He Dongyan's face fell, cold as frost, and he said unhappily: "You must tell now?" ”

"Yes." Xu Yu insisted: "This matter is urgent. ”

Cen Jianan wanted to see him, but He Dongyan didn't dare not see him. He Dongyan sighed deeply, glanced at Tan Baolu unsatisfactorily, withdrew the hand that was about to grab Tan Baolu, took off the teacup, and said, "Okay, let him in." ”

A short, dull knock on the door brought Tan Baolu back to her senses.

She curled up her fingertips, wiping the sweat from her palms on the hem of her skirt.

Almost, just a little, she's going to do the stupidest thing in the world.

Even if a hairpin is pierced, how can it end up with He Dongyan's life?

You must use a good knife, preferably a dagger from the Western Regions. That's sharp enough, sharp enough.

If she really hurt He Dongyan today, her whole family will be executed for rebellion and live again, in order to change the fate of the people she loves, how can she involve her mother, younger brothers and sisters?

The heavy wooden door creaked open, and the blinding sunlight splashed down like crushed gold. Cen Canaan came in against the light.

He was wearing a strong purple python-patterned silk robe, with a golden crown and black hair, perhaps because his temperament of indifference and coldness were somewhat similar, so he was quite similar to this Buddhist pure land, and he stood here as if he was supposed to be here.

"Your Majesty." He saluted nonchalantly to Hedong without glancing at her, as if he was not surprised at her presence.

"What is Aiqing talking about?"

Cen Canaan then swept towards her in the room.

Tan Baolu immediately staggered his eyes and lowered his head when Cen Jianan's sharp gaze came over.

He Dongyan looked at Cen Canaan's eyes, and naturally understood what Cen Canaan meant. Cen Canaan was displeased and there were unrelated women discussing politics here. Even though he was very sorry, he didn't dare to attack in front of Cen Jianan, so he had to say to Tan Baolu and Yan Yuese: "You go out first, I'll see you later." ”

Tan Baolu saluted and quickly retreated from Cen Jianan's side.

She swayed on the floor and rubbed the hem of her skirt against Cen Canaan's robes, and then quickly parted.

That bold thought came to her mind again.

It was Cen Canaan who helped her today, does she have a way to let Cen Canaan help her and protect her forever?

He Dongyan was going to summon her again at any time, and she planned to run away when she left the guest hall.

"Presumptuous." She was about to leave when she suddenly heard a spicy female voice shouting behind her.

Tan Baolu looked back and saw that it was Fang Yuehua and Mrs. Bao, who were walking with He Dongyan.

Although Fang Yuehua came to worship the Buddha today, she wore gold and silver, and her golden hairpin shook her eyes charmingly.

Tan Baolu immediately knelt on the ground and saluted.

Fang Yuehua looked at her condescendingly and said, "Raise your head and let this palace take a look." ”

Tan Baolu had to raise her head.

Fang Yuehua put her fingers on her face, and her sharp nails stuck to her cheek, "It turned out to be such a beautiful face, it is indeed beautiful and moving, I feel sorry for it, no wonder the saint will never forget you after seeing you after that day, and even the palace has gone less." ”

Tan Baolu lowered his eyes and said in his heart, He Dongyan's kind of dog only likes things that he can't get.

Any treasure that he obtains will immediately discard like grass shoes.

In the last life, He Dong's treatment of Fang Yuehua can be described as extremely favored.

With the birth of Fang Yuehua's singer, she made her a concubine, such a favor seems to be the so-called true love at first glance, but later He Dongyan left Concubine Yue, faster than leaving her.

That year, Cen Jianan's army had just invaded Dadu, and when 100,000 elite soldiers were forcing the palace outside the city gate, Concubine Yue was already pregnant, and fleeing for her life with a pregnant woman with a big belly would only slow him down. He Dongyan shed a few tears beside Fang Yuehua's bedside, turned around and left her, and escaped from Dadu by himself.

What happened to Concubine Yue when she fell into the hands of Cen Jianan's rebels, Tan Baolu didn't know at the time, but she only knew that Fang Yuehua died a month later.

At that time, everyone speculated that most of them were despicable, vicious, and treacherous. Stained the moon concubine.

But when Tan Baolu turned into a soul and floated by Cen Jianan's side for a few years, she learned that Concubine Yue did die in the first month that He Dongyan abandoned her, but she was not killed by Cen Jianan, but He Dongyan.

He Dongyan sent a letter to Concubine Yue, in which he said that it is only natural that a woman should die for her husband's festival, and Concubine Yue should know each other and end herself, so as not to make trouble for him and ruin his reputation.

That night, Concubine Yue threw herself into the well, with one corpse and two lives.

Tan Baolu also had unrealistic illusions about the emperor's love in his previous life, and he fought with Concubine Fang Yuehua for a lifetime. Fighting back and forth, neither of them could die well, but it was He Dongyan who took advantage of it and enjoyed the blessings of all the people.

Now that I think about it, why bother?

"It's so lively here." A clear female voice came again, and Concubine Hui also arrived.

Seeing that Concubine Hui was also here, Fang Yuehua was not good at being a villain again, and she just wanted to deter and deter Tan Baolu, she also liked Tan Baolu's face very much, and she was not willing to really hurt her in the slightest, so she let go of her hand, turned to hold her hair bun, and said: "The palace is tired, go, go back and rest." ”

Mrs. Nabao became closer to Fang Yuehua, so she went with Fang Yuehua.

Concubine Hui helped Tan Baolu, "Don't kneel, get up." ”

"Thank you, Concubine Hui." Tan Baolu said: "I also thank Concubine Hui for giving me winter clothes last time." ”

Concubine Hui smiled softly and said, "Little things, don't mind. ”

The ending of Concubine Hui's last life, Tan Baolu didn't know, because Concubine Hui disappeared in the palace before the rebels entered the capital. Tan Baolu has always wondered if a kind-hearted woman like Concubine Hui will disappear and just live a peaceful life incognito?

She bowed to Concubine Hui and stepped back, and heard Concubine Hui ask a eunuch, "Have you seen Gonggong Xu?" Where are the others now? ”

*

Fang Yuehua and Mrs. Bao walked back to the guest room together. Fang Yuehua took off the hairpin in front of the mirror, and saw that Mrs. Bao was still sitting in front of the mirror, so she said, "Do you still think that the Holy Lord will meet you today?" ”

Mrs. Bao was told that she was on her mind, and laughed.

Fang Yuehua pressed jade to the corners of her eyes in the mirror, and sneered: "Don't wait, the Holy Lord will neither summon you nor me today." ”

Mrs. Bao was slightly stunned, but she didn't believe Fang Yuehua's words very much.

She is now more favored than Fang Yuehua, if you count the number of times the two have been summoned together, He Dongyan will see her more than Fang Yuehua.

Fang Yuehua sneered: "You have today, you should really thank that talking girl." ”

Mrs. Bao was confused and asked, "Why?" ”

Fang Yuehua said: "Don't you understand? Guess why Grandpa Xu gave you this name. Mrs. Bao, Mrs. Bao, took a word from her. You received it on the day of the Holy Birthday, right? ”

Mrs. Bao nodded blankly.

Fang Yuehua said: "So, that day, the saint originally came to see her, but she was clever, someone helped her, and ran away." The Holy One can only settle for the second. When I see you and think of her, I think of you as her. ”

Mrs. Bao's expression gradually turned cold.

Was she just a stand-in for that noble girl?

She didn't want to believe it.

But when she reminisced about He Dongyan every time she saw her bits and pieces.

"Turn your face away."

"Keep your head down."

He was always behind her, folding her body up and covering her face.

The truth that was about to come out almost made Mrs. Bao breathless.

She was torn between pain and impossibility, "What's that girl's name?" ”

"Talk about Baolu, talk about the three girls of the family." Fang Yuehua replied.

Talk about Prolo.

She said silently in her heart, she remembered the name.

From then on, every time He Dongyan called her name again, she pierced her heart with ten thousand arrows......

*

After coming out of the guest hall, Tan Baolu didn't dare to stay longer and ran out.

As soon as I went out, I happened to see Tan Wei in front of the carriage. Tan Mo and Tan Fu are also there.

Tan Wei said: "Haven't you found it yet?" ”

"Didn't find ......"

"Hey......"

At this time, Tan Mo said: "Since the saint must let the daughter of the Tan family go over, and the third sister is not here now, then only me and my sister can go over." ”

"You guys?"

Tan Fu agreed very much and said, "Let's go." ”

"This can only be done first," Tan Wei sighed and instructed his subordinates: "As soon as you see the third girl, take her to the guest hall." ”

"Yes."

Tan Baolu panicked and hurriedly hid in an empty side hall.

I don't know how long later, she heard the Tan family and the people in the palace walking around outside, "Where did she go?" Gotta find her! ”

"Did you look for it over there?"

"I've searched everywhere!"

"It's good now, the saint is asking now, if we don't find her, none of us will want to have good fruit to eat."

"Didn't you let the eldest girl and the second girl go?"

"The eldest girl and the second girl are gone, but those two are not as good-looking as the third girl, the saint only took a look, and then sent them out, hey, where did the three girls go?"

Listening to these words, Tan Baolu broke out in a cold sweat all over his body. They were about to find the side hall, and they couldn't stay here for long......

As soon as these people walked away, Tan Baolu immediately put on his hood and ran out.

She hurried a few steps and passed by a few little eunuchs who were looking for her.

A little eunuch who had already walked over suddenly stopped and said to his companion behind her, "Eh, did that little woman talk about the third girl just now?" ”

"I didn't see it clearly, is it her?"

"Probably it's her!"

"Talk about girls!"

The two eunuchs really chased after them.

Tan Baolu trembled and simply ran up. From a distance, she saw a blue-topped carriage parked at the entrance of the alley, and for some reason, there were neither grooms nor retinues around, as if it were an abandoned carriage.

At this juncture, Tan Baolu didn't care about anything, and immediately got into it.

The heavy curtain was lifted in the corner, and a faint sandalwood fragrance came to the face.

This curtain is like a barrier, separating the inside and outside of the car into two worlds, the outside is full of flowers and thriving, and the inside is cold and silent.

Inside the carriage, the shadow of the sun was mottled and reflected on Cen Canaan's cheeks through the pleated curtains on the windows. Cen Jianan was wearing a strong purple official robe, with a pearl-inlaid golden crown on the top of his black hair, his eyes slightly closed like a bodhisattva's low eyebrows, and his face was calm and peaceful, but there was an unapproachable frost and snow chill.

"Whoosh......" The two knives brushed against her neck, and the Praetorian Guard shouted, "What person? Dare to assassinate His Royal Highness King Wulie! ”