Glory to the ancestors

"Master Yang, do you really want to trust Cheng Duyun's group?" Li Xiao's bodyguard, Su Cheng asked.

Yang Jin leaned on the seat and exhaled, "Then who do you think I should trust?"

"My lord said that although Rong Guogong is cunning, he should be aware of your lordship, but this matter involves the forces of the queen mother and the emperor. I am afraid that your lord can only be caught in the middle and be a tool for them to check and balance each other." Su Cheng lowered his head, "My lord ordered that if your lord wants to use his influence in Beijing, he must give his full support."

"He understands again." Yang Jin glanced at You An, "Where do you live now?"

"In the inn closest to Yang's mansion."

"Well," Yang Jin looked ahead, touched the knuckles of her left index finger twice with her right hand, "I'll let the housekeeper pick up a room later, you live in it, and I'll make plans."

"This..." Youan hesitated, "My lord wants me to hide my identity..."

"Didn't he say he wants you to listen to me?"

When Su Cheng heard this, he arched his hands, "Yes."

"Okay, you go first."

When Su Cheng left Yang Jin's study, someone was waiting outside and took him to the wing.

Yang Jin hung his head on the back of the chair and closed his eyes, of course he knew it.

……

A circle of people stood outside the Rongguo Mansion. They called it protection, but they were actually monitoring Rongzhen.

The assassination of several high officials in the capital caused panic among the common people. Many wealthy families moved south with all their belongings, hoping to find peace.

Is it peaceful in the south?

Rong Zhen listened to what Chen Zhan said, and thought in his heart, Li Xiao's information was not slower than his own, how could he not know about these things that happened in the capital.

But he didn't move for a long time, maybe he also planned to make a profit.

Who is the praying mantis and who is the oriole?

Rong Zhen's eyelashes trembled, "You have been on the eaves."

No one answered for a long time.

"I know you're here." Rong Zhen still spoke to the empty room, he knew someone would respond to him.

Sure enough, the door was knocked twice, and Han Yu walked in from the outside.

"How do you know it was me?"

"I guessed it." Rong Zhen sighed, "Yun Cang refused to say the name of the person who met him at the time, so I knew it." He looked at the tall and straight Han Yu, a little strange, "I trust him, I also trust you, so it’s okay not to ask.”

"Then why are you looking for me now?" Han Yu's eyes were a little unnatural, he really didn't know how to face Rong Zhen, but just a year ago, he was still holding his hand and calling him brother.

"Because I have something to ask of you."

"what's up?"

"I want you to deliver a letter for me," Rong Zhen stared at Han Yu, "Only you can bypass everyone's eyes and deliver this letter to that person."

Han Yu looked at Rong Zhen, pursed his lower lip, "Okay."

Rong Zhen immediately handed the sealed letter to Han Yu, "Please."

Han Yu looked at the envelope left and right, stood still for a while, and said, "I'm not by your side to protect you."

"I know."

"I just want to give you back the life I owe you." Han Yu emphasized.

"I know."

Seeing Rong Zhen's serious attitude, Han Yu was agitated for a while, turned around and disappeared.

After he left, Rong Zhen picked up the letter sent by Yun Cang.

Their plan will continue.

As long as Yang Jin's matter was handled properly, he and Li Huan would have no worries.

Osmanthus osmanthus knocked on the door and entered the room, put the refreshments on the table, then sat quietly at the side, looked at Rong Zhen, saw that the ink in the inkstone was a little dry, stood up and helped Rong Zhen grind the ink.

He is like any other utensil in this study, silent and indispensable.

……

"Your Majesty," Jiang Yuhua knelt in front of Li Yun's table, lowering his head, "Your Majesty, my concubine really doesn't know what the Empress Dowager gave Duke Rong."

"But the Queen Mother did ask you to hand in a letter to Duke Rong, right?"

Jiang Yuhua bit her lower lip, "Yes."

"Is there a vial in there?"

"Yes."

"What's in the vial?"

"I don't know," Jiang Yuhua put his hands on the ground and bowed his head. "The concubine really doesn't know anything. The Queen Mother just wants me to hand over the letter to Duke Rong."

"Do you know that the two censors were poisoned to death?"

Jiang Yuhua raised his head with tears in his eyes, "Your Majesty, this concubine knows that I have committed an unforgivable crime, but if this concubine knew that it was harmful, she would not have helped the queen mother in the first place. .”

"How do you want me to trust you?" Li Yun looked at her, "You are the queen, my pillow, why don't I want to trust you..."

Li Yun even covered his eyes when he said this, "Who else can I trust?"

Jiang Yuhua straightened up silently, crossed his hands in front of his forehead, and kowtowed to Li Yun, "Your Majesty, since you think I am not worthy of the status of queen, I naturally dare not be attached to you. You can punish me however you want, but can you forgive me again?" How many months am I?"

"What do you mean?"

"The concubine is pregnant."

Li Yun blinked, unable to believe it, "You said you were pregnant?"

"Yes," Jiang Yuhua lowered his head, "It was diagnosed by the imperial physician a few days ago."

"You..." Li Yun didn't know what to say for a while, stood up from his seat, walked up to Jiang Yuhua, wanted to help her, but couldn't stretch out his hand, so he just pulled his sleeve slightly, "Get up Bar."

When Jiang Yuhua heard these words, his nose became sour, and grievances burst out of his eyes.

Li Yun looked at her with her head down. After a while, she finally lowered her body and stood up holding Jiang Yuhua from behind.

Jiang Yuhua lay on Li Yun's shoulder, sobbing softly, "Your Majesty, I really don't know."

Li Yun didn't know how to comfort her, so he just stroked her shoulder as gently as possible.

He didn't believe that a woman who had a child would be completely loyal to her motherhood, and the one who lived in the Ciyun Temple was a good example.

But he still didn't look at Jiang Yuhua's helpless look. He chose her because he saw her innocence from the very beginning.

If you don't believe her now, isn't it just that you don't believe your own eyesight?

Li Yun took a deep breath. It was time for him to fight back, not only for himself, but also for the child in Jiang Yuhua's belly, the flesh and blood of the Li family.

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