The princess's little white-faced concubine

A day or two before Wei Xian's departure, Jiang Zhichu was currently doing editorial work in the Imperial Academy, thinking of finishing the work at hand as soon as possible so that he could go home quickly.

"Master Jiang." Chu Ziqi appeared out of nowhere.

"Master Chu, what's the matter?" Although she didn't like this man very much, she didn't embarrass him too much.

"I heard that Mr. Jiang and Wei Xiaoshizi are close friends?"

Jiang Zhichu was taken aback, "What do you want to say?"

Seeing this person's serious face, Chu Ziqi didn't know how he had offended her.

"Well, I have a friend in Dali Temple. It is said that the murder of the magistrate of Yong'an this time is not that simple. The murderer is said to be a cruel killer. I am just worried that something will happen to Xiao Shizi." Looks like he's worried.

Jiang Zhichu frowned and said lightly: "If I write down what Master Chu said and hand it over to His Majesty, Master Chu will be able to imagine the result, and I hope that Master Chu will think twice before speaking next time."

"You!" Chu Ziqi was furious, and walked away in a huff.

After Chu Ziqi left, Jiang Zhichu's stern face eased a lot, but his face was still full of sadness.If what Chu Ziqi said is true, Wei Xian's innocent temperament may be dangerous.She has always regarded Wei Xian as her younger brother for so many years, how could she let him jump into the fire pit?Preserving life is a problem, so why find out the murderer?

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhichu became more and more anxious, and then he simply put down his work and went out to the palace to find Wei Xian.

"Master Jiang?"

"Notify me, I'm here to find the prince." Jiang Zhichu said to the guard guarding the gate.

The guard looked apologetic, "I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, the son just left."

"Out? Where did you go?"

"This..." The man was in a difficult situation, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "I don't know too well, but the direction seems to be the Eldest Princess' Mansion."

"Okay, I see." After finishing speaking, he left in a hurry.

In the eldest princess's mansion, Wei Xianzheng was talking with Wei Zhaojin, the aunt and nephew were sitting opposite each other, the tea on the table was still steaming, and the sweets were Wei Xian's childhood favorite.

"Auntie still remembers Xian'er's preferences." Wei Xian was quite excited, picked up a piece of pastry and put it in his mouth, "Yeah! Sweet but not greasy, crispy and soft, the cooks in the aunt's house are comparable to the imperial dining room!"

Seeing his appearance, Wei Zhaojin smiled happily, and wiped off the residue from the corners of Wei Xian's mouth with a handkerchief, "If you like it, aunt will accompany you to Jiangnan with this cook."

The food stuffed his mouth full, his cheeks puffed like a chipmunk, he took a sip of tea before he swallowed it down. "No need, aunt, Xian'er has grown up, I'll just take these away."

Wei Zhaojin nodded without forcing it.

Yiqiu came in from the outside, bowed her body and said, "Your Highness, my son. Mr. Jiang came and said he wanted to find his son."

"Bring her in." Wei Zhaojin said calmly.

Wei Zhaojin's attitude was quite cold, with no emotion on her face, Wei Xian thought she was still angry with Jiang Zhichu.

"Auntie, don't want to be as knowledgeable as Brother Xiaojiang, she is just a bit stupid, she is not bad."

"How can I have the same knowledge as her?"

Is it an illusion?Wei Xian seemed to have noticed why there was an unexplained smile on the corner of Wei Zhaojin's mouth just now.

"Master Jiang is here."

Wei Zhaojin suppressed her smile, looked towards the door, and saw the man in court clothes hurrying over, presumably he had just left the palace.

Jiang Zhichu saw that his aunt and nephew were reminiscing about the past, and suddenly felt that he came at a very bad time.

"I pay homage to Your Royal Highness the Eldest Princess and His Royal Highness the Prince."

"No courtesy, no courtesy, it's uncomfortable to do this outside the palace, come and sit down." Wei Xian greeted happily, but suddenly realized that this is not Kang Wang's mansion, and turned to look at Wei Zhaojin embarrassingly, "Can you?"

Wei Zhaojin and Liu Mei said frivolously and relaxedly: "Please go ahead."

"Brother Xiaojiang, what are you doing here, auntie?" Wei Xian asked, pouring her a cup of tea.

Jiang Zhichu took it with both hands, looked at Wei Xian and then at the smiling eldest princess opposite, and said: "I went to Kang Wang's mansion to look for you, but the guard said you were not here so I came here to try my luck, I didn't expect You are really here."

"Why did you come to see me?" Wei Xian tightened his hand holding the cup for fear that Jiang Zhichu would say that he came to drink with him, after all he had just promised his aunt that he would not go out to drink flower wine.

"I heard that the case you are going to investigate this time is very dangerous. I am worried and want to come and ask you."

A trace of doubt flashed across Wei Zhaojin's face, but he soon regained his composure, without being noticed.

Wei Xian thought for a while and said: "The case is not bad, but I heard that the murderer's methods are very cruel." He trembled with fear as he spoke.

After all, he is a child. The son who was pampered and raised by Concubine Kang has never seen such a brutal murderer. Jiang Zhichu's inexplicable "maternal love" overflows. After all, in modern times, he is only a child who has just entered college at the age of 19.

"I'll go with you."

"OK!

"No!"

The two spoke almost at the same time, but Wei Zhaojin's voice was more intimidating, making Wei Xianjiang and the two of them tremble involuntarily.

"Auntie, why not?" Wei Xian asked cautiously.

Jiang Zhichu didn't understand why he looked at her. Wei Zhaojin realized his gaffe, and softened his tone: "Master Jiang just took office, and I'm afraid there is still a lot of work in hand. How can I accompany you?"

"It doesn't matter." Jiang Zhichu explained: "I can write to Your Majesty and ask for His Majesty's consent."

Wei Xian also nodded at the side, the two of them are like children who are going out to play and asking their parents for permission.Wei Zhaojin didn't know what to say. After all, she still felt guilty towards Wei Xian, but Wei Xian must be fine, but what about Jiang Zhichu?Who can guarantee.But she didn't know how to explain it and couldn't explain it. For a while, she got angry with herself in her heart.

"I'm tired, you can do whatever you want." After saying that, he left the hall and returned to the wing.

"Don't worry about it, little prince, His Highness is probably worried about you." Yi Qiu quickly explained.

"It's nothing, then we won't bother you." Wei Xian said respectfully, looking at the pastries on the table, he was a little bit reluctant, "Can I take these back?"

Yi Qiu smiled and said: "It's natural." After finishing speaking, she quickly put the cakes on the table into a food box and handed them to Wei Xian.

After leaving the princess's mansion, Jiang Zhichu has been very concerned about it, and he has been guessing why Wei Zhaojin is angry.

"Xiao Shizi, why is your aunt angry?"

Wei Xian curled his lips, "It's okay, it's okay, my aunt's temper has always been like this, maybe she's worried about me as Yiqiu said. It's a pity that this time my aunt can't give a congratulatory gift in person on her birthday." A look of sadness appeared on his face.

"Oh, my little prince, I will ask His Majesty to go with you tomorrow, and send it here. I still have some things to do."

Wei Xian nodded and stopped the carriage, "Thank you Brother Xiaojiang, thanks to you and my help on the way."

After Jiang Zhichu bid farewell to him, he jumped out of the carriage and walked into a shop opened by people from the Western Regions. Inside were some rare gadgets from the Western Regions, and some things she had never seen before.

"Grandpa, what are you shopping for?" The boy in the shop rushed up to say hello.

Jiang Zhichu was not used to it, so he waved his hand to let him go down, saying that he was looking at it casually, and the man didn't force him to go directly to greet other guests.

Jiang Zhichu saw a lot and thought it was very ordinary. How could a person like Wei Zhaojin not have these things? She wanted to choose one as a gift for Wei Zhaojin, but it seemed inappropriate.

In the end, she fell in love with a horn comb, and she couldn't figure out why she bought this thing. She just thought that Wei Zhaojin's long hair that fell like a waterfall should be matched by a precious comb.What's more, this ox horn comb also has the function of clearing away heat and removing fire.

It's also good to get rid of the fire if you have such a big temper.Jiang Zhichu thought about it and paid.

In fact, Wei Zhaojin's combs are not cheap, but they are not horned.

After returning home, she immediately raised her pen and wrote a memorial, which was delivered to the palace on the same day.

The emperor couldn't help laughing when he saw this memorial, and Eunuch Li, who was waiting by the side, didn't understand why.

"Eunuch Li, why do you say that I, the emperor's favorite person, are in such a hurry to die?"

"This... this old slave doesn't know."

The emperor frowned, and glanced at the request letter spread out on the table, the handwriting was still as scribbled as ever.

"Yes. I will let her go."

Jiang Zhichu's official rank was not high enough to go to court, but when he learned that Wei Zhaojin's lover was her, he sent someone to investigate her thoroughly, and even handed over the portrait to the emperor. The emperor almost mistook this person during the portrait.

Like, it's too similar.But as an elder brother, he couldn't easily allow people with unknown backgrounds to stay by Wei Zhaojin's side. He doubted Jiang Zhichu's face and Jiang Zhichu's motives.He even suspected that Wei Zhaojin lost his mind because of this person's appearance, but he couldn't hurt Jiang Zhichu's life, his sister was already hurt too deeply because of that person.

He who has been the emperor for so many years still feels guilty. If he had been in power back then, how could he...

"She's lucky to be alive." The emperor focused, and his tone was more majestic than a king.

The fact that the emperor agreed to Jiang Zhichu's proposal quickly reached Wei Zhaojin's ears. She showed no emotion on her face, but this just proved that she was a little angry at this time.

"Your Highness, if you are worried, why don't you speak to His Majesty?" Yi Qiu made the bed for Wei Zhaojin, and turned to look at Wei Zhaojin who was sitting in front of the bronze mirror in a daze.

"Speak?" Wei Zhaojin frowned and sarcastically said, "She is in a hurry to die, why does my palace hinder her?"

Yiqiu knew that she was talking angrily, "Should we send shadow guards to protect her?"

Wei Zhaojin was taking off the hairpin. He was taken aback when he heard it, and then put the hairpin on the dressing table, "Her life and death have nothing to do with me. Idiots don't care about me when they die."

Yiqiu didn't speak any more, she lowered her head and went about her own business.

That night, Wei Zhaojin had a dream.

In the dream, she seemed to be on the battlefield. The man was shot by thousands of arrows and knelt down in front of her. She screamed weakly, and finally couldn't make a sound.He just looked at her like that, apologetic in his eyes.The blood on his face could no longer see his original appearance clearly, and he gradually became blurred. Wei Zhaojin wanted to hold his hand and take him away but found that he couldn't move at all.

Then she seemed to see Jiang Zhichu, saw Jiang Zhichu's thin body lying in a pool of blood, she covered her neck with her hands, trying to stop the blood that was gushing, she seemed to be saying something, but it was vague Unclear until finally she gave up struggling and stared at her with tears in her eyes...

"No!" She struggled to sit up, her hair and skirt were wet with cold sweat, her face was very pale.

She looked out the window into the endless darkness, wondering what she was thinking.She had this familiar yet strange dream more than once, but this time it made her even more sad, the heartache like a knife made her feel as if she was suffocating.

It turns out that my heart hurts even in dreams, and it hurts until I wake up.