The bright moon is like frost, the breeze is gentle, outside Longze Villa, on the shore of Longze Lake, the dark wind blows across the lake, and the water surface ripples like sparkling ghost fires, which is strange.
A black figure cut through the dark night and jumped down, followed by another light figure flying over. Dieyi followed Gongyichu and rushed to the lakeside.
Dieyi looked at him with cold eyes, her voice was cold and somewhat unhappy, "This place is heavily guarded. If it's not necessary, we'd better not meet, so as not to expose our identity. Tell me what you have to say. Why did you ask me to come?"
Gongyichu and she naturally have their own division of labor and do not interfere with each other on weekdays. Gongyichu naturally asked about the assassin.
"You should have led someone to kill King Zheng. Why did you want to kill King Zheng? I want to know whether you participated in the mission to assassinate the emperor today."
I feel angry when I think of the assassination last night. A dozen of these wimps were wiped out like that, and they even alerted the enemy. If Young Master Yu hadn't stopped him, how could Prince Zheng have escaped so easily?
In the dark night, Dieyi raised his head contemptuously and looked at Gongyichu coldly. His master had said that he was just a dog beside him. His existence was to deal with that old fox Murong Xuan. There were some things that he could not let him know.
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Everyone around the master acts independently and has a single line of contact with each other, so even if something happens to one person, it will not affect the overall situation.
"The emperor has already become suspicious of that old fox Murong Xuan. His soldiers are responsible for guarding the perimeter. The only one who can monitor the emperor at all times is the queen. However, when I see the queen, I only know that she is jealous and has no ability."
Gongyichu was very unhappy. He asked why they wanted to intercept and kill Prince Zheng instead of the emperor's family affairs. "Do you know any secrets? You have been hiding it from me."
"You should know our rules. We all act under the orders of our master. I can only tell you that the assassination of the emperor is a lie!"
Dieyi hurriedly left in the dark night. Gongyi's heart felt like cold lead. What on earth was her aunt hiding from her? Even Dieyi could climb on top of her.
Dieyi was extremely upset. His Highness and the Princess quickly went on a mission to Cheng Han, but there was indeed no progress on his side.
I was just so busy being angry that I forgot to ask Gongyichu how things were going in Puyang. It was all caused by that Yu Feibai. If you dare to betray the master, wait until I catch you and make you look good.
The next day, Yingluo leaned carefully in Gong Yichu's arms, not daring to move easily for fear of hurting his wound by moving around while she was fast asleep.
Maybe it was because his arms were too warm that he fell asleep, and it was a peaceful and dreamless night.
In the haze, I felt the tip of my nose was itchy. I frowned slightly and took a breath. I wanted to sneeze but couldn't. I heard a low laugh. It was King Zheng.
Yingluo suddenly remembered his injury and opened her eyes instantly. She saw that he was looking at her with a wicked smile, his face was still pale, and he didn't look like a seriously injured person. She just noticed his arm.
Being pinned down by him, if he tried to get up, he would inevitably pull the wound.
He hurriedly got up from his body and reproached him because he felt distressed: "Let me see the wound quickly."
Si Wushang had lost a lot of blood and her blood vessels were not smooth. In order to make her sleep more comfortable, Si Wushang didn't move all night. Now her arms were numb, stiff and had no feeling. If she opened her arms, she would find that they had changed color.
The other hand held down the immobile arm and said, "You are a gray-faced girl. You cried so hard last night and your eyes are red. The emperor will come later, so go and freshen up."
Yingluo cried heartily last night, forgetting all the grievances in her previous life. Now that it was dawn, she had to help him wash up.
"Well, I'll go get some hot water and come back to help the prince wash himself."
Si Wushang just nodded and smiled. Seeing her leaving happily, his face immediately changed color. He reluctantly pushed his body up, and found that the fingertips of his numb arms had turned dark purple. Using his internal strength, he wanted to do it as quickly as possible.
time to return to the original state.
Yingluo left the bedroom and wanted to fetch water for King Zheng herself. Just when she opened the door, she saw Amai and Yang Bupo guarding the door, but Zhen'er was nowhere to be seen.
Yingluo understood Zhen'er's mood very well. At this moment, there were two men standing at the door. One wanted to marry her but she didn't want to, and the other she loved but didn't want to marry. Maybe she was hiding somewhere and watching secretly.
Cheng Feng was guarding the door. He knew that Yang Bupo was the emperor. Seeing the princess appear, Bupo hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern: "Princess, how is the prince?"
"Don't worry, Guard Yang, the prince is awake, but he is still weak."
"Miss, do you want to go to the kitchen? They see that the prince is up, and they will bring hot water soon."
Amai is always so heart-warming, hey! The tassel faintly exposed in his arms is not the dragon scale jade lock weaved for Prince Zheng. It reminds me of my lost look last night, and it was at that time that it fell off.
Amai understood Yingluo's thoughts, and hurriedly took out the warm jade lock from her arms and handed it over, "Miss, this is what you left behind last night."
Yingluo stretched out her hand and took the jade lock, "Ah Mai, thank you." Since someone would bring hot water soon, he could spend more time with King Zheng.
In the room, Si Wushang heard the sound of footsteps and hurriedly stopped exercising. He saw Yingluo coming back quickly with a jade lock in her hand.
Si Wushang looked at him with loving eyes like spring water, with a hint of helplessness. The secret guard had already told him what Yingluo had done in the temple, "You should have prepared this for me."
Yingluo could feel his helplessness. She only gave him a pair of protective sachets, a silver comb, and a hand-knitted jade lock. It was really a lot when she thought about it. A grown man always had something on his body.
These things are somewhat inappropriate.
"Of course I will keep it well, you! As long as you give your sincerity to me, it will be the greatest treasure in the world."
Yingluo is just a random act. As long as two hearts love each other, all external things are nothing.
Looking at his pale face and slightly messy black hair, only his affectionate eyes had a hint of life, "Is the comb that was taken away by the prince here? Yingluo wants to tie a bun for the prince!"
Yingluo groomed King Zheng, and the emperor and the queen came to visit King Zheng in person. Yingluo stood aside silently and listened to the two brothers' greetings. It was obvious that in front of the emperor, King Zheng's body had become much weaker.
King Zheng tried his best to treat the emperor's illness, but the emperor still doubted King Zheng's loyalty. It turns out that accompanying the emperor is like accompanying a tiger. The emperor has no family ties, so he suddenly sympathized with him.
The emperor and the queen only came to test the matter and did not want to disturb King Zheng's recovery. They just sat there for a while and then left.
Although Si Wushang was chatting with the emperor, he was always paying attention to Yingluo's expression, "The expression you had just now was very weird."
Yingluo didn't want Si Wushang to think that she was sympathizing with him, "It's nothing? The prince saved the emperor this time, and I heard that the emperor wanted a reward."
"Some things cannot be asked for. I am weak in front of the emperor because I want to avoid some things, and also because I want to spend more time with you."
King Zheng's thoughts are like a deep pool that no one can see through, but his heart is fiery. Now that his wounds have begun to scab, he should be able to use his inner strength.
Yingluo walked forward, slowly sat on the couch, supported her arm, and said softly, "I am here to heal the wounds of the prince!"