Chapter 8: Does Your Highness Have a Favorite Person?

In the Tianzi Accord on the first floor of the world, Xiao Siyu leaned on the chair behind the table, playing with a porcelain vase in his hand. Listened casually to the results of Li Yan's investigation.

"There is something strange between Ye Nian and Zhao Mocheng, the courtyard where Ye Nian lives is very remote in the mansion, there are almost no people in it, and the personal girl is also two from the general's mansion, and there is nothing else. And Zhao Mocheng has almost never been to Lanyuan, and the people in the mansion don't take this eldest lady in their eyes, and only recognize the second lady in the mansion. ”

Xiao Siyu's eyes were dim, and he asked, "What about Zhao Mocheng?" ”

"Back to His Royal Highness, this Zhao Mocheng lived a very hard life in his childhood, his parents died when he was a child, and he was not treated well by the couple who adopted him, and at the age of 15, he came to the capital to participate in the examination and met General Ye, and was brought into the general's mansion."

Xiao Siyu thought to himself, in this way, the Ye family is kind to him, but why is he so harsh on Ye Nian?

Li Yan was a little speechless and stopped, Xiao Siyu glanced at him, "Don't you want your tongue!" ”

"Although Zhao Mocheng was brought back to the General's Mansion by General Ye at the age of 15, the couple who adopted him said that he was picked up by a cripple at the age of 12, and his whereabouts in the past three years are unknown!"

"And after the investigation of his subordinates, I always felt that this Zhao Mocheng met General Ye by coincidence... Sedulous! ”

"Oh~" Xiao Siyu felt more and more interesting, "Check again!" ”

"Yes!"

"Is there anything else going on?"

"No, it's been quiet lately."

"Stare me to death!"

"Yes!" Li Yan retreated.

Xiao Siyu lowered his eyes and looked at the porcelain vase in his hand, and after a while, the corners of his lips raised slightly, got up and changed into night clothes, and flashed out the door.

Ye Nian thought that he should be so hateful when he saw Zhao Mocheng that he wanted to kill him, but the moment he saw him, his heart was unexpectedly calm.

Love doesn't know where it starts, love knows where it ends.

But why does it still hurt when I see Zhao Mocheng and Shen Qianhan's deep affection.......

Suddenly, she frowned: "If you don't want to die, get out!" ”

"There is no woman in this world who dares to let this palace roll, I really don't know whether to live or die!" Xiao Siyu pursed his thin lips slightly, and said in a cold tone.

How is he?

Ye Nian lay down and didn't move, she closed her eyes and didn't say a word, completely treating Xiao Siyu as air.

He sighed for a long time, and then sank sideways, his injured right hand wrapped in a warm palm.

Ye Nian's body stiffened, and he opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Siyu who was sitting on the side of the bed with some vigilance.

Xiao Siyu held a porcelain bottle in his hand, took her hand and gently applied the ointment to the wound with his fingertips.

Ye Nian looked at him quietly, Xiao Siyu looked indifferent at this moment, starlight was reflected in his lowered eyes, thin lips pursed slightly under the straight bridge of his nose, and the moonlight outside the window penetrated and hit his side face, Ruyu's carved face was no longer cold and arrogant on weekdays, but more warm.

Knowing that she had been looking at herself, Xiao Siyu looked sideways and hooked her lips and smiled, and asked her, "Is this palace good-looking?" ”

Ye Nian sneered and turned his face away, "It's not good-looking!" ”

Xiao Siyu pursed his lips and shook his head: "You really can't look at men's eyes." ”

After speaking, he took out a brocade handkerchief from his sleeve and gently wrapped it around the wound on her hand.

The annoyance in Ye Nian's heart was inexplicably lightened, she knew that Xiao Siyu should have seen all her unbearable in front of Zhao Mocheng tonight, and she also guessed that he should have dispelled his doubts about himself before showing favor like this.

She asked in a low voice: "Did the first person in this world fall in love lose at the beginning?" ”

He sighed slightly, and his voice was gentle: "Yes, perhaps! ”

"Does Your Highness have anyone you like?"

Xiao Siyu paused for a moment, did not answer, carefully knotted and tied the strips of cloth tightly, and then gently put her hand into the quilt.

He looked gentle and indifferent, and sat beside her for a long time.

It was so long that Ye Nian was already asleep.

She breathed steadily, frowned slightly after falling asleep, but she didn't hear Xiao Siyu whisper back to her one word: "Yes." ”

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Ye Nian woke up, Xiao Siyu was already gone. She raised her arm, looked at the bandaged palm, and chuckled, this pampered third prince's craftsmanship is really good!

She glanced out the window, quickly got up and changed into her night clothes, covered her face with a black scarf, and quietly walked out of the room.

There were only a few servants on night duty in Shangshu Mansion, and Ye Nian came to Zhao Mocheng's study without any hindrance.

The study was guarded in front and behind, and she quickly avoided the sight and sneaked in quietly.

She came to Zhao Mocheng's study once on the night of her wedding, and although it was dark now, she probably remembered the pattern.

Ye Nian touched the bookcase, opened the drawer, and quickly rummaged through the bright moonlight outside the window, but found nothing for a long time.

She closed the drawer and prepared to leave, but her eyes fell sharply on the bookshelf on the side of the wall: behind this was the secret room where his parents' spiritual seats were kept.

Ye Nian hesitated a little, but after thinking for a while, he took a deep breath, pushed away the dark grid and walked in.

Ye Nian opened the fire fold, and everything in the secret room had not changed, and it was still the same as it was three years ago.

She looked at the two spiritual positions in front of her and was stunned.

She was not yet born when Shang Liao invaded, but she only knew that her father led the army to recapture Rongcheng, and then waved his army to attack, and captured the capital of Shang Liao.

Emperor Shang Liao would rather die than surrender, and took all the members of the royal family to self-immolation, and since then Shang Liao has ceased to be a country and exists in name only.

My father was a young hero and became famous in Shikoku with this battle.

But my father rarely mentioned this battle, and when I was a child, I remembered the sadness in my father's eyes whenever I asked about it.

Vice General Liu once secretly told her that her father had lost the two most cherished people in this battle, and he should not mention it again in the future.

When she grew up, she learned that her mother died in childbirth when her father was crusading against Shang Liao.

After his father's triumph, he knelt in front of his mother's spiritual throne for three days, and he did not marry again for so many years. Her name was also taken by her father, and the word 'reading' in her single name shows her father's deep affection.

But she never knew who the other person she cherished in her father's heart was.

Ye Nian looked around the dark room, and finally his eyes fell on a letter in front of the incense burner. The letter was unsealed, and the recipient was not written on the cover, as if it had not yet been sent.

Ye Nian took out the letter paper, and there were only a few words on it: The plan has changed, and it is considered in the long run. Don't worry! A letter of acceptance.

After Ye Nian finished reading it, he put the envelope back in its place, and his eyes fell on the small black porcelain bottle next to the envelope.

She took it in her hand and uncorked it. The inside is a watery liquid, colorless and odorless.

Suddenly, her face turned pale in an instant! Panting and squatting on the ground with his chest clutched, his body trembling uncontrollably!

Tears unconsciously fell on the bluestone bricks of the secret room......

Zhang Zhinian was suddenly woken up in his sleep, and he was sleepy when he saw the man in black in front of the bed, and he was so frightened that he couldn't sleep at all.

"Don't be afraid, Doctor Zhang, it's me!" Ye Nian pulled down the face towel on his face.

Zhang Zhinian heard Ye Nian's voice, and hurriedly got out of bed and lit the lamp.

"Why is the little general here? But what's the matter? Zhang Zhinian looked at her eyes red and swollen, and his face was even paler than when he saw her in the general's mansion in the morning.

Ye Nian took out a small porcelain vase from his arms and handed it to him: "I want to know what is in here!" ”

Zhang Zhinian hurriedly took over, and the little general visited late at night, and this matter must be extraordinary.

Zhang Zhinian sniffed it, studied it for a long time, and his face became more and more solemn.

"I was only shallow in my years, so I couldn't see it."

Ye Nian was a little disappointed.

"Where did the little general come from?" Seeing that Ye Nian was silent, Zhang Zhinian thought for a while and continued, "Most of the life-saving medicines in this world do not need to be colorless and tasteless, and Zhinian knows very little about poisons. ”

Ye Nian nodded, "I know, I'm disturbing Doctor Zhang." "Prepare to leave.

"Little General!" Zhang Zhinian's eyes suddenly lit up, "I can go and ask my teacher, and my teacher will definitely know!" ”

Ye Nian hesitated a little, "Doctor Zhang forgive me for being rude, I can trust you, but ......"

"The little general can rest assured, what should be said and what should not be said, the year is measured."

"How long will that take?"

"Three days later, the teacher will go out of the palace on his birthday to get together with our juniors to study medicine, and I will take the opportunity to help you ask."

"Out of the palace?" Ye Nian was a little puzzled.

"The teacher is Sun Boyuan, the head of the Tai Hospital, and Dong Wuchen of Dongyue is called the second saint of the medical world, have you ever heard of the little general?"

Facing the pride on Zhang Zhinian's face, Ye Nian shook his head a little embarrassed.

Late at night, the autumn wind was already a little cool, Ye Nian walked alone on the way home, frowning, and the hanging moon pulled out a long shadow on her side, lonely and cold......