"Drive!" A sweaty horse galloped past the streets of the capital. Song Hanzhao turned over and dismounted, strode straight into the Xuezhai, and rushed straight into Qingruo's yard. No one could stop him.
"I've seen King Zi Ling." Qingruo heard the noise and walked out, seeing Song Hanzhuo standing in the hall with a solemn face.
"Aunt, the prince..." Before the servants could finish speaking, Qingruo nodded, waved the servants to go down, and asked, "The prince came to the door of my snow house today. What's the matter?"
"She's not dead, right?" Song Hanzhuo asked in a cold voice, staring at Qingruo with sinister eyes. His voice was colder than the ice and snow outside. Qingruo couldn't help but shudder, and then calmly asked, "My lord,
, my young lady passed away ten years ago, you should know better than this slave."
"Impossible!" Song Hanzhuo grabbed Qingruo's neck, with a horrifying look in his eyes, "You all lied to me, he is not dead at all!"
"Ahem...Miss is dead. She will be dead in ten years!"
"My lord, what are you doing?!" Qing Hua and others ran in and were shocked when they saw this scene, "Hurry up and let go of sister Qingruo, she will be strangled to death by you."
"Did the prince forget that it was the county owner who was sent away with your palm?" Qingying walked in at some point and said coldly, "If the prince has forgotten, the slaves will remember clearly that you
A slap not only interrupted the relationship between the county master and you, but also ruined the county master's life for half a year. Don't you think it's ridiculous to come to Xuezhai today?"
"Shut up!" Song Hanzhuo threw Qingruo away, looking like a devil returning from hell, "No, she is not dead. I saw her in Yunxiao Palace today. You are all lying to me.
!”
Qingqin helped Qingruo up and asked with concern, "Sister Qingruo, are you okay?" Qingruo shook her head and looked at Song Hanzhuo, who was a little crazy. Song Hanzhao had been tolerant of Ye Fuxun's death for the past ten years. Why today?
So excited?
"Qingying, the other day you said you saw someone who looked very similar to the young lady at Jinshui Building, right?" Qingruo looked at Song Hanzhuo's soulless back and asked, anything that can stimulate Song Hanzhuo must be related to the young lady.
, is the lady really still alive?
"Sister Qingruo, you mean..." Qingying was shocked, "But although that person looks very similar to the county owner, she doesn't recognize me, and she has a husband and a pair of children."
"Qingyun, go notify Biluo and ask her to find out who that person is." Biluo was injured and rested in Xuanxiao Pavilion. During the days when Ye Fuxun was poisoned, Biluo was unconscious for a long time for some reason. Waiting
When she woke up, Ye Fuxun was no longer crowded.
Prince Ziling's Mansion.
"Yun Li, go check again." Song Hanzhuo threw an empty wine jar at his feet and ordered, "I must know who she is!"
"Your Majesty, my subordinates found nothing in the last investigation. If Mrs. Wuxun is really the princess, why didn't Xuanxiao Pavilion know about it?" Yun Li asked doubtfully, seeing Song Hanzhao opening another bottle of wine, "Your Majesty, you
Stop drinking."
"Get out!" Song Hanzhuo pushed Yun Li away, stumbled towards Bieyi Pavilion, sat on the edge of the bed holding the soft pillow that Ye Fuxun had used, and murmured, "Xun'er, can you come back? Xun'er.
Son……"
Back then, Ye Fuxun left decisively and took away all the things that belonged to her in Bieyi Pavilion, while Song Hanzhuo left none of Song Hanzhuo's things in Bieyi Pavilion. Looking at the empty square, Song Hanzhuo saw a touch of light blue.
The figure, sitting on the soft couch, looked at him with a faint smile, "Ah Zhuo, I'll be back."
"Xun'er." Song Hanzhuo threw aside the soft pillow in his hand and walked carefully to the beautiful figure. He saw a familiar face and a familiar voice, but when he touched it slightly, nothing was left, leaving only emptiness.
house, Song Hanzhuo laughed foolishly...
Wu Xun sat alone by the dressing table, looking at himself in the mirror. He suddenly remembered Song Hanzhuo's words in Yunxiao Palace today, and gently stroked her face. What kind of person did she resemble?
From the eunuch to the Queen Mother's surprise, to the steward of Jinshui Tower, and to King Ziling's reaction, she always felt that the revelation was strange, as if she had forgotten someone important.
"What are you thinking about?" The familiar scent of medicine approached him. Ji Mingnan bent down, looked at Wu Xun in the bronze mirror, and smiled softly, "Madam, what are you thinking about? Are you thinking so absorbedly?"
"Nothing." Wu Xun smiled and shook his head. Ji Mingnan picked up the mahogany comb and gently combed Wu Xun's hair. His black hair was like a black waterfall, "I haven't combed your hair for a long time."
Wu Xun held his hand, which was still so cold. She stood up, took out the comb, and frowned slightly, "Wearing so little, what if you catch a cold?"
"I'm in good health, but you're just too careful." Ji Mingnan said nonchalantly, holding Wu Xun's hand and walking to the bedside, "I'm so lucky to meet you in this life."
Snow quietly fell outside the window again, and the stove burning the incense inside the house melted the snow beside the window. Another year passed. Ji Mingnan looked at the sleeping person lying next to him, and copied the words he had already engraved in his mind with trembling fingers.
Over and over again, the pain in his chest became more and more intense. Finally, tremblingly, he took out a porcelain bottle from under the pillow, poured out a pill, drank it, and then recovered.
As soon as the new year is over, spring comes, everything revives, and in February the grass grows and orioles fly. While Ji Mingnan's health is still good, Wu Xun plans to return to Yaoyu Valley with his family. Ye Xiu'an comes to see him off early in the morning. He and Ji Mingnan are talking in the study.
After being there for more than an hour, "King Zi Ling has started to check Wu Xun's identity. He has been stopped by Xuan Xiao Pavilion several times. It seems that he has begun to become suspicious."
Ji Mingnan's lips curled up slightly, "It's not normal for him to suspect, but even if he checked, he wouldn't be able to find any clues, because Ye Fuxun is dead, and now there is only Wu Xun."
"I really don't want her to get involved in this place in the capital again. It would be best if I go back to Yaoyu Valley with you and continue to live a quiet life." Ye Xiuan poured a cup of herbal tea for Ji Mingnan and asked worriedly,
"Years ago, you had several poisonous attacks, which really scared her. Go back to Yaoyu Valley and take good care of her. It will be good for you and her."
"I know." Ji Mingnan stood up and bowed to Ye Xiu'an, "Thank you very much."
"What do you two grown men have to say in private? You've been talking for more than an hour." Wu Xun couldn't help but knock on the door and said, "I'm starting to suspect that you two are doing something shameful behind my back.
It’s something.”
Ji Mingnan opened the door and tapped Wu Xun's forehead lovingly, "What are you thinking about in your head?"
As soon as they went out, they saw Song Changning standing at the door. Wu Xun and Ji Mingnan looked at each other, wondering why Song Changning was here, "I've seen the princess before."
"Uncle, why are you here too?" Song Changning asked curiously when he saw Ye Xiu'an. He looked around but did not see Ji Henuo's person, and said with some disappointment, "I learned that Mr. Ji and Mrs. Ji are leaving Beijing.
Chang'an is here to see you off on the order of the Queen Mother." After clapping her hands, several palace maids behind brought a dazzling array of rewards, "These are all rewards from the Queen Mother."
"I have thanked the Queen for the reward, but as a doctor, this is my duty. I hope the princess can take these back."
"Mother, everything is ready." Ji Ernuo came from behind leading a tall horse. He was slightly startled when he saw Song Changning, and then saluted, "I have met the princess."
Song Changning's eyes lit up and he asked with a smile, "Will you come to the capital again?"
"Probably not." Ji Ernuo said, nodded to Song Changning, helped Wu Xun get on the carriage, and said to Ye Xiu'an, "Uncle Ye, I have prepared some wine in Yaoyu Valley, waiting for your arrival."
Ye Xiu'an patted his shoulder and nodded happily. Ji Ernuo smiled at Song Changning, got on his horse and walked towards the sky. Song Changning looked at the carriage farther and farther with some disappointment.
"Princess, the weather is getting cold. Please go back to the palace so as not to worry the Queen."
"Uncle, can Changning go to Yaoyu Valley with you next time?" Song Changning asked, pulling Ye Xiu'an's sleeve. She didn't even know that Ye Xiu'an had such a relationship with the Ji family, and her eyes moved as she looked at Ye Xiu'an.
"Little girl, don't have any evil thoughts." Ye Xiu'an said, his eyes fell on a tall figure, and his eyes suddenly became sharp, watching him enter another street.
"Your Majesty, let's go back." Yun Li reminded softly.
Song Hanzhuo looked at the carriage disappearing into the sky, his hand unconsciously rubbing a jade pendant with a crack on his waist, "Yunli, Ji Mingnan also knows medical skills, he also knows medical skills."
"He?" Yun Li looked at Song Hanzhuo in confusion, and an idea came to his mind, "You mean Ji Nanbei, who has disappeared for ten years?"
"Ji Mingnan, Ji Nanbei." Song Hanzhao suddenly understood that Ji Nanbei, whose courtesy name was Mingting, wasn't Ji Mingnan's name just one word after another. Thinking of this, Song Hanzhao got on his horse and chased after the carriage. Yun Li
He hurriedly followed, "Your Majesty, this Ji Mingnan looks nothing like Mr. Ji."
Song Hanzhuo only had one thought in his heart at this time, that is, Wu Xun is Ye Fulun. It cannot be wrong, it must be like this. He raised his whip and hurriedly caught up with Ji Mingnan on the official road.
"King Zi Ling, is something wrong?" Ji Mingnan opened the car curtain and looked at Song Hanzhuo, who was chasing him. Wu Xun wanted to stick his head out, but was stopped by Ji Mingnan.
"I want to see her."
"Who are you meeting?" Ji Mingnan asked calmly.
"Xun'er."
Ji Mingnan was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly, "Your Majesty has found the wrong person. There is no Xun'er that Your Majesty is looking for here."
"Wuxun is my king's Xun'er."
"Your Majesty, Wu Xun is my wife, not your former princess who passed away." Ji Mingnan looked at Song Hanzhuo coldly, "I must have made it clear to the prince in the capital, why is the prince still insisting on her?"
"Ji Nanbei!" Song Hanzhuo's patience has reached its limit!