"What do you think of this flood?" For the first time, the people behind the tree talked about the affairs of the court like a sacrificial dance.

The sacrificial dancers were a little surprised, they had been tacitly avoiding this topic before.

"This matter has always been handled by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince before, and now it has recurred again, so it may be that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not doing the right thing." Sai Wuqing said her thoughts seriously, since she inadvertently said Sima Yucheng's matter last time, she was a little reluctant to say anything about the royal family. But if the person behind the tree asked, she would only answer.

The person behind the tree Yin Xian didn't expect her to be so bold to say that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was wrong, and asked with a chuckle: "Oh? So what do you think should be done? ”

She had read books about this before, and in the end she still said what she thought, and after she finished speaking, it was just time, and she waited nervously for the person to reply. She also didn't expect that one day she would be nervous about someone who had never even seen his face. She felt a little stunned.

"Go back to sleep. Remember to come early on cloudy days. The man behind the tree didn't expect that the idea of sacrificial dance would be so different, he was silent for a while, thought for a long time before speaking, and then left first.

Listening to the movement behind the tree, she was stunned and went back.

In the past few days, the priest and the person have been talking about the affairs of the court, and they are all government affairs that have not been dealt with during this time. In order to ensure that things can be successful, Sima Liangyi is giving information outside the sacrificial dance every day. The sacrificial dance also thought that it might be that King Yong'an was in trouble and let his son know, and his son wanted to share his worries for him, so he told himself these things every day.

"I didn't expect you to have so many opinions of your own, how nice it would be if you were a man. Then you will be able to share the country's worries in the DPRK. ”

The man behind the tree sighed.

"The rules of all dynasties are set by people, who says that men must be able to go to the court, if the emperor allows him, women can also enter the court as officials. It's just that you always think that women shouldn't show their heads, and they can only teach their husbands and children at home. Let many talented women be wasted like this. "The sacrificial dance is a little indignant.

The man behind the tree didn't squeak, probably thinking seriously about what she said.

It wasn't until the wind picked up that the weather was slightly cooler.

The talent behind the tree said slowly: "Go back, the wind is blowing." ”

After such a peaceful day for more than half a month, Sima Liangyi just asked the sacrificial dance to stand still, and sometimes the sacrificial dance was doubting whether it was true or false.

I really hope that it will continue to be smooth and stable.

The sacrificial dance sighs about this all the time.

"Brother Sima, you ......"

Before he could finish his words, the people behind the tree screamed.

Then a couple of people in nightwear ran over.

The sacrificial dance quickly pulled out the hairpin on his head and waited for me. The long sword and the hairpin collided, and the sacrificial dance was almost scratched in the face. She kicked the man in the back of his leg. Then he also fell, and without blinking, he stabbed the hairpin into his chest.

Sai Wuqing looked at the rest of the people who were still surrounding the person behind the tree, and he didn't have anything in his hand, so he looked at the person in front of him. The sacrificial dance was a little worried, and flew to protect the person behind him. I also thought that in the Praetorian Guard, I could still rely on the royal descendants to enter. Wouldn't this be bitter for his imperial uncle?

In the face of the rest of the people, the sacrifice dance is the same for those people next.

The movement here did not stop, and a crowd of people were provoked at once.

"Weichen is late to save the car, please punish Your Majesty!" One of the guards at his waist led the group to kneel.

Under the light of dozens of lanterns, the festival finally saw who the person on the other side was.

No wonder this voice is so familiar, I see. That night, I thought it was like a royal bloodline. He also said why a Praetorian Guard could not withstand the sword of an assassin.

The dance is full of thoughts.

In his ears was Sima Yucheng's voice: "Deal with this place." You go back first. ”

He said this later to the sacrificial dance.

The next day, the sacrificial dance was called over by Liu Gonggong beside Sima Yucheng.

When he left, Su Qing didn't look at the sacrificial dance.

The sacrificial dance ignored her eyes and followed Gonggong Liu to the Xuanzheng Palace.

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live!" The tone of the sacrificial dance is six points indifferent, three points mockery, and one part of disappointment.

Sima Yucheng also confessed why she was like this.

Sima Yucheng waved his hand, and Gonggong Liu, who was on the side, took out the holy decree and began to read it.

She was stunned until the decree was read, and she didn't pay attention to what was being read.

Gonggong Liu kept congratulating her and urging her: "Lord Sacrifice, lead the decree." ”

The sacrificial dance didn't react for a while, and it was calling itself.

She looked at Sima Yucheng in shock, and finally: "The minister's decree." Long live my emperor, long live, long live. ”

Gonggong Liu looked at Sima Yucheng and saw that he didn't say anything: "Lord Sacrifice, then the slave will lead you to your residence?" ”

Gonggong Liu was actually very surprised by Sima Yucheng's decision, Sima Yucheng suddenly proposed to set up a Water Shadow Pavilion for some reason during this time, and the pavilion master was appointed by himself. The Water Shadow Pavilion is specifically responsible for dealing with some important matters that the emperor has no way to deal with personally. The ministers of the court also disagreed at first, but the emperor insisted on doing so, so there was the Water Shadow Pavilion. To Liu's surprise, the pavilion master chosen by the emperor turned out to be the woman of the Dian Le Division. Gonggong Liu is an old man in the palace, and he has also served by the emperor's side, so he doesn't dare to ask more about his master.

No woman has ever been an official in the court. Gonggong Liu hung his head and didn't look at the sacrificial dance, so he kept bringing her over.

Before going back, Gonggong Liu reminded the priest dance: "Lord Sacrificial, the clothes in the house are what you need to wear every day in the future, remember to wear a mask." In the future, you don't need to go to court, if the emperor has anything, he will directly send someone to inform you. ”

After seeing Gonggong Liu leave, he stayed for a while before he came back to his senses, thinking about how he had become the pavilion master of the Water Shadow Pavilion.

Early the next morning, the festival dance was led by others to the Water Shadow Pavilion. She walked around and noticed a problem.

It seems that there is no one else in the Water Shadow Pavilion except her, so she is a pavilion master with no one, does she take care of herself?

The words in the study were written by Sima Yucheng himself.

The watermark and the moonlight are quiet, and the shadow casts the branches under the ink.

Mizukage Pavilion.

This was the first time they met, and the sacrificial dance sneered, it seemed that she was still too naïve, and she had already known that there was no one to confide in the palace, but she still couldn't help but talk to that person. Now that his identity is discovered, the sacrificial dance feels more of a deception.

The capital is really a heartless place. Even more so inside the palace.

Looking at the words, she had the idea of tearing it apart, but in the end she endured it sensibly.

A slightly different woman in the Water Shadow Pavilion has been following her since she came in, explaining to her the affairs of the Water Shadow Pavilion.

"Pavilion Master, the Water Shadow Pavilion was also established by the emperor during this time, and you are the first Pavilion Master. The emperor instructed that you can recruit talents by yourself. Arlinn doesn't slow down.

"The Holy One gave me an empty shell?" The dance danced in a slightly cold tone.

The sacrificial dance has always been with a mask, and her timbre is slightly cold, especially when she speaks in a cold voice, so that people can't hear that she is a woman at all.

Arlinn straightens her back without a hint of fear: "Pavilion Master, the emperor is worried that no one will obey you when the time comes, so I hope that you will choose the people yourself." He believes in you. ”

The sacrificial dance is no longer heeded.

"If there is anything during this time, it will be passed on by the subordinates." Arlinn doesn't squint.

Dancer stares at Arlinn and asks, "Who are you?" ”

Now everything is different from before, and the festival has to be cautious. I want to take my time to see Arlinn show her feet, but I don't have enough time to ask her directly.

Arlinn looks at her and replies, "I've been loyal to the Pavilion Master for the rest of my life. ”

Arlinn's dark eyes have a charm that makes it seem like they've been sucked in, making the dance believe what she says.

The festival dance's face is unpredictable, and Arlinn doesn't believe it.

She took a few steps back, and her hands began to take off her outer robe, uncovering her clothes.

The festival dance is not in love, so Arlinn thinks she thinks of herself as a man.

Arlinn just pulls her clothes down to her waist and turns away.

Seeing the criss-crossing scars on his back was very shocking. There were whiplashes, knife wounds, and other wounds that I don't know what they left behind. She looked at it, and suddenly her eyes became angry.

Arlinn pulls her clothes back on the moment she opens her mouth.

Sai Wuqing didn't know what to say to comfort her, and maybe she shouldn't say it, after all, she didn't know her well and didn't like to ask about other people's affairs. But the thought of the wound on this girl's back made her heart tremble.

Although the sacrificial dance has also been spent through various training, there is no scar on her body, and she has never been treated like this. Her skin was always as smooth and delicate as silk.

"You're ......" I don't know what to say.

"I'm from the Wen family." Arlinn says generously.

The Wen family.

The sacrificial dance knows that it is the Wen family who was punished by the emperor for the nine clans. At that time, he was branded as a crime of adultery and rebellion with an enemy country, and after being discovered, he was angry with the government and the opposition, and was sentenced to the nine clans.

"I am the concubine of the Wen family, and I have been hiding for many years with a deep hatred of blood and came to the Ning army. I'm the one who was chosen, so you can trust me. Arlinn doesn't really want to talk about it, but says a few very briefly.

The sacrificial dance didn't ask too much: "I'm the emperor's person, if you tell me this, you're not afraid that I will sue the saint?" ”

The words spoken by the priest were very ruthless, but the tone was like stopping water.

Arlinn looks at her and smiles, "You won't, we have the same goal. ”

"And how did you know we had the same goal in the first place?"

Arlinn pulls a letter out of her sleeve and hands it to Dance.

The priest opens the letter, reads it, and then gives it back to Arlinn.

Mai Wu's slender fingers rested on the edge of the mask and opened the mask first.

The eyes without a mask are clearer, and the red lips look delicate under the fair skin.

Arlinn feels a little gentle in those eyes.

"There should be nothing to do during this time, let's deal with these trivial matters in the cabinet first." Arlinn feels that the sound of the dance is more like a woman's voice.

Arlinn nods, "There are enough servants in the Pavilion. ”

The priest put on the mask again and said, "You will serve you in the future." ”

At night, Arlinn stands guard at the door, bathing in the sacrificial dance.

Suddenly, an arrow pierced through the window and stabbed at the priest.

Sai Wuqing raised his hand and grabbed the arrow. Arlinn outside also hears the movement, "Pavilion Master? ”

Sai Wuqing looked at the familiar symbol on the arrow and said comfortingly: "It's okay." ”

It was a letter sent by Sima Liangyi.

Early in the morning, the sacrificial dance was called over by Sima Yucheng.

"Your Majesty, Wechen just has a little bit of his own opinion on the things in the flood, and I'm afraid this matter is not suitable for Wechen to do." The sacrificial dance excused what Sima Yucheng said, and he didn't look at him much.

"Zheng believes in you, if you continue to bury talents in Dianle Division, all this matter must be yours." Sima Yucheng stood next to the sacrifice with a cup of tea.

The person in front of him is the person who chatted with him at night before to relieve his boredom, and now he can't see the shadow of that person at all. It's just an emperor, a ruthless emperor who doesn't take anyone seriously. All he sees is profit.

The sacrificial dance's eyes darkened, and he wanted to continue to excuse himself.

Sima Yucheng said in a tone that could not be ignored: "Lord Sacrifice is the best person to do this. ”

The sacrificial dancer gritted his teeth: "Obey the order." ”

In the car back home, the sacrificial dance combed through the whole thing.

That is, on that day, Sima Yucheng planned to go to see the princess who was close to him being assassinated.

The enemy country has already been defeated, and if the princess of the enemy country makes such a show again, it is easy to say that it is successful, but if it fails, then their country will directly face destruction, and the probability of success in this matter is very low. Why take such a risk. After the princess married, the relationship between the two countries could coexist peacefully for fifty years.

The princess was insane that day, and died in her cell not long after she was caught. And it was hanged. How can a person hang himself when he is already crazy. After Sima Yucheng learned the news, he felt that this matter was boring.

Sima Yucheng planned to ask the sacrificial dance to investigate this matter.

The sacrificial dance felt that it was just that during that time, the two of them talked a lot about the things in the court. In fact, Sima Yucheng had many problems in those things, which were solved one by one, which made Sima Yucheng very optimistic about her. This matter was directly handed over to the sacrificial dance to be secretly investigated.

At first, he thought that Mizukage was a trivial matter like outside the inniss, but now he found out that he was directly pulled into an unfathomable place by Sima Yucheng.

Sai Wuqing pressed his aching head and said to Arlinn, "Go to the National Teacher's Mansion." ”

As soon as the sacrificial dance spirit entered the National Teacher's Mansion, he saw a familiar person - Sima Lanting.

Next to Sima Lanting sat a young man who looked not very old. On the left hand side of the boy there is also a standing Xiao Si.

That Xiao Si kept staring at the young man, with a poisonous light in his eyes, as if he was going to kill someone with his eyes.

"See the prince!" The sacrificial dance brings Arlinn to her knees.

"Get up." Sima Lanting listened to a familiar voice. I took a few more looks at the sacrificial dance. At this moment, he didn't think too much about the sacrifice because he had something.

"We are from Mizukage, and we are here to investigate the cause of the death of Miss Guoshi." The sacrificial dance got up and said.

Sima Lanting frowned when he heard the word Mizukage. How can this matter be found out if it is not white, it needs to be checked by Mizukage. Doesn't it mean that Mizukage doesn't care about this, it's the death of a national teacher, why do you need Mizukage to come forward. It seems that his father really wants to cultivate Mizukage as soon as possible.

However, the person next to Sima Lanting was very excited when he heard this, and asked, "Really?" Do you want to find out the cause of Bai Yi's death? ”

Arlinn sees the dance's impatience and asks him, "Yes, may I ask Childe?" ”

"I'm Bai Zhou." Bai Zhou explained: "It's Bai Yi's brother. ”

Bai Zhou was a little shy, and his voice was a little small and a little gentle when he spoke.

The sacrificial dance quickly thought about who this white boat was.

Bai Zhou, the son of the national teacher. A servant girl has always been unvalued. It is estimated that even the national teacher himself has forgotten that he still has such a son. Judging from the information obtained, Bai Zhou has always been unwelcome. He is the handmaid of the wife of the national teacher, and the design is pregnant with the child of the national teacher.

That handmaid was brought over from home by Mrs. Guoshi, and she couldn't accept it when such a thing happened. was originally a good master and servant, but because of this incident, Mrs. Guoshi began to target the servant. When Bai Zhou was born, he was thrown out of the house. Bai Zhou was very unpopular with the national teacher, but this person was lucky, and was seen by Bai Yi when he was bullied, so Bai Yi came to the rescue. Since then, Bai Yi has protected his brother everywhere.

Bai Yi was conceived by Mrs. Guoshi within two years of Bai Zhou's birth, and the National Teacher's Mansion has always been prosperous for men, and there are no girls, this hard-won daughter is very loved and protected by them. Bai Yi said that he was not allowed to bully Bai Zhou, and those people did not dare to do it again.

However, there are still many things that someone secretly withholds from Baizhou. Bai Zhou is actually almost the year of the weak crown now. Because he often can't eat enough, he only grows a head, and his body looks very thin, and he usually wears thick clothes when Bai Yi is around to not worry Bai Yi.

Under the protection of Bai Yi, Bai Zhouchang was white and clean, at least there was no trace of being beaten where he could see it.

I think Bai Zhou's gentle tone is also because of Bai Yi, otherwise most of the children who grow up like this are gloomy temperament.

"What about the National Teacher?" The sacrificial dance in his mind quickly figured out their relationship.

"My father was too sad because of Bai Yi's sister. After hurting his heart and lungs for a while, he is still lying in bed, and his wife has fainted because of her sister's affairs. Bai Yi explained slowly.

Arlinn hears the question, "Even if that's the case, what about the others." ”

Arlinn asks this because she understands the relationship here in the National Teacher's Mansion.

Bai Zhou lowered his head, didn't dare to look at them, and replied a little stammering: "Brothers, are ...... They all said that they were going to settle accounts with that person, and I was going to go too, but they suspected me and wouldn't let me go, and they called someone to come and watch me. ”

Arlinn looks at the white and pure person in front of her, and what is there to doubt about such a person: "Can you elaborate on this?" ”

Bai Zhou thought for a while and said, "I didn't see it with my own eyes, but when my sister's maid went to her room to call her that day, I found my sister sitting on the bed in a daze. Then in the afternoon they went to the temple outside the city to burn incense. On the way back, he was killed. ”

"Burning incense? Which temple? ”

"It's the Raojun Temple outside the city." Bai Zhou's voice became smaller and quieter as he spoke.

Matsumi and Arlinn look at each other.

Raojun Temple, as the name suggests, is to make a mistake, go to the temple to burn incense and beg to be let go and be forgiven.

"Why did Miss Bai Yi go?" Sima Lanting, who had not spoken all the time, asked.

Rao Jun Temple is a not very good place in Sima Lanting's eyes, he feels that if you do something wrong, you must accept it, and don't always think about others to tolerate your own mistakes.

"Sister, she met Princess Zheng before, and she was there. My sister always felt that she was the only friend that Princess Zheng had made in a foreign country. But Princess Zheng went crazy inexplicably, and then ......" Bai Zhou couldn't bear to continue: "She is always awakened in dreams, she always comes to me to tell me about it during this time, and I have been comforting her." I remember that the night before the accident, my sister said that she was going to the temple to burn incense and ask the master for guidance to keep her safe. I didn't think that she was going to Raojun Temple at first, so I agreed to her, and told her to let her go early, which could highlight her sincerity.

The next day, before dawn, I heard a movement, I was just a concubine who couldn't go in and out of the house at will. At that time, I thought that it was not yet dawn, why was she so impatient, could it be that she was awakened by a nightmare again. It's useless to think so much, I can only wait for her to come back in the house. It wasn't until the evening that the bad news came from her. ”

After Bai Zhou finished speaking, he cried as if he couldn't help it. Then he looked at them embarrassedly.

When a person is crying, don't look at him.

How can such a big person still cry.

I felt a little embarrassed about the dance.

Arlinn clears her throat and asks, "What about her body?" ”

Bai Zhou raised his head suddenly when he heard this, his eyes dodging and reluctant to speak.

The sacrificial dance was not too reluctant: "What about your brother and the person they are going to find." What does it have to do with your sister? Why go to him to settle accounts? He and Zheng ...... Is the princess also related? ”

It's the first time I've known the name of this princess, and it's a little uncomfortable to say.

Bai Zhou Yin Xian didn't know how to answer these series of questions, maybe he was not prepared to be asked like this. His face turned white and he quietly looked at the sacrificial dance in front of him.

Sacrificial dance and his matter, from his eyes, sacrificial dance love learned that this matter may not be so simple. She's about to leave with someone. Sima Lanting watched the sacrificial dance leave, and raised his eyebrows.

"Lord, I'm ...... I just don't know...... I just don't know...... How should these questions be answered by the cabinet master? Bai Zhou was at a loss, looking at Sima Lanting with blank eyes, hoping that he could understand him. And the superfluous explanation: "I really don't know the answer." ”

Sima Lanting was silent, and he looked at him deeply.

"Lord Wang!" Bai Zhou shouted.

"What do you think about this?" I asked in the car.

"This matter is not trivial, and the prince is also there, I think what Bai Zhou said is vague and a little unbelievable." Arlinn thinks for a moment, analyzing.

Sai Wuqing was a little speechless about her nonsense, and simply closed her eyes and didn't speak.