King Rong's iceberg-like face stared at the black shadow in the courtyard, except for the instant and a few palace elites, no one rushed towards the courtyard, and no one noticed such a big movement.

Nangong Yu looked at King Rong, and then at those masked black-clothed people, all of them were agile, and the others did not have the upper hand at all, but those people couldn't get close to Nangong Yu for a while.

With a whistle, the black-clothed men attacked violently and immediately retreated.

Nangong Yu quickly rushed to the courtyard and looked at the black-clothed man who went over the wall, and the others immediately accepted it, and did not pursue, King Rong waved his hand, and all those people retreated, Nangong Yu looked at King Rong in a daze, who wanted to kill her?

No, no, when she was subdued just now, those people had the opportunity to kill her, but those people didn't kill her, but, they wanted to take her away, who could it be?

"Rest the princess, there will be no more trouble."

"Lord Wang," Nangong Yu hurriedly called out to King Rong who was about to leave, "These people ......"

"This king will deal with it, and the princess doesn't have to worry."

"Don't worry?" Nangong Yu stepped forward and looked up at King Rong's silent black eyes, "Does the prince know who is going to kill me?" ”

King Rong's pupils moved slightly, "Princess, rest." "Then leave quickly.

"I know you know everything." Nangong Yu shouted from behind, she really couldn't stand it anymore.

King Rong's shoulders seemed to stiffen, but he still didn't stop, but walked away quickly.

Nangong Yu sat paralyzed under the corridor, the cold wind was howling, now she really felt cold, but she was powerless to resist the severe cold, which was different from the Northern Qi and the snow peaks of Baike Mountain.

It's a kind of cold that can penetrate the bone marrow of the texture, leaving every pore and cell in every pore with nowhere to hide, and being soaked under the ice.

The news of the assassination of King Rong's Mansion spread far and wide, and even the emperor inquired about it.

Now that the Marquis of Nangong is seriously ill, the Mu family is rising, and the affairs of the court are changing rapidly, Princess Rong was assassinated at this time, which set off a lot of turmoil in the court.

The emperor asked a few times, no matter what the surface was, secretly he still sent someone to investigate, and the people in the harem naturally regarded this matter as a talking point.

Concubine Yun was most concerned about this matter, and she made many inquiries, but there was no progress.

However, King Rong did not find out the origin of the assassin, and this assassination became a mystery, and there were many speculations about it.

Concubine Yun knew, then Northern Qi would naturally receive the news.

"What, aunt assassinated?" Nangong Yue exclaimed.

"What's wrong with the eldest lady?" When she heard this, she knocked over the teacup in fright, and the grandmother next to her warned her several times with her eyes, but she didn't see it.

"Princess, is the eldest lady okay?"

Nangong Yue looked at Wan Qishuo with an anxious expression.

Wan Qishuo was not in a hurry, and looked at this little cousin with interest.

During this time, Nangong Yue either ate, drank and had fun or walked around the capital of Northern Qi, although the snow was falling, she was not frightened by the cold at all.

This is beyond his expectations, firstly, because Nangong Yue is a woman of the Southern Dynasty, most of the time is a warm climate, and she can't stand the cold of the north, and Nangong Yue is also the daughter of the Hou Mansion no matter how she says it, even if she is not favored by her aunt Taole County Lord, it is also a delicate little woman raised in the deep boudoir.

"Say it quickly." Nangong Yue jumped in front of Wan Qishuo, and Wan Qishuo was in the middle, and then he pulled back his thoughts.

"Say, what's wrong with my aunt?" Nangong Yue asked anxiously, not noticing how intimate she was with Wan Qishuo at this moment.

Although she had long known that Jian'an's Nangong Yu was not a real aunt at this moment, it was different, she couldn't say that complicated feelings were mixed together, and she didn't want Nangong Yu to have an accident.

"It's okay, she's Princess Rong, who can hurt her."

Nangong Yue breathed a sigh of relief, it's okay.

"But," Wan Qishuo said.

"But what?" Nangong Yue exclaimed, her face immediately fell, "Can you finish it all at once." ”

"I haven't finished yet, you thought I was finished, but in fact I didn't finish, I was about to finish, you interrupted me, so ......"

"Stop," Nangong Yue urgently stopped, so much nonsense was over, "Then you say." ”

"The third princess said that the Marquis of Nangong was seriously ill, but she refused Princess Rong's visit, you said ......"

"Grandfather is seriously ill, Yan is not serious, why didn't you say it earlier, how is he now, you can say it quickly."

"You're interrupting me again." Wan Qishuo looked innocent.

Several people in the room were holding back laughter, but Hui Wei waited anxiously for Wan Qishuo to continue.

Also, the affairs of the Southern Dynasties are related to the affairs of the people of the Northern Qi Dynasty.

"Okay, okay, I won't say it, you say."

"That's it."

"You," Nangong Yue gritted her teeth angrily, "what happened to my grandfather?" ”

"How do I know, that's all there is to it?"

Nangong Yue ignored him, his teeth were deep, and he muttered, "Grandfather is seriously ill, since my aunt is sick, my grandfather's health has not been very good, but it has not reached the point of being seriously ill, after my aunt came back, my grandfather was much better, when I left, my grandfather was still fine, and my father's injury was also healed, how could my grandfather be seriously ill?" ”

Wan Qishuo followed her, listening to her chatter there, and was about to interject, Nangong Yue suddenly exclaimed, "Is it related to my aunt's assassination?" ”

Wan Qishuo smiled with satisfaction, and was just about to speak, Nangong Yue raised his legs violently, and ran to the bedroom like a gust of wind, and Hui Yue hurriedly followed.

Wan Qishuo was stunned for a long time before he followed to the bedroom, and then saw Nangong Yue writing a letter to Nangong Hou.

"Yue'er, what are you writing?"

"Faith."

Wan Qishuo: "......"

Nangong Yue bit the pen shaft, Wan Qishuo frowned, where did he learn this problem, the posture of holding the pen is not right, the handwriting is sloppy, so he doesn't let the pen in the house do it for him.

"Did my grandfather find out...... No, since Princess Rong is fine, it means ...... That's why grandfathers are seriously ill, but what about grandmothers? ”

Wan Qishuo looked at her babbling there alone, and couldn't help asking, "What did Nangong Hou find?" ”

Nangong Yue was taken aback, only to find that Wan Qishuo stretched his neck in anticipation.

"Nothing."

"You were obviously talking about it just now," Wan Qishuo was very dissatisfied and accused Nangong Yue, "Do you know the truth about Princess Rong's assassination, cousin, I really underestimated you, you are far away in Juandu, and you actually know what happened in Jian'an, say." ”

"Say what." Nangong Yue is not covered horizontally.

"Tell me everything you know."

"Cut," Nangong Yue glanced at him, "Young Master, you better go to Miss Piaopiao to show off your might." ”

"You," Wan Qi stood up violently, "you're talking nonsense. ”

"What nonsense am I talking about," Nangong Yue glanced at him, "Tsk, Piao Piao girl, listen to this name, it should be as light as a swallow." ”

Nangong Yue turned around and looked at Wan Qishuo, "Is there Zhao Feiyan as light as a swallow?" ”