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After leaving the palace, Yixuan did not go home and went directly to the palace.

She was a little nervous, the closer she got to the palace, the more nervous she became, leaning against the wall with her eyes closed, her hands pressed to her chest, trying her best to restrain her rapid heartbeat.

She opened her mouth and took a deep breath.

Zhao Zhen said that there are only two people he can't let go, one is her, and the other is his mother. So who would he believe what she told his mother?

The worst result is that he hates her, hates her, and has nothing to do with her. Yixuan has seen a lot of unsympathetic men, so she has never had much expectation for such a thing as love, but during the days she spent with Zhao Zhen, she felt as if she was slowly moved.

The original cold and hard heart has become a little softer, and even very greedy, wanting to stay with him for life.

Indeed men are greedy creatures.

Yixuan helplessly propped up her head and sighed.

Wen Yixuan, Wen Yixuan, you can be sober.

"Princess, it's here." The groom lowered the footstool.

Yixuan slowed down in the car for a while before getting out of the car. There were guards standing guard in front of the palace, and when they saw her, their faces were different.

The guards stopped her.

"Wait a minute, princess, let us go in and make a message."

Yi Xuan was in disbelief, and became angry, "What did you say?" ”

She was simply surprised, and her tone drifted up slightly. But everyone present thought it was a threat, similar to "you dare to say it again".

The guard pursed his mouth tightly, lowered his head in front of Yixuan, and did not speak or let her in.

"Then you go."

Endure the calm for a while.

The guard agreed, picked up his feet and left. Yixuan was pulled aside by Shuang'er, Shuang'er was a little angry, and muttered: "Lord Wang, this is too much." ”

The master is the princess, and the palace is the master's home, how can anyone enter his own house and pass it on?

Isn't this a clear response to people?

Yi Xuan leaned on the pillar, casually flirted her eyelids and glared at the guards at the door, those guards were originally nesting together and whispering, but they were stared at by Yi Xuan, and they were immediately scattered.

"I've found that men also like to chew on the root of their tongues." Yixuan came to such a sentence without a beginning or an end.

"Huh?" Shuang'er couldn't keep up with his master's train of thought.

Yixuan closed her eyes and persuaded herself to be calm, if she couldn't bear this little shame and just went home, what else was there to struggle?

After waiting for a while, Fu Miao came out.

Yixuan walked over, looked at him lightly and asked, "Can I go in, Master Fu." ”

Fu Xuan's expression was a little indescribable.

"Princess, the minister advises you, you better go back and wait for news. The prince has been so busy these days that I'm afraid I don't have time to accompany you. ”

Yi Xuan looked at him silently for a while, her chin raised slightly, looking a little arrogant and her expression cold.

Fu Miao had a bad premonition.

Suddenly, she smiled, and her tone was particularly amiable, "I know that he is busy serving Concubine Gong, but he can still find a little time." I have something important to tell him, especially important. ”

Fu Xuan's face changed.

The princess already knows about Concubine Gong? Concubine Gong is so hostile to the princess that the princess will definitely not be allowed to see the princess. But since the princess is here, she still looks like "I won't leave if I can't get an explanation", and it seems that it is not easy to deal with.

Or he thought of a way to let the prince and princess meet.

Fu Xuan clenched his fists, and felt that his mission was on my shoulders, "Princess, please come with me." ”

Yixuan went to Fu Xuan's house. Fu Miao closed the door from the outside and went to report to the prince.

At this time, Zhao Zhen was walking in the garden with Concubine Gong.

Concubine Gong's old illness is stubborn, and it will recur every spring and autumn, and when it is serious, she will be out of breath and cough and bleed. According to the doctor, it is difficult to cure the disease, but as long as you keep your mood happy and less angry, you will be fine for the time being.

Zhao Zhen was afraid of his mother's body, and he didn't want to excuse Yixuan too much, so the matter was delayed again and again, and there was no end in sight.

Fu Miao silently followed behind the two, Zhao Zhen noticed him, glanced back at him, and asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"Well, there's an urgent report from the North Town Fusi."

Zhao Zhenxin thought it was true, and cast an inquiring glance at Concubine Gong, who smiled and sat down on the stone bench, "Since you have business to do, you can go." ”

Zhao Zhen nodded, and after instructing the maid to serve well, he left with Fu Xuan.

"What's the matter?" After walking out of the road, Zhao Zhen asked.

Fu Miao glanced at him and whispered, "The princess is here." ”

Zhao Zhen's footsteps paused slightly, and then continued to walk forward, his expression was a little subtle, "Where is she?" ”

"The princess is invited to rest in the courtier's house." After Fu Miao finished speaking, he felt that this was strange, and hung his head in embarrassment.

Zhao Zhen didn't react, but his pace accelerated significantly.

Yixuan was bored waiting in the room, so she casually pulled a book from the bookshelf and read. As a result, a piece of paper with the scent of fat powder fell from the book.

Hey, Master Fu has a very unique taste, and he likes to use this kind of paper to write his reading experience.

Curious, she picked up the note and looked at it.

"Suddenly, I saw a strange willow color, and the penitent husband was looking for a marquis."

The handwriting is delicate and graceful, which is very in line with the artistic conception of this poem.

“……”

Yixuan is a little peeping into other people's privacy.

No, who would have thought that such a cold military book would have a piece of paper with love poems written in it?

She really admires the green waist, she can't do this kind of fleshy thing.

Just as she was about to stuff the paper inside, the door creaked open, and Yixuan instinctively hid the paper behind her.

No, Master Fu, listen to my explanation, I really didn't mean to peep at the little boudoir fun between you and the green waist, it was really unintentional!

Zhao Zhen walked out of the light, his eyes swept around the room, and fell on her.

There was some surprise in his eyes.

She was so arrogant that he didn't dare to go to her until the matter was resolved.

I didn't dare to think that she would run over in person.

He closed the door with his backhand and walked towards her with a smile, "Yixuan." ”

Did you miss me?

Yixuan stood next to the bookshelf, her hands behind her back, her eyes blank.

It's not Fu Xuan.

OK.

No need to be a voyeur.

Yixuan breathed a sigh of relief, took out her hand from behind her back, smoothed the paper smoothly, and then put it into the page. As he was about to close the book, a large, bony hand pulled the paper away.

“……”

I didn't expect Zhao Zhen to be so interested in human privacy.

After reading it, Zhao Zhen raised his eyebrows in surprise, and read the poem in a lazy tone.

"Suddenly, I saw the willow color of the strange head, and I regretted asking my husband to look for the marquis." He bit the word husband very hard, and at the end the sound was slightly prolonged, bent over, lowered his head, and leaned into her ear, and the low voice made her ears itch.

"You wrote that?" He laughed.

“……”

Such a sour thing, can she do it?

"No, it's not. This is written by the green waist to Fu Xuan. She pierced his beautiful illusion mercilessly, and by the way, she also gave a roll of the eyes, "You don't even recognize my words?" ”

Her handwriting is sharp, without the softness of a woman's writing. People write soft little love poems, but she can only write vicissitudes of life and atmospheric side poems.

Zhao Zhen was stunned, his body moved away slightly, he raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his nose, and sighed: "Of course I recognize your words." Have you forgotten how many official documents you have sent me before? ”

“……”

"I just thought you changed the font a little bit." Zhao Zhen pinched the piece of paper, no longer had the interest just now, stuffed it into the book, closed it and put it on the bookshelf, and smiled at her again.

"It's fine. I'm not sad. ”

“……”

Zhao Zhen, don't be too aggressive!

Yixuan stared at him speechlessly, and for a long time, he found that he had been led astray, and he didn't say a word about business. She lowered her head and brewed her emotions.

"Zhao Zhen, I understand to tell you, the fire in Concubine Gong's palace was not set by me, and it has nothing to do with me."

She proved her innocence with a serious face, and there was a hint of cuteness.

Zhao Zhen couldn't help but raise his hand, rubbed the corners of her stiff mouth with his fingertips, and said softly, "I understand." ”

He knows what kind of person she is, and he will not doubt her casually because of other people's words.

Even if that person is his mother.

To be honest, he felt that his mother was a little abnormal, she resisted Yixuan too much, and he was convinced that Wen Zhiluo wanted to kill her, and whoever refuted her would be in a hurry.

With Wen Zhiluo's means, who can he kill and let that person know? It must be done without leakage, and it can't be seen at all, that's Wen Zhiluo's style.

His mother was full of accusations against Zhiluo, but he didn't believe it.

And just in case, he also specially asked Wen Changbai for verification. Wen Changbai told him very clearly that Zhiluo had nothing to do with that matter, and Zhiluo often went to serve when Concubine Gong was seriously ill.

This made Zhao Zhen even more sure that Zhiluo was by no means a murderer.

Yixuan originally thought that Zhao Zhen would ask her about some things at the beginning, but she didn't expect him to be a simple four words.

"I understand."

What do you understand?

Yi Xuan wanted to say something and stopped looking at him, "If you have anything to ask me, just ask." I'll tell you all about it. ”

Zhao Zhen lowered his eyes, thought for a while, and touched her head, "I do have a question." ”

"You ask."

"Was the fire a simple accident, or was it man-made?"

Good question.

It's a pity she couldn't answer.

At that time, she was busy with the new emperor's accession to the throne, and she had no time to care about anything else. Later, a young eunuch admitted that he accidentally set fire to the clothes in the house, which caused the water to run in the palace. She didn't think much of it.

Of course it's an accident, at this time, the key thing is to harm the new emperor who has just ascended the throne, how can he attack Concubine Gong?

She took it for granted at the time, and now that she thinks about it, Concubine Gong disappeared for a few years and suddenly appeared, if it wasn't for the impostor, then someone must have deliberately set that fire and kidnapped Concubine Gong.

Who is it?

Zhao Jinxiu?

A trace of doubt flashed in Yi Xuan's heart, but it was only doubt. After all, Zhao Jinxiu's father-in-law is Zhang Qianyuan, the former commander of the Jinyi Guard, and his martial arts positions are very high, so it is easy to save people.

"I ...... I don't know. ”