Changqing Ci

The wind in the middle of the night was a bit chilly, after Xun Yiran left the mansion, he couldn't wait to get into his carriage, if it hadn't happened too suddenly today, he wouldn't have gone to meet Prime Minister Right at night when Wan's house was closed.

When the prince reaches a certain age, he will leave the palace to open a mansion, and his mansion is the closest mansion to the Forbidden Palace. It is only separated from the deep palace by a wall, so it is very convenient to enter the palace.

Coming out of Shao's Mansion, after turning a few turns, he will return to the Second Prince's Mansion, but he ordered the coachman to take a detour to Ning'an County Lord's Mansion, but when he arrived, he found that the gate was closed and the lights were not on. An uninhabited scene.

Xun Yiran ordered someone to knock on the door, and waited in the car. After the boy came back, he found out that there were too many weeds in the princess's mansion, and the house had collapsed for many years. It was too damaged to live in. Wei Lingci lived next door. Pingnan Palace.

Right now, it's late, it might not be appropriate to rush to knock on the gate of Pingnan Prince's Mansion, so Xun Yiran endured it and let the carriages and horses turn back to the Second Prince's Mansion.

He didn't sleep, and there were also people in the forbidden palace who couldn't sleep.

The emperor lived in the Huaqing Palace, reviewing the memorials, with bright candles burning brightly on both sides, and there seemed to be a little more gray hair between the temples.

He ascended the throne when he was young, and after forty years, in terms of political affairs, he has been doing it all day long. Although he has no merits, there is no fault.

He married Shao Yun only because he wanted to stabilize the court, but now it has created a situation where his relatives dominate. He wants to destroy the Shao family, but there are too many involved in it. Now the only son under his knee, Xun, can also take his place. But he understands better than anyone else that Xun Yiran is not the choice of a Mingjun.

Xun Yishu's death was not so much related to Xun Yi as it was inseparable from Xun Yiran, because Xun Yi had no motive to kill a prince who was about to win the throne; moreover, the biggest beneficiary of this matter was Xun Yiran, People have to doubt him.

But now he is alone, the emperor can no longer get rid of him cruelly, this is the heart of a father.

Yuan Qingming strode into the emperor's bedroom, leaned over and said, "Your Majesty."

The emperor raised his head, glanced at the palace people on both sides, motioned for them to retreat, and after the palace gate closed, he said: "What's the matter?"

"The second prince did go to the Right Prime Minister's Mansion tonight, and stayed for more than an hour. When he came back, he waited for a cup of tea outside the gate of Princess Ning'an's Mansion before returning to the mansion."

Hearing this, the emperor put down his imperial pen, walked to a table and chair beside him, called Yuan Qingming to sit down, and said with a smile, "You can talk a lot in an hour or so." He paused, leaning his whole body on the back of the chair, and then Asked: "Today you fought against an assassin, what do you think of the assassin's skill, did he come from a family of the court or from the world?"

Yuan Qing's famous martial art is not only famous in the imperial court, but also in the Jianghu. Only the emperor would ask this question.

He recalled the tricks to fight the assassin in his mind. After thinking for a long time, he considered: "This man's kung fu is unfathomable. I have the imperial guards by my side to help me stab people. It may not be easy to win. That man's swordsmanship is unpredictable, and I can't see where he came from, but his profound skill can be seen from Jianghu."

He still didn't dare to say a few words, if he was a member of the imperial court, he might have been unable to bear his face and become an official, how could he be so silent and hidden.

The emperor frowned. It is not a good thing for such a master to hide in the dark. Once people in the world intervene in the court, there will be a bloodbath. Such a master, you should be worried that you, the commander of the imperial guards, should give up."

Seeing the emperor making fun of himself intentionally, Yuan Qingming didn't care, and just said: "The assassin is a woman."

It has always been that men are superior to women and women are inferior. In the past few years in Daqi, women could still enter the officialdom, but these years the limelight has faded, and no woman wants to enter the court.

"Woman..." the emperor murmured, his eyes were unusually calm, and his facial features were tepid, "If it's a woman, go and check the second prince's mansion, there are so many concubines in his mansion, remember to do a secret investigation, this is also the right thing to do." It is for you to investigate, not for the Ministry of Criminal Justice to intervene."

Yuan Qingming listened to it for a long time, and was surprised by what His Majesty called the Second Prince and the Second Prince. In the past, Xun was mentioned every time, and it was always a nickname like Ran'er, but now he actually called him the Second Prince in private. A lot of strange things.

The emperor's heart is becoming more and more unpredictable, but the way of being a minister makes him understand that it is right to obey the emperor's order and do the emperor's affairs. After he received the order, he went to the Minister of Punishment to see him.

After the emperor agreed, he saw a courtier with a white beard in purple court uniform come in, kowtowed his head and saluted. After he got up, he said: "Your Majesty, I found in the body of the guard of the Pingnan Palace that the real death was not a sword wound, but a sword wound. It is the poison on the sword, both Wu Zuo and the imperial physician believe that its poison is the same as the poison that the third prince was poisoned by."

"The poison is the same," the emperor reversed his gentle gaze, stood up and paced in the hall with sharpness, "joke, such things happen again and again in the imperial city, This is Daqi's imperial capital, not a slaughterhouse, so if word spreads, how do foreign countries treat Daqi."

Li Ganzhi, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, was already kneeling, so he only lowered his body even lower. Yuan Qingming, who was sitting on the side, also got up and knelt down, shouting: "Your Majesty, calm down!"

The waves in the temple are so strange that no one can grasp them, including the emperor. He can't help but think of the rumors mentioned this morning. In just one day, he suddenly felt that the folk rumors were deliberately spread by someone with a heart, and now he implicated his third son. He had to face it formally, whether it was killing chickens to scare monkeys or capturing the perpetrators, he had to investigate to the end.

If the assassins continue to be rampant, even more people will die in the imperial capital!

He immediately ordered: "Yuan Qingming, go and find out where the rumors came from this morning and who did it. Once you get to the bottom of it, Li Ganzhi will combine the poisoning of the third prince with what happened this morning. The city is searching for the assassin."

The language was sonorous and forceful, not as vain and weak as in the past. With such an arrangement, it was not difficult to guess what the Sacred Heart meant. Yuan Qingming raised his eyes slightly, and felt the killing intent in the emperor's eyes, secretly frightened.

It was another sleepless night in the imperial capital tonight. The candles in Huaqing Palace burned until dawn, and the same was true for the Second Prince's Mansion.

However, the people in Pingnan Palace had a good night's sleep.

Xun Changqing had the habit of getting up early in Lingyun Mountain, and woke up before dawn, but the palace had no elders, so she didn't need to go to pay her respects early in the morning. After waking up, she was pressed down by Zijin and fell asleep for another hour.When he got up again, the sky was already bright.

After waking up and taking a shower, she asked about Wei Lingci's condition. Zijin stood aside. Xun Changqing was used to doing these small things by herself, and she didn't need others to intervene. She also had time to answer questions, "Ms. Wei was in the middle of the night. The wound has not been treated well, it is a little inflamed, and I developed a low-grade fever, but it retreated in the middle of the night, and the maids are all guarding, nothing serious."

The maid on one side put the breakfast on the table, and added some charcoal to the charcoal stove on the side. The interior of the imperial capital was getting colder than Jiangnan, and it was time for the charcoal fire to keep warm. After finishing everything, they all retreated out.

Xun Changqing picked up the spoon, stirred it in the porridge a few times, and heard Zijin say, "Last night, the imperial guards didn't stop all night. They sealed off the first floor and arrested Shao Tang and sent him to the punishment department."

A few words contained a lot of information. Xun Changqing took a sip of porridge by himself, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and replied: "Son of the Shao family, how can your majesty be willing to touch him? The first floor is a brothel, and there are nowhere to visit brothels." Wrong? And what is the reaction of the right-hand minister?"

Xun Changqing has matured a lot compared to before, and the questions she asked were on point, and Zijin also expected that she would ask these questions, "The rumor spread yesterday is that Shao Tang was drunk on the first floor and said, It wasn't a big deal, but when you were assassinated, and the poison in the guards was the same as when the third prince died, His Majesty was obviously furious, so he first arrested Shao Tang and interrogated the reason."

Zijin had found out what happened last night so clearly, and it took a lot of effort to think about it. She must have placed someone in the Ministry of Punishment. She recalled what happened when her mother and concubine were in the capital, and then asked: "Mother and concubine is in the capital. Is there anyone left?"

Zijin's complexion changed, and she was unwilling to hide the princess, and said frankly: "The princess has kept several people in Beijing, but some of them have been lost, and the remaining [-]% of the people should not be trusted. I'll get back to you after checking."

"It's okay, I don't worry about what you do," Xun Changqing said after putting down the bowls and chopsticks, got up and walked to the west room.

Looking up inadvertently, a few snowflakes floated from the sky, and the small ones fell to the ground and melted, wet when touched, Xun Changqing trotted into the corridor, guarded by the rain outside the door, and stayed up for about a night, His spirit was a little depressed, and two groups of bruises could be seen under his eye sockets.

Xun Changqing signaled her to go to rest, but Xianyu shook her head with a solemn expression, "When Miss wakes up, I will go to rest again."

Pitying her for being loyal, Xun Changqing slowed down his tone and persuaded: "No need, if you don't trust the people in the palace, I will personally guard it, can it be done?"

Xianyu stood there without moving, and refused to let go, "You are a child yourself, how can you take care of Miss, you should go back and rest by yourself."

This is treating her like an ignorant child. Seeing people obsessed with it, Xun Changqing had no right to reprimand the maid beside Wei Lingci, so she suppressed her temper and said, "I'm not a child. Go down, I'll watch over you." She, promise not to leave an inch."

Reassuring again and again that it only caused Xianyu's displeasure, she raised her eyes and said, "Why are you not a child? Yesterday, you and the lady just talked a few words, which caused her wounds to open, and she developed a low-grade fever. The child's rough hands Thick feet, but I have never seen your hands so heavy."

It turned out that this was the 'bad thing' she did. Yesterday she just felt uncomfortable and wanted to vent her anger. She never expected such a consequence. Just keep watch, I'll go in and have a look and then come out."

Xianyu didn't really dare to stop her from entering, after all, this was his mansion, and she was under the fence, so she had to urge the people in the princess mansion to fix the house quickly and leave here as soon as possible.

She stepped in lightly, and Xianyun was tidying up the house. Incense was burning in the incense burner. It was like the fragrance of peach blossoms. It was light and not greasy. She moved the incense burner to the inner bedroom. He stepped back lightly.

Wei Lingci opened her eyes the moment the door closed. She seemed to have been in a deep sleep for a long time, just like the time she woke up after being reborn. Her mind was troubled, but her whole body relaxed a lot. In a blink of an eye, she saw the person adding charcoal fire .

Her figure was the same as before, and her beautiful and gorgeous dress added some beauty to her. In her slightly absent-minded eyes, Xun Changqing turned around, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, "You're awake, but what's wrong with you? "

A charcoal fire was lit inside the house for heating, and Xun Changqing stayed in front of the charcoal stove for a while, his cheeks flushed red, Wei Lingci was covered with a thick brocade quilt, felt a little hot, but his face was still very pale, Xun Changqing approached and moved the quilt down a little for her.

His eyes stayed on her cheek for a moment, his fingertips rubbed the corners of the quilt, Xun Changqing paused for a while, and apologized: "Although I did it on purpose yesterday, I didn't expect your wound to open, and you developed a low-grade fever at night."

"It's nothing," Wei Lingci replied in a low voice. There was a little smile on her plain face, but it was still a little less lively than the previous cold look. She frowned slightly, as if she was doing something in her heart. Struggling, paused, and said in a gentle voice: "Then did you feel that you vented your anger yesterday and avenged me for driving you out of the school?"

Asking this question verified Xun Changqing's conjecture that Wei Lingci was just like her, a person of two lifetimes.

Xun Changqing was shocked even though she had known about it for a long time. She stepped back, hit the stool, fell to the ground, bit the corner of her lips, the faint hatred in her eyes and the lingering hostility were overwhelmed. Tears dilute, and then there is such a stubborn streamer, and said sadly: "Since you know everything, why do you still accept me, why do you still help me, why do you still..."

Wei Lingci sat up, his eyes were light, indifferent and ruthless, as if he could not deny the past, and said: "After so many years, why are you still obsessed with those things? What you should consider now is how to survive in the imperial capital. The emperor's guilt towards you will gradually fade away, and what you should be thinking about is how to change your own destiny."

"You said you were never attached, then why are you still by my side, why did you go back to the Imperial Capital?" Xun Changqing wiped away tears, she may have seen what was in Wei Lingci's heart clearly, and if she didn't say anything, she was escaping. It was the same in her life, she stood up, stared back, gritted her teeth and said, "Do you know how much I hate you."

Xun Changqing's heart-piercing words, in Wei Ling's words, most of them meant anger. She couldn't stay in the bed, so she beckoned her to come. Xun Changqing was sad and ignored her, standing aside by herself Dry standing.

The two stalemate for a moment, Xianyun enters the room and comes to deliver the medicine, but as soon as she steps into the bedroom, she finds the atmosphere is weird, she puts the medicine bowl down on the table wisely and leaves.

After piercing the window paper as thin as cicada's wings, Xun Changqing didn't know how to face Wei Lingci. After seeing Xianyun leaving, she also wanted to leave. Her eyes fell on the bowl of medicine. He picked up the medicine, put it on the table next to the bed, and walked away.

The two were very close, and Wei Lingci took her hand, with a faint smile in his eyes, "Can you calm down? I don't have the strength to argue with you again."

Why is she always so comfortable and natural? Xun Changqing withdrew his hand, and her bleak face was reflected in his eyes, "You should take good care of your wounds, I can handle the outside things, the second prince went to the princess mansion last night , but there should be no time to look for you now."

Although Wei Lingci was injured, his right hand was still intact, so he exerted some strength to pull him back, "Sit down and talk, Xun Yiran and I have only met a few times, so don't think about it."

Xun Changqing really sat down, lowered his eyes and grabbed the jade pendant on his waist, "It has nothing to do with me, and it has nothing to do with me if you become a queen."

Mentioning the word Queen, Wei Lingci's eyes trembled, the untouchable scars in her heart were uncovered, and the past suddenly turned in her mind. She knew that Xun Changqing was just an unintentional word, so she took a deep breath .

Her eyes were also as gentle and warm as possible, and the usual coldness faded away. She said: "Do you really hate me?" After a pause, she reminded her: "Answer me after you think about it. If you hate me, I will try my best to disappear in your eyes." In life, if I don’t hate, I will still stay in the palace.”

Xun Changqing raised his head abruptly, looking at the eyes that looked like a bay of spring water. In the flowing light and shadow, those eyes contained a different kind of Wen Xi and a friendship that she couldn't see clearly. She opened her mouth and didn't know how to answer.

Her lips moved, but she didn't make a sound. The silent answer was better than the words spoken, and the warmth surged in her heart. Wei Lingci smiled faintly, and suddenly straightened up, touching Xun Changqing's cheek with her fingertips. There was a kiss on the corner of her lips, her gentle movements were like the night before the river, she lived her life again, and she didn't want to have any more misunderstandings.

In the quiet bedroom, only the breathing of the two could be heard. Xun Changqing was stunned for a moment, staring at her obsessively until Wei Lingci let go of her hand, and she still didn't realize it. After one breath, a faint blush covered her face. She was about to speak, but she heard Wei Ling say: "If you are still angry, I can move out of here."