Chapter 12: Volt
"It's not this palace that caused you to lose the throne, this palace is a weak woman, and the affairs of the court are not something that this palace can interfere in."
She tried to rip his hand away, but he grabbed her closer.
The bodies of the two were almost together.
"Childe, you still don't make a move?"
Pei Xiao saw that his master's face was cold and frightening, he pursed his lips, he was red and red-eared when he saw it himself, he didn't want to look at it anymore, he was good, he could be calm and calm as if watching a play.
He didn't say anything, Pei Xiao had to turn around by himself.
"Niangniang doesn't have to do futile things anymore, wait until she marries this king and then explain slowly. Today's spring is beautiful, it is better to let this king test it a priori..."
Murong Ye clenched her waist and leaned down.
"Let go of Hongu!"
Ling Wanwan stubbornly resisted.
"It turns out that the fourth prince is here, but this gentleman is easy to find."
Suddenly, he heard a voice behind him, and Murong Ye was startled to let go of his hand.
Ling Wanwan was like a frightened rabbit, and ran behind Zhao Huaiyi in a panic.
Zhao Huaiyi put one hand behind his back, held her cold little hand, and hid it in the wide sleeve.
Seeing the visitor, Murong Ye settled down and asked him as if nothing had happened: "What is the matter with Chonghua Jun looking for this king?" ”
"Your Majesty, please."
He seemed to be smiling, and his eyes were cold.
"Then I will be tired of Huajun to send the concubine back to the dormitory for the king, and in two days she will be the king's side blessing, and the king can take pity on it."
Murong Ye smiled, and after staring at Ling Wanwan with phoenix eyes for a while, Fang flicked his sleeves and left.
When people walked away, Ling Wanwan wanted to withdraw the hand that was clenched by Zhao Huaiyi, but he pulled him into his arms and said coldly: "Benjun still has to escort Niangniang back to the dormitory, what is Niangniang anxious about?" ”
Ling Wanwan's eyes suddenly darkened, and the two of them just hid their sleeves and returned to Changle Hall holding hands.
"Will you help me?"
The moment the door of the hall was closed by him, Ling Wanwan immediately asked him.
In response to her, he poured down his kiss like a storm, and on her thin lips, the scars of her bite had not yet healed.
After a moment, he stopped.
He told her: "There will be news about the resignation soon, and don't make any more claims to beg others in the future." ”
Ling Wanwan's hair was slightly messy, and he wanted to thank him but felt unnecessary, and watched him push open the door of the hall and leave.
Sure enough, this time Zhao Huaiyi didn't lie to her, when the sunset shone on the eaves of the palace, Su Yunqing came over and took away the big red wedding dress and tiara she had brought with her.
"Niangniang and the prince's relatives and courtiers have retired from the house, and Niangniang doesn't have to remarry."
Su Yunqing committed himself to leaving such a sentence and left in a hurry.
"Niangniang, can we leave the palace in this way?"
Chunying was very happy, and no one dared to stop them if they wanted to leave the palace after the family affairs were withdrawn.
"Well, pack up your things and go home tomorrow."
Ling Wanwan put away her doubtful thoughts, thinking about leaving the palace first.
Chunying was in a hurry to pack up her things, and at dawn the next day, the master and servant hurriedly left the palace.
"Wan'er, it's good if you come back, it's good if you come back..."Ling Tianchao and Zhang's eyes were full of guilt.
"Dad didn't want to agree to this family business, but the fourth prince threatened the careers of your three elder brothers..."
Ling Tianchao explained to her.
Since ancient times, the boys in the family have been ranked first, and Ling Wanwan knew that it was useless to blame him, so she excused herself: "Daddy, my daughter is tired and wants to go back to the room to rest." ”
"Oh, yes, you go back and rest."
They gave way to her, and Ling Wanwan saluted and stepped back.
She hadn't slept well for several days, and she slept very deeply at home this night.
When I woke up, I heard footsteps outside.
Ling Wanwan looked towards the door, only to see a mighty man wearing a pair of cloud-patterned military boots and a gold-thorned black robe walking in.
Zhang Nianqi followed behind him with a waist knife in his hand.
Ling Jinxiao excitedly hugged her into her arms and said with relief: "Sister! Seeing that you are safe and sound, the eldest brother is relieved. ”
"Big brother."
Ling Wanwan screamed in a trance and poured him tea.
"Fortunately, the evidence of treason against the enemy frightened the fourth prince, otherwise the eldest brother really didn't know what to do. received the news that you were unwilling to marry the fourth prince, which really made the eldest brother anxious. ”
Ling Jinxiao was impatient, and after drinking a cup of tea to quench his thirst, the words kept gushing out.
"When did I send you a message?"
Ling Wanwan asked him suspiciously.
"You haven't sent me a message?" Ling Jinxiao was also at a loss, he patted his head and said, "Then there is a noble person to help you." ”
He condensed his heart and told her: "The day before the fourth prince left his family, I received the news of your unwillingness to marry and the evidence of the fourth prince's treason against the enemy. The person who pretended to be you to send me a letter asked me to use those incriminating evidence to negotiate with the fourth prince, saying that he would definitely withdraw from the relationship with you, and it worked. ”
Ling Wanwan instantly thought of Zhao Huaiyi, only he had the means to get evidence of Murong Ye's treason. Ling Jinxiao was working in the military department, so he could hand over the evidence of the crime to him.
"It doesn't matter who he is, as long as you're okay."
Ling Jinxiao's words and deeds were uninhibited, looking at her as a city house, she went back to her yard with peace of mind when she saw that she had nothing to do.
After nightfall, Ling Wanwan dressed as a man and quietly went out from the backyard to get into the carriage.
"Miss, where are we going?"
After leaving the palace, you can no longer call her Niangniang.
"Go to Zhao's house."
She spoke slowly.
"Ah, you're going to find... Chonghua-kun? At the mention of that person, Chun Ying was afraid.
She nodded, and the faint reflection of the candlelight in the carriage jumped on the wall of the car, lining her eyes.
The carriage slowly came all the way to the gate of the Zhao family's mansion.