Xiao Ninglan's hands froze for a moment, and he held Wei Yifang stiffly in his arms. After a while, he helped her lie down and said lightly, "You should rest first. I will get up to Xuan Yuyi and do the rest."
Let’s talk about it after you detoxify.”
Wei Yifang slowly closed her eyes, as if wet eyelashes were stuck together. She didn't dare to open her eyes, feeling that he was walking away. Suddenly, she spoke out, "Ning Lan, let Concubine Lan go, she should
He was framed!"
Xiao Ninglan didn't say anything. If he couldn't find out who the real murderer was, then Concubine Lan could only be the murderer. He didn't look back and strode out as if he hadn't heard anything.
Wei Yifang opened her eyes, a sad look appeared between her beautiful eyes. Her slender and weak fingers gradually grasped the sheets under her body, tightening them again, and the sheets with excellent texture were drawn out under her Dankou nails.
A thin line.
*****
Yan Xiaoyu heard that Wei Yifang's health had recovered, and she felt a little disappointed. Xiao Ninglan finally saved Wei Yifang with Mo Yu. It was her Mo Yu...
With Mo Yu gone, she didn't know what the point of staying in this powerful palace was.
At the end of spring, the night was as cold as water. Yan Xiaoyu was carrying the package, and Aya was holding her knife. They walked all the way to Zixiao Palace. She had sent all the maids and eunuchs to sleep, and the entire Zixiao Palace fell into silence.
Looking back at Zixiao Palace, her brows were filled with indifference. There was nothing to miss. She hugged the package in her arms tightly. Aya took her arm, tiptoed lightly, and jumped to the top of the palace.
It was time to leave. There was nothing between him and her, and he despised her and she despised him.
I don't know whether it was because the walls of the palace were too high, or because Aya's lightness skills had declined. When their bodies passed through the dense leaves of a tree, the rustling sound attracted the attention of the patrolling guards below. At the same time, they also attracted attention.
, and the shadow guards hiding in the dark.
The guard jumped up, and Aya was holding Yan Xiaoyu in her hand. It was inconvenient to fight with the guard in the air. When he landed, the guard's sword was already on Aya's neck.
At this time, Xiao Ninglan sat on the soft floor with a pale face. He listened to the shadow guard's report and rubbed his eyebrows with a headache. Yan Xiaoyu wanted to escape? She wanted to leave him and leave the palace?
After a while, he stood up, and the eunuch at the side immediately helped him tie his shawl. The bright yellow dragon shawl made his thin figure look majestic.
Yan Xiaoyu watched Aya being captured, the package in her arms being crushed by her, gritted her teeth and said, "Let her go, you guys let her go!"
The guards bowed their heads respectfully to Yan Xiaoyu, but the sword in their hands was still placed on Aya's neck, and Aya's Damascus sword was also confiscated by one of the guards.
Yan Xiaoyu was so angry that she vomited blood. It seemed that escaping really required a detailed plan. Such an impromptu attempt was doomed to fail.
A cold voice sounded from behind, "Concubine Yan, why is this?"
Yan Xiaoyu turned around, and Xiao Ninglan appeared in the imperial garden. His handsome face was as calm as water, and his deep eyes were expressionless. However, he called her Yan Fei, which proved that he was angry, and he was still very, very angry.
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She hugged the package in her arms tightly and walked to Aya, "Your Majesty, you asked them to let Aya go. It's me who wants to leave here and it has nothing to do with Aya."
"Do you want to leave?" Xiao Ninglan raised his eyebrows, and frost appeared in his beautiful phoenix eyes. He stepped closer to Yan Xiaoyu, as if to put a kind of psychological pressure on her.
Yan Xiaoyu nodded, "You have ruined Mo Yu. There is no point in me staying here. Besides, you hate me, don't you?"
"You are right!" Xiao Ninglan sneered, a fierce look flashed across his eyes, and he reached out and pinched Yan Xiaoyu's neck. Yan Xiaoyu did not move, but just closed her eyes.
Aya watched anxiously. She ignored the long sword on her neck and struck back with her elbow. The guard who threatened her bent down in pain. However, considering her identity, the sword on her neck did not dare.
Hurt her.
Aya took this opportunity to dodge and snatch it away, and the long sword fell into her hand. The cold sword pointed at Xiao Ninglan coldly. Xiao Ninglan's face darkened, and the hand holding Yan Xiaoyu's neck tightened involuntarily.
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Yan Xiaoyu stamped her feet anxiously and shouted with a slightly changed voice, "Aya, Aya put down the sword quickly..."
Aya didn't listen to her words, but looked at Xiao Ninglan with hostility. Xiao Ninglan sneered. The guard next to him had already been stunned. Yan Xiaoyu broke Xiao Ninglan's hand from her neck, rushed forward, and grabbed the long sword in Aya's hand.
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She turned back and looked at Xiao Ninglan breathlessly, "Aya is just trying to save me, you can't hurt her!"
Xiao Ninglan sneered, "Yan Xiaoyu, I advise you not to escape now. Feng Mochen is already in the land of Xiliang. In seven days, he will arrive at the Xiliang Palace. If you escape, maybe he is in Xiliang
There will be danger..."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Xiaoyu's face turned pale, and her soft lips trembled, she said, "Don't threaten me, no one can hurt Feng Mochen. Even if I can't escape now, when he comes, I will definitely ask for
He takes me away!"
Xiao Ninglan nodded slowly, and the corners of her beautiful lips curved into a beautiful arc, "Very good, I want to see how he leads you then!"
He turned around and walked towards his palace. Yan Xiaoyu was stunned there. Why was she looking at his figure a little desolate, a little desolate, and a little lonely?
Halfway through, Xiao Ninglan suddenly stopped. He turned around slowly and took out a jade pendant from his arms. It was completely black and faintly red with blood. Yan Xiaoyu screamed, "Jade——"
Xiao Ninglan raised her hand, and the ink jade drew an arc in the air, and landed steadily on the package in Yan Xiaoyu's arms. His handsome face was cold, "I will return your jade pendant to you. From now on, I will not
If I show any favoritism to you again, Concubine Yan, please take care of yourself!"
Yan Xiaoyu looked at the jade pendant in her arms. She could almost feel the temperature of his body on the jade pendant. If he didn't use the jade pendant to save Wei Yifang, how could Wei Yifang's poison be detoxified?
When she raised her head, Xiao Ninglan had already walked away. His tall and straight figure was cast by the moonlight as a long and thin shadow, infinitely lonely.
Yan Xiaoyu returned to Zixiao Palace. The eldest palace maid Mei Xiang just woke up. When she saw no one on the bed, she was frightened. The moment she saw Yan Xiaoyu bringing Aya in, her knees softened and she "thumped"
He knelt down and said, "Mother, you scared this slave to death..."
Yan Xiaoyu helped Mei Xiang up, threw the baggage aside, and sighed to Aya, "Go and rest first. The escape plan is put on hold for now!"
"Empress, do you really want to run away?" Mei Xiang was shocked, held Yan Xiaoyu's hand, and knelt down again.
Yan Xiaoyu nodded, "Meixiang, I don't want to stay here. The environment here is not suitable for me at all, so I want to leave."
Mei Xiang couldn't help but kowtow, "Mother, please, please don't have such thoughts. The lives of more than thirty people in Zixiao Palace are all tied to you..."
Yan Xiaoyu sighed, "Don't worry, Xiao Ninglan is not the kind of person who kills innocent people indiscriminately, and now, I can't escape either."
Mei Xiang was so frightened that she broke into a cold sweat and looked at the baggage next to her. So, the empress has already escaped once, but she didn't escape?
She stood up tremblingly. In the quiet night, a sharp bird song suddenly sounded, and then a giant bird swooped down. Mei Xiang's face turned pale with fright. When the giant bird approached her, it stopped again, her legs
Soft.
Yan Xiaoyu screamed with joy, "Youxiao, Xiaoer..."
The young owl landed smoothly on her arm. After a few days, the young owl seemed to have gained a lot of weight. Her arm sank a little under the pressure. Yan Xiaoyu frowned. This guy was neither light nor heavy. He could catch her.
The skin on my arms is broken.
She patted Youxiao's body with a grimace, "Where have you been wandering around these past few days? I thought you loved freedom and abandoned me..."
The young owl whined a few times, probably realizing that he had scratched Yan Xiaoyu. He flapped his wings and flew to his own bird pole, squinting his eyes to relax.
Yan Xiaoyu felt that something was different about the little owl after not seeing him for a few days. Its eyes were more ferocious, and its attacks were even more ruthless. Where had it been these past few days?
After a sleepless night, the next morning, Yan Xiaoyu had faint dark circles under her eyes. She was getting dressed under the service of Meixiang and Juxiang. On the window, a young owl was flapping its wings, as if it was restless.
Yan Xiaoyu took the dried meat that it had eaten before, but the young owl didn't even look at it. It flapped its wings and knocked the dried meat in Yan Xiaoyu's hand to the ground. It raised its head and neighed, with a lingering aura in its eyes.
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Yan Xiaoyu felt a little uneasy, looked at the dried meat on the ground, waved her hand and said, "Forget it, maybe it's not very hungry."
A eunuch came from outside to report that at noon, the Queen was hosting a banquet in Fengluan Palace. All the concubines from all palaces would be present. Concubine Lan, who had just been released from the cold palace, specially prepared a generous gift to thank the Queen.
Yan Xiaoyu drooped her head. She hadn't had a good night's rest and was in low spirits. She looked at Mei Xiang, who was busy dressing up, and said sadly, "Can I not go? I want to sleep."
"Empress, you must not do it. Concubine Lan has made so many mistakes. Because of the Queen's plea, the emperor let her go. Now the Queen has been wronged again, so you must not brush the Queen off at this time.
It’s your honor.” Mei Xiang looked cautious and almost knelt down.
Yan Xiaoyu yawned, "Whatever, just go. Don't put something so heavy on my head, it will hurt my neck."
Mei Xiang laughed out loud, and while taking off the heavy Yunxiang hair crown on her head, she inserted the golden hairpin diagonally into it. The golden hairpin trembled on her forehead, and Yan Xiaoyu looked at it.
After one glance, he was still dissatisfied, so he pulled it out by himself, inserted a hosta at random, stood up and said, "That's it, don't torment me anymore, go and ask Aya to come with me, I'm afraid those women will bully me
I."
Mei Xiang couldn't help laughing, "My dear, all the ladies in other palaces don't wear gold and silver. You are the only one wearing a jade hairpin. People will laugh at you."
Yan Xiaoyu straightened her hairpin a little, looked at herself in the mirror, and said loudly, "No matter how I dress up, I don't look as good as others. Besides, I am Yan Xiaoyu, so of course I have to take care of my family!"
Mei Xiang shook her head helplessly, and then went to call Aya. Yan Xiaoyu walked all the way to Fengluan Palace holding the gift Mei Xiang selected.
Little Xiao was hovering low behind her. She turned around, and Little Xiao stopped in the air. She glared at Xiao Xiao and muttered, "Are you also afraid that I will be bullied if I go? Don't worry, Aya is here.
…”
The young owl gave a low cry, fluttered its wings and flew away. Yan Xiaoyu walked forward indifferently, and met Liu Bin on the road. She did not ride in the sedan chair, but followed a dozen palace maids behind her. Yan Xiaoyu was a little agitated.
Cold sweat, maybe she brought out all the maids and eunuchs from the catkins palace, right?
But look, she is painting her eyebrows, wearing skirts and clothes, and walking in a fashionable manner. The palace maid behind her also seems to be superior, walking with her head held high while holding a gift. Yan Xiaoyu feels that she is being compared, and looks at the hand in her hand.
He turned around and handed the gift to Aya, smiling apologetically, "Please help me get it..."
Aya glared at her, but didn't say anything. Yan Xiaoyu walked forward. If he had known better, he would have agreed to Juxiang and the others and asked them to accompany them. She was also kind-hearted and was afraid that they would be bullied if they went there. As her master
, it’s not very effective at the moment.
In the Zixiao Palace, Weiyi's room was still pale. She was sitting at the head of the table, and she was thoughtful and polite to all the concubines. Especially to Concubine Lan, she smiled without any grudge. Concubine Lan was immediately moved to tears and presented the gift she had prepared.
A great gift - Dragon Balls of the Western Regions.
Wei Yifang declined for a few times, but in the end it was hard to refuse. She seemed to be particularly enthusiastic about Yan Xiaoyu. When she came in, Wei Yifang stood up to greet her. All the concubines sitting there looked at her with hatred and envy.
Everyone knows how the emperor treats the queen. He climbed up to the queen...
Yan Xiaoyu still just laughed. She was really not good at this kind of social scene. A man with so many wives clearly hated each other to death in his heart, but he still had to deal with them hypocritically.
She handed the gift in Aya's hand to the queen's maid, and while she was scratching her head to prepare a few words of flattery, the young owl who had been following her closely suddenly swooped down. At that moment, no one knew what happened.
The young owl rushed towards Wei Yi's room so fiercely.
Wei Yifang suddenly turned pale with fear. The young owl's sharp claws tore at her chest. As if it had undergone strict training, its sharp beak quickly pecked at Wei Yifang's eyes.
Yan Xiaoyu was so frightened that she forgot to say anything. When the knife in Aya's hand flashed with cold light, Yan Xiaoyu suddenly stopped Aya, "No..."
She didn't know why she stopped Aya from killing the young Xiao Xiao on Wei Yifang's face at that moment. Maybe it was because she couldn't bear to leave the young Xiao Xiao, or maybe it was because others said she was really jealous of Wei Yifang.
Everyone was in panic, and Wei Yifang's pitiful screams resounded throughout Fengluan Palace. When the guards came forward, Wei Yifang was already dripping with blood from being caught. Because she knew some superficial kung fu, although her eyes were hidden from the young owl.
The attack, but his cheek was not immune, and a bloody hole was pecked out above the corner of his eye by the young owl.
Yan Xiaoyu screamed from the side, "Xiao'er, Xiao'er, come back soon..."
The young owl did not come back, but fell straight to the ground. There were three silver needles stuck in its body, the cold light was shining, and the three needles were deadly. Wei Yifang's chest was ragged, with large stains of blood, and his cheeks were scarred, and then
She passed out in a man's arms.
Xiao Ninglan's face was dark. Looking at the miserable Wei Yi room, he hugged her out of control and ran towards the bed crazily, shouting loudly, "Imperial doctor, Xuan imperial doctor."
Yan Xiaoyu seemed to be in a dream, looking at the baby owl who fell to the ground motionless, and she murmured, "Aya, what happened? Why did the owl attack the queen for no reason?"
Aya was silent, bent down to pick up the young owl's body, but was stopped by the guards. The concubines in Fengluan Palace gradually dispersed, and many people cast scornful glances at her. It seemed that she was going to be unlucky again...
Xiao Ninglan's handsome face was sullen and he roared at the imperial doctor, "If it's not cured, all the people from your hospital will be buried with you!"
Yan Xiaoyu felt cold in her heart. Looking at the cold corpse of the young owl lying on the ground, the blood in her body became cold.
After a moment, Xiao Ninglan came out and when she saw the body of the young owl on the ground, her phoenix eyes sparkled and she said angrily, "Someone, cut this flat-haired beast into pieces for me!"
Yan Xiaoyu trembled, her eyes following the guard who was twisting the corpse of You Xiao, and she didn't even know that Xiao Ninglan was approaching her.
Aya nervously held the handle of the Damascus knife. The guards around her also looked at her nervously. Xiao Ninglan approached and pulled Yan Xiaoyu's cheek. Her clear and impure eyes were imprinted in his heart.
He was as calm as the tip of an iceberg, and said word for word, "If you leave a little mark on Afang's face, I will let you, Yan Xiaoyu, die!"
Yan Xiaoyu looked at him blankly, her eyes falling on the teeth marks on his neck. She nodded slowly, as if she was frightened, and as if she was making sure of something.
Xiao Ninglan took back her hand and ordered expressionlessly, "Someone, take down Yan Xiaoyu and throw her into the sky prison!"
Aya wanted to make a move, but Yan Xiaoyu stopped her with her eyes. She obediently had her hands locked by the guards and was escorted to the prison. Aya was behind her, looking at her silently, her eyes deeper than ever before.