After marrying the shadow guard little husband, he carried a cub

Qingmu Pavilion.

"Little master, I beg you," Xi Ming sighed helplessly as he looked at the young man who had already laid back on the bed and pretended to rest, "Stay honestly in the bedroom, after all your body hasn't recovered yet. It’s not completely cleared yet.”

After returning to the room from the training ground of the death camp, Xi Ming learned from the report of the shadow guard on duty that a very skilled assassin appeared in the back mountain at night. According to the traces, it was discovered that he had wandered around the mansion extremely rampantly, but apart from knocking out a dead man, he did not destroy anything in the Hou mansion at all.

Without even thinking about it, Xi Ming knew that it was Wei Jing who had sneaked out.

After listening to Xi Ming's preaching, Wei Jing did not approve of his way of maintaining health: "I feel that after going out for a run, I feel a lot lighter."

"But your eyes haven't healed yet, so don't go out at night at will."

Hearing this, Wei Jing nodded obediently, agreeing to the playful request.

Although he is the eldest son of Zhennan Houfu, his growth experience is even more difficult than those princes who are fighting each other in the palace.

Wei Jing is very clear about her life experience.

For so many years, the overt and covert assassinations and poisonings he suffered, and even the painstakingly buried secrets around him were all written by those unwilling brothers and brothers in the imperial city.

Wei Jing knew that as long as she lived in this world for one more day, they would feel uneasy for one more day.

The princes who are well versed in the way of fighting for power and profit understand that no matter what time it is, Wei Jing is the son of Emperor Yongshuo after all. As long as he is well-behaved and shows no ambitions, when Emperor Yongshuo passes the age of knowing his destiny, he will eventually miss himself. This poor child who lost his mother when he was young, at that time, Wei Jing will naturally have the possibility of regaining his father's love and even inheriting the great line.

How could the princes who were planning to seize the throne tolerate Wei Jing taking advantage of such a fisherman.

In addition, they also unitedly hid the secret that Wei Jing was the fifth son of the emperor who died at a young age.

Princess Fuyang is also unwilling to let the outside world know this secret, but she does it for protection; while the princes in the palace do it for the purpose of mutilating their siblings.

The secret that the royal son is still alive, they don't want anyone to know.

Because they were worried that the pedantic old ministers in the court would use the name of the son-in-law to be orthodox, and go up to shake the already hesitant heart of the father, which would undoubtedly be a disaster for them.

If Wei Jing's heart disease can be eliminated quietly, for any prince in the imperial city, it will be an existence that can make them live for a few more years with peace of mind.

"His Royal Highness personally cooked the medicinal meal for the little master."

As if his hands were not afraid of the heat, he directly lifted the boiling casserole from the stove in the bedroom and placed it in front of Wei Jing, "It will be good for your eyes to recover."

Half a year ago, after Wei Jing was poisoned by an attendant who sneaked into the Hou's mansion, his eyes suddenly became blind for a period of time, and when he could see again, he no longer had the extraordinary eyesight of ordinary martial arts practitioners.

But what makes Wei Jing feel at ease is that there is a life to help him treat him, and he has gradually improved in the past few days, even if he wants to return to a normal state, it is just around the corner.

"Little master, are you really not going to tell Her Royal Highness the princess all the facts?"

Xi Ming really couldn't bear to continue to deceive Princess Fuyang.

In his opinion, His Royal Highness the eldest princess treated Wei Jing no differently than her own mother. If she still kept it from her, it would inevitably make her feel sad when she learned the truth in the future.

However, Wei Jing has her own considerations: "My aunt has an impulsive personality. If she knows that my health is fine and she can participate in the succession, she will even dare to break into the imperial city. I can't let her take risks."

"Then... let's leave it at that," Xi Mingxin said reasonably, but after thinking about it, he still felt a little sorry, "I have to wrong Her Highness the Eldest Princess."

Wei Jing nodded, put down the porcelain cup in his hand, and confessed seriously: "Jiming, help me go to the Yinqu Lake in the back mountain to have a look. The dead man I accidentally injured is in serious health."

He was always thinking about the little dead soldier who was beaten until he vomited blood.

Just recalling how that thin figure fainted in the snow made Wei Jing feel very guilty.

"it is good……"

Just as Xi Ming was about to agree, Wei Shiliu's voice suddenly came from outside to report, "My lord Xi Ming, Your Highness the Eldest Princess welcomes you."

As early as when she heard the sound of Wei Shiliu's clothes flapping, Wei Jing had already turned around and lay down on the bed, communicating with her life only with her eyes.

The fact that his health is safe, currently only one person, Xi Ming, knows the inside story, and it must not be known by others.

The shadow guards who are responsible for the safety of Qingmu Pavilion are only scattered around the Qingmu Pavilion courtyard under the arrangement of drama, which can not only counterattack the incoming assassins, but also not affect Wei Jing's sneaking away when he is lonely. .

"Little master, rest well, I will come as I go."

"If he is seriously injured, we must take him to see a doctor." Wei Jing urged worriedly.

Xi Ming was leaning over to tuck Wei Jing's quilt, covering Wei Jing's hoarse voice with the sound of rubbing the cloth: "Okay."

Immediately turned and left.

After finishing what Princess Fuyang ordered, Xi Ming came to the back mountain to check the situation, it was already dawn.

On the snowy ground by Yinqu Lake, there was only a shocking pool of blood, and there were no injured people.

******

"Run away... still don't send someone to look for him?!"

While Mrs. Daxi was still in shock and unable to recover, the carriage had already driven back to the gate of Zhongyonghou's Mansion.

Butler Chen looked distressed, as if he was about to cry: "I have sent my personal guards to look for it, but the third lady seems to have been prepared, and she couldn't find it at all... What's more, this kind of thing happened, the villain He didn't dare to say anything, for fear that he would make a fuss to the higher authorities and be known by the sage..."

The carriage stopped, Mrs. Da Xi jumped out of the carriage by leaning on the car wall without even the help of the maid.

She didn't have time to tidy up the somewhat messy bun on her head, so she ran quickly towards the Shulan Courtyard where Da Xici usually lived.

Butler Chen ran behind: "Ma'am, be careful, Ma'am, please slow down..."

Mrs. Daxi searched several times in the Shulan courtyard, but found nothing.

She was so anxious that she couldn't even catch her breath: "Next month is the wedding date, but she left this mess at this time. Could it be that she wants the whole Zhongyonghou Mansion to be buried with her?!"

Resisting the decree and deceiving the emperor, Rao Zhongyonghou has made great contributions in the northern border. Just because the small family members of the mansion dare to so openly despise the royal authority, it will also implicate the nine clans.

The maids in Shulan Courtyard had already knelt in a row, waiting tremblingly for the monstrous wrath of the mistress.

However, Mrs. Daxi was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, but Housekeeper Chen suddenly calmed down and stood aside, looking thoughtful.

Mrs. Daxi didn't notice his abnormality, and ordered: "Chen Quan, you lead someone now..."

Having said that, Mrs. Daxi knew that according to Daxici's cautious temperament, as long as she fled, she would not be caught. Therefore, even if she took hundreds of soldiers out to find her now, it would be futile.

Steward Chen interrupted Mrs. Daxi: "Madam...the villain has something, I don't know if I should say it or not."

Mrs. Da Xi said sharply: "It's this time, why are you still playing tricks here! Say what you want!"

"Ma'am, forgive me," Steward Chen hurriedly apologized, and then continued, "Today, I was waiting for Madam to come out outside Zhennanhou's Mansion..."

Even if it was the real scene that he had seen, when Housekeeper Chen recounted it to Mrs. Daxi, it was inevitable that he still felt a little unconfident.

After all, who would believe that a mere guard of the Hou Mansion would be born exactly like the third lady of the Zhongyong Hou Mansion.

It's ridiculous to say it, and no one will believe it.

Steward Chen paused, and before Mrs. Daxi became impatient, he said hastily: "I met a guard from Zhennanhou's Mansion. Looking at his posture, it looks like the hidden stake in the rumors."

"What are you talking about?" Mrs. Daxi asked puzzled.

Steward Chen could see that his mistress was on the verge of getting angry, so he became more and more frightened, but he still chose to bite the bullet and finish the sentence: "The villain thinks that if he can ask the Zhennan Hou Mansion for that hidden stake, If it is...uh, count it as a betrothal gift for the third lady, then the matter will be settled."

Sure enough, after Madam Daxi heard it, she immediately scolded him angrily: "Nonsense! Do you know how valuable the hidden stake in Zhennanhou's Mansion is? How could you give it away to others at will?!"

Realizing that she had misplaced the key point, she cleared her throat, and said again, "Besides, Ah Ci has already run away, and now he dares to ask for the bride price, do you want to make it worse?"

"Madam doesn't know something." Steward Chen shook his head, staring at Mrs. Da Xi firmly, "The appearance of the hidden pile is similar to Miss San..."

"It can be said that there is no difference."

"Ridiculous! How can there be someone who looks the same as Ah Ci?"

Mrs. Daxi thought he was insane, and began to speak indiscriminately.

Although Da Xici is not her biological daughter, she has been raised under her knees for many years, and she always has a deep affection.

Even if she treats her worse than her children who were conceived in October, Mrs. Daxi thinks she has a clear conscience.

Therefore, while facing Da Xici sincerely, she often feels proud of this niece's beauty, and even feels that with Da Xici's appearance, even if she marries into the royal family, she is enough to match her.

But now someone told her that Da Xici's stunning appearance in the capital is not unique in the world, a random hidden stump can have similarities with her.

Mrs. Daxi had a hard time accepting this thing that sounds outrageous.

"The villain dares to pledge his life to swear the oath of the Nine Heavens Xuanlei. The appearance of the hidden pile is exactly the same as that carved out of the same mold by Miss San!"

Mrs. Daxi was taken aback.

Chen Quan is not a person who likes to talk nonsense, he must have his reasons for saying this.

What's more, because of Da Xici's escape, everyone in the Hou Mansion is like grasshoppers strung on a rope. If the Holy Majesty pursues it, no one can escape.

It is a matter of life and death, who would dare to take it as a joke.

"Are you serious?" Mrs. Daxi's hands trembled slightly.

How could their life and death be so easily in the hands of a dark man who had never met?

Steward Chen directly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the ground: "Mrs. Hui, it's absolutely true. As long as I let the villain personally identify the person, I will be able to find him and help the Marquis to tide over the difficulties."

Thinking that the worst outcome would be nothing more than this, Mrs. Daxi became more courageous.

It's better to give it a try, no matter how bad it is, the crime will come later and you can live a better life for a few more days.

After hesitating for a while, she nodded slowly, and said to Steward Chen: "Then tomorrow... I will go to Zhennanhou Mansion again."

******

The maid exited the inner room and gently closed the door.

"His Royal Highness..."

Although she had prepared herself psychologically before coming here, Madam Da Xi was still a little timid when she actually faced Princess Fuyang.

Princess Fuyang has a free and easy personality, seeing Mrs. Da Xi's speech seems to have a grudge, she comforted her: "You and I are already a family, if you have any difficulties, just tell me."

Hearing the promise made by the eldest princess of Fuyang, Madam Daxi was relieved a lot. She stretched and rubbed the fingertips of the handkerchief in her sleeve, summoned up her courage and said, "His Royal Highness, the wedding date of your son and Ah Ci is coming soon." , Ah Ci...Ah Ci these days..."

When Princess Fuyang heard her mentioning Wei Jing, the smile on her lips deepened unconsciously, and then Madam Daxi asked, "Huh? How is Ah Ci these days?"

Mrs. Daxi sighed: "She has always been informal, and she never takes maids and guards with her when she goes out. Her father has many enemies. These days, she went to the street to buy things in person for her wedding. She walked alone. , the concubine is really not at ease."

Princess Fuyang regards Wei Jing as the best in her heart, so naturally she also takes Da Xici, who is about to marry Wei Jing, into her heart.

Hearing this, she immediately sat up straight and shook her head again and again: "Ah Ci alone? Without guards? How can I do that? No matter how powerful her martial arts are, she is still a girl after all."

"That's right, Your Highness, the concubine also told Ah Ci in the same way, but she refused to listen." Madam Daxi showed a distressed expression, "The bodyguards who followed her before went to the northern border with Lord Hou, and now , there is not even a single man in the mansion who can beat Ah Ci."

Mentioning those who can fight, Princess Fuyang immediately cheered up, "Look for it from my house, as many as you want."

Mrs. Daxi said "ah" flattered, and pretended to evade: "Your Highness is joking, how can the people of Zhennan Hou Mansion condescend to be Ah Ci's guards."

Princess Fuyang smiled and said: "It's their honor to be Ah Ci's guards. Let's go, let's choose a few smart ones, and we must protect Ah Ci so much that he can't lose even a single hair."

Mrs. Daxi dared to let Princess Fuyang choose herself, so she took her hand and gently helped her back to her seat: "Your Highness, let the steward of the concubine's mansion go, the concubine still wants to tell your highness Some personal words."

After finishing speaking, seeing Princess Fuyang agreeing, Mrs. Daxi turned around and pushed open the door, motioning for Housekeeper Chen who was waiting in the corridor to come over.

"His Royal Highness has already agreed," Mrs. Daxi told Steward Chen in a low voice, "Go and recognize the person yourself, and don't let me down."

Steward Chen said "yes" cautiously, and then followed the steward of Zhennanhou Mansion all the way to the inner courtyard.

With such a arduous task on his shoulders, Steward Chen said that it is impossible not to be afraid, but if he really does not see the young guard from yesterday, their entire Zhongyonghou Mansion will be charged with deceiving the king. .

Steward Chen followed the people who led the way to the bamboo garden where the dead soldiers' camp was located.

Before entering the door, he shrank his head in fright at the awe-inspiring and dead silence surrounding him.

In a daze, he heard the person in front of him asking: "Vice Commander Mo, is Mr. Ximing in the house? I was ordered by His Royal Highness the Princess to come here to pick out guards for Madam Zhongyonghou."

Everyone knows how valuable the hidden piles of the Zhennanhou Mansion are. Among the dignitaries in the capital, it is hard to find one even if it is ten thousand taels of gold.

With a wave of her hand, the eldest princess directly wanted to send the dead men carefully trained by Ximing to Mrs. Daxi regardless of the number, which showed how much she valued this marriage.

Deputy Commander Mo nodded in understanding, and motioned to the two of them to follow him into the door, and then replied: "Mr. Ximing is outside the mansion today and will come back in the evening. Since His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess ordered you, please step up and come with me. "

******

It is too negligent for the dead man to let the assassin escape in the Hou's mansion.

After Wei Chu struggled to get up from the snow, he didn't realize that the medicine bottle in his hand was not his own, so he stuffed it into his arms without looking at it carefully.

Although he has completed all the tasks during his duty period as a dead soldier, and after tonight, he will have nothing to do with the dead soldier camp, but the rigorous training throughout the year made Wei Chu unable to ignore the punishment he should bear and returned to the dead. Shi Ying hurriedly changed his clothes, and then went to the execution hall to plead guilty.

But after entering the execution hall, before he took off his coat and waited for the cane to be executed, there was a sound of ordinary people's footsteps outside the door, accompanied by loud noises:

"Are all the dead men here? I want to find some good-looking ones, and my third lady must not be upset."

Wei Chu wanted to ignore it, and continued to let the executioner execute the sentence.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his head, the door of the punishment hall was pushed open from the outside by Deputy Commander Mo——

After seeing Wei Chu's face clearly, Steward Chen almost screamed with his face in his hands, wishing he could hug Wei Chu and kiss him on the spot.

His finger pointing at Wei Chu kept shaking, and his lips trembled: "Just, just, just him!"

Wei Chu's gaze suddenly became gloomy.

Mrs. Daxi, who returned to Zhongyonghou's mansion first, did not have too much hope for Steward Chen, and even counted the current days as counting down her life.

But it wasn't until Steward Chen led the young man behind him to appear in front of her with tears streaming down his face, that the big stone that had been hanging in Mrs. Daxi's heart suddenly fell down.

But when she took a closer look at the thin young man, Mrs. Daxi had no time to rejoice that the lives of hundreds of people in the Hou's mansion were temporarily saved. On the contrary, she stared at Wei Chu's dark eyes in a daze, The voice trembled:

"What's your name?"

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Woooooo so sleepy, good night, babies~

The red envelope continues, muamuamua~