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The news that King Yu was stabbed to death by Zhang Qianyuan in prison spread quickly, and it was only a day before the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty knew about it.

Most people don't believe it.

Who is King Yu?

The people who can break out of the encirclement of the Tatar elite soldiers single-handedly, the people who led a dozen people who fought for days and nights against the soldiers of the Tatars and killed hundreds of Tatar soldiers, and the people who walked around the ghost gate countless times and came back.

Stabbed to death by Zhang Qianyuan?

Who to fool?

Theoretically, this is true, but no one can say where the reality will go. So no one can completely deny the possibility that "King Yu is dead".

Wembogao has been sighing for a long time.

He was one of the first to hear from him. Whether the Wen family relied on the emperor or the king of Yu, they were able to gain a foothold. Wembogao was only worried about his poor little granddaughter.

The palace was controlled by Hu Qingyun, what if his granddaughter fell into the hands of Hu Qingyun?

Wen Bogao sent a lot of people to the palace to inquire about the news, but Hu Qingyun's people were strictly guarded and did not reveal any news.

But Wen Bogao was in a hurry.

When Zhao Yan sent people back, Wen Bogao hadn't slept yet, and he was lying on the bed with his wife discussing his granddaughter's affairs worriedly.

If King Yu hadn't died, he would have to help his granddaughter get people back.

If he really dies, he will find a good family for his granddaughter in two years. The granddaughter is too young to be a widow for the rest of her life.

In this matter, it is rare for the two elders to hit it off.

The second elder was talking, when suddenly the voice of the subordinate floated in, "Master, madam, Your Majesty has sent the third young lady back, and now she is heading towards the third young lady's house." ”

“……”

Wen Bogao and his wife looked at each other and were speechless for a long time.

No, what's going on? Can anyone explain it to him.

Wen Bogao got out of bed, opened the door and asked, "How is the third sister, is she injured?" ”

"Back to the master, no."

"Did you come back crying?"

"Not either."

Wen Bogao choked, he didn't know what to ask, or the lady in the house shouted: "You look at the appearance of the third sister, does it look like she was bullied?" Did you let us pass? ”

"No, Miss, she's fine, and said don't let us quarrel with you and the master, she will come over early tomorrow morning to say goodbye."

Wen Bogao and the second lady fell silent at the same time.

After a while, Wen Bogao closed the door, "Forget it, sleep." ”

Sigh helplessly.

*

The two got off the carriage one after another, and Yixuan turned around and waved his hand at Zhao Yan.

Good bye.

Under the clear moonlight, the girl's expressionless face was also dyed a little soft jade.

Zhao Yan took a step forward and lowered his voice: "Reluctant to me?" ”

“……”

Where did you see that I was reluctant?

Without waiting for her to answer, Zhao Yan was already smiling: "I'll send you in." ”

The strings in Yixuan's mind tightened, and she quickly refused: "It's too late, Your Majesty will go back to the palace early, this is my house, I'll just go in by myself." ”

In order not to make Zhao Yan angry, she specially refused very tactfully.

When facing Zhao Yan, she had to pay attention to her expression and tone all the time, for fear that she would anger this madman.

She's so tired.

Zhao Yan's eyes lit up, "Are you caring about me?" ”

"......" No, no, you think too much.

"Let's go, I don't feel at ease if I don't see you enter the house with my own eyes."

*

Zhao Yan saw Yixuan's boudoir for the first time.

It's not big, but it's clean, nothing superfluous. There are stacks of books on the Bogu shelf, one by one.

He walked around the room, curling his lips with interest and looking at him unscrupulously.

Yi Xuan was particularly annoying to him.

Annoying, but I can't say it, I can only wait patiently for him to go.

Zhao Yan's gaze touched the several series of books on the Bogu shelf, and his gaze gradually became strange from the initial interest.

Yi Xuan also noticed that he had been staring at the book, and his face was wrong. She didn't come back to her senses at first, but when she came to her senses, her face turned pale.

Zhao Yan's fingers were slender, and he slowly slid over the books, "These are all you reading?" ”

He turned sideways, his phoenix eyes sharp, and he stared at her expressionlessly.

Yixuan's palms were full of sweat.

How could she explain it, she read books, and Wen Zhiluo read exactly the same.

Generally, there will only be four books and four books for women in the beautiful room, such as the "Book of Songs", and at most some ancient poems, which are already very remarkable, but her bookshelves are all dark books like "Luo Weaving Sutra".

Wen Zhiluo is a pacification envoy, it is understandable to look at these, why did she watch them?

Zhao Yan approached her step by step, his eyes were cold and cold, and his violent aura kept pouring out.

Yixuan was flustered.

She must not reveal her identity at this time, once exposed, Zhao Yan will become even more crazy. If Zhao Zhen were still alive, Zhao Zhen's situation would also become more dangerous.

There must be a reasonable explanation, let her think about it.

Think about it.

Zhao Yan raised his hand, pinched her chin with his fingers, narrowed his eyes slightly, and lowered his head very closely: "Say, these are the books you read?" ”

His breath was strange and cold. Yi Xuan tried her best to stay away from him, using all her mind to stay calm.

Don't panic, if you panic, you will reveal flaws.

Fortunately, Yixuan has experienced a lot in her previous life, and her literacy in the face of danger has been cultivated well.

She glanced at the book on the shelf, "ahhhh ”

Zhao Yan frowned.

"I saw these books on my aunt's bookshelf and asked someone to buy them. But I flipped through a few books and found it boring, so I didn't continue to read them, and just left them there to accumulate dust. ”

Her tone was very calm, and she explained simply, and by the way, she also denied Wen Zhiluo's taste.

Look, I don't have anything to do with Wen Zhiluo.

Zhao Yan looked at her silently for a while, let go of his hand, and smiled.

He himself thought that the idea he had just made was ridiculous.

Yixuan is Yixuan, and Zhiluo is Zhiluo.

Two people with clear boundaries.

He's really, thinking too much.

"These books are really not for you to read, so you might as well throw them away." Zhao Yan understated.

Zhiluo has learned too much from elementary school and knows too much, so that she lives too wildly, and she doesn't even have the mind to marry a normal girl.

He hopes that Yixuan will live a simple and well-behaved life, and he doesn't need to understand anything.

He is the only one in the world.

From body to soul, it belongs to him completely.

Yixuan didn't know Zhao Yan's thoughts, but she felt relieved after a while, and readily agreed: "Okay, I'll throw it away." ”

"Really obedient." Zhao Yan nodded with satisfaction.

Yixuan took two steps back, made a "please" gesture, and said bluntly: "Your Majesty, you should go back." ”

Zhao Yan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled helplessly.

He didn't want to go yet.

He wanted to stay by her side, watch her sleep, and hold her by her side.

He thought about this kind of thing for countless days and nights.

When he was entangled with other women, he thought of her, and imagined that the woman who was tactfully favored under him was her.

But he also knew that this kind of thing could not be rushed.

He is a patient catcher who does not rush too quickly and scares away his prey.

He smiled and said softly: "I'm leaving, you have a good rest." ”

"Hmm."

Zhao Yan gave her a last nostalgic look before leaving.

Yixuan closed the door.

The whole person was suddenly scattered, his eyes were empty, and he collapsed on the bed with an expressionless face.

Her face froze.

Because she had to hold her expression tight, she couldn't show her disgust and disdain for Zhao Yan, and the muscles in her face were faintly sore.

She really couldn't figure out why Zhao Yan suddenly became such a terrible person.

However, she didn't have the extra energy to think about Zhao Yan, what she had to concentrate on thinking about now was Zhao Zhen's life and death.

*

Yixuan didn't sleep, changed her clothes, and quietly went to the fourth room of the Wen family.

She has something to ask Wen Changbai.

The back door of the fourth room is relatively hidden, and it is relatively close to Wen Changbai's courtyard, so it will not alarm Wen Boyuan and Zhou's family.

Yixuan walked through the back door.

The little maid told her that Wen Changbai had fallen asleep.

If it was in the past, Yixuan would never bear to disturb her brother. But now, for the sake of Zhao Zhen, she can't take care of anything.

Moreover, she is actually quite warm in her heart.

Wen Changbai is Zhao Yan's confidant, if Zhao Yan makes any moves, Wen Changbai must know.

Why didn't he tell her?

Why can she be indifferent and watch Zhao Yan do something to her husband?

Wen Changbai opened the door and saw the girl standing outside with red eyes, with a stubborn expression, her clothes were indigo silk and satin, faintly glowing in the moonlight, blending into the night, and it was not abrupt.

She slipped out quietly to avoid people's eyes and ears.

Zhao Yan lowered his eyes, looked at her calmly for a while, stretched out his hand, and wiped a tear from the corner of her eye.

"Come in."

He knew what she was here for.

Yixuan didn't say a word, and came in and sat down.

Wen Changbai lit the candle.

"Brother," Yixuan called out to him.

"Yes."

The room was quiet.

Yi Xuan was very afraid of that answer, she still had hope, but if her brother also told her that the prince was dead, she would not even have the last bit of hope.

She was pale, biting her lip tightly, but she couldn't ask the words when they came to her mouth.

The flames of the candles burst out, and the dim light filled the room. Wen Changbai put down the fire fold, turned around, and looked at the girl quietly.

"I don't know, he's alive or dead." Wen Changbai said.

Yi Xuan's eyes widened suddenly, and she subconsciously asked, "How could you not know?" ”

You are Zhao Yan's most trusted courtier.

Wen Changbai walked over and rubbed his sister's head, and his tone was flat: "Your Majesty has more cities than you and I imagined." He never relied on me, and I existed only to blind the eyes of the world. Everyone thinks that I am His Majesty's right-hand man, and without me, His Majesty will not be able to accomplish anything. ”

Yi Xuan listened in a daze.

"I'm just helping His Majesty solve some of the most basic troubles."

Yixuan couldn't help but ask: "So you don't know, Your Majesty is going to do something to the prince?" ”

"Yes." He paused and said, "If I knew, I would have told you." ”

Yi Xuan's eyes dimmed, and his brother didn't know Zhao Yan's plan, and Zhao Zhen's life and death became unknowable again.

"However," Wen Changbai said, "Since the prince was stabbed in the prison where Zhang Qianyuan was held, there should be some evidence left at the scene, and I can help you check it." ”