Yingluo worriedly fed the eldest princess medicine.

Jiang Fuguang wanted to come by himself, but his body was soft, and he couldn't use half of his strength, so he had to feed her by Yingluo, and he didn't know if he had let go of andrographis, and a burst of bitterness seemed to penetrate his heart.

She didn't think that before entering the palace yesterday, Ji Ruxuan was like this, feeding her a bowl of astragalus and four red porridge, and the faint sweet date honey spread into her heart, and she felt sweet in her heart.

A bowl of medicine has finally bottomed out.

Jiang Fuguang asked again: "Has the Hangzhou County report entered Beijing?" Has the heavy rain stopped in Xin'an County, how much has the tide risen in Huigang? ”

Yingluo's eyes couldn't help but get wet: "Your illness even Your Majesty was alarmed, Your Majesty asked you to take care of your body carefully, and you didn't even send it to the Eldest Princess's Mansion today." ”

"That's right," Jiang Fuguang was stunned, "You go out and inquire about the truth of the report in Hangzhou County." ”

"Eldest princess," Yingluo raised her voice, "the illness comes like a mountain, the illness goes like a thread, you can't work anymore." ”

Jiang Fuguang leaned on the soft pillow and didn't speak for a long time.

"By the way," her voice ached, and as soon as she spoke, she felt uncomfortable, "what about the hosta?" ”

"What hosta?" Yingluo was stunned for a while, and suddenly reacted, the phoenix hosta that the eldest princess had been holding in her hand yesterday had been broken into two.

Ji Gongzi sent it.

"That phoenix blood jade phoenix hairpin," Jiang Fuguang was a little anxious, and got up from the soft pillow: "I remember, I kept it in my hand yesterday, did it fall somewhere?" ”

Yingluo pursed the corners of her mouth, took a palm-sized box from the eldest princess's pillow, and handed it to her silently.

Jiang Fuguang hurriedly took the box, opened the lock plate, and when she saw the hosta lying inside, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, with a smile on her face, and then, she looked at the hosta that was broken in two, and was speechless.

"Don't be sad, eldest princess," Yingluo said softly, "There are craftsmen in the inner court who can restore the hosta as before. ”

On the incense table next to the bed, there was a fragrant and damp incense, and the tobacco curled up, blurring her eyes, and she thought in a trance that when the hairpin was broken and the jade was broken, the 'clang' sound was slight, as if it was broken on her heart.

Long!

"No," Jiang Fuguang put the box on and handed it to Yingluo, "The broken hosta is unlucky, and it won't help to repair it, take it to the inner court and make a bracelet, and engrave the phoenix pattern on the beads." ”

Yingluo bowed her head.

At this time, Onyx walked into the house and presented a thick letter: "Eldest princess, it is a letter sent by someone from Beiyuan." ”

She looked at the letter in a daze, and after a long time, she reached out and took it, using the largest envelope, a thick and heavy one.

"Stand down, all of you!"

Yingluo hesitated.

"Stand down!" She accentuated her tone.

Yingluo then bent down and exited the room.

The room was quiet again, Jiang Fuguang looked out the window, the sky was dark, and it was still raining, and the rain fell on the leaves, making a crackling sound.

She had a strong instinct that she shouldn't have opened the letter.

Ji Ruxuan must be playing some tricks again.

Let her soften her heart.

She hesitated for a long time, and slowly opened the envelope, which was a thick stack inside, which turned out to be the letters and details of the correspondence between Cheng'an Hou and Ji Ruxuan.

Jiang Fuguang buzzed in his head, as if he was on the head.

What a big defeat of the Northern Dynasty is just an outright trading scam.

She still remembers that last year when the two dynasties were at war between the north and the south, and the war reports from the north were sent to Beijing one after another, she would take the death list every time and read it over and over again, as if she wanted to engrave the names of these loyal martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the country into her mind, and then she would urge the military department to pay the pension to their families as soon as possible.

even once confronted the military department for this reason.

But now, someone told her that the so-called war in the north was just a vain attempt by Cheng'an Hou to completely suppress the Taiwei Mansion and achieve the goal of establishing a prince through a victory for his own selfish desires.

This battle could have been left unfought.

Those soldiers who died on the battlefield in the north and sacrificed their lives for the country did not have to die.

Did they die for the sake of righteousness?

Or is it for the sake of the selfish ambitions of some people?

Jiang Fuguang was covered in a chill, cold to his fingertips.

"Ahh With a wave of her hand, she waved the cup on the small table next to the couch to the ground, and the cup fell to the ground, and the anger in her heart was still gone, an abnormal flush appeared on her pale face, and her chest couldn't help but rise and fall.

"Eldest Princess."

Yingluo, who was guarding the outside, hurriedly entered the house, and saw the eldest princess leaning on the pillow, panting for breath.

"Help Gu up," Jiang Fuguang was still sick, this anger came down, his strength seemed to be drained, and his hands and feet were sore, "Lone wants to enter the palace to face the saint." ”

"Eldest Princess!" Yingluo was really worried.

Jiang Fuguang propped himself up and was about to stay.

Seeing that her face turned from red to white, and she was bleak, Yingluo trembled her lips, and she couldn't say anything more about persuasion, so she hurriedly stepped forward to help her.

As soon as his feet hit the ground, he stepped on the Shuihe jade mat under the bed, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet, along his calves, to his brain.

She suddenly came to her senses.

"You get out!" Jiang Fuguang sat back on the bed.

"Eldest princess," Yingluo saw that her face was really bleak and terrifying, and she was really uneasy, "but what is wrong with her body?" The female medical officer was still in the house, and the slave maid invited her over. ”

"No need," Jiang Fuguang slowly leaned into the pillow, "I want to be alone." ”

Yingluo had no choice but to leave.

Jiang Fuguang looked down at the letter in her hand, she couldn't wait to enter the palace immediately, present these evidences to her father, and let her father know the true face of Cheng'anhou's selfishness and hypocrisy.

But!

These letters are all from the Northern Dynasty, how should she explain the origin of these letters?

And how do you explain how you got this evidence?

In the entire Southern Dynasty, the only person who could possibly come up with these evidences was Ji Ruxuan, who was sent from the Northern Dynasty to the Southern Dynasty as a proton.

Ji Ruxuan has always been good friends with her, and it is difficult not to doubt it.

Once this matter is exposed, the king of a country will be fooled, played, deceived and deceived like this, how will his father spare him?!

After calming down, Jiang Fuguang was stunned for a while.

This is about Ji Ruxuan's multiple-choice question for her.

When Ji Ruxuan handed over the letter to her, he also put his life in her hands in disguise.

Whether he was dead or alive was all in her thoughts.

"Crazy, what a madman." Jiang Fuguang's throat was sour, and his heart was panicked, "Don't you know?" Collaborating with the enemy and treason is a more serious crime than rebellion, it is to connect the nine clans, as long as I hand over these evidence, I can uproot the Cheng'an Hou family, Jiang Jingzhang will not be able to turn over at all, I don't have to worry anymore, the Qi family will follow in the footsteps of the Yu family. ”

It's something she ever dreamed of doing.

Now that the opportunity was in front of her, she hesitated and hesitated.

It shouldn't be like this.

She is the most noble princess of the Southern Dynasty, she should inherit her name and take her responsibility, and her family and country will always be her unswerving choice.

She can't be soft-hearted, can't!

Jiang Fuguang trembled all over, and kept convincing himself in the bottom of his heart......

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