Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

In the early morning of the second day, after bidding farewell to Princess Liyang, everyone in the Prince's Mansion followed Mrs. Mu into the carriage. Jiang Luoyu stood beside a group of carriages with an indifferent expression, and looked at the emblem of the Palace on the carriage for a moment. Suddenly turned around and looked at Zhuyue who was ordering to pack things not far away, her lips moved.

Mian Xing, who was standing on the other side of him, saw his expression, as if she knew what was going on in his mind, so she took a few steps forward quickly and whispered.

"My son, yesterday... Mrs. Min didn't come back yesterday. Aunt Bai's subordinates also asked, and Rongqinyuan didn't know where Mrs. Min went. There was no news until this morning. No one knew what happened to Mrs. Min. Where are you going? My wife is still missing."

When Jiang Luoyu heard the words, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he subconsciously asked, "The person disappeared?"

After all, he seemed to have sensed his gaffe, pursed his thin lips, and his voice became a little colder: "He can go wherever he wants, and the mansion doesn't have to worry about him."

No matter how Mian Xing reacted after hearing this, Jiang Luoyu slightly lowered his head and grabbed the reins in front of him. After turning over on the horse, his legs clamped the horse's belly, and he disappeared with the carriage team after a while. On the street, Sleeping Star and Zhuyue behind Ren Ren looked at his receding figure with some worry.

After entering the palace, everyone scattered because of the flower viewing feast. Jiang Luoyu met a few princes and nobles he knew, and Yun Xuan who looked a little embarrassed and lonely, his eyes were from a distance and his face was silent, thinking about something all the time He glanced at the third prince, and finally set his eyes on the eighth prince who was smiling and comforting him beside the third prince.

As if sensing his gaze, Ye Xu raised his head slightly, glanced at him with a smile, then lowered his head thoughtfully after a while, and then spoke to Ye Rui beside him.

Seeing that Ye Rui seemed to be moved by Ye Xu's words, the atmosphere between the two became more and more relaxed. The smile on Jiang Luoyu's lips gradually deepened. Walking towards the hidden bush, the figure quietly disappeared in the inner garden of the palace after a while.

When Ye Xu raised his eyes again, he could no longer see the person who was looking across the water in the distance, and instantly forgot what he was going to say next, and suddenly stood up and took a few steps forward, his eyes glanced around lightly.

Ye Rui watched him get up suddenly, and then scanned the situation outside again and again, his eyes suddenly became a little more surprised, he also stood up and followed his gaze, and asked suspiciously: "Eighth brother, what's wrong?"

Ye Xu didn't see Jiang Luoyu, so he knew he had gone, and he couldn't help showing a trace of disappointment in his eyes, but then he returned to the smiling look just now, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "It's nothing, just now Xu'er saw the beautiful girl The cyan bird ended up saying a few more words to the emperor, but the little bird disappeared and Xu Er wanted to look for it..."

"What kind of rare bird?" Ye Rui relaxed his vigilant mind when he heard it was a little bird, patted him on the shoulder and smiled, "If the eighth brother really likes that little bird, you can Tell Brother Wei what the bird looks like, it's just a bird—Brother Huang can still find it for you to play with."

"No need, thank you for your kindness, brother." Ye Xu pursed his lips, and rejected the words without a trace, but the determination in his eyes emerged, and his tone suddenly became dignified, "That bird likes freedom, and it looks so Clever, presumably if he hadn't caught it with his own hands, he wouldn't have been able to keep that bird in the cage willingly."

After saying this, he ignored Ye Rui's suspicious eyes, couldn't help lowering his head, and murmured softly: "What's more, that

There will never be another bird like this. "

Sitting among the pavilions, when the two royal brothers were talking about birds in silence, Jiang Luoyu had already walked out of the bushes quickly, and picked up a pure black cloak from the hand of a court lady who had been waiting there for a long time. Covering her head and face, she quickly followed her to a relatively secluded path, and after a while, she left the banquet area of ​​the inner palace. After avoiding several waves of Jinwu guards who came to patrol, she stood in a small door in front of the cold palace of the outer palace. In front of the door, he lowered his body and walked in.

Leng Gong.

Jiang Luoyu looked at this somewhat deserted palace, something flashed in his eyes and he couldn't see clearly, his white fingers were slowly put into his sleeves, the smile on his lips disappeared little by little, and his handsome face was covered with tears. The faint sunlight illuminated, reflecting an expressionless cheek.

The little palace maid bowed her body and waited for Jiang Luoyu to take a step. When she led the man in green clothes to the gate of one of the most desolate palaces, she lowered her voice and reported: "Pavilion Master, Jiang Luoyu Hui was locked inside, since she was imprisoned here by the emperor, she has been howling for the past few days, as if she still hoped that the emperor would let her out."

When Jiang Luoyu heard the words, a sneer flashed in his eyes, and he scanned the deserted cold palace a few times before raising his hand and saying: "I see, let's go down."

When the little maid obeyed the order, bowed and quickly stepped back, and quickly disappeared into the almost deserted cold palace, Jiang Luoyu looked at the stone steps not far away, and the darkness in her eyes spread layer by layer. When he came up, there seemed to be a clear sound of a porcelain bowl falling to the ground, as well as a struggling and screaming tone.

It was his voice. When I listened carefully, I couldn't hear it clearly, as if it had never appeared before.

The voice screamed continuously, as if there was blood in the throat, repeatedly, only two names, with the hatred and contempt burning endlessly in hell.

"...Nan Jinglong...Jiang Hui..."

Jiang Luoyu stood silently in front of the steps, squinting her eyes slightly to carefully examine the palace in front of her little by little, as if she had cast her eyes over the palace in front of her and saw the candle flames that were about to fall back then, the servant girl's contempt mixed with disdain in her eyes, At that time, the bright color of the dazzling jewels became the last ray of light spreading in the blood, and now it has gradually disappeared under the bright sunlight.

A gust of breeze blew by, bringing intermittent speech in the hall, as well as the strange sound of scratching the door frame.

"Let me out, let me out...It's itchy, it's itchy..." A weak and frightened female voice sounded from behind the door not far away. Scratching on the door, "Help, help me..."

Jiang Luoyu pulled down his hood, stared at the big brass lock on the door, clenched his fingers tightly on the key handed to him by the maid just now, and walked up the steps. The moment he entered the door, facing the The people in the middle whispered.

"Stay outside."

A figure flashed past in a dark place: "Yes."

As soon as he opened the door, Jiang Luoyu caught a white figure lying on the ground from the corner of his eyes and rushed towards him. Then he felt his sleeve sink, and the voice from outside the door sounded again: "Help me, Your Majesty, The emperor's concubine really didn't do it on purpose, the emperor rescued the concubine, the concubine is so itchy! The concubine is in so much pain!"

While saying this, the person lying on the ground suddenly raised his head, revealing his cheeks hidden by his black hair.

Only two days later, Jiang Hui, who was found to be having an affair with the prince, entered the cold palace. Because she didn't eat and was too frightened, she was already thin and out of shape. Her originally delicate and fair cheeks were covered with hideous dark red spots. There are several traces scratched by fingernails,

Some of the skin is close to festering, especially the white bones on the fingertips.

The hands protruding from the sleeves and the neck on the collar are also similar to her face. It must be that the white and smooth skin on her body is also very festered, otherwise she would not have said such painful and itchy words.

If ordinary people saw such a ferocious person who looked like a living ghost all of a sudden, they would be so frightened that they would take a few steps back and be speechless, but even though Jiang Luoyu was grabbed by her sleeve, she still stood there with a calm expression. Looking up and down at Jiang Hui's current appearance with a smile, he knew that the blood baby sand in the Bingji Yugu Paste had played a role, and asked.

"Where does it itch?"

"Everywhere...everywhere is itchy...the whole body is itchy, itching during the day and at night!" Jiang Hui has been tossed by this kind of pain and itching for half a month. Just now, she subconsciously saw the sun and went up to grab Jiang Luo. Yu, because of her entering the cold palace, the people outside even gave away every meal, not to mention opening the door to let people in.

Now when she suddenly heard someone questioning her, she immediately felt agitated, and felt that the pain and itching had subsided a lot, but it was a pity that she had been locked up in the dark palace for too long, and now she shed tears when she saw the sun, and she couldn't see clearly. Who is the person? He tried his best to grab Jiang Luoyu's hem, and said sadly.

"Who is it, who is it? Is it the emperor? Did the emperor think of his concubine? The emperor..."

"It's a pity that Concubine Hui was disappointed."

Jiang Luoyu was silent for a moment, watching the tears mixed with the flesh and blood on Jiang Hui's face, leaving a clear white mark, Jiang Hui's face had been festered with bones, and the original appearance could not be seen at all. It's clear, it's becoming more and more frightening and frightening, it makes people look at it, and it feels like a pink skull.

Seeing that the enemy in the previous life was so miserable, Jiang Luoyu's tone became lighter, as if he was as gentle and pure as when they first met: "This son is not the one Concubine Hui wants to see."

Hearing his voice, Jiang Hui seemed to be dumbfounded for a moment. She didn't want to know why Jiang Luoyu suddenly appeared beside her at this time. Her bloody face twisted for a moment. She couldn't tell what expression was on her face. She just quickly walked over to her knees. At his feet, he grabbed his sleeve again and shouted.

"Cousin Shizi, cousin Shizi, you are here, I... I feel itchy all over my body, so itchy... Hurry up and save me! Let my father save me, and my brother, save me Ah! I don’t want to stay in the cold palace for the rest of my life!”