Chapter 459

"You must understand, sir, that opportunity is not lost. Madam Hu Ji in the palace is afraid that she can't help her husband, but ye sang... "

Xu Biqing sneered, "so long, sir, can't you see where your niece is going? Even if you take her as an apprentice and teach her medical skills, how about careful teaching? When a woman marries, her heart turns to her husband's family, but Ji's family is loyal. "

Looking at the dim look in the boundless eyes of the wind, Xu Biqing is full of pride, even the skin cut on his neck is not so painful.

Seeing that the wind is boundless and unable to make up his mind, Xu Biqing gives him a strong dose of medicine, "it's just a delay for a moment and a half. There are princess Chang and people in the general's house, and there is lady Hu in the palace. Ye sang can't do anything serious. You can rest assured."

Words fall, Xu Biqing will feel the wind limitless imprison his neck, delidao gradually relaxed, hanging on her neck that dagger, slowly was taken down.

Xiaoming was not pinched in his hand. Rao Shi and Xu Biqing could not help but gasp.

Standing on one side of the girl already nervous, in the wind boundless let go of the first time came up to hold their own miss, full of worry, "Miss, maidservant take you back to the carriage inside bandage?"

Xu Biqing shook his head, "it's OK, it's just a small injury. You go to one side and watch the wind for me. Don't let other people lean over."

The girl took a look at Xu Biqing's neck. She was dissatisfied with the boundless wind in her heart, but she had to let the wind out of her way.

He raised his hand and smoothed his long hair, and then straightened his collar. Xu Biqing said with a calm smile: "so, my husband and I will make a formal alliance today. I help my husband to avenge, and the power and intelligence in my hand can be used by my husband. My husband also wants to help me to overthrow the Ji family. "

The wind boundless raised his head, a pair of clear eyes fixed to look at Xu Bi, after a long time on a touch of warm and make people shudder smile, "when so."

Finally, it's a deal.

Xu Biqing couldn't help reaching out and touching the wound on her neck again. The wound was still bleeding, but she didn't feel any pain at all. She felt very happy in her heart and couldn't stop smiling.

"It's getting late today, sir. I'd better go back and have a rest early. Biqing will go back first."

At the end of the speech, Xu Biqing nodded to the wind and called the maid. The coachman drove the carriage and left slowly.

The wind is boundless, standing in the same place. The back door of Princess Chang's mansion is less than 100 steps away from him, but he is no longer there. He was so anxious that he hid his hands under his wide sleeves and clenched his fist.

After a while, he turned over and rode away.

The horse's hoof clattered and a layer of dust splashed on the back door of Princess mansion. No one knows what happened here except the birds standing in the tree.

Return to other courtyard, wind boundless will horse to attendant, walk toward the study.

My confidant ran over from one side, lowered his voice and said to the wind: "master, I have heard from the palace."

Inside the palace

Feng boundless reached out and took the letter from his heart. He swept his eyes and frowned in disgust. "I'll go into the palace, and you'll stay in the other courtyard. Everything is as usual."

My heart should be respectful, the wind boundless letter tightly in the hands, the pace of a hurry to get the other hospital.

The palace is deep, with red walls and green tiles. At night, it casts a shadow on nuota's palace. Walking in the empty Palace Lane, the wind is boundless, and there is a chill between eyes and eyebrows. Go to a dilapidated courtyard, wind boundless go in, change a palace eunuch clothes, look as usual toward the north.

In front of a palace, Feng Wuya looks at the fourth middle school, turns to a shadow, takes off his clothes, and makes his lightness skill fall into the palace quietly.

Bai Qian had been waiting at the door for a long time. When she saw his figure, she immediately stepped forward with great joy. "The girl has been waiting in the palace for a long time. You can go in directly, and the maid will let the wind out here. If you have something, sir, knock twice at the door. "

The wind has no limit to nod, push to open the temple door to walk in.

Wen Jinxiu, dressed in a gorgeous palace skirt, is anxiously walking around the hall. Hearing the sound of the door opening, she immediately turns around and runs to the boundless wind, crying: "brother, you can count it! I have already mentioned the matter of Sonny with the emperor, but those old ministers in the court are very stubborn. The emperor has mentioned it two or three times intentionally or unintentionally, but they stick to their own opinions and don't let Sonny be released. Brother, think about something. "

Wind boundless looked down at Wen Jinxiu pulling his sleeve, a face of helpless injustice, heart suddenly gave birth to a bit of irritability, but still with patience to pacify, "now the evidence is solid, want to save mulberry really not easy. You should be patient in the palace. Sonny has me and the general's house to look after her. She won't have an accident

Hear elder brother say so, Wen Jinxiu this just calms down.

After Feng Wuyan finished, she was afraid that she would betray herself. She told her cautiously again, "don't act rashly in the palace these days, otherwise things will become more complicated. Remember! The emperor doesn't have to urge him to release Sonny from the prison all the time. Just let it be. "Wen Jinxiu cleverly nodded, suddenly felt a burst of pain in the head, immediately frowned, stretched out her hand to hold the forehead, very weak back two steps.

The wind reaches out to hold her, the heart knows what is going on, but still pretends not to know to ask: "what's the matter, but the body is not comfortable?"

Waiting for the pain to pass, Wen Jinxiu shook her head. She looked a little pale on her face and said weakly, "I'm about to finish the medicine that my brother sent me a few days ago. I feel headache from time to time these days. I'll send some medicine in two days. It doesn't work in too many hospitals. "

The wind is boundless, the eye light is tiny twinkle, low voice should go down, "tomorrow I will send someone to send a batch of medicine to you again, if feel headache, then let Bai Qian send a letter to me."

Wen Jinxiu nodded, "thank you, brother."

Wind boundless uneasily turned around, whispered: "nothing else, I left. You pay attention to rest, take good care of your body, and remember what I just said to you. "

Wen Jinxiu does not speak, watching the wind go.

Three days later, Ji Changye and Yun Haotian still got nothing.

In the third prince's mansion, Yun Haotian sat on the chair with a tired face, and there were tea and food in front of him. He looked up at the person opposite him and said softly, "come and have a meal. After finishing the meal, I'll accompany you to Jingzhao mansion."

Ji Changye, who is standing in the corridor, turns around slowly. She is dressed in purple, and her face is just like that of Lanzhi Yushu.

In his heart, Yun Hao cursed angrily: he stayed up all night looking for evidence. Why is he alone depressed? This guy has a plain face and can't see the appearance of fatigue. Thinking like this, the action on the hand is much heavier, and a good cauliflower is not like being poked by him.

Ji Changye walks over slowly and sits at the table. "It's hard for you to accompany me to check the evidence these two days. Now the evidence is solid. The Minister of rites and his wife insist that sang'er killed their daughter. The situation is very anxious. Don't interfere. Keep a close eye on the court. Don't let the prince's people get in the way."

Yun Haotian answered and said clearly, "can I accompany you to Jingzhao mansion later?"

Ji Changye takes a bowl hand and looks up at Yun Haotian.

Yun Haotian immediately understood and said with a smile: "OK, I'll go to the punishment Department later. If I have something else to do, I won't disturb you to get together with my wife."

Said, hastily picked two bowls of rice, then left.

In the middle of the afternoon, at the gate of Jingzhao mansion.

Ji long night a body armor, full of murderous gas, obviously is just from the training ground down. The bodyguards standing at the gate of Jingzhao mansion couldn't help quietly swallowing their saliva as they watched him block the killing Buddha.

Ji Changye takes out the token in his hand, and the bodyguards immediately turn to get out of the way. Seeing him with a knife in his hand, step by step, they began to sympathize with him.

Lord Ji comes here every day these days. Every time he comes here, he looks so fierce. It's really sad that he has to spend nearly half an hour with him every day.

In the lobby of Jingzhao mansion, Mr. Liu was looking at the petition with a leisurely face when he heard the bodyguard outside salute Ji Changye, and his face broke down immediately.

In the twinkling of an eye, Ji Changye had already walked to the main hall. No matter how reluctantly, Mr. Liu had to greet him with a smiling face. "Mr. Ji has come, but today he is going to visit your wife in the cell. Xiaguan sends his subordinates to lead you."

Don't drag him to talk about cases or evidence. He just wanted to send Ji Changye away, but Jingzhao's official didn't laugh all the more kindly.

Fortunately, today the Bodhisattva seems to have heard his prayer. Ji Changye rarely said anything more, "since that is the case, I will trouble Lord Liu."

Unexpectedly, he didn't have to talk with him for another half an hour. Ji was overjoyed. He called a guard and took Ji Changye to his cell.

The guards outside the cell are very familiar with Ji Changye these days. When they see him coming, they skillfully open the door and take the man to the outside of the cell where ye sang lives. They take out a key from the sleeve and open the cell door.

"Lord Ji, it's the old rule. After a stick of incense, I come to lock the door."

Ji Changye nodded, took out a piece of silver from his sleeve, threw it to the guard, and walked into the cell.

The cell was clean and tidy, and the bed was covered with a thick quilt. Ye Sang was lying on the bed, sleeping soundly. His white and smooth face was pressed out several marks by the pillow, which made him look very cute. Maybe she had been in prison these days, and her face was slightly haggard.