Chapter 39 Blood-stained Wedding Dress Xiao Yan’s eyes dodge, “Can I not ask?”
"No." Yang Feng said firmly, "Tell me the reason."
"I want the layout map of Prince Junqi's Mansion," Xiao Yan said slowly after being silent for a long time.
Yang Feng was surprised, "What do you want this for?"
"This is a task given to me by the Crown Princess," Xiao Yan no longer concealed, "I did something wrong, and the Crown Princess is not willing to let me stay with her anymore. In one month, if I can draw this
As for the distribution map of Prince Junqi's Mansion, I can continue to stay with the Crown Princess. Time is running out now and I haven't mapped it all yet."
"Why does she want this?" "The Crown Princess never explains."
Yang Feng looked at the weak Xiao Yan in front of him, and after thinking for a moment, he asked cautiously, "Do you still want to stay with Jing Yirong?"
"What do you mean?"
"If I told you that you could stay, would you be willing?" Yang Feng asked with some hope and some anxiety.
Xiao Yan looked surprised, then she suppressed the longing in her heart and lowered her head, "I don't want to."
Yang Feng froze and felt a little bitter.
"My life belongs to the Crown Princess and to the Kingdom of Hades. I will not leave them." Xiao Yan opened the quilt and said, "I am going to finish the unfinished part."
"You're crazy," Yang Feng stretched out his hand to stop him. "Everyone knows now that you are an assassin from Prince Junqi's palace. Do you think you can still go out and draw a map? Take a step back and say you can continue drawing, but your wounds are not there either.
Healing, you are too weak, I'm afraid you will die on the way back to the Kingdom of Hades..."
"Will you die?" Xiao Yan accepted Yang Feng's words and smiled, "I don't care."
"You!" Yang Feng looked at Xiao Yan angrily, "For your crown princess, you even risked your life!"
Xiao Yan said while putting on her soft boots, "Mr. Yang, if one day Prince Junqi gives you an order that takes your life, will you give it?"
Yang Feng was speechless.
Xiao Yan's pale cheek revealed a smile of understanding, "Look, your choice is the same as mine. We are both subordinates, and we will all be willing to sacrifice our lives for the master."
Xiao Yan stood up after putting on her shoes, but felt a tearing sensation in her shoulders, a dizzy feeling in her head, and her body was unsteady.
Yang Feng immediately stabilized Xiao Yan, "You will die if you do this!"
"Thank you, but even if I die, I have to complete the mission of the Crown Princess." Xiao Yan took a step back and left Yang Feng's hand, fearing that she would become attached to his tenderness.
Yang Feng was so angry that he had no choice but to say, "You have a night's rest and I will help you get the layout map of the King's Mansion."
"Master Yang..."
"You rest," Yang Feng said and walked out of the room. Looking at Yang Feng's somewhat sulky back, Xiao Yan stroked the sword wound on her shoulder, "It would be great if I could pay off what I owe you with this sword.
But if you continue to help me like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to pay you back in my lifetime."
Although Xiao Yan was lying on the bed, she had no sleep all night. At dawn, Yang Feng appeared in front of her and handed her a roll of paper, "Layout of Prince Junqi's Mansion."
"Thank you," Xiao Yan couldn't find other words to express her feelings, but she couldn't help but worry, "What should I do if Prince Junqi finds out?"
"I took this picture from the prince." Yang Feng smiled bitterly.
Xiao Yan was stunned, "You..."
"If you don't want to say anything else, I'm going to prepare dry food and some medicine for you." Yang Feng handed the small bundle in his right hand to Xiao Yan, "I know you are eager to return home now, and I don't want to say anything else. I just want to say one thing.
, alive.”
"I will," Xiao Yan took the baggage, "I realize that I am grateful for your care now. If I have a chance to see you again in this life, I will definitely repay your kindness today."
"Just stay alive." Yang Feng's words remained unchanged.
Xiao Yan took the map, organized everything, stared at Yang Feng for a long time, and finally just handed it over, "Take care."
She walked out of the hut and disappeared into Prince Junqi's Mansion. Just as unexpected as she came, she left so fast.
Yang Feng followed the figure with absent-minded eyes and felt someone approaching beside him. He immediately knelt down on one knee and said, "Your Majesty."
"The person you fell in love with looks like this." The deep voice was devoid of any emotion, and it was even more difficult to guess the meaning. There was originally something to say, but I didn't expect that the words would end like this. Prince Junqi, the common people of Yubu
The God in the Heart, the Legend of the Yubu Royal Family.
Xiao Yan bought a fast horse and hurried on without stopping for a moment.
The wound on the shoulder slowly overflowed with blood, staining the clothes red. The wound felt like it was slowly tearing open, as if it was getting bigger and bigger and was about to tear the whole body apart. The pain made the whole person numb, and the pain in the chest
It seemed like there was a lot of congestion accumulated, because every time Xiao Yan was about to vomit, she could feel the faint smell of blood in her mouth.
But she knew she couldn't vomit. No matter how tired her body was, she had a strong spirit to support her. With only the last day left, she must persevere and hand the layout plan completely into the hands of the Crown Princess.
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The Kingdom of Hades, the Palace of the Crown Prince.
Today is the day of Nalan Qingyi's concubine's wedding. The whole palace has been very lively since early morning. Even the concubine's parents were invited from Jiangnan, and the princes, nobles and ministers themselves are indispensable.
Jing Yirong sat in her small courtyard and carefully studied the last chapter of the book given by Ye Xieming. Her small courtyard was unchanged from before, with no trace of red at all. It was just because the palace people were coming to hang red lanterns and
When reading the word "Happy", Jing Yirong said, "In my small courtyard, apart from blood, I don't need any other red."
After hearing what Jing Yirong said, the palace people were so frightened that they could not speak. In the end, Nalan Qingyi came out to relieve the situation and said that Jing Yirong's residence should not be decorated.
Nalan Zhijin had not seen many grand ceremonies, so he went to watch the excitement early, but Nalan Zhenqi stayed with Jing Yirong the whole time.
"Master, are you angry?" Nalan Zhenqi finally asked after reciting it silently hundreds of times.
Jing Yirong looked up from the book, "Why are you angry?"
"Prince, you won't be the only one in the future, aren't you angry?" Nalan Zhenqi frowned, "My mother always said that falling in love with her father was her greatest happiness and her greatest pain, because he would never
It will be just him."
Jing Yirong closed the book, "Your prince brother has never been mine. Your mother is in pain because she fell in love with your father, but I didn't fall in love, so it doesn't matter."
"You don't like the prince?" Nalan Zhenqi was surprised, "But the palace used to say that you two are extremely loving, and the prince has never taken any concubines for you."
Jing Yirong finally got impatient, "Why don't you go see the bride?"
"I saw it yesterday," Nalan Zhenqi held his chin in his hands, "It is beautiful, but it seems too weak and can be blown away by a gust of wind. Besides, if we really talk about beauty, who can compare with the master."
Jing Yirong just listened. Nalan Zhenqi never said nice things. Even Nalan Zhijin was more mellow than him, but he was a straight person. If you hate it, you hate it. If you like it, you like it. So Jing Yirong listened.
His words made me feel comfortable because I knew he wouldn't try to please me.
"Princess, the ceremony is about to begin. The prince invites you to come over." Cha Zheng also changed into red clothes today. Jing Yirong stood up and looked at his own green shirt, "Zhenqi, you said I wanted to change into red clothes."
Clothes?"
"If you change, you will no longer be the master." Nalan Zhenqi said bluntly.
Jing Yirong raised her eyebrows, "Why do you think you are getting bolder and more like me?"
"Good, Master Xiang." Nalan Zhenqi smiled faintly. Jing Yirong looked at Nalan Zhenqi, who was about to catch up with her in size. He was a bit childish in his maturity, but he was extremely smart, stubborn and occasionally scared.
It's a good seedling.
Jing Yirong arrived in the hall. Hundreds of people were already standing in the hall. Everyone's discussion stopped because of Jing Yirong's appearance.
The exquisite red dress is embroidered with hundreds of auspicious clouds, her delicate face is painted with pink and white makeup, and her slender waist is tied with an exquisite belt. I heard that it was a gift from the queen. But Nalan Zhenqi's words seem to be right.
, although it is picturesque, it is too weak.
When Linglong saw Jing Yirong, she hurriedly saluted, "I have met the Crown Princess before."
"Get up." Jing Yirong sat down next to Nalan Qingyi, "Let's get started."
Although she is a concubine, she is not qualified to worship heaven and earth with the prince. Although it is a grand ceremony, it is actually just kneeling before the prince and princess, offering a bowl of tea and then officially entering the prince's womb. After all, the king's imperial edict is
The most important thing.
Linglong knelt on the ground and respectfully held the tea in front of Jing Yirong. Jing Yirong took it and glanced at Nalan Qingyi. Nalan Qingyi immediately took it understandingly, took a sip and gave it back to Jing Yirong. Guests
I was surprised for a while and didn't know what this meant.
Jing Yirong drank it after seeing that Nalan Qingyi was fine.
Linglong brought the tea to Nalan Qingyi again, with admiration and admiration for Nalan Qingyi in her lowered eyes. In fact, she had already fallen in love with Nalan Qingyi when she first saw him. He was as gentle as the breeze.
With his smile and gentle attitude, he became her husband from then on. My aunt said that maybe one day he could be like her and take the position of queen.
Cha Zheng suddenly looked solemn and walked into the hall in a panic, "Crown Princess, Miss Xiao...Miss Xiao is back."
The guests still didn't know who Miss Xiao mentioned by Zha Zheng was, but an aqua-blue figure stumbled into the hall. What was even worse was that there was a sea of blood on her shoulders.
Linglong covered her mouth in shock and dropped the tea cup in her hand.
"Useless thing," Jing Yirong said before standing up and looking at Xiao Yan, "come up to me."
A smile appeared on Xiao Yan's lips, knowing that Jing Yirong had forgiven her. She straightened her back, ignoring the torn wound on her shoulder, and walked towards Jing Yirong firmly step by step, until they were less than one meter apart, then she said respectfully
Kneeling down, he took out the scroll of paper he had paid for with his life from his arms, "Princess, this is what you want."
Jing Yirong took it but did not open it. His eyes just fell on Xiao Yan's pale face and swaying body, as if he had made a decision, "You can stay with me as long as you want in this life."
Xiao Yan got the answer she wanted, and the support in her heart disappeared instantly. She smiled slowly, and when her chest felt tight, she opened her mouth and spit out blood. Linglong was the closest to Xiao Yan, so the blood also spit out on Linglong's face and wedding dress.