After Qingming gl

Jiangnan Linzhou, Prince An's Mansion.

After driving for several hours, until the sun was about to set on the western mountain, the two arrived in front of Prince An's Mansion in the south of the Yangtze River.

At this time, there was a smear of the setting sun in the sky like blood, and under the bright red glow, Prince An's Mansion looked very grand and majestic.

The Zhumen has high walls, glazed tile eaves, and two huge stone lions at the door looking at passers-by with their teeth and claws. On the Zhumen, there is a tall plaque with three gilt characters on it: Prince An's Mansion.

Yan Bugu stopped his horse and asked:

"How many days ago was this?"

"Three days ago."

Yuezhi replied.

After Yan Bugu looked at the two stone lions for a while, he asked again:

"Where is Mr. Shen?"

"As soon as the palace lord agreed to this matter, King An sent him back to Wanqing Palace."

Yan Bugu thought about it and thought it was funny, and suddenly said something vaguely:

"She really would do anything for a dead body."

Yue Zhi was speechless.

It was because the "Mr. Shen" they were talking about was indeed a dead body.

But before his death, he was Jun Mengling's husband.

Yuezhi asked softly behind Yan Bugu:

"Then Young Palace Master, what shall we do next?"

Yan Bugu quickly got off his horse and said without turning his head:

"You wait here, I'll bring her out in a moment."

Yan Bugu did not enter through the main entrance.

She didn't want An Wang and Chen Wenqian to know that she was coming.

After Yan Bugu arrived at Prince An's Mansion, he looked up at the five-meter-high stone wall with a contemptuous smile on his lips.

There is a big tree right next to it.

After Yan Bugushi quickly climbed up the big tree with lightness skills, he used the big tree as a source of force to easily jump onto the stone wall that looked so high.

In the ear, only the whistling wind can be heard.

While the green clothes were flying, Yan Bugu once again fell into Prince An's mansion from the high wall by virtue of his lightness kung fu, stood up, clapped his hands, and hurried towards the direction of the inner prison.

She has been to this Prince An's Mansion more than ten times, and she has already memorized the location of the buildings here.

In the inner cell, a few guards occasionally came and went, and when they saw Yan Bugu, they were knocked unconscious by her before they screamed out.

Yan Bugu followed his intuition and walked straight forward, finally in a cell deep in the inner prison, he saw the person who had always fascinated her.

White clothes with wide sleeves, brocade orchids are just blooming.

It's a new make-up and elegant appearance, light to Shuchan, and misty.

Out of the world of mortals, with light bones and ice muscles.

Jade crystal heart, a natural fairy appearance.

The competition is exhausted, Shengyao Tao is vulgar, and the apricots are prosperous.

I still dislike the color of people, who is like the eyebrows of Guo Guo.

The candlelight is dim, and the beauties are dressed in gorgeous clothes. Everything is like a painting in a poem, and the poem in the painting is as beautiful and moving.

It's just that Jun Mengling's lips were slightly pale, and he was sitting on a wooden bed in the cell, with his eyes closed, showing a little tiredness.

The moment he saw Jun Mengling, Yan Bugu felt the burning heat in his chest.

She couldn't help but stood there in a daze, and for a moment, she secretly scolded herself as cheap, and couldn't help but feel excited after seeing him once.

After secretly spitting on herself, she pulled out a thin iron wire from her sleeve, and poked it into the keyhole of the big lock on the iron chain in front of the prison door.

While fiddling with the keyhole, she listened carefully to the "click" sound coming from inside.

A thin layer of candle flowers had already condensed on the candlesticks hanging on the cell wall, as if the buds of spring had just bloomed.

While the candle was in a trance, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps in the cell.

Yan Bugu didn't even frown at the sound, and continued to fiddle with her locks.

When the visitor got closer and closer to her and called her "Sister Gu'er" in surprise, Yan Bugu put down the lock, turned around and kicked the visitor severely.

"Cough cough."

The visitor was caught off guard for a moment, and was kicked to the ground, clutching his chest and coughing embarrassingly, his fair and handsome face flushed.

"Swipe!"

Seeing this, the two black-clothed guards who followed hurriedly drew their swords and pointed at Yan Bugu, with the same coldness in their eyes.

Yan Bugu's face remained normal, without even looking at them, he turned around and continued to fiddle with her locks.

But Chen Wenqian, who fell on the ground, was in a hurry, and angrily reprimanded while coughing:

"Xiao Shan Xiao Shui, take back the sword for me! Did you hear that!"

Hearing this, Xiao Shan and Xiao Shui hesitated for a moment, but put the sword back into the scabbard, and then helped Chen Wenqian up from the ground.

The purple costume he was wearing had already been covered with dust, and even the golden silk peonies embroidered on it looked a little gray at this moment.

Chen Wenqian didn't care too much, and couldn't help but rejoice when he got up from the ground:

"Sister Gu'er, you are finally willing to come see me!"

Yan Bugu was too lazy to even raise his eyelids, his hands kept moving, but after a while, she pried open the big lock on the cell door.

"Clang!"

She threw the big lock on the ground, and then kicked open the door of the cell.

A dark and damp atmosphere came oncoming.

Yan Bugu frowned imperceptibly, and walked towards Jun Mengling who was sitting on the wooden bed.

If it was in the past, Yijun Mengling's temperament would have opened his eyes and looked at her vigilantly. It's not like now, sitting motionless like a stone sculpture.

Yan Bugu pursed his thin lips, and quickly walked towards her.

Coming in front of Jun Mengling, Yan Bugu probed her breath with his hand, it was already very weak, and touched her forehead again, but it was not hot.

Yan Bugu hugged Jun Mengling horizontally, and she obediently let her hug her without any response.

Holding Jun Mengling in his arms, Yan Bugu glanced coldly at Chen Wenqian behind him and asked:

"You abused her?"

Chen Wenqian widened his eyes when he heard the words, shook his head and denied:

"You're wronged, Sister Gu'er! In the past few days, the Palace Master Jun has been here, except that the place where she lives is a bit colder, and I have never treated her badly in terms of food and clothing. Every day, I treat her with good fish, meat and wine, not to mention anything abuse..."

But before he finished speaking, Yan Bugu kicked him again with a cold face, his voice was as cold as ice in February:

"You still say no? Jun Meng made her like vegetarian and not meat. Can she eat those greasy stars made by the cooks in your palace?"

Yan Bugu was angry and distressed, and couldn't help scolding him angrily:

"I'm here with you, so you should at least take good care of me. Who would have thought that I'd starve you to death!"

After she finished speaking, she turned around and hugged Jun Mengling and ran quickly outside the cell.

Seeing this, Chen Wenqian didn't care about the pain on his body, and hurriedly followed with Xiao Shan and Xiao Shui.

Yan Bugu ran towards the east wing, and told Chen Wenqian who was behind him while running:

"Quick! Go and ask some maidservants to prepare some light rice porridge and side dishes, and bring a bucket of hot water by the way."

"Don't you need a doctor?"

"No need. Jun Mengling has high martial arts skills, she can recover by herself, and she doesn't like being touched by strangers when she is asleep."

Chen Wenqian understood, quickly stopped and took Xiao Shan and Xiao Shui to order the maids in the palace to do things.

Yan Bugu carried Jun Mengling to the third room on the east side, and then kicked

Opening the door, she was carefully placed on the large carved bed covered with a soft velvet blanket.

She still had her eyes closed and her face was pale.

Looking at her sleeping face, Yan Bugu felt a tight pain in his heart.

Ups and downs, bitterness, saltiness, all emotions in my heart emerged.

After a while, a few maids walked in with porridge and side dishes.

Yan Bugu held the bowl of porridge and carefully fed her with a white porcelain spoon.

Although Jun Mengling fell asleep, he felt the temperature of the porridge in a daze, and opened his thin lips slightly, and subconsciously swallowed it.

Just after the porridge was finished, a few servants came in with a bucket of hot water.

After putting down the water, they bowed to Yan Bugu and retreated.

After Yan Bugu put down the white porcelain bowl and spoon, and closed the door, he froze in place, not moving for a long time.

After a long time, as if talking to herself, she coughed lightly, and said loudly to Jun Mengling on the bed:

"Jun Meng Ling! If you want me to help you take a bath, you will fall asleep; if you don't want to, you will wake me up quickly!"

After a moment of silence, Yan Bugu came to the side of the bed and sat down, and slowly untied Jun Mengling's belt with his slender hands.

Gradually pull the belt away from her waist, and the white wide-sleeved gown is also scattered, like a brocade orchid just blooming, slowly and amazingly, blooming in front of Yan Bugu's eyes.

The beauty is picturesque, and the white robe is like snow.

After the coat was undone, revealing the pure white underclothes inside.

Clear and shallow, the refreshing sandalwood immediately permeated the surroundings.

Yan Bugu's complexion seemed pale, but the roots of his ears were burning red.

His fingers became hot involuntarily, and then trembled slightly.

Just when she was about to take off her underwear, a white, clean and thin hand held her wrist.

Then, in the silence, only the ethereal and clear voice of that person, like the sound of a fairy flute under the moon, sounded slowly:

"I will do it myself."

Jun Mengling's voice was low, still a bit hoarse when he just woke up.

Hearing this, Yan Bugu immediately pulled his hand away, turned around and walked out of the wing, closing the door behind him.

From the beginning to the end, she never looked at Jun Mengling again.

A gust of cool wind blew by the door, blowing away her complicated thoughts.

At this time, the sun had already set in the west, and the sky in the distance showed an ambiguous color intertwined with golden red and gray black.

Yan Bugu stared blankly at the sky as beautiful as a picture scroll, and then strode towards the main hall of the palace.