Eye?

Wan Yan Jing hurriedly looked at the mirror, except for the redness, there was nothing unusual.

At this time, Gan Tang changed his words again: "Now it's gone, maybe I'm looking away." ”

Huo Xiang in the dream behaved strangely, I don't know what spell was cast on her, I vaguely remember that my eyes were really painful at that time, thinking of this, Wan Yanjing chased after and asked, "What happened to my eyes just now?" ”

"Maybe it's because of the morning light, the princess's eyes will be golden."

Wan Yan sat quietly in front of the mirror for a while, and her cautious eyes were reflected in the mirror, but the mirror was an ordinary mirror, and her eyes did not change again.

"What's the news coming from Fengdu? Is the prince okay? Wan Yan Jing was thoughtful.

"No, do you need to inquire?" Gan Tang replied.

"Go and inquire." As soon as Yan Jing finished speaking, she felt inappropriate, "Forget it, don't go." ”

As the princess of Wuxuan Palace, Wan Yanjing's life is very regular, in the morning there will be a female master to teach her to practice boxing and martial arts, after a nap in the afternoon, she will look at the account books of the palace and the industry outside the palace, summon the steward, there is no account book to read, read some miscellaneous books, and then go to the street to play after dinner.

After Yan Jing had a slight headache on this day, so she didn't go to practice martial arts, and the cherries distributed in the palace arrived, and Gan Tang cleaned two plates and placed them in the Huxin Pavilion with the newly purchased words of Yushi.

In early summer, the lake pavilion is fragrant with birds and flowers, the breeze is refreshing, and the air is slightly moist with water vapor and the fresh smell of grass leaves.

Wan Yanjing curled up in the recliner in the pavilion and ate cherries, looking at the fresh book.

Gan Tang sat on the side and pressed her head, she had followed a female doctor, and her acupuncture points were extremely accurate and her techniques were professional.

Wan Yanjing put down the notebook, comfortable and sleepy, sighing that this is really a fairy-like enjoyment, she closed her eyes and sent a big cherry into her mouth, the big fruit of the first stubble was extremely sweet.

Suddenly, I heard a woman's voice.

"Xiangxiang, how old are you and you still like to eat cherries so much, this is the fruit that has just borne in the garden, how about it, is it delicious to buy outside, or is it delicious to grow in your own orchard?"

Wanyan opened his eyes quietly, but the scenery in front of him was not the view of the lake pavilion in his own house, but it became a strange-style interior.

In front of her was a plain white wooden table, on which was also a plate of cherries.

The woman was about forty years old, very charming, with short curly hair, wearing a white short-sleeved dress, and the dress was a simple style that Wan Yanjing had never seen before.

Where is this?

Wan Yanjing's eyes widened and she looked around, and finally her eyes converged on the beautiful woman in front of her.

With the cherry in her mouth, sweet and sour, she looked into the beautiful woman's loving and smiling eyes, and wanted to ask something, but she couldn't say it.

"Princess, princess!" Gantang's voice went from far to near.

Wan Yanjing opened her eyes again, the white wooden table was gone, and the beautiful woman was gone, she was still lying in the lake pavilion, and in front of her was Gan Tang, who looked worried.

"Why does the princess fall asleep while eating, but don't swallow the nucleus by mistake."

Wan Yan Jing smashed her mouth, spit out the nucleus, sat up and looked left and right.

"What are you looking for, princess?"

Wan Yanjing rubbed her temples and shook her head gently: "I didn't look for anything", but in my heart I was thinking about the scene I dreamed just now.

Xiangxiang, which incense is it? Incense, Township, Xiang...... Or, Xiang?

But Huo Xiang hates eating cherries the most.

Huo Xiang doesn't have any special preferences for diet, just one point, he doesn't eat cherries. His dislike for cherries is known even to the people on the streets of Shangjing.

Wan Yanjing even heard that Huo Xiang would regurgitate and vomit and even fall into a coma when he ate cherries, which was more violent than taking poison.

Scold!

Wan Yanjing threw another cherry into her mouth, how delicious the cherry is, Huo Xiang doesn't eat it, it just so happens that the cherries in the whole house are hers.

Xu is strange dreams and inexplicable hallucinations, Wan Yanjing is a little uncertain no matter what she does that day, although she can't help but not ask, but her intuition tells her that something big seems to happen.

In the evening, Wan Yanjing changed her bedclothes, leaned on the bedside, holding a book of the art of war, absent-mindedly. It's past the time she used to sleep, and she hasn't fallen asleep for a long time, vaguely waiting for something, but she doesn't know what she is waiting for.

"Isn't the princess still sleeping?" Gan Tang asked softly.

Wan Yan Jing was not sleepy, but she didn't seem to have any reason not to sleep and stay up late, so she had to extinguish the candle and put down the military book.

Gan Tang turned off the lights in the outer hall and helped her close the door.

The thin, soft brocade quilt was cool and silky, very comfortable, but it didn't make her sleepy. Wan Yanjing's heart was beating fast, she opened her eyes and counted the small flowers on the bed curtain, turned to the right, and made sure that she didn't want to sleep.

She rolled to the left, and after a half-ring she faintly heard a commotion outside the house.

She flipped back again, and the noise was getting louder, not her auditory hallucinations.

Wan Yan sat up quietly and listened to Gan Tang's hurried footsteps from far to near.

Here it comes!

Gan Tang, who has always been steady, was not very steady, and she hurriedly pushed the door in.

"Princess, there is news from outside, saying that King Xuan's return team will enter Beijing soon."

The city gate is closed at sunset in the capital, and there is no big thing that will not be opened again, Huo Xiang entered Beijing at this time, and the city gate was reopened, which must be a big incident.

Sure enough!

"I heard that someone was plotting against King Xuan, King Xuan was seriously injured, and he was very close to picking up a life and came back, but he was unconscious all the time, only hanging on his breath.

The accompanying military doctor could not be treated, so he hurried back to Beijing with the news.

Just now, the little guy in the house came to convey that the chief Cui and the national teacher in the palace were almost there. ”

"Huo Xiang was secretly seriously injured?" Although Wan Yanjing had already realized it, she still felt ridiculous when this incident really happened, Huo Xiang didn't count that it was good to be able to make other people's bottoms bare, and he could still let others plot?

Her first reaction was that this should not be Huo Xiang's bitter trick, after all, this method was not the first time that the scumbag had used it.

But what is his purpose this time?

Even if the hospital can't see any clues, what about the national teacher?

Is he sure that he is also pretending to be sick in front of the national teacher?

"How is Shi Piansheng, what about Wang Xiaolan?" Wan Yanjing thought a lot for a moment, and said in a deep voice while getting up to change clothes, "Forget it, let's go and see first!" ”

…………

On this day, the moonlight was just right, sprinkled on the bluestone pavement of Xuanwu Street. The time has passed, but the avenue that should have been quiet is particularly lively.

The street lights were not extinguished, and the candles crackled. From time to time, fast horses gallop by.

On both sides of Xuanwu Avenue are the big houses with high gates, the innermost mansion has the largest area, including the Jingyue Lake in the city, the gate of the mansion is carved from pear blossom wood, and the plaque hanging on the door is sprinkled with the four big characters of Wuxuan Wangfu, which is quite magnificent.

Zhang Zhidong, as the steward of the palace, ran back and forth, while appeasing the imperial doctors and Lang Zhong who were forcibly recruited in the middle of the night, and on the other hand, he had to deal with the chief of the Supervision Department and the small servants sent by the neighbors next to him to listen to the news, and he was very busy.

Wan Yanjing was dressed in plain clothes, and waited at the intersection of Xuanwu Avenue with a sad face with a few guards, and ushered in a black heavy armored car pulled by eight divine horses.

The door of the mansion was wide open, and the carriage drove directly to Huo Xiang's main house and bedroom.

Wan Yanjing also followed all the way to the master bedroom of the palace.

She inadvertently raised her head, looked at the chic and wanton handwritten plaque on the door of the main palace "Lin'an Hall", her expression was complicated for a moment, and then she recovered, and took out the princess's posture to order the arrangement.

"Okay, stop here, Huo Shan, Huo Feng, you two don't hurry up and carry the prince down. Steward Zhang, have all the doctors arrived? ”

"Back to the princess, they are all waiting in the side hall."

Although Huo Shan Huo Feng is surnamed Huo, he is the guard in Wan Yan Jing's courtyard, and Steward Zhang looked at Wan Yan Jing, who wanted to be the master of the house, and he was not against it, nor was he support.

The prince and the princess have always been at odds, and the princess will not take advantage of the prince's serious injuries to fall into the well.

Fortunately, Huo Shan Huo Feng stepped forward after listening to the order, but was stopped by the military guards who were driving.

Wan Yanjing looked at the two guards guarding the carriage, they were dressed in black light armor, well-trained, and their eyes at her were like a taste, they were not Huo Xiang's personal soldiers, but the costume of the forbidden army.

Who sent the Praetorian Army? A few names passed by in his heart, Wan Yanjing squinted, and just wanted to scold loudly, but heard the voice of a strange man coming from the carriage.

"Stand down.