The solemn and solemn palace is empty, the lonely corridor is only cold and windy, the cold-resistant and drought-resistant fig trees stretch their muscles on both sides of the palace, the yellow branches and leaves become transparent and moist after bathing in the sun, as if slightly drunk cheeks, the autumn sun is rarely so enthusiastic, through the intricate and prosperous shade of the fallen to the dry yellow lawn, the palace garden is burned to the hot bright, the withered and dull osmanthus exudes a sour smell that makes people stay away, someone should have plucked these flowers that destroy the beauty, but now no one has the leisure to take care of the garden.

Beyond the garden and the court, a curtain embroidered with lotus flowers gently blew through the open window, and the light flowed back and forth through the hole in the flowers, like a turbulent stream, and the whole room was illuminated.

The interior of the room is prosperous and dignified, with a pale brown carpet imported from the West neatly laid out on the floor, without a trace of unnecessary corners, and closely fitting the furniture everywhere, this rug is undoubtedly custom-made. Three years ago, a special person arranged the room 1510 and brought it to the West, and the craftsmen of the West completed the carpet according to the map, and then sent it all the way to the capital to show their respect for the princess of the Tilting Lotus; on the stucco wall hung a precious Chinese painting handed down from the previous generation, the delicate lotus flower in the painting has faded to a rather indifferent color, but it is still hung in the most conspicuous place in the room, which shows the princess's love for the painting; directly below the painting is placed a long sword, the scabbard is spotless, and there is no wear, the princess is happy to take care of it, but never wields a sword or a gun; and then there is an incense burner on the side, the furnace is made of pure copper, in the form of a lotus bloom, each petal is the display of the craftsman's painstaking efforts, and the green smoke of Shen Tan is rising from the heart of the bud, as if it is scattered into the air, but the fragrance permeates all corners.

It's a room where you can take your breath away from the crowd.

Princess Tilting Lotus leaned back in her rocking chair, feeling the cold and heat outside colliding and merging in front of the window, she closed her eyes, yawned lazily, and raised her jade fingers and pointed at the red-bellied gray finch standing on the rockery.

"Princess, what are your orders?"

Shen Shuoxia, the maid who had been standing quietly beside her, spoke. If she didn't say anything, there was no one in the environment, and she stood by the princess's side as if she were invisible.

"Hmm......" the princess's index finger nodded again, "forget it." She tightened her belly and blew hard, and the red-bellied gray finch immediately fled. She lay down in the rocking chair, fell to the left hand side of the maid, and looked at the beautiful and loyal servant from below, "Did you see that boy again?"

"The princess said with a smile, I am always by your side. The maid replied without squinting.

"Let's meet you! You know where he is. ”

Shen Shuoxia looked down and saw the princess smile from the bottom of her heart.

If the ministers saw the smile of the princess, who was usually unsmiling, they would be more frightened than surprised.

She straightened up again: "If that's what the princess meant, I'll go see him." ”

She had never felt, and was sure she wouldn't feel, the love between men and women. Although the childish crying behavior made her shaken, it was only surprise and incomprehension, not to mention falling in love, not even compassion. She swore that she had lived only to protect the princess, and that it had been and would always be, that childish weeping would not change anything, and that for as long as she could remember, countless men who had adored her, and who eventually gave up—or died.

"That's right," the princess nodded, a hint of gloom in her eyes, "that's what I meant." ”

"The princess's escort work, I will temporarily transfer it to Tai Hongduo. ”

"Let Jia Sirou come. ”

"Master Jia, she ......" Shen Shuoxia hesitated rarely.

"It's okay, it's time to talk to her. ”

"I see. The maid bowed her head, "I will invite her over, and until then, Tai Hongdo will stay with the princess." ”

"It doesn't matter. ”

The princess sat down as she watched her leave, rubbing her temples in anguish.

The assassination of the little emperor was completely unexpected.

How important he really was to herself, as the regent, she knew all too well. The little emperor is the fundamental guarantee of his blood orthodoxy, once he dies, the dominance obtained by virtue of blood advantage will be in jeopardy, and those forces that were not cleaned up will make a comeback, and there is also a split within the princess faction, and Bian Liangtu, who supported himself to power, cannot control himself, and has the intention of subversion, which is the time of internal and external troubles.

If this didn't happen, Bian Liangtu and his henchmen would have collapsed at this time, but the emperor was killed, and the entire court was in chaos, and Chen Jian and Xia Widow, who were previously sent to Wudang, were nowhere to be found, and they seemed to be solved by Zhang Shenghan, and Zhang Shenghan himself was missing, whether it was the rivers and lakes or the court, they were gradually getting out of her control.

The previous grand layout was ruined, and she blamed herself for her lack of foresight, but she comforted herself in her heart: Who would have thought that someone would assassinate the little emperor? She couldn't think of it, and no one else could think of it, and at this time, taking advantage of the chaos was the best time to strike first.

At present, the most important thing is to find out the murderer as soon as possible, and second, to stabilize the internal situation.

In fact, the princess did not hold out hope for the first thing.

There was no doubt that this was a well-prepared assassination, and the Assassins left no trace, they only knew one thing: the head of the Son of Heaven was pierced by a stone as the left guard led Zhang Kezhao to shout.

The suspicious place is Zhang Kezhao, he is the commander-in-chief of this security affairs, all the details of the defense arrangement are in his hands, he wants to assassinate the emperor as if he was digging for something, and the facts also confirm his suspicion - Zhang Kezhao was taken to a deep-water dungeon without any interrogation, and then he was tortured in purgatory, so fast that the princess had no time to react.

In those days, she was still dealing with the ministers and stabilizing the situation, and when she came back to God, there were no people.

This is a naked demonstration. Some people clearly said that Zhang Kezhao was an accomplice, because he knew too much, so he was directly sent to purgatory by the Dizang Gong, and the secret he knew would die forever.

The purgatory sentence was only carried out by officials above Dali Temple and Zheng Erpin, and the princess then sent people to inquire one by one, but no clues were found;

The killer party has done a thorough job both in the early stage and in the later stage, and the princess feels that it must be done by a certain important minister, and only by knowing the interior of the Western Dynasty well can she make such an unaware plan, but who is it......

On the princess's desk is a scroll that records the civil and military officials of the Western Dynasty.

Since last night, she has taken two hours every day to look through them one by one, recalling their previous and subsequent performances, and so far she has not found any clues.

The other party is quite well hidden, and it is also in line with the style of this assassination.

Now it's time to look at it again, she has already read all the officials above the third grade, and she really can't be interested in thinking about the name today. She yawned a lot again, she couldn't help but feel sleepy after her pampered body had been busy these days.

When these things are over, you must go to Beiyang Villa to recuperate.

She gently rubbed the fine skin and tender flesh of her abdomen through the thick clothing.