Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

Before the voice of these words fell, Jiang Luoyu had already remembered the unheard conversation between himself and Meng Jiuqian in the Cold River Pavilion, and the picture scroll that had been burned by him. Wearing an apricot-yellow dress, she has a beautiful appearance, but she looks like a familiar girl.

That day...

"I hope the pavilion master will not blame you after hearing it..." Meng Jiuqian stood quietly behind the bead curtain, lowered his voice and reported every word, but his head was already covered with sweat. Zhu, "According to the person who delivered the news, the emperor's sweetheart is very likely to be the emperor's aunt, the Princess Liyang who was married and named Xiaoyao King..."

Before he finished speaking, the hands of the person standing inside the bead curtain trembled, almost throwing the familiar-looking scroll to the ground immediately, and the voice contained inconceivability: "What did you say?!"

Meng Jiuqian was by no means surprised by Jiang Luoyu's reaction at this time. From his point of view, even if Jiang Luoyu was furious at this time, saying that they were unfavorable and presented false news, he would not have any complaints. Such a reaction And the words are still light - after all, who would have thought that the current emperor has been coveting his own aunt, who is also the grandmother of the pavilion master.

Thinking of this, Meng Jiuqian hurriedly knelt down, lowered his voice and cupped his hands and said: "Pavilion master calm down, the news of that person may not be taken seriously..."

Jiang Luoyu didn't speak for a while, but just took a deep breath, trying to suppress the sudden anger and a very inexplicable sudden feeling in her heart.

But if this is the case, then Jiang Lun, who was originally a Jiang Lun who was valued for saving his family after the assassination incident when the former emperor traveled to the south of the Yangtze River, was promoted all the way to the mighty general and finally became the son-in-law. When the new emperor came to the throne, except for supporting the new emperor's ascension, he didn't do any great things, but he was able to be named the Xiaoyao King inherited from generation to generation, and he passed it down for three generations without taking back the soldier talisman he had kept in his hand. It can all be explained.

When thinking about the previous life, it was also because not long after I got married, my grandmother became seriously ill because of my own affairs, and the emperor started to attack me when she drove a crane back soon.

Everything... just because of grandma?

Although he had some thoughts in his head temporarily, Jiang Luoyu's expression was still very ugly. He immediately rolled up the painting scroll as it was, held it tightly in his hand, turned around, and spoke coldly to the person outside the curtain. The figure opened his mouth and said: "Why do you dare to speculate like this? It's only because Princess Liyang liked to wear apricot yellow clothes when she was young, especially a woman who liked to embroider apricot flowers with apricot yellow silver thread on the clothes. A painting of his sweetheart?"

Meng Jiuqian paused when he heard this, and after hesitating for a long time, he gritted his teeth and reported in a low voice: "Pavilion master, the apricot-yellow silver thread, according to the records of the weaving department... because at that time the apricot-yellow silver thread was extremely difficult Weaving, it is difficult to produce much every year, so almost only the royal family can wear it... But now, it is different now."

"Oh?" Jiang Luoyu didn't expect that it was this that made the people in the Hanjiang Pavilion lock on to her grandmother. She looked at the scroll in her hand for a while, but didn't know what to say. It was not until a long time later that she licked her mask With thin lips, his eyes stared directly at the lit candles outside the Hanjiang Pavilion, and his black jade-like eyes flickered for a moment.

"So, that woman must be a member of the royal family. She was a member of the royal family back then, and she liked to wear such precious apricot yellow silver thread. Apart from Liyang Princess, you can't find other princesses or emperors?"

Meng Jiuqian raised his hand to wipe off the bead-sized beads of sweat on his forehead, and said softly, "...Please forgive me, Pavilion Master."