472 Fragrance

Ye Zhun didn't look at Liang Taiping.

He helped Xiao Qi and solved Xiao Yun, but it was not to sit back and watch Xiao Qi become bigger, and it was logical to enter the East Palace.

His purpose is to make the girder messy, and the more chaotic the better.

"Ye Zhun?" Pei Jinzhen doesn't understand, Ye Zhun has become a prisoner of the order, what else can he do?

Yan Chong smiled and flicked her head, "How many times have I told you, if you can't figure it out, don't think about it, don't embarrass your brain." ”

Pei Jinzhen raised his head and glared at him, really not knowing whether to be annoyed or laughed.

"In short, you can rest assured! Xiao Qi wants to enter the East Palace safely, it may not be easy. Let's watch! After a few days, the higher you climb, the heavier you may fall. Yan Chong pursed the corners of his mouth and smiled.

Pei Jinzhen really didn't understand their thoughts, "By the way, Fang Cai, Fuwangfu came to give me a post, saying that he was going to go to Daxiangguo Temple to do a ritual together, and he also said that he wanted to make a contribution to the Bodhisattva's golden body." ”

Once there is a disaster, it will be associated with the will of heaven, and some people will act by the will of heaven.

In the beautiful name, it is said to eliminate disasters and solve misfortunes and benefit all people.

"If you have that money, you might as well invest it all in our porridge shed. You don't have such a thing, and we don't have any friendship with Fuwang Mansion. Yan Chong said very simply.

Pei Jinzhen thought about it, their family also set up a porridge shed in the west of the city, this trip to Daxiangguo Temple, a few hundred taels I am afraid that they will not be able to run, but they can be thrown into the porridge shed, but they can't save many more people.

Yan Chong's eyes sank, this year's snow has fallen too much, but what he is worried about is far more than the disaster in Daliang.

On the day when King Fu's Mansion took the lead to go to Daxiangguo Temple, Pei Jinzhen really did not show up.

After that, there were some rumors that she was born in a small family after all, even if she was guarding the huge family business of the Jing'an Hou Mansion? It's not that the little family is very angry.

Pei Jinzhen didn't hear the wind when he said this, but he didn't hear it, and he was very peaceful.

Yan Chong is too, husband and wife, what to do, is what to do.

The days flew by, and in a blink of an eye, it was the end of the year.

This year, because of all these things, it was boring in the end.

After the New Year, the day is finally clear, looking at the sun, thinking about the snow slowly melting under the sun, it makes people unconsciously look forward to the return of spring to the earth.

The seventeenth day of the first month, the auspicious day of the zodiac.

The Marquis of Jing'an hired the Lin family.

Watching the continuous convoy leave from the gate of the mansion, Pei Jinzhen let out a long breath, picked up the corner of his skirt and walked back.

Inside the gate of the mansion, the green branch hurriedly ran over, and before he could catch his breath, he said, "Madam, just now the obituary was sent by the Fu Wangfu." ”

Obituary? Pei Jinzhen was taken aback, "Who is it?" ”

"It's Princess Fu. Somehow, I fell downstairs, but after a night's work, it was gone. ”

"How so?" Pei Jinzhen remembered that a few years ago, didn't Princess Fu go to Daxiangguo Temple to do things and mold the golden body of the Bodhisattva?

When he came back from a trip to King Fu's mansion, Pei Jinzhen was still in disbelief.

"This good person, if you say no, you will be gone. Pei Jinyun's child was carried by her, and on weekdays, I am afraid that she is also very loved, and the child is crying and trying to find her mother. The old lady of the Wang family cried to death, saying that her daughter died unexplained and must find out, but the daughter-in-law of her family was so frightened that she hurriedly covered her mouth, saying that she could not bear the pain of losing her daughter, and she was a little crazy, so she hurriedly sent people back to her home. ”

Yan Chong held the book of thirty-six plans in his hand, obviously he was already reciting it backwards and was familiar with it, but he still watched it with great concentration every time.

Hearing this, he paused slightly, raised his eyes from behind the page and looked at her, "What do you think?" ”

asked, naturally, the death of Princess Fu, what did she think.

Pei Jinzhen lowered his eyes, and the gloom passed under his eyes, "Although spring is blooming, but the spring is cold, what is she doing alone in the lakeside attic in her bedclothes?" Why didn't one bring it either? Didn't even say a word to the maids who were waiting around you? Is it really as they say, that she is evil? I don't know, but Mrs. Wang is right, she died a strange death, and she doesn't know it. ”

Yan Chong closed the book in his hand, "There's nothing I don't understand, it's just because she's in the way of others." Haven't you always thought it was strange, why did Xiao Yi think he still had a lot to fight? ”

"I'm afraid you don't know yet, he went to Liaodong, but he didn't gain anything. He had a very good relationship with Dong Darong, the commander-in-chief of Liaodong, and Dong Darong had a heavy army in his hands, and he had been in Liaodong for a long time, and Emperor Tiangao was far ......"

"That Lord Dong, there must be a daughter to be married in the family, right?" Pei Jinzhen asked suddenly.

Yan Chong paused, raised her head, and saw that her shoulders were slumped, her head was hanging, and her whole person seemed to suddenly wither, Yan Chong knew that she didn't guess, but she didn't want to believe it.

"Yes." Yan Chong replied softly, "Dong Darong has eight sons and one daughter, and this only daughter, who is like a pearl in her hand, is now raised to the age of sixteen and has not yet been married. ”

At this point, what else is not understood? Lord Dong is the emperor of the soil, and the only daughter of Airuo is not yet married, naturally because he wants to find a good marriage.

Xiao Yi wants to win the support of Lord Dong, what else can make Lord Dong willing to be tied to him with him more than to allow his daughter to be a princess, or even the position of a future queen?

As Yan Chong said, Princess Fu is just because she is blocking the way of others, she will not fall from the building today, she will jump into the lake tomorrow, and she can not afford to get sick, just to make room for that Dong girl.

The one who wanted her life, even the pillow person she entrusted her life, I don't know what kind of state of mind Princess Fu had figured out everything when she was dying?

Yan Chong saw that her face was a little pale, and even trembled slightly, he couldn't help but darken his eyes, put down the book in his hand, walked to her, and raised his hand to take her into his arms.

"Scared?"

Pei Jinzhen buried his face in his chest, and couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, first there was Concubine Zhou, and then there was Princess Fu, these people didn't have any friendship with her, but at this moment, people couldn't help but feel cold in their hearts.

Women, in front of imperial power, are not worth mentioning, and may be discarded and sacrificed at any time.

"Wanwan, don't think about it, you're different from them, never." He whispered in her ear.

She was silent for a moment, then finally said in a hoarse voice, "I know. What kind of man he was, it took her two lifetimes to see clearly. In her previous life, she treated him like that, and he still did his best to give her a stability, let alone this life?

She could doubt anyone, not even herself, and would never distrust him.

However, no matter what the truth is, the poor woman died after all, like a pebble into the sea, but it caused a ripple for a moment, and it fell silent.

Xiao Yi couldn't come out of the house, looking heartbroken, and the Wang family, except for the crying of Mrs. Wang at the beginning, there was no noise.