Back then, she had nowhere to go, and she was taken in by the fourth brother.

Now that the fourth brother is in prison, who should she go to?

The little girl stood beside the stone lion, clutching the hem of her skirt tightly, and her little face was cold.

In fact......

She didn't want to go anywhere.

The only thing she wanted to do was to reopen this prince's mansion and let her husband come back.

She turned her head, ignoring the gazes of everyone staring at her clothes, and headed towards Gu's mansion.

The people of the Gu Mansion knew that she was Jun Tianlan's side, and informed Gu Qinyuan, so they let her in.

The maid of the Gu Mansion was considerate, first took her to change into clean clothes, helped her freshen up, and then led her to see Gu Qinyuan.

After passing through the winding corridor, the maid who led the way stopped outside an octagonal pavilion, bowed on her knees, and said softly: "Miss Shen, the second son is in the pavilion." ”

Shen Miaoyan looked up, and the octagonal pavilion was hung with bamboo curtains, and he couldn't see the scene of meeting in the room.

She walked up the steps, lifted the bamboo curtain, and there was a Taishi chair in it, and the man sitting on the Taishi chair was skinny, and the weather was already a little hot, but he was still wrapped in a cotton cloak.

A bad premonition inexplicably rose in her heart, and she cautiously stepped forward, and after only a glance, she couldn't help but raise her hand to cover her mouth and nose.

The noble son, who used to be handsome, now has deep eye sockets, faint dark blue under his eyes, and his lips are as pale as paper, and he obviously holds a fishing rod, but he seems to be unable to hold it at all.

With trembling hands, she pulled the fish to the surface for him.

The fish leapt out of the sunlight and bring a splash, and the golden scales shimmer with brilliance and dazzling.

She removed the fish from the hook and placed it in a small wooden barrel next to it.

Gu Qinyuan lowered his eyes: "You're finally here." ”

"But I haven't seen him for a few days, how can the second son be so haggard?" Shen Miaoyan whispered, "I remember that when you came back from Weicheng, you were still in good health. ”

Gu Qinyuan smiled at the corner of his lips, motioned for her to help bring the hot tea on the table, took a sip, and said lightly: "It's just two years of life, where can it withstand the fatigue of the carriage and horses, but it's just a strong support." Fortunately, the hearts of the southerners are attached, and it is worth it to lose half of my life. ”

Shen Miaoyan's eyes were dim: "Fourth brother, he ......"

"I know it all. My father and brother are also trying to figure out a way. But in this matter, there are only two people in the DPRK who can help. ”

"Which two?" Shen Miaoyan's eyes lit up.

The summer breeze blew the bamboo curtain, and Gu Qinyuan handed her back the teacup: "One of them is the eldest princess, Jun Ruoxin." In the rebellion of the Five Kings back then, it was she who joined forces with the current emperor to protect him from the throne. Therefore, her influence in the court is extraordinary, that is, when the emperor sees her, he has to respectfully call the emperor's aunt. She has only summoned women to avoid suspicion over the years, and if you go to her, she may be willing to see you. ”

Shen Miaoyan bowed slightly, her stickers these days were the eldest princess's.

Her handwriting is quite similar to that of the eldest princess now, and she can be regarded as a teacher of her, but I don't know if she can use this idea to go to the eldest princess's mansion to see her and beg her to come forward to intercede for the fourth brother?

After thinking about it, she asked again: "Dare to ask the second son, who is the second person?" ”

"The second person is the strategist who lives in Meishan, Master Yanxu. This person is good at strategy, and the emperor has asked him several times to go out of the mountains to rule the country and level the world, but he has been refused. If he can come forward to intercede for his cousin, I think there will be room for things to turn around. ”

Gu Qinyuan's voice was as light as the lotus wind, light and fluttering, as if he couldn't use his strength.

"Then I'll figure it out!"

Shen Miaoyan's face was full of urgency, and he hurriedly ran out of the pavilion.

Gu Qinyuan lowered his head and said something, but he didn't say it.

Even if she can invite the eldest princess, Master Yanxu ......

That's Xue Baozhang's master.

The eldest princess's mansion is located in the outer city, and Shen Miaoyan went around all day before finally finding the eldest princess's mansion.

It is worthy of being a person who can write that good word, as the so-called word is like its person, the atmosphere of this mansion is elegant, beautiful and subtle, which shows what kind of wonderful person the owner of the house is.

She stepped up the steps, took a deep breath, and knocked on the two doors.

Soon, a maid opened a crack in the door from the inside, looked at her, and said politely, "You are Miss Shen, right?" Our eldest princess went to Qingmei Nunnery to discuss with Master Guangjing, and she was not in the house. ”

And when he spoke, he closed the door.

Shen Miaoyan clasped the edge of the door with one hand and said eagerly: "I don't know when the princess will come back?" ”

"It can be as little as a few days, as much as half a month. Girl, please go back! The maid skillfully wrenched her hand away and closed the door.

Shen Miaoyan stood alone under the wind lamp, was silent for a long time, and simply sat down on the threshold.

What went out, it was clearly to coax her.

The eldest princess had expected that she would come to beg her, so she told the maid to say what she had just said.

Otherwise, how can Ren Na maid have eyes, and how can she know her identity?

She sat quietly with her hands on her hands, closing her eyes and recuperating.

In the study room of the eldest princess's mansion, a faint Buddha incense is burning.

A woman in a long satin dress with embroidered marigolds leans on a soft couch and writes, even after decades of hard work, she still looks white and gentle, and her body exudes an increasingly compassionate temperament.

Only the fine lines on her eyes and neck betrayed her age of fifty.

The maid reported what had just happened one by one: "...... Now sit on the threshold and don't go. But look at how squeamish she is, she is probably also a pampered person, and she can't wait for about two hours, and it's time to make Miss lose her temper and leave. ”

Jun Ruoxin's wrist kept moving, the corners of her lips were slightly curled, and her voice was dignified: "Look, what kind of fox charm does she have at the corners of her eyebrows and eyes?" ”

The maid replied honestly: "It looks very innocent, not like a concubine, but like a young lady who has been well raised in the noble scholarly pile." ”

"That's it. does not rely on flattery, but can make Tianlan's child remember that for her, she broke off her marriage with the eldest girl of the Xue family, which shows that she does have something that others do not have. Jun Ruoxin put down Zizhu Yanghao, "Let's watch, she won't leave." ”

The maid looked at her princess's determined appearance, and couldn't help but believe it a little in her heart.

During the night, it rained.

Shen Miaoyan was still sitting on the threshold outside the eldest princess's mansion, the red crepe wind lamp above her head emitted a dim light, she quietly watched the rain being blown by the wind, stretched out her hand, and a few pieces of rain fell on the palm of her hand, cool.

The wind was getting stronger, and she was a little cold, so she wrapped her arms around her arms and shrank into the corner.

I don't know if the fourth brother is doing well in the Zongren Mansion, she is staying here, she has no skills, and she can't send him quilts and clothes, will he be as cold as her?

Can he endure this kind of suffering?

Will he be tortured to extract a confession?

All kinds of thoughts tortured her unspeakably, and it wasn't until the early hours of the morning that she fell asleep.

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