Conan's physique? The Crown Princess is involved in a murder case again

The Crown Prince and his wife set off south on the third day after their wedding, so the Crown Princess's homecoming banquet was postponed.

People at that time valued etiquette and did not understand their behavior.

So this news quickly became the source of gossip and spread all over the streets.

At this time, people who knew the situation gradually revealed the "suspicious aspects" of the ancestral tea ceremony that day.

Empress Lu used the excuse of illness to force Crown Princess Xu to copy Buddhist scriptures a thousand times. The Crown Princess did not return to the palace for a long time and was only allowed to return after the Crown Prince personally came to welcome her.

As soon as the Crown Princess arrived at the Eastern Palace, she summoned the imperial physician. The next day, the Crown Prince and his wife in the Eastern Palace postponed their return home and set off for the south.

The deliberate guidance of insiders, combined with the appropriate speculation of the people, formed a coherent story.

It was said that the young Empress Lu deliberately made things difficult for the Crown Princess, or that the Crown Prince was worried about his new bride and went to Fengming Palace in person to bring the Crown Princess back.

Poor Princess Xu was weak and was tortured by Empress Lu until she fainted. The Crown Prince angrily summoned the imperial physician to treat her.

In order to fulfill the filial duty, one can only avoid its sharp edge.

The next day, he took the Crown Princess south to recuperate.

Everyone who heard this sighed, "With an unkind stepmother, the family will not be at peace."

When Xiao Lu heard this, she was so angry that she didn't eat for three days.

She said how could the person chosen by Jing Zhichen be so submissive, love is waiting for her here!

When Empress Xiao Lu was troubled by rumors, Jing Zhichen and his group had already rushed to Jiangning day and night.

The "Prince and Princess" who were on a tour to the south had just arrived at Langya. It was said that although the "Prince and Princess" did not show their true faces, they did good deeds along the way and were quite popular among the people.

Xiao Anzi found the best inn in Jiangning City and stayed there. Standing by the window, he could see half of the beautiful scenery of Jiangning.

Jing Zhichen, however, was not at all understanding of the situation. As soon as he entered the room, he sat down at his desk and looked through official documents.

Although it is a time for rest, servants like Xiao Anzi are still very busy.

However, Xu Xingyin took on the false title of Crown Princess and had half a day of leisure.

This room does have a great view. At this time, the flowers in Jiangning are in full bloom, and the colorful flowers are reflected in the lake, which is another beautiful scene.

It was the peak season, and the streets and alleys of Yangzhou were bustling with activity.

People pray and light lanterns in the river to commemorate their deceased relatives. Bunches of chrysanthemums are quietly placed on the bank, adding a sense of sadness to the bustling city.

The ink solidified, Jing Zhichen was stunned for a moment, looked up and was about to call someone in to serve him, when he saw Xu Xingyin standing by the window with a lonely look on his face.

It has to be said that this trip south did give Jing Zhichen a new understanding of Xu Xingyin.

In the past, he just thought that Xu Xingyin was a smart lady from a wealthy family.

But this time, in order to avoid being seen, Jing Zhichen disguised himself and Xu Xingyin, and went south with the prince's entourage.

He took a small group of people and rushed to Jiangning day and night.

Along the way, Xu Xingyin never complained.

Although her eyes were dark blue, they were still cool and she spoke to him with a smile.

"It's okay. The sooner we arrive, the less innocent girl will be in danger."

Be like a reed but have a heart of justice.

Jing Zhichen saw that there was warmth and light in Xu Xingyin's heart.

No matter how hard and tiring the journey was, Xu Xingyin never showed such a tired look.

Looking out the window silently, a tear suddenly fell and hit Jing Zhichen's heart with a loud bang.

"you……"

"I……"

Jing Zhichen's sudden voice made Xu Xingyin suddenly realize her loss of composure, and she quickly turned her head to suppress the tears in the corners of her eyes.

I opened my mouth to explain but found my voice was hoarse, so I just kept silent.

No one will care.

"Selling Zongzi! Selling Zongzi!"

The vendors' cries helped Jing Zhichen find the answer.

He stood up and slowly walked to Xu Xingyin's side, looked out the window, and suddenly asked Xu Xingyin:

"This is my first time here. If you have nothing to do, why don't you take me around?"

After a moment of hesitation, Xu Xingyin clenched his fists, calmed himself down, and nodded slightly.

"Let's go."

The streets of Jiangning are bustling with people, and the criss-crossing rivers and exquisitely shaped bridges add a touch of gentleness to the city.

Xu Xingyin walked in front, his relaxed and contented look completely different from his usual cautious and prudent manner in the capital. He quietly introduced the features of each place to Jing Zhichen.

Jing Zhichen fell behind by a step. His tall figure was like an indestructible wall, quietly isolating Xu Xingyin from the crowded crowd.

She listened patiently to Xu Xingyin's explanation, nodding occasionally in response. Her angular face made the flowers on the banks of the Jiangnan River pale in comparison.

The guards and others were very discerning and did not gather around, but instead hid among the crowd and provided protection quietly.

It was almost dusk when we walked from the inn to the Qinhuai River.

Xu Xingyin stopped at the riverside where the crowd gathered. She leaned against the railing and said to Jing Zhichen:

"This place is called Jingling Riverbank, and it has a unique scenery. On weekdays, scholars from the south of the Yangtze River like to drink tea, meet friends, and write poems here. The daughters of the clans also like to come here to cruise the lake and enjoy the scenery. Today is Tianzhong Festival. According to custom, people will come to Jingling Riverbank to release river lanterns to express their grief for the deceased."

Having said this, Xu Xingyin lowered his eyes dejectedly.

He stared listlessly at a bunch of chrysanthemums at his feet. His usually clear eyes now looked like a pool of stagnant water, lifeless.

Without seeing the man's response, Xu Xingyin stared at the river lanterns of various shapes in a daze.

According to the laws of Dayan, people are not allowed to offer sacrifices to the dead after their crimes, in order to encourage them to be good.

The entire Zhennan General’s Mansion is filled with criminals.

My grandfather was executed for his crimes and was not allowed to have a tomb or be worshipped. He was not even worthy of having a river lantern for blessing.

"Miss, can you help me light a fire?"

Xu Xingyin turned around and saw the man standing by the river with a lantern in his hands.

The dark brocade robe was tinged with warmth by the bright twilight, and his usually cold eyes seemed to hide a captivating power.

The lotus river lantern in his palm had a small word "Song" engraved on its leaves. Chen Zisong was his grandfather's name.

Jing Zhichen clearly saw that Xu Xingyin's pupils shook violently for a moment.

With trembling hands, she touched the leaves of the lotus river lantern and asked him carefully:

"Can...is it okay?"

"Why not? There is no prince or princess here, so who would blame you? Besides..."

The man clearly lowered his voice, but every word he spoke was unusually clear, as if they were separated from all the complexity and there were only the two of them on the entire Jingting River.

"I said, I never thought that General Zhennan would be such a treacherous person."

Xu Xingyin stood there with her lips slightly pursed, her hands hidden under her sleeves trembling uncontrollably.

The myriad grievances hidden in my heart almost collapsed, but in the end they were all blocked by my remaining rationality.

Finally, she stood in the glow of the setting sun, smiled, shielded herself from the wind with her sleeves, took the fire starter and lit the river lantern.

Then she said, "Thank you, Mr. He."