Wang Fuling thought about it, so she could only ask Ah Huan to help ventilate the news.

Since she is already clear about that girl's thoughts, she must be looking forward to seeing Shiqian, and she will also think about Shiqian, so she will naturally be much more cautious and cautious in doing things.

The next day, Wang Fuling asked Ah Huan to go to the General's Mansion to deliver the letter, and Ah Huan picked Chu Yuan to go to the market to buy things and go out at the same time, and ran to deliver the letter while Chu Yuan was not paying attention.

She was a cautious girl, and she handed the letter to the doorman of the General's Mansion and left.

Wang Fuling was very anxious in the house, first, anxious about whether Ah Huan would be arrested, and second, whether Shen Shiqian would act immediately when he learned the content of the letter.

was so anxious, Ah Huan also came back and told Wang Fuling that she had delivered the things.

Wang Fuling just nodded in response, with a calm face so that Ah Huan didn't understand what she meant.

"Girl, do you want to send that letter, or do you not want to? The way you look always makes the slave think that he has done something wrong. ”

Wang Fuling shook her head and reluctantly smiled at Ah Huan: "No, you go down first." ”

Ah Huan respectfully bowed and retreated, leaving Wang Fuling alone in the room.

Shen Shiqian's doorman hurriedly handed over the letter to him after receiving it, and when Wang Fuling was melancholy, he had already learned the contents of the letter.

Seeing these things, Shen Shiqian was very happy, not only did he catch Xuanye's shortcomings, but he was even happier that Wang Fuling proved that she was on his side with her actions.

He was overjoyed and destroyed the letter, and hurriedly dressed and entered the palace to face the saint.

Shen Shiqian has always regarded Xuanye as a stumbling block in his future, and he can't wait to clean him up immediately, so naturally he won't delay and make things changeable.

Emperor Qingyuan was still resting in the side hall, and the inner supervisor passed that Shen Shiqian asked to see him, so he asked the inner supervisor to let him in.

After Shen Shiqian entered the palace, he hurriedly kowtowed to Emperor Qingyuan.

Emperor Qingyuan lazily supported his head with his hands, half lying on the couch: "What does Aiqing have to do?" ”

He didn't ask Shen Shiqian to be flat, so Shen Shiqian kept knocking his head on the ground: "Back to the king, there are bad things in the imperial city, and the minister has come to inform ......him for the sake of the king's safety."

At noon that day, the servants in the Han Mansion heard rumors outside, saying that Emperor Qingyuan had sent dozens of inner court guards to escort Xuanye into the palace.

The news came and went, and it reached Wang Fuling's ears, Wang Fuling was talking in Qu Niangzi's room, and when she got the news, she became a wooden man.

Qu Niangzi saw that she was abnormal and asked the reason: "I see that the girl seems to have something on her mind, so you might as well say it and let the concubine help think of ideas." ”

Wang Fuling came back to her senses and politely declined: "I can't help others with this matter, and it will make you more troubled if I say it, so it's better not to say it." ”

Qu Niangzi knew that Wang Fuling hadn't completely let down her guard against her, so she didn't ask any more.

The absent-minded Wang Fuling didn't say a word to Qu Niangzi, and went back soon.

She has been asking Ah Huan to explore the news all day long, as long as it is related to Xuanye, she has come and gone, but the Han family is also strange today, Xuanye was arrested for such a big thing, the Grand Duke and Han Dalang and Erlang just don't mention it.

In this way, Wang Fuling has no source, and it is not good for her to enter the palace to see Zhao Ayu at this time. Shen Shiqian was busy running errands over there, so naturally he didn't have time to take care of her.

Until the night, Wang Fuling didn't get any news, so Ah Huan persuaded her to sleep.

Wang Fuling asked Ah Huan to extinguish the two candles, leaving the one closest to the bed, and then asked Ah Huan to retreat first.

Just when Ah Huan went out to bring the door, Wang Fuling heard some movement, and there seemed to be a whining sound from Ah Huan. Wang Fuling suddenly became cautious and called out the door: "Ah Huan? What happened to you? ”

No one responded outside, Wang Fuling knew that something was wrong, she took out the dagger that had been kept under the pillow, and approached the door step by step.

Her attention was on the door, but she didn't expect Ah Huan to jump in from the open window to ventilate her, and then all the candles went out.

"What people!" With her back to the door, she shouted to the dark room, "If you have something to say, what are you doing by pretending to be a ghost?" ”

In response to the whirring sound of the wind that followed her, but she could clearly sense someone approaching, she pulled the dagger in her hand and waved it around.

But in the pitch-black room, she didn't have any substantive effect at all, and the next moment she was grabbed by the wrist by an unknown person, and the dagger in her hand fell with a sound.

She panicked, and before she could shout, the man grabbed Wang Fuling's neck.

That manpower is not small, and he actually grabbed Wang Fuling's neck and lifted her up, Wang Fuling was pinched uncomfortably, and felt like she was about to suffocate.

She knew very well in her heart that this man had come to kill her.

Wang Fuling couldn't speak, so she could only kick her feet hard, and gradually began to be a little weak.

This feeling is familiar to her, just like being strangled by Bai Aya.

Just when Wang Fuling thought that she was in a catastrophe, the candle in the room suddenly lit up, and when she looked at the light, Xuan Ye was sitting on the edge of Wang Fuling's couch. And the person who pinched her neck turned out to be Qingyan.

When Qingyan looked back, his hand was also taken back from her neck, and Wang Fuling fell to the ground and coughed violently.

"What do you mean?" Qingyan looked at Xuan Ye angrily, as if blaming him for not appearing.

Xuan Ye still has nothing to do with him when the sky falls: "She is a weak woman, what's the use of killing her?" Instead of moving her, you might as well think about how to clean up Shen Shiqian. ”

"It's useless for you to talk about this, I think you're just soft-hearted and reluctant to touch her!"

Xuan Ye sighed, got up from the couch, and walked to Qingyan: "Even if it is, then are you willing to sell me this face?" ”

Qingyan clenched his hand into a fist, and was silent for a long time before he said: "If you don't kill her, there will be endless troubles, and you will do it yourself." ”

He dropped this sentence and brushed his sleeves and left, leaving Wang Fuling and Xuan Ye in the house.

Wang Fuling eased up, and only then did he have the heart to take a good look at Xuanye, he was only wearing a middle coat, I don't know if he came in a hurry.

Xuan Ye was also looking at her, the two looked at each other, and Wang Fuling dodged first. She did something that couldn't stand him, and she wasted his trust, and she knew that she was wrong.

None of them spoke, and the room was quiet, only to hear Xuan Ye sigh again, leaning down and hugging Wang Fuling on the ground.

Wang Fuling was startled, unconsciously wrapped her hand around his neck, and her heart was pounding.

Xuan Ye hugged her to the couch, carefully covered the futon for her, and tucked the corners of the quilt: "As long as today's events have not happened, take a good rest." ”

Hearing this, he was leaving.

Wang Fuling hurriedly grabbed his sleeve: "Why do you want to save me?" ”

He actually smiled, and he didn't know what the meaning of this smile was: "The poor monk has not opened the killing ring for a long time, and he is used to being compassionate, so naturally he can't see killing." ”