Yan Rong stared at Yu'er who was calm and composed, as if he didn't hear anything: "What did you say?"
Yu'er smiled sweetly and opened her teeth slightly: "I want to see His Highness King Yi!"
Confirming that he heard correctly and that he was not dreaming, Yan Rong laughed angrily: "It's just a dream! Your majesty, how can you see me just when you want to?"
The corner of Yu'er's mouth raised slightly: "I am a slave and a commoner, so naturally I can't meet you. But it's different with the introduction of Commander Yan. After all, the official is a good brother of His Highness in the past!"
Seeing that she finally revealed her true purpose, Yan Rong immediately became alert: "I'm going to disappoint you! I used to be King Yi's brother, but now we are strangers. Also, you asked me about King Yi three times.
What is the purpose?"
Yu'er raised her hand to straighten the hair on his temples: "The officials are too worried. This slave is a weak woman with no strength to tie a chicken. Even if she sees His Highness King Yi, what else can she do? She is nothing more than someone who has admired His Highness for a long time.
Daimyo, so I just want to have a look! Moreover, I also want to help the official and His Highness mend the relationship."
"At a glance? To mend the relationship?" Yan Rong looked at her warily: "Don't use those high-sounding reasons to dismiss me! I won't accept that! If you don't tell your true purpose today, don't blame me for being rude!
"
As he spoke, he stretched his muscles and grabbed her wrist, his starry eyes already filled with murderous intent.
"Are you sure you want to kill someone in public?" Yu'er looked at him fearlessly, with a slight smile on her lips: "It's easy for an official to kill a slave, but have you thought about how to deal with the emperor?
"
This sentence made Yan Rong hesitate a little. He raised his eyes and looked around, seeing all the passers-by looking at them with searching eyes. He thought for a moment, pulled Yu'er into the villa, picked an unoccupied box and walked in.
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"There's no one here! I can do whatever I want!" Yan Rong closed the door, pushed her against the wall, grabbed her slender neck with one hand, and asked in a cold voice: "Tell me! What is your purpose?
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Yu'er was forced to hold her head high, but there was no fear on her face: "I just want to get acquainted with His Highness King Yi. What are you worried about? Besides, with you by my side, who can hurt King Yi?"
"Don't talk about him!" Yan Rong slightly increased his force and gritted his teeth: "If you don't say anything, I will make you disappear from this world!"
"It's the same thing! I just want to see Your Majesty, and I don't mean any harm!" Yu'er's face gradually turned pale and she had difficulty breathing: "If the official refuses to take me to see him, I will have no choice but to go to Lanruo Temple by myself."
"Lanruo Temple? What are you doing there?" Yan Rong's heart trembled, but he pretended to be calm.
Yu'er turned her eyes and said softly: "Of course I am going to Lanruo Temple to see His Highness King Yi! I know that he is writing books in the palace in name, but in fact he is hiding in Lanruo Temple for retreat."
"Tell me! What else do you know?" Yan Rong raised his eyebrows, his stern eyes staring directly at her.
Yu'er still smiled like a spring flower: "I also know that His Highness often secretly meets with the ministers here. The officials often do not return home and pretend to be dissolute, just to see him here."
I didn’t expect that she knew so much! But how did she know? Have these secrets reached the emperor’s ears?
Yan Rong was shocked. He tightened his grip on Yu'er's neck. In a short time, Yu'er would die in his hands.
Yu'er's breathing became increasingly difficult, her eyes were bloodshot, but her face had lost all color.
She grabbed Yan Rong's hand and said with all her strength: "Don't worry, sir, the emperor doesn't know about this matter, and will never know about it. Doesn't the officer have many questions about the slave? As long as the minister is willing to let the slave
When you meet His Highness King Yi, I will tell you everything!"
"It's too late. I have no interest in a dead person at all!" Yan Rong's face was gloomy, and the murderous intent in his dark and bright eyes was getting stronger and stronger.
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The setting sun reflected the pines and cypresses on the mountain, and a few crows rested in the trees, calling sadly.
A carriage winds along a mountain road hidden by dense forests
Okay, the driver with a serious face is none other than Tie Lin, the bodyguard of Prince Yi's Mansion.
The carriage stopped in front of Lanruo Temple. Xu Daocheng, two young monks, Wu Zhen and Wu Chan, were already waiting outside the door.
The carriage door opened, and the disguised Yan Rong jumped out of the carriage, looked around cautiously, and then turned around to help the man in the carriage get out of the carriage as well.
The man was dressed in a goose-yellow silk robe. He was petite, with a slender figure, red lips, white teeth, and beautiful eyes. If no one looked carefully, no one would recognize that "he" was Yan Rong's concubine, Bai Yujue.
Under the cover of the three monks, the two hurriedly entered the temple, while Tie Lin stayed behind to guard the door.
The two of them first burned three sticks of incense in the Main Hall and paid obeisance to Master Guanyin before being led to the Dongbiao Hall by Xu Daocheng.
In the elegant and clean side hall, light sandalwood is burning. A row of low-hanging bamboo curtains and two guards with swords separate the visitors from King Yi.
Through the small gap in the bamboo curtain, Yu'er could vaguely see a tall and elegant figure, who seemed to be sitting cross-legged at the table sifting tea.
Yu'er walked to the bamboo curtain and said gracefully: "Yu'er would like to greet His Highness King Yi. Please forgive me for troubling you."
After a long silence, a voice came from behind the bamboo curtain: "I heard that you have always wanted to see me?"
Yu'er was blessed again: "His Royal Highness King Yi is well-known throughout the world, and he was once the elder brother of Yan Rong. So Yu'er came boldly, hoping to have a glimpse of His Highness."
There was silence for a long time behind the bamboo curtain, and then an indifferent voice sounded again: "I can't say that I'm very elegant, but since I'm here, let's sit down and have a cup of tea before leaving."
"Thank you, Your Highness." Yu'er thanked him and then knelt side by side with Yan Rong on the futon in front of the bamboo curtain.
Wu Zhen and Wu Chan brought tea and snacks. Yu'er poured a cup of tea with her bare hands and presented it to the bamboo curtain: "Thank you, Your Highness, for being willing to meet Yu'er. Yu'er will offer you a cup of tea instead of wine." As he said,
She took a small sip.
The voice behind the bamboo curtain was a little careless: "I caught a cold a few days ago, so my appearance has been damaged. I cannot meet the girl. I hope you will forgive me."
"How dare you blame Yu'er?" Seeing that he refused to meet, Yu'er was a little disappointed.
After the greetings, Yu Fengjin asked straight to the point: "I heard that you are very aware of my whereabouts, and you have also inquired about my interests and hobbies. You have worked so hard to come to see me. What do you mean by this? You might as well tell me directly!"
Yu'er took another sip of tea, and then sighed quietly: "It is said that His Highness and Yan Rong have broken off their friendship, but Yu'er doesn't think so. Your Highness can agree to see the slave so easily, and you are not afraid that the slave is here to assassinate you. This shows that you have great feelings for me.
Yan Rong’s trust.”
A cold voice came from behind the bamboo curtain: "To determine whether a person is a killer, you must catch him when he does it. It is better to face the crisis head-on than to be worried about him all day long. This has always been my way of survival.
!Besides, everything you can see and cannot see in this temple is full of killers. Even if Yan Rong is not present, you can't hurt me in the slightest."
Yu'er was startled when she heard this, then smiled and said: "Your Highness is indeed bold, careful and thoughtful. No wonder the emperor is so jealous of you! Even after twenty years, he still refuses to let down his guard!"
As soon as these words came out, Yan Rong's expression immediately changed, and a cold light loomed in his sleeves.
"Miss Yu'er is also very courageous." A faint laughter came from behind the bamboo curtain: "Did you get the emperor's permission for doing this without asking?"
A faint smile appeared on the corners of Yu'er's lips: "Your Highness, there is no need to test anymore. Yu'er is not here under the emperor's order this time."
"Then what is your purpose?" The person behind the bamboo curtain remained calm.
Yu'er stared deeply at the bamboo curtain and said eloquently: "I heard that twenty years ago, all of your close relatives were killed by Emperor Yu, and many loyal ministers were killed because of your highness. You can see your highness today,
I must have put down those hatreds long ago, and I admire you very much. I think back in the past, I was born in a wealthy family, but my parents were persecuted by female gangsters, making me an orphan overnight. Over the years, I have never let go of the hatred of destroying my family.
May I ask how your highness managed to coexist peacefully with the enemy?"
Yan Rong glared and interrupted her hastily: "Yu'er, are you crazy? Do you know what you are talking about?"
Yu'er said calmly: "Of course I know. And I risk my death
I came here just to ask His Highness about this question. As long as I can get the answer, it is worth my life even if I die."
"You-" Yan Rong was shocked and angry, and was actually at a loss for words.
"Interesting." Yu Fengjin interrupted him and continued: "I deeply sympathize with Miss Yu'er's experience. However, Miss Yu'er must have misunderstood what happened twenty years ago, which is why she has this question. However,
It’s no wonder that ordinary people always like exaggerated stories..."
Yu'er's expression finally moved: "Your Highness, you mean that the death of the late Queen twenty years ago had nothing to do with Emperor Yu?"
Yu Fengjin replied without thinking: "The late empress had a deep love for the late emperor and his wife, so she took the initiative to follow the late emperor. Naturally, it had nothing to do with Emperor Yu."
"What about the three ministers who cared about life? Did their deaths have nothing to do with Emperor Yu?" Yu'er's face changed slightly, and beads of sweat were already forming on her nose.
Yu Fengjin replied directly: "Emperor Yu's ascension to the throne is reasonable and legal. These ministers dare to disobey the imperial edict and doubt the emperor's identity. They deserve to die!"
"If all this is true, then why did the Emperor trap His Highness here and send people to monitor him at all times?" Yu'er's face turned red and her eyes suddenly turned angry.
However, Yu Fengjin never hesitated: "I was brought up by the Empress Dowager Xiaokang, and I have a deep brotherhood with the Emperor. I stayed here because I couldn't bear to leave. There is no such thing as 'trapped'. As for surveillance, it is even more nonsense."
Talk! Does Miss Yu'er think that these people around me are sent by the emperor to monitor me?"
Yu'er took a deep breath, slowly lowered her eyes, and her voice trembled slightly: "Your Highness's words made Yu'er speechless."
After finishing speaking, another gentle voice came from behind the bamboo curtain: "Miss Yu'er, rumors stop with the wise. You are curious, and I don't blame you. But if these words reach the ears of the emperor, it will not only be you, but also the emperor."
Even the people you care about most will be implicated. I hope the girl can be careful about her words and deeds in the future!"
Yu'er smiled sadly and said nonchalantly: "Thank you, Your Highness, for reminding me, but Yu'er is alone, so I don't care anymore."
"What about Yan Rong? Don't you care about him at all?" Yu Fengjin suddenly asked...
Yu'er slowly clenched her fists, her eyebrows trembled slightly, she bit her lip and said nothing.
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Outside the house, the sky is overcast and the ground is dark, with a waning moon and a few cold stars. Everything on the mountain is quiet, and a tall shadow is reflected on the snow-white wall, stretched very long by the moonlight.
"Your Highness." Tie Lin came over with hot tea and placed it in front of Yu Fengjin: "Yan Rong wants me to ask Your Highness, what should I do with Yu'er?"
Yu Fengjin lowered her head and wrote quickly, saying calmly: "She is the emperor's person, what can I do to her."
Tie Lin frowned: "Is she here today to test for the emperor?"
Yu Fengjin put down her pen and sighed: "Whether it is true or not, since the last Guoben case, the Emperor no longer trusts me. It's time to do something to regain the Emperor's trust!"
"What do you mean, Your Highness?"
Yu Fengjin looked out the window and said word by word: "Tomorrow - go down the mountain."