Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Assassination of a Little Sinister
"Qiushui girl, please pass it on, Madame is here." Qinghe walked up the steps of the Yimei Hall and politely faced the autumn water road standing quietly in front of the temple gate.
Rong Caiyin behind Qinghe, dressed in a water blue mist gauze skirt, quiet and elegant, holding a food box in her hand, Qiushui smiled kindly at Rong Caiyin, and saluted respectfully: "Qiushui will go, Mrs. Yin will wait a minute." ”
Qiushui came out to invite her in a moment, Rong Caiyin was slightly happy in her heart, does this mean that His Highness was angry with her yesterday last night?
However, she did not observe Qiushui's expression, and Qiushui watched the blue shadow with concern and eagerly entered the temple with joy.
His Royal Highness had just called a few singers to listen to the music, and His Highness listened to it with his head propped up, but after a while, he drove them out of the Yimei Palace, and his face was still not good. His Royal Highness has always been disliked, and I don't know what happened between Mrs. Yin, Ah Rong and His Royal Highness yesterday.
"Yin'er is here, sit." Zhong Lixun was half lying on the soft couch, the hall was empty, his expression was lazy, and there was a black gas between his handsome eyebrows.
Rong Caiyin thought that His Royal Highness was still unhappy about what happened last night, so she picked up a smile, waved the plain white handkerchief in her hand to Qinghe and said: "Your Highness, Yin'er made your favorite plum blossom cake for you, although Yin'er's craftsmanship is not good, but Yin'er has made it several times, and the taste is not bad, Your Highness can taste it?" ”
Zhong Lixun was worried about the East Palace and that cheap maid, and he didn't look up at Rong Caiyin: "Yin'er has a heart, she doesn't have much appetite for a while, it's better for Yin'er to eat by herself."
The smile on Rong Caiyin's beautiful face was a little stiff, although His Royal Highness had always been intimate, but he had never put on a face like this.
Qinghe glanced at her master worriedly, and Rong Caiyin watched her shake her head and ask her to take down the plum blossom cake.
"Your Highness, seeing that you are in a bad mood, why don't Yin'er dance for you to relieve your boredom?" Rong Caiyin's best skill is dancing, which is also where His Royal Highness appreciates her.
Zhong Lixun was finally a little irritable, and felt that Yin'er, who had always been obedient and quiet, had also become noisy, and his thin lips spit out a cold and hard word: "No need, His Royal Highness is a little tired, and he has no intention of appreciating the dance, Yin'er will go back to Yinfang Pavilion if he has nothing to do." ”
The man on the couch had evil and awe-inspiring eyes, and his whole body was full of irritability.
Rong Caiyin's heart was shocked, and she finally couldn't hold back her beautiful smile, got up from her seat, knelt down in front of her at once, and said regretfully: "Your Highness, Yin'er was wrong, Yin'er shouldn't be ignorant last night, if Your Highness insists on taking Na'a Rong as a concubine, Yin'er listens to His Highness's affairs, and doesn't dare to disagree in the slightest." ”
The words that were held back in his heart came out, at least he was not so panicked, and His Highness's face made his heart panic.
"You get up, it's okay with you." Zhong Lixun listened to Rong Caiyin's words, and finally looked up at her beautiful and elegant face, he didn't have the energy to pay attention to the careful thoughts of each of her women, and his heart was even more upset, and his tone was even more cold and hard.
"Yes, Yin'er was wrong." Rong Caiyin gritted her teeth and got up, Qinghe carefully supported her, she still looked at His Highness's ugly face, and no longer dared to ask, "Yin'er will be Yinfang Pavilion, Your Highness is not upset, rest well." ”
The handsome and evil man on the sandalwood soft couch nodded, Rong Caiyin lowered his heart, and walked out of the Yimei Hall with Qinghe's hand.
As soon as he got out of the gate of the Gehua Palace, a pale yellow figure came to him, and when Qiu Yue saw Rong Caiyin, he saluted lightly: "Qiu Yue has seen Mrs. Yin." ”
Unintentionally catching a glimpse of a few gorgeous clothes in the tray in Qiu Yue's hand, and then looking at Qiu Yue's unhappy face, Rong Caiyin pretended to have no intention of asking, "Miss Qiu Yue, what is this?" ”
Although Qiu Yue was unhappy again, when Mrs. Yijie asked, she still had to answer, but her voice was very unhappy: "Mrs. Huiyin, these are a few new clothes that His Royal Highness bought for Ah Rong." ”
"What!?" Rong Caiyin's head buzzed, she couldn't believe it, she couldn't hide her emotions, "But Miss Arong is just a slave, what does Your Highness mean by this!?" ”
Qiu Yue snorted, she didn't like Ah Rong now, what did she say: "Yesterday, His Royal Highness asked Ah Rong to stay in the Yimei Palace, and asked Qiu Yue to buy a few gorgeous clothes for her early this morning, and Qiu Yue didn't know what His Royal Highness meant." ”
"After His Highness left Yinfang Pavilion last night, he actually asked Ah Rong to stay in Yimei Palace...... Even I didn't stay overnight in Yimei Palace...... Your Highness, is this going to accept her? Rong Caiyin muttered, already stunned.
Qinghe saw that something was wrong with his wife, and he was afraid that Qiuyue would see his wife's jokes, so he was a little embarrassed and smiled at Qiuyue: "Don't bother Qiuyue girl's errands, my wife may be tired, Qinghe sent Mrs. back." ”
Qiu Yue looked at Rong Caiyin's confused expression strangely, Qinghe had helped her down the dozens of steps in front of the Yimei Palace, she sneered in her heart, this Mrs. Yin was afraid that she was also annoyed by Ah Rong, no longer waiting, she endured her unhappy emotions, and brought her clothes into the Yimei Palace.
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Spring has passed, into the summer, there are a few big trees in the courtyard where His Royal Highness Yimei lives, the tender teeth of the leaves on the green trees slowly turn into green leaves, and there are occasional cicadas chirping on the thick branches, bringing summer.
Qiu Yue, who had an ugly face, put a few gorgeous clothes and jewelry sent from Yimei Hall on the table, Miaolan was happy that His Royal Highness gave Sister Ah Rong such good clothes and jewelry, but she had never touched it, the gorgeous clothes were beautiful, and the jewelry was filled with pearls, precious stones, jade, gold and silver, which simply blinded her eyes.
Ah Rong didn't look at those things from beginning to end, Miao Lan looked at Ah Rong's sister just bowing her head and embroidering the sachet, Miao Lan knew that her sister wanted to secretly send these things out of the house and sell them for silver, and leave here in the future.
However, although Sister Qiuyue's words today are not good, it seems that His Royal Highness wants to take Sister Arong as a concubine, Miaolan still can't help but lean over: "Sister Arong, these things sent by His Highness are so beautiful, don't you want to take a look?" ”
Ah Rong had no intention of sewing the sachet anymore, and raised his head and pointed outside: "Miaolan, I don't think His Royal Highness really wants to accept me, you look at the people in Yimei Palace, I'm afraid I have become the target of everyone." ”
Outside the room, maids passed by from time to time, as if intentionally or unintentionally probing to peek at what Ah Rong and Miao Lan were doing in the room.
Miao Lan was stunned for a moment, and blurted out: "Sister, are you saying that Your Highness did it on purpose, you want to embarrass your sister?" ……”
Speaking of which, Miao Lan herself didn't believe it, Ah Rong had already gotten up and was about to close the door at this time, blocking out the peeping eyes outside. How did she know what the man had in mind, he used to create the illusion of pampering him to the people in this mansion, she was bullied, and now she suddenly intends to take her as a concubine, this news has spread throughout the mansion in the afternoon, maybe it is another conspiracy, why should she happily take the initiative to obey?
"Whoosh-"
Suddenly, a flying arrow came over, Ah Rong returned to the danger and escaped, a man in black flew towards her from the eaves with a sharp sword, and the shouts of the people in the courtyard were heard.
This person looks like a woman, in this dark night, the woman's body is slim, her body is as light as a swallow, the key is that her martial arts seem to be unfathomable.
Ah Rong knows that her skills are low, but she only knows some kung fu, and she is definitely not her opponent! ……
"Sister Ah Rong, run!" Miao Lan was so anxious that she shouted, this person was obviously coming for Sister Ah Rong!
Miao Lan couldn't take care of herself, and stopped in front of Ah Rong: "Sister be careful!" ”
Ah Rong had no choice but to dodge and push Miaolan away: "Miaolan, don't!" ”
Ah Rong pulled his legs and ran towards the corridor, faintly seeing a pair of eyes under the woman's black veil with a feminine aura, she was the woman's opponent, and the woman stabbed Ah Rong with a sword viciously.
Between the lightning and flint, the woman's sword narrowly missed the chest, but scratched Miaolan's arm.
Miao Lan exclaimed: "Sister! ”
The clothes exploded, Ah Rong was at a loss in his heart, he thought that he would die in the hands of this woman in the dark night, and a black shadow flew from the roof tiles!
It's Hefeng, she's saved!
Slowly breathing a sigh of relief, Miaolan hurriedly ran over, but her little face was full of anxiety: Sister, are you okay!? “”
Ah Rong pulled out a smile: "Don't worry, I'm fine, what about you?"
Miao Lan nodded, and the two saw He Feng and the woman in black fighting on the high eaves, and after a few moves, the woman was obviously in a weak position. Hating to turn around, I felt the woman's anger soaring, and finally flashed my body and disappeared into the night.
Poor Kou Mo chased, and He Feng turned back.
Miaolan's eyes were full of admiration for He Feng, and she smiled gratefully at He Feng: "Thank you, Lord Hefeng, for saving me."
He Feng clenched his fists, and turned to Ah Rong and said, "It was ordered by His Royal Highness, He Feng sent Ah Rong girl back."
Ah Rong was stunned when she heard this, why did Zhong Lixun know that someone would come to assassinate her? Still want to save her?
At this time, He Feng hugged his fist again behind Ah Rong and Miaolan, with a serious and respectful expression: "Your subordinates see Your Highness." ”
A few cicadas chirped in the faint moonlight, and a charming, handsome man walked from under the quiet corridor.