The goddess of salvation

"It's really unreasonable!" In the prime minister's mansion, Fu Chengxiang, who had just returned from the palace, patted the table angrily, and the servants who served were all terrified, for fear of accidental disaster.

A tall and handsome scholar walked in from the door, saluted and asked, "Father, but what happened in the court?"

"My son, get up quickly." Fu Chengxiang suppressed his anger, helped Fu Wenbo up, and said in a low voice: "Just now the crown prince refuted my paper again, asked me to think about it, and praised Zuo Cheng's paper, I really don't want to stay Half affectionate."

"How could this be? Didn't my sister tell the prince?"

Fu Wenbo asked in surprise, he and Fu Youlan were born of the same aunt's mother, and they were Prime Minister Fu's favorite children. Now that Fu Youlan is married into the prince's mansion, why does the prince treat his father-in-law like this.

Fu Chengxiang snorted coldly, and said: "I'm afraid he only has the former princess in his heart. Poor Youlan tried all kinds of tricks, but he couldn't get the treatment that the princess deserves. The prince simply doesn't think of us."

The former concubine was the daughter of his deadly rival, Zuo Cheng. She entered the mansion before the crown prince was appointed as the crown prince, and she also gave birth to the eldest grandson of the emperor, but she couldn't bear such a heavy kindness. Died early.

At that time, the left and right prime ministers had had a long-standing grievance. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fu Cheng hurriedly asked Fu Youlan to marry Fu Youlan into the East Palace. He thought that because of such a relationship, he would be able to severely suppress Zuo Cheng, but he did not expect the crown prince to be so dissatisfied. polite.

Ever since he married his daughter, he has been looking forward to the time when he can feel proud, but until now, he still hasn't received a good response. Fu Chengxiang's eyes flashed coldly. He was like this before he took the throne. In his eyes, if he didn't follow Youlan's method, there might be a glimmer of hope.

"Wen Bo, it seems we have to make up our minds."

He looked at the eldest son meaningfully, and Fu Wenbo's heart trembled. The two looked at each other for a moment, and he hesitated and said, "Father...you can think clearly."

Fu Wenbo actually doesn't agree with this method. He already knows about Fu Youlan and the third prince. Although he admires the talent of the third prince, in his opinion, if the sister keeps her own place and takes care of herself as her concubine, she can keep it. Having won the glory and wealth of the prime minister's mansion for more than ten years, but now, there is no way out.

"I make my own decision." Fu Chengxiang showed a smug smile on his face, as if he had seen him groveling when he suppressed Zuo Cheng, he suddenly felt that he was no longer so bothered about solving the matter of Princess Jingrou for his daughter. , It is really killing two birds with one stone, since the prince is going to be dealt with, why bother to leave the princess back to Beijing to stir up trouble.

It has been a while since he sent the killer, and he must have succeeded. The anger in Fu Chengxiang's heart has dissipated, and the calm and indifferent posture of Prime Minister You has resumed. Fu Wenbo sighed in his heart, and he can only go on like this. Find a way.

Princess Jingrou, who was already dead in their hearts, was sitting on the carriage safely and steadily driving towards the capital.

"Does your head still hurt?"

Lu Mufei gently pressed Jingrou's temples with both hands, watching him lay on her lap and let out a comfortable sigh, slightly scratching her heart like a feather.

Jing Rou closed her eyes, hummed softly, opened her eyes, raised her hand to hold her hand, and said in a nasal voice: "It's better, you've been rubbing for so long, let's rest for a while."

Her health was not very good, and she wanted to rush back to the capital as soon as possible. After waking up last night, she had a slight headache, which made Lu Mufei very distressed.

"How many days are there to arrive in the capital?"

Jingrou stood up, her face pale, and she leaned on Lu Mufei's shoulder, the feather woven slipped off, she stretched out her hand to cover their waists, and snuggled together.

"It will be there in two days."

Lu Mufei held her slightly cold hand, and passed on the body temperature, hoping that the other person's face would be more bloody. She had never seen Jing Rou so weak, and her heart ached.

"Sleep a little longer, I'll be with you."

"kindness."

Lu Mufei let Jingrou rest on the pillow. Not long after, Jingrou fell into a deep sleep again. Her long eyelashes fluttered unsteadily. She patted the quilt lightly to see that the other person finally fell asleep soundly. relieved.

Two days ago, they met the assassins sent by the Fu family. The other party sent a total of [-] people. It seemed that they were bound to win. Unfortunately, they didn't know the existence of the Ten Dark Guards. Together with Lu Mufei and Mo Qiu, they succeeded. The opponent was dealt with, only a few people were slightly injured.

When she was thinking about the Fu family, the carriage stopped, An Wu tapped on the door three times, and said, "General Lu, the prince ahead has sent someone to greet him."

Lu Mufei got out of the car and saw that it was Yu Fengqing leading a team of people. Mo Qiu had already approached him to talk with him. Yu Fengqing noticed Lu Mufei and waved to her to reassure her.

The two parties will reconcile, and it is not appropriate for Lu Mufei to stay in the same carriage with Jingrou. Yu Fengqing has already received the news, and brought the imperial physician and the maid who has been serving Jingrou all along. He is taking care of Jingrou in the carriage. The fine horse, looked back at the carriage again, and drove the horse to catch up with Yu Fengqing.

And Yelle in the last carriage was taken to another place, presumably the crown prince had already figured out how to make good use of him, so there was no need for Lu Mufei and the others to worry.

"It's really unexpected that so many things have happened in the short time since you left Beijing." Yu Fengqing sighed, his expression was very serious. Face, but nothing can be seen.

"I heard that you encountered an assassin two days ago, which side did you find out from the torture?"

Yu Fengqing asked with concern, and Lu Mufei shook his head. Currently, only Jingrou knows about Fu Youlan's affairs.

The three of them didn't talk any more, they hurried to the capital, and arrived at the capital one day earlier than originally planned. Taking advantage of the darkness, a group of people entered the city quietly. Mo Qiu brought Qingyun back home, and Yu Fengqing brought Lu Mufei in. When meeting the prince in the palace, Jingrou had separated from them as early as entering the palace, and the two never met again.

Lu Mufei felt a little heavy. At this time, the palace had lost the relaxed atmosphere when he left. He felt depressed along the way, and finally reached the study.

"At the end, I will see His Royal Highness the Prince."

After Yu Fengqing saluted the prince, he left. Lu Mufei knelt on the ground, waiting for the prince to speak.

"Get up, this trip has worked hard for you."

Lu Mufei stood up, the prince's expression was very tired, he must have been exhausted all this time, but the seriousness was still clear and should not be underestimated, he lowered his head and took a sip of tea, rubbed between his brows, and said, "How is Jingrou?"

"The imperial doctor said to recuperate slowly." Lu Mufei replied with his head bowed.

"This time you made a great contribution and captured Jelle, which really surprised me." The prince paused, raised his eyebrows to look at Lu Mufei, and said, "What reward do you want?"

"I dare not be a minister."

After a moment of silence, the prince said, "You must already know who the assassin was a few days ago." His tone was light, not a question, but an affirmative.

Lu Mufei lowered his head, waiting for his next point, the prince continued: "Gu still remembers the words you wrote on the note you gave Gu during the hunt." He raised his eyes and looked coldly at the person who knelt down again , asked: "How did Princess Youjing know?"

Lu Mufei knelt on the ground, feeling the heavy pressure, his face remained unchanged, and he said word by word: "While hunting, I will meet the third prince and the princess privately in the forest at the end."

This reason seemed to convince the prince, and he put less pressure on him, but the next sentence made the calm-faced Lu Mufei shiver, and subconsciously straightened his spine.

"Then how does Princess Youjing plan to explain the matter between you and Jingrou?"

The prince's tone was light and light, as if he was talking about something unimportant, but his deep eyes were fixed on Lu Mufei, without revealing the slightest change in her expression.

"The last general is happy with the princess."

"It's really bold!" The prince shouted angrily, and threw the teacup beside Lu Mufei fiercely. The broken porcelain pieces mixed with the hot tea wet Lu Mufei's sleeves. She didn't show any fear, but just pursed her lips and looked at The prince, with firm eyes, did not flinch in the slightest.

The prince's face was ugly, and he threw a scroll of imperial decree in front of her, and said: "Princess Youjing County, go back to the mansion and think about it carefully, and come out after you have figured it out."

Lu Mufei staggered a little when he stood up, quickly stabilized his body, picked up the imperial decree, and said, "The general obeys the decree, but the general's mind will never change."

The palace guards at the door had already heard the scolding in the study room, they looked at her with sympathy, and watched her straight figure disappear around the corner.

"That's fine."

The crown prince was sitting on the chair, but there was no anger on his face, just as he finished speaking, a woman walked out from behind the screen, it was Jing Rou who was still pale.

"Thank you, Brother Huang." She cleared her cough, and the crown prince quickly asked her to sit down and reprimanded her, "Is it worth it?"

"worth it."

She raised her eyes to look at her brother, her eyes were full of clarity, remembering what the man said just now, the corners of her lips were raised, full of sweetness.

The prince sighed helplessly, and said, "Just as long as you are happy, if she treats you badly, come back anytime."

Jing Rou got up and bowed to him, smiled slightly, and said: "Yes, brother must take care of himself, spend more time with the emperor's eldest grandson, he is a smart boy."

The prince watched her turn around and walk into the screen, leave through the secret passage, rubbed her forehead, reopened the memorial in front of her, soon.