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Chapter 92: Letterhead Dali Temple Prison Book

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At three o'clock, the sun gradually rose.

After Xiao Lianyu left, Xiao Yu sat alone in the hall, lowered his eyebrows, secretly rubbed the wrench on his hand, and was silent for a long time.

The door of the hall opened with a squeak, and Eunuch Sheng walked in with a squeak in hand.

Eunuch Sheng had not seen the emperor like this for a long time, so he couldn't help but be stunned.

But thinking of the haste in Master Xue's mouth, he had no choice but to step forward and bow, "Your Majesty, this is the result of the trial handed over by Xue Shangshu."

Xiao Yu took it, looked at it, raised his eyes and said, "How is the second prince?"

"The second prince and Princess Baoyin have already woken up. Princess Baoyin... has been clamoring to thank Your Majesty for saving your life." Speaking of this, Eunuch Sheng paused, and then changed the conversation: "Your Majesty's medicine has not been changed, but Do you want to summon the Ningyuan into the hall?"

Xiao Yu raised his hand and pinched his temple, got up directly, and said solemnly, "No need, let's go first."

Eunuch Sheng saw that his movements were too large, so he hurried to help him, Xiao Yu withdrew his hand, "I've been fine for a long time."

Eunuch Sheng followed in a step-by-step manner, and said in a panic, "Your Majesty! Falling off a horse is no small matter! Didn't Imperial Physician Ning say it yesterday? It hurts my muscles and bones, so I have to rest for a hundred days, not to mention that Your Majesty's neck is still in the back. If you are injured, the skin and flesh will catch up with the summer, and if you are not careful, the root of the disease will fall, and it must not be underestimated!"

Xiao Yu felt helpless. He led troops to face the enemy at the age of 18. No matter how big the wound was on the battlefield, he could only wipe the ashes of plants and trees. With such a small injury, how about changing the medicine three times a day

Undaunted, Eunuch Sheng continued to talk, "Your Majesty's old wounds, most of which are not healed, will catch up with the rainy season and feel the pain. The servant sees it, and he is very worried in his heart, Your Majesty, that Princess Baoyin. When will we see you?"

Xiao Yu paused, "I saw her brother."

Eunuch Sheng bit the bullet and continued: "Everything is less important than His Majesty's dragon body, and His Majesty is better than seeing Ning Yuanzheng."

Xiao Yu turned a deaf ear, and sneered in his heart: After a hundred days off, the court will still not turn around

Who would have guessed that as soon as she walked out of the door of the hall, before going down the steps, she bumped into Qin Jie, who was walking towards her. She was holding a painted plate in her hand, on which was a lining, white cloth, and a brown medicine bottle.

Qin Jie raised her eyes to look at him: "Where are you going, Your Majesty?"

Xiao Yu's Adam's apple moved, "I was going to find you."

"That's just right." A smile appeared at the corner of Qin Jie's mouth, "Ning Yuan is saying, it's summer, and the wound on Your Majesty's neck needs to be changed, so as not to cause the root cause of the disease, and it will be troublesome to fight repeatedly in the future."

Xiao Yu paused, turned around and followed her back to the hall.

Xiao Yu's eyes fell on her.

Her figure was the same as before, still tall and slender, but it wasn't that Chang Ning just said that she was too thin to support plain clothes.

Qin Ei cut the white cloth, covered it with the medicine that Ningyuan was sending, and the geranium powder for pain relief, walked to Xiao Yu's side, raised her head and said, "Your Majesty sit down, the concubine can't reach."

Xiao Yu sat down fluently.

Qin Xie bowed to change his medicine.

Her breath swept across his neck, Xiao Yu subconsciously clenched his fist, tilted his head to hide.

Qin Xue said softly, "Does it hurt?"

Xiao Yu looked straight at her, "A little bit."

"Then the concubine should be lighter." Qin Yue's fingertips landed on his back, and said softly, "The blood is oozing out, the scabs are sticking to the clothes, and the concubine happened to bring the underclothes over. And change it, okay?"

Xiao Yu looked down at his left arm and hinted at her: "A Ling, my left arm..."

Qin Jie nodded and said, "Your Majesty just sit still and don't move."

Qin Jie helped him undress, looking at the bruise on his left arm, she couldn't help frowning and said, "Can the arm still be raised?"

Xiao Yu lifted it up and said in a hoarse voice, "It's okay to slow down."

Eunuch Sheng's mouth twitched.

Qin Xie wrapped him around him and carefully helped him change his clothes. When changing the sleeve of his left arm, he heard the emperor make a low hiss, and Qin Xue said in a low voice, "Tian Doctor Ning said, it will take a hundred days for a broken muscle and bone to recover. In Beijing, Your Majesty has to pay attention."

"I see." Xiao Yu raised his right hand and pinched her waist, "A Ling, have you lost weight again?"

Hearing this, Eunuch Sheng's mouth twitched again, and it was heartbreaking to hear it, and he simply retreated.

As soon as he closed the palace door, he saw Lu Ze hurriedly running over and said, "I have a big matter here, I am anxious to see Your Majesty, please let me know."

Eunuch Sheng's eyes were full of loneliness that others couldn't understand, the corners of his lips raised hard, but his tone was very sad: "Lord Lu, please wait, His Majesty the dragon is unwell, and the dressing is changed, and he won't be able to come out for a while."

Lu Ze frowned and said, "Change medicine? Your Majesty told me yesterday that it wasn't serious. Could it be serious again? Can we still leave for Beijing then?"

The curvature of the corner of Eunuch Sheng's mouth remained unchanged, and he said in a low voice, "Qin Zhaoyi is changing his majesty's dressing in it."

This is serious or not, and sometimes it varies from person to person.

"Okay, then I'll come back later."

Where is the concubine inside, she is clearly the emperor's inner demon, and when it comes to Qin Xie, Lu Zezhen doesn't even dare to have the thought of competing for favor.

In the afternoon of the same day, the emperor set off back to Beijing with hundreds of officials at the fastest speed.

Yuzhou's 20,000 iron cavalry, as well as the Mongolian embassy, were among them.

However, it was said that the thrill of the Lishan hunt in Yanxi's five-year period was more than that of Yongchang Thirty-Eight.

First, the emperor was injured, and the second Mongolian prince almost died here, and then nine officials of the fifth rank and above were arrested for no reason.

Immediately afterwards, the fire burned the mountain and burned out the two children hidden by the eldest princess. In the end, Su Huaian, the remnant of the Su family, actually appeared in Mount Li.

Even if the emperor deliberately suppressed the news and strictly prohibited it from spreading it, everyone seemed to have a person who was "absolutely reliable and would not betray himself". It was sent back to the capital first.

But the news, the more secretive it is, the more it spreads.

Xiao Yu had anticipated it for a long time, so he dispatched people to spread the news to Zhuang Sheng.

As soon as he entered Beijing, all major teahouses, wine shops, theaters, and Chu halls were discussing this matter.

Yunli Long Street, Wangyuelou.

"Have you heard! Su Huaian is back in Beijing!"

"Who doesn't know about this, Brother Lin, do you know that the Su clan's remnant and the eldest princess have a child?"

"The eldest princess is crazy! She actually has a child with the Su family?"

"The Su family cooperated with the enemy and betrayed the country, and the son of Su Huai'an has no face in this world!"

"The sage was partial to the Demon Empress back then, and he was already lax in governing the country. Now that Su Jingbei's son is alive in the world, it simply chills the hearts of the world."

"My big Saturday, ten thousand soldiers, really died in vain."

Whenever someone says these unstoppable arrogant and contradictory words, there are "understanders" who happen to pass by, and then wave their hands and say: "This is all old and old. Do you guys know that there will be a three-division trial?"

"what?"

"What three tribunals?"

"Understood" said loudly: "I heard that the Su family was not a rebel, but was murdered by an enemy traitor. The case four years ago has another hidden meaning."

"Is what you said true?"

"Understander" continued loudly: "Of course it's true. If it wasn't for an extraordinarily serious case, would it have alerted the Ministry of Punishment, Dali Temple, and the Metropolitan Prosecutor's Office? How can there be any falsehood in the three-division joint trial?"

Everyone nodded, and then hesitantly said: "Then... the child of the eldest princess..."

"Understood" said again: "This also has to talk about the four-year lantern festival, when the spies of the enemy country intended to kidnap the eldest princess..."

Overnight, all kinds of news flew in the sky, and the old affairs between Su Huaian and the eldest princess were passed down into seven or eight versions.

Only one thing remained the same - almost everyone's eyes were focused on the tribunal trial two days later.

On the eve of the tribunal's tribunal, someone knocked on the door of the princess' mansion.

The sky was a little dark and it was drizzling, so Lu Ze didn't hold an umbrella, just raised his eyebrows and said, "Please let me know, I have something to see the eldest princess."

Qingyu was stunned for a moment, but she never expected that the person who came would be Lu Ze, the commander of Jinyiwei.

Qingyu hurriedly returned to Fulan Hall to report, "Your Highness, Commander Lu is out to see you."

Lu Yanqing

What is he going to do

Xiao Lianyu put down her sleeping daughter, put on her skirt, and walked out.

Xiao Lianyu glanced at the package in his hand, and knew who Lu Ze was here for today, she said coldly, "The Princess Mansion does not accept things from unknown sources!"

Lu Ze said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Princess Chang, to make it easy, and I might as well go back to do business."

Xiao Lianyu said, "What kind of difference did Master Hou make with a criminal minister?"

Lu Ze didn't dare to provoke her, so he had to play emotional cards and whispered, "It's a matter of being entrusted by others to be loyal, Changning."

Xiao Lianyu accepted it with a stern face.

After returning to the inner room, he threw the package aside, glanced at every second, and after three glances, he reached out and opened it.

Wrapped in plum-colored satin is a hollowed-out wooden box made of huanghuali wood, with two jade pendants lying flat inside.

They are engraved with Su Youlin and Su Lingyi respectively.

Xiao Lianyu stroked the brand-new engraving on the jade pendant, as if seeing the serious look of the man nodding his head and engraving, and thinking about it, his eyes suddenly turned red.

She clenched her fists and was about to put the jade pendant back. When she picked up the box, she suddenly found a scarlet letterhead at the bottom, with the words "Sincerely to my beloved wife" written in the middle.

Xiao Lianyu's eyes paused, and after a while, she finally shook it off.

There are only a few words in it—

After four years of trying to survive, he didn't know that he was a father, and Jingming did not dare to forgive him for his sins.

Fu Su Huaian.

Dali Temple Prison Book.

The moment Xiao Lianyu blinked, tears fell on the letterhead, her nose was sore, her hands hugged her knees and she cried a lot, whimpering and scolding a bastard.

The sound of the rain outside the window disturbed people's mind, tossing and turning, tossing and turning, and she couldn't sleep. She suddenly got up, took an umbrella, put on a cap, and pushed the door out.

The carriage roamed across Yunli Long Street, and stopped in front of the powerful yamen gate.

Another summer.

In front of the Dali Temple again.

Meng Meng whispered, falling on the umbrella, the officer of Dali Temple with a serious face, reached out to stop her, "Who?"

The eldest princess raised her hand to lift the curtain cap and showed him the token.

None of the officers in front of the Dali Temple dared to say that they did not know the eldest princess, and no one dared to stop the eldest princess.

The officer consciously held down the blade on his waist, opened the door, and bowed to usher in the person.

She walked down a dark corridor.

The prison was silent, the candles flickered, and the gentleman was standing upright, neatly dressed, without shackles on his hands and feet, as if he had been waiting for her for a long time.

Xiao Lianyu threw down the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, lifted the hood, walked over step by step, and stood outside the prison door and looked at him.

His posture is still magnificent, but his eyes are no longer full of energy.

I couldn't say a word of what I wanted to say, but tears welled up in my eyes.

Her lips trembled slightly, and she scolded softly: "Who allowed you to call me your wife..."

Before she finished speaking, Su Huai'an took a step forward, stretched out her arms, and gently wrapped her neck around her neck. She leaned over and kissed across the black bars of the prison.

Lips and teeth stick to each other, separate, and entangle with force, regardless or disregard.

Xiao Lianyu wanted to bite him hard, but her teeth fell on his lips, trembling and trembling, she couldn't help herself.

The man naturally noticed her soft heart.

She didn't bite, he sent it to her lips.

Su Huai'an breathed low, and muttered vaguely: "Here, bite, bite."

I don't know how long it took, there was the sound of chatting outside, the princess pushed the person away in an instant, the footsteps were from far to near, Dali Si Qing and the masters stood at the door out of time, looking at the two in front of them, almost. At the same time, he stopped, and Master Zheng looked down at the key pinned to his waist.

Xiao Lianyu casually picked up the hat on the ground, put it on, turned around and left.

Su Huai'an looked at her back, his voice was neither light nor heavy: "When the tribunal of the three divisions is over, I will personally come to apologize for my husband."