Chapter Twenty-Eight: Retreat as Advance

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"If there is a way to fight against the prince, my sister will fully support it." Yu Wenyi looked around vigilantly, except for the rain that covered the sky like a light veil mist, no one else lowered his voice and said, "It's just that before there is a good plan today, my brother can also hold off for a while, and he will rein in his edge and endure it, even if it is to show favor to the prince and be willing to surrender, first, he can paralyze the prince and let him let down his guard, and secondly, it is better to leave a way back for himself first, in case there is really that day, there are still many neutral ministers in the court, and when the time comes, you can also speak for your brother, at least protect the prince's position!" ”

"I know that! It's because I think of these that I feel bored, and I can't help it when I see the two of them in the morning! King Yi became more and more annoyed, and his breath became heavier and heavier.

"The prince supreme left in front of you is the most important, and you are not afraid of no firewood to stay in the green mountains. It's easy to break the kettle, but my brother should also think about it for the princess and Nansheng! Nan Sheng is only two years old, can you bear to let them join you...... When the time comes, even the mother concubine will not be able to protect it! Yu Wenyi persuaded bitterly, "You forgot how Su Boyi's family died ten years ago!" The prince will not be soft. ”

Speaking of the child, King Yi's eyes softened, and he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "After fighting for so long, I really have to stop here!" ”

"I persuaded the second brother like this, not all to ask the second brother to give up, but I just want to remind the second brother to let go of some when he should restrain and endure humiliation, and the key is to lie dormant and look for opportunities to win with one blow." The red lips that were as red as blood evoked a soul-stirring smile, and what was supposed to be a gentle woman in the harem was all a trade-off for the cold party battle.

"What's more, things are not as bad as the second brother thought! My father's illness has been concealed and not reported, but among the close palace maids who are serving, there is one of my former confidants, and I heard her say that her father's illness has improved! ”

King Yi smiled, and the gloom on his face instantly swept away: "Is that really the case?" ”

Yu Wenyi pursed her lips and smiled lightly, and nodded solemnly.

"In that case, then I still have a chance!"

"There is a chance, but the second brother must remember what his sister said just now, and don't worry too much about the prince's favorite ministers in the future! It's useless, not to mention, and it's a bit of a mouthful! If the crown prince falls one day, these people will not fall to the second brother! ”

King Yi looked up to the sky and smiled, as if those cold autumn rains were no longer becoming so cold, "Only you will say these words to the second brother!" Don't worry, the second brother will listen to you! In this palace, you and I, brother and sister, can still rely on each other. ”

"Then naturally, our mother's compatriots are both prosperous and lossy, who will my sister help you if she doesn't help? After leaving the palace for a while, I won't go back to the princess's mansion first, and go to the second brother's mansion to see Nansheng! ”

Yu Wenyi's face was full of smiles, but there was a flash of ruthlessness in his eyes when he looked at the side. The two talked and laughed all the way, each talking about their own family affairs, although they were ordered to enter the palace to serve the sick, but what they said had nothing to do with the emperor's illness.

The cold autumn wind swept the increasingly heavy autumn rain and wantonly slapped against the cold walls of the palace city, as if this dark and magnificent imperial city revealed a faint cold, and this kind of cold came out of people's hearts and came from the depths of desire.

The red lights and red satin of the wedding ceremony of the Nangong Mansion poured down in the luxurious courtyard and pavilion like flowing clouds, but this stiff celebration did not soak anyone in the Hou Mansion.

Many people are silent about the wedding ceremony without a wedding banquet, but the doubts are clearly written on everyone's face, just like the increasingly cold and always cold people's eyebrows are twists and turns, and they can't be stopped.

With the cold winter breath brought by late autumn, the lush branches and leaves sigh for their passing time in the cold dew of day and night, and finally turn into decaying dead leaves and fall one after another, turning into ashes in the crushing of several times, and disappearing with the rising autumn wind.

Qianqian has not changed a little since she got married, she still maintains her previous life, reading books when she should read, working as a female worker when she should be a female worker, painting when she is interested, and has not changed because of the so-called husband in the family.

When she really didn't have the heart to do anything, she maintained a posture in the pavilion and looked into the distance, and the autumn frost all over the city was covered one by one, and the increasingly strong autumn mood became eternal sadness in her eyes, engraved in her heart.

And a little change in her heart is that she no longer has to fight with her father endlessly because of her own family affairs, and the person who snatched her hydrangea is also as she expected, obediently abiding by her pre-agreement.

Even when I slept at night, although it was the same room, I kept sleeping on the floor, and after a few nights of observation, I slept smoothly, and I really didn't think about it, and I gradually put my mind at ease.

Sometimes when he has nothing to do, she also allows him to follow him, keeping a proper distance, just like bringing an entourage, after all, the appearance of a fake marriage still has to be done.

He never said much when he followed her, but only quietly accompanied her, and occasionally he answered a sentence or two when he needed to speak.

Qianqian breathed a long sigh of relief, and lived the rest of her life like this in the future.

After Mu Eryi changed his name to Zhuo Jinyu, he was not used to it at first, but later after Qianqian's many calls, he slowly got used to it, and the poverty seemed to be far away from him.

A suit of custom-made costumes followed, and he deliberately converged his previous familiarity with these magnificent things, just right to show his haste and helplessness, causing the maids who followed him to pout again and again.

Even Rue Xiang couldn't help sighing: "I was born with a good skin, and I am also docile to Miss, but this poor and sour breath is really staining the lintel of Nangong Hou!" ”

Zhuo Jinyu didn't say much, "hehe", smiled, scratched her head, turned around and followed Zhuo Qianqian.

Needless to say, Zhuo Yinfeng has never smiled on his face since his daughter's hydrangea was brought back by Zhuo Jinyu, and his face was like a darker and heavier sky at dusk at any time.

But it seems that this poor and sour boy has been staying in the Hou Mansion with his daughter all day long, and he treats the people below with a kind atmosphere, and he can't see anything for the time being.

Thinking that after entering the Hou Mansion, he had changed his previous bad habit of gambling, so he didn't say much, thinking that he would be watching for a while, and it would be good to ask a teacher to let him study, and he would have some talents, so he could earn a fame, and the prince's wish was fulfilled, and he also saved some of his own face.

But Zhuo Yinfeng also always remembered the insult that King Yi gave him that morning, and the more he thought about it, the more complicated it became when he looked at Zhuo Jinyu's eyes.

Everyone suppressed their discomfort in their hearts, just like the non-stop undercurrent suppressed under the calm sea, and when the undercurrent swelled bigger and bigger, the sea would rise and swallow people.