Reborn group favorite: The prince and I are enemies

In the Wei Mansion, Wei Shu changed into lazy clothes and looked through the piles of information piled on the table.

A'kun opened the door of the secret room and walked in, saying in a low voice: "Master, on the surface, he is a member of the second prince, but in fact, he is a member of the third prince. He has no intention of killing you. He probably just wants to frame the second prince and make him suffer." People think that the second prince became angry because you blocked his way to pick up Mr. Feng, and killed you."

Wei Shu put down the small book and snorted coldly: "Huh! It would be reasonable if it came a little slower, but did it come so quickly for fear that others would not know that this was not the second prince's person? Leave them alone and bring some people to show their face. Just check it out. After all this fuss, I was picked out."

Isn't it? A gentle greeting from the third prince poured dirty water on Wei Shu, making Emperor Jiayou suspicious of Wei Shu. He wanted to put Wei Shu in an isolated and helpless situation, so that Wei Shu would have to seek refuge with him. .

But the appearance of this group of assassins was just superfluous.

Wei Shu is a third-level commander and a close minister of the emperor. Even if Emperor Jiayou wants to torment him, if others do it under his eyes, it will challenge his authority and slap him in the face.

When something like this happens, Emperor Jiayou will definitely investigate. No matter whether the assassin is associated with any prince, Emperor Jiayou will find out that Wei Shu is innocent, and it was just a few princes who fought for power against him. Caught in a vortex.

Seeing Wei Shu's strategizing expression, A Kun was surprised and said, "Master, could it be that you were deliberately being polite to the third prince in the alley?"

Wei Shu did not deny it: "Otherwise, how could he think he had a chance and set a trap on me? If he didn't set a trap, how could he clear the suspicions of the superiors against us?"

A-Kun marveled at his master's wisdom, but at the same time he felt deeply distressed. When could his master stay away from this kind of intrigue and intrigue and sleep peacefully?

"Counting the days, Changsun Tao should arrive at that place. Has Aunt Lan set off?"

Akun was startled, then said: "Aunt Lan has already set off, she should be here by now."

Wei Shu picked up the fold again and said calmly: "I know, let's go down!"

A-Kun stepped back softly.

When the darkroom became calm again, Wei Shu took Zhezi's hand and squeezed it tightly. Zhezi twisted instantly, but with a smile on his face: "Sister, it would be great if my brother could carry you to the sedan chair..."

On the other side, Yu Qinghuan and Chang Sun Tao walked for two days and finally arrived at the location on the map this morning.

It was a small courtyard, built against the mountains and close to the lake. It was backed by two green mountains and faced the lake that was clear all year round. It was like a fairyland on earth. It was a pretty good place to live.

Yu Qinghuan stepped forward and knocked on the door. The door was opened with a "Zhila" sound, and a woman came into view.

"Miss..." the woman called earnestly, tears falling down her face.

Yu Qinghuan was slightly startled. She had seen this woman before. When she was in Liyang County, she held her hand and called her princess. She always followed her mother in her dreams and was her mother's close maid.

"Lan...Aunt Lan?"

Yu Qinghuan called out. Although the call didn't contain much emotion, it made her burst into tears.

"Miss... I didn't expect to meet the lady again in my lifetime. Even if I go under the Nine Springs, I can rest in peace."

Changsun Tao immediately held Yu Qinghuan's face, wiped away the tears on her cheeks with a handkerchief, and looked at Aunt Lan: "Why are you here?"

Aunt Lan saluted: "Uncle, I am waiting for you and the young lady here on the order of the young master. Tomorrow will be the day when the uncle and the young lady will be married for one year. The young master said that the wedding was not perfect at that time, so I hope that the uncle and the young lady will It’s just the right time to be able to worship heaven and earth again in the secret villa of the Marquis and Princess. You and the lady have caught up.”

"Brother..." Yu Qinghuan didn't know what kind of emotion this was. She felt sour and uncomfortable. "Did brother prepare it?"

Aunt Lan wiped the corners of her eyes and responded gently: "Hey! The young master prepared it!"

Chang Sun Tao held Yu Qinghuan's hand: "Yan Yan, let's go in and talk! The sun is getting bigger, and you will cry out again later."

Yu Qinghuan nodded, and the three of them walked in together.

In this clean house, apart from Aunt Lan, there were only a few girls and servants. Yu Qinghuan had met these people at Lu Yuan's wife's house in Liyang County.

Yu Qinghuan and Chang Sun Tao were taken directly to a courtyard, which looked like the main house, the most elegant, with all kinds of flowers blooming in the courtyard.

After entering the house, Aunt Lan ordered someone to make tea for Yu Qinghuan and Changsun Tao, and then began to tell her worries about Yu Qinghuan over the years.

"Back then, the princess wanted to go find the Marquis, but I failed to stop you. I also failed to take good care of you. I am really ashamed..."

Yu Qinghuan listened quietly, without interrupting or answering any words. She felt that she was not qualified to express any opinions because she did not know what happened back then. And although she could understand Aunt Lan, she could not empathize with her. She was even more looking for There are no words to comfort Aunt Lan.

Fortunately, Aunt Lan didn't say too much. She wiped her tears, stood up and opened several cabinets, only to see a variety of clothes inside.

There are big, small, and various colors.

Aunt Lan patiently explained: "Miss, as soon as the princess is free during her lifetime, she will sew clothes for you and the young master with her own hands. The clothes worn by these girls are all made by the princess. The oldest ones are seven or eight years old. Here, After that, they were all made by slaves... Although the young lady can no longer wear them, they can still be left for the young lady’s children to wear. These are the thoughts that the princess left for the young lady.”

Then, Aunt Lan opened a slightly smaller cabinet, and a set of Feng Guan Xia Pei was neatly stacked inside.

Aunt Lan touched the hem of the wedding dress, with nostalgia and tenderness flashing across her face: "When the young lady was pregnant with the young master, she thought that the young master would be a daughter, so she started to take action during the days when she was trapped at home by the Marquis. Prepare the dowry, and the wedding dress was also prepared at that time. This preparation took many years and was not completed until the young lady was born. It seems like it was specially prepared for the young lady."

"Back then, the princess seemed to have a premonition that something was going to happen. Not long before that, she asked her slave to secretly keep this wedding dress that she had devoted all her maternal love to and sewn stitch by stitch. The slave was greedy and even kept these other clothes. Get up. If the young lady can wear this Xiapei, the princess will be very happy."

Yu Qinghuan stood up, walked to the cabinet, slowly stretched out her hand, and gently touched the piece of clothing. The dense stitches were beating on her fingertips, which warmed her heart.

Although she has no memory of her mother, maternal love must be as dense as the stitches on this wedding dress, filling her eyes and heart.