"Doesn't the princess see the situation clearly?"

Zhou Li didn't hear it, and when he was about to stuff the pill into Zhao Yuanling's mouth, the peach rushed out. "Princess, go! Go out of the Imperial City to find Lord Cao! ”

"Take her down for me!"

"Run, run, princess!"

The cry of the peach sounded in the back, and Zhao Yuanling wiped his tears and ran towards the city gate. But no matter how she slapped, the city gate still stood still.

Above the city gate, listening to the palace maid's ugly curse, Zhou Li's eyes flashed a trace of ruthlessness.

"Poof" the sound of a sword brushing against flesh.

"Princess... Fast... Run ......"

"Peach!"

Zhou Li took back the saber and snorted coldly, "The princess is still persuaded by the minister."

Some, free from the pain of flesh and skin. ”

Zhao Yuanling's gaze met Xiang Tao's dead eyes, the same as his father.

Looking at the guards slowly walking towards her, her clenched hand suddenly loosened, and the fear and panic dissipated in an instant.

"Hahaha......" Zhao Yuanling suddenly laughed, her eyes were very beautiful, but at this time, they became a little hideous and terrifying due to resentment.

"Then use my corpse to write the truth and tell the world!"

———

In the Xuanwu Palace, the imperial doctor was helping An Fengyu to bandage his wounds, and the voice of Zhou Li, the servant of the Criminal Department, came from outside the door.

An Fengyu: "Xuan." ”

"Tell the prince, princess...... Jumped off the wall and fell to his death. ”

For a moment, the hall was silent, dead silent.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

"Thou shalt not be angry!" The doctor hurriedly put the gauze back on.

Zhou Li lowered his head and didn't dare to raise his head, just as he thought he was going to be blamed, but he didn't expect him to just say: "Thick burial." ”

"Thank you, Prince! I will swear allegiance to you in the future! Zhou Li hurriedly kowtowed and thanked him.

Sure enough, only a person with a little affection can be a king of God.

"Prince, Lord Song asks to see."

An Fengyu waved his hand, and the group in the hall retreated.

"Congratulations to the prince, congratulations to the prince!" Before the person arrives, the sound arrives first.

Song Liangyin, the prime minister of the left, walked out from behind the purple bamboo screen, he was full of smiles, looked at the face that was somewhat similar to the emperor, and stepped forward as if he had seen an old man.

Song Liangyin arched his hand, "It's the minister who is late, I didn't expect you to start so quickly, prince." After saying that, he paused, and said with a smile: "No, now that he is the king, forgive the old minister for being stupid, why don't you notify in advance so that the minister can prepare in advance." ”

An Fengyu didn't speak, his hand caressed his chest, not knowing what he was thinking.

Song Liangyin then said: "King Zhao died suddenly, and Princess Yuanling fell downstairs, I am afraid that the right minister's side will make a big fuss in the court, and it is difficult for the people of the world to explain." ”

It is well known that King Zhao suffers from heart disease, although it happened suddenly, he can still fool the past, but he didn't expect this Zhao Yuanling to die. If there is no reasonable explanation, the position of the new emperor may not be stable.

However, this is also something that Song Liangyin likes to see. The little doll should obediently hide in the bed, and he should still be allowed to lead the country.

An Fengyu stood up, his hands behind his back, and his body was cold, "According to Lord Song, how should I explain this?" ”

"According to the old minister, King Zhao died of heart disease, Princess Yuanling was grief-stricken, and finally became ill and followed King Zhao, what do you think?"

Such a statement sounded decent, but Song Liangyin knew that this would definitely not fool those court ministers, and at that time he only needed to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

An Fengyu turned around and stared at him with his eyes, "Does Lord Song think this explanation is reasonable?" ”

He arched his hand, "Naturally, it makes sense." ”

"In my opinion, Lord Song is very old, and he can listen to such a foolish three-year-old child's words, so it is better to tell the old man and return to his hometown in advance."

"It's the old minister who is confused, please forgive King An!" Song Liangyin was shocked into a cold sweat, but he didn't expect that the person who looked gentle and kind on weekdays was a smiling tiger behind his back.

He hurriedly hid his careful thoughts, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to confess, "Lao Chen has been loyal to assist the emperor before, although he is old, but he has been neutral for more than 30 years, and he will definitely assist King An wholeheartedly in the future. ”

"Lord Song, get up." An Fengyu personally helped Song Liangyin up, grabbed his hand and returned to his previous gentle appearance.

"This king naturally knows that Lord Song's heart is towards the people of the world, which is consistent with the king's long-cherished wish, this enthronement will definitely bring some turmoil to the country, and I hope that Lord Song can contribute more to this king and worry about the people of the world."

Song Liangyin flicked his sleeves and replied respectfully: "Thank you King An for your love, this is the matter of the old minister, and the matter of Princess Yuanling ......"

"Why did the princess fall into the city?"

Song Liangyin was stunned, lowered his eyes and arched his hand: "Minister, understand." ”

In the third year of Qingyuan, the new emperor ascended the throne and the world was amnesty.

The courtiers and people at the foot of the imperial city changed the dynasty and turned the world upside down. However, for Linyong Town, which is located on the edge of the border, life is still the same.

“…… This is... Where? Zhao Yuanling asked in a hoarse voice.

She was so angry that her head was still groggy. If memory serves, today is the fifth day she has woken up.

When I woke up for the first time, my soul and body seemed to be pulling at each other, completely out of my control, and when I was in a daze, I only felt that someone was feeding me water.

Until today, when she felt movement next to the bed, she subconsciously moved her fingers, and even the words could come out of her mouth intermittently.

"The minister's rescue is late, and the sin deserves death."

The clear voice made Zhao Yuanling open her eyes suddenly, looking at the familiar face in front of her, she showed hesitation, "Ink guard? ”

"Yes." The man knelt on one knee in front of Zhao Yuanling's window, his head lowered and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Am I alive? Where is this? Zhao Yuanling looked around and found that this was a dilapidated house, and everything around him was so unfamiliar

—Including...... Herself.

"Ahh She was startled when she looked at the human face reflected in the worn bronze mirror.

"Princess, calm down first......"

It turned out that the body of Princess Zhao Yuanling was dead. Now she is possessed by the body of the second daughter of the Zhao family who has just breathed in Linyong Town.

Everything here is so unfamiliar to her, only the guard in front of her is Mo Bai.

Mo Bai is a first-class guard subordinate to Xihe Palace, and often guards her side.

On his birthday, he was sent by himself to the Tianling Pavilion outside the palace to get the red star golden hairpin.

Why is Mobai here? Why did she borrow a corpse to resurrect her soul? How's going in the palace now? There were still all kinds of doubts in her heart, but the more she thought about it, the more her head hurt, so she simply didn't think about it anymore.

"Princess, let's eat something first."

Zhao Yuanling got up and went to bed, and found that a thick layer of plush cushions had been laid under him, which was a little inconsistent with these old and dilapidated houses.

Just as she was about to speak, the familiar feeling of vertigo came back to her.

Mo Bai helped her to the bed and half lay down, "The minister is offended." ”

He personally held a bowl of hot porridge in his palm and fed Zhao Yuanling spoonful by spoonful.

It is the first time for Zhao Yuanling to face Mo Bai at such a close distance, his appearance can be said to be amazing, with a breezy and moonlit temperament, deep and delicate facial features, it can be said that he has a good appearance that makes people lose their minds.

When he didn't speak, the temperament around him was cold, and the cold cold of his dark pupils was amazing, making people dare not look directly.

The appearance is first-class, and the skills are extraordinary. The most special thing is that his sense of smell is different from ordinary people.

It's a pity that the background is not very good. If it were put in the family, I am afraid that this kind of appearance would have been the object of conversation at countless women's tea parties.

Zhao Yuanling's eyes were full of An Fengyu, and now it was the first time he set his eyes on other men. No wonder when she was gossiping with Xiangtao, she always frequently mentioned the ink guards.

Thinking of this, her gaze darkened.

"How's the palace now?"

Mo Bai put the empty bowl aside and knelt on one knee beside the bed, "Princess Hui, now that the new emperor has ascended the throne, the name of Zhao Guoguo remains unchanged, and the world will be amnesty." ”

He paused, "The demon clan sealed in Vermilion Bird Mountain has also been forgiven. ”

Zhao Yuanling's face was a little stunned, and then he trembled with anger, "What about the Wenchen in the court?" Do you let him mess around? ”

Mo Bai shook his head, "This place is far away from the imperial city, and a lot of news can't be found yet." ”

Zhao Yuanling didn't speak, and the tails of his eyes swept down, with a sense of coldness.

There is a Vermilion Bird Terrace in the Vermilion Bird Mountain, which was built by King Zhao's order. The people inside are all extremely vicious demons, all of whom kill innocents indiscriminately and do many evils.

Just let them out, and the world will be in chaos.

Could it be that An Fengyu wants to ruin the world?

She stood up and tried to get out of bed, despite her lethargy.

"This palace is going to enter the palace, and I want to go to Lord Cao."

Cao Zhen was the right minister of the imperial court and a close confidant of King Zhao. She wants to enter the palace and make the truth about King Zhao's murder public.

However, before she could stand up, she was stopped by Mo Bai.

"This place is far from the imperial city, so the princess should take care of her body first."

"When you're well, it's too late!"

Mo Bai said firmly: "Princess, no." ”

Zhao Yuanling didn't listen to the dissuasion, and looked at the man in front of her who insisted on blocking her way, she said angrily: "Presumptuous!" ”

Mo Bai didn't speak, just knelt down on one knee, his pupils were pitch black, and the corners of his slightly drooping mouth were a little sharp.

It was the first time Zhao Yuanling had seen him with such a wild appearance.

An inexplicable sense of powerlessness came to his heart, and his nose was sour, "Have you even rebelled?" ”

"The minister will never betray the princess!" Mo Bai replied sternly.

"Now your body still needs to be conditioned for a while, and this place is a hundred miles away from the imperial city, so you must be fully prepared if you want to go."

His words made Zhao Yuanling wake up like a dream, and now she is no longer the princess of Zhao Guo wrapped in gold and jade. Even her appearance is not herself, if she goes to the imperial city, who will believe her?

After she calmed down, she lowered her eyes and continued to sit on the bed, and after a while, she said with a slight weakness, "You're right. ”

"This matter needs to be considered in the long run, so let the princess rest first."