rebirth will be hard to find

Although Chu Yi didn't know His Royal Highness' orders, she was very keenly aware of the sudden tense atmosphere in Linzhi Hall.She pretended not to know, and let the imperial physician and the palace staff of Linzhi Palace turn the entire palace up and down.Not to mention, I really found some private things, but none of them would cause people to fall asleep.

The investigation was deadlocked for a while, and Chu Yi didn't care how it would develop in the future, but since this time, she has become more careful when falling asleep.She dared not fall asleep during the day, and before going to bed at night, she must drive the guards from the palace to the outside, and ordered them not to be disturbed no matter what.

Fortunately, the palace has always been peaceful, and there has never been any urgent matter that requires waking the princess up in the middle of the night.So gradually, the turmoil subsided, but the palace people of Linzhi Palace were gradually replaced.In the end, only Zhang Dai, a familiar face, stayed by Chu Yi's side to serve him, and he became more respectful and careful.

This morning, Chu Yi was still as usual, getting up before dawn to wash up, and then went to the study to listen to Mrs. Zou's lecture.It's just that the weather is getting colder and colder, and people are more and more nostalgic for the warm big bed. Even though the silver carbon charcoal is burning in the bedroom all night, there is no trace of cold at all, and Chu Yi almost couldn't get up.

Chu Yi almost closed his eyes to get up, get dressed, wash and eat.She raised her hand and let the maids toss about, and what she ate was whatever the servants picked up, so she ate whatever, squinting the whole time.It wasn't until she got out of the door of the bedroom and was shocked by the cold wind blowing from outside that she finally regained some energy.

The weather in November was so cold that the dripping water turned into ice, and the heavy snow almost never stopped. When I went out, my eyes were all white.I heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been "grounded" by the old emperor. He spends every day in a warm palace, and when he goes out, he can't see the sun. Not to mention that the sedan chair is tightly covered, at least half of it must be burned before he uses it. An hour of charcoal basin.

Chu Yi is not as "delicate" as the prince, but in this weather, she naturally no longer insists on walking to the study.Just sitting in the warm sedan chair, accompanied by the rhythmic swaying of the palace people carrying the sedan chair, she will soon feel drowsy again.

So in order not to let herself fall asleep and cause any trouble again, Chu Yi began to ask Zhang Dai to tell her some interesting things about the government and the countryside to refresh her mind.She was especially sleepy this morning, but when Zhang Dai opened his mouth, she immediately recovered.

Zhang Dai's godfather, Liu Xi, is the chief steward of Longteng Hall, and he always knows more than others, so Zhang Dai often hears gossip that others don't know.For example: The youngest son of Marquis Changping went to the brothel at night, his leg was broken and he was thrown outside the back door of Qunfang Pavilion.The murderer has not yet been traced, but the prince of the Hou's mansion did not wake up because he was frozen outside all night and had a high fever for several days. The Marquis of Changping was so anxious that he begged the old emperor, and now he has sent an imperial doctor there.

It wasn't true that Chu Yi had just been released from the cold palace, so she naturally knew who Changpinghou was, and it happened that his surname was also Lu.And two days ago when she woke up in the middle of the night, she couldn't find Cheng Zian again, not even in the bathroom.Later, she waited until midnight before she finally waited for the cold man to come back.

After connecting back and forth, Chu Yi had some guesses in his heart.She regained her energy and sat up straight in the sedan chair, but she asked casually, "Zhang Dai, who is the Marquis of Changping? And what's the name of the prince whose leg was broken?"

It's normal for Chu Yi not to know the courtiers, and recently she often asks Zhang Dai about some young heroes in the court, in preparation for choosing a companion to study in the future.So Zhang Dai didn't think too much when he heard the words, and immediately replied: "Your Highness, the Marquis of Changping is named Lu Ying. He is a hereditary title. He is currently serving in the Ministry of War. His young master seems to be named Lu Qun."

Sure enough, it was Lu Qun!

Just hearing the name, Chu Yi could almost conclude that the "murderer" must be Cheng Zian.

The boy Zi'an was also sluggish, broke his leg, and threw him to the back door of the brothel.Once the news gets out, even if Lu Qun's reputation is ruined, his marriage with Chu Jingmo will probably fail.

After all, ordinary visits to brothels can be said to be romantic and elegant, but if someone breaks his leg and throws him through the back door of the brothel, that's another matter.Not to mention Lu Qun's reputation, even the Marquis of Changping would have to lose face a lot, and as long as Chu Jingmo's father still had this daughter in his heart, he would never recognize this marriage again.

Thinking about it this way, Cheng Zian's move really killed two birds with one stone, it was much better than shooting Lu Qun with an arrow in full view.

It's just that, if Chu Jingmo loses his engagement in the future, will Cheng Zian summon up the courage to express his heart to her?

Chu Yi suddenly felt a sense of urgency, and felt that it would be more reassuring to bring people into the palace to watch.

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Marquis Changping immediately suppressed Lu Qun's leg being broken and thrown at the back door of the brothel.But at the foot of the emperor in the capital, there are many dignitaries everywhere, and he even went all over the world to find doctors to treat his son's illness, so the news gradually spread.

After hearing the news, not many people could immediately guess that it was Cheng Zian who was responsible.Apart from Her Royal Highness who was far away in the palace and Li Lin who leaked that day, the first person who guessed was Cheng Zian's grandmother, Mrs. Cheng who stayed at home all year round.

Mrs. Cheng has a lot of prestige, and Cheng Zian has been afraid of her since she was a child.So after dinner that day, after she dismissed everyone including Mrs. Cheng, Cheng Zian's guilt and anxiety were almost written all over his face.

The room where there were only two people left was so quiet that one's heart sank. It took an unknown amount of time before Mrs. Cheng's old and deep voice sounded slowly: "Cheng Jie, why are you practicing martial arts?"

Cheng Zian lowered his head, not daring to look at Mrs. Cheng, but he still replied: "In order to revive the Cheng family, and even more so that father's affairs can be settled someday."

He didn't dare to look at Mrs. Cheng, but Mrs. Cheng's gaze never left him for a moment.Her gaze was complicated, and blame might only account for a very small part, but her voice was still stern: "Then what did you do?"

Cheng Zian didn't dare to quibble, he knelt down on one knee: "Please punish me, grandma."

There was a moment of silence, Mrs. Cheng sighed, and suddenly asked: "Ajie, do you still remember your identity?"

Cheng Zian's body froze, and he couldn't say a word, but the hand hanging by his side gradually clenched into a fist.

Mrs. Cheng had a panoramic view of his movements, and the helplessness and regret in her eyes were no less than that of Cheng Zian, who had his head down.But she couldn't comfort him, and couldn't relieve him, she could only say to him: "Go to the ancestral hall and kneel."

Cheng Zian didn't refute. After standing up, he bowed to Mrs. Cheng politely as before, then straightened his back and walked out of the house, heading towards the ancestral hall where the Cheng family's ancestors were enshrined.

This kneeling, then kneeling until midnight.

Without Mrs. Cheng's words, Cheng Zi'an couldn't get up, let alone be lazy, just knelt upright for several hours in the cold ancestral hall, facing the room full of tablets and portraits.When Mao Zai'er spent half the night looking for him, his body was already so stiff that he couldn't move, and his face was even bloodless from the cold.

Chu Yi was taken aback by his appearance, before he had time to think about what was going on, he yelled "meow meow" and went up to pull the corner of his clothes.

Cheng Zian didn't know whether he was unresponsive after kneeling for a long time or he was thinking about something, it took him a long time to look down at the anxious cat, and then stroked her fur: "Sorry, I can't prepare food for you today. "

Who cares about food at this time?The cat cub anxiously surrounded him and yelled "meow meow": young man, did someone see you while beating someone, so you came to the house to sue?

Of course Cheng Zian couldn't understand cat language, and he acted cautiously. Marquis Changping searched for a few days but couldn't find any clues, so he had almost resigned himself to his fate now.It's a pity that one mountain is still higher. His grandmother immediately guessed the "culprit" as soon as she heard the news, and Cheng Zian never thought of denying it to her grandmother.

In the silent ancestral hall, only cat meowing could be heard intermittently, and it was really permeating after a long time.

Although Cheng Zian didn't believe in ghosts and gods, after listening to it for a long time, he still felt a little uncomfortable.He reached out to hug the kitten, but when his stiff fingers touched the soft and warm fur of the kitten, he realized how cold his hands were.So when he moved his fingertips, he wanted to withdraw his hand, but unexpectedly, the cat jumped up and hugged his cold hand.

Chu Yi hugged Cheng Zian's hand like holding an ice cube. She shivered instinctively, but she didn't let go of her claws. She just hugged Cheng Zian's hand to help him warm up.

Cheng Zian didn't try to withdraw his hand again, and Chu Yi just quietly covered him, and the original silence returned to the ancestral hall.It wasn't until Cheng Zian's hand gradually warmed up that he stretched out his hand and hugged the kitty into his arms.

Then, for the first time, he rubbed his cheek against the little cat's head.