"Mother, don't think about those old things anymore," Zhao Wang comforted the queen, "Be careful to have nightmares at night."
"Oh—" He sighed a long time later, "I won't talk about this, let's talk about your aunt."
King Zhao saw that his successor's expression seemed to be getting better, so he felt relieved: "Mother, you don't have to worry too much about your aunt. I will go to the Duke Kangle's mansion to have a look in a while. After a while, Father is in a better mood, and if you try to persuade him, my aunt will be back soon. Now I will send someone to the Zen Lin Nunnery to take care of it, and my aunt won't suffer much there."
Then nodded: "Just do as you said."
A few words from King Zhao gradually brought a ray of sunshine into the originally gloomy mood. This son of hers looks talented, has a gentle personality, and is proficient in everything from literary to martial arts. However, the title of the eldest son was taken by Yan Shi, otherwise, the position of prince would have been his long ago.
Thinking of Yan Shi, he wished he could crush his silver teeth.
"Mother, my son actually has one thing that I don't know, and I want to ask my mother for advice." King Zhao said again.
Then he said: "What are you talking about?"
"At the beginning, you discussed with your aunt that you wanted Duke Kangle's mansion to marry the eldest brother, in order to win over and monitor the eldest brother." King Zhao said, "But why didn't you marry off the children born to your aunt?"
No matter what, Hua Ling was not born to the Yang family. Wouldn't it be easier to control her by marrying a child born to her
After listening to it, she murmured thoughtfully, "Your aunt has long wanted Hua Xu to become the noble, so she didn't really want to help us win Yan Shi over, she just wanted to find an excuse to put the eye-catching Hua Xu on the throne." Ling pushed out?"
King Zhao gave her a meaningful smile back: "Mother, you know people and faces but don't know your heart. As for Brother Dahuang, it's time to beat him."
Yan Shi woke up in Hua Ling's arms, covered with Hua Ling's quilt, and his quilt was thrown to the other side at some point. Fortunately, Hua Ling hadn't woken up yet, otherwise he would have died of embarrassment.
Yan Shi tiptoed out of his arms, sat on the edge of the bed and frowned and supported his forehead. When he was sleeping last night, he was afraid that Hua Ling would touch him, but he really didn't expect that it would be him who did it. He didn't notice that when he sat by the bed, the sleeping person opened his eyes, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.
After breakfast, Princess Huojia came.
The two brothers and sisters hadn't seen each other for half a year, and they were very excited to meet each other. Yan Shi accompanied Princess Huojia to observe the various places in the mansion carefully, and then took her to play in the imperial city, and bought her a There were a lot of things, and Princess Huojia didn't return to the palace until dusk.
Not long after Yan Shi and Hua Ling returned to Zhaoyang Palace, the porter came to report: "The old Marshal sent someone here."
Yan Shi was so happy that he immediately stood up from his chair and went to greet him outside the mansion in person. He and Marshal Wei have not seen each other for many years. Marshal Wei has been stationed in southern Xinjiang since the death of Empress Yuan. The last time I came back was five years ago. In order not to make Emperor Chongjin suspicious, the grandfather and grandson rarely exchanged letters. This time he was getting married, so he wrote a letter to Marshal Wei to inform him.
Outside the gate of the mansion, there was a young man in a black suit holding a BMW and waiting there with a blank expression on his face. This man was handsome and handsome, with a general's unique aura exuding from his whole body, but his expression was too rigid, like a wooden man.
Seeing Yan Shi coming, he knelt down on one knee and saluted: "Sang Yu pays his respects to the prince."
Yan Shi quickly helped him up with both hands: "Please get up quickly, and follow me to the mansion."
After coming to the mansion and sitting down, Sang Yu took out the letter written by Marshal Wei to Yan Shi from his bosom. It's nothing more than reporting safety and entrusting him with some matters. The letter also said that Sang Yu was specially trained by him as his bodyguard, with high martial arts skills, he could be reused.
Yan Shi was very happy about Sang Yu's arrival, what those who seek great careers lack most is people. This road will become more and more dangerous in the future. He married Hua Ling again, and he was worried that Hua Ling would have no one to protect him. At this moment, Sang Yu just happened to be here. It couldn't be better.
"I originally planned to come before the prince's wedding, but some things were delayed, so I came late, and please forgive me." Sang Yu knelt down on one knee and saluted.
Yan Shi hurriedly asked him to stand up, and Sang Yu took out a pair of jade ruyis from his bag: "This is a wedding gift from the marshal to the prince."
Yan Shi took it in his hand and observed it carefully, not because he was looking at the pair of Yu Ruyi, but because he was looking at things and thinking about others. Hua Ling craned his neck to look curiously, Yan Shi smiled and gave him the pair of jade ruyis.
"Your Highness." Jiang Qingyue came in from the door, as if she had something to say to Yan Shi, and when she saw Sang Yu standing beside her, she asked, "Who is this?"
Jiang Qingyue came by coincidence, so Yan Shi introduced the two of them. Jiang Qingyue only nodded lightly, with a somewhat alienated expression. In fact, except for Yan Shi, he has a sense of alienation from everyone, and he rarely talks to anyone in this mansion.
Jiang Qingyue said: "The whereabouts of Shifangmen in the imperial city have been found." Although Shifangmen has a large number of people, it involves many industries and hides everywhere, it may be the largest business house in the city , or it may be a dilapidated stall on the corner of the street.
The Shifang Gate is very mysterious, and it is not the internal members who do not know how to contact the people in the palace. In order to investigate the disappearance case in the imperial city, Yan Shi ordered people to find out the stronghold of the Shifang Gate in the imperial city.
"I found it at a cloth shop," Jiang Qingyue continued, "It is said that the master of Shifangmen will go to Zuixiaolou for dinner tonight."
Yan Shi's eyes lit up: "Oh? Then I'm going to meet him." Yan Shi only thought that he had found out the whereabouts of the person in the door, but he didn't expect it to be the owner of the door, so he couldn't help but secretly happy.
Hua Ling, who was still playing with the pair of Yu Ruyi, suddenly raised his head and asked, "Then shall we leave now? Brother, wait for me, I'll change clothes soon." , I'm afraid the sect master will leave.
Yan Shi helplessly called to the little princess who was about to run away: "Mingting, you and Qingyue rest in the mansion, and I can go with Sang Yu."
Hua Ling's originally cheerful face immediately became cloudy, and his small mouth was suffocated, as pitiful as he could be: "Why didn't brother take me?" The tone was like accusing Yan Shi of being a heartless person.
"It is rumored that the master of the Shifang Sect is world-renowned in martial arts and has an unpredictable personality. I am afraid that you will be in danger." Yan Shi could only explain patiently.
Hua Ling couldn't help but agree: "But I am a princess, no matter what he says, he is just a grassroots person, how could he have the guts to do something to me?"
The little concubine was raised without knowing the world, Yan Shi decided to tell him more about these sinister things in the world, but now he has no time.
Yan Shi thought for a while and said, "Didn't you say you wanted to embroider a purse for me? What about the purse?"
Hua Ling immediately lowered her head guiltily: "I haven't had time to embroider yet."
Yan Shi sighed and said, "Oh, I don't know when and what month I will be able to wear the purse embroidered by the princess herself."
"I, I'll go to embroider right away." Hua Ling pretended to be sorry for Yan Shi, and stuffed Yu Ruyi into Jiang Qingyue's hand, jumped and ran out, and could still hear her from a long distance away. The voice came, "Brother, don't worry, I will embroider it soon—"
Jiang Qingyue, who was always cold, had a faint smile on her face, and when she looked at Sang Yu, she was like a log with an expressionless face, as if he didn't see everything that happened just now. Jiang Qingyue couldn't help laughing secretly, this man, this is really stupid.
Yan Shi shook his head helplessly, and patted Sang Yu's shoulder: "Let's go."
Zuixiao Tower is not too far away from Prince Ruiying's Mansion, and the two of them didn't take a carriage, and went out of the mansion to perform lightness kung fu and fly away.
"You two masters, please come inside!" Xiaoer saw that the two men who came here were both dignified and imposing, with busy faces smiling, and welcomed Yan Shi and Sang Yu in.
Yan Shi strolled to the second floor, and stopped in front of the private room at the back, Xiaoer was a little confused: "Guest officer, there are people in here."
Yan Shi's heart dropped to the ground, it seemed that the man hadn't left yet, he waved his hand at Xiao Er: "I'm here to look for him, you go down first, don't come in without orders."
Yan Shi nodded to Sang Yu again, and Sang Yu wanted to knock on the door, but he stopped him with one hand: "I'll come." He tapped with his finger, but suddenly dodged to the side, and at the same time, the door seemed to be blown by the wind. It opened with a bang.
Yan Shi and Sang Yu exchanged glances, and decided to go in and have a look.
He was just about to step into the private room when he heard a male and female voice from inside: "I only welcome the prince here." Yan Shi paused and nodded towards Sang Yu who was following behind.
Sang Yu was also a little worried about Yan Shi. Just as he was about to draw out the sword at his waist, Yan Shi put his hand on the hilt of his sword and shook his head.
As a last resort, Sang Yu had to stand outside the door and wait.
Only then did Yan Shi re-enter the private room, and as soon as he stepped in, the door behind him was suddenly closed. The private room was not big, and he immediately saw the person with his back turned and looking out the window. This person was dressed in black clothes like ink dye, and some loose robes perfectly covered his outline, making it impossible to tell whether he was a man or a woman.
"Please sit down!" Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Yan Shi saw the chair that was about two meters away from him move steadily in front of him.
Yan Shi secretly marveled at such a strong internal force.
Not to be outdone, Yan Shi swung his sleeves and brought another chair in front of the table to the head of the Shifang Sect: "Sit the head too."
The head of the Shifang Gate turned around slowly. He wore a silver mask on his face, exposing only a pair of eyes: "Thank you, my lord." Then he swaggered and sat on the chair.
Yan Shi sat down too: "You don't need to say thank you."
"My lord is slow to come. I have used up all my food." The master of the Shifang Gate looked at the leftovers on the table and said, "If your lord wants to find me in the future, you should come earlier. What are you looking for me this time?"
Yan Shi didn't answer but asked instead: "The sect master has great powers, don't you know why I'm looking for you?"
The head of the Shifang Sect nodded and admitted: "Of course I know. Then I have to tell the prince, I am a good citizen, and I was not responsible for the disappearance in the imperial city."