"What are the white flags all over the street? Hey, all the officials wear white belts?"
"You haven't been out for a few days, and you don't even know about it? The Princess Protector is dead! The whole country is in mourning!"
"Princess Protector? You mean Princess Danyang? Isn't it a good thing that she died? It's time to celebrate with drums and gongs."
"Shh... the officials heard this, but they will arrest you and put you in jail."
The people in the tea shop sat at the table in twos and threes, looking at the paper money all over the sky outside, talking a lot.
If you want to talk about Princess Danyang, she is a twelve-year-old moth in the Northern Wei court, and the whole court is frightened by the disaster. It's clearly a daughter's family, but regardless of shame, it has raised dozens of noodle heads in the mansion, hooking up with courtiers, molesting dignitaries, playing tricks, and framing Zhongliang!
Wherever it went, corpses were everywhere, and the people were in dire straits. His evil deeds are spotty, and his crimes are too many to list!
If you want to write a biography for Princess Danyang, then there will be many officials in the court who will jump out and add pens, and use the harshest words carefully to nail the princess to the pillar of shame in history forever, so that she will never be reborn forever !
However, good and evil are rewarded. This eldest princess who has been arrogant for many years was finally imprisoned in Feiyun Palace in the eighth year of Daxing for "murdering an important official". On the day when the new emperor came to power, she died of "illness" in her mansion. , the seven orifices were bleeding, and the death was extremely tragic.
The government held a funeral in a decent manner, but the common people secretly felt happy.
Evil comes with evil! Good to die!
Amidst the joyous applause, snow-white paper money fell down one after another, some of them were swept by the wind, twirled in the air, and flew to the gate of an official mansion next to the official road. plaque.
white house.
In the wing room of the west courtyard of the mansion, someone turned over and inadvertently swept away the medicine bowl placed beside the bed.
"Snapped!"
With a crisp sound, Li Huaiyu woke up suddenly, her heart was beating like a drum, and she broke out in a cold sweat when she opened her eyes. Sitting up propped up, gasping uncontrollably in the throat, eyelashes trembling violently, it took a long time for Liushen to return to his position.
where is this
The simple wing rooms are furnished with outdated and cheap everywhere, and the light comes in from the mottled carved windows, illuminating the dust falling in the air, which is as hazy as fog.
Frowning and staring at the dust for a while, Huaiyu was a little dazed.
The door was pushed open with a "squeak", and a maid with a water basin stepped into the door. When she saw her, she said happily, "Miss, you're finally awake!"
Miss? Li Huaiyu frowned and looked at her, wondering where did this ignorant court lady come from? I have been called "His Royal Highness" since I was born, when was I called "Miss"
"You frightened the servant girl this time, the servant girl almost thought you were dead!" The servant girl muttered to herself and sighed.
expire? Could it be that she is still alive now? Huaiyu was stunned, took a deep breath—
I really haven't lost my breath!
She... didn't die
A tremor spread from the tip of the heart to all the limbs, Li Huaiyu got up excitedly, jumped out of bed and rushed to the window sill, pushing the wooden window open.
The sun was shining brightly, shining down from between her fingers, and falling on her face, it was very warm. A few clumps of wild flowers outside are blooming just right, and the breeze is passing by, shaking the jade colors.
After staring at it for a while, she took a few deep breaths of fresh air and showed a weird smile.
God knows, she is still alive.
She, the eldest princess of Danyang, Li Huaiyu, is still alive!
The head of the little girl behind her was frightened by her actions, her eyes widened, and she stammered, "Little...Miss?"
After a pause of a smile, Huaiyu looked around, turned around inexplicably, pointed at the tip of her nose and asked her, "Are you calling me?"
Lingxiu nodded and looked at her puzzled: "Of course the servant is calling you, miss, you don't recognize the servant?"
Huaiyu thought about it seriously for a while, then shook his head and said, "I have no impression."
Her last memory was the day in Feiyun Palace, March 27th, when she drank the imperial gift of Crane Crown Red, spit out big mouthfuls of blood, and lay down on the soft couch in embarrassment.
There was a group of people kneeling in front of her, kowtowing to her with red eyes and choking, shouting in unison: "Your Highness—"
These two words were like the sobs of a flute blowing into the air, faintly echoed in the lobby a few times, mixed with forbearable cries, which made people feel sore.
Then she closed her eyes and fell into darkness.
It stands to reason that she should be dead, even if she is not dead, she should still be in Feiyun Palace, why is she in this strange place
Looking around suspiciously, Huaiyu saw a dressing table and hurried over to have a look.
The person in the mirror was very strange, with slender eyebrows and soft eyes, his skin was as white as if he had never seen sunlight, and his black hair was like a cloud. With a palm-sized face, small earlobes, and a slender neck, she was dressed in a half-worn dark-colored cloth, with no flesh on her entire body, and she felt like she could be blown away by any gust of wind.
This is not her.
Everyone knows that Princess Danyang is unruly and domineering, half because of her royal status, and half because of her unparalleled martial arts. She has practiced martial arts for many years, and she is covered in steel and iron, how could it look like this bamboo pole
But when she moved, the person in the mirror also moved. She made a face, and the delicate face in the mirror also wrinkled.
Heart sank, Li Huaiyu turned around and asked, "What is the date today?"
Lingxiu looked at her blankly, and said blankly: "Today is the eighth year of Daxing, the fourth day of April..."
The fourth day of April? Huaiyu's lips turned white suddenly: "Princess Danyang has passed away?"
Lingxiu nodded: "It's dead, today happens to be the first seven days, and the government is going out for the funeral."
Li Huaiyu: "..."
Princess Danyang went to the funeral.
Who is she then? !
Shaking her head subconsciously, she felt that this was so bizarre that her lips trembled. Turning around twice, she said, "I'm hungry."
"Ah." Lingxiu nodded in a daze, "I will get you some food right now!"
Huaiyu nodded, watched the little girl run out calmly, took a deep breath when she could no longer see anyone, lifted her skirt and rushed out!
Her body was buried, but she can still say that she can dance and become another person. This kind of thing... If you don't see it with your own eyes, you won't believe it if you kill her!
Rushing out of the room, it seemed that there was a rather large courtyard outside. Li Huaiyu didn't bother to look at anything, and ran across the moon gate corridor avoiding people all the way to find the outermost courtyard wall. Looking left and right, no one was there, and climbed up by stepping on the debris piled up by the wall.
She doesn't know needlework and embroidery, but she is more familiar with things like climbing walls and hunting birds. Although the courtyard wall is a bit higher, Huaiyu climbed up to the eaves and jumped—
Then it fell to the ground with a bang!
"Ah!" With a cry of pain, Li Huaiyu couldn't get up for a long time.
Miscalculation, if she was in the past, such trivial things as climbing over the wall would be no problem, but now her body seems to be very weak, and she is not very obedient, so she fell directly, which is really embarrassing.
But fortunately, the place where she fell is not bad, it is softer than the bluestone brick floor, so it won't be scratched, but the lip was broken by the teeth, and the tip of the tongue poked out, and there was a rusty smell.
"Hiss—" It hurts!
Before she could get up, a cold light flashed beside her, and murderous aura came in an instant: "Who is it!"
Li Huaiyu was startled, and when she turned her head to look, it turned out to be a guard in black clothes, looking at her with frowning eyebrows, with a sharp blade.
As for? She just jumped over the wall, and she wasn't trying to assassinate anyone, so why was she so excited
The soft ground beneath him moved.
Sensing something was wrong, Li Huaiyu blinked and slowly looked down.
There was a person wearing a green amber brocade soft cloud suit under her body. The jade crown was still upright, and his expression was calm. A pair of ink-stained eyes stared at her, like a black dragon breaking through the waves. Some pale lips were stained with a bright red, like flowers blooming on snow.
At the first glance, Huaiyu was a little amazed, this person is really a rare good-looking in the world, with good looks and good expressions.
However, at a second glance, Huaiyu recognized who this face was.
This... this person...
"Still up?" He said coldly.
Hearing this familiar voice, Huaiyu's face changed from shock to livid, as she straddled him, not only did she not get up, but she wanted to crush him to death.
It's really a narrow road for enemies, Jiang Xuanjin!
The paper money all over the sky fell down, Li Huaiyu grabbed one of them casually, looked down at the person under him, and hated the sky in his heart.
Everyone in the world said that Princess Danyang was blamed by the new emperor for "murdering important ministers", and then died. However, Li Huaiyu himself knew how she died.
She was killed by this Ziyang Lord Jiang Xuanjin!
On March 27th of the eighth year of Daxing, a good day for funerals, Jiang Xuanjin offered the red crest of the crane with calm eyes and the fragrance of Buddha in his voice.
"Farewell Your Highness," he said.
Huaiyu was wearing her favorite Yaochi peony palace attire, sitting on the Ruyi Acacia couch, generously took the poison, and drank it down.
"Your Majesty must live a long life." She smiled.
These were the last words she said to him, not tender and affectionate, but with the unwillingness to turn into a ghost for revenge, every word was squeezed out from between her teeth. As she spoke, she swore in her heart that as long as there was a chance, she would definitely let Jiang Xuanjin live or die!
Now, I actually met again.