Chapter 114: Hairpin Assassination

It's stormy outside the car, and even if you have an umbrella, your shoes will get soaked.

Just as Jiang Cailing was about to step out of the carriage, Su Qingcheng stretched out his long arm to pull her back into the chair, and said, "You wait here, I'll buy it for you." ”

After speaking, he propped up the oil-paper umbrella and bought two strings of sugar gourds at a fast speed.

Looking at the sugar gourd handed over by Su Qingcheng, Jiang Cailing looked Su Qingcheng up and down in surprise, as if she wondered if the person in front of her was someone else pretending.

"Love to eat or not." After Su Qingcheng stuffed a string of sugar gourds into Jiang Cailing's hand, he turned his head.

Such an angry personality suits him! Jiang Cailing took a bite of the sugar gourd with confidence, the sweet and sour taste exploded in the taste buds, Jiang Cailing sighed with a smile, "It's delicious." ”

Su Qingcheng also took a bite of hawthorn, his face immediately changed, he spit out the hawthorn in his mouth, and looked at Jiang Cailing with a questioning look, as if to say: You actually said that such an unpalatable hawthorn is delicious?

Maybe it's really easy for people to let go of their guard and come up with the idea of confiding in the cloudy atmosphere, Jiang Cailing raised her lips and smiled, as if she fell into a memory, and said leisurely: "When I was a child, I wanted to eat sugar gourds, and every time I saw someone holding a rock sugar gourd, I would drool, and I felt that if I could eat sugar gourds, it would be the happiest thing in the world...... So I can't tell if the sugar gourd is sour or sweet, but the first sugar gourd I ate should be sweet, and the person I ate with was quite happy. ”

Thinking of that little master, Jiang Cailing's lips raised a slight arc.

Looking at Jiang Cailing's expression when she spoke, Su Qingcheng couldn't help but think of Luoyang City with the first snow eleven years ago, and that girl also described a sour and astringent sugar gourd as extremely delicious. The smile in my memory gradually coincided with the smile of the woman in front of me, and it was not the same.

Su Qingcheng was frightened by his own thoughts, and hurriedly shook his brain in an attempt to linger this ridiculous idea. The little girl eleven years ago was obviously Nianyu, how could it be Jiang Cailing, and she was only six or seven years old back then.

Su Qingcheng's amber eyes suddenly sank, he raised his eyes to look at Jiang Cailing with a suspicious look, and asked solemnly, "As the only daughter of Mr. He Zhong, the first literati of the Great Zhou, how could you think that eating sugar gourds was the happiest thing in the world when you were a child?" ”

Hearing this, Jiang Cailing sighed in her heart, she was reluctant to talk about the past just now, but she forgot that Su Qingcheng didn't know her true identity, and thought of a countermeasure in her mind, and her face was silent, "My mother never let me eat sweets, but I am a sweet-loving person, since I was a child, I have heard the nurse say that the sugar gourd is sweet and sour, and I naturally feel very happy to eat it." ”

Su Qingcheng didn't find any dodging on Jiang Cailing's face, so he just thought he was suspicious, in order to hide his distrust of her just now, Su Qingcheng followed Jiang Cailing's words and continued, "Then when did you first eat sugar gourd?" ”

Jiang Cailing's eyes showed a defensive look, and she only said, "I forgot." ”

Half a month has passed, since the rainstorm the weather has gradually cooled, the maple leaves have bloomed one tree after another, although this is not the time when the maple leaves are at their peak, but it is already very beautiful.

During this time, Jiang Cailing had a fairly comfortable life in the Ten Princes' Mansion, because Du Nianyu was sick, so the greeting every morning was saved, and Su Qingcheng also had a legitimate name, and she could be by her sweetheart all the time.

Du Nianyu is not pretending to be sick, even a strong man who soaks in the cold pool for three days and three nights will do the root of the disease, let alone an already weak woman. The medical Tao pays attention to looking, hearing and asking, and since the first time Jiang Cailing saw her, he saw that she was riddled with old diseases.

Jiang Cailing sometimes thinks that in fact, at the beginning, Emperor Zhaohong originally wanted to cultivate the confidant Linglong, which is now Du Nianyu, but I don't know what the reason is, later Emperor Zhaohong gave up Du Nianyu and began to cultivate her.

"Ten Imperial Princesses, we have arrived." Rouge said respectfully outside the sedan chair.

Today is the banquet held by General Wu Fan for Wu Xiaoyao, and the banquet was held by celebrities and distinguished guests, knowing that the juniors do not like to stick to the traditional banquet, so the banquet address was set at the foot of Mozi Mountain on the outskirts of Nan'an.

Mozi Mountain is indeed a good place, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the spring water flowing in the mountain stream is tinkling, and the ten-mile maple leaves along the way are as drunk and red as if they have drunk the aged wine, this situation and this scene can't help but remind Jiang Cailing of the time she spent on Mingjing Mountain with Gu Jiming last year.

"Ai Fei be careful." A big white hand with distinct fingerbones appeared under Jiang Cailing's eyes, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Su Qingcheng, who was dressed in a red brocade robe, with her eyebrows affectionately ready to help her get out of the carriage.

In front of people, Su Qingcheng has always looked like this lazy and demonic to hide that he is an angry person.

No one's acting skills are worse than the others, Jiang Cailing noticed that someone had already noticed them, and looked at Su Qingcheng with affection, put his hand on the big hand, and chuckled lightly with red lips, "Thank you, husband." ”

"Tenth brother!" A warm voice sounded, and I saw Luan Wenzhi's silver crown and hair, and he was lined with bamboo white clothes, which made him rich and handsome, and everywhere he went, he provoked many women in the boudoir.

"Prince!" Su Qingcheng and Jiang Cailing are both well-reasoned and thoughtful, and others can't find anything wrong.

The men's chat Jiang Cailing had no intention of participating, and saw a lady smiling at her not far away, so Shi Shiran walked over, this person was the daughter-in-law of the imperial prince, Zhao.

Not long ago, Jiang Cailing studied this person when she returned the gift, unlike the average lady who loves gold and silver jewelry, Zhao is a lover of treasures, so Jiang Cailing gave her a unique copy of a famous family in the house as a return gift, judging from today's reaction, Zhao should be quite satisfied.

Zhao Shi pulled Jiang Cailing enthusiastically and said with a smile, "Duke Yan's lonely ten imperial concubines can actually give away their love, which really makes the courtiers surprised and happy." ”

Jiang Cailing smiled faintly, "Concubine Ben has just returned to Chu State, and there is no good person, but I often hear that Madame, you are a person with noble interests, and it is rare for Madame to like it." ”

Zhao's Changjiang Cailing is five years old, which is a similar age, and after hearing the first half of what Jiang Cailing said, he said with a smile, "If the ten imperial concubines are bored on weekdays, you can come to the courtier's house to see the courtier's collection of things, although it is not valuable, but each treasure has a story behind them, and the courtiers can slowly tell you." ”

"Really?" Jiang Cailing really didn't guess wrong, a woman like Zhao who was born in a scholarly family with her parents' love and no concubines is generally very simple, especially her husband is still the concubine of the imperial concubine, if she is good friends with her, she will naturally knock on the side and hear about the snow dragon ginseng.

Thinking of this, Jiang Cailing affectionately took Zhao's hand, "I don't have any friends in Chu State, and my wife can be regarded as the first person to make friends with me!" ”

Hearing Jiang Cailing use the word "I" instead of "this concubine", Zhao also felt in his heart that this legendary domineering and willful Yunyang County Lord was actually a person with a good personality, and the smile on his face was a little more real, and he took Jiang Cailing to get acquainted with other ladies.

Among these ladies, Jiang Cailing has returned the gift to anyone who has given gifts at her wedding banquet, so the ladies are also full of good feelings towards her, and they talk very happily, Jiang Cailing also heard some new discoveries that are not in the information, and secretly remember them in their hearts.

All the guests were present, and the salute said, "The time has come, and the time has come!" ”

I saw that the little guy removed the screen of the magpie Dengmei, revealing the platform in the northwest, there was a table on the table, the table was covered with bamboo mats on three sides, a glass of liquor on the table, a bronze beast incense burner, and the female pianist located under the stage played "Alpine Flowing Water", with the rustling of the leaves blown by the wind and the clear dingdong sound of the mountain spring flowing into the stone, it was extraordinarily quiet and elegant.

Behind the screen, Wu Xiaoyao walked to the back of the table with light steps, and knelt on the mat. A lotus pink pleated skirt lined the girl's posture particularly beautifully, with a smile and a smile with the girl's unique innocence, which provoked the young people who were strong and bloody to appreciate Wu Xiaoyao's beauty at this time.

At this time, the general's wife walked out elegantly, followed by eight maids, each holding a red box in their hands, looking extremely imposing.

Although Jiang Cailing didn't like the Wu family, she had to admit that this gift was the most exquisite she had ever seen. Just when Jiang Cailing was watching with relish, she suddenly felt that her cuffs moved, and when she raised her hand, she saw that there was a golden hairpin on the cuffs, and there was a note strung on it.

"Jiang Cailing, see you in the bamboo forest of the seven sages."

Although Jiang Cailing was not shocked on her face, she had already turned over the river and the sea in her heart.

The handwriting on this note has obviously been processed with the utmost effect, and it is impossible to analyze whose handwriting it is. And here, who would know that she is the Empress Dowager of Great Zhou who died a year ago?

No, there is no evidence from anyone...... Even she herself has no evidence, is the person who wrote this note trying to deceive her or has some other purpose?

At this time, there must be something strange, if it is not done, this guess will definitely be confirmed.

Keeping her composure in her heart, Jiang Cailing pretended to look around in confusion, and then as if she had just seen a hole in the cuff that had been punctured, she tore the note to shreds, anger appeared on her face, and she roared angrily: "Which slut is impatient to live and dare to pierce the concubine's clothes with a hairpin?" ”

The ceremony on the stage was interrupted, and everyone looked at Jiang Cailing.

"Ten Imperial Princesses, what are you doing here!" Wu Fan got up and spoke with a displeased expression.

"What do I do?" Jiang Cailing raised her sleeves, "I'm going to ask General Xiaoyong what you're doing!" The concubine was almost assassinated by the gangsters just now, if it weren't for the quick reaction, this hairpin who came out of nowhere would not only pierce the concubine's clothes but also kill the concubine! ”

"What?" Su Qingcheng reacted quickly, and immediately stepped forward to speak eagerly, "Yunyang, are you injured?" ”

Jiang Cailing waved her hand, still looking frightened.

Wu Fan looked at Jiang Cailing suspiciously, "Are the Ten Imperial Concubines sure that someone shot the hairpin in your sleeve?" ”

Jiang Cailing's face turned cold, and her voice was full of anger and grievance, "What do you mean by this?" Could it be that the concubine herself deliberately pierced and framed others! ”