It was not until noon on the day that the carriage that had taken Jiang Luoyu away from the gate of the palace stopped again at a small corner gate of the prince's mansion. When he got the news, the Bibo garden sent someone to guard the corner gate. When he saw the blue corner of clothes, he immediately bowed down and saluted
as soon as Jiang Luoyu walked a few steps on the corridor, a rush of footsteps came from behind, Followed by the sleeping star slightly anxious voice: "son of the world, the princess just came, please go to the east mansion."
"Mu?" Jiang Luoyu's head didn't come back. The bone fan in her hand didn't come out. Her eyes didn't know where she was looking. Her voice was very low when she opened her mouth. "Call me in. Did you say what to do?"
When sleeping star heard the speech, he carefully looked at his son's look at the moment. He felt a little strange in his heart. I don't know why when she went out in the morning, Jiang Luoyu looked calm and calm, but when she came back, she was very tired and didn't dare to ask more questions. She just said, "huishizi, it seems that it's a matter of making an appointment for a young lady."
Jiang Luoyu breathed a sigh of relief and heard that it was about Jiang Luoqin. She said, "is Madame Yun coming?" Mian Xing nodded and said, "yes, I heard that it was the young lady who disguised herself as a woman and ran out. As a result, someone robbed Mr. Yun. As a result, the young lady saved Mr. Yun by mistake. Mr. Yun saw that the young lady was a girl. Because they were embracing each other, they had a close relationship with each other. So Mr. Yun asked the young lady who she was."
When Jiang Luoyu heard this, she thought of Jiang Luoqin, who had made Hanjiang Pavilion pretend to be a robber, and led him to run away to meet Yunxuan by chance. She raised her eyelids and said, "then Luoqin told him that she was a concubine from the carefree palace?"
"It's said that after returning to the mansion, Mr. Yun asked Mrs. Yun to come to discuss marriage. It seems that he doesn't object to the marriage." Sleeping star should a, while saying while tentatively looking at the son in front of him, hesitated and said, "Little Miss, after listening to the news, seems very satisfied, just sent the maid to inquire about the marriage - as if afraid that the son of heaven would not agree."
It is clear that this husband was chosen by her son-in-law instead of her younger sister. The young lady seems to be the master of the family, but she is not appreciative when she gets cheap. When she hears the news that she wants to discuss her relatives, she goes to Bibo garden. Taking advantage of Jiang Luoyu's not coming back, she makes people in Bibo garden change their faces and almost tell the truth.
Jiang Luoyu heard that he was vaguely discontented and hesitant. His face did not change. On the contrary, he did not take it seriously: "it is good to have no objection Since she thinks that this is her own choice, she is at least better than me to choose for her, so that she can marry a person with resentment
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mianxing frowned and subconsciously retorted:" keshizi, you are not for her... "
Jiang Luoyu shook his hand and stopped him from saying, "let's just say it's her choice. Don't talk about these things."
"Yes." Mianxing should have lowered her body. When she raised her head again, she found that Jiang Luoyu seemed absent-minded and had no focus. Her fingers were a little bit red. She could not help asking, "son of God, are you - are you tired?"
Hearing the speech, the man in Qingyi was stunned for a moment, and then nodded lightly. His fingers rubbed the bulging Temples:
"it's too early to enter the palace today. I'm really tired. I'll go to see Mrs. Yun and Mu's alone. You can go back and lay the bed on the bed. I want to have a good sleep."
"Yes, son of God."
Sleeping star should be, looking at his son with two little maid, toward the direction of the east house, turned around to prepare to return to Bi Yuan, but before waiting for a few steps, he remembered an important thing. His eyes became strange and looked at the distant blue back, but it was rare to gossip like month by month.
"It's strange that the white Gemini hasn't come back yet. The son of the world still doesn't ask. Are they fighting again? How could it be so easy to quarrel again? It was very good yesterday. It was the same as what they said month by month last time. They said that they suddenly changed their faces... "
Now, the Zhen family in the prefecture's mansion is not good to see. What's more, the Duke of Qi has already collapsed. Jiang Ying is killed by Nan Jinglong, and Jiang Hui is put in the cold again. Jiang Xiong does not know how much he hopes the Zhen family will die soon and get rid of the shadow of the Zhen family.
In this case, the imperial concubine Mu got the best interests. Now, no one in the house has the right to fight with her.
When Jiang Luoyu went to see the Mu family, he came to visit the Mu family and his wife Yun. After having lunch with Jiang Yanjiang Bing, he returned to the Bibo garden to change clothes and rest.
When he wakes up again, the man in the quilt rubs his eyebrows and gets out of bed. His eyes turn to the dim sunlight outside the bed tent, and his eyes are floating.
It seems that all the people in the Bibo garden are aware that Jiang Luoyu is in a bad mood after he comes back. In the second half of the day, Jiang Luoyu is very careful not to touch his bad luck. Until after lunch, the sky gradually turns black. The person sitting alone behind the desk puts down his book volume and asks in a voice.
"When is it?"Month by month, he stood on the side of his body to grind ink. Hearing this, he immediately put down the ink block in his hand and looked at him with some worry: "son of the world, it's three shifts. Don't you have a rest?"
"I sleep a lot during the day, and I'm not sleepy now." The man in green waved his hand. He didn't even lift his head when he heard the speech. He just breathed out a long breath. His voice was weak and had no emotion. "You go to have a rest. Don't worry about me."
Hearing the speech month by month, she wanted to persuade her again, but when she saw the look on Jiang Luoyu's face at this time, she was suddenly surprised, and the whole person held her breath - such a look, she is not strange It was the expression that the only 15-year-old son woke up from the nightmare in the middle of the night after the news of the death of the carefree King Jiangying and the princess.
Seeing this look, she knew that she couldn't say another word, so she bowed her head and was ready to turn back.
"Wait"
before going out of the door, Jiang Luoyu's voice was heard again, and she turned back to her head every month: "what's the matter, son of a generation?"
In the dim light, there was a shadow on the eyelash cage, as if hesitating to flash, and so vague that nothing could be seen clearly.
It was a long time before his voice was heard again month by month.
“…… Nothing. You can go. "
Jiang Luoyu put his pen on the pen holder, stood up and blew out the candle in front of her. Before she could lift her hand to take off her green shirt, a sound of breaking through the air came from her ear. A sharp, snowy arrow came in from the gap of the window and was nailed to the wall behind him.
"Bang."
Looking at the bright arrow, the face of the people in the house changed, and the cold light flashed in his hands. He quickly opened the door of the house and went to the outer steps: "who?"
The darkness outside the house was quiet. There was no figure, not to mention the archer. However, he had just left soon and came back with chasing clouds month by month. Holding a flickering candle in his hand, he ran to Jiang Luoyu and looked up and down for a few times. He was relieved.
"My son, just now that was -"
JIANG Luoyu lowered her eyes and did not wait to ask again every month. Then she turned and walked towards the house and pulled out the small arrow on the wall. Unexpectedly, she saw the white cloth tied to the arrow.
Month by month, he held up his candle to illuminate the handwriting on the white cloth on his hand. He asked curiously, "son of the world, who sent you this letter?"
"Who else could it be After scanning the handwriting on the cloth at a glance, Jiang Luoyu's fingers trembled, but they soon tried to stop them. Her eyes were cold as a knife edge, and the people who saw them were filled with chills. "It's the enemy
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"chasing the clouds."
With the monthly arrival of the bodyguard said: "subordinate in."
"Protect Loba and loqin. They must not have an accident." After asking to chase the cloud, Jiang Luoyu narrowed her eyes and clenched the cloth in her hand. Her voice solidified in the dark, "I want to go out for a trip. No one has to follow me. If I don't come back tomorrow morning and go to Mu's house one month at a time, I'll say that I'm not fit enough to go out, and I won't be able to come to see me. "
After that, Jiang Luoyu raised her eyes and looked at the twins, who came quickly. At the same time, she handed him the cloth in her hand, indicating that he should remember the address on the cloth: "sleeping star, you should send a command to Uncle Meng quickly. Before dawn, you must surround here."
Sleeping star smell speech low body should be, turn to prepare to leave immediately, but once again hear Jiang luoyusen cold voice behind. "You can kill people, but don't let anyone find out."
Hearing this, mianxing only felt that the cold hair on his back stood up in an instant. He also remembered what had happened in the zongrenfu this afternoon. He could not help but feel a deep chill in his heart: "my subordinates obey me."
The sky became more and more dark, and there was a trace of purple in the black, like a gorgeous brocade spread in the stars, with beautiful patterns and no flaws.
A clattering of horse hoofs rattled past and drove toward the barren mountains in the northwest corner of Kyoto City. The white horse, like a white lightning that cleaved through the darkness, carried people floating in blue clothes on their backs, and soon disappeared on the spacious official road.
After running for more than an hour, the sky has changed from deep purple to rosy. The man riding on the white horse finally pulled up his horse's reins in a deserted forest, raised his hand to grasp his flying Cape, and stopped in a meadow surrounded by trees with sharp eyes, and said coldly.
"Who is your excellency? If you have the courage to shoot an arrow to invite my son out, but you have no courage to go out to see him? "