The woman with her eyebrows lightly opened her lips, and her eyes were longing: "His Royal Highness King Yu." ”

She bent down and saluted, her cloud-embroidered skirt fell to the ground, and the agate tassel on her head trembled slightly.

"I'm going to be able to see you." The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and every word was full of resentment.

The person in front of her was Xie Hengyan, the third prince of the dynasty, who was named King Yu three years ago.

Since then, the mountains are high and the road is far away, and I have only been able to return to Beijing several times a year.

This person is long and jade, like a clear breeze and a bright moon.

"Jinping." He called softly, his voice mellow.

The beauty's eyes are full of waves, and she wants to talk.

"I've wronged you, alas." King Yu sighed, took her into his arms, and stroked her green silk like a waterfall.

The corners of Jinping's eyes were red, as if she had been smeared with the most beautiful rouge, and she whispered: "Doing things for His Royal Highness, how can Jinping have grievances." ”

She is the eyes and ears of King Yu, who is thousands of miles away, watching every move in the capital for him.

She is the top brand of the red sleeve move, the swallow is crying, smiling lightly, and the color and art are unique, which attracts the sons and daughters of the capital to spend a lot of money.

During the Shangyuan Festival, His Royal Highness King Yu did not stay in the mansion to hold a banquet, but came to Flower Street and Willow Lane to have fun, and it was a ridiculous thing to spread out.

"When all the dust settles, this king will wait for you to return to Lingnan."

This is Xie Hengya's promise, but it will be a year and a month to wait.

After all, a big drama has just begun.

After Jiang Yunyu returned to the inn, she was confused and tossed and turned.

She couldn't help but think of Lan Qian's anger or laughter in the past, and her heart ached.

And past lives.

When they first entered the palace, although they were guided by their mothers, they were "wild girls from the countryside" after all, and they only knew a little about the complicated etiquette system in the palace, and they suffered a lot in this regard at the beginning.

The three of them carefully managed to get through the most difficult days, but no one expected that there were more sinister methods waiting for them behind.

"It's all made by slaves and maids, and it has nothing to do with our nobles, Niangniang, you know it." Lan Qian knelt on the ground, crying blood, it was not her fault, she took the first step on herself.

His mind was full of the pale face of the previous life, and his eyes were empty and blank, just looking straight ahead. She was really scared, and she finally had to start all over again, but did she have to go through the pain of life and death in advance?

It's a bit too cruel.

Lan Qian, such a clever and lovely little girl, why did she suffer such a hardship?

She was so frightened by her imagination that she broke out in a cold sweat!

Those bizarre pictures refused to let her go......

Wisps of headache haunted her, and she curled up on the bed with her face covered.

Anyway, she couldn't sleep, Jiang Yunyu simply put on her clothes and got out of bed, her movements were cautious, and she didn't alarm Dai Nong next door, she went over and lit the wick herself.

A dim light peeked through the glass cover, and her hair was covered with broken gold.

Jiang Yunyu held an openwork brass hand stove, slowly sat down in front of the desk, spread out a piece of paper and began to write a letter.

At this time, she desperately needed someone to talk to, but since that person was not around, she had to write a letter to express her heart.

Brother Xie:

She gave a routine greeting and then went straight to the point.

"I originally wanted to go to Luojing after the Lantern Festival, but the heavens did not fulfill people's wishes, and there were always more accidents, as if I deliberately didn't let you see me."

"My maid, the one named Lan Qian, disappeared on the street."

"I will continue to look here for a few days, maybe when the time comes, I will need Brother Xie to help, I hope you don't bother me."

Asking Xie Qinglin for help can be said to be the best choice.

But to speak like this.

Xie Qinglin thought that she didn't know anything, and it wouldn't be unreasonable to rashly make a move.

If he still pretends to be an ordinary petty official, how can he explain his power to respond to every call?

"Maybe it's not a big deal, I know that there are still many things in the world that are not peaceful, but a few of us women who are alone have never had a bad relationship with others, so it must not be like seeking revenge again."

Jiang Yunyu stopped her pen and stared at the jumping flames, the night was cold, and she put her hand on the fire to keep warm.

"If it's really a plan with ulterior motives, it should be for me."

She didn't want to watch the people around her endure it for her anymore.

When she had finished writing, she hastily folded the letter, looked at the fire in the charcoal basin, and took a shovel and flicked the charcoal to make it burn more brightly.

In the second half of the night, the people who came out to play returned to their homes one after another, and the streets became empty again.

Only a few pedestrians remained.

The people sent out by Song Xingqiao also returned empty-handed, and looked at each other after going back.

Song Xingqiao's evil fire "rubbed" ignited, as if he was not happy if he didn't find something to vent, he walked around the room a few times anxiously, and the people looked at him in horror, and they didn't dare to come out.

He kicked over the black-lacquered armchair with a loud "clang".

The swaggering little guy from before stammered, "Less...... Young master, if you don't do your job well, you deserve to die......"

Song Xingqiao was still puzzled, and slapped his hands on the table: "Waste things, you can't do anything!" ”

A room full of people held their breath and didn't dare to reply.

Song Xingqiao looks elegant and easy-going, as if everyone can be bullied, but after all, he was pampered by the prime minister's family, and he has never suffered any grievances, and it is quite terrifying to really start a fire.

This night, his heart experienced unprecedented ups and downs, several twists and turns.

When he was angry at his subordinates, why wasn't he angry with himself?

This was the first time he realized that he was powerless, even if his father was the prime minister, what was the use?

He didn't even know what he could do about it.

He can't make a plan, he can't make the gangsters arrested, and he can even sit here anxiously and wait for a result.

He is just a son-in-law who has achieved nothing, relying on his father's reputation to play the world.

If he keeps doing this, he will never be able to help anyone, let alone protect anyone.

Jiang Yunyu was already lying on the bed at this time, sinking into endless dreams, and she didn't know at this time, because of her unintentional actions, how many people's life trajectories were affected......

In the spring of the twenty-fourth year of the founding of the Yuan Dynasty, a major event occurred in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Song Xingqiao, a famous gentleman in the capital, actually wants to enter the court as an official!

Den.

Song Xiang has elegant taste, elegant style, and the furnishings in the house are all according to his preferences, elegant and unconventional.

Song Xingqiao sat opposite his father, with only a small waist in the middle, he looked at Song Xiang straight, and did not do any foreshadowing, and his tone was undoubted: "Dad, I want to join the office." ”

He wasn't reckless, but this time he couldn't wait.

"What did you say?" Song Zhijie had no warning of his sudden thoughts, his eyes widened, and he looked at his youngest son with one hand in disbelief.

Song Xingqiao was a little apprehensive, but he was still determined to overcome the uneasiness, and he looked at Song Zhijie without flinching.

After a while, he calmed down and calmed down, wondering why his son suddenly wanted to do something serious, could it be ...... What is the stimulus?

Song Zhijie stroked his beard and said slowly: "Xingqiao, you have to think about it." ”

He is over half a hundred years old, his eyes are still clear, and he still looks like a young man in the prime of life.

While this was unexpected, it wasn't the worst.

Song Xingqiao was a little uncomfortable, he turned his head away: "Father...... I...... I figured it out. ”

"Alas...... You're older too......" Song Zhijie didn't say more, he understood that his son had made up his mind, and no one could pull it back.

He had to wave his hand: "You go back first, think about your father for you...... It's also good that you have the heart to do something. ”

Song Xingqiao Nuonuo retired, he thought that his father would be very happy to hear his idea, why did he react like this?

He couldn't figure it out, so he simply put it in the back of his mind, and his father wouldn't harm him after all.

Jade Leak returned to the inn in the early hours of the morning, and before dawn and the door had not yet opened, she jumped over the wall and climbed in.

Jiang Yunyu slept lightly, such a little movement was enough to wake her up, she hastily put on her clothes and got out of bed and opened the door, and sure enough, there was a dusty jade leak standing outside the door.

She had been running all night, with a noticeable pale cyan under her eyes, but she was still in good spirits.

Jade leaked off her robe and entered the house with her.

Jiang Yunyu knew that if she didn't take the initiative to speak, it meant that there was still no result, she didn't know what to say, she was thinking about how to speak, and suddenly heard a "plop" sound behind her, and she had guessed what was going on behind her.

Turning her head, she saw Yu Leak kneeling straight on the ground, she lowered her head and bit her lip, and the corners of her eyes were red.

The corners of her mouth twitched, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Jiang Yunyu squatted in front of her, held her shoulder, and said softly, "Sister Yuchuan, it's not your fault. ”

Xie Qinglin's order to Yu Leak back then was to protect Jiang Yunyu, and he did not include Dai Nong Lan Qian.

But when this kind of thing happened under her nose, she still couldn't escape the blame.

What's more, after two years of getting along, even if she has a temperament like ice and snow, she has long since turned into spring water. She had long regarded them as her own in her heart.

Reason and moral guilt weighed her down.

She refuses to forgive herself, this is obviously her poor protection, so why find a reason to excuse herself!

She longed to die to apologize!

Jiang Yunyu knew that she was probably very guilty, although she felt uncomfortable pain in her heart, she also understood that Yu Leak was not at fault, she probably knew that Jade Leak was assigned by Xie Qinglin to protect herself, and it was crowded at that time, and it was natural that she couldn't see it for a while.

"Thank you." Jiang Yunyu said.

Thank you for everything she has done in the past two years, and thank you for being so concerned about Lan Qian's affairs.

"I know that when you first came, you didn't even obey me, you should be thinking, what kind of identity I am, worthy of your constant protection. You say, am I right? ”