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Chapter 438: Just Push in Time

Seeing the guard being dragged in, everyone present was frightened, but no one dared to pull the guard out.

"Should...should...report to the eldest princess?" One of the little guards felt that his legs were shaking, but he still asked the older brother tremblingly.

The guard next to him gave him a fierce look. His fierce look made the little guard shrink his neck and dare not say anything more.

Report it to the eldest princess, and all of them will die.

But in fact, how could such a thing be hidden from the eldest princess?

However, if we don't expose it, there may still be a glimmer of hope.

At this moment, they were all just wooden figures. They couldn't hear the heavy breathing inside, nor could they hear the woman's melodious voice.

When the news about what happened in the yard came to us, Princess Jingning was drinking medicine.

After hearing this, the medicine bowl in his hand fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.

The little maids didn't dare to make a sound and quickly picked up all the broken porcelain. Only the master and the servant were left in the room.

Aunt Zhao sighed inaudibly, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red, "Our princess has a really hard life, why did she get this?"

"He's not her good father!" Princess Jingning gritted her teeth and cursed. When she saw the red eyes of Aunt Zhao, she couldn't hold back her tears. "What should I do? My Huimin."

What should we do!"

Aunt Zhao had been by her side for many years, so she didn't understand her temperament. She quickly swallowed her heartache for Huimin and comforted her softly: "Princess, don't be too anxious. Our princess is no better than others. As the princess said,

Yes, the princesses of the Tang Dynasty could still keep their faces! Now we just don’t want to be public, we are secretly in our own mansion, and no one outside knows... 5

At that time, your majesty will find a similar county horse to marry. In a year or two, the county horse will die suddenly, and the princess will become a widow and live her own life in peace and quiet. Who knows outside!"

Princess Jingning gradually calmed down and exhaled a long breath, "It's not good to like someone who is the source of such trouble. I like that Xiao Yu! How is this possible? Even his uncle must not accuse this marriage.

of."

He is the most profound person. I have never seen through his thoughts in all these years. Who knows what thoughts are hidden under that face. I really can't figure out why the emperor is still so protective."

"Your Majesty... you have your own considerations," said Aunt Zhao, sighing softly. "When the late Emperor Long Yu Bintian wanted to give the Zen throne to Xiao Yu before his death, he refused and even secretly gave it to Xiao Yu.

Our own troops brought His Majesty back from outside Beijing in time.

His Majesty then successfully sat in that seat, and later he helped suppress the remaining princes who had disloyal intentions. This relationship was seen by everyone in the world, not to mention what His Majesty himself was like in private.

I think, at least on the surface, if His Majesty really does something slightly wrong, I’m afraid there will be a lot of people in this world who will criticize you both verbally and in writing.”

Princess Jingning also knew these things very well, and she originally had no objections to Xiao Yu.

But because of what happened to her daughter, she really felt a lot of dissatisfaction.

How could Aunt Zhao not know what she meant? She thought for a while and said: "I think the princess is just an obsession in her heart. If this King Chen is gone, there will be nothing for the princess to do."

I remember it."

The lights were dim, and the voices outside were completely quiet. Occasionally, the wind would slip in through the specially left window crack, and the firelight would dance with it, reflecting on the wrinkles on Nanny Zhao's face.

It seems like there are layers and layers of secrets hidden inside.

Princess Jingning stared at the lampshade on the table, "I have never thought of confronting Xiao Yu. This person's strength is unfathomable. He can affect his whole body with one move. If he can't hit with one hit, I'm afraid I will be the one."

Someone who is going to die."

"In the past, it was naturally like this, but now..." Aunt Zhao lowered her voice, "In the current situation, the princess does not need to take risks at all. Someone is already building momentum outside. The princess only needs to wait for the right moment and light a handful in front of His Majesty.

It’s just fire, even if..."

She paused

After a pause, he lowered his voice even more, "Even if His Majesty is hesitant, as His Majesty's only sibling, the princess may not be able to push hard."

"You mean..." Upon hearing this, the eldest princess Jingning immediately turned to look at Aunt Zhao. After confirming the meaning in her eyes, the eldest princess breathed a little faster, "How... how can this be... what if?

..."

"There is no such thing as a chance!" Nanny Zhao immediately responded, "Princess just needs to hide behind the scenes. Today the streets are buzzing with news that Xiao Yu colluded with bandits and foreign enemies to massacre the people.

Over the years, on the one hand, he has suppressed other factions of the royal family on behalf of Your Majesty, and on the other hand, he has allowed the imperial guards to commit crimes. As many people in the world admire this war god prince, there are as many people who fear and hate him."

These words hit Princess Jingning's heart hard, and she nodded gently, "Yes, mama is right, I don't need to do it myself, I just wait until the right time to give the emperor a push."

Just fine.

As long as he dies, no one will find out about me, Huimin, and she will always be the most noble princess in Daqi! She is Huang Xin’s most beloved child!”

Aunt Zhao poured her a glass of boiling water and said, "Now that you have thought about the future, the princess will not have to worry anymore. If you keep worrying so much, it will inevitably hurt your body. Why don't I help the princess sleep early?"

With her matters in her mind settled, Jingning looked much more relaxed, drank some water and planned to go to bed.

Aunt Zhao suddenly remembered again, "The guards tonight..."

"That's all!" Jingning waved her hand, "This is in the capital. If too many people die in the mansion, it's easy to be targeted. Then you have to find a way to cover it up later. Give them all medicine! Give them the antidote once a month, and update more

What’s more…”

When she thought of her daughter's current illness, she became upset again and did not say the next words.

She had seen with her own eyes what it was like when the medicine took effect, and she felt that her daughter's needs in that regard were not unsatisfactory, as long as she gave up Xiao Yu.

But then she thought of another thing, "When we go back, let Huimin calm down and don't kill people easily. If evidence is left behind, it will be difficult to deal with it later. On the way back to Beijing, she was even

Even the wet nurse has dealt with it together, which is really too much."

Aunt Zhao responded repeatedly, and when she saw that she had nothing to say, she blew out the lamp for her.

After leaving the main courtyard, Aunt Zhao returned to her own courtyard alone.

She was the nun in charge of the Queen Mother's palace in the past. Now even though she is serving under the eldest princess, the eldest princess actually treats her with great courtesy and there are many maids and women in her care.

It's just that she likes to be quiet at night and doesn't allow them to spend the night in her yard, so when they come in, it seems a bit deserted.

But the lights were still on everywhere.

Aunt Zhao walked directly to the living room, then quickly wrote a secret letter, went to the back window, took out something and threw it out. Not long after, a gray homing pigeon flew over with flapping wings.

With a normal look on her face, Aunt Zhao stuffed the small secret letter into the metal mailbox on the carrier pigeon's foot. She watched it fly into the night before closing the window again.


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