Imperial Palace, Xiangyun Palace.

There was already a palace maid ready to rest, and when Ye Zhiwei entered the main hall, a palace maid came forward to serve, helped her remove the hair ornament on her head, and helped her to rest on the Luohan bed.

Wu Long did not leave immediately, but looked around the hall.

Ye Zhiwei knew his thoughts, so she smiled: "It's all my own people here." ”

The palace maid came over to serve tea, but Ye Zhiwei was not polite to him, and she squinted comfortably on the pillow.

Wu Long was drinking tea, but his eyes looked out of the window from time to time, no matter what, in the palace, there were some things that had to be guarded against.

"That's right." Ye Zhiwei said suddenly, "Last time you saved Yan'er's distant cousin Han Chuchu in Nangong Mansion, she also sent someone to the Regent's Mansion to ask who saved her." ”

"It's just a gesture." Wu Long's hand subconsciously touched into his arms, where her golden hairpin was still hidden.

"General Nangong also heard about this, and he was ready to come to the door to thank him." Ye Zhiwei said.

Wu Long smiled, "I am soft-hearted, I can't see those pink and jade beauties suffering, you can tell the old general of Nangong, there is no need to mind this matter." ”

The two were talking, and suddenly saw Chuan Ming outside leading people into the main hall, and arched his hand: "My subordinates came on the orders of the prince, and the princess should give orders if she has something." ”

Wu Long knew that Chuan Ming was Feng Duhan's henchman, so he got up and said goodbye.

Ye Zhiwei didn't leave him, but muttered when he was about to leave, "By the way, my golden hairpin disappeared that day, I don't know if you saw ......"

Wu Long quickened his pace, as if he hadn't heard her words.

Ye Zhiwei looked at his back and understood a little in her heart.

Although he was in the Xiangyun Palace, from time to time someone would bring in the news through Chuan Ming.

"Princess Izumo is seriously injured, and the bleeding has stopped, but the injury is extremely difficult to heal." "And because she hurt her tongue, the doctor said that even if she grows well, she will not be able to speak again......"

Ye Zhiwei couldn't help smacking her tongue when she listened.

I didn't expect Feng Duhan to be really sharp, outsiders couldn't see the clue at all, if she hadn't known about it in advance, I'm afraid she would have thought that it was the third prince's bad luck and accidentally injured Izumo.

"Where is the prince now?" Ye Zhiwei asked.

"The emperor summoned him, and the prince went to the palace with his chamberlain Liu."

Ye Zhiwei nodded, and the emperor summoned him for fear that he would not be able to come back for a while, so she asked the palace maid to roll up the curtains on the window and look at the scenery in the garden outside to pass the time.

Chuan Ming led people to guard outside the hall, and the palace maids saw her leaning there quietly, thinking that she was asleep, so they retreated.

Ye Zhiwei sat motionless, and drowsiness gradually crept up the corners of her eyes.

"Ding......

Faintly, she heard the crisp wind chimes ringing.

It's not summer yet, and wind chimes and other things are generally not hung under the porch.

She opened her eyes and looked around for the source of the sound.

"Jingle ......"

Another bang.

She raised her face, only to find that under the porch outside the window, there was a silver wind chime, and a piece of jade was hanging under the wind chime.

She slowly got out of the Luohan bed, came to the window, and looked at the wind chimes under the porch.

The wind blew the jade piece, and the jade piece turned quickly, and she vaguely saw that there seemed to be some handwriting on it.

She stood in front of the window for a while, the wind stopped, and the jade piece stopped turning, and then she saw a line of small words written on it: There is no return from the past, and Mo Nian will return to the old man.

She just felt a "buzz" in her head.

These two sentences...... On the night of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, she saw it at the lantern festival in the palace...... The miraculously disappeared rabbit lamp had these two sentences written on it.

She jerked forward, as if trying to look more closely, this time, definitely not her hallucination.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from behind her: "Vier? ”

She was startled and turned abruptly, only to see Twilight Han standing behind her, her sword eyebrows slightly locked, looking at her.

"What are you doing standing in front of the window on such a cold day?"

"Come and see this!" She grabbed him by the sleeve and dragged him to the window, "Look......" she raised her hand and pointed down the porch.

"What?" Twilight looked at her in surprise.

"That'...... There......" Her hand stopped in mid-air.

Under the corridor, it was empty...... Where are there any wind chimes.

A cold wind blew, and she shivered.

Twilight unfolded her cloud sleeves over her and pulled her back to her side, "What happened, why are you so panicked?" ”

Ye Zhiwei's lips twitched a few times, she didn't know how to explain this, "Am I crazy?" She suddenly said this.

Feng Duhan smiled bitterly, "Crazy people are husbands, you are very sober." ”

Ye Zhiwei hurriedly swung her fist and hit him, "I'm talking about business!" ”

Feng Duhan didn't move and took a pink punch from her, "Say it, listen for your husband." ”

Ye Zhiwei settled down, and told the strange thing that happened just now.

Twilight looked at her quietly, "What's written on it?" ”

"There is no return, don't miss the old people."

"You said, you've seen it once before on the lanterns in the palace?" He remembered the events of that day very clearly, Ye Zhiwei told him that there was a rabbit lamp there, but he didn't see anything, "What else is there besides these?" ”

Ye Zhiwei thought about it and slowly shook her head.

"Forget it, don't think about it, it's really you who read it wrong." Feng Dusk's cold phoenix eyes looked extremely clear, he said lightly, took her shoulders and led her out of the window, "In this palace, whether it is winter or summer, wind chimes are not allowed to be hung under the corridor." ”

"Why?" Ye Zhiwei looked at him strangely.

"The affairs in the palace are complicated, there are many taboos, wind chimes can attract souls, especially the people in the harem, especially afraid of this thing, born in the palace, and a few people are clean in their hands."

Ye Zhiwei thought about it and felt that what he said also made some sense, but she felt that it was absolutely impossible for her to be wrong just now.

She stole back and looked at the window.

But Feng Duhan deliberately turned her body and made her face to herself, "It's not too early, I'll take you out of the palace." ”

Ye Zhiwei had no choice but to give up and continue to explore this matter, and said, "How to solve the matter of the three princes? ”

"The emperor's body is no longer good, it seems that he wants to plan to set up a new king." The wind and twilight are cold and quiet, while taking her fox fur shawl and draping it on her body.

"The emperor wants to set up another prince! Do you know who he intends to make the new emperor? The little fox's ears stood up all of a sudden, this is a big deal, there are only three princes in the palace at the moment, she is not familiar with the fourth prince and the fifth prince, but she knows the king of England, if it were not for his power and ambition in his previous life, she would not have caused her to die in the snow mountain.

"You can rest assured, no matter who the emperor chooses, there is a way to be a husband."

Feng Duhan took her out of the Xiangyun Palace, got into the soft sedan chair in the palace, and went outside the palace.

Along the way, he always held his left hand in his sleeve, and his palm was constricted into a fist, he couldn't tell her that just when he entered the Xiangyun Hall just now, the black mark on his left palm suddenly hurt.