civil and military ministers are wearing plain clothes, Wei Cheng, Wei Sa, and even the wrists are wrapped with black tulle to express mourning, and there are Wei Lie's tablets on the table, two rows of white candles, ever-bright lamps, incense burners, tributes, all neatly placed. Wei Lie lost his wife in middle age, and only had one daughter in his life, so on the futon next to the tablet, Wei Furong was dressed in filial piety, sackcloth and white silk, kneeling and sitting, giving you a return gift for your visit.

Wei Ying cried yesterday with the coffin, and today he was sick and couldn't get up, so the work presided over by the two sons, and the official read the eulogy, and the merits of Wei Lie's life were clearly confessed, Wei Ying posthumously awarded him the honor of the first-class protector of the country, entered the royal mausoleum, and enjoyed the highest honor, but what is the use of these, but it is for the living, to speak, Wei Lie died, and the one who benefited the most was Wei Furong, Wei Ying remembered that her parents died at a young age, and she was extremely sympathetic and gave her" The title of "Princess Jing'an", promoted from the county lord to the princess, the respect is very different, and it can be regarded as an explanation to the underground Wei Lie.

Wei Sa solemnly saluted in front of the spirit, when he arrived in front of Wei Furong, Wei Furong, who had been silent, suddenly hugged him and cried loudly, and the civil and military forces present looked at each other, although they had heard that the Lord of Furong pursued the Third Highness, but when they saw it today, they really believed it. Wei Cheng calmed his eyebrows, he somewhat understood what Wei Ying meant, and put Wei Furong in the position of princess, which was not only a gift to her, but also broke her thoughts about Wei Sa. Although Wei Furong has only been in the palace for half a year, her style and temperament have been obvious to everyone, if she follows the introduction of Wei Lie's death and proposes to Wei Ying to marry Wei Sa, he will not be able to refuse, so he simply made a will in advance, which seems to be a favor, but in fact, Wei Ying has done a great job.

Wei Sa didn't push her away, it was for the sake of her uncle Wei Lie, to give her a little face, and not to embarrass her in front of so many people. She was crying like that, Wei Sa turned around inadvertently, just in time to see the disdain in Wei Cheng's eyes. He couldn't help but move his eyebrows, the two brothers had a rare common opinion on one matter.

Even if the children of other families are not good with their parents, they will make enough face, and they are considered to be detached, only she, since she was a child, she has not made Wei Lie embarrassed, Wei Lie simply did not return to his mansion, and lived directly in the palace, it was rare at that time, Wei Ziyan liked him very much, pestering Wei Lie to learn this and that, in the final analysis, Wei Ying's three children are very close to Wei Lie, but his own daughter can be said to have only resentment towards him.

"Fleur, don't be too upset." Wei Ziyan, who had a weak tone, walked in with the support of the maid, and the ministers saluted one after another, but seeing that this usually radiant son of heaven was pale at the moment, his eyes were blank, and the edema of yesterday had not gone away, his eyes were swollen and deformed, and his cheeks were sunken a lot, it seemed that Wei Ziyan's illness was really not light.

"Zi Yan, why are you here, don't you have a good rest?" Wei Cheng helped her, Wei Ziyan shook her head, stubbornly pushed away their hands, and knelt down in front of Wei Lie's spirit with a grunt.

"The Spiritual Seat of the Protector of the Nation and the Martyrs." Like a thin needle pierced into her eyes, tears flowed all over her face, her hands supported the ground, and the tears fell to the ground again, "Uncle, Zi Yan is here to see you off." The voice was choked and moving.

"Uncle......" She kowtowed, raised her face, and the sad and desperate look in her eyes made Wei Sa stunned, this look should not be all for Wei Lie's death. Wei Cheng was afraid that she would fall, so he kept standing by her side, and looked at her like this, and sighed lowly.