Gu Qingyuan squatted on the footrest, and King Qin's words kept echoing in her ears, "Ayuan, if you don't want your scandal to be known to the world, you know how to choose."
Her heart suddenly shrank and tears welled up in her eyes.
Even if Pei Jinting has other thoughts at the moment, he doesn't have much time to say it.
"Isn't this good? If you cry again, your eyes will become swollen, and you will be as ugly as a quail that has lost its feathers."
He raised his hand, gently wiped away the tears on her face with his fingertips, and coaxed in a low voice.
"Fortunately, the arrow landed on me. If it had landed on you, it would have been a thousand times more painful than if it had fallen on me."
Gu Qingyuan cried harder and harder.
He gave her the most sincere feelings.
But what is she going to do?
Gu Qingyuan's heart was numb with pain, even if she didn't want to, she had to do it.
Guilt and pain engulfed her heart. She pressed her forehead against Pei Jinting's hand.
"Jingheng. I'm sorry. I was wrong."
He was so kind to her, protected her with all his life, and was even willing to risk his life to save her.
It would be no exaggeration to say that what she was going to do next was to cut his heart with a knife.
Pei Jinting didn't know what she was thinking. He just thought she was feeling guilty about the assassination. He gently rubbed the top of her head with his palm.
"Good boy Yuanyuan. Stop crying."
Gu Qingyuan nodded sharply.
She doesn't cry.
What King Qin said may not be true. She hasn't asked clearly about the origin of the hairpin, and there are a lot of things wrong with Qin's entry into the palace.
The time when Mrs. Ruan picked her up did not coincide with the time when Concubine Lu entered the palace.
She must find out what kind of inside story is going on here.
Even if she and Pei Jinting are really brother and sister, if they want to break up, they must break up clearly.
Pei Jinting lost too much blood and was very weak. Gu Qingyuan accompanied him to use the decoction and watched him fall asleep before leaving the inner room.
She first called He Zheng. The assassin's attack was sudden, but He Zheng sent people to patrol the area afterwards. She didn't know if the assassin had been caught.
If you haven't caught him, you have to find a way to find him.
He has been hiding in the dark, there is no guarantee that one day the assassin will appear again, will he suffer another assassination?
If you don't take precautions, you don't know how you will die.
He Zheng entered the side room and saw Gu Qingyuan. She handed over a piece of paper with what looked like the arrow in Pei Jinting's hand drawn on it.
"I don't know how Jing Heng arranged things like this before. Can you find out where this arrow came from?"
In front of Linjiang Immortal Gate, the arrow should have been aimed at her, otherwise Pei Jinting would never have hugged her sideways.
She looked at the arrow and said slowly,
"Is there any news about the assassin? Has he been found? Are there any traces?"
He Zheng was stunned for a moment at first, then carefully took the paper with arrows on it.
The young master has actually arranged everything, but Xu hasn't had time to explain it to the young lady.
Now looking at the arrangements made by the young lady, they are almost the same as those made by the young master.
"The assassin ran fast, but the general route has been figured out."
"He's going to Tai'anfang."
Gu Qingyuan thought about the location of Tai'anfang. She had been there a few days ago for an appointment with Mingwei...
Suddenly, a cold light flashed through my mind.
When was the first time she wore the hairpin that Mrs. Qin gave her?
The time I went to Ming's house.
She always saved Mingwei during the riot. I remember that when she went to Ming's house that day, Prime Minister Ming almost fainted...
Gu Qingyuan was shocked.
She shook her head, it must be a coincidence.
The Ming family has always remained neutral in the struggle for imperial power.
What's more, the old prime minister of the Ming Dynasty was once the teacher of the current prince.
It was probably when she went to Tai'anfang that someone saw the hairpin.
After He Zheng left, Gu Qingyuan looked at the two identical hairpins in trance.
In the next few days, whenever Gu Qingyuan wanted to go to Pei Jinting, she would be blocked.
The mean housekeeper standing at the door had a coffin-like face and softly hoped that Gu Qingyuan would not disturb Pei Jinting's recovery.
Gu Qingyuan no longer had the same impulse as on the first day. Once she was stopped, she didn't get upset and turned around and left.
When I got back, I changed my clothes, stepped on the small stool, climbed through the window and entered the inner room.
Sometimes when Pei Jinting is awake, he can see her coming in from the window and sighing,
"Where did the flower picker come from? I can't stand it now..."
Then when Gu Qingyuan came to the bed, she hugged him.
"You are such a flower picker, how come your waist is so thin?"
Not only that, but it also tells Gu Qingyuan where to crawl further and from which angle that others cannot see.
He held her in his arms and pressed his lips to her ear. The two of them were so close, one's heart was still and the other was distracted, and his breathing was a little heavier.
Gu Qingyuan blocked his mouth with her backhand,
"Nanny is still outside, please be gentle."
Pei Jinting couldn't help but laugh, who was making this nonsense? The mistress of the house had to climb through the window to get in.
Often after such an interruption from her, Pei Jinting's mind would become dull again. In fact, it was just to recuperate his health, and his blood would surge up, which would make him even more dizzy.
On this day, as soon as Gu Qingyuan climbed out of the window from Pei Jinting, a nun from the palace came and knocked on the door, saying that it was the queen who invited Gu Qingyuan to come into the palace.
He said he wanted to hear how Pei Jinting was recovering from his injury.
Gu Qingyuan smiled, the queen took care of three meals a day and sent people into the palace to report the news. How could she not know how Pei Jinting was recovering from his injury?
But for such a legitimate reason, Gu Qingyuan had no choice but to pack up and go to the palace.
Mrs. Pei Sanshao..."
Walking into Zhuhonggong Alley, Gu Qingyuan heard a voice behind her.
She turned around and saw a young man wearing a purple brocade robe standing not far away.
Behind him stood several palace men and chamberlains.
Seeing her turn back, Qin Dynasty smiled at her and walked forward.
Gu Qingyuan lowered her eyes, took a step back, and said slightly, "Your Highness, King Qin."
"The king is going to Zhaoyang Palace to meet his mother and concubine. Madam, is she going to Fengyi Palace?"
King Qin had a gentle smile on his face and his voice was soft and slow. He looked like the most beautiful and humble gentleman.
But Gu Qingyuan knew what kind of evil spirit was hidden under this human skin.
"Yeah." Gu Qingyuan responded, not wanting to say anything else to him, so she turned around and left.
But King Qin was behind her. Looking at her thin back, he slowly followed her.
"Ayuan, what do you think about that matter?"
Gu Qingyuan had only taken a few steps when she heard a voice coming from behind her.
He paused, turned around, and looked at King Qin's smiling face.
"What does Your Highness want to say?"
King Qin glanced at the palace attendant behind her as if unintentionally, with a gentle smile still on his face, pointing to the hairpin on her head,
"I'm just worried about Jingheng."
There was a hint of sadness in his eyes.
"If there is anything I can do to help you, my cousin must ask."
Hearing his words, Gu Qingyuan pondered for a moment and said,
"There is indeed something that I would like to ask the prince for help with."
King Qin raised his eyebrows.
"My lord, please see me in the future. You must stay away from me."