Phoenix dwelling in Yanzhou

Jun Nian woke up in the rickety carriage.

When she woke up, she noticed someone beside her.

The night was too dark, and the candles were not lit. She couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, but she almost instinctively realized who he was.

"Cousin..." Jun Nian's voice trembled violently.

The man in the carriage was silent and ignored her.

How is this going?

Jun Nian, who just woke up from a coma, felt like a muddy mind.

Do people still dream after death?

"County Lord, you have left the city safely." A voice came from outside the carriage, and Jun Nian recognized that it was the female guard beside Jun Wuyou.

Hearing this, Jun Nian was startled, and there was only one thought left in his mind, "You, did you really rob prison?"

At this moment, the carriage stopped.

Jun Nian heard Jun Wuyou's familiar voice, "Let's go."

"What?" Jun Nian was stunned.

In the darkness, the person in the carriage got up and left her with only one word before leaving.

"Go away and never come back! Don't let me see you again..."

The night wind seemed to blow away the sound, and Jun Nian suddenly felt a panic.

She was going to lose her, completely...

Jun Nian didn't care about his weak body, he stumbled to the side of the car door, and saw the figure get on the horse.

"cousin!"

That person has always cherished her. In the past, as long as she called her, no matter how busy that person was or how important the matter was, he would stop and come to her side.

But this time, the panicked voice that almost broke the sound didn't keep that person back.

With the sound of horseshoes, Jun Nian looked at the figure engraved in his heart, and walked away.

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When Jun Wuyou returned to Prince Yan's mansion, it was already dawn.After getting off the horse, I just felt that all the strength in my whole body was taken away.

"Ah!"

Jun Wuyou showed a helpless sarcasm, mocking himself.

She laughed at herself as a bitch!

Obviously that person has no heart at all!He has been scheming against her all the time, and never gave her even half of his sincerity.

But she still didn't want her to die!

While thinking wildly in his mind, he didn't realize that the light in his room was still on.

So much so that when she pushed open the door and saw Su Qian sitting behind the desk, she froze.

"Uncle, aunt..." Jun Wuyou called Su Qian guiltily.

Su Qian was flipping through the book in her hand at this time, without raising her head, she just said lightly, "Sit down."

Jun Wuyou sat on the other side of Su Qian, thinking of what he had done, he didn't dare to look into Su Qian's eyes, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles.

"Did anyone send it away?"

Su Qian opened her mouth, and asked Jun Wuyou lightly, but Jun Wuyou's heart skipped a beat.

"Who? I can't understand what my aunt is saying." Jun Wuyou bit the bullet and replied.

The hand that was flipping through the books stopped, Su Qian raised her eyes and glanced at Jun Wuyou. "Do you think that without Bengong's permission, you could easily change that glass of wine?"

The poisoned wine that was replaced!

Jun Wuyou's pupils were startled suddenly, "Aunt?!"

"Don't worry, since I have allowed you to rescue her, I will naturally not persecute her." Su Qian seemed to have read Jun Wuyou's mind, "However, there will be no next time."

Jun Wuyou bowed his head in silence, Su Qian stood up, leaving only one sentence when he left.

"Go back to Beijing with your mother tomorrow, some people... better forget about it."

In the Yusheng courtyard, there is the sound of weaving.

The spinning machine is running, and the spinning shuttle shuttles between the silk threads, weaving a beautiful piece of embroidery.

Two figures sat side by side, one dignified and elegant, the other delicate and bright.

"Just let that little girl go so easily? That's not like what Ah Qian would do." Jingsheng stepped on the pedal, pulling the healds on the loom, and the healds turned up and down alternately, dividing the warp yarns into upper and lower layers, forming a A loom.

Su Qian held the shuttle, threading the weft from the weaving mouth, "I...can't answer the question Jun Nian asked me..."

"Problem?" Jing Sheng looked at Su Qian puzzled, "What is the problem?"

The hand holding the shuttle stopped, "That is... if you were in Zansu Village that day, would I be able to give that order without distraction?"

"So Ah Qian is struggling with this!" Jing Sheng laughed.

"I think... I'm afraid I can't do it..." Su Qian laughed at herself, "After all, I'm not a saint. The pain can't fall on me, and I can't feel the pain. I'm afraid I'll be more ruthless than her."

Su Qian never dared to imagine what would happen to herself if she lost Jing Sheng...

At this time, a servant girl hurried in to report that the envoy of the emperor of the capital had arrived.

Su Qian asked people to prepare immediately to welcome the emperor's envoy.

On that day, an imperial decree came from the capital.

An imperial decree to establish Jun Wuji as the grandson of the emperor!

Su Qian watched Jun Wuji kneel down to accept the imperial edict, and she knew it all too well.

The peaceful days are finally over.

Beijing...

There is overwhelming wealth and power, and there are never-ending struggles!

The envoys from the imperial capital conveyed the emperor's message respectfully.

The emperor asked all the people in Prince Yan's mansion to return to Beijing immediately, and the grandson of the emperor to enter the East Palace as soon as possible.

The Chu Palace, which has been closed for ten years, is about to reopen, waiting for its new owner...