When Ling Yue saw Hu Bao again, he was panting and holding on to the tree in front of Ling's mansion, with a horse next to him that was also panting.

"Hu Bao, aren't you going to Da Zheng?"

Hu Bao wiped his sweat and gasped a few more times.

"Went and came back."

He took out something from his bosom and gave it to her: "The reply of the son." ”

Ling Yue was pleasantly surprised, this kid was really an excellent courier, half as fast as the people he had sent before!

Hu Bao smiled at her high evaluation.

But who can understand the suffering?

The old prince personally gave an order, without any delay, and did not spare his life to complete the task?

He's fine, but he's risking his life, and he's still alive.

But the horses, already exhausted a few to death.

After Ling Yue returned to the room, she opened the letter, and sure enough, she carried a reply letter from Han Qihuai to Old Madam Xue.

Although curious, she didn't dare to peek.

When she opened Han Ming's letter, the familiar handwriting and the care between the lines warmed her heart.

What especially thrilled her was that he agreed that she would be with Ah Yun. But if it was to get married, he suggested a delay of one to two years, and he was not at ease about handing her over to an immature boy.

Coincidentally, Ah Yun is here at this moment.

"Whose letter is smiling so happily?"

There are only a few of her friends, and they don't look up to see each other, and they don't write letters.

"The Son?"

She nodded, folded the letter like a treasure, and was about to put it in a beautiful brocade box for safekeeping, but was snatched by a slender hand.

"I want to see it."

Ah Yun expressed his thoughts bluntly, waiting for her reply.

"It's not written for you, what are you looking at?"

Ah Yun pouted.

When Ling Yue asked Hu Bao to send a letter to Da Zheng, they had already established a relationship, and with the closeness of the brother and sister, he believed that she must have told Han Ming about them.

He especially wanted to know his attitude.

He knew it must have been mentioned in the letter.

Although Ling Yue didn't nod, she didn't refuse. Ah Yun acquiesced, sat beside her and unfolded the letter.

From the beginning to the end, doubts turned to happiness and depression.

"How can I be mentally immature?"

Sullen returned the letter to her, disagreeing with the definition Han Ming had given him.

She smiled and rubbed his hair: "Have a face to ask?" When did you not seek death and life? Sooner or later, your little life will be ruined by yourself! ”

Her accusations made the teenager feel weak.

"Then you hug me once a day, and I won't be cranky when I have a sense of security." He was half joking and half serious, and his bright eyes were still a little pleading.

He has used it a lot, and he is already extremely proficient.

She snorted: "Are you Xiao Hei?" ”

Ah Yun was even more depressed than just now.

Little black and little black, good is not compared, compare him to the little black dog.

It's just an inspiration to use the dog to make her feel distressed, that little beast is actually more favored than him!

He was not reconciled!

Ling Yue deliberately ignored his little emotions and kissed him on his handsome face while he wasn't paying attention.

Ah Yun's heart was flustered, he could feel her sweet breathing, and the eyelashes blinking on his face.

When the hand that had nowhere to put tried to embrace her as she wished, she fled

Ah Yun was stunned there, sweet and speechless.

What she runs, he won't do to her!

tickled others, but he slipped away and did this kind of immoral thing!

But what can be done?

I can't give an opinion, what if she doesn't flirt? It's still him who suffers!

He hoped that one day their positions could be reversed, so that she could also taste this kind of feeling of being unable to ask for it.

But he knows very well that it will not be possible in the short term.

His kung fu is not as good as hers, and if she does it, he can only be at her mercy.

He was not afraid, even expectant, he was hers anyway, and he wished she could do something to him.

But she didn't do anything further than that rainstorm night with a dragonfly on his lips.

Ah Yun couldn't see her clearly.

He knew she liked him, but he didn't seem to like him.

Faint, maybe a little stronger, is also limited.

If you like it to your bones, you like it in your blood, you should be like him, and you can't wait to be with her all the time, including in your dreams.

Almost all of his dreams were her.

What she didn't give him in reality, he got it in his dreams.

How gentle Yue'er is in the dream, so that she won't tease him.

But Yue'er outside the dream is real, and she can let him really perceive it.

Even if he is teased, he likes it, likes it very much.

"Your Highness!"

Bai Yi came out of nowhere, directly interrupting Ah Yun's reverie.

Be a wet blanket!

"What?"

The stiff voice made Bai Yi understand that he had picked the wrong time again, and it was better to cut to the main topic.

"When the minister inspected the palace, he found Chen Wenyu."

Bai Yi looked at Ah Yun expectantly, hoping that he would give him some interaction.

Ah Yun was a little impatient: "Let's talk about the point!" ”

Bai Yi's enthusiasm was in vain, and he felt a kind of sadness that he had made a mistake.

"She gave Xiaohui a hairpin."

Ah Yun was a little familiar with the name.

"Is it the palace maid who accused Xue Tian of molesting Qiu Xin in the first place?"

Bai Yi gave a thumbs up.

"Your Highness has a good memory, it's her! Although the queen mother punished Qiu Xin, after all, both sides insisted on their own words, and the matter was over. The emperor did not snub Qiu Xin, plus her grounding was lifted a few days ago, and the Yilan Hall is still the most lively existence in the harem, which is not many people going to the knot? ”

After that, he sneered: "It's just that I didn't expect it to stammer on the palace maid." ”

Ah Yun also thought it was funny.

"Chen Wenyu sent the hairpin, I think it was Chen Yang's meaning. Old fox, multi-pronged, multi-party collusion! Bai Yi, you let Amon keep an eye on every move of General Weiyuan's mansion, and then try to put this gold leaf under Qiu Xin's nose, and report any reaction to this king. ”

Bai Yi answered "yes", his figure flashed, and the person was gone.

General Wu'an's Mansion.

Old Madam Xue slowly put Han Qihuai's letter on the candle flame and burned it.

A wisp of green smoke, and the letter turned to ashes.

"The prince of Daliang, the son of the family, and the son of the important minister, regardless of the concubine, the living are alive, and the dead are dead."

Xue Zhizhi was anxious, and he couldn't hold back when he heard the truth of his mother, which can be called nonsense.

"Mother, let's stop joking."

Old Madam Xue glared at him: "Who is joking with you?" ”

Isn't this a joke?

Xue Zhi saw that she was angry and stopped talking.

Even if it is the general's powerful side, he can only bow down and listen to the training in front of his mother.

Xue Tian asked, "Grandma, can't it be a commoner's child?" ”

Xue Ping shook his head: "No." If it is in the big week, it should be in the big beam, and it will also choose a famous family with deep roots and loyalty. Oh my God, don't interrupt, listen to grandma. ”

Old Madam Xue looked at Xue Zhi and explained what she had just said.

"Those princes and grandsons, who exist in the world, are alive and well, and have not left Daliang one step. Those who are dead are buried in the ground, not by fraud. ”

As soon as you say that, you can understand everything.

Old Madam Xue's eyes were sharp, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were smiling.

Qi Huai said that there was a palace maid in the Daliang Palace, and she was fortunate to give birth to a prince by Emperor Liang 19 years ago. The little prince is ranked fifth, and it is a single name and a Yang character. ”

Everyone was stunned.

"It's just that the little prince disappeared shortly after he was born. Emperor Liang and the palace maid were just an overnight match, and they didn't have any feelings. He also did not lack a prince, so he did not value that son. After the disappearance of the little prince, Emperor Liang sent people to search for him for a month to no avail. In order to appease the palace maid, she was given the title of Lan Concubine, and no one mentioned the incident of the year again. ”

"Could it be that Mingyi is the little prince?" Ling Yue was stunned and couldn't help blurting out.

(End of chapter)