Zhao Yu returned to the house, walked to the edge of the couch and sat down, took out the money bag pressed under the pillow, poured out the silver bill, counted it, and poured out more than half of it.

She is in the raccoon clothes, there is no oil and water to fish, only a meager amount of money. She is very economical in her money, she is not very picky about food and clothing, and most of the money is for Bai Yu to help her send it home to her grandmother.

Grandma is old and in poor health, and if she is alone without money, life will be even more difficult.

Fortunately, there is Bai Yu, who goes to Xuejia Village to visit her grandmother every three or five days.

Over the years, with his help, Zhao Yu can rest assured.

At first, Zhao Yu really seriously thought about living with Bai Yu after leaving the palace.

But today, that can no longer be the case.

She didn't even know if she had a tomorrow and whether she would be able to get out of the palace alive.

Two days have passed since the matter of Jing'an Xiaozhu, and the prince has not yet asked her to investigate it in detail, she doesn't know what he plans to do with herself, and she always has an unfallen sword hanging over her head, tied with a strand of hair, which will fall down and split her into pieces at any time.

Zhao's picturesque eyebrows and eyes were stained with a little sadness, and after a long time, she came to her senses.

What should come will come, and don't worry about it when you don't come.

She remembered her grandmother's words and let out a long sigh.

That's it, anyway, if he wants to cure himself for capital crimes, he can't afford to struggle, and he can live a good life for now.

She was going to make a pair of shoes for Bai Yu.

The only thing she owes in the palace is Bai Yu, who has received a lot of favors from him, but has never repaid one or two.

She wanted to make him a pair of good shoes a long time ago, but she couldn't find any material in the palace, so she had to ask him to help buy fabric. Every time he was asked to buy something, he refused to accept the money.

The matter was put aside.

This time, I can ask the steward of the Guogong Mansion to help buy materials.

After making up her mind, she got up and went to find Hui Niang.

Hui Niang had a good heart, so she took it in one bite, patted her chest and said that she would buy her the best Yunjin material in the capital.

Zhao Yu smiled softly, thanked him, and went back to the house.

Walked under the porch and met the cloud seal.

"You're back." Yun Fengxi said: "I've been waiting for you for a while." ”

Zhao Yu was surprised: "My sister is looking for me? ”

Yun Feng asked her, "I remember that you are from the Huanyi department?" ”

She nodded and said yes.

Yun Feng said: "You can go with me, I want your help with something." ”

Zhao Yu looked at Yun Feng's face, saw her frowning lightly, sighed and said: "His Royal Highness's brocade feather robe was licked by Martianzi, and the robe was rewarded by the queen's mother, and His Royal Highness cherished it very much, and now it is broken." I thought you were from the coat, and the needlework must be stronger than us, so I wanted to ask you for help. ”

Zhao Yu was stunned for a moment, the hair hanging from the sword suddenly broke, and the sharp tip of the sword finally fell.

Zhao Yu knew that it was a matter of time before Li Wenjian settled accounts after the autumn, and when this moment came, she was more calm than she imagined.

"Sister go back first, I'll go back to the house and clean up." She whispered.

The palace maids at the clothes will do some needlework.

Zhao's hands are very skillful, and the embroidery work he does is very beautiful. When she was a child, the conditions at home were not good, and in order to make a living, she could do almost anything, doing laundry and cooking, digging wild vegetables, picking herbs, and planting sweet potatoes......

She is willing to learn anything, because she may one day use it to make a living.

The Huanyi Department had taught them needlework before, and Zhao Yu learned very seriously.

She had nothing to tidy up, so she went back to the house to get a needle and thread and went to Yanshan Residence.

Since the queen rewarded him with his incomparably cherished brocade feather robe, how could he rest assured that he would hand it over to her to sew? deliberately asked Yun Feng to come to her, because he wanted to see him.

Zhao Yu gently rubbed the simple sewing kit, comforting himself that he couldn't avoid it, so it was better to face it as soon as possible.

Li Wenjian took a nap on the couch for a while, and was still a little sleepy after waking up.

In recent years, he has been an assistant to the government, and his affairs are busy, and he is always like a tight string, and he rarely has time to have a large amount of leisure from time to time.

The maids were making tea in the courtyard, and in the shadow of the green smoke, he saw Zhao Yu who appeared in front of the courtyard gate.

Zhao Yu has been here for a while, and the maid told Li Wenjian that she was taking a nap and asked her to come in and wait, she shook her head and kept standing outside the door.

He didn't sleep for long, and after a while the maid came out to look at her, and said, "Your Highness is awake, girl, please come in." ”

Zhao Yu suppressed the fear in his eyes, clutched the sewing kit in his hand tightly, and stepped inside as he pretended to be calm. Every step she took seemed to be walking on a sharp knife, sluggish like an old woman.

She walked a long distance of dozens of steps from the door to the courtyard, and every time she landed, she could clearly hear her footsteps.

Li Wenjian sat under the porch.

When Zhao Yu walked to the bottom of the steps, he raised his head timidly and looked at the figure with his back to her, and his steps couldn't help but pause slightly, before he mustered up the courage to continue walking.

"Slave and maid, see His Royal Highness the Prince."

Zhao Yu knelt in front of him, bowed, rested his forehead against the cold ground, tried to restrain the fear in his heart, and saluted him in a calm and soothing tone.

"Up." Li Wenjian raised his chin slightly, glanced at her, and said in a casual tone.

Zhao Yu thanked and stood up.

Even though people are standing, they don't dare to raise their eyes, their gaze remains obliquely downward, and their snow-white slender neck bends in an arc, with respect and humility in their bones.

"Sister Yunfeng said that His Highness's brocade robe is broken, Your Highness, where is the clothes?" Zhao hung his head even lower.

Li Wenjian picked up the big crush that was casually placed on the back of the chair and handed it over.

Zhao Yu took the clothes in his hands and carefully rummaged through the torn places.

From the sleeves to the corners, and then from the corners to the neckline, she carefully looked through them twice to make sure that the dress was intact.

Zhao Yu raised his eyes slightly to look at him, his eyes were watery.

She understood that he was waiting for her to speak first.

Zhao Yu bit his lower lip lightly and pleaded in a low voice: "The slave deserves death, please punish His Highness." ”

Thin pieces of sunlight fell on her through the carved window lattice, and her snow-white skin seemed to be glowing, clean to the extreme.

Even her voice was thin and soft, like spring water flowing slowly, making people's ears itch when they heard it.

Jiang Jin is the best and stunning, searching for beauties everywhere.

It's so stunning, it's a miracle that it falls into his hands and comes out alive.

This miracle happened to meet him who was poisoned, and he □□ reconciled with him.

After a while, Li Wenjian said that he would look at it and picked up the tea cup on the side table.

There is only one herbal tea left in the cup.

Zhao Yu has been standing quietly aside, his eyebrows and eyes are frightened, like a deer frightened, hesitant and uneasy. She didn't know how Li Wenjian would send herself, she deceived him and injured him, what an offense to the noble prince, even if she died, she could not escape the blame.

She hesitated, then walked over to the stove and picked up the kettle to add hot water to him.

Li Wenjian picked up the teacup again, sniffed the smell, and the cooled tea soup was mixed with boiling water, and the smell had already dissipated.

I barely took a sip, and sure enough, it was tasteless, so I put down the teacup again.

Zhao Yu watched his movements, blinked his eyelashes, and turned to put the copper kettle back on the stove.

Before the door of the furnace was closed, a grain of charcoal suddenly exploded, and sparks burst into the back of Zhaoxuan's hand, making her hand tremble, and the hot copper kettle stuck to her hand, and a large amount of hot water poured out.

She hurriedly threw away the copper kettle and took half a step back, but she couldn't dodge it, and a stream of hot water flowed through the back of her hand.

Her hands were soaked in cold water because she washed clothes all year round, and every year she had frostbite rotten, leaving many scars. This year, the chilblains had already begun to heal, but the skin was scalded by hot water, the scab was cracked, and blood was gushing immediately. Blood was everywhere on the back of her hand, not even the placket of her clothes.

Li Wenjian had never seen such a clumsy person.

"Flying Feathers."

As soon as the words fell, Fei Yu jumped out of nowhere and arrived at the bottom of the corridor in the blink of an eye.

He noticed the blood on Zhao Xuan's hand, and immediately understood Li Wenjian's intention to call him, and took out a bottle of plaster from his arms and gave it to Zhao Xuan.

"Thank you, little general." Zhao Yu endured the pain and blessed his body gently.

His Royal Highness hardly gets along with women alone, Fei Yu probed Zhao Yu's eyes in surprise, turned his head to meet Li Wenjian's unkind eyes, smiled, turned around and quickly disappeared.

Zhao Yu opened the lid of the ointment and applied it to the cracked wound, and the pain in her heart exploded in an instant, and she couldn't help but gasp, and only hissed. She touched the side of her waist and tried to pull out the handkerchief to cover the wound, but she felt empty.

Only then did she remember that her handkerchief had been wrapped in chestnut cakes and sealed for Yun in the morning.

She quietly raised her eyes to look at Li Wenjian, only to see his brows furrowed high, and his displeasure seemed to have piled up to the critical point of the outbreak.

She lowered her head, lifted a corner of her robe, and wiped it a few times.

Li Wenjian also caught a glimpse of his movements, and he casually pulled the Jinpa placed on the table: "Can I do it myself?" ”

Zhao Yu was stunned for a moment, nodded subconsciously, and then shook his head again.

"Hand out." She trembled and stretched out her unsightly hand.

Li Wenjian pinched the Jinpa through her palm and circled it twice, covering the bleeding wound. His movements were gentle and neat, and his fingers flew like a dancing butterfly.

The red mole in the palm of the palm is like a fluttering butterfly wing, fanning unpleasant memories.

Akira stiffened, instinctively resisting to rise from her vest, forcing her to straighten her spine.

Li Wenjian looked at her meaninglessly: "Don't move." ”

They were close, their eyebrows facing each other, their breaths smelling each other. His scent with agarwood sprayed on her face, and the heat ignited from the root of her ears and spread all the way to her neck and face.

Li Wenjian looked at her face, and the weak and broken beauty was completely shattered, like jasmine buds after the rain, just spiked, drenched in the rain, the thick fragrance was shrouded in water vapor, and only when you got close could you smell the faint fragrance.

Li Wen neatly wrapped the wound, but did not withdraw it, and looked at her sharply. Zhao Yu subconsciously retreated, his heels reached the pillar, and there was no way to retreat.

His figure enveloped her like an invisible mountain toppling down, terrifying her and holding her breath to look up.

"I, I'm ......" Zhao Yu felt that he was having trouble breathing, and mustered up the courage to look up: "I didn't know it was Your Highness...... That's why I dared to fight ...... Beat...... You. ”

He asked, "What if you knew it was a lonely?" ”

Zhao's hand hanging at his side curled up tightly, and his heart suddenly rose to the top. After a long time, she bit her lower lip lightly and shook her head slowly: "I don't know." ”

Her fate has always been uncontrollable, like duckweed, where the wind blows, it goes.

"How did you get out of Jiang Jin alive?" Li Wenjian asked suddenly.

Zhao's cheeks suddenly turned pale as paper, and he turned his head to look at Li Wenjian in astonishment, his deep pool-like eyes full of fear and panic.

"Your Highness, how does Your Highness know?"

After asking, I feel that I am too stupid, what can I hide from him?

She thought that with Jiang Jin's death, this matter had been buried underground forever, and she never thought that she would hear this disgusting name in her life.

Li Wenjian's hands were stained with her blood, and the sticky touch made him uncomfortable, he walked to the basin on the side to clean his hands, and in the sound of gurgling water, Zhao Yu couldn't help but figure out the intention of his question.

As we all know, the first major thing Li Wenjian did after assisting the government was to eradicate the traitorous eunuch Jiang Jin.

When he was drunk that day, he ...... with him again

If you were him, what would you think?

I must feel that this person has bad intentions, has evil intentions, and has colluded with the dead Jiang Jin.