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"Now that he knows that Prince Rui has colluded with Mo Cunfeng and staged the Tianxiang Pavilion incident, will he think that Prince Rui is still the innocent Eighth Prince? It's ridiculous that Prince Rui still doesn't know this. Your Highness is far-sighted and has long expected that Mo Cunfeng would surrender to Prince Rui. He has been keeping an eye on Prince Rui's movements and has been on guard against him since he entered Tianxiang Pavilion and got drunk every day."
As he spoke, Shangguan Jinghao didn't say anything. But when he looked over, he saw that Shangguan Jinghao's eyelids were slightly drooping, staring at the purse in his hand indifferently, and he didn't seem to have the kind of happiness that comes from success.
Wang Mang glanced at Cao Zhaonan, who also looked slightly dignified and said, "Your Highness?"
Shangguan Jinghao raised his eyes to look at Wang Mang, and scolded him with a smile: "You, the censor, have not improved in other aspects, but your ability to talk has improved day by day."
Wang Mang smiled and replied, "Your Highness is indeed far-sighted and has taken action long before King Rui. I am not just flattering you."
"That woman is good at playing the zither and has scars on her face. She looks a bit like Qiaochu. But since Shangguan Jinghong loves Qiaochu, why would he be so obsessed with her? He also drinks and indulges himself in Tianxiang Pavilion every day. What else could he do if not to attract the attention and pity of my father?" Shangguan Jinghao's eyes swept across Cao Zhaonan. "Mo Cunfeng, this old fox, knows that there can't be two tigers on one mountain. Since there is no room for him here and the virtuous king has fallen, he will have to find another mountain. At that time, wouldn't the wise king be the best choice? This is not too difficult to guess. I think he hooked up with Shangguan Jinghong through the Lang family, but it's a pity that Shangguan Jinghong lost his power not long after, and he is now riding a tiger and it is difficult to get off."
"General Cao also accepted six of his most capable subordinates." Wang Mang chuckled and looked at Cao Zhaonan.
Cao Zhaonan nodded, and Shangguan Jinghao slowly showed a sneer on his face, "Dual identity, I also learned it from my eighth brother."
"General Manager Cao, Wang Mang, you can go back and rest as well. Let him be happy for a few more days. When he is summoned to court again, it will be time for the emperor to think it over and make the decision to depose him."
As he spoke, he pushed his chair aside, threw his purse coldly on the table, and left the study.
…
He walked along Fuzhong Road, entered a courtyard, and stopped in front of a room.
The maids guarding the gate hurriedly paid their respects. One of them was about to go into the room to pass on the message, but Shangguan Jinghao waved his hand and pushed the door open and went in.
"Your Highness, I greet you. How did you get here?"
Inside the room, the woman was getting up from the dressing table. She seemed to have heard a noise outside the door and was about to come out. There was a hint of surprise on her beautiful face.
It was the Crown Princess who raised her eyebrows.
Shangguan Jinghao curled his lips and said calmly, "I'm afraid that the Crown Princess will forget who her husband is."
She raised her eyebrows in surprise, realizing that he was picking on her because of the fact that she had pleaded for Shangguan Jinghong in Tianxiang Pavilion.
Since returning from the enclosure, she had been feeling strange towards Shangguan Jinghong for some reason. She always felt that the memory lost in the valley was related to Shangguan Jinghong. After the house search, she heard secrets that she shouldn't have heard, and she realized that she had fallen in love with Shangguan Jinghong.
At the same time, she hated Qiao Chu even more. Why did she deserve to be treated like this by this promising man
Her dissatisfaction with Shangguan Jinghao had reached its peak. Hearing Shangguan Jinghao say this, she suppressed her anger, smiled and stepped forward, wrapping her arms around Shangguan Jinghao's arms, "I am a woman, and I was soft-hearted for a moment. Your Highness, please don't think so. Tonight... I will sleep with you and make amends to Your Highness."
Shangguan Jinghao's eyes slowly fell on the whiteness of his own arm. A cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes. He raised his hand and slapped Qiaomei hard.
Qiaomei fell to the ground after being beaten, a salty smell gushing out from between her teeth. She looked at the man in front of her in disbelief and said tremblingly: "Shangguan Jinghao, you hit me?"
"What if I beat you? I am afraid of you, a mere member of the Qiao clan? From the outside, it seems that my father found this marriage for me to pave the way for my future?" Shangguan Jinghao sneered, "Oh, do you think my father really thinks so? Do you think I really think so? Marrying you is just because I like to destroy what Shangguan Jinghong likes. I am not afraid to tell you the truth. Back then, it was my good eighth brother who was sent to the north as an envoy."
He curled his lips into a smile, and then slowly said: "Of course, I know that it was not you who saved him back then, but Qiaochu."
Lying on the ground, Qiaomei's whole body shook, as if someone had hit him hard in the heart.
Back then, that elegant young man in white was Shangguan Jinghong
Yes, it was definitely not her who saved him, but they were together for several months afterwards, and during that period, it was definitely her and him.
It was indeed she and he who made the vow of eternal love...
In the dim room, only the faint candlelight was flickering.
With her wrists firmly grasped, Qiaochu looked coldly at the man who was also looking at her coldly.
"Qiaochu, listen to me carefully," Shangguan Jinghong's eyes grew darker in the light and shadow. He curled his lips into a smile, a hint of deep self-mockery winding through the corners of his mouth.
"Anything can be fake. But do you think illness, alcohol, and injury can be fake? Even if I wasn't there, I would still drink in Prince Rui's mansion. When I let you go that day, I really let you go. I... never thought you would come back. When I saw you come back, I knew what kind of trouble I would get into, but I was still happy with it. I can only be thankful."
"If I wanted to hide it from you, do I think I would be so despicable as to tell you about Rong Rui's relationship with Tianxiang Pavilion? It's just because I know you must be worried about that woman who you don't even know and you don't need to care about."
"Tell me, Qiaochu, you understand me and know me."
Qiaochu's heart was in turmoil as she stared blankly at the man in front of her. Her hands were held tightly by him. There was a glimmer of light in his eyes, which were as dark as deep caves, and seemed to be about to spit out fire, but then slowly dimmed.
"Oh, you don't believe it, right? Of course, I am not the Ninth Brother, the proud, willful, open-minded Xia Jiu, the Xia Jiu who can give up everything to herd sheep and horses with you, grow flowers and grass. Qiaochu, why should we deceive ourselves? Ask yourself, are you coming back because... you pity me? But I am so cheap as to pretend that I don't know."
Her hand was thrown hard and fell onto the bed. The warmth was suddenly pulled away from her. A cold voice came from the air and footsteps were already several feet away.
"But no matter how difficult my current situation is, I will live like a dog in the future just like I did today. I don't want your sympathy or charity! You barbarian girl!"
…
The room was already simple, and now it seemed even emptier.
Shangguan Jinghong left and no one knew where he went.
His words still lingered in her ears sharply.
Qiaochu put his hand over his eyes, feeling sad.
Yes, she had even promised in her heart that if he didn't let her down, she would never let him down no matter what. But she had to admit that some of his words really hit the nail on the head for both of them.
It turns out that some scars are really hard to heal and broken mirrors can’t be mended.
Perhaps, as long as he really loved her, she really didn't need to care whether he included her in his calculations.
However, people are afraid of calculation, even in the name of love.
In a calculated love, no one can guarantee what will happen in the future.
After Qin Ge, she actually became afraid to trust anyone.
At this moment, the lights were dim, the darkness was like a tide, and new and old scars came to my mind together.
She didn't know how long it was before she closed her eyes, quickly got out of bed, put on her shoes, picked up the candlestick on the table, and walked out of the room.
She was suddenly afraid of being alone in such a quiet and unknown room.
It was so quiet.
Or maybe I want to go out and look for him, or maybe I want to go out for a walk by myself.
She didn't know it, but she quickly left the room.
Following the light, she walked out of the long corridor and when she reached the hall, she subconsciously wanted to look for the iron mask he had just taken off. It should be in this hall.
She walked to the door, turned around, and shone the candle carefully.
Suddenly, she thought that he must have picked up the iron mask and put it on when he went out. She smiled softly, and at this moment, Fang Haohao took a good look at the appearance of the hall of this house. But as soon as Fang saw him, she suddenly trembled all over, a chill rose from the bottom of her heart, and the memory of the darkness eight years ago flashed through her mind in an instant.
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A sudden sharp cry from a woman almost made Shangguan Jinghong drop everything in his hand. This place was remote and few people knew about it. He just went to the neighboring farmer's house to ask for something. He kept an eye on the situation here and didn't see anyone intruding.
How was she in there? He shouldn't have abandoned her. He gritted his teeth, frightened, and didn't even bother to say goodbye to the woman and boy from the farm. He jumped back to the front of the house and pushed the door open.
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Outside the door, the sky was full of stars, adorning the man's back. Qiaochu sat on the ground, watching Shangguan Jinghong throw the things in his hand onto the small couch in front of the window by the door, and was about to close the door -
She shook her head desperately, "Don't close the door."
Shangguan Jinghong glanced at the things beside her, and soon jumped in front of her, hugged her in his arms, stroked her back, and whispered soothingly, "Don't be afraid."
Qiaochu was still trembling. He hugged his neck, and looked up at the room again bit by bit in trembling.
Carved tables and chairs, incense burners, wooden cabinets, hanging paintings... This is really what Tomb Chamber No. 19 looks like.
But, a thousand years later, that place will be dead.
But a thousand years ago, this place was alive.
However, she never expected that there was a coffin placed in the hall!
Right next to her.
From this point of view, the coffin in the tomb is not the coffin of King Dongling at all.
It was designed according to this house.
But why build such a scary house
Who would put a longevity log in the hall!
And they were even doing that kind of thing here just now...
As if seeing her fear and doubt, Shangguan Jinghong picked her up horizontally. She thought he would take her away, but he jumped back and sat on the bright red coffin. She was an archaeologist and not a coward, but she was still so shocked that she hugged his neck tightly.
She let him hold her and sit on his lap, not daring to move an inch. She really didn't want to fall on the coffin.
It was because this house, especially this coffin, reminded her of Qin Ge's death.
Eight years had passed and she thought she had forgotten it, but when she thought about it now, it was as clear as yesterday.
I could also clearly see the mischievous smile on Shangguan Jinghong's lips.
He suddenly lifted her off his knees and tried to move her to the coffin next to him. Qiaochu had no choice but to hold his waist tightly. She was angry and annoyed, and gritted her teeth and said, "How can you scare me like this, you little traitor who seeks revenge for personal gain."
"I'm not Shangguan Jingcong."
"you-"
She was so angry that he almost vomited blood, but he gently took off the iron mask and threw it on the coffin. Qiao Chu saw that outside the door, at the fence of the yard, several people from the farm family who lived opposite them came out, men, women, old and young, all staring at them curiously.
But the door was half-open and there was some distance between them, so they couldn't see clearly what was going on in the house.
Otherwise, seeing this coffin in the middle of the night would scare people.
What's more, he took off his iron mask, which would not be good for people to see.
However, this situation is somewhat similar to the time in Tenjin Village.