Abduct a prince and return to modern times

Yun Cui was really stunned at this moment: "Your Highness, you"

In fact, it is not surprising that Yun Cui was surprised, because the person who came was the leader of the Chaoyang Palace Rebellion, and also His Royal Highness Murong Jue, Prince Xiao Chaoqian.

Two days ago, the rebels surrendered and their leader disappeared.

Although Yun Cui didn't know what happened to the two of them at the gate of the city at the time, she only knew that the Chaoyang Palace change that caused a sensation in Da Ling ended without a fight.

Now that His Highness appeared here again, and her own lady also looked like this, Yun Cui's doubts in her heart grew bigger and bigger, but in the end she shook her head as if trying to deny it, it's impossible, the prince is against her lady.

"Well, she suffered a lot from physical loss, and luckily Miao Chun was able to catch up in time, otherwise, ah, I really didn't expect the emperor brother to be so heartless, if he didn't cherish it, why bother?" Yes, Murong Jue felt uncomfortable, If you don't cherish it, why bother to fight for it in the first place.

But the woman on the bed was originally his own, Murong Jue withdrew his hand behind his back, at this moment, this honest man finally got angry.

He didn't care about his own calculations no matter what, even if he forced himself to rebel, he knew it was a pit prepared by him, and he jumped down without hesitation, just because he and himself were siblings, and the mother died , begged to himself who was only four years old: "Jue'er, in this life, the queen mother wants you to swear that you must let Si'er grow up safely, and you must not argue with him in everything, otherwise the queen mother will be in trouble after death."

And the young Murong Jue nodded cautiously and assured: "Mother, Jue will remember."

In the end, Murong Jue really did what he said, and not only allowed himself and his younger brother to survive safely in the dangerous harem, but also won the support of a large number of courtiers with his excellent quality of filial piety.

At the age of 15, he was established as the prince. Everything was the same until the two brothers fell in love with the same woman.

But now it seems that the original things are not all calculated.

Murong Jue felt a little sad in his heart, his younger brother whom he loved wholeheartedly, but now, where did that soft child leaning against his arms go?

Withdrawing his thoughts, the momentary sadness was quickly suppressed.

When Yun Cui heard this, the defenses in her heart collapsed: "Your Highness, you mean the prince, it's impossible, how can the prince be nice to our young lady?"

Yun Cui grasped Jin Hua's hand weakly, although she did not admit it with her mouth, she had already recognized Murong Jue's words in her heart.

"This is called knowing people, knowing faces but not knowing hearts!" Murong Jue was also a little powerless, his tone was full of vicissitudes.

Yun Cui was taken aback for a moment, indeed, just like His Highness, how could such a loyal and honest person choose to raise troops because he was dissatisfied with His Majesty's policy of centralizing imperial power.

It doesn't make sense at all, not to mention the rumors that His Highness not only arrested Prince Rui, but also wanted to take Mrs. Jinhua by force. Who in the world doesn't know that His Highness loves his younger brother very much.

What are these things? At the beginning, His Highness knew that his younger brother also fell in love with Jinhua, but in the end he was willing to withdraw from Chengcheng.

"Your Highness, thank you for saving Miss, but please tell this servant what happened." Yun Cui got up and knelt down in front of Murong Jue, her forehead touching the ground.

Murong Jue sighed slowly, and finally opened his mouth. He knew that he was being selfish at this moment.

It turned out that Miao Chun was the person Murong Jue arranged in Prince Rui's Mansion. Originally, he just wanted to keep abreast of his younger brother's daily life. After all, Murong Si was made king at the age of 12 and given to live in Prince Rui's Mansion. How can I rest assured.

But if someone has a clear purpose to report his whereabouts at any time, I am afraid that the other party will not only not appreciate it, but may even blame himself in private.

Therefore, the matter was settled in secret, but he didn't expect that the unintentional action back then would be so useful.

On the second day of the palace change, Du Shilin hurriedly visited Prince Rui's mansion, and it happened that Miao Chun overheard the conversation between the two, was shocked, and hurriedly contacted Murong Jue's people.

Murong Jue was busy hiding his influence at that time, and when he received the report, he knew it was not good, and thought that Jinhua was about to give birth, and then, just in case, he gave Miao Chun the life-saving pill to play by ear .

Afterwards, Murong Jue was terrified countless times, if he hadn't made that decision, what would have greeted him would be a corpse.

Huisheng Pill, a kind that can make people feign death for three days, and Miao Chun was afraid that his wife would not be able to withstand it, so he specially fed a few slices of ginseng, so that he could lose his breath.

Murong Jue also predicted it correctly, and sure enough, on the third day, Murong Si was in a hurry to be buried, he didn't even make proper preparations, he was in a hurry and flustered.

But in the middle of the night, Murong Jue arranged for good people to open the tunnel. Fortunately, he finally rescued Jin Hua who was half-breathed in the coffin.

At that moment Murong Jue almost went mad with anger, he wished to ask Murong Si face to face why this happened.

But in the end reason prevailed over impulse.

During the company of more than 20 days, Murong Jue also gradually calmed down, and sometimes even felt that it is not bad to be so old.

After Yun Cui listened silently, her heart became stronger.

"Your Highness, servant, thank you for your great kindness and virtue. If you are useful to me in the future, I will die." The forehead knocked on the floor, and the echo lasted for a long time.

Jinhua lay on the bed, listening carefully to every word Yun Cui said. After finishing speaking, tears had already wet the pillow towel, but her heart warmed up.

In fact, Jin Hua has always felt indebted to Murong Jue.

"Well, I knew it was him, but why did Murong Si leave you alone at the beginning, and then let you take care of Xun'er." In fact, Jinhua also thought that this kind of result was expected, but now that his relatives heard it, his heart ached. The next is even more shocking.

But about Murongsi leaving Yun Cui still makes Jinhua puzzled, based on his understanding, he is born with the nature of cutting grass without rooting out the roots, and the spring breeze blows deeply.

"Well, this is also the strange thing about slaves." Yun Cui nodded.

But for Murongsi, maybe no one can figure it out, and sometimes it is terrifyingly deep, but sometimes it feels like, how should I put it, maybe it is hidden deep.

Even now, Jinhua sometimes can't help but wonder whether the relationship between the two was planned by him in the first place.

In fact, these years, the first few years, the hatred for Murong Si was the motivation for Jinhua to live, but after 20 years, no matter how much hatred, it has calmed down.

"Forget it, at least he still has a heart for Xun'er. That Du Yayun is more pitiful than me, and he still doesn't have a son or a daughter."

The two masters and servants were chatting with each other. Suddenly, there was a noise in the basement, and the two who were talking looked at each other.

Jinhua trimmed his hair a little awkwardly, then he was taken aback, and then put down his hand again.

Not long after, a person walked in from the small side door, about 40 to [-] years old, with handsome eyebrows, and his sharp eyes softened instantly when he saw the woman on the bed.

Although the man has passed, but the years have not diminished his color, on the contrary, he has a more mature attraction.

"Your Highness." Yun Cui hurriedly stood up when she saw the person coming.

The person who came here nodded, motioning to be excused, then walked to the bed and sat down, and asked softly, "Are you still feeling that uncomfortable?"

Jinhua shook his head, put his hands on his hands and was about to sit up. Yun Cui, who was on the side, was about to step forward, but from the corner of his eye, he saw that the hands beside the bed had already been raised, and immediately retracted them.

Jinhua was about to get up, but then he felt a tightness in his waist, and sat up by himself, and put a cushion on his back intimately.

Seeing the person sitting back on the edge of the bed again, Jin Hua's face flushed immediately in response, a tinge of crimson appeared on his somewhat pale cheeks, as dazzling and charming as the spring scenery in March.

The eyes are slightly restrained, and the black hair hangs down naturally without any decoration, which sets off the slap-sized small face brightly and movingly.

The person who came was none other than the former prince Murong Jue.

But then Jinhua felt that he was being too hypocritical. Both of them had passed their youth, why did they suddenly give birth to a little daughter mentality because of the other's kind behavior: "It's nothing serious, and my body is much better."

When Murong Jue heard this, he took out an oiled paper bag from his bosom, it was still steaming, and the room was filled with a scent.

When Jinhua saw it, his eyes lit up with gold, he stared straight at the object in the opponent's hand, and even exaggeratedly swallowed his saliva.

Looking at the appearance of the woman's little daughter, Murong Jue felt tenderness in his heart: "Eat quickly, it's still hot."

After speaking, he handed it over, Jinhua took it, opened the paper bag, and a few golden shortbread appeared in front of his eyes.

This is a must in Lincheng, Louzui Crisp, and it is also the signboard of Lou Narcissus in Lincheng East Lane.

It is Jinhua's favorite, in fact, it is not to blame for her being excited, Murong Jue spends very little time here, and for Jinhua who does not see the sun all year round, this is not only a hobby, but also a kind of sustenance.

Of course, this building's drunken crisp is well-deserved.

As soon as Jinhua opened it, he yelled in surprise and waved his hands: "Oh, I bought so much this time, Yun Cui is coming soon, I can finally change the taste, my mouth is almost tasteless if I eat vegetarian every day."

"Miss." Seeing that her young lady is in such a good mood now, Yun Cui is really happy from the bottom of her heart, but who will tell her why her young lady seems to be a different person in front of her, and her whole person has become more open-eyed, so Yun Cui seems to see 20 years ago.

Could it be because of His Highness, Yun Cui was taken aback by the sudden thought, then stopped, and stepped forward, Jinhua handed over a piece of cake.

Yun Cui took it: "Thank you miss." Then she stepped aside.

Jinhua ate with relish, while Murongjue was still talking about interesting things outside as before. Occasionally, Jinhua accidentally got some debris on the corner of his mouth, and Murongjue carefully wiped it off with a handkerchief, with a focused and gentle expression.

There was a faint warmth between the two, as if there were only two people left in the world, Yun Cui watched carefully from the side, but the crispy pastry in the past was still untouched today.

She was so shocked that she couldn't speak, her eyes were a little red, Yun Cui had always known that His Highness loved Miss, and had always thought that the other party was just unrequited love, and Yun Cui's companionship over the years moved Yun Cui even more, but seeing her today, she was afraid But the result is not as expected.

Yun Cui was thinking alone, not knowing that her anomaly had been discovered.

"Yun Cui, what's wrong with you?"