Murong Yingluo did not expect that after learning the truth, Zhen'er did not seek life and death, but chose to marry Yang Bupo. Zhen'er also made such a choice because she was angry with Amai.
From that day on, every time Zhen'er saw Amai, it was like seeing an enemy. She would gnash her teeth and glare at each other with hatred. Yingluo had no other choice but to persuade him.
Time flies by and I don’t realize it. Behind the seemingly peaceful scene are turbulent waves.
What makes Yingluo confused is that her father Murong Xuan has been hiding from the two sisters, and Gongyichu rarely appears on the dragon boat.
The queen would come to Nianxinyuan for two days in a row. Yingluo knew clearly that the queen was just doing this to show the emperor and Prince Zheng.
The bright moon is like frost, and the setting moon in the western sky lightly casts a layer of crimson sunset glow, and twilight gradually envelopes the place.
After dinner, Yingluo picked up the strategy classics that Si Wushang had given her. In the dark night, when King Zheng was not around, she couldn't sleep well, so she simply read it at night with a candle.
Although the queen would always say some sarcastic words, Yingluo would laugh it off as sisters after all, but there is one sentence that the queen said was not wrong. No matter her background or knowledge, she was not worthy of Prince Zheng. She would always have her fate locked in her rebirth.
Hold it firmly in your hand.
Yingluo held the classics and studied them under the lamp. She heard the sound of subtle footsteps and raised her hand slightly, but she saw Si Wushang walking out of the inner hall in silver-gray plain clothes. The silver accessories on his head covered the cinnabar between his eyebrows.
This outfit of his was something I had never seen before.
He wondered why he didn't leave in a hurry today as before. He seemed to have something to tell himself, and looked at Zhen'er who was beside him and said, "Zhen'er!"
Zhen'er heard Yingluo calling softly and thought that Yingluo wanted to drink tea, so she hurriedly picked up the teapot and said, "Miss, you have tea!"
"No, it's getting late, you should go back and rest!"
Zhen'er looked at the couple and realized that the young lady was taking care of everything about the prince, but it was inappropriate for her to stay here.
"Yes! Zhen'er resigns!"
After sending Zhen'er away, Yingluo put down her book and said, "The prince has something to say to me, and I am all ears."
The relationship between the two is becoming more and more harmonious. Except that they have not fulfilled their duties as husband and wife, they are no different from ordinary loving couples.
Si Wushang's worries are much heavier than Yingluo's. Tomorrow is the day to take the blood from the emperor's heart. Whether he can help the emperor's life depends on this. If the emperor lives for one more year, he will have a way to reverse the situation.
But before that, he wanted to compensate Yingluo. She was a good wife, but she was left out in the cold so that the emperor could treat his illness. Not only did she not complain, she also helped him.
Tonight is the calm before the storm, so I took advantage of the moment of peace to take her out to play.
"You clean up, I'll take you to a place."
He is different today than before. Yingluo always wants to ask clearly and will not follow him stupidly, "Where are you going?"
"You'll know when you go there."
I originally wanted to give it away, "In fact, it's not a special place. A hundred miles north of Longze, there is the ancient city of Fengming. During the day, people are busy working, and at night, many people come out to sing and dance to enjoy the beauty of the mountains and rivers.
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In the past, when the two brothers accompanied the late emperor to escape the summer heat, they would disguise themselves as passers-by and enjoy themselves with the people. The folk customs here are relatively simple and simple. Compared with the people in the capital, the people here are more unique. They don't know each other and have a more human touch.
Yingluo wanted to go out with Prince Zheng for fun, but she still remembered Dieyi, "Your Majesty, you can go out for another day, Your Majesty's safety is the most important thing.
"Don't worry! Just have fun tonight!" With the protection of the secret guards, ordinary people can't hurt him.
Si Wushang had already ordered someone to prepare a maroon horse. Si Wushang rushed forward in a few steps, leaped in the air and easily jumped onto the horse's back. He tightened the reins with one hand and stretched out his other hand towards Yingluo.
Yingluo handed her hand to hers and sat in his arms. This was the first time he carried her on a horse.
The night wind blew by, ruffling the hair on her forehead. Yingluo leaned in his arms, feeling warmth spread in her heart.
Two people are riding on horses covered with bright stars and a bright moon.
Secret guards accompanied him all the way. Prince Zheng always acted carefully, and someone had already gone to Fengming Ancient City to set up spies.
The two of them had just left Nianxinyuan on horseback. Dieyi led a group of people to investigate and found that the secret guards protecting King Zheng had withdrawn. Dieyi led a group of people and walked out of the darkness. This time King Zheng was out on a trip and it was a good time to start.
opportunity.
I really ignored Prince Zheng at first, always thinking that he was a delicate and sickly prince.
Even though the emperor of Cheng Han tightly sealed his illness, he was still able to find out some information.
"Send someone to follow you first and wait for the opportunity. I'll be there soon."
Prince Zheng's martial arts skills should be pretty good. The best way to get close to him is to disguise himself and get in with Prince Zheng and his wife.
In a hidden corner, Die Yi took out the potion and human skin mask from his arms, and suddenly a black figure stood in front of Die Yi, holding a long sword in his hand, the white blade glowing with a cold green edge, and pressed it against Die Yi's neck
, the speed is so fast that people are defenseless.
"Die Yi, you are not allowed to harm Prince Zheng and his wife!"
In the dark night, the sound turned into ice, and the cold sword edge was close to the skin of her neck. It only took a little force to slit her throat.
Dieyi's cold eyes looked at the man in black, his neck throbbed, and his voice trembled slightly, "Young Master Yu, once King Zheng dies, the emperor of Chenghan will not live long. Murong Xuan will definitely take action. When the time comes, Chenghan will
There will be chaos. Not only will Murong Xuan be charged with harming the country, but it will also be a great opportunity for the ancient Wu Kingdom to send its army northward.
"I said you are not allowed to touch Prince Zheng and his wife. Don't you understand my order? Dieyi, you must know that it is easy for me to kill you."
Dieyi knew that his martial arts skills were more than superior to hers, and if she wanted to kill her, she would not be able to kill him with his sword.
He is just the nephew of his master, the troubled grandson of the previous dynasty, and is not qualified to order him.
Dieyi is not afraid of death. She is afraid that she will not be able to complete the task entrusted to her by her master. "Young Master Yu, have you forgotten that you have an sworn hatred with Cheng Han? How can you explain to your master if you just give up this golden opportunity?"
"You don't need to worry about this. I will explain it to my aunt."
The blade of the sword in his hand moved unconsciously to warn Dieyi, and Dieyi felt cold blood mixed with sticky blood flowing from his neck.
Die Yi frowned. Fortunately, he was merciful and only cut the flesh. However, she still had something to say, "His Royal Highness Arnold and Princess Man'er will come to Yingchuan in two days. When the time comes, please Young Master Yu."