In the Zengcheng Palace, Concubine Shu was so anxious that she didn't eat for a day, and Xiao Yun stood down without saying a word.

"Ah Heng is not sensible, Yun'er, you are also messing around with him?" Concubine Shu frowned, "Pinglin Yuan infiltrated the assassins, and both of them were injured, what a big deal is this, why don't you tell me?" ”

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Xiao Wei did not come to attend the harem family banquet, Xiao Yun explained that he was busy running errands outside, and Concubine Shu didn't ask much. If it weren't for the imperial doctor's words, Concubine Shu wouldn't have known that Xie Wuyi had a high fever for three or four days.

Xiao Yun lowered her head, she had visited King Yan's Mansion the day before yesterday, Xie Wuyi had been in a coma for several days, it stands to reason that the injury she suffered in Pinglin Yuan should not be so serious suddenly. Xiao Yun looked at the wound and asked Feng Da only to learn that Xie Wuyi had something to do with the fire in Wanchun Tower. She made a quick decision, and after coming out of the palace, she asked Jingzhao Yin's Mansion to determine the accident as an accident.

It is useless to talk about these things, Xiao Yun admitted his mistakes as well, "What the mother taught me is that it is all the fault of the sons." ”

Concubine Shu sighed, walked down and held Xiao Yun's hand, "Yun'er, I don't blame you...... Well, how about the princess? ”

The mother concubine also knew that she was not in good health, and she only lived until now thanks to the blessing of Wu Jin. This time, I suffered a little skin injury, and it will inevitably take a little trouble to recover. ”

Xiao Yun's explanation was not leaky, and the sorrow on Concubine Shu's face gradually faded, and she asked again, "What about Ah Heng?" ”

After Xie Wuyi vomited blood and fainted, Xiao Weiyi took care of her incomprehensibly, and she didn't close her eyes much these days, and she didn't talk to others. Everyone dissuaded him to no avail, if Xiao Yun hadn't forced him to sleep on the couch for two hours with a sword, I'm afraid that Xie Wuyi would have gone to explore Huangquan Road for her before he woke up.

Xiao Yun's face remained unchanged, and he smiled gently: "The mother concubine still doesn't know the temperament of the sixth brother? He was worried that the princess was not fake, how could he treat himself badly? When Erchen went to see it, he also told Erchen that when the princess woke up, she would definitely enter the palace to make up a family banquet for her mother. ”

Xiao Wei and Xiao Yun have quarreled since childhood, but their relationship has never changed. Hearing Xiao Yun's words, Concubine Shu finally put her mind at ease, and couldn't help but pull her to talk fiercely, and finally let her take away a large bag of supplements.

The sun rose in the east and set in the west, and Xiao Wei guarded Xie Wuyi for a whole day. Hua Feidu never left an inch, and never gave him a good look.

Xiao Wei couldn't blame Hua Feidu, he knew the cause of Xie Wuyi very well.

The shoulder injury is not enough to worry about, and Fan Lanshu's betrayal is not unacceptable, but the stimulation of burning Wanchun Tower is too great for her.

Who is Xie Wuyi?

At the age of eight, Hou Fu went to the tree, walked out of Zeyang at the age of nine, and traveled all over the world at the age of sixteen. She looked cold and distant, but the scale in her heart stood there steadily, never wavering. Fan Lanshu pulled more than 30 people to accompany her for the funeral, just like the emperor ordered 300 soldiers to transport grain to accompany Xiao Yao to the funeral, how could a person like Xie Wuyi, who was as bright as the moon, tolerate the blood of innocents on his hands?

And in the final analysis, it was his fault for this matter, and it was his mistake in his mind that caused such a result.

He hurt her again and again, and in front of Hua Feidu, he didn't even have the qualifications to call her name.

Xiao Wei looked at Xie Wuyi's pale and chapped lips and the fine sweat on his forehead, distressed and at a loss. When will she wake up?

As long as she can wake up, he can tell her everything and never lie to her again.

It was twilight again, and Cheng walked in quietly.

"Your Highness."

"Get out." Xiao Wei endured the dizziness and spoke coldly.

Cheng Yi got closer and said in Xiao Wei's ear: "Your Highness, is it...... News over there. ”

Xiao Wei was shocked and stood up suddenly. There was a burst of darkness in front of him, and he barely stood still after helping him out. Xiao Wei nodded slightly to Hua Feidu, "Mrs. Hua, this king will go out first." ”

Hua Feidu didn't want to deal with Xiao Wei at all, she changed the handkerchief on Xie Wuyi's forehead, and went out first with a basin of water.

After everyone left, Xie Wuyi's eyelashes fluttered, and he turned over and sat up.

The whole person was like stepping on cotton, and she didn't know how long she had been asleep. Xie Wuyi endured his dizziness and got out of bed softly, his ears pressed against the wall.

Outside, Cheng Yi was reporting to Xiao Wei, only to hear Xiao Wei say very firmly: "...... No, it must not fall into his hands again! ”

"But the princess ...... over there," Cheng Yi seemed to hesitate.

"Xiaoyi's king can explain that she should have nothing to do with them, but this king misunderstood." Xiao Wei said again, "It's a big deal to do it directly, grab people and hide them in the mansion." This king wants to see that his father is still alive, who dares to be disrespectful to this king! ”

Who does she have nothing to do with whom? What did he misunderstand?

Not long after he woke up, Xie Wuyi was dizzy, and he couldn't understand the conversation between the two with just a few words.

After a period of silence, Cheng Yi continued to report: "My subordinates heard that Lord He Maoliang was overjoyed a few days ago, and he set up a flowing water banquet for seven days, and everyone in the court and China will pass. ”

He Maoliang?

Xie Wuyi's heart moved, and he remembered in a trance that before he fainted, Hua Feidu had said that He Maoliang had bought a Zhuangzi from Chu Han. She couldn't help but hold her breath and pressed her ears tighter.

"An old man who is nearly half a hundred years old, this kind of thing also needs to be done by this king?" Xiao Wei sneered, and suddenly he seemed to think of something, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is he setting up the table?" ”

"Dongxiu Street is lying in Xuezhuang, and my subordinates know that His Royal Highness the King of Chu will also go tonight."

Dongxiu Street!

Isn't this the place that caught Hana's attention?

Xie Wuyi's heart was pounding, robbing people, He Maoliang, Dongxiu Street, there must be something related to this. Hearing Xiao Wei's footsteps getting closer and closer, Xie Wuyi didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly lay back on the bed and covered the quilt, pretending to be asleep.

Xiao Wei stopped beside the bed, as if he wanted to touch her face. The shadow approached and walked farther away, repeating itself several times.

"Xiaoyi, are you awake?"

Xie Wuyi did not answer.

I only heard Xiao Wei sigh softly, and there was a trace of undisguised pleading in his tone, "Xiaoyi, can you wake up quickly, I still want to surprise you at night......"

Xiao Wei kept standing in front of him, Xie Wuyi thought that he had seen through his disguise, and was thinking about how to explain, but Xiao Wei turned around and left.

What did he just say?

Surprise?

According to Zeyang's current situation, it would be good not to add a fright, so why surprise?

Xie Wuyi quickly went through Xiao Wei's words from beginning to end, and suddenly turned her head, her gaze fell on the thread of Mrs. Fan's golden hairpin. Between the lightning and the fire, several waves suddenly churned in Xie Wuyi's mind.

Fan Lanshu said that her mother was a native of Zeyang;

Ah Nian said that the hairpin was Mrs. Fan's dowry;

Hua Feidu said that the thread is a common decorative pattern in Hezhou in the west;

Xiao Wei said that he wanted to snatch people to the palace and surprise her......

This liar!

Xie Wuyi suddenly figured out the cause and effect, she lifted the quilt and got out of her night clothes and dressed neatly.

The door panel moved slightly, and Hua Feidu just came back with hot water. When she saw Xie Wuyi, who was dressed in black, she couldn't help but be stunned.

"Girl—"

Xie Wuyi immediately made a silent gesture, leaned over to Hua Feidu's side and said, "Someone has moved in Woxue Village on Dongxiu Street, this is our only chance, I have to go and see." ”

Her face was pale, and the sickly flush on her cheeks had not yet dissipated, and Hua Feidu was not at ease at all. Just as he was about to stop it, he heard Xie Wuyi lower his voice, "Hua Niang, King Yan is not in the mansion, you will let Ah Nian guard the door of the house for a while, and say that I need to sweat, and no one can put it in, not Chunni and Yunshang." ”

Hua Feidu immediately understood what Xie Wuyi meant, and she straightened her clothes and said, "What should I do?" ”

Seeing that she was still as tacit as ever, Xie Wuyi nodded and whispered a few words to Hua Feidu. Hua Feidu furrowed his brows, but Xie Wuyi had already jumped on tiptoe onto the window lattice. Hua Feidu hurriedly grabbed her arm, "Aren't you going to tell Your Highness?" ”

Xie Wuyi's eyes darkened, he didn't answer, and disappeared into the night.

He was the first to break his word.

Dongxiu Street was bustling, and Xie Wuyi was not visible, only shuttling lightly through the dark alleys, like a phantom that could not be seen clearly. Outside the Lying Snow Village, there are indeed many dark whistles squatting around. Xie Wuyi observed for a while behind the haystack and identified the blind spot of the surveillance.

A gust of evening breeze blew, and Xie Wuyi quietly sneaked into the backyard of Woxue Village under the cover of branches and leaves.

Walking along the root of the wall for a while, there was a faint sound of silk and bamboo orchestra and warbler swallows in the village. Because he was not familiar with the road, Xie Wuyi still chose a tall and dense tree as a hiding place.

Being able to see most of the layout of Woxue Villa here, Xie Wuyi couldn't help but be speechless. Everyone said that Chu Han occupied Zhuangzi and lived a luxurious life, but at the moment, He Maoliang didn't know how much silver he would spend on the seven-day flowing water banquet. These people dislike He Maoliang on their lips, but they are conscious of eating and enjoying themselves, and no one will talk about it.

Suddenly, a familiar voice floated through the water pavilion.

"Lin Heng! It's rare that you will come too, the princess is well? ”

Xie Wuyi fixed his eyes and saw that Zhu Langxing was holding a coolly dressed singer in one hand and approaching Xiao Wei's side. Because of Xiao Wei's noble status, his seat was arranged in an excellent viewing position near the water pavilion, and there were singers waiting next to him.

"Not yet," Xiao Wei tilted his body and drank the wine in his hand with a smile, "But you're here, how can this king be absent?" ”

"Don't just laugh at me," Zhu Langxing leaned into the arms of a singer and smacked his lips, "You kid can, I didn't feel anything about not marrying the princess, but now I can take care of her for five days behind closed doors, brother, I'm really ashamed!" ”

Xie Wuyi was stunned, she came out in a hurry just now and didn't ask in detail, it turned out that she had been asleep for five days?

She half-squinted her eyes and took a closer look, and sure enough, she saw that Xiao Wei had obvious dark blue under her eyes, and her face was not very good, and she had been staying up for a long time at first glance. As soon as he thought of this, Xie Wuyi's heart skipped a beat.

He's been taking care of her?

Xie Wuyi suddenly became irritable, owing him more and more, it was really troublesome.

The guests entered the door one after another, and the conversation between Xiao Wei and Zhu Langxing gradually drowned out the noise. After a while, the performance of the water pavilion began.

To say that He Maoliang is old-fashioned and upright, he is also airy and elegant. The peony flower plate for the dancing girl to perform on the water is made of pure gold, and the candlelight and moonlight are harmonious, and the dancing girl's skin is whiter than snow, and her posture is graceful. Don't say that the man sitting underneath couldn't even take his eyes off Xie Wuyi's soft waist when he looked at it. She hid in the tree and listened to the singer in the water pavilion singing:

The wind is in the spring and the willows are withering. The jade step stream is summer wood, and the moon hall is high. The sound of falling plum is empty. How many people describe the red rain and deeds?

The soul is dead and hateful! Lingchun saw tears and ridiculed from time to time. For the greedy valley self-moving Joe. Qingyun Road, white head to look at Zhaozhao.

Xie Wuyi didn't understand poetry, and he didn't have much interest in these songs. She hadn't forgotten her purpose tonight, everyone was staring at the water, but Xie Wuyi looked at everyone in the field one by one.

With a slight move of her eyebrows, a woman in red with half-draped hair and a beautiful face walked to Xiao Wei with a wine jug bowed her head and bowed down to pour him wine. As soon as she bent over, a trace of snow was clearly exposed in front of Xiao Wei's eyes.

Tsk, it's not shallow.

Xie Wuyi's eyes flashed, and the next moment, Xiao Wei looked in her direction as if he sensed it. Xie Wuyi was startled, hurriedly turned to the side slightly, and when he looked at it again, he was already talking and laughing as usual, as if the scene just now was just a coincidence.

Xiao Wei spoke to Zhu Langxing, raised his hand to take the wine glass, and didn't want to shake his hand, and the whole glass of wine was spilled on the woman in red. Xiao Wei apologized repeatedly, the woman in red didn't dare to disturb the performance, and hurriedly asked him to resign, she should have gone to change her clothes.

Just as the wine was spilled just now, Xie Wuyi saw the bare shoulders of the woman in red flickering by. The corners of her mouth curled slightly, and she followed without hesitation.

The woman in red walked to a thatched hut in the backyard, and Xie Wuyi's figure floated and hid under the window.

Xie Wuyi listened to the movement in the room, and walked quickly before the woman in red lit the candle, and the candle bone went around her neck. The woman in red was pulled to the ground, and before she could shout for help, she was covered by Xie Wuyi, who had climbed through the window.

The moonlight poured into the grass hut, and Xie Wuyi pressed down the struggling legs of the woman in red, and a dagger with a cold light pressed tightly against her chin.

Xie Wuyi sneered in a deep voice, without half pity.

"You make me so sad, Sister Fan."