The killer concubine of the sick prince

Yun Shaojue will never forget that day, Chenghe's blood and bones, and what she heard was the news of Yun Shaocheng's death in battle.

Nanzhi's whereabouts are unknown.

Su Mansion and Yun Mansion were framed.

Fragmented, falling apart, when she rushed back to the Western Capital, a fire had burned everything up, and there was nothing left.

The Yun Mansion was so empty that there was only a shell left, while the Su Mansion didn't even have the mansion left behind and was completely burned down.

She couldn't find Nanzhi, but vaguely remembered that Nanzhi had returned to Shu to send her little nephew, but when she went to Nanyi village, she found out that Mei Niang had stolen her little nephew and disappeared.

She went to the Chunyu Tower, running around among the old divisions of the Yun family, accumulating her own strength little by little, rectifying the name of the Yun family and rehabilitating the dead.

Yun Shaojue remained silent, but the flame of revenge was burning in his eyes.

Jiang Jiuyi has seen this kind of look in the eyes of many people before. Buyers who come to him for murder often have such a look. They wish to get rid of it quickly, but when the task is completed, these people have their revenge, and their eyes are exactly the same. .

Yes, at a loss.

It is the void after the goal has been achieved.

Jiang Jiuyi didn't want Yun Shaojue to become like this, just like he had never comforted the buyer who sought him out, and he didn't know what language to use to make Yun Shaojue give up this way of revenge.

Of course he wanted revenge, but he should never involve himself in it.

Yun Shaojue doesn't have much time to come out. Prince Mozhe has been watching her very closely recently. It is enough for her to see Jiang Jiuyi and know that someone in the Yun family is alive and well. "I'm going back. I won't contact you later. You take care of yourself and your sister."

Jiang Jiuyi saw a kind of fearless bravery in her, and he couldn't stop Yun Shaojue.

When walking out of the small courtyard, Jiang Jiuyi saw a familiar person, who he had only seen in the past few days.Ren Yunliang's expression was dim in the hazy night, he looked at himself, his eyes were covered with a layer of fog that could not be dispelled, "Long time no see."

Jiang Jiuyi didn't speak, he could already guess the entanglement between Ren Yunliang and his little aunt, and asked, "Let's talk?"

"Okay."

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On the way back, Jiang Jiuyi was still thinking about what Ren Yunliang told him. Yun Shaojue is 28 years old this year, a little older than Ren Yunliang. He met Ren Fengqi, who started the battle at Qiuziguan and cleaned up the mess. For the first time, he brought his dandy younger brother with him, and clinker's younger brother met someone in the desolate desert that he would never forget for the rest of his life.

This story is as clichéd as if it was written in a storybook, but people who can hear it will still be moved by the impermanence of the world.

And now—what will happen to this general Ren's family, who has never publicly stood in line?

The balance in Ren Yunliang's heart is already in his favor. In the upcoming battle for the heir apparent, who will be the last laughing winner?

Although the second prince won the position of prince, as we all know, the prince can be deposed, and there were also examples of the prince being deposed in the previous dynasty. Even if he really sat in that position, he should always worry about whether he would be overthrown one day.

When we went back, the night was dark, Jiang Jiuyi walked back wrapped in mist, the weather in autumn is always a little cold, he didn't even take a lamp.

After turning around an alley, suddenly a little orange light came into view, the light reflected a corner of the white robe, and there was the wail of autumn cicadas in his ears, Jiang Jiuyi quickened his pace, and even started to trot.

Until Zhao Ruixi's face clearly fell into his eyes, he stood three steps away, and the light of the lantern shrouded the two of them together.

Jiang Jiuyi could hear the beating of her heart so clearly in this silent night.

Zhao Ruixi didn't say anything, just held his hand and led him back.

Zhao Ruixi's hand was very warm, and the temperature spread from the two hands to all the limbs. Jiang Jiuyi didn't want to talk anymore, but just held Zhao Ruixi tightly, as if she was holding her only support in this era.

The docile and well-behaved Jiang Jiuyi is like an immature child, with ignorance and unconditional trust and dependence on himself in his eyes, his heart seems to be torn in two at this moment, half is pain and half is sweet, he is enjoying Jiang Jiuyi's trust and borrowing This kind of trust weaves a cage that Jiang Jiuyi has nowhere to escape, and whether the pain and more and more entanglements will distract the eyes of the person in front of him and make him walk away gradually.

Just like now, Jiang Jiuyi doesn't say a word——

What did Yun Shaojue say to him, would she disagree with the relationship between the two of them, would she take Jiang Jiuyi away because she belonged to the Yun family, would she say anything unfavorable to her?

But Jiang Jiuyi was still silent, walking step by step on the stone road, her figure became hazy in the light, like a dream that would dissipate at any time.

The two returned home, and it was not until bedtime that Jiang Jiuyi said softly: "She is my little aunt, Yun Shaojue."

After speaking, he fell asleep, leaving Zhao Ruixi alone to think about what he had just said, staring at the boundless night.

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The next day, Meng Qinghuang issued an edict announcing the end of such peaceful days.

In order to commemorate the smooth resolution of the flood in Yuzhou and the epidemic in Xiangzhou, he decided to lead the princes, grandchildren and important officials of the court to Xishan for autumn hunting.

This is not just an autumn hunt to commemorate the past, but also a showdown against Keduzhen. Keduzhen's development momentum has been good over the years, and Prince Mozhe is even more aggressive. With a lot of prestige, he even used the excuse that he didn't understand the culture of the Central Plains to enter the imperial court where only princes could study, and occasionally rode across the long street in Xidu, and attracted the love of countless girls.

But this matter is not very good to Zhao Ruixi, at least he is a sick prince, how can he bear such a tiring journey, let alone hunting on horseback, the arrows in the hunting field have no eyes, and his life is in danger at any time.

Only Jiang Jiuyi knew that most of Zhao Ruixi's body had recovered, and more than [-]% of his internal strength had recovered, so he could be considered a top-notch expert.

But this man likes to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. He was already walking when he appeared in the eyes of the world these days, so he asked Chang Sheng to find out his wheelchair, saying that he was going to push it to the hunting ground.

Jiang Jiuyi's eyes almost rolled into the sky, Zhao Ruixi likes to let him push the wheelchair, pushing such a heavy wooden lump, it's just looking for trouble for him.

"Hey, I am a sick and weak prince, and I still need the princess to take good care of me."

Jiang Jiuyi, "..."

The knife in his hand couldn't be held down anymore!

And Zhao Ruixi shook her fan, looking at Jiang Jiuyi's sulking look, so happy!