my princess boy

This day is already a heavy snow solar term, the city of Kyoto has not yet snowed, but it is already very cold, the trees are withered, and there are fewer people on the street. From a distance, the city of Kyoto seems to have lost its color, only the red of the palace wall , reflecting the off-white sky, like an ink painting with ochre.

Mu Xianyi wore a floral satin emerald skirt, a silver sable fur wind collar, and a thick cloak. He went to Xiangguo Temple to pray for Ling Xuetang's mother, his mother-in-law. She had to go to Xiangguo Temple to pray for blessings, but it was cold recently and her knees hurt so much that she couldn't walk, so Mu Xianyi volunteered to go for her. Originally, Ling Xuetang wanted to go with him, but before leaving, a friend of Duke Zhen came to visit. Duke Zhen happened to be away, so Ling Xuetang had to be entertained and accompanied.

So Mu Xianyi came out alone.

After burning incense and donating money for sesame oil in Xiangguo Temple, Mu Xianyi came out and walked out of the main hall, and saw Jiang Guangxi walking towards him, wearing a black brocade robe and a black cloak of clouds and flowers.He saw it and saw it, and it was hard to avoid it, so I had to bite the bullet and greet him:

"Young Master Jiang, what a coincidence..."

But Jiang Guangxi said: "Unfortunately, Jiang is here specially waiting for the princess."

Seeing his serious expression, Mu Xianyi could only smile dryly, and said, "Master Jiang, what do you want to say to the princess?"

Jiang Guangxi nodded, his handsome face was a little plump compared to the previous autumn hunt, but the softness in his eyes was much less.He stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, saying:

"It just so happened that I had an appointment with Master Wuming to talk, why don't we go outside Master Wuming's meditation room to have a talk."

"Alright." Mu Xianyi followed him to Master Wu Ming's meditation room.

Master Wuming is a well-known eminent monk in Xiangguo Temple. His meditation room is naturally in the depths of Xiangguo Temple, surrounded by bamboos and pine trees, accompanied by cranes and flowing water. Walking on the road is like setting in a fairyland.

There are no idlers here.

Mu Xianyi then asked, "Is there any important matter, Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Guangxi stopped at the edge of the bamboo grove, letting the dead bamboo leaves fall on his cloak. He looked at Mu Xianyi with sharp eyes: "Princess, do you have anything to do with what happened on the day of the autumn hunting?"

Mu Xianyi raised his eyes, and his eyes suddenly fell on Jiang Guangxi's face, but he quickly moved away, and said, "Why did you say that?"

"Someone was going to shoot Ling Xuetang, but he avoided it without any risk. I was wondering if he knew in advance that someone was going to shoot him with an arrow? Also, Sheng Jinan was not stupid, why did he set up an arrow on that day? Ambushes to assassinate His Majesty? Their father and son have no military power at all, even if His Majesty has something good or bad, it is not their turn to speak, the most likely thing is that the crown prince will inherit the throne in advance, isn't it?" Jiang Guangxi asked, turning his face away again, Instead of looking at Mu Xianyi's starry eyes, he set his eyes on Master Mingwu's thatched hut not far away, "I have no enmity with Sheng Jin'an, the person he wants to frame is you, I am just a person to frame you." It’s just a chess piece. You came out on purpose during the day and night banquet to lure me and Sheng Jin’an over, didn’t you?”

Mu Xianyi looked at him fixedly, as if he was not surprised by his words at all, and even raised his lips and smiled slightly: "Young Master Jiang, I set up the game, but in fact, you are not in my plan .”

Jiang Guangxi was startled, and looked at him suspiciously.

Mu Xianyi then took a few steps forward, looked at the crane that was combing its feathers, and said in a polite voice: "Sheng Jin'an framed me and killed my personal maid, so I discussed revenge with my son-in-law, first pretending to be at odds, Then act like you are dissatisfied with this marriage and want to kill Ling Xuetang so that you can remarry without hesitation. Our original plan was that one night, I quarreled with the son-in-law, and the son-in-law beat me... But that night, very unexpectedly, You appeared, and it just so happened that the son-in-law said that the arrows of your Marquis Mansion have black paint, which can be used to remove suspicion, so we resorted to tricks, making Sheng Jin'an think that I have an affair with you - trying to kill people during the autumn hunting, using random Arrows are the most suitable, aren't they?"

Jiang Guangxi looked at Mu Xianyi's thin and delicate body, and when he heard his confession, he couldn't help showing an expression of disbelief—even though he thought that this trap was probably designed by Mu Xianyi and Ling Xuetang. When he heard him admit it, he still felt unacceptable. After all, the Princess Jincheng in his mind was innocent, charming and lovely, not such a scheming and deep-hearted one.

He thought of something again, and asked, "What about the man in black who assassinated His Majesty? It's impossible for Sheng Jin'an to make such a fuss!"

Mu Xianyi looked at him, and smiled cunningly: "What do you think?"

At this moment, Jiang Guangxi's hair stood on end with horror, and he felt that the depths of the forest were desolate and frightening.

After a while, he asked with a trembling voice, "Xianyi—you actually arranged for someone to assassinate His Majesty? He is your father!"

"I didn't intend to kill him." Mu Xianyi's smile turned into indifference, his starry eyes shone coldly, and his tone suddenly became quicker, "As soon as the arrow that killed the son-in-law was shot, the person who had ambushed immediately appeared and headed towards him. Shoot the arrow in the direction where the father is. As for why it is him... because he let me understand, 'the most ruthless emperor's family', he wants to create an image of a benevolent and profound emperor, and will never drive the Pingnan Palace to extinction. Isn't it endangering himself and his throne, would he take down all the Pingnan Palace like today?! At most, he will only lower his title!"

He took two steps towards Jiang Guangxi, raised his face, his beautiful and delicate face was full of evil that Jiang Guangxi could never have imagined in his dreams: "If it's just like this, then who will pay for Baohan's life? Who will pay for the injustice I suffered ? When Sheng Jinan shot at me, he should have known what would happen!"

After he finished speaking, he still took a quick breath.

Jiang Guangxi didn't seem to have expected Mu Xianyi to have such a side at all, he stared at him dumbfounded, and finally said: "Princess...you are too extreme, you are a weak woman, you shouldn't have such ruthless thoughts..."

Hearing this, Mu Xianyi laughed "ha", and looked at him intently, the ridicule in his eyes was undisguised: "I am not a weak woman, have you forgotten? I am... the general's wife."

He spoke the last four words slowly and proudly, as if this title was more honorable than any title in the world.

Jiang Guangxi was stunned for a moment, and then there was a hint of confusion on his face, as if he was very disappointed and frustrated. Finally, he gave a wry smile and said, "Okay, I forgot..."

That's right, he had indeed forgotten that the actual Mu Xianyi was not a woman, but a man. He was originally a prince, and it was only normal to have such means.

Mu Xianyi looked at his wry smile, and his heart softened a little, but he just remembered his confession to himself that night, and was afraid of delaying him, so he hardened his heart: "Guangxi, you should know, right? If you are still obsessed with me like this, sooner or later, you will kill me. I hope that there will not be a second time in the future when people point their noses and say who I am having an affair with. "

Said, looked at him coldly, turned and left.

Jiang Guangxi looked at his back, and after being stunned, there was endless sadness and bitterness:

The heavy curtain is deep in the hall of Mochou, and the night is long and thin after lying down.The life of the goddess was originally a dream, and the sister-in-law lived without a man.

The storm does not believe that Lingzhi is weak, who will teach the fragrance of bay leaves in the moon dew.It's useless to go straight to lovesickness, but melancholy is madness.