Shuntian Prefecture and Dali Temple worked together to deal with the assassination case, and Shuntian Prefecture surveyed the assassin's traces in Beijing to find a hiding place.
The Dali Temple was responsible for interrogating the assassins, but one after another, several living victims died one after another in prison.
The dwarf with the most bizarre appearance of death was the dwarf. According to the interrogation officer, the dwarf was still laughing at Jingwei. He foamed at the mouth in a blink of an eye, and died in two breaths.
When he was poisoned, his eyes were about to pop out, as if he didn't expect to die.
Therefore, the Dali Temple decided that the poison on the dwarf was coaxed to drink it, just to prevent him from being caught and reveal the person behind it.
As always, the Dali Temple could not come to a conclusion, and the Shuntian Mansion there did not find any clues. The assassination, which caused the dragons to lose their heads and splash blood on the Jinming Pond, seemed to be as silent as the snow in the spring.
Just as the summer heat came, the prince was exhausted and tired, and was lingering on the bed.
Coincidentally, the emperor's spirit improved, and the emperor was in charge of the government again.
After Jin Mingchi and his entourage, Xi's family members submitted their resignations one after another, trying to escape the disaster. But how could the anger of the emperor be so easily quelled
The first thing the emperor did in the court was to kill and demote officials related to the Xi family, and the crime involved three clans.
Moreover, the three generations of the Xi family could not enter the officialdom, so that the foundation of the Xi family was completely lost, and there would be no official career to speak of in the future.
The emperor's methods suddenly became ruthless, and for a while, the people of the emperor were very moved.
In the East Palace, Song Pian was exhausted, and after the afternoon nap, he was awake.
Before she could get out of bed, the medicated meal to replenish her body came. Xue Qing feared that she would catch the wind from eating the medicated meal and then get sick, so she persuaded her to put on a coat and use it first on the canopy bed.
Song Piantao didn't dare to challenge the bottom line of this body, and her body was very tired, so she complied.
Feng Yuexian walked in and saw Song Pian eating on the bed.
Song Pian rarely wore no makeup on her face because she wanted to look at the doctor before she saw the imperial doctor, so she was not allowed to disguise.
Feng Yuexian suddenly saw such a face, and his feet were imperceptibly stagnant.
He had a small slap on his face, and the tip of his nose was still a little red. The snow-colored shirt on Song Pian's body was extremely light and thin.
Trembling, thin.
Looking further down, the moon-white shirt was shrouded in emptiness, and the spring light was gathered, and the shy and timid Chu waist of the remaining child slipped into the pile of blue and green brocade quilts, and the thin one was even more pitiful.
Feng Yuexian looked away, the tip of his tongue hiding in the red lips licked the roots of his teeth.
"Yue Xian, you're here." The man on the shelf held the jade bowl and greeted her with a smile.
Feng Yuexian didn't move for a while, but he couldn't resist the desire to get close to the other party in his heart, so he got closer:
"What's looking for me?"
After asking, Feng Yuexian noticed that Song Pian had only eaten a medicinal meal, and there was a thin layer of perspiration on his forehead.
The white-hot water vapor fluttered lightly on Song Pian's face, laying a very light rouge on the snow, like a drunken state, three points more delicate than usual.
Feng Yuexian's eyes became hot, but his mouth sneered:
"If it's not good, don't worry about it."
She didn't need Song Pianjiao to say it, she knew that Song Pianjiao's call to herself must be a matter of business.
She also has only business affairs to find herself.
Thinking of Song Piantao's laborious life, and the pair of thin shoulders, Feng Yue's tone was calmer, and there was a bit of dumbness in the coldness that was hooked out by Jiaojiao:
"I'm watching from outside."
In order to let the little princess rest assured, Feng Yue sat down on the low stool beside the bed, her voice like the mist of morning mist:
"The matter of Concubine Xian has made the emperor angry, and she has played a big role in the imperial court."
"Concubine Xian will only be released from the private prison of Qianqing Palace today. I heard that the emperor wanted to reward her with a zhang red, and read Song Duan, so she saved her life and sent her to the cold palace. It will be nothing to worry about in the future."
Song Pian smiled: "I don't know how much she talked to the emperor."
"Looking at this situation, I didn't say anything that shouldn't have been said." Feng Yuexian tutted, "She is cruel to herself, and I heard that she has been tossed to such a degree that she is not like a human being."
Every sentence is "heard", but every sentence is like what I saw with my own eyes, and the power of Feng Yuexian hidden in the palace can be seen.
"The Xi family has already been harmed by her. If she said it at this time, she would really live her life in vain."
Song Piantao said, looked at Feng Yuexian, and when his eyes met, the rest was self-evident.
How could Feng Yuexian endure such attention.
She secretly resented Song Pian's tender eyes like autumn water, and focused her mind on business affairs:
"The day the King of Chu was in Jinmingchi, he retreated outside the city to protect himself. As soon as he saw the failure, he went to southern Yunnan and acted very safely."
Feng Yuexian boasted, "My people are still by his side, and I will make a mark along the way. The manpower is ready to keep up. With only one order, the King of Chu can be taken back to the capital."
"Although there is no proof, but at this time, the King of Chu is not in the fief, but he is lingering near Shangjing. The emperor is suspicious - and leaving the fief without permission is a serious crime, and the King of Chu cannot escape."
The situation was very clear, and the opportunity was rare. Feng Yuexian felt that there was nothing to discuss, but just informed Song Pian that she would send someone to arrest the King of Chu when she nodded.
In the next breath, Song Pian said:
"Let him go back."
"Why?" Feng Yue frowned, Song Pian wanted to let the King of Chu go
Because of Kang Xueying.
It was Kang Xueying's wife who taught Fengyuexian Junzi's six arts at the time.
Feng Yuexian has been taught since childhood and has a strong relationship with Kang Xueying's family.
As a result, Kang Xueying's entire wife and clan were killed by the King of Chu, even including his son-in-law who was less than a month old.
In grief and hatred, Kang Xueying changed her face and went to be a chess piece beside the King of Chu.
The chess player he identified was Feng Yuexian, who had not yet grown up at that time.
Song Piangan remembered that there was a sentence in the document:
Kang Xueying's wife Lu was very good at chess, and after teaching Feng Yuexian, he even claimed that he had a successor, so Kang Xueying was willing to be a chess piece.
In the original development, Feng Yuexian followed the sign to find it, and was also ready to help Kang Xueying.
But the poor thieves did not pursue them. Under the personal threat, the King of Chu could not find the leaker, so he killed the few around him, including Kang Xueying.
Although Feng Yuexian succeeded in defeating the King of Chu, the murder of Kang Xueying made her blame herself, which was a lifelong regret.
Now that Song Piantao knew about it, he could avoid this result.
But it's worth the extra effort.
Song Piantao looked at Feng Yuexian in front of her with soft eyes. She handed the jade bowl to Xueqing, clasped her hands on her abdomen, and said:
"Without witnesses, the royal father will be suspicious, but he can't make one move to death, fearing that there will be changes."
Song Pian didn't mention Kang Xueying for a while.
Don't let Feng Yuexian have a burden.
She is different from herself. She has the imprint of "Feng Yuexian's half life" engraved on her body, and her feelings for people in this world are real.
What else could Feng Yuexian say, Song Pian said:
"Besides, I intend to have the vassal king enter the capital."
"Um?"
Song Pian smiled and said:
"When the time comes, I will invite the King of Chu to come to Beijing."
It seemed that Song Piangao had other arrangements.
Feng Yue was silent for a while, then nodded in response:
"it is good."
Seeing her, Song Pian didn't seem to be in high spirits. After thinking about it, she explained:
"I'm not trying to hide from you, just—"
"In the eyes of the princess, I am such a suspicious person?" Feng Yue said lazily.
She furrowed her eyelashes and looked at Song Piantao: "When you are healed, stop talking."
It's not just suspicious, Song Pian thought.
But being able to gain Feng Yuexian's trust, no matter what the reason, can't help but fill a little sweetness in his heart.
"Is there anything else?" Feng Yue asked casually.
"Yes." Song Pian asked Xueqing to go and took back a brocade box.
The brocade box was painted with wishful clouds, and Feng Yuexian recognized it at a glance.
Song Pian took it, fingertips moved the copper button, clicked, and the crystal hairpin with Ganoderma lucidum pattern inside was revealed.
"I saw that you liked it before, so I wanted to give it to you, and Mochizuki never gave up."
Song Pianjiao's voice was as pure and soft as always, but she didn't know if Feng Yuexian was thinking too much, or what, she always felt that something was different.
If we say that it was originally a spring breeze, today seems to be mixed with the moist and crisp spring rain, and the sweetness of the water hits people softly.
All melted.
Feng Yuexian didn't answer, Song Pian glanced at the hairpin.
"Don't you like Yue Xian?"
I saw Feng Yuexian take a few more glances at this hairpin before, and Song Pianqian brought it from Mingshou Palace. Does Feng Yuexian not like it now
Women are really fickle.
What should I send instead
Song Piantao was suddenly at a loss, she blinked and looked at the plump Lingzhi.
Why doesn't Feng Yuexian like it anymore
The next moment, the brocade box turned to the other hand.
"Thank you princess for the reward."
Feng Yuexian propped up his bones soaked with spring water, and took the brocade box.
She wanted to have the guts to refuse, and then listen to two good words, but she was afraid that the little princess would not give it, so she should get it first.
Feng Yuexian rubbed the pattern on the box with his fingertips, his eyes were tentative, and he looked at Song Piantao with a smile:
"I saw the princess playing with it before, and I thought it was your favorite thing. It's hard to give up love. How come today...?"
After saying that, she fixed her eyes on Song Piantao, and had a panoramic view of all her subtle movements.
Song Pian's spring-like fingers hooked on the quilt face, as if she was stumped by this question, her head tilted slightly, and the blue silk hanging down to her waist moved with it.
Think about it
"Yeah, I really like it, Fang Duo stayed for two days."
Under the strict inspection of the crown princess, the princess answered the questions cautiously:
"But it is destined to be dusty in my hands, and the treasure is still... a beautiful woman."
Song Pianjiao added:
"Also, don't call me princess, if there is no one around, just call me by my name."
beautiful woman.
lightly.
In the next few days, these two words always floated into Feng Yuexian's thoughts.
Like butterflies, in pairs, they came and went in her heart.
And the crystal hairpin with Ganoderma lucidum pattern also fell lightly on Fengyue's leisurely temples.
The crystal hairpin was slightly bluish, chiseled like ice crystals, which perfectly matched Feng Yuexian's temperament. It was rare to see her without being surprised.
But it is extremely rare to dare to boast a word or two in front of Feng Yuexian. In the palace, only Yinxue dared to say a lot:
"... The small kitchen has been prepared for the past few days. It is said that the prince specially ordered it. The prince is really more and more interested in you. The slaves used to think that His Highness was caring enough. How can I think it will get better and better."
Yinxue laughed and said:
"My servant thinks, Xu is the prince who has let go of his hand recently. Don't worry about the other side of the Hall of Mental Cultivation. The mind - it's all on Ruhua Meijuan."
Yin Bing glared at her: "Poor mouth."
After staring at it, Yin Bing also said softly, "This west side hall is very small, if it's okay for the empress, it's better..."
Feng Yuexian didn't answer.
Even if others saw something, she naturally understood it better.
In the past, Song Piantao took care of herself enough, but recently, she has been in touch with her, and she takes care of herself properly.
Apart from this, every time we meet, there is a real difference that is indescribable.
Feng Yuexian looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes were half-open, hiding her unknown emotions.
Just as he was talking, the attendant of the main palace came to invite:
"Prince Concubine Wanfu, the Prince invites His Highness to come over."
Yinxue smiled: "Yo, the crown prince can't say that he has to prepare something for the master again."
Over the past few days, the west side hall has received an unknown amount of things.
Feng Yuexian hooked her lips, turned her neck slightly, and stopped looking at the mirror.
"Grooming for me."
Song Pian had indeed received something new from the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
Since the Ganoderma lucidum crystal hairpin occupies a place in Feng Yuexian's temples, Song Piangan finds it pleasing to the eyes, and can always find something suitable for Fengyuexian.
The top is intentional, and the bottom is naturally attentive.
Today's delivery is a newly made flower tin.
"It's different from before, Yuexian, you see, this is made of dipterocarp, the whole body is full of spices, and then uses gold mud and gold powder to trace the flower shape, you take it and wear a novelty."
Song Pian spoke carefully, but Feng Yuexian looked casual.
She fiddled with the snail box and raised her eyes slantingly, most of which were hidden under her thick eyelashes, making it impossible to see the emotions inside.
It was already dusk, and the yellow light was plated on Feng Yuexian's silhouette, extremely hazy.
She was half-smiling, but her voice was as cold as ever:
"Pian Gao has been treating me well recently... very well."
"You thought I was suspicious before, but I denied it. I didn't expect you to look at me more accurately than I looked at myself."
Song Piantao heard that the meaning was not right, she paused, and said:
"What does Yue Xian mean?"
Feng Yue stretched out her sleeves leisurely, closed her eyes, and opened them again, with some paint in her eyes:
"In the past few days, I have really become suspicious. You treat me like this..." She gritted, "What's your plan?"
"How could I have—"
"Or I moved into the west hall, you can rest assured and use this plan to appease and stabilize me?"
Feng Yuexian interrupted her and said with a smile:
"In the main hall, there is a secret passage."
Seeing that Feng Yuexian was talking more and more outrageous, Song Pian said helplessly:
"There's nothing wrong with that. If you don't feel at ease, just move back to the main hall."
When the words fell, Feng Yuexian seemed to think for two breaths before slowly nodding and saying:
"This is the only way."
It looked rather difficult.
Afterwards, Feng Yuexian looked up.
Because of his intuition, Song Pian raised his heart slightly.
"If so, am I still suspicious?"
Song Pian sighed lightly, having a headache.
Is there any cure for Feng Yuexian's suspicion
But thinking about the encounter between these two worlds, and the parting from the previous life, Song Pian's heart sank slightly and softened.
"You said, how should it be?"
Feng Yuexian clasped his fingertips on the snail box, making his fingers feel numb.
She thought for a few breaths on her face, and said calmly:
"It's been a long time since the wedding, Your Highness..."
At the end, she raised her crow's eyelashes, revealing half-closed eyes, and stared at Song Piandao closely.
"I haven't touched it yet."
Eyes, is the coveted prey.