By the time the rain stopped, it was approaching dusk.

A round of rainbows hangs dazzlingly in the sky, colorful like a bridge, beautiful.

However, Zhuang Siyan only glanced at it, and called Qingfeng and said, "I've found the direction, let's go quickly." ”

Qingfeng's leg injury didn't matter, but when he was shaken off by the horse and fell into the pit again, because he wanted to protect Zhuang Siyan, he didn't care too much about himself, so it seemed that his foot was bare and fractured.

Although Zhuang Siyan touched him in the rain and pinched him, he was already limping when he walked at this time.

And the ground that has just rained is muddy, and it is really not easy to walk.

The two of them were so embarrassed, how embarrassed they were, and the only thing they were happy about was that the horses didn't go far, and in Qingfeng's whistle several times, they actually ran back again.

Zhuang Siyan, who had experienced two wolves and a heavy rain, didn't want to say anything, just wanted to hurry up, and his heart was irritable.

She felt that something big might really happen in the capital, so even they were prevented from going back.

The next road was not easy to walk, out of the woods, and encountered barren mountains again.

It turns out that the ancient paths are innumerable meanings, and there are not even a few people who can't be seen, and the modern veritable paths cannot be compared at all.

Zhuang Siyan was very depressed about his long experience this time, and he felt a little stupid.

Qingfeng saw that she didn't talk much, so he tried to say as little as possible.

In any case, there was still a little advantage to the shortcut, and after three days, they saw the capital, and they also went from the small road to the main road.

It has been a long time since Zhuang Siyan left here last time, but the capital has not changed much, and if you look at it from the outside, you can hardly see the changes.

It's just that Qingfeng is still sensitive to the discovery that the guards are still in the city, and Wen Qingfang used to have a lot fewer secret sentinels.

He didn't tell Zhuang Siyan about this, because those dark whistles were Wen Qing's cards.

As his former subordinate, it is his duty to respect his former boss and keep his secrets.

Zhuang Siyan didn't see it, as soon as she entered the city, she went straight to the Wen house.

After knocking on the door for a long time, she wanted to break into the door when she knocked on it, only to hear an answer from inside.

After a long time, a man came and opened the door.

It's a woman, Zhuang Siyan doesn't know.

The woman looked at her strangely, apparently unrecognizable.

Zhuang Siyan asked, "Who are you?" What about the original owner here? ”

The woman seemed to be a little dissatisfied with his impoliteness, and the astonishment on her face quickly turned to boredom: "How do we know that this is the house we bought." ”

Then with a "snap", the door closed from the inside, and even if they knocked, it would not open again.

Zhuang Siyan turned his head to look at Qingfeng: "What's the situation?" Wen Qing is not here? So where will he go? ”

Qingfeng didn't know either.

Zhuang Siyan had no choice, she originally wanted to come back in advance to check the situation, but now it seems that there is nowhere to check at all, so she still has to go to the palace.

With Wen Qing's relationship with Ling Tiancheng, if something really happened to him, Ling Tiancheng would definitely know.

She asked Qingfeng to inquire about the situation in the city again, and when she was done, she went to her original house to wait for her.

Zhuang Siyan went back with clean clothes, returned the sign for entering the palace, and took a carriage to the palace gate.

She went to the Chenxi Hall first, but she didn't see Ling Tiancheng there.

went to the Xuan Hall where he lived again, but there was still no one.

Zhuang Siyan felt a little weird in her heart, could it be that Ling Tiancheng and her really broke up, so now they have begun to spoil other concubines.

Even if that's the case, it's not good to be in the concubine's palace in broad daylight, and not to do business, right?

Zhuang Siyan made an inexplicable slander while walking towards the bamboo garden.

Lan Xin and Ping'er both felt that it was possible that they would never see their master Zhuang Siyan again in this life.

At first glance, I saw that she jumped into the bamboo courtyard neatly as usual, and said, "Lan Xin, is there anything delicious?" Bring some and remember to make me a good pot of tea. ”

Lan Xin and Ping'er raised their hands and rubbed their eyes at the same time, then the two looked at each other again, and finally their lips squirmed, and their voices were so light that only they could hear: "Niang Niang is back?" ”

Zhuang Siyan stood still and looked sideways at their surprised expressions for a while.

Then he gave them a firm look and opened his mouth and said, "Yes, I'm back, is there anything to eat in the palace?" I'm starving, if not, I'll go to the imperial dining room and get some, no other requirements, be quick. ”

Lan Xin didn't wait for her to finish, she had already pounced, her legs knelt on the ground, and she almost couldn't stand up crying.

Ping'er was fine, stood for a while, as if suddenly stunned Zhuang Siyan said something twice, turned around and walked outside the palace gate.

In the entire bamboo courtyard, it was like a stream of boiling water was injected, and everyone moved, with a little blush floating on their faces from time to time, and they kept coming and going.

There were people who went to get food, some people who went to get water, and some people who went to report to Ling Tiancheng.

Those rough palace maids, who usually don't wait in front of them, pruned the bamboo and flowers in the yard, and it was even more lively than the New Year for a while.

Ling Tiancheng sat in the Zichen Palace, listened to the statement of the last great giant, read their notes carefully, wrote down his meaning below, and passed it on: "That's it, there is no need to discuss this matter anymore." ”

The minister took the fold out, and the Zichen Hall was also empty.

Li Fu glanced at him cautiously, his lips moved, and finally chose not to say anything more.

Ling Tiancheng reached out to flip through the other folds, looked at it twice, didn't know what to write, and put it back.

Take another copy and it's still the same.

After going back and forth many times, the anger in my heart rose.

What do these ministers usually do, they can't make sense of writing a recital, and even he can't understand it, what are they doing here, let him guess the riddle?

He got up irritably, and lifted his foot before taking a step outside.

Li Fu hurriedly followed, and a cautious one collided with Ling Tiancheng, who was walking back.

Li Fu's frightened cold sweat flowed out, and a weak knee followed and knelt on the ground: "The slave should die, the slave should die, the slave thinks the emperor is going out......"

"What am I going out for? Now the place to watch the twists and turns is in the Zichen Palace, don't you know? ”

Li Fu: "......"

He knows, but the emperor, you have nothing to do and just sit and watch the folds, what does it mean to stand up and take two steps!

Of course, he never dared to say this, so he didn't dare to get up while sweating and kneeling on the ground.

Ling Tiancheng sulked for a while, but slowly eased up, and called Li Fu up and said, "What came back?" ”

Li Fu was cautious: "It's been an hour, and I'm in the bamboo courtyard at this time." ”

Ling Tiancheng: "Well, you go over and take a look, if there is something missing, the Internal Affairs Office will send it over." ”

He also said many times: "I still have things to do." ”

What the emperor doesn't want to do, there is no need to explain it to anyone at all, let alone the eunuchs around him.

Li Fu was obviously stunned for a moment, and then as if he had heard some unbelievable words, he walked outside quickly, eager to leave the Zichen Hall in one step, so that he could wake up to whether the scene just now was true.

Ling Tiancheng watched him go out, but he had nothing to do.

Or that he didn't do anything like that, he sat down for a while, stood up for a while, and looked at the book for a long time, and he couldn't even read a word on it.

The heart is like numbness, but he pretends to be nothing.

As soon as Li Fucai went out, he thought to himself that he would come back soon and tell him about Zhuang Siyan's situation.

But it was strange to think that if she went out for so long and came back suddenly, there must be a lot of things missing in the palace, or Li Fu wanted to stay for a while.

However, after a while, he scolded Li Fu again in his heart, the dog slave must have been lazy again on the way, and he didn't come back after going to such a time.

Ling Tiancheng thought about many things in his heart, thinking about many things that he couldn't explain clearly.

But there was no expression on his face, just a little cold, and others would only think that the emperor might have thought of something important about the country, so he walked around with a frown.

Zhuang Siyan, who was in the inner courtyard of the deep palace, had neither inner apprehension nor cold on the surface.

Her state was the opposite of Ling Tiancheng's, or a little clearer.

With a smile on his face, he continued to talk to the two of them while eating what Ping'er brought.

The thoughts are meticulous, and the words are not revealed, it seems that the palace maids took the initiative to put it forward, but in fact, what was said was what Zhuang Siyan wanted to hear.

One of the most important ones is that Zhuang Changyuan died.

This Zhuang Siyan was obviously stunned for a moment.

Lan Xin noticed this detail of her, her eyes suddenly turned a little red, and tears turned around in her eyes twice, and finally she was forced to hold back.

But I was thinking in my heart, even if the young lady didn't remember the past, it was like a different person, but in the end she was still the daughter of the master, and she was connected by blood, and she should be sad to hear the news of his death, right?

Zhuang Siyan swallowed a piece of pastry silently, and ate it a little unconsciously, so he choked directly on himself.

When he bent over and coughed, his eyes were really red, and he drank the water handed by Ping'er before he successfully returned the pastry to its place.

She glanced at Lan Xin without a trace, and her voice was a little lower: "Where are you buried?" ”

Lan Xin looked at the palace people on the left and right, and stopped talking.

Zhuang Siyan immediately drove them all outside, and then asked, "Lan Xin, have you been with Zhuang ...... My father is connected? ”

Lan Xin knelt down with a "plop", and the tears in her eyes couldn't hold back any longer, dripping out and ticking onto the back of her clean hand.

"Miss, the lord is a criminal minister, and the palace is not allowed to say it, and the slave and maid just said that she missed her mouth, so she mentioned it, but ......"

Zhuang Siyan hated the tricks of others to indulge her the most, and when she heard Lan Xin's words, her face became stiff: "Lan Xin, you have a connection with the outside, I have always known it, I just didn't say it, it was because of our master and servant, and when I first came to the palace, you always protected me, but now the whole dealer has fallen, only you and I are left, you still play such a trick on me, what is it for?" ”

Lan Xin put her head on the ground and didn't say a word for a long time, but from Zhuang Siyan's angle, she could clearly see that her shoulders were shaking slightly.

Zhuang Siyan doesn't say many things, it doesn't mean that she doesn't know, and she is not in the palace, it doesn't mean that she doesn't have eyeliner in the palace.

To say that this Lan Xin is also powerful enough, a palace maid in the inner courtyard of the deep palace can actually connect with Zhuang Changyuan, who is still in prison, and report her every move to her, if you want to say that she has no ability, no one will believe it.