Shui Hua nodded when he heard this: "Yes, Miss." ”

After speaking, he put the note away, and then waited for Su Yunjun to rest.

Lying on the bed, Su Yunjun looked at the curtain on the top of the bed, perhaps because he had experienced too much this day, and fell asleep unconsciously.

In the dream, she vaguely saw a man in a royal blue costume standing in front of her, frowning, and silently chanting: "Miss Suer? ”

Then he turned around and instructed his entourage: "Carry her into the carriage." ”

"Yes." Hearing this, several guards received the order, and carefully carried her into the carriage, who only had half a breath left.

Then the carriage drove through the empty street, all the way to the palace of Shouchun County.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw an old monk sitting in front of her, and shook her head at her.

I heard someone next to me ask, "Master, is there no other way?" ”

The old monk sighed heavily and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, there is no way, she is too deeply poisoned, plus she has been locked in a dark place, and she is seriously injured, and she has no skills to return to heaven." ”

Then there was silence, and the old monk went out of the house with his servants, leaving only the one who had just begun to speak.

After waiting for a long time, he slowly walked to the side of the bed and watched her silent.

Only then did she finally see his appearance clearly, it turned out to be Chen Jingheng, the king of Shouchun County.

Chen Jingheng looked at her and asked after a while: "What else do you want?" ”

She wanted to say that she was going to kill Wei Zhen, kill Empress Wei, and kill the Shen sisters, but in the end she only said one sentence: "I want to see my father, grandfather and brother." ”

Chen Jingheng nodded when he heard this, just looked at her and said, "Okay." ”

Later, he really did what he said and led her to death row.

On death row, Su Yunjun watched his father have his legs broken, his grandfather was already unconscious, and his brother was young but had no arms. She watched her father and brother cry silently, only to hear her father shouting to her, leave the capital, and run as far as possible.

Then the picture became blurry, and by the time she saw it again, she was already lying in the Zen monastery of Yong'an Temple. Chen Jingheng sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her, she couldn't hear what the old monk was saying.

I listened to Chen Jingheng ask his entourage Zichong to dig a grave at the foot of the back mountain, and then carried her step by step to the back mountain of Yong'an Temple.

She only remembered that there were large areas of pear trees on the back mountain of Yong'an Temple, and it was a good time for spring when the pear blossoms bloomed. The wind blew and fell on her eyes, so that she could no longer see the colors outside.

By the time Su Yunjun woke up, it was already a certain moment, Shui Hua and Ming Cha were standing in the room, thinking that the young lady had fallen into the water and was frightened before, so he didn't ask her to let her sleep a little longer.

Su Yunjun didn't expect this dream to be so long, and when he sat up, he found that his entire back was already soaked with sweat.

Since she was reliving her life, she has always dreamed of the scene of her father and brother being hacked and killed at the corner of the street, and it is the first time she has dreamed of Chen Jingheng.

Thinking that maybe it was because Chen Jingheng rescued them yesterday, thinking about it day and night, and not thinking about it anymore. Let Shui Hua and Ming Cha wait for them to change their clothes, comb their hair, and pack up and take Ming Tea to the main house to greet Fahrenheit.

Fahrenheit had already gotten up, but looking at the black green in front of him, he was afraid that he wouldn't have a good night's sleep.

Seeing that Su Yunjun's eyes were red before he could speak, he pulled Su Yunjun over and shouted in distress: "Yunjun, my poor child, I have made you guilty of a bad sin." ”

Hearing this, Su Yunjun understood in his heart, and it seemed that the princess of Chengjun had told all the things about the county prince's mansion, and she didn't say anything at the moment, but just hugged Hua's back.

After all, Su Zijin is still young, and after this long journey from Hangzhou back to Chang'an, it is inevitable that he will sleep a little late.

When she came, Fahrenheit led the two sisters to greet the old lady.

Princess Chengjun had already gotten up to serve the old lady to wash, and when Hua arrived, the group had breakfast in Liuxiangju. Princess Chengjun took the Su family's carriage back to the county palace.

As soon as Princess Chengjun left, Hua also prepared a generous gift, asking Su Bangyan and the steward to send it to the palace of Shouchun County, and personally thanked Wang Nanmen Street of Shouchun County for coming to the rescue.

Just when Hua's side was arranging, a little beggar came to the door of the palace of Shouchun County, knocking on the door and saying that someone had given him money to deliver a letter.

Chen Jingheng was sitting in the flower hall reading a book, and when he heard the key report, his eyebrows moved slightly: "Little beggar? ”

"Yes, when I came, I said that someone gave him money to deliver the letter." Steward Qin replied respectfully.

Hearing this, Chen Jingheng nodded: "Bring him in." ”

"Yes." The steward was commanded to go out.

Zichong stood aside and waited for his master, and when he saw this, he couldn't help asking: "Will the prince be cheating, it is fair to say that someone made the silver for him to come over, isn't this afraid that we will be thrown out if we ignore it?" ”

Hearing this, Chen Jingheng smiled and put down the book in his hand: "Indeed, but it's not this little beggar, it's the person who asked him to deliver the letter, I'm afraid we won't pay attention to it." It seems that I have to read this letter, and the person who asked the little beggar to deliver it is obviously not shy about it. ”

As soon as the words fell, Steward Qin led the little beggar in.

As soon as he entered the door, the little beggar knelt on the ground, and without waiting for Chen Jingheng to ask, he spoke directly: "Back to the prince of the county, someone gave me a tael of silver early this morning, and then asked me to send a letter to the county king's mansion, and said that as long as someone said that someone made the silver for me to deliver the letter." The prince will inevitably meet the little one. ”

As he spoke, the little beggar took out the folded letter from his bosom and handed it over.

Steward Qin and Zichong couldn't help but be vigilant to prevent this little beggar from being cheated behind his back.

Seeing this, Steward Qin first stretched out his hand to take the letter to confirm that there was no problem, and then presented it to Chen Jingheng.

Chen Jingheng opened the letter, and there were only eight words on it: There is a change in the East Palace, and the king is in crisis.

Nothing else.

After reading it, Chen Jingheng's face was slightly gloomy, and he looked at the little beggar: "Who is the person who gave you the letter?" In what place? ”

Hearing this, the little beggar replied tremblingly: "It's a girl, she looks like a maid from a big family, on the other side of Liuyin Hutong." ”

"Liuyin Hutong ......" Chen Jingheng looked at the appearance of the little beggar, it didn't seem to be a fraud, and instructed Steward Qin: "Lead him down and settle down first." ”

The little beggar didn't think that he had sent a letter, and he not only got a reward, but also an errand, and he was immediately grateful.

After Steward Qin led the little beggar down, Zichong spoke: "Lord Wang, do you want to go down and check?" ”

Chen Jingheng waved his hand when he heard this: "No, you go and inform Zidu, let him check what Donggong has been doing recently, and report back quickly after checking." ”

When Zichong heard this, he was ordered to go out, and Chen Jingheng looked at the letter in his hand again.

Although it deliberately imitated the font of the predecessor Zhang Huaiyi, it still has a bit of a woman's juanxiu, and this note should be from a woman's hand.

It's just Liuyin Hutong, leaning on the north of the city, where most of the residences of the ministers of civil and military affairs are, even Chen Jingheng really can't guess who will deliver this letter.

Thinking about it to no avail, he simply didn't think about him, went back to his place, picked up the book and just turned two pages, and then listened to the Su family.