Princess Jing went to Jingci Nunnery to pray for the blessing of the palace, but accidentally died in the fire, and the news spread throughout Dayue at once. But at the same time, another news that King Jing favored the side concubine, and in order to let the side concubine sit on the throne of the princess, the news of deliberately killing the princess spread quickly in the streets and alleys of Kyoto. For the common people, this love-hate entanglement about the royal family secrets can arouse their interest even more, and this matter has become a must-talk topic for almost every Dayue person after dinner.

The moment Nangong Jing heard the news of Han Yue's death, his shock was no less than that of anyone else. It was true that he drove her to the Jingci Nunnery because he was disgusted with the cold moon, but after all, the old love was still there, and he really never thought of taking her life. Han Yue's sudden death disrupted Nangong Jing's peaceful life.

Such a boiling topic in the market naturally quickly drifted into the ears of the emperor. Nangong Jing, who was full of sorrow, not only had to face gossip from all directions, but now he was also called into the palace by the emperor for a lecture, and the good image he had spent many years building in the emperor's mind was greatly reduced, which can be described as a real anxiety.

Nangong Jing had just come out of Chengming Palace, and was urgently summoned to Fengluan Palace by the queen.

"Look at you, what you've gotten now! The dignified Jingwang Mansion has become the talk of the world after tea and dinner! The queen looked angry, her heart was angry and anxious, and she hated iron for not becoming steel, "You tell the queen mother the truth, what is the matter with Xiao's death?" Is it really as rumored to be? ”

Nangong Jing stood at the foot of the steps without saying a word, and he listened to the queen's words, and he also looked worried. When he heard the queen say this, he was irritable, so he asked directly, "Queen Mother, why do you think so, in the eyes of the Queen Mother, is the son of such a person?" Erchen has never been murderous towards her. ”

The queen listened to Nangong Jing's words and made up her mind a little, "If it's not like this, that's the best." A woman's life is small, and it is big to bring you a stain. When the queen said this, the words changed again, "This palace has already told you, you are so partial to the Su family, sooner or later there will be problems!" Has there been peace since she entered King Jing's Mansion? Although the Xiao family's affairs have nothing to do with you, it is difficult to guarantee that it has nothing to do with the Su family! ”

"Queen Mother!" When Nangong Jing heard this, she was immediately anxious, "Why is the queen mother's prejudice against Yan'er always so great?" Yan'er is gentle and kind, and she will never do such a cruel thing. It was really just an accident. ”

"Hey......" The queen sighed deeply, how could she not understand people's hearts when she had been immersed in the harem for so long? The queen intuitively felt that this matter was not so simple, she always felt that this matter had nothing to do with Su Yuyan, but Nangong Jing couldn't listen to her, and she had no other way.

The queen rubbed her temples gently, a little overwhelmed, "The queen mother can't take care of the affairs in your palace, so you can do it yourself." ”

Late spring, the twilight of Kyoto, the twilight of the peach blossoms in Otsushi Kyoto. At the foot of Yanzhi Mountain, an endless peach forest, like smoke and mist, like pink clouds. The small pink petals fell one after another, falling into the gurgling stream and drifting away, such a beautiful day, such a beautiful scenery.

In the middle of the peach forest, there is a thatched house that is not big or small, and the yard is full of three-story shelves. On one side, there are a lot of beans, dried bamboo shoots, corn, chili peppers and other food, and on the other side, there are licorice, sorrel, sweet dice, Xinyi, Angelica angelica, forsythia and other multi-flavored Chinese medicines. Medicine was boiling on the stove outside the house, and streams of hot air were coming out of the holes.

Lying quietly on the wooden bed in the room was a woman, dressed in the coarse linen clothes worn by ordinary peasant girls, with layers of white gauze wrapped around her face and hands, looking a little terrible. A woman dressed as a peasant woman was tending to her by the bedside.

The sun flickered, and a dazzling ray of sunlight filtered through the papier-mâché window and cast onto the woman's face. The woman was disturbed by the light, she frowned slightly, and then slowly opened her eyes. Xu had been asleep for too long, and her eyes that had just opened couldn't see anything clearly, only feeling vague, and she slowed down for a while before feeling a little better. The first thing that caught her eye was the timber roof, and she rolled her eyes around and saw that it was a very ordinary farmhouse.

"Are you awake?" The peasant woman beside the bed couldn't help but be a little overjoyed when she saw that the unconscious woman had finally woken up, and she hurriedly got up and went out of the house to call someone.

The woman struggled to sit up and leaned against the edge of the bed, she wanted to brush the hair in front of her eyes with her hand, and when she raised her hand, she found that her hands were wrapped in gauze, she reached out and touched her face, but was surprised to find that her face was also wrapped in gauze. Her head was still dizzy at the moment, and she couldn't remember what had happened to her. Now I suddenly woke up in a strange place, and I looked like this again, and I couldn't help but feel a little panic in my heart.

"Miss!" At this time, I saw another woman with her head wrapped in gauze running towards the bed, "Miss, you finally woke up, but you scared the slave to death." As she spoke, she couldn't help but cry with joy, and threw herself on the woman and hugged her.

"Zi Mo?" The woman was thrilled but unsure when she heard the familiar voice.

"It's me, miss." Zi Mo replied eagerly.

The two people in the thatched house were Xiao Hanyue and Zi Mo, who should have been buried in the fire that day. The two of them couldn't help but have mixed feelings after the catastrophe, and Zi Mo rushed up to hug Han Yue and cried.

After a burst of crying, Han Yue noticed that there was still a person standing in the room, it was the man who had just come in with Zi Mo. She slowly let go of Zi Mo, didn't turn her head to sort out her emotions a little, and then raised her eyes to look at the person. Looking closely, the man's facial features are not as delicate and handsome as a knife, but they are also elegant, clean and square. Under the long eyelashes, a pair of eyes are clear and clear, the complexion is fair, the green shirt is Leilei, and the whole person reveals a dignified and upright air from the inside out, beautiful but not charming, flashy but not arrogant, and has a different kind of style.

"Miss, he is the doctor who healed us." Zi Mo said.

"In the Lower Yezi Mausoleum, I have seen the girl." As he spoke, he stepped forward to check the pulse of Han Yue, "The girl has been in a coma for several days due to her weak body, and now it seems that her body is fine, she just needs to recuperate." ”

"Thank you Dr. Ye for coming to the rescue." Han Yue said sincerely, the gentle and thin words overflowed from her mouth, and the voice was like a large bead and a small bead falling on a jade plate, and it was like a glass jade sinking in clear water, although it was a little cold, but it couldn't be said to be good.

Ye Ziling smiled slightly, his smile was as warm as a spring breeze in March, "The person who saved you is not me, I am just a doctor who treats your injuries." It was a noble man who saved you. ”

"Who is it?" Hanyue asked after him.

Ye Ziling smiled, but he didn't say it explicitly, "I don't want to say much about this, you will understand everything when he comes." ”

Three days later, a seemingly ordinary carriage stopped at the door of the thatched hut. A handsome man entered the house with a maidservant.

"Become a king? Chunqin? Hanyue was extremely surprised when he saw the two.

Han Yue's surprise had already been expected by Nangong Heng, he walked to Han Yue's bed disapprerovitously, lifted the corners of his robe, sat down on the stool on the side, and then asked softly, "Is your body better?" ”

"You saved us?" Han Yue looked at Nangong Heng and did not answer, but asked instead.

Nangong Heng smiled meaningfully, and Chunqin, who was standing on the side, replied on behalf of Nangong Heng, "Back to the princess, it was King Cheng who saved you." ”

Han Yue stared at Chunqin for a long time and didn't speak, Chunqin knew what Han Yue was thinking, so she took the initiative to say, "The slave has always been the one who became the king. ”

It turned out that Chunqin and Ru'er were the eyeliners arranged by Nangong Heng in King Jing's mansion. Nangong Heng's original intention of placing eyeliner in King Jing's Mansion was to learn about Nangong Jing's every move, but unexpectedly learned about the fire in his backyard. Nangong Heng thought about it for a while, and felt that this matter might be able to be used, so he kept paying attention.

Because of this, Su Pingyan's every move in King Jing's Mansion has long been watched by Chunqin and Ru'er, and after Nangong Heng learned about it, he sent someone to monitor Su Mansion day and night, so that he could gain insight into Su Yanyan's plan. On the night of the fire, Nangong Heng had sent someone to prepare two female corpses similar to Han Yue and Zi Mo in advance to replace the two of them, so he did not know it.

Hanyue smiled self-deprecatingly, Royal, it's really everyone who hides it deeply. Now it seems that King Cheng is very deep in the city, and it is by no means as simple as it seems on the surface, and he will not come to the rescue out of kindness, so he asked, "May I ask why King Cheng wants to save me?" ”

Nangong Heng saw that Han Yue was so straightforward, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook, this smile was extremely evil, I don't know how many women to charm, but Han Yue was in no mood to appreciate it, "Okay, since the princess is so direct, then I won't beat around the bush." ”

Hearing Nangong Heng still call her princess, Han Yue only felt very harsh and sarcastic, she interrupted Nangong Heng's words and suddenly said, "King Cheng, Princess Jing has already died in that fire." ”

Nangong Heng raised his eyebrows and was noncommittal, "There are so many women in the world, and there are many smart people, but there are not many smart women, not to mention a smart woman who hates Nangong Jing." As long as the two of us cooperate, you can help me, and I can also help you get revenge. The best of both worlds, killing two birds with one stone, what do you think? ”

When Han Yue heard this, she laughed, and couldn't help but feel that Nangong Heng's words were very funny, "If I am smart, how can I end up like this?" What's more, now my face is ruined, and I can't even go out to meet people, let alone cooperate with you, King Cheng? ”

Nangong Heng said, "It's not that you're not smart, you're just blinded by your own useless kindness." After this incident, I think you should understand a lot and see a lot clearly. As for your face, you don't need to worry. Ziling is the descendant of the divine doctor Hua Tuo, and the green bag book passed down by his teacher records in detail how to help the disfigured person restore his appearance, and there is also a magical art of changing the face. ”

Han Yue lowered her eyes and didn't answer, just waiting for Nangong Heng's next words.