Wu Zhangshi got up and silently exited the bedroom.

Only Bo Jia and Yang Yilan were left in the house, Yang Yilan reluctantly got up and hugged Bo Jia, "Prince, don't you ask what the concubine has done?" ”

Bojia hugged Yang Yilan tightly and closed his eyes, "I already know." ”

Yang Yilan's body trembled, and tears welled up, "The prince doesn't hate concubines? Don't you think concubines are terrible? ”

Bo Jia looked into the distance, a little distracted, "I have seen more terrible things when I was a child."

You probably don't know that the identity of the prince has brought me only endless pain.

I can't believe that even you are trapped in it now......"

Yang Yilan shook his head and burst into tears.

Bo Jia sighed and stroked Yang Yilan's long hair, "Don't worry, you will always be my wife."

You go first, I'll go later, we're still together. ”

Yang Yilan crouched in Bojia's arms, whimpering.

Outside the door, Xiang Yueqing took two steps back, turned around and walked out.

The little chamberlain who followed couldn't help but speak, "Mrs. Wu, let's not announce the decree?" ”

Xiang Yueqing looked at the kneeling people in the courtyard, "Go back and reply to the decree, princess, Xu." ”

On the side, Wu was in charge of affairs, and gratefully saluted to Yueqing.

Xiang Yueqing sighed lightly.

In her previous life, it was probably Queen Yang who rushed in front of Bo Geng and poisoned Yang Yilan.

Otherwise, if Bo Geng gave the death yang blue, this reputation would be gone.

Afterwards, Bo Geng may also realize that doing so will affect the crown prince and the East Palace.

Therefore, he covered up the past with the excuse of the princess's violent death.

Walking outside the Ninghua Palace, Xiang Yueqing saw that Wu Chen personally led the Huoyang guards to surround the palace gate.

From this moment on, anyone involved in the case of the crown princess will probably have blood spatter.

And because this matter can only be buried, they are destined to die on other charges.

Xiang Yueqing looked at Wu Chen.

The guilty are just that.

And what about the innocent?

Wu Chen's hatred was monstrous in his heart, and he vowed to drag everyone into the boundless sea of suffering, which was not without a cause.

……

Takefukan.

Two figures sat side by side under the porch, one holding a jug of wine.

"I've rarely been here lately, but I have something on my mind today?" Hu Qianshu looked at Xiang Yueqing.

Xiang Yueqing took a sip of wine and sighed, "I feel a little depressed in my heart, come and sit down." ”

Hu Qianshu smiled and retracted his gaze, "If you want to say, I'll listen."

If you don't want to say it, I'll accompany you. ”

Xiang Yueqing shook his head, "I can't say it, I can't say it." ”

Hu Qianshu still smiled, "Then drink." ”

Qingqiong sat on the roof, bored counting the stars.

At the beginning, when Mrs. Hu Qianshu was in contact, Lord Lang was still jealous.

But I don't know when it started, Lord Lang didn't mind his wife and Hu Qianshu at all.

Even if it was so late, Mrs. came to Hu Qianshu for a drink, but Lord Lang didn't say anything.

However, Madame seems to have a lot of things in her heart.

It's the same as Lord Lang.

Merely......

When will Lord Lang be willing to show his sincerity to his wife?

And when will the lady be willing to open her mind?

She and Jiuxia both began to worry about the two of them.

Wufu study.

Wu Chen was dealing with the official documents, but he was a little absent-minded, and looked up at the window from time to time.

"Hasn't Madame come back yet?" Wu Chen asked.

"Not yet." Jiuxia replied for the tenth time.

Wu Chen lowered his head again.

Jiuxia couldn't help but speak, "Lord Lang is going to pick up Madame?" ”

Wu Chen was slightly distracted, "She's in a bad mood today." ”

Jiuxia was speechless for a while, and then said, "Lord Lang, is there any misunderstanding between you and your wife?"

Or is it ...... What do you think Madame misunderstands about you?

The slave thinks that sometimes you still have to say that you care about the lady. ”

After looking at the ground for a long time, Jiuxia also sensed that something was wrong between Wu Chen and Xiang Yueqing.

The two were sometimes intimate, sometimes estranged.

Madame too, seems to be more in awe of Wu Chen than fond.

He didn't understand, Lord Lang was so gentle and fond of his wife, why didn't his wife understand?

And so is Lord Lang.

is obviously concerned, but the dead duck has a hard mouth, which makes Mrs. even more misunderstood.

For example, when he went to Ninghua Palace for a banquet this time, Lord Lang was obviously worried that his wife would be harassed or even hurt by Princess Ling.

But he didn't say anything when he died, and he made a detour to let Yan Ruo ambush in and watch for him.

After Jiuxia listened to Qingqiong's words, she was really anxious in her heart.

And Lord Lang knew that Mrs. was in a bad mood today, but he actually watched Mrs. go to another man to relieve her boredom.

Of course, this man is special, and he can't pose a threat to Lord Lang.

Wu Chen glanced at Jiuxia and was speechless for a while.

At the beginning, he was tempting Xiang Yueqing.

Later, he found out his intentions, and knew that Xiang Yueqing was afraid of her, so he deliberately teased her, thinking it was very funny.

But when I really wanted to care about her, I couldn't say some things in my heart.

Instinctively, she wouldn't believe it either.

Thinking of this, Wu Chen glanced out the window again.

Jiuxia: "......"

Hurry.

After thinking about it, Jiuxia said again: "Lord Lang should go and have a look."

The servant watched Madame go out with a few jugs of wine, maybe Madame is drunk now? ”

Wu Chen answered, "She drinks so well, Hu Qianshu is drunk, she won't get drunk." ”

Jiuxia: "......"

All right.

He chose to keep his mouth shut.

In the Bamboo Wind Pavilion, Qingqiong, who was sitting on the roof, jumped down and supported Xiang Yueqing, who was swaying slightly.

Looking at Hu Qianshu again, he was already drunk.

Sure enough, Madame's alcohol consumption was terrifying.

She had never seen her wife drunk.

But today, Madame seems to be a little drunk.

"Madame, shall we go home?" Qingqiong asked.

"No return, no return." Xiang Yueqing laughed, "Go lazily and call the villain to carry me." ”

Qingqiong: "??? ”

"Just kidding, how dare you let the villain carry me."

Xiang Yueqing shook off Qingqiong's hand, walked to the dance floor, and shook his hands wildly, "Aren't you afraid that he will pinch me to death?"

You sit down first, and I'll sober up first.

In the face of the villain, always stay awake. ”

Qingqiong stepped forward to protect Xiang Yueqing with a questioning face, for fear that Xiang Yueqing's footsteps would be unsteady and fall to the ground.

But as soon as Xiang Yueqing shook like this, and then blew a few cold autumn winds, his brain, hands and feet were even less bright.

The sight began to light up in front of me, and the whole world seemed to be spinning.

But Xiang Yueqing felt very conscious.

"Go home!" Stretching out his hand to Yue Qingyi, he set off along the route he imagined.

The body was planted to the side, and a figure supported Xiang Yueqing.

Xiang Yueqing grinned, "Qingqiong, I'm fine, I'm awake." ”

"I'll carry you." The figure squatted slightly in front of Xiang Yueqing.

Xiang Yueqing didn't do it, "Call the villain to carry me!" ”

The figure was speechless for two seconds, "I'm the villain." ”

Xiang Yueqing seemed to think for a few seconds, then jumped on the back of the figure and cheered, "Okay, allow you to be the villain for the time being." ”

Qingqiong broke out in a cold sweat on the side.

Although I don't quite understand what the villain means, it shouldn't be a good word.

Just now, I saw Lord Lang's face darken.

Seeing Wu Chen leaving with Xiang Yueqing on his back, Qingqiong was about to follow, and when she saw what Xiang Yueqing was doing, Qingqiong couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

I saw Xiang Yueqing pull out Wu Chen's hairpin and throw it away, and then stir up Wu Chen's hair.

After fiddling with it for a while, I pulled it twice, "I can't pull it out...... Oh, and it hasn't turned white yet. ”

Immediately, Xiang Yueqing seemed to have lost interest in Wu Chen's hair, and went to pinch Wu Chen's face again, "Why are you so thick-skinned?" You can't even twist it.

Also, thick skin with black heart, a perfect match ......"

The more Qingqiong looked at it, the more frightened she became, and she was about to step forward to speak, but was stopped by Jiu Xia who picked up the hairpin, "Lord Lang is not angry, what are you going to do." ”

Qingqiong realized that Mrs. had been tossing for so long, and Lord Lang didn't say a word.

Qingqiong couldn't help but look at Jiuxia, her face surprised.

Jiuxia looked like a matter of course, "You just saw it, I guessed it a long time ago."