The incense burner in the palace is spitting out clouds, and I don't know what kind of incense Mrs. Qingyu is lit, it is very sweet and greasy, and it makes people feel like it after smelling it for a long time

Dizziness and breathless feeling.

"Extinguish the incense, you can't smell this incense for a long time."

Mrs. Qingyu said slowly, Jiang Wanxiu saw that there was no other person in the room, so she had to get up and extinguish the incense, and stood there, quite embarrassed.

Mrs. Qingyu chuckled, the laughter seemed to have been rehearsed thousands of times, and it was charming and seductive: "I'm not the queen, why are you so far away from me." ”

Jiang Wanxiu's face flashed a little embarrassed, Qing Yu's attitude was very strange, I didn't know whether it was friend or foe, so I looked at the piano and asked, "Madame wants to listen to the piano?" ”

Mrs. Qingyu waved her hand and said, "Don't be in a hurry to listen to the piano first, you come over first." ”

Mrs. Qingyu got up slowly, and the veil she was wearing slid down, revealing a piece of snow-white skin, Jiang Wanxiu couldn't help but blush, lowered her head and didn't dare to look.

Mrs. Qingyu chuckled, pulled the red yarn well, I don't know what to press, but I saw that no one stepped on the peony screen behind it slowly opened, revealing a secret room and came out, Jiang Wanxiu was dumbfounded......

Mrs. Qingyu took a palace lamp of the night pearl and said to Jiang Wanxiu: "Come down......

Facing the eyes with a shallow smile, Jiang Wanxiu was like a demon, and couldn't help but follow Mrs. Qingyu down.

By the faint light of the lantern held by Lady Qingyu, after descending a few steps of stairs, you can see that inside is a simple stone room, there is a stone bed, on the bed is a thick quilt, and on top of it lies a man in black.

Rao is Jiang Wanxiu, and she couldn't help but scream......

It was a face that would make people have nightmares when they looked at it more, it was broken, as if the human skin was sewn up little by little with a needle, and the shattering on the face seemed to have been cut little by little by a person with a knife.

Although Jiang Wanxiu is not an ordinary timid woman in the boudoir, she couldn't help but scream.

While being briefly stunned, Jiang Wanxiu had many doubts in her heart, who is this person? Why did it appear in Lady Qingyu's palace?

The man seemed to hear the sound of the two men coming in, and suddenly opened his eyes.

Even though the face of the face is not to be looked at directly, but those eyes ...... His eyes are like cold stars, and his clear eyes exude a terrifying light.

Jiang Wanxiu saw the gray corner of the clothes under the black clothes, and couldn't help but take two steps back, "You...... You are the master of the dust whisk, and the assassin who assassinated Amber Gong......"

Almost blurted out the words, Qing Yu and Chenfu did not deny it, Jiang Wanxiu couldn't help but cover her mouth and look at Qing Yu with wide eyes.

Unexpectedly, after the assassin escaped, it was really Mrs. Qingyu who was hiding.

Seeing Jiang Wanxiu's shocked look, Qing Yu had a smile on the corner of her mouth, and said lazily: "Yes, speaking of which, this matter is thanks to you, if you hadn't led the palace guards away that day, Yuji would not have been able to escape to my palace safely." ”

That day, after Jiang Wanxiu met with the assassin who assassinated An Bogong, he keenly smelled the smell of sandalwood in the Buddha hall on his body, this smell is only contaminated by people who have been in the Buddha hall for many years, Jiang Wanxiu somehow thought of the dust.

The ghost made a god like a god, so he pointed the guard who chased and killed the dust whisk in the opposite direction.

It's just that I expected it, but I couldn't help but be surprised when I saw the dust.

It's just that...... One is the king's favorite concubine, and the other is a high-ranking monk who is trusted by the royal family, but he is a remnant of the stable country and the murderer behind the royal investigation.

Wait, Universe ......

The shock in Jiang Wanxiu's heart was even more than a hundred times more than when she recognized this person as dusty, "Yunyu traces!" ”

Jiang Wanxiu exclaimed, eight years ago, Yun Yujian, the general of the Anding Kingdom who died in Xuanyong Pass and the once famous Four Kingdoms, was still alive!

Li Ting is very fond of gossip, Jiang Wanxiu has known Li Ting for so long, and naturally she has heard a lot of gossip about Yunyu traces back then.

He was born in a stable country family, became famous at a young age, and when he was young, he followed his father to fight in the north and south, and made immortal contributions to the stable country.

In the battle of Xuanyong Pass, Yun Yuji led hundreds of thousands of Yunjia troops to resist the invasion of the southern country, and the three defeats were under Xuanyong Pass, and there were rumors that as long as Yun Yuji and the Yun family army were in one day, Xuanyong Pass was solid and no one could break it.

Indeed, the invincible Yun Yuji, known as the god of war on the battlefield, did not die on the battlefield, but died in the hands of his own lord.

Unexpectedly, everyone thought that they had died, Yun Yuji was still alive, and went deep into the southern Kyoto, and became a high monk in the southern protector temple!

If it weren't for the death of An Bogong, such a dusty secret, along with Yun Yuji's monk's robe and iron mask, would have been sealed in the rings of history long ago!

Jiang Wanxiu's long-term shock was speechless, and what made Jiang Wanxiu even more puzzled was that Mrs. Qingyu didn't hide any trace of her, and subverted Yun Yuji's identity in front of her.

It was the dust breeze or Yun Yujian who struggled to get up, looked at Jiang Wanxiu next to Qing Yu and frowned, coughed twice and said, "Why did you bring her?" ”

His throat seemed to have been seriously injured, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant.

"You are too seriously injured, and now I am hiding in this Chu Yunyuan, and I can't find the imperial doctor to show you, I have already inquired that this girl will have some medical skills, after all, it is Song Shizi's person, let her show you I am more relieved."

Qing Yu said to Yun Yuji, helping Yun Yuji to get up, his eyes were no longer cold, and there was more tenderness......

This tenderness is the tenderness between lovers......

But Yun Yuji was not used to it, and avoided the touch of Mrs. Qingyu, although Mrs. Qingyu didn't say anything, but a trace of gloom flashed in her eyes, and she stood on the side.

Jiang Wanxiu's mind was in a mess at this time, although she didn't know what was going on, but listening to the conversation between Mrs. Qingyu and Yun Yujian, it was clear that it had something to do with Song Yuanxi.

Seeing Jiang Wanxiu stunned there, Mrs. Qingyu frowned and said, "What are you still doing in a daze, see how his injuries are?" ”

Although the tone was lazy, it had a majesty that people couldn't refuse, listening to Song Yuanxi's name, Jiang Wanxiu didn't know what Qing Yu's purpose was, but she still obediently took the pulse of Yun Yuji.

Yun Yuji's external injuries are not serious, but serious internal injuries need to be well adjusted.

After Jiang Wanxiu administered the needle to him, he spit out a few mouthfuls of black blood, seeing this, the worried look on Mrs. Qingyu's face looked better, but she didn't expect Jiang Wanxiu to be young and her medical skills were good.

Jiang Wanxiu said: "Dusty ...... Childe's meridians are damaged, and he has not fully recovered, and now he is fighting with a master and forcibly using internal force to suffer serious internal injuries, and he needs to recuperate for a period of time......

"It's just the foundation, but it can't be recuperated again."

Listening to Jiang Wanxiu's words, Qing Yu's eyes seemed to be overflowing with tears, and she sighed faintly, and that sigh was like a spring flower on the branch blown away by the wind, which made people feel pity in their hearts.

"You don't tell me what happened to you all these years."

Qing Yu suddenly thought of the tragedy she had never experienced back then, and remembered how he and his brothers died under the sword of the faint king......

While they were fighting bloody battles for their country, their monarch handed them a deed; They did not die at the hands of the enemy, but at the hands of the king they guarded.

I heard that on that day, Yunfu was covered with a sea of blood, and more than 100 lives were buried in a fire.

I heard that after Xuanyong was broken, the city was devastated and covered with corpses and bones; After the city was broken, tens of thousands of soldiers who were still alive were slaughtered, and Xuanyong City became a purgatory on earth.

He is still alive, but he has crawled out of hell.

At that moment, Lady Qingyu suddenly snorted, "I know you don't want to tell me, but you can't be so reckless for revenge...... Assassinating that faint monarch may not have been done by you yourself, Leng Shan's martial arts are so high, if you hadn't escaped from his hands, have you ever thought about what I should do? ”

Finally, Yun Yuji's ice-like eyes moved, as if he wanted to reach out and hold Qing Yu in his arms, but for some reason he shrank back and spit out two words from his throat with difficulty, "Don't cry!" ”

Looking at the ambiguous atmosphere between the two people, Jiang Wanxiu didn't know what to say for a while.

Although I don't understand what kind of past there is between the two, Jiang Wanxiu must be a legend......

One is the world-famous Yunyu trace, a young hero, and the other is a bright girl in the boudoir, with a charming face.

The lovers of the year, but now when they see a person again, they are unrecognizable and have escaped into the empty door, and the face of a person is still the same, but they are the favorite concubines of the king of the enemy country.

The two people were obviously so close, but they were scattered by the torrent of fate, and they each struggled to get ashore, but they were unrecognizable.

Yun Yu's old wounds had not healed, and new injuries were added, and Jiang Wanxiu fell asleep quickly after applying the needle.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Wanxiu was silent and helped Mrs. Qingyu out.

I don't know what mechanism Mrs. Qingyu moved, the secret room was closed, and the magnificent peony screen outlined covered the secret room, and this was still the favorite concubine palace of the six palaces.

As soon as Mrs. Qingyu came out, she seemed to be very tired, her whole body was boneless, she leaned on the chaise longue, put her hands in her sleeves, and closed her eyes slightly, covering all kinds of emotions in Mrs. Qingyu's eyes.

"Liu Xin, clean up the side hall, Miss Jiang is estimated to live for several days."

Jiang Wanxiu hadn't recovered from the shock yet, but she saw Mrs. Qingyu leaning there and lazily commanding.

For the cold deep palace, he naturally thought that he would not wait if he could, Jiang Wanxiu hurriedly said: "Yun Gongzi's injury is no longer worrying about his life, and the internal injury only needs to be slowly recuperated later, I will ask someone to send some pills over, and I can go to the palace to give him an injection every few days." ”

Saying that, looking at the hours outside, I hope to be able to go back before the palace ban.

Liu Xin originally listened to Mrs. Qingyu's words and came in, ready to clean up the side hall and come out, but when she saw Jiang Wanxiu say this, she looked at Mrs. Qingyu hesitantly, but saw Mrs. Qingyu said lazily: "Clean up the side hall...... Miss Jiang is afraid that she will not be able to leave today......"

"Why is that?" Jiang Wanxiu saw that Liu Xin listened to Mrs. Qingyu's instructions and went out to clean up the side hall, and couldn't help blurting out and asking.

At this time, Mrs. Qingyu looked at Jiang Wanxiu with a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth, which was very different from Fang Cai's gaffe, "Before Yu Ji leaves Kyoto safely, you can't take half a step out of Chu Yunyuan." ”