Zhao Mingxi was thrown to pieces, and before he could realize what happened, he heard the screams of everyone and the sound of tables and chairs moving chaotically on the ground.
Then came Zhao Yuechan's exclamation, accompanied by the other women's exclamations, "Quick, there are assassins escorting you!"
Zhao Mingxi's mind was buzzing and he couldn't think at all.
Then she touched a hand of viscous liquid, and her heart was suddenly clenched tightly by an invisible giant hand, suppressing her to the point where every breath she took became extremely difficult.
Then she saw the edge of the emerald green clothes next to her, the hair that was already graying, and the double-stranded emerald hairpin that she had just admired the day before yesterday.
Next is the face.
That face that has been with me for many years.
The aunt in charge of the palace was not her wet nurse. Her wet nurse was sent out of the house because of her evil intentions and could not stay with her all the time.
These private events in the back house appeared in my life prematurely.
Then this aunt in charge of the palace came. She was the daughter of the nun who lived before my grandmother. She lost her husband when she got married and had a child who could not stand after she was born.
Grandma said that he is a hard-working person and a safe person, so he should be placed in front of Mingxi!
It seems that her maiden name is Wan Niang.
Later, when she came to see her, she was called Aunt Yun.
It's because her surname is Yun, and after entering the palace, she almost lost her name.
Even Zhao Mingxi himself rarely calls her by her given name.
But she has been with him for so many years, and indeed, as his grandmother said, she has a good temperament. She is very quiet at times, so quiet that sometimes you can't even notice her presence.
But she is the person who knows herself best. She knows what color she likes, what material she likes for her underwear, what expression she likes means she is unhappy, and when she is secretly having fun alone.
She even knew about the young man she had hidden in her heart for many years, and even often went to offer incense on that young man's grave on her behalf when she didn't know it.
Zhao Mingxi's tears kept pouring out of her eyes, making it difficult for her to see clearly Wan Niang's face and whether there was any worry about herself hidden in her eyes that were not closed.
She wanted to say something, but found that her lips were trembling so much that she couldn't say a word at all.
Those disturbing sounds seemed to be isolated from a distant place, leaving only the "buzzing" sound.
It is very similar to when I went to play in Zhuangzi when I was a child, and the constant sound of mosquitoes outside the mosquito net was heard.
At that time, Wan Niang would stay next to her all night, fanning her, and saying: "You must go back quickly, the skin and flesh of the girl's body will be sunburned. Whose girl is exposed to the sun like this?"
Yes, if you turn around and let the old lady see it, she will tell you."
Wan Niang Wan Niang!
Wan Niang is no longer with Zhuangzi. Now they are in the palace. Those little eunuchs are afraid of the master's beatings, and they do their work very carefully. There is absolutely no chance that a mosquito will come into the hall.
Wan Niang Wan Niang!
wrong!
Wan Niang, it’s winter now! There are no mosquitoes in winter.
Wan Niang Wan Niang!
No one has ever seen the Crown Princess lose her temper like this.
She was sitting on the ground, with a streak of thick black blood splattered on her face, her hair falling down, and her whole body seemed to have lost consciousness.
The assassin was quickly controlled.
In fact, there is no need to control it, because after taking action, the person immediately drank poison and committed suicide.
It was none other than the dancer who had just led the dance.
The movement quickly alerted the people in the front hall, and the prince and the civil and military ministers quickly rushed over.
At a glance, he saw the assassin lying on the ground and the crown princess behind the fallen main table.
Even the prince has never seen such a princess.
He immediately strode over, pulled the person up and held him in his arms, "Mingxi, are you okay?"
Zhao Mingxi heard a familiar voice. She blinked hard and finally removed the water mist in front of her eyes. Then she saw her husband's face. She turned her head with difficulty, and then she saw Wan Niang's expression on the ground with her eyes fixed on her face.
Before she could cry out, the prince covered her eyes with his hands and said, "Don't look, my aunt happened to protect you.
She hopes you are well in her heart. You are pregnant now and it is not appropriate for you to have emotional ups and downs. Don’t look at it and let someone take you aside to rest."
After saying that, Zhao Mingxi didn't wait for him to speak, and directly ordered people, "Here comes someone! Carry Aunt Yun down safely."
"No!" Zhao Mingxi quickly opened the prince's hand and shook his head, "No!"
She forgot that she had always been reserved and rational as a crown princess, "Auntie has never been too far away from me, so why not put her in my palace!"
This is not at all against the rules. How can a dead palace maid be placed in the crown prince's bedroom?
To be more serious, the princess's bedroom is the prince's bedroom.
This move may hinder the prince's fortune, but more importantly, it may have some impact on the fate of the country.
No one present dared to speak, and the prince's face already looked a little ugly.
Zhao Yuechan directly ordered at this time: "Send him to the side hall and wait."
Zhao Mingxi immediately turned to look at her angrily.
Zhao Yuechan said without hesitation: "Sister, you are too sad right now and have not considered some things clearly. Otherwise, you should rest first!"
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhao Mingxi to say anything, he bowed to Prince Yingying and said, "Your Highness, the most important thing right now is to investigate this matter clearly.
Although he drank poison and committed suicide at this moment, there is no guarantee that there are other accomplices. The important people in the court tonight are all here.
The assassin just didn't succeed, so it was just a palace maid who died, and my sister is still safe. But if we don't be vigilant at this time, wouldn't it be dangerous if they have another trick?
The safety of His Highness is the most important, and all important officials in the imperial court must also be protected, not to mention that His Majesty is still in the Qianyuan Palace!"
Zhao Mingxi was too sad just now and couldn't think rationally about the current situation, but now he is waking up bit by bit.
Zhao Yuechan's words sounded clear to my ears.
But it suddenly gave her a chill in her heart.
This is not Zhao Yuechan's temperament, nor is it something Zhao Yuechan can say.
When did she become so organized and rational?
She couldn't help but look up at the cousin over there whom she had never been able to take a liking to.
But he saw Zhao Yuechan ordering people to deal with the current affairs in an orderly manner, how to arrange the courtiers and domestic and foreign wives, and how to appease the people who had just been frightened.
He also advised the prince on how to prevent the murderer and the murderer's accomplices from escaping or having evil thoughts again.
When something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and the demonic wind at the moment is obviously blowing towards me.
She watched Wan Niang being carried away, as Zhao Yuechan said, to the side hall next door.
Zhao Mingxi's chaotic emotions seemed to be withdrawn little by little along with the stretcher, and Fufeng was becoming sober.
She got out of the prince's arms and finally regained her composure, "I was in a moment of impatience and made such a rude request. Please don't blame me, Your Highness."
After all, after all, he had been married for so many years, and he also knew the importance of Aunt Yun to the Crown Princess. The Crown Prince was not really angry, and just nodded lightly, "Nothing."
Zhao Mingxi came back to his senses and took a deep breath, "First..."
Who would have thought that after just three words were spoken, someone in the crowd suddenly exclaimed, "Jiang Liangdi, what's wrong with you?"
The person who spoke was a foreigner, who seemed to be the wife of the Minister of Civil Affairs. At this time, she subconsciously and nervously supported Jiang Shuhua.
When everyone looked over, they saw Jiang Shuhua's pale face and forehead covered with sweat.