Zongren's Mansion, a deserted courtyard somewhere.

Under the eaves is a large sour jujube wood chair with faded paint, on which a man in an ink-colored brocade robe sits upright, quietly listening to the rain falling over the courtyard.

The ruined palace lamps under the eaves faintly illuminate the knee-high grass in the courtyard, which grew from the cracks in the floor tiles, and although delicate and weak, after so many years of hard work, finally drilled countless cracks in those hard floor tiles, so as to gain more room to grow.

The delicate wild grass, with its vigorous vitality, can also overcome the obstruction of the floor tiles, drill out of the ground, see the sunshine, see the rain and dew.

He stretched out his hand to catch the cold rain, and his phoenix eyes were dim in the light and shadow.

The palace lamp flickered, making his countenance light and dark.

From the moment he was imprisoned in this compound, he wondered, where the hell did he lose?

Now there are not a few people in the court who support him, and if it comes to foreign aid, the southern people of the entire Great Zhou are on his side, which is enough to compete with Jun Shuying's grassland.

The slender eyelashes covered the sarcasm in his eyes, and the hand he put on his lap couldn't help but tighten, was that the person?

He lost from the start, lost in that person's attitude.

He is the emperor, he has run the court for many years, and he even gambled his life to help his favorite son.

And where is he in time, where is he his father's opponent?

Even if the enemy can get over it, can he do it?

Can he be ruthless enough to attack his biological father?!

Soft-hearted, this is really not a good thing.

The man sneered as he picked up the bottle at his feet and poured it into his mouth.

At the bottom of the stairs were broken empty bottles, which showed how much alcohol he had drunk since he was locked in.

The courtyard door opened with a "squeak", and Wang De, the chief eunuch of the Zongren Mansion, led the two little eunuchs in, and smiled: "Yo, Your Highness is so interested, this miserable and bitter rain has actually drunk again!" The servant was afraid that His Highness would not have enough wine, so he sent His Highness more than a dozen bottles of good wine in, and His Highness tried it. ”

Saying that, the two little eunuchs put the bamboo basket under the eaves, Wang De shook off the dust, and said with a smile: "It's bitter here, His Royal Highness is the emperor's flesh and blood, and the emperor also feels sorry for His Highness!" No, not only did the servants be allowed to send wine to His Highness, but he also specially sent two beauties to take care of His Highness. ”

When the words landed, two fair beauties with umbrellas stepped into the courtyard together, and their voices were like yellow warblers coming out of the valley: "The slave maid has seen His Highness." ”

Wang De secretly looked at Jun Tianlan's complexion, saw that he was expressionless, and did not say that he wanted to drive people away, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and went to Qianyuan Palace to resume his life after saying goodbye.

The door to the courtyard was locked again.

The two beauties glanced at each other, stepped forward, one holding a cup, the other pouring wine, and whispered softly: "Your Highness drank this bottle, and then went into the house to rest, right?" Slaves and maids waited for His Highness to go to bed. ”

Jun Tianlan stared at the wine cup they handed over, and the sarcasm in his eyes was even worse.

If ordinary people are imprisoned here, they will inevitably indulge in wine in order to forget the pain.

For a long time, the body is hollowed out by the wine, and the fighting spirit is completely lost, so if you release it again, it will also be a fish on the board, and you can be slashed.

The one in Qianyuan Palace specially prepared a beautiful wine and beauty for him, and it was spread out that outsiders only said that the emperor still gave such treatment to his son who had a rebellious heart, which was really merciful.

But who knows, he actually has such a ruthless mind?

"Your Highness?" Seeing that he didn't move, the two beauties couldn't help but move closer to him.

In the faint light of the red palace that was clearly extinguished, Jun Tianlan hooked the corners of his lips: "That person asked you to come over and serve the palace?" ”

The two glanced at each other, covered the calculation in their eyes with their eyelashes, and nodded with a smile: "Exactly!" ”

As he spoke, he reached out at the same time, trying to touch Jun Tianlan's clothes.

But before they could touch it, Jun Tianlan held the necks of the two of them lightly with both palms.

The strange sound of bones shattering sounded in the wind and rain.

He let go of his hand, and the two women were still smiling, but their heads were twisted into an incredible arc, and they lay on the ground, unable to stand up again.

He got up, washed his hands with wine in disgust, and turned and went into the house.

The next day, the sky cleared.

Shen Miaoyan rubbed his eyes, looked back at the still closed door of the mansion, then got up and moved, leaned on the door, his cheek was against the Zhu Gate, and boredly took his fingers around the bronze knocker.

After a while, she began to knock on the knocker with a "bang".

The maid opened the door and saw that it was her again, so she couldn't help frowning: "Why don't you leave?!" ”

"This aunt, the eldest princess is back?" Shen Miaoyan probed his brain towards the mansion.

The maid was annoyed with her and pushed her away: "Go and go, I said that our princess will only come back in ten days and a half months!" Come back later! ”

"But—"

Before Shen Miao finished speaking, the man closed the door of the mansion.

The little girl hesitated for a moment, looked around, and felt that she could no longer sit still like this.

Sunset and moonrise.

Shen Miaoyan rolled up her sleeves and walked around outside the eldest princess's mansion, and finally caught a flaw under the backyard wall: after the grass and trees were covered, there was a dog hole under the wall, which was probably forgotten, and the grass grew so tall that it hadn't been blocked.

She sat down on her knees, pulled the grass off, and carefully slipped in.

In the dormitory, the big maid served Jun Ruoxin to go to bed, and said with a smile: "The princess is the wrong person this time, that Miss Shen, she left the mansion when it was dark, and I thought I was looking for another way." ”

"She's gone?" Jun Ruoxin, dressed in a white silk shirt and wide-legged pants with embroidered hu-blue trim, asked in surprise while lifting the futon and getting into bed.

"Yes."

Jun Ruoxin raised her eyebrows under the lamp, and then smiled: "That's it, the affairs of the government and the opposition, this palace should not interfere." ”

She lay down, and the maid had just put out a light for her, when suddenly there was a noise outside: "Who is there!" Come out! ”

The maids guarding outside shouted together, Jun Ruoxin turned her head to look out of the door, and heard a Qingyue voice shouting in it: "Eldest princess, the maiden has something important to inform the princess!" If the princess doesn't let the folk girl in, Da Zhou will be in danger! ”

The maid who was extinguishing the lights was stunned, and Jun Ruoxin smiled on the bed: "Look, it's obvious that I'm here to beg for help, but I said that Da Zhou is in danger." gave birth to such a sharp mouth, no wonder the nephew in the palace likes her. ”

"That'...... Does the princess see or not? The maid asked.

"Ask her to come in. Such an interesting girl is rare in the capital of the pickaxe. ”

When Shen Miaoyan was let in, she was full of embarrassment, but she "poofed", and simply knelt down towards Jun Ruoxin: "The eldest princess is above, and the maid is a maid in the prince's mansion. ”

As she spoke, she quietly took her afterglow to look at Jun Ruoxin, and saw that she was born kindly, and she felt a little more sure in her heart.

"Yuming is a person from the palace, you have something to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it."

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