Chapter 63

Author: Bailu Chengshuang|Release time: 06-15 16:59|Word count: What is after 6028, Shuangjiang remembers it most clearly, the old prince of her family always likes to sing such a few lines, beat the beat in the courtyard in the early morning, and With the dew and the breeze, Hui Hui woke her up.

"Tonight is blowing last night's wind again, spring flowers are swaying in the old dream, looking back on the past, there is nothing else, the old man smiled and leaned on the east of the old hall."

The old prince's voice was bright, and he sang these lines in a clear and tactful way. Through the mist in the morning light, he evoked a few scoldings from the old princess.

"It's good to say that you are a prince. How can you learn some low-level deeds? How can anyone sing in this high-level courtyard, let Jinshang know, and they will say that you are not doing your job properly."

The old man has a good temper, and he was happy when he was told the last two sentences. He just touched his belly and smiled: "Guotai and Min'an, when Guotai and Min'an are in peace, where do I need to do my business properly."

At that time, the Great Wei was indeed the country and the people's security. He had a good foundation left by his ancestors, and he also had loyal and good officials from the whole dynasty. Shuangjiang was just a little princess who didn't know anything. He hid in the shadow of his parents and played tricks. Let's talk about the gossip of the little master of the West Palace.

However, within a few years, infighting broke out in Chaoli, it rotted from the roots, the mountains and rivers were broken, and the enemy army was overwhelmed.

Shuang Jiang was lying on the stained window, watching his elderly father put away the folding fan that sang opera, and put on the armor that had already turned ashes.

When the capital was broken, the father knew that he was powerless to return to the sky, but he still took someone to guard the palace gate. He wanted to leave a root for this great Wei, and let the little master of the West Palace have a chance to hide.

With all his armor torn to pieces, and his face full of blood from Wei people, he stood under the red wall and yellow tiles, just like standing outside her window every morning, singing in a bright voice: Tonight is blowing last night's wind again, spring flowers are fluttering in old dreams.

It's a pity that before the singing was over, Kang Zhenzhong took his big knife and rode past the horse. The light and shadow shone through the palace gate, and the blood splashed out only a few shades of darkness. He staggered, as if he didn't want to fall.

Shuang Jiang was taken away with his mouth covered. What he could see in his eyes was the gradually stiff body of his father at the gate of the palace, which was smashed by Kang Zhenzhong with a whip on the bloody bluestone slab.

"Looking back on the past is nothing."

Shuang Jiang squeezed his cuffs and sang like two points from his father, "The old man smiled and leaned on the east of the old hall—"

The voice was immature, but the voice was as tactful as the old prince, and it was long and melodious like an old dream.

"Okay!" Kang Zhenzhong shook his head and clapped her hands, while his eyes were blurry, he saw that the girl in front of him had a smile on his face, but there were two lines of clear tears in his eyes.

Why do you cry when you sing these lines? Kang Zhenzhong stepped forward blankly and wanted to ask.

But before he could ask, his heart suddenly froze.

A burst of icy cold penetrated his heart and lungs, scaring him away from drinking. Kang Zhenzhong's eyes bulged, staring blankly at the familiar girl in front of him, his eyes slowly moved down, and he was penetrated by the awl. on the chest.

"At my father's order, I'm here to see you off." Shuang Jiang retracted her hand and wiped away the tears with a smile, "It's late, please don't be surprised."

Looking at her in horror, Kang Zhenzhong didn't dare to breathe, fell off the chair and crawled out shaking his hands.

He still doesn't want to die, and he still has his revenge for Ramadan. How can he go down to see her like this? However, the person behind him didn't want to let him go, he didn't take two steps, and he fell heavily on his back, and the awl that had already entered his chest by three inches suddenly disappeared into his heart, and the pain pierced his heart.

Kang Zhenzhong screamed miserably. He wanted to call for help, but this unpleasant cry was quickly suppressed by Shuang Jiang's euphemistic singing.

It was a cool autumn night, and in the quiet courtyard, "Old Church East" was sung again and again.

It was lively at the banquet, playing, pulling, playing and singing very well, and no one would care about this subtle movement. Only Yin Huayue leaned against the table and listened carefully, tapping her on the edge of the table one after another.

She had been preparing for Shuangjiang for a month, and the play was finally sung today. With a long sigh, Huayue picked up the cup and touched Li Jingyun next to her.

Li Jingyun glanced at her sideways, stared at her cup, seemed to remember something, reached out and changed her a cup of tea: "Drink this."

Hua Yue is not happy: "It's rare to be happy today, how can you not drink?"

"You can't stand the amount of alcohol you drink, and neither can you." He pointedly pointed at her forehead, "Be honest."

After taking a sip of tea, Hua Yue put her teacup aside with her mouth flat, and glanced at her in disgust.

This posture is a bit delicate, she was stunned when she was done, and shook her head with a smile. After all, he is a child who has been pampered and grown up. No matter how many things he has gone through, as long as he is pampered again, he has to reappear.

Hua Yue never thought about it, Li Jingyun and her have come to this point, they hated each other when they first got together, but now, this grandfather has spoiled her and let her go. Life is too comfortable. As for the trouble that she wanted to go back to find Shen Zhiluo and ask him what hexagram he was calculating, how could it not end well? Aren't they both fine?

When she clears up these enemies, she will live with him at ease, and in two years, she will have a child to raise and play, and she will not end up in a lonely life.

Satisfied pursing the corners of her mouth, Hua Yue leaned on the shoulder of the man next to her.

"What?" Li Jingyun hummed, "Drunken tea?"

Pinching him, she laughed angrily: "Who's even drunk on this?"

"Then you want to touch porcelain." He ran on his lips, but he still leaned on his side, telling her to lean on more comfortably, "Speak when you are tired, and I will take you away from the path."

Huayue: "..."

Can this blessing and longevity feast slip away? What's the matter with the stiff neck and the tiger's head can't be chopped off?

Shaking her head, Huayue continued to drink tea.

After a while, someone came up and whispered beside Li Jingyun: "Sir, something happened to Xiaoyuan next to him. Master Zhang has no idea, and I want to invite you to come over."

After Xue Ji's death, Zhang Jingyi became the commander of the guards, but he was stupid and had little experience. When something happened, he would only let people come to Li Jingyun. Li Jingyun didn't know what was going on at the other end, so he stood up and wanted to look over there.

"Ai." Hua Yue suddenly covered her stomach and grabbed his sleeve with a pale face.

"What?" Li Jingyun turned around.

"Stomach hurts." She frowned, the cold sweat on her forehead fell, the blood on her lips faded, and her whole body shivered.

Li Jingyun was startled, he helped her up and told the palace servants to find Wen Guzhi, and then said to the person who reported: "Let him figure it out by himself, I can't control the end of the imperial guard, I really can't go to His Highness first."

Originally, he was instructed to supervise the Royal Forest Army, but he only occasionally helped Zhang Jingyi in the face of the prince. If his wife had something to do, it was naturally the wife in front and outsiders behind.

Huayue was very relieved, and took his hand and hummed even more.

The messenger withdrew in embarrassment. Li Jingyun rubbed her belly for her and asked suspiciously, "Does it really hurt?"

"Really." She grinned and leaned against his arms, "Oh, it hurts so bad."

Mo Tong squinted, he leaned closer to her ear and whispered, "Wen Guzhi will be here soon. If you really hurt, I will go to leave, but if you pretend to scare people, you will be finished tonight."

Chilling down her back, Hua Yue took a deep breath, her eyes rolling.

Wen Guzhi came very quickly. As soon as the medicine box was put aside, he came to check her pulse. Huayue opened her mouth to speak, but Li Jingyun stretched out her hand to cover her mouth and eyes, and said coldly, "Don't say anything until he finishes the diagnosis. ."

When it was over, Hua Yue's eyes darkened.

Wen Guzhi took his pulse through the handkerchief for a while, looked at her and then at his third master, and asked hesitantly, "Did you drink at the table?"

"No." Li Jingyun hummed, "My lord stopped me, and I didn't eat anything indiscriminately. Don't make excuses for her. To be honest, what else could make her stomach hurt like this?"

Looking at him with a complicated expression, Wen Guzhi slowly raised his index finger and landed on his heart.

Li Jingyun: "?"

"My sister-in-law has been in her body for more than two months." He said, "It can only be caused by you making her stomach hurt."

During the Fushou Banquet where the orchestra was noisy, the instruments that were being beaten suddenly became silent, and the voices all around drifted away. Li Jingyun looked at Wen Guzhi dumbfoundedly, his mind went blank.

Hua Yue was also stunned, she took away her hand and stared at Wen Guzhi: "More than two months?"

Wen Guzhi nodded, facing her suspicious gaze, he couldn't help rolling his eyes: "Neither of you are aware of it?"

How do you notice this? She has been very busy recently, and Li Jingyun is busier than her. Although the two of them often do such shameless deeds, no one expected it to happen so soon.

Has she just been thinking about two years?

"Is Mrs.-in-law falling in pain or what does it feel like?" Wen Guzhi said solemnly, "If you fall in pain, you must be careful, your body is still unstable, and if you don't keep it in balance, it will be all over if you are careless."

She didn't really hurt, she just didn't want Li Jingyun to stir up the muddy water. Hua Yue opened her mouth to explain, but before she could speak, her hand was caught.

The third master's palm, which was still hot before, is actually a little cold when he holds it again.

"So what?" he asked.

Wen Gu knew that this was a sigh. Brothers have been for so many years. In their dreams, the brothers wanted to hear the third master ask them this, and asked them to worry about him, but no one waited. never thought that heard it in this scene today.

"Help Madam go back to rest, boil some medicine, take a walk in the morning and evening, don't do any extra things, just keep it." He wrote a recipe and handed it over.

Li Jingyun was going to leave without saying a word, but there was still someone talking to Yu Jinshang above. Hua Yue took a look and grabbed him quickly: "It's okay, I'm better now, and I won't be able to leave when the table is over."

Now that he's gone, who will take care of Frostfall?

Li Jingyun glared at her with a sullen face, fearing to scare people, but his expression was a little slow, and he said awkwardly: "Is it possible for you to go back?"

"Then you go back." Hua Yue smiled, "I'm sitting here."

"..." Li Datu, who had not scolded anyone for a long time, finally couldn't hold back a low curse.

He turned around, lifted the hem of his clothes and sat back stiffly beside her.

Wen Guzhi comforted him: "Third Master, don't be too nervous. Mrs.-in-law knows the situation best herself. She says it's okay to be okay."

"Master isn't nervous, why don't you just conceive a body? It seems that no one has ever conceived - no, it seems that no one has ever seen it before."

Hua Yue covered her stomach Le, looked sideways at him, couldn't help but reached out and hooked the palm of his side.

He folded his palms and held her tightly.

The liveliness of playing and singing in the front continued, and Huayue didn't even look at him, she just stared at his side face and smiled, feeling full and satisfied like never before.

"Your Highness."

Zhou Heshuo was talking with Yao Guifei's palace, and suddenly someone came to report: "Something happened at the Fulu Banquet, Mr. Kang of the cabinet died in the small courtyard next to the rest, and the guards did not catch the murderer. , are checking one by one."

Hearing this, Zhou Heshuo changed his face. In order to allow the guards to make meritorious deeds and to atone for their sins, Zhang Jingyi was asked to lead people to patrol tonight's Fulu Banquet. If someone died suddenly, is there any way for Zhang Jingyi to survive?

"Go, let someone press the message first." He said solemnly, "I can't let the royal father know about this."

The servant took the order, but after a while, he came back tremblingly and said, "Your Majesty Chuan Kang has asked you a question."

"How come?" Zhou Heshuo was shocked, "Didn't you just ask?"

"Some lord talked about the cabinet revision. His Majesty said that he had not listened to the report, so he asked Mr. Kang to come back and say a few more words."

Something was wrong, Zhou Heshuo shook his head: "There's no way such a coincidence happened."

It was clear that someone did it on purpose to kill Kang Zhenzhong... He knew early on that Kang Zhenzhong was a thorn in the eyes of those former Wei Wei people, and he has been guarded by people, and he has been busy recently.

Nowhere else to go, stunned to reach the emperor's eyes, this is for him.

Zhou Heshuo bowed to Concubine Yao and went out, personally leading the troops to investigate, hoping to suppress the news and catch the murderer before the banquet was dispersed, so that the merits could be undone.

Yao Guifei frowned slightly as he looked at him in a hurry, leaning on the imperial concubine's couch with her enchanting figure, and snorted softly.

The men in the Zhou royal family, even those that fell out of her stomach, were ruthless.

Reaching out to add incense, she yawned and continued to sleep.

Shuang Jiang left as soon as she moved. According to what Huayue had arranged for her, she met someone at the small door and went back to the minion compartment on the left side of the palace gate. Who knew that she was already standing in the crowd, or someone took it with her? People came and took out all the servants who were not in the compartment just now.

With sweaty palms, Shuang Jiang stood among several people, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

The soles of her shoes were bloody, and if someone caught her, the evidence was conclusive, and it would also implicate Huayue and the General's Mansion. But now there is really nowhere to run, there are people everywhere, what should do?

The palace maid who was checking the dress had already walked up to her, and Shuang lowered her head, her eyes turning white.

"Where is the maid from the General's Mansion?" Someone suddenly asked in the distance.

Shuang Jiang froze, looked up quickly, and saw Wen Guzhi carrying the medicine box, frowned and said, "Come with me."

"Sir?" Several minor officials looked at each other, "I'm checking something here."

"Check what?" Wen Guzhi asked.

Zhou Heshuo ordered to suppress the news, who would dare to disclose these small officials? He faltered and said that it was the prince's order. As soon as Wen Guzhi turned his hand, he took out the prince's token and shook it in front of them: "This is also the prince's order, the lady in the general's residence is not in a good shape, so I asked the maid to help me quickly, otherwise no one will be in trouble. Can't afford it."

Saying that, he pulled Frostfall out.

If granted amnesty, Shuang Jiang followed him out and saluted him: "Thank you, my lord."

"Thank you? This is really your wife's order." Wen Guzhi said as he walked, "I don't know what happened, the guards suddenly surrounded people and wouldn't let them go. The wife said that her stomach was uncomfortable, and the third master went to the prince, That's why you and Mrs.-in-law will go back to the manor first."

Hua Yue's reaction was quite quick, Shuang Jiang wiped the cold sweat on her forehead and let out a long sigh.

Zhou Heshuo was quick to press the news, but he couldn't stand the emperor's constant search for Kang Zhenzhong, and when the banquet was dispersed, several important officials were standing in the imperial study, and the emperor fell in front of the prince with a cup of tea.

His face was pale, and Zhou Heshuo knelt down with the tea shards: "Father, please calm down!"

Originally, I heard so many people rushing to praise the prince and say that the prince's merits made him a little unhappy that the couch was being slept soundly by others. Now that such a big thing happened, he didn't know it until the end of the banquet when Longyan was furious.

The emperor deeply felt that he was too fond of this prince, making him arrogant and arrogant.

"The dereliction of duty by the imperial guard is not one day or two days. I want to give you a chance, but you are not the material, hand over the brand of the imperial guard." The emperor said solemnly.

Zhou Heshuo was shocked and pale, but under the anger of the emperor, he did not dare to do any more disobedient things, and hurriedly asked people to bring the military talismans.

The emperor threw it to Li Jingyun.

"Your Majesty, this—" Li Jingyun knelt down, his face full of anxiety.

The ministers standing next to him all understood that to give Li Jingyun his face was to save face for the prince. After all, they were two people who had a deep friendship, so it was better than turning their heads to give to other princes.

Zhou He Shuo's heart was twisted like a knife, but he knew what it meant, so he lowered his head and said nothing. Li Jingyun looked around and thanked him embarrassedly.

After leaving the imperial study, Zhou Heshuo didn't blame him for anything, but he was in a really bad mood and left with the palace servant's hand.

No matter how to fight for power and profit in the court, military power is still more important than any fat. signs of .

At the same time, Li Jingyunqing was better than the blue, holding the military power of Jinghua, and gave Li Shoutian a face, and the people around him followed suit. Even Su Miao was here with gifts, and wanted her to help talk about matchmaking, look at Li Shoutian What kind of concubine does the Dadu Hu want?

Su Miao held a bunch of sample portraits and looked at them one by one, and said, "Who are these people, they still want to enter my cousin's yard."

Shen Zhiluo squinted at her: "What kind of heavenly person is your cousin, and mortals are not worthy of it?"

"That's not what you mean." Su Miao leaned over with a smile, "Look, this girl is fatter than you and me combined. Does she want to go into the yard and crush my cousin to death?"

The demo looked a little plump, and Shen Zhiluo waved her away: "Your little sister-in-law is pregnant, your cousin may not want to take a concubine."

In general, when the main room is pregnant, the men in the family will take a concubine to accompany him temporarily, but Su Miao felt that this behavior was shameless, she pouted her mouth, and almost pouted on the beam of the house: "My aunt's filial piety has not yet been completed. But he didn't even think about it."

After thinking about it, she asked again, "If I was pregnant, would you take a concubine too?"

Glancing at her, Shen Zhiluo didn't answer.

Su Miao felt depressed and touched her stomach.

She doesn't seem to be worried about this stubble. For so long, her stomach has not moved.

Shen Zhiluo didn't like to be close to her recently. He chatted with people secretly during the day and rested in the study at night. Several times she came to sleep with the quilt with a cheeky face, but he didn’t pay much attention to him. Once she couldn’t help but ask him if there was someone outside, but the person said freely: “Go and catch you, I caught you. Write me a letter of leave."

Su Miao was about to be annoyed, but there was nothing she could do.

It was really boring, she left Shen Zhiluo and went out to Qifeng Tower.

Chaoli has been quite turbulent recently. Li Jingyun was discussing matters with Liu Cheng and them in the Qifeng Building. When he saw her, he raised his eyebrows: "What kind of grudge are you?"

Sitting in front of him in frustration, Su Miao asked, "What happened to Shen Zhiluo recently? He always ignores me."

"Just in time, I was just about to tell you." Li Jingyun said, "While it's still early, do you want to write him a letter of divorce?"

Su Miao jumped up immediately, stepped on the stool and performed a tiger downhill pose: "Is he really someone outside?"

What's the mess? Li Jingyun looked at her with the look of a fool, and Liu Chenghe next to her explained to her in a low voice: "Your good husband has contacted a lot of the old Wei Dynasty, and is fighting for the fifth prince and the prince for the opportunity to parade in the spring next year, and the fire is burning. Wang, your cousin is afraid of burning you, so let you get out first."

After calming down, Su Miao was puzzled: "What's the matter with the fifth prince here? Shen Zhiluo has never met him much?"

"It happens that the fifth prince has the title of a prince in his possession, so he is the most promising other than the prince in the court." Li Jingyun said, "They just want a puppet. It just so happens that the fifth prince is young and hasn't learned these intrigues yet."

Thinking of Zhou Hemin she saw at the banquet that day, Su Miao wanted to say that he didn't look like a fool, but before he could say it, Li Jingyun said, "Anyway, your husband wants to take my General's Mansion into the muddy water. Yes, give him a letter of divorce."

"It makes sense." Su Miao nodded, "Nothing can harm the General's Mansion."

Liu Chenghe pointed at her with relief and said to Li Jingyun, "Look at the third master, are you still worried? Look at how much Miss Biao takes the overall situation first."

"I haven't finished speaking yet." Su Miao clapped her hands, "Since I can't be implicated, why don't I make some noise, cousin, make more noise, let the whole Jinghua know that I am a white-eyed wolf, ungrateful, betrayed the general's mansion, and will be with you from now on. The General's Mansion was cut in two and no longer has anything to do with it."

One did not stand firm, and Liu Chenghe staggered.

Li Jingyun expected it in advance, so he just snorted and said, "I don't want to die? Your marriage was pointed to by the prince, so I pointed to you to maintain the relationship between the East Palace and the General's Mansion."

"It won't lose my life." Su Miao squinted her eyes and smiled, "He will protect me."

Shen Zhiluo? Li Jingyun looked at his stupid cousin with a complicated expression. Half of the capital knew that Shen Zhiluo treated his new wife badly, so she was still so stubborn.