Sheng Jiayan didn't say anything more, but his eyes narrowed, and his expression became light and could no longer be seen.
Meng Eqi lowered her head and couldn't help drinking two mouthfuls of hot porridge. Sheng Jiayan watched from the side, and suddenly stretched out his fingertips and pressed it back and forth between her people.
"Obviously I was injured, how did you get your face covered in blood?" he asked with a frown.
Meng Qiqi snorted after finishing a bowl of hot porridge, wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, and said nonchalantly, "I fell when I pulled you down the mountain. It doesn't matter, I can go to the door to get some snow and turn it into water and wipe it clean."
Her tone was natural, as if a little injury was nothing in her eyes. Sheng Jiayan's eyes fell on her. He looked at Meng Qiqi's shattered skirt, half of his left arm was exposed, the hairpin on his head had long since fallen, and the ink was scattered on his shoulders. She is very embarrassed now, but Meng Qiqi doesn't care at all, there are bloodstains on Rao's face, and it is difficult to hide the demeanor in her eyes.
At any time, these eyes can shine with broken light like stars.
Sheng Jiayan couldn't help thinking of the first time he saw Meng Eqi. At that time, she was surrounded by maids like the stars holding the moon. She only needed to raise her finger, and someone would do things for her one after another. She was favored by the emperor in front of her, and the Meng family treated her like a treasure in the back. At that time, Sheng Jiayan had just lost his mother, and his father lived in the camp all the year round and almost ignored him. Although Sheng Jiayan is the son of General Weiyuan, he has eaten cold food, seen cold eyes, covered the quilt with holes, and wore clothes with patches all the year round.
In his cognition, Meng Eqi and him are two completely different people. Their life trajectories, one is like a cloud, the other is low and muddy. Sheng Jiayan thought that Meng Eqi should be a arrogant and vulnerable lady. However, he suddenly found out that Meng Eqi was not only not vulnerable, but extremely strong. She knows that when there is no one to rely on, she can only rely on herself. Even if the surrounding environment is harsh, she can still be like a sturdy grass.
Sheng Jiayan watched Meng Eqi wipe his face like a cat with the back of his hand, and warmth gradually filled his eyes.
His Meng Qiqi is so cute.
Of course, Meng Qiqi didn't know what Sheng Jiayan was thinking at this moment. She just asked worriedly: "Ayan, what are you going to do when you go back? If that person hadn't killed you, he would definitely not let it go."
Sheng Jiayan's eyebrows drooped slightly, and he was unparalleled in beauty. He comforted Meng Eqi: "It's okay, I have a way to deal with it."
Meng Qiqi naturally knew that this was a perfunctory word that Sheng Jiayan didn't want her to worry about for a while, and the instigator behind dared to kidnap her as a bait, and sent such a killer to deal with Sheng Jiayan. With such courage, only those princes in the entire Great Chu dare to do so.
Meng Qiqi carefully sorted out the power and relationship of the princes in the dynasty. At present, Xie Chongming has not established a prince, and the prince's forces are divided into three factions. One faction is the eldest prince Xie Zhen, Xie Zhen was the prince born to the late Liangfei, Liangfei was born in the Wangling noble Xu family, and the status of the eldest prince is very noble. It's a pity that Xie Zhen unfortunately fell off a horse and broke a leg in an autumn hunting three years ago.
At present, the most ruthless person fighting in the court is the second prince Xie Yinhe and the third prince Xie Yuan. Xie Yin was born by Concubine Tong Guifei. Concubine Tong Guiqi and the Queen have been fighting in court for so many years in the harem. Their methods are fierce and fierce. Meng Qiqi has seen them many times. Xie Yin himself is famous, and he is well-received by the court and the public, but Meng Eqi really doesn't like him very much, because she feels that Xie Yin is gentle and elegant on the surface, but in fact he is violent and sinister on the inside. The third prince, Xie Yuan, was originally born to a humble palace maid, but according to his birth there were auspicious signs such as magpies flying around and purple energy coming from the east, so Xie Chongming also valued this third son. Later, after the palace maid died, the third prince, Xie Yuan, was adopted into the queen's name, and became a heir on the ancestral slogan. The status of the boat is rising, and naturally some people are courting. And Xie Yuan himself was neat in his work, decisive, but also very domineering.
These two people just picked one out, and Meng Eqi couldn't say that he liked it much. But the princes are getting more and more wings, and Sheng Jiayan, who has just shown his edge in the court, will not be let go by them. No matter which side Sheng Jiayan chooses, the other side will not tolerate the other side having a helper like Sheng Jiayan. Because Sheng Jiayan's ability is extremely high, and behind him is the entire Meng Mansion.
After thinking about these relationships, Meng Qiqi felt more and more that what happened this time was either the second prince Xie Yin or the third prince Xie Yuan. But no matter which side it is, it means that Sheng Jiayan has chosen one of the princes to join him.
Meng Qiqi carefully recalled Sheng Jiayan's attitude towards the second prince Xie Yin that day in the painting boat, and she guessed that Sheng Jiayan had chosen the third prince Xie Yuan.
Meng Eqi looked at Sheng Jiayan, who was lying on the couch with his eyes closed.
Sheng Jiayan has already begun to reach out to the forces in the court
…
In Xie Yin Mansion, His Royal Highness the Second Prince, who has always been known for his elegance and gentleness, was losing his temper in the study.
He slapped the case hard: "A bunch of rubbish! You can't catch both of you, what's the use of this prince raising you?!"
The housekeeper in front of him hurriedly knelt down: "His Royal Highness, calm down, we thought that although Sheng Jiayan knew some martial arts, Princess Laiyi was someone who knew nothing about boxing. Kill him, but let Princess Laiyi take him away."
Xie Yin threw the tea cup beside him fiercely: "You still have a face? Why don't you send someone to look for it! Be sure to find the third child before they arrive."
The housekeeper replied in a continuous voice, and then asked tentatively: "Then Sheng Jiayan was killed, what about Princess Laiyi?"
Xie Yin's hand moved for a while, and there was a continuous shadow in his eyes, which reflected his face like a crown jade, like Shura: "Then kill them together, no matter who you let them come back, they will come to me. It's a hassle."
"Yes." The butler froze, bowed and stepped back.
Xie Yin took a deep breath and calmed down.
Sheng Jiayan must die, otherwise, with his intelligence, it is not difficult to guess that he hired someone to tie Meng Eqi to lead him into the game. If he doesn't die, it will be a bigger threat to him when he returns to the court.
As for the comer...
"His Royal Highness, the prince of Beiyan asks to see you." A servant communicated outside the door.
Xie Yin looked at the messy house and said calmly: "Please go to the octagonal pavilion in the garden and have a good pot of tea."
When Xie Yin arrived, Rong Heng, the prince of Beiyan, was walking around in the pavilion with his arms and hands. When he saw Xie Yin coming, he quickly greeted him: "Brother Xie—"
He was just about to ask for something, but Xie Yin deliberately blocked his words and led Rong Heng to the pavilion: "The prince is in such a hurry, why didn't you tell me in advance, I am ready to prepare, and now there is only a pot of bitter tea to welcome the guests. , I hope the prince will not blame me for being incompetent."
Rong Heng waved his hand indifferently, and he cut to the point directly: "I asked you to help me with the invitation to Princess Yi last time. What happened? Did she agree?"
Xie Yin smiled slowly: "Unfortunately, before I could meet Sister Laiyi, she was taken care of by my royal father."
"Take care?" Rong Heng frowned, "Did she do anything wrong?"
"No, no," Xie Yin smiled calmly: "Sister Laiyi has reached the age of a relative, so of course the royal father can no longer allow her to run around, listen to my mother and concubine, she is helping Xiang in private recently. Let's see which of the young talents in my dynasty is suitable to be the concubine."
Rong Heng's brows furrowed even tighter. He didn't expect this Princess Lai Yi to be kissed so soon. If he knew this, he wouldn't come to Chu country so unprepared. Right now, if he wants to propose marriage, he can't open his mouth. The emperor of the Great Chu Kingdom is such a precious Princess Laiyi, and he will definitely not marry her casually. Moreover, there were upstart forces in Beiyan, and the court situation was chaotic, so Rong Heng would not be able to stay here for long. But he thought of Meng Qiqi's dowry, the city and the army, and he was really reluctant to let go of a good opportunity to gain power like this.
Immediately, he bid farewell to Xie Yin, and wanted to return to the inn to discuss carefully with the counselor he brought.
Xie Yin watched Rong Heng leave in a hurry, and spread an unfathomable smile.
…
At night, the cold wind roared, and the wooden doors and windows of the hut were unbearable and made heavy noises.
Meng Qiqi was picked up from the bed by Sheng Jiayan, and she followed Sheng Jiayan out sleepily. As soon as she pushed open the wooden door, the oncoming cold wind froze her agility, and Meng Qiqi completely woke up.
"Ayan, where are we going?"
Sheng Jiayan walked in front to block half the wind and snow for her. His voice was wrapped in the cold wind and came over: "Of course, go home first."
"Go home?" Meng Eqi wondered, "Don't you have someone to pick us up?"
"That's right, but—" Sheng Jiayan looked up at Hei Shen Shen: "It's too late, you will always be seen on the way to rescue me. That person didn't kill me last time, and he will definitely do it again. Look for a chance to come over. In short, he will not want to see me back in the court again."
Meng Qiqi nodded, "but your injury..."
"It's alright." Sheng Jiayan tightened Meng Qiqi's hand, he turned around and tightened Meng Qiqi's robe, and the two walked through the cold and windy mountains, leaning against each other.
As Sheng Jiayan expected, just an hour after they left, a group of masked men with knives broke into the woodcutter's house.
The woodcutter and his wife knelt on the ground, crying and begging: "We really don't know where those two went, we were lying there well before dinner, how come they disappeared. How could we risk our lives to conceal their whereabouts!?”
The leader pulled out the cold light and cold knife from his waist, and the woodcutter stepped back in fright: "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"
Suddenly he thought of something, took out something from his sleeve, and sent it tremblingly: "This is left from them, that girl gave it to me."
He opened his palms, and there was a Pixiu jade pendant with warm light lying on it.