Chang Feng: "I don't know either, presumably General Huangfu doesn't know either."
Lin Hai is cautious, and probably will not disclose the list to anyone. But now he was arrested by Chu Lin, and Rong Changan didn't know the list, if Chu Lin and Zi Yan launched a rebellion, which general should they contact to put down the rebellion
Rong Changan fell into difficult contemplation.
Chang Feng: "Concubine, you don't believe me?"
Rong Changan smiled, this smile is so friendly: "I believe in you."
Chang Feng was a little surprised: "You...why do you trust me?"
Rong Changan: "Because I saw the word sincerity in your eyes."
"It's not always accurate to see people with your eyes."
"I trust my judgment."
Chang Feng has only seen one such a majestic and wise woman: that is the "dead" Rong Chang'an!
"My lord, can I ask you something?"
Rong Changan: "I asked you, and it's your turn to ask me. It's fair. You can ask."
Chang Feng pondered for a while: "Are you really here to visit the mountains and rivers? Where's your guard? Where's your girl?"
Rong Changan's eyes were like flowing water: "Then in your heart, do you think I'm here to visit the mountains and rivers?"
Chang Feng shook his head: "No."
Rong Changan: "You guessed it right!"
After finishing speaking, she turned and left Gu Dutou.
That round of sun had sunk halfway into the horizon, and it was shining golden, illuminating a small stream, as if the stream was not flowing water, but gold and mercury.
The golden sunlight hit Rong Changan's back, turning her into a fairy who descended from the sky, beautiful and dreamlike. Chang Feng was stunned.
He collected himself and shouted: "Concubine Xue Gui, did you follow me here to save me?"
Rong Changan's figure disappeared into the darkness of Qingshi Road.
"yes."
Chang Feng: "Did you drive those six fast horses?"
"yes."
The sound like a silver bell came to Chang Feng's ears, like fairy music.
"Why did the imperial concubine save me?"
"No reason, just because you are soldiers of the Northern Army."
Chang Feng's eyes were moist: "What should I do next? Should I stay still?"
Rong Changan had already stepped on the horseback: "That's right, stand still and wait for my news."
"Okay... ok!"
This was the first time Chang Feng had entrusted his own life, and the lives of ten thousand people under his command, to a woman he had just met so easily.
"If there is something to do, I will send someone to deliver the news to you. It's getting late, you should go back quickly! Drive!"
The sound of horseshoes resounded on the bluestone road, because the snow had melted and became thinner, the sound of horseshoes was crisp and sweet, like a string of silver bells, lingering on the acacia tree by the roadside, lingering in Chang Feng's eyes. heart.
Returning to Beijing and passing Jingyang Gate, Rong Changan suddenly became curious and wanted to see what Zi Yan was doing at this time. Then he entered the door, walked through the imperial garden, walked through a dark alley, and came to the gate of Jiao Palace.
It was getting late, and the stars gradually appeared, and the cold starlight reflected on the glazed tile roof of the Jiao Palace, shining brightly. And this bright light formed a very different style of contrast with the dark and silent interior of the Pepper Palace.
If you just look at the roof, you will feel bright, but if you look inside the gate, you will feel gloomy. It seems that in the impenetrable darkness like pepper palace and iron, there is a huge danger hidden in the shadow. Or an all-powerful evil witch, or a bloodthirsty ghost.
Rong Changan said in his heart: "Ziyan herself exudes an evil spirit, and the place where she lives also reveals an evil spirit!"
Now that Ziyan is not inside, why doesn't she go in and have a look, what are the shady secrets in Ziyan's palace
Rong Changan looked around, but he didn't see the palace man passing by. He tiptoed, and flew lightly like a butterfly on the top of Xieshan Mountain. Looking inside the palace, it was all dark, and there was not a single lady in the palace.
"This is strange. Every palace is equipped with several maids. Even if Qingqing goes out with her, there should be someone guarding the gate in the palace? Why can't there be a single person?"
Rong Changan landed lightly in the courtyard, and entered the backyard from the corridor. The layout of the Pepper Palace is to receive guests in the front and live in the back, unlike Fengming Palace, it is a quadrangle courtyard, living and receiving guests are all in one courtyard. The corridor of Jiaogong directly leads to Ziyan's living yard.
The yard is not big, there is a moon gate, the floor of the gate is covered with terracotta bricks, and there is a sycamore tree in the center, and the moon gate faces Ziyan's bedroom.
The door was locked with a brass lock, but it didn't bother Rong Chang'an. She can go in not by the door, but by the window. Just use the soft sword to pry the key open to open the window and jump into the house. Worried that Zi Yan would come back suddenly, Rong Changan closed the window again.
She lit the torch, and its warm, bright light illuminated the entire room.
The layout of the room is similar to that of other palaces. There is a table on the outside, a bed and screen on the inside, and doors and windows separate the inside and outside. What Rong Changan couldn't stand the most was that the room was filled with a strong fragrance, which made her nose itch and sneezed several times in a row.
"This purple smoke is really strong, burn so much incense, put so many sachets, you won't be afraid of allergies!"
Rong Changan's eyes rolled away, he didn't see anything unusual, and he couldn't stand the strong smell in the room, so he turned around and left. Suddenly, from the corner of the eye, there was an ancient painting on the opposite side of the bed where Ziyan was sleeping, and there was a shiny metal part on the scroll.
Rong Changan couldn't help wondering: "The scrolls used by ordinary people are all made of wood, why is this scroll made of metal? Could it be that there are secrets in the scroll?"
Thinking of this, she climbed onto the bed, touched the scroll with her hand, and was taken aback.
"This is not a scroll, but the hilt of a sword!"
Rong Changan slowly pulled the sword out of the scroll. As thin and soft as bamboo leaves, it doesn't look very bright, but only reveals a quiet light.
"Ah, isn't this my soft sword?"
She subconsciously touched her waist, the strange thing is that her soft sword is still there, so whose is this soft sword
After thinking about it for a while, she suddenly realized: "Yes, back then, Zi Yan used this soft sword to frame me, causing me to suffer injustice, which made Yan Li and everyone in the palace suspect that I was murdering Zi Xuan and Chu. Fei'er's people were the murderers who drowned the prince in the well! At that time, I couldn't find any evidence, but I didn't want the evidence to be on this ancient painting!"
Rong Changan wanted to take the soft sword away, but suddenly thought again: "If you take it away, Ziyan will not admit that the sword is hers, why not put it in the original place, and wait for the opportunity to meet Yan Li in front of her Let's face it and see what she says!"
So she inserted the soft sword into the painting scroll again, and was about to jump out of the window, when suddenly there were footsteps outside the courtyard, and at the same time, the light of the lantern penetrated through the window paper, illuminating the room magnificently.
"Oops, Ziyan is very suspicious. If she comes back and enters the room and smells the smell of smoke, she will definitely suspect that someone has come in. Then she will call the guards and catch me in a urn. Wouldn't it be great?" It's not good."
In a hurry, Rong Changan jumped on the beams of the roof, slightly showing his face, looking at the situation below.
In fact, it was not Ziyan who came in, but Qingqing and the two girls.
Qingqing pointed to the quilt on the bed: "The imperial concubine Ziyan has a rule that if the quilt is not warm, she will not sleep. Take the quilt to the charcoal stove and bake it quickly, and then bring it in when it is warmer! At this time, the imperial concubine should also Back to the palace."
One of the girls went over to pick up the quilt, took it to the courtyard, and baked it in front of the charcoal fire.
Qingqing said to another girl: "Concubine Ziyan is afraid of the cold, and likes the room to be warm. Go and bring some charcoal stoves to warm the room, then close the doors and windows tightly, and lock the heater in the room." inside."
"yes!"