Chapter 65

However, Wen Boqing had already gone to Mocheng to find the whereabouts of Mo Ya, and could only wait for him to come back. Wen Qiong recalled the white-haired mother in her dream, and turned to look for Wen's mother.

As a result, he didn't come back for two days during this trip, and there was no news at all.

Wen Qiong intentionally asks Ah Shen to inquire about the news, but is stopped by Wen's mother.

"The crown prince's secret guards are all murderous. Your brother is usually a fool, but he is also cautious. With guards to protect him, he will be able to deal with it."

"Mocheng is far away from Crane City, and it takes more than half a day's journey by carriage. Maybe we are on our way back."

That's what I said, but when it was getting dark and the sky outside was getting dark little by little, Mother Wen, who was originally calm, also began to feel a little uneasy.

Wen Qiong saw the worry on her face, patted the back of her mother's hand comfortingly, stood up with the armrests of the wooden chair, "Let Ah Shen find someone to investigate."

Nanny Song at the side quickly came over to help her, "Young lady is heavy, so don't move around, and this old slave will tell that kid Ah Shen later."

"Yes, just let Nanny Song go." Mother Wen showed pity on her face, seeing Wen Qiong's round belly, the worries in her heart dissipated a little.

"Don't think about it, you go back to your room and rest."

Wen Qiong was persuaded by the two elders to go back to the room, and A Yao brought the stove over, added some fine silver charcoal, got up and opened the window a little.

When he pulled away to leave, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the envelope with a small triangle exposed under the couch.

"Girl, there is a letter under the weight of the box, and it hasn't been opened yet."

Wen Qiong put down the book in her hand upon hearing this, and cast her beautiful amber eyes over, "What letter?"

"It was sent by the white crow." A Yao glanced at the envelope, and then handed it over, "It must have been delivered for a few days, the girl has been staying in the wife's room, and she has forgotten the letter."

Wen Qiong remembered, and rubbed the center of her brows, "It was that day when I learned that Mo Ya's whereabouts had been missing. I was upset, and my brother pushed me back to the room for a nap, and I forgot about it when I woke up."

As she spoke, she opened the letter, and A Yao picked up the black cloak beside her and folded it up, while chatting, "Girl, I heard that the master was exiled at the beginning of spring, so we have to wait until the master leaves the imperial city before going back?"

The imperial city is very far away from Suzhou. Although the rebellion for the throne has been going on for many days, it has been deliberately suppressed to prevent the people from panic, so it has not yet spread to Wen Qiong.

But as soon as A Yao finished speaking, she frowned first, "That's not okay, the girl will be in labor after the beginning of spring, and the journey back to the imperial city is bumpy and dangerous."

The cloak was neatly folded and placed in a small cabinet at the side, and A Yao picked up the clothes to dry at the side, only to realize that the girl didn't respond to her.

Turning her head curiously, she saw the woman staring blankly at the letter, with a dazed expression as if recalling something, she put down the clothes in her hand and walked over, "What's the matter, girl, what did the white crow say in the letter?"

Wen Qiong subconsciously folded the letter in half, "I..."

Her throat was extremely tight, and the faint suffocation made her spit out a single word, but she couldn't make a sound, and the thin letter paper trembled slightly in the air.

She had just digested the coexistence of the reborn Yao Xuanci and Yao Xuanci in this life, but the white crow said again—"Madam, my son wants to kill another self."

"I beg you to write a letter to the young master. Only the wife's words are the only ones that the young master is willing to listen to."

Wen Qiong's first thought was that the white crow thought highly of her.

She has already retreated and retreated, only seeking the peace of a small world, intervening in Yao Xuanci's matter at this time is tantamount to taking over this big trouble on her own initiative.

But Yao Xuanci wanted to kill another self, how to kill him?

Wasn't he afraid that he would die too?

The word "dead" flashed through Wen Qiong's mind, and the long, thin white fingers holding the letter were clenched tightly.

She remembered that the moment the poisonous tea entered her bowels, the colic was like a fruit rich in juice being blown apart by a vicious hammer, and it spread rapidly in the internal organs..

She tried her best to open a little gap, and saw the colorful fireworks blooming outside the window under the night, as gorgeous and charming as the stars in the sky.

After dying once, Wen Qiong was particularly in awe of death.

So she didn't understand how Yao Xuanci could do such a crazy move. He actually wanted to kill himself. It's not that simple.

The thin letter paper was pierced with force until the whitened fingertips, Wen Qiong felt someone touch her shoulder, she raised her eyes to meet A Yao's panicked face, "Girl, talk to me, don't scare A Yao."

Wen Qiong took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and said in a trembling voice, "It's okay, I was just thinking about something, and I didn't hear you calling me when I was distracted."

She took the book next to her hand, flipped through a page at random, and sandwiched the crumpled and torn letter paper inside, "Light a lamp, it's too dark in the room."

A Yao was frightened by Wen Qiong who looked so soulless just now, her eyes were still wet, she nodded quickly when she heard this, and looked back uneasy when she went to the outer compartment to get the fire book.

When he came back, he looked at Wen Qiong who was quietly holding the book, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He brought a three-lamp stand and put it on the corner of the small table. After lighting it, he covered it with a hollow lampshade.

Ah Shen asked two beggars to go to Mocheng to inquire about the news, and only brought back some information on the third day.

The good news is that the prince's secret guard is still in Mocheng, and they seem to be searching for it in the middle of the night, but the bad news is that they can't find Wen Boqing.

When Ah Shen left, Wen Qiong flipped through a page of the book, and the letter that she kept in the book two days ago appeared before her eyes again.

She held the corner of the letter hesitantly, and closed the book after a long time, "Ayao."

"Hey." A Yao put down the work in her hands and walked quickly, "What do you want to tell your servant?"

"Get me a pen and ink."

It was already extremely cold in the twelfth lunar month, and the thick cotton curtains blocked the biting chill outside, compared to the warmth in the bedroom, Wen Qiong didn't want to bother to go to the study.

A Yao quickly brought the brush and ink, Wen Qiong pressed the rice paper with the pedestal, hesitated for a moment before picking up the pen, dipped the ink.

It was just a few lines, she folded it and sealed it in an envelope, "Leave it to Shen, he has been with brother for so long, he should know how to send the letter back to the imperial city."

A Yao took the letter and left, but the heavy curtain was raised again, and Nanny Song came in with a bowl of pork rib soup.

"Girl, drink some soup to warm up."

Nanny Song handed over the hot sparerib soup, and touched the temperature of Wen Qiong's hand, feeling warm and very satisfied, "It seems that the bones of the body are not so weak, it is rare to be warm in the cold winter.”

Wen Qiong pursed her lips and smiled, "Fortunately, those bitter herbs were not in vain."

"My uncle took the trouble to ask the imperial doctor to treat me, and the girl is not afraid of the bad medicine and is willing to drink it. Such hard work will definitely have a good result."

Nanny Song took out a letter from her sleeve with a smile, and shook it in front of Wen Qiong as if she was holding a candy, "Look, the letter my uncle just sent is still cool to the touch."

Wen Qiong's eyes moved slightly, she put down the soup bowl and took it, and said softly, "What a coincidence, I just asked A Yao to send one away."

Nanny Song covered her lips, and then picked up the wooden support, "The old slave will go back first, Madam is still waiting for the old slave to accompany her to worship the Buddhist temple, and she will come back around noon, girl, don't worry about it."

Wen Qiong nodded, and opened the letter at the same time. After reading it at a glance, the corners of her lips were tightly pursed, and there was a trace of anger in her eyes.

She crumpled the letter paper into a mess, and even wanted to call A Yao back.

"This man is just crazy."

The prince secretly contacted the clan of his ancestors, intending to force the emperor to seize the throne, but Yao Xuanci actually planned to use his tricks. He wrote a letter to her, in addition to asking how she was doing in Suzhou and how her health was, he wanted to tell her in advance.Annoyed.

"Although the mountains are high and the rivers are far away, there is fear that news may leak to our ears. This letter only asks Ah Qiong to feel at ease. When the turmoil in the imperial city calms down, I will definitely go to meet Ah Qiong."

Wen Qiong glanced at this passage again, and the anger in her heart became even worse.

This person wants to meddle in the battle for the position of the dragon, but also hides from everyone and kills another self. Does he know that Mo Ya has been missing for several days, and does he know that the prince's pursuers are gnawing at her?!

Jujuju, and Lishu have both signed, who wants to get together with him, is there a life to come back to get together?

Wen Qiong was so angry that she threw the letter ball directly, and the small paper ball rolled a few times on the ground and stopped at the screen separating the inner and outer rooms.

A pair of blood-stained platinum cloud pattern boots kicked the ball of paper, then unfolded the bamboo bone fan, bent down, and scooped up the ball of paper with the fan.

The ball of paper was bumped twice to catch it, and the young man looked at the annoyed woman flipping through the book with his peach blossom eyes, and said with a smile, "Hey, what did Shizi Yao write to make us Arqiong so angry?"gone?"

Wen Qiong raised her head suddenly, and smiled in surprise, "Brother, you are back!"

She propped herself up and got up to meet her, "Ah Shen said in the morning that he didn't hear from you."

"You have a lot of blood on your body, but you were injured?"

"The one who got splashed, I brought so many guards, I'm sure I can fight two-on-one, why did you go to Mocheng to find me?"

Wen Boqing frowned, "What if you get caught by those people, it's only five or six days, why don't you even have the patience for that."

Wen Qiong explained, "I didn't send anyone, I entrusted a few homeless people, and I didn't dare to speak up."

Thinking of what the white crow said in the letter, she hesitated for a moment, feeling that it would be troublesome and unbelievable to explain, so she held back and wanted to talk to her brother in detail later.

"What about Mo Ya, is he okay?"

Now that the imperial city is in chaos, Yao Xuanci has left a white crow by his side, if Mo Ya rushes back early, he can help.

Hearing this, Wen Boqing first sighed, spread his arms and spun around, gave Wen Qiong a careful look at his embarrassment these past few days, then shrugged his shoulders, "Mo Ya was so watched that he couldn't be rescued."

Seeing that Wen Qiongliu was about to frown, he added, "But there is no danger of life, don't worry."

"That's the prince's secret guard, who was going to take our lives, how could Mo Ya be safe..."

Wen Boqing lowered his voice and interrupted her, "I'm not afraid to bring someone back."

"who?"

...

The door of the side room was pushed open, and as soon as Wen Qiong entered the room, she saw the woman in the scarlet dress in the room. She was struggling desperately, trying to break free from the ropes on her body, and saw the brother and sister who had entered the door.Hysterical screaming and roaring.

"Wen's!"

"You bitch, let me go, or I'll let you die!"

Because Wen Boqing had said in advance, Wen Qiong glanced at her lower abdomen, but she couldn't see anything even though it was covered by heavy clothes.

She had no expression on her face, "Second Miss Zheng, save your energy, this time, it's not certain which of us will die first."

"What's more, you were tied up in front of me."

When Zheng Ruyu struggled too hard, she fell uncontrollably on the soft mattress. After struggling for a long time, she couldn't get up, and finally lost her strength and lay down on her stomach, gritted her teeth, "Bitch, do you dare to kill me?"

"If you dare to move one of my fingers, the prince will cut you to pieces."

When Wen Qiong heard this, Liu Mei slightly raised her eyebrows, "According to the tone of the second girl, are you willing to marry the prince?"

The author has something to say:

In the past two days, Kawen, I’m really sorry that haven’t updated it, and it will be smoother later, thank you for your company~