The prodigal girl does not exchange money for 23

As soon as the news came out, the court shook.

Lan Ling had not been on the throne for a long time, the foundation was unstable, and there were not a few people with different intentions.

In a few days, the threshold of King An's Mansion was about to be broken.

They thought they were doing something hidden, but they didn't know that they were all seen by Jinyiwei, and they turned around and told Lan Ling.

"Your Majesty, are we going to make a move?" The commander of the Jinyi guard made a gesture to wipe his neck.

Lan Ling shook his head: "Don't worry, raise again." ”

It's easy to slaughter when you're fattened.

"How's Frost over there? Has anyone been stumbling on her lately? ”

Lan Ling took a sip of the teacup, and the commander smiled: "King Rong said that he couldn't get sick, and he was studying and decorating the house in the mansion." ”

"Oh?" Lan Ling was surprised: "What kind of house to decorate?" ”

The commander brought a pen and paper and drew it for Lan Ling, "King Rong wants to build a bath in the mansion, make a swing, and renovate the main house. ”

Lan Ling looked at it for a while, and sighed with emotion, "What is the love in the world?" It is rare to be able to turn the prodigal girl back, rare, rare. ”

After thinking for a while, Lan Ling felt that the prodigal girl couldn't go back in vain, and she had to support it, so she asked Jinyiwei to secretly send a stack of silver tickets, and the other things were too eye-catching, and the silver tickets were put in her sleeve pocket, safe.

When Jinyiwei went, Lan Shuang was trying the swing, and she sat on it and checked it, and after making sure it was strong enough, she started playing.

"Lord Wang, Lord Zhao of Jinyiwei is here."

Meng Yu led people in, and Lan Shuang raised her eyes to look, "Why are you here?" Does the royal sister have any instructions? ”

Lord Zhao saluted respectfully, took out the silver ticket from his sleeve pocket and presented it with both hands, "I am here to give ...... to the prince on the orders of His Majesty," he paused and said, "Send money." ”

This is really too straightforward, Lan Shuang was stunned for a moment, she looked at the pile of paper in a daze, it was enough to be the thickness of someone's palm, how much does it cost?

"Your Majesty heard that the prince and the prodigal girl have turned back, and he is very pleased, so let the prince continue to work hard and live a good life with Zhengjun."

Lanshuang: "......"

"Thank you for this king, sister Huang." Lan Shuang calmly accepted the money, don't give it for nothing, Lan Ling is not stupid, if the treasury is empty, she will definitely not give her so much, and if she can give it, it shows that she is still very rich, then she is not welcome.

After taking the money, Lan Shuang handed it directly to Meng Yu, "Let's add food to the craftsmen today." ”

Meng Yu was overjoyed: "Thank you, Lord Wang!" ”

Lan Shuang glanced at Lord Zhao and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is right, this is Your Majesty's money." ”

"Yes, yes, my subordinates thank Your Majesty for your reward!"

Lord Zhao nodded with satisfaction, and said to Lan Shuang: "Your Majesty also said that the plan will have results within a month, so let the prince endure it for a while." ”

"Got it, go ahead."

Lan Shuang gave Meng Yu a look, and Meng Yu immediately went to give it away.

With a light tap on her toes, the swing swinged, Lan Shuang's skirt fluttered in the wind, and her mood was light.

888: "The original owner's resentment value is reduced by twenty, and the remaining eighty is eight, congratulations to the host." ”

"The prodigal girl won't change her money when she turns around." Lanshuang Waner.

Lan Ling believed in her change, this is a kind of progress for the original owner, right?

……

Half a month has passed, and the gloomy clouds and mist in Kyoto have overwhelmed people.

Lan Ling hadn't been to court for half a month, the imperial doctor had a sad face all day long, and the lights in the hospital were all night.

At first, Lan Shuang stayed in her own mansion, and later simply moved into the palace to take care of Lan Ling.

In the eyes of outsiders, these changes made Lan Ling feel more and more inadequate.

It's a day, heavy rain.

The corner door of King An's mansion opened, and a man wearing a cloak and a hat hurriedly entered, and followed the little servant into King An's study.

An Wang was standing behind the table and writing with a pen, and the pen was fast, faintly murderous.

When the last stroke fell, she looked up, and there was still a ruthlessness on her face that had not yet had time to rein.

The person who came hurriedly lowered his head and knelt down to salute, "My subordinates have seen the prince." ”

"How?"

The person who came raised his head and looked at King An, his tone was excited, "I heard that the eyeliner of the Tai Hospital said that they have begun to study the medicine of the tiger and wolf in the past few days, and they plan to try it as a dead horse doctor, Lan Ling's life will not be long in coming!" ”

King An's face turned slightly pale, "Really? ”

"It's true, the people in the palace said that Lan Ling's bedroom was surrounded by the Jinyi Guard and the Imperial Forest Army, and only King Rong and the imperial doctor entered and exited all day, and our eyeliner said that we saw King Rong hiding in the corner and crying secretly yesterday."

This time, King An believed it completely, and laughed loudly, "King Rong, that waste can't hide things, knowing that Lan Ling is going to die and his backer is gone, can't he cry in advance?" ”

She rubbed the jade wrench on her thumb and narrowed her eyes, ambition and greed flashing in her eyes.

"Lord Wang, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, right now, the Guardian of the Capital and the Deputy Commander of the Imperial Forest Army have taken refuge in us, we have soldiers in hand, take advantage of Lan Ling's inaction, take the palace in one fell swoop, and regain the throne!"

The subordinate knelt on the ground and his eyes burned, "Lord Wang, without further ado!" If you wait any longer, it is difficult to guarantee that the other princes will not have any other thoughts. ”

These words pierced King An's lungs, King An's hand slowly tightened, smashed his fist on the table, and made up his mind, "Go and call everyone over-"

"Yes!" The subordinate got up and hurried away, and disappeared into the vast rain in an instant.

……

Lan Shuang stood in front of the window, the damp water vapor came to her face, she blinked lightly, stretched out her hand, and after a while, her palm was wet with the rain blowing in.

Meng Yu watched beside her and sighed, "This rain is too big. ”

"It's better to be bigger." Lan Shuang smiled slightly, and with a flip of her wrist, all the water she had managed to save was spilled.

Meng Yu was puzzled: "Why did the prince say this?" ”

Lan Shuang withdrew her hand, Si Pa slowly brushed her fingers, she turned her head to look at Meng Yu, and said meaningfully: "Heavy rain can wash away the filth." ”

There was a sound of hurried footsteps behind her, and Lan Shuang turned her head to see that it was Cui Jing.

Although he had been warned by Lan Ling, Cui Jing's mood was still a little complicated when he saw Lan Shuang.

"Lord Wang, Your Majesty is ready, she asked you to wait in the side hall, it is safer over there."

Lan Shuang glanced past her and looked into the hall, and through a hazy gauze curtain, Lan Ling nodded at her.

Lan Shuang bowed: "Okay." ”

She took Meng Yu to the side hall and began to wait quietly.

Half an hour later, there was a rush of footsteps in the rain, followed by a collision of soldiers.

Lan Shuang narrowed her eyes slightly, smiled and put down the teacup, "It's here." ”

King An led people through the heavy rain, and where he passed, blood flowed all over the ground, and was washed away by the heavy rain.

The brocade guards and the royal forest army guarding outside the dormitory soon fell into disadvantage, and King An was red-eyed and strode into the dormitory with a knife.

The gauze tent in the hall hangs low, and the fragrance is lingering, but it can't hide the bitter taste of the medicine.

Smelling this, King An pursed his lips proudly, "Lan Ling, your cheap life is quite hard." ”

(End of chapter)