Xing Ruyun didn't know how to bury her feelings for Jun Yimeng deep in her heart, and she didn't know how to forget him, but she understood that if she didn't calm down, she would never be able to face him. She also thought about asking Jun
Yimeng confessed and told him that she liked him, but she didn't dare and couldn't.
"Boom." Xing Ruyun was so irritated that he threw a stone into the lake, lowered his head and put his face on his knees: "I haven't been back to Mo Yan Pavilion for too long, so are you homesick?"
"Hey, Ruyun, are you okay?" At some point, Dongling Jichen sat next to her.
Xing Ruyun raised his head, rested his chin on his knees, and replied absently: "Thank you Prince Dongling for your concern. Xing Ruyun is doing very well."
"If it was really good, why would you yell at Jun Yimeng today regardless of your image?"
"..." Xing Ruyun didn't know how to answer for a moment, but Dongling Jichen beat him to it, "Actually, I understand," then he lowered his voice and said, "You like him, right?"
Hearing these words, Xing Ruyun suddenly raised his head, looked at the person next to him, and met his smiling but serious face. For a moment, tears fell uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes, one drop at a time.
It fell on the grass.
"That's right,...I...I like him, very much, very much...but I..." Xing Ruyun's voice became smaller and smaller later on, and was finally completely lost.
Sobs replaced.
Looking at the woman wiping tears in front of him, Dongling Jichen only felt distressed. He gently took Xing Ruyun into his arms and let her lean on his shoulder. He gently stroked Xing Ruyun's hair with his hand,
He whispered in his ear: "Fool, why hang yourself on a tree and forget about him? I will take care of you and won't let you suffer any injustice." After saying that, he placed a light kiss on his forehead.
Xing Ruyun felt as if he was electrocuted. He pushed Dongling Jichen away and stood up. He warned in a sharp voice: "Prince Dongling, please note that Xing Ruyun is not your bed-warming maid. We have only met a few times.
Please respect me."
"What about Jun Yimeng? You have only met a few times. According to you, Beijiang Zhihui has been dating him for several years, so even if they are married, it can be said that they have been in love for a long time? You are so stupid."
"Although you are a prince, please don't interfere in other people's lives at will, and don't say such hasty words. I said, I don't need pity from others, and I never will." His voice was not loud, but his tone was sonorous.
It is powerful and gives people an unknown feeling.
"Am I not as good as him?" Dongling Jichen stood up and faced Xing Ruyun face to face.
"Ha," Xing Ruyun tilted his head and said with a smile: "Children from the emperor's family are so self-righteous that they cannot compare with them and will never compare with them."
Originally there was still a glimmer of hope, but after hearing such decisive words, Dongling Jichen felt that he was too stupid: "Hahahaha, it turns out that I am self-righteous, Xing Ruyun, I'm sorry, it was me who went overboard." After saying this,
With a flick of his sleeves, he turned around and left.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you, but..." Xing Ruyun smiled bitterly and suddenly remembered something. She looked up at the sun and thought: It's still early, I
Go to the third princess.
Before they arrived at the Kongming Palace, they saw a group of eunuchs leading the imperial doctors hurriedly forward. Xing Ruyun had a premonition that something had happened. When he saw that the eunuchs and the imperial doctors were going to the Kongming Palace, he said, "Not good, could it be that
Something happened to the third princess?" When he thought of this, Xing Ruyun quickened his pace.
When they arrived at the entrance of Kongming Hall, they saw a corpse covered with a white sheet. It seemed that the imperial doctor had not rescued him. Seeing that his body shape was somewhat similar to that of Beijiang Zhimei, Xing Ruyun became nervous and ran forward to grab the imperial doctor.
He asked with his hand: "Who is this person and how did she die?"
The imperial doctor looked at him with a strange look and said: "Girl, she is just a maid, there is no need to be so nervous. Judging from the body, it seems that she died suddenly. But I am not sure, I still have to take it back to the imperial hospital to have a look. After all, something happened.
The place is Kongming Hall."
At this time, Beijiang Zhimei walked out of the hall with the support of Chunyu. Chunyu's face was pale, and he was obviously very frightened.
"Third Princess, are you okay?" Xing Ruyun asked.
"It turns out it's Miss Xing, so I don't mind. But, how is my doctor, Dongxue, doing?"
"As far as the third princess is concerned, I am incompetent and unable to save my life."
"Alas," Beijiang Zhimei sighed heavily, "That's all, this is what fate should be. It's just a pity that Dongxue suffered such an accident at such a young age. Chunyu turned around and asked people to bury her properly and give her family a fortune.
Pension."
"Chun Yu understands.
"Um, Third Princess, I wonder if I can take this body back to the Imperial Hospital to further investigate the cause of death?"
"Okay, but please treat this body kindly. Even if it is dead, you must give her a minimum of dignity. When you are done, don't forget to bury her alive."
"I understand, you guys, come and carry the body." After the imperial physician received permission, he gave instructions to several young eunuchs who were accompanying him.
"By the way, if something happens in Kongming Palace, don't tell others in advance, so as not to cause panic in the palace. It's better to make plans for this matter after bringing your father and queen back."
"I understand (I understand)." Everyone agreed on the surface, but in fact, they were extremely strange. Wasn't it just that a maid died? People died almost every day in the palace. As long as it was not an important person, there was no need to be too embarrassed.
It was so sad that no one even knew about the death until the body was rotten and smelly. Now, the emperor and queen were alarmed. What kind of medicine were sold in the gourds of these three princesses?
"Third Princess, what on earth is going on?" Xing Ruyun was still curious in the end and couldn't help but ask.
"Come in and talk."
It seems that something is a little strange. Dongxue is not as simple as sudden death.
When she came to the room, Beijiang Zhimei did not speak to Xing Ruyun first, but asked Chunyu to bring a piece of white paper and pen and ink. She wrote a few words on the paper, "There is an accident in the palace.
After finishing writing "Quickly Hui", he took out a small whistle from his clothes and blew it gently. After a while, a white pigeon flew in from the open window and stopped on the table. Beijiang Zhimei put the paper
He handed the strip to Chunyu, who folded it and put it into the small bucket on the pigeon's leg. He grabbed the pigeon and walked to the window. As soon as he let go, the pigeon flew away.
Just now, Xing Ruyun saw the handwriting written by Beijiang Zhimei. She originally thought that the third princess's handwriting would be crooked, but she didn't expect that it was not only square and square, but also the weights were well grasped. It was not like she could not see it at all, but it was actually...
A bit like the style of calligraphy masters.
"Sorry, Miss Xing, for keeping you waiting for so long."
"It's okay, Third Princess. From what I heard you talking to the imperial doctor just now, I'm afraid this matter is not simple!"
"Yes, Dongxue did not die suddenly, but was murdered. If the imperial doctor examines carefully, he will definitely find some clues."
"Then how did the third princess know that it was homicide and not sudden death?"
"Of course I have a good reason, otherwise I would never make such random assertions. Come with me." After saying that, she left the room, and Chunyu quickly stepped forward to help her.
This time Xing Ruyun was confused. Why was the third princess suddenly so mysterious? But if he wanted to know what happened, it was better to follow him.
A note to readers:
Bonus:
The belt becomes wider and wider, but I don't regret it anymore. I feel haggard because of the beauty.
Alas, everyone should leave a message for Linzi! Okay?