I am neither beautiful nor crazy

At night, in the Seventh Prince's bedroom.

"Your Highness, Your Highness..." Gu Yuan called softly, "Your Highness, wake up, you haven't taken any medicine in the evening."

Jiang Yu slightly opened his eyes.

He was seriously injured in that fire, his throat and trachea were burning with his breathing, and occasionally a mouthful of blood with a fishy smell rushed up his throat, and there were many serious wounds all over his body.

But almost after he woke up that day, he refused to rest in bed, and he refused to even take medicine.

It has been a low-grade fever for several days, and the whole person has obviously lost weight and has no energy.

"Take it away." Jiang Yu didn't even have the strength to frown, but rolled his eyes and said in a hoarse voice.

"I mixed some sugar cubes for Your Highness, it's not bitter at all." Gu Yuan calmly coaxed, "Your Highness really needs some medicine, the imperial doctor said that if you keep your fever down..."

"Take it away." Jiang Yu repeated.

Gu Yuan sighed silently.

He knew his Highness's temper, sometimes he was calm and cunning like an old man, and sometimes he was willful like a child.

"Your Highness, General Xiao will feed you all you need to drink." Gu Yuan said.

As soon as General Xiao was mentioned, Jiang Yu's face became more gloomy.

"Nonsense, when did he feed me medicine?"

"When you were unconscious a few days ago, General Xiao was always there."

Jiang Yu's crow-colored eyelashes trembled.

Afterwards, he snatched the medicine bowl from Gu Yuan's hand and drank it all in one go.

Xiao Xiangling...

Jiang Yu never felt that there are words like these three characters in this world, which disturb people's thoughts and mind.

After a long pause, Jiang Yu suddenly pulled the scroll aside.I wanted to meditate, but I didn't want to feel more irritable.

"Who has moved this scroll?" Jiang Yu asked coldly.

"Xiao... General Xiao."

Knowing that Jiang Yu didn't like others to touch his things, Gu Yuan also tentatively said in a soft voice, "It was the days when you were in a coma, General Xiao has been sitting here..."

"Stop talking." Jiang Yu interrupted suddenly, throwing the scroll aside.

Jiang Yu's back was slightly tensed, his body froze at an unnatural angle, and he stubbornly did not speak.

He didn't understand what Xiao Xiangling was thinking.

In the court that day, he could have exposed the fact that he had pretended to be himself, which meant that he had saved himself twice, so he would not be the one who poisoned him.

He could have told about the chase that night at the palace banquet, and the rescue when the Prince's Palace caught fire.

These books are also part of the Jiangyu plan.

But he didn't say anything.

"Xiao Xiangling, the matter has come to this, can you plead guilty?" The emperor said angrily that day.

Jiang Yu didn't look up, but stared at a raised silver sculpture on the ground.

With a glow on his back, he didn't know what kind of hatred and disappointment would be in that person's eyes, and he didn't care.

He was a person who grew up in intrigue and injustice, and it is common for him to use each other.

But he never looked up.

"The minister has nothing to say."

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Yu only heard this sentence.

Like a sheet of iron in winter, it is so hard and icy that people dare not touch it.

Poisoning is a capital crime. Since the evidence of the case has not been fully collected, Xiao Xiangling was temporarily detained in prison.

Jiang Yu suddenly wanted to turn over - get out of bed.

"Wait a minute, Your Highness." Gu Yuan hurried to help, "The imperial doctor said that you can't... hey, at least put on your shoes!"

Jiang Yu walked to the window.

It was raining outside, not small, damp and cold, and windy.

It's been down for a few days.

For some reason, there always seemed to be a person dressed in black riding a horse in the rain curtain.Throwing a stone in the intersection of the blades made the man in black scatter.

Then he would say something very interesting: The young master is like an old friend of mine.

Very interesting.

But he suddenly couldn't laugh.

"Is it cold outside?" Jiang Yu suddenly asked nonsensically.

"It's... quite cold."

"..."

"Send a quilt over there." Jiang Yu continued to stare out the window and added.

"Ah?" Gu Yuan was taken aback for a moment, but immediately understood what Jiang Yu was talking about, "Yes..."

"Also." Jiang Yu added, "Ask Lord Xia to investigate him. I want to know all about his family and close friends."

"Go now." Jiang Yu paused, "...go and deliver the quilt first."

"……Yes."

Inside the palace.

The entire hall was pitch black, with occasional flashes of light flashing through the window, and the sound of thunder bursting.

The atmosphere was extremely eerie.

No one thought that there were still people in this hall.

The emperor sat on the dragon throne, holding a volume in his hand.

The light was so dim that it took a flash of lightning to fully see the contents above.

On the dossier are all the correspondence between Ruoyang and Beijiang.

In the first year, most of them were homely chats, such as "the first snow fell in the Central Plains recently, is the northern Xinjiang already covered in snow?"

At the end of each letter, Ruoyang will write his name in Junxiu fonts, and then use a pen to dip rouge in the lower right corner to draw a tiny plum blossom.

The climate in the Central Plains is not suitable for growing plums, but in northern Xinjiang, winter plums are in full bloom every year.

Ruoyang is homesick.

If you turn it down again, you can see the letter that made a serious indictment.

The general meaning of the letter is: the warriors in northern Xinjiang are fearless and good at fighting, and they don't want to submit to the court, so they can fight hard.At the same time, a map of the border towns in the Central Plains was attached to the letter, and several checkpoints and cities with weak defenses were circled in red pen.

Half a month later, Northern Xinjiang launched a war, and the attack route was exactly the same as the guidance on the map.

The emperor suddenly felt something was wrong.

At that time, the war was urgent, he was extremely angry, and all the ministers jointly signed a letter of death, so he gave Ruoyang death with a glass of poisoned wine.

But now I suddenly have doubts, such confidential information, he usually keeps it secret, and will not let the concubine have the opportunity to get in touch, how did Ruoyang get it?

His eyes followed the lines of elegant handwriting, and finally fell on the inscribed signature.

Immediately, his body shook violently, and he froze in place for an instant.

——Beside the inscription, there is no plum blossom painted with rouge.

"The pine is strong, but cold; the green bamboo is firm, but empty. I especially like the plum blossom, which looks weak and pitiful at first glance, but is not afraid of the wind and snow. I think it is also a sassy beauty."

When we first met, Ruoyang's unintentional joke suddenly came to mind.

If Yang liked Mei so much, why did he forget it?

The emperor's eyes were empty, staring out of the window, and tears even flowed down.

He has never had such a desolate or even crazy expression, intertwined with hatred and remorse, intertwined with nostalgia and anger.

For a long time, he hugged the dossier tightly in his arms, crying bitterly.