Yan Xin was twisted like a knife, and the moonlight drew a painful mark on his face.
"Can't you tell me yourself?"
Rong Changan sneered: "I want to ask, why do you doubt me?"
Yan Li's eyes fell on Rong Chang'an's clothes: "This is your favorite clothes, isn't it?"
Rong Changan didn't pay much attention to what she was wearing, when Yan Li mentioned it, she turned her eyes to look.
"Yes, this is my favorite collocation. In addition to pink, I wear a plain gauze singlet, which is ethereal and hazy. Wearing this plain gauze singlet, it is as light as a floating cloud, and I don't even feel a little heavy, which makes I feel free. Unlike other clothes, which always wrap us tightly and tightly."
Yan Li: "Last night, you also wore this dress to Fengwu Palace, right?"
Rong Changan trembled slightly: "What did you say? When did I go to Fengwu Palace last night?"
"Zi Xuan told me that the assassin was also wearing a plain singlet..."
Rong Changan's heart turned cold. Now it is estimated that not only Yan Li doubted her, but also Zi Xuan began to doubt Rong Changan. No wonder, when I went to see Zixuan in the morning, Zixuan was so scared and shouted "Don't kill me".
But Rong Changan raised his chin: "In the harem, I'm not the only one who wears plain gauze clothes. Is it too hasty to judge me as the one who assassinated Zixuan based on just one piece of clothing?"
Yan Li said: "If the plain clothes are just a coincidence, what about the sword hole on the doorpost? When I went to see Zixuan last night, Zixuan said that the other party had a strangely shaped weapon in her hand. I asked her what it was, and she I didn’t dare to say it. At that time, I wondered why Zixuan didn’t dare to say it. Now I understand that she was afraid that I would doubt you, so she didn’t dare to say that the other party held a soft sword exactly like you.”
The atmosphere is quiet but tense. Rong Changan seemed to be able to hear the breaking of her connection with Yan Li. Stab it! It was like a strip of cloth was torn.
Yan Li's bright eyes shined on Rong Chang'an's stubborn face: "How do you explain this?"
Rong Changan didn't say anything, all Yan Li could see was her cold, stubborn and beautiful face. After a long time, she finally uttered a sentence from her white teeth: "You are the emperor, if you really think that I am going to assassinate Zixuan, you can put me in the prison of the Punishment Department for interrogation."
With a flick of the cold sleeves, the thin gauze, like a cicada's wings, or a light cloud taken away by a phoenix, flitted across Yan Li's face.
"Chang'an, where are you going?"
"Unless you lock me up, don't ask me where I'm going."
Yan Li's outstretched hand didn't catch a bit of Rong Changan's skirt, he only grabbed the cold air.
On his tense face was a tangled deep pain, which shone coldly under the moonlight.
Rong Changan turned out of Fengming Palace and bumped into Chuntao, "Queen, where are you going?"
Rong Changan responded coldly: "Don't worry about it."
Chuntao: "Shall we go to Fengwu Palace to accompany Concubine Zixuan tonight?"
Rong Changan stood still and thought for a while: "Now Zixuan doesn't need me anymore, and it's useless if I go."
Without saying anything else, he walked quickly and disappeared around the corner in a short while.
Walking to the imperial garden, Rong Changan turned around, but did not find Yan Li and Chuntao following. Then he galloped two more steps and turned into a Yongxiang.
The moonlight shines brightly on the water-milled bricks, emitting a cool light. Rong Changan suddenly tiptoed and jumped onto the red wall. Looking around, no palace people passed by. With a short body, Rong Changan ran quickly on the wall, but it was like a white cloud flying by without making any sound.
Pass through the glazed tile roof, fly over the top of the three-eave Xieshan Mountain, and jump onto the courtyard wall of a palace. Rong Changan jumped over again, and got into the sycamore tree in the center of the courtyard.
At this time in summer, the sycamore trees are luxuriant, invisible on the tree, and it is extremely difficult to see at night.
"That bastard. The master invited by someone must be hiding in the Pepper Palace. As long as I am in this tree, I will definitely be able to catch that person. If I catch that assassin, I will definitely skin her and cramp her to avenge Zixuan!"
After hiding for a while, a light came in from the outside of the courtyard, and the light was bright, presumably it was Ziyan who had returned to the palace. I only heard Ziyan say: "Qingqing, you go and prepare hot water, I want to take a bath to get tired! I am really tired after spending a day with Zixuan today."
Rong Changan couldn't help curling his lips contemptuously: "It's really hypocritical, won't she feel tired after wearing a mask for a day?"
Qingqing went to prepare warm soup.
Zi Yan brought a few servants into the bedroom and sat on the table of the Eight Immortals. The servant brought her a pot of tea, and Zi Yan took a sip.
"Rong Chang'an beat me into the water today, causing me to catch a cold. Hmph, if I don't avenge this revenge, I swear I won't be a human being!"
After a cup of tea, Qingqing walked to the door of the bedroom, "Report to the noble concubine, the warm soup is ready!"
Zi Yan said: "Okay! Take a hot bath and wash away today's bad luck!"
He took the servants with him to the bathing place, and there was hot air in the door. But Rong Changan jumped to the roof again, untied a piece of glazed tile, and looked down.
Qingqing took off Ziyan's clothes, revealing her jade-like skin. His slender figure made even Rong Changan envious after seeing him. It's no wonder that once Li Hai got into Ziyan's bed, he fell into a deep depression and couldn't extricate himself.
"Hmph, such a goblin relies on her body to win the favor of men, what is there to envy!"
Ziyan stepped into the bathtub, Qingqing and three servants washed her body together.
Rong Changan thought to himself: "What's so interesting about this bitch taking a bath, if someone finds out, wouldn't it be a joke to me!"
Then he left the roof and went back to hide on the plane tree.
After a long time, Ziyan came out wearing a white bathrobe, which was very graceful and attractive.
"Qingqing, you guys go down. It's getting late, and I'm going to bed too."
Qingqing and others saluted Ziyan: "Good night, noble concubine!"
Ziyan walked to the door of the sleeping hall, and suddenly ordered: "Qingqing, you go and help me to call Mr. Ming."
"yes!"
Rong Changan pondered in his stomach: Who is this Ming father-in-law? It's so late, why does Zi Yan want to meet a eunuch? Could it be that there is something wrong with this eunuch? Is he the assassin sent by Ziyan to assassinate Zixuan
After a while, an eunuch bowed and came in from the outside with a fly whisk, and asked at the door of the sleeping hall: "Your concubine, what do you want me to tell my servant to come over?"
This man spoke with full of air, unlike the eunuch Rong Chang Ansu had seen, his voice was as shrill as a woman's.
Ziyan gently opened the door and called Eunuch Ming in. It was rustling, and I couldn't hear what they said.
Rong Changan had no choice but to jump on the roof and listen carefully. But Ziyan was speaking through Eunuch Ming's ears, Rong Changan couldn't hear him at all.
After falling behind, Zi Yan said: "Go back and get ready, get ready, come out with me later!"
Rong Changan was taken aback: What does Ziyan mean by going out? Could it be that Ziyan wanted to take him out of the palace? If he was allowed to leave, the suspicion on Rong Changan's head would not be washed away. If you don't catch him now, when will you wait
Rong Changan didn't hesitate any longer, and drew out his soft sword, which was shining under the moonlight, tiptoed, and fell lightly in the middle of the courtyard, like a fairy descending to earth.
Zi Yan and that Eunuch Ming were terrified.
"Yes... it's you!" Zi Yan said.