Si Wushang leaned sideways in the large carriage, with his eyes slightly closed and a smile on his lips, feeling half relaxed and half lazy, pretending to be asleep.
Murong Yingluo was silent when she arrived, looking through the window of the carriage at the hurried flow of people passing by. Her mind was recalling every look on Dieyi's face, and her heart was wandering.
Si Wushang waited like this for a long time, but saw that she didn't say anything, "Why haven't you figured out what kind of person that Dieyi is?"
"That woman walks with her toes on the ground. She must have good Qinggong. She can pretend to be a prostitute so charmingly and charmingly. She has a deep scheming mind."
Si Wushang opened his eyes, "Is that all?"
"Well, that's all I can tell."
It seems that she still needs to practice slowly, but with her temperament, she has already made rapid progress.
He indeed had a longer-term perspective than Murong Yingluo. She suspected that this woman might have something to do with the ancient Wuguo people who came to serve as envoys to the Han Dynasty some time ago.
"The woman's fingertips seem to have thin calluses, but they are not due to practicing the piano. The calluses between her right and left hands are on both sides of the thumb. She should be practicing concealed weapons or she is practicing a two-handed sword. This woman should be practicing with a two-handed sword.
He is good at using poison."
Murong Yingluo was shocked, "How can you tell that that woman is good at using poison?"
The first time I met him, the dragon's birth incense was mixed with the pollen of Mandala Yeka, and she was carrying a sachet to avoid poison. Have you ever observed her nails, which are as bright as jade and as red as red?
The blood should not be dyed by ordinary flower petals. Even the top layer of Toothwort cannot be dyed. The blood on her hands should be blood hibiscus, also known as swamp hibiscus.
"Blood Hibiscus!" Murong Yingluo said in surprise. She had never heard of this name before. Although she didn't like rouge and gouache, her mother had once forced her to dye her nails with the petals of Toothwort. The color was indeed much darker.
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But I also sighed in my heart that he was able to analyze in such detail just by simply watching. In comparison, he was just scratching the surface. He didn't like to guess other people's thoughts, so naturally he couldn't beat him.
"The blood hibiscus originally grew in the southern swamps of the ancient Wu Kingdom. Its flowers are as colorful as blood. It specializes in absorbing the miasma poison of trees in the mountains where blood can seal the throat. It is a highly poisonous thing. After the petals are refined and applied to the nails, they are as bright as jade.
It's so bright that as long as your fingertips scratch the skin, you can see blood sealing your throat."
Murong Yingluo thought about the coquettish fingertips that were as red as blood, but they were deadly weapons. That Dieyi was a dangerous person. What was Gong Yichu's relationship with this woman?
Seeing that Murong Yingluo seemed to be thinking, the two of them would take action next, "Tonight, we will come to Yutaijiao. Today's move will definitely alert the snake. The two people will meet secretly. Then we will know what they want to do."
What to do?”
Murong Yingluo looked at him quietly. In the past, she only focused on practicing martial arts and only read some military law books. Compared with her, she lacked a lot.
"I should be able to read the classics in the prince's room."
Si Wushang looked slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, she was quite enlightened. She knew that she was looking for a book to read, and she could teach him. After thinking for a while, he said, "Okay, but there must be no damage. Remember to put it back after reading it."
Original position." His tone was unusually solemn.
Murong Yingluo got the permission, returned to the palace and went straight to the bedroom. She could not continue to be so confused. She casually browsed on the bookshelf. On the huge bookshelf, there were military laws, strategies, astrology, and medical divination, all of which were related to strategy. There was actually the late emperor's book on it.
The annotations are all essential. No wonder King Zheng cares so much about them.
Murong Yingluo noted down the location of the classics and just took it in her hand to read through it carefully. Si Wushang outside the door saw her looking attentively while reading the classics through the door.
Murong Yingluo is not stupid, but she is too naive, not good at pretending, and is also emotional. This is the reason why she chose her, and it is also her fatal weakness. What he needs is a partner who can help him, and her temperament needs to be polished.
Zhen'er stood guard outside the door and saw the prince looking at the young lady in the room, his eyebrows much softer than yesterday. The prince's temper was unpredictable and he had really wronged the young lady.
Si Wushang felt Zhen'er's gaze lingering on him, and Zhen'er hurriedly withdrew her gaze, remembering that he and his minions had not eaten anything all day long.
Seeing that she was quite satisfactory, "Go to the kitchen to get some food!"
Yingluo was engrossed in her book. She didn't know that Si Wushang was coming. Zhen'er came in with a food box and said, "Miss, take a rest for a while. It's time for dinner."
Yingluo looked up and saw the soup handed over by Zhen'er. Didn't King Zheng say that he was not allowed to eat until he memorized the medical book?
Seeing Yingluo frowning, Zhen'er explained: "Miss, this was prepared by King Zheng."
Could it be that he was testing himself? He picked up the soup with a spoon and looked through it carefully. There was no difference. There were no taboos on the ingredients inside, and there was no change in the color of the silver needle.
Zhen'er was confused by the young lady's behavior, "Miss, is it just an ordinary bowl of soup?"
"Is it because I'm too worried? Well, I'm not hungry yet. You and Amai have something to eat. I'll finish reading this volume before eating."
How can the young lady eat if they don't eat their slaves? After waiting like this for a long time, Amai walked in from outside carrying a brown package.
Seeing Amai coming, Zhen'er stepped forward to stop her and said, "Miss is reading a book, so don't bother me."
"Your Majesty ordered Guard Yang to deliver the baggage and asked the young lady to change into this outfit and go to the lotus pond."
Although Yingluo was reading, she heard Amai's words clearly. Now that the sky was darkening, she made an appointment with Prince Zheng to visit Yutai Jiao at night.
Yingluo carefully put away the classics left by the late emperor, stretched out her hand to get the brown baggage, and unfolded it to reveal a night-walking garment. She also had the night-walking garment in her baggage, but she didn't expect that he would order someone to send it to her.
Zhen'er helped Murong Yingluo put on her night clothes. In the past, the young lady and Master Gongyi would often go out in night clothes. Zhen'er was not surprised and was very sensible. Since it was the prince's order, she did not ask what the young lady was doing.
After everything was ready, Amai watched Yingluo walk out of the room neatly dressed. He wondered what the young lady was going to do. He worriedly said in his heart: "Miss, Amai will go with the young lady so that she can be taken care of."
Yingluo knew that Amai was worried, but she had made an appointment with Prince Zheng, and this was an agreement between the two of them.
"Amai, don't worry, as long as Prince Zheng is here, nothing will happen to me. And we are just going out for fun, not doing anything dangerous."
Suddenly she remembered the classics on the desk, told Zhen'er not to touch the classics on the desk, and walked towards the lotus pond alone.