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Her serious apology thanks, Mingze all uncomfortable, in her salute step back. The body retreats, but the umbrella in his hand is always on the top of Qingfeng's head. Most of his body is standing in the rain, coughing to cover up the embarrassment. Mingze lightly replies: "forget it."

Qingfeng didn't notice Mingze's action and insisted on explaining: "today I really thank you for telling my sister the news of leaving safely. Her safety is more important than anything to me." In the bright eyes that made him shine for many times, the sincere and firm light made Mingze feel palpitating. He envied that she had a loved one worthy of being cherished and the Qingling who could be remembered like this. This is what he can never expect.

This man is really strange. His eyes seem to be watching her and wandering. Does he listen to her again? Qingfeng frowned and continued: "in addition to tonight, I want to thank you for helping me many times before?"

"I didn't help you before. You don't need to thank me."

Mingze seems unwilling to mention the past, Qingfeng no longer said. The rain is bigger, the dense rain has woven into a big net, and the lightning is splitting down from the sky. The former dull thunder has now turned into deafening thunder. Under the white light of the lightning, Qingfeng finds that Mingze is standing in the wind and rain while holding her umbrella on her head. He is not burly, but very tall and straight, the night wind is very cold, her heart inexplicably warm, green maple smile loudly said: "I?? It's called Qingfeng. " He can say his sister's name, certainly also know her name, but, Qingfeng just want to tell him, her name.

A flash of lightning, the smile on her face, bright dazzling, Mingze's heart a violent earthquake, eyes a dark, cold voice back: "Niang Niang early back to the palace, humble leave."

Leave this sentence, Mingze will be in the hands of the big umbrella into the hands of Qingfeng, toward the direction behind Qingfeng stride away.

"Hello Qingfeng looks at him and leaves in a hurry. She looks like she has been slapped on her face. For the first time, she is ignored. Even Yan Hongtian's eyes have never been removed from her. He is just a bodyguard, but he ignores her again and again. Why is he so arrogant! Green maple angry, frustrated, but also with a little confused, disappointed, mixed feelings will set her in place, eyes straight staring at the road gradually disappeared in the cold back of the rainy night, unexpectedly forgot to leave.

"Master." Poria cocos came running with an umbrella, and saw Qingfeng standing alone in the rain with a big black umbrella in her hand, staring at a direction, full of resentment but with a trace of?? Aggrieved? Poria cocos along her line of sight to see, long palace road, in addition to the misty rain, nothing ah.

The rain is more and more big. The umbrella can't cover the scattered rain and the wanton night wind. Poria cocos cried out: "master, you are all wet. Go back to the palace quickly."

Ten fingers tightly hold the umbrella in the hand, until the fingertip turns white, green maple just take back the line of sight, turn around and go.

Heavy rain, lightning, thunder, such bad weather, families have been closed, few people walk on the street. I saw a chubby figure shuttling through the rain, covered by raincoats and bamboo hats, and turned several narrow alleys. The man stopped at the back door of a family, slapped the door twice, and the back door opened immediately.

Come familiar around into the backyard, stop outside a small room, knock on the door, immediately push the door into the flash. Entering the house, the man took down his hat and saw that he was an old man in his early sixties. Even if there is a coir raincoat to protect, the dark gray long shirt on the body, or wet most of the time, can not care about the embarrassment of the whole body, the old man bowed to salute and said: "my Lord."

This is a narrow room. There is an oil lamp burning on the low table. The light is dim. A man stands tall and stands alone in the room. He looks much younger than the old man. However, the old man always bows and has a humble attitude. His status as a man is obviously not low.

The man nodded his head to the old man and asked in a cold voice, "what does Shan Yulan want to do?"

The old man didn't dare to delay. He stepped forward and whispered in the man's ear: "Lord Hui, half a month ago, a bounty hunter killed a man, but the dead man was Yang Lu. Somehow, Shan Tixing found out the gold case of that year. These days, he has read all the files about the gold case three years ago, and it seems that he wants to overturn the case for retrial."

Outside, there was thunder and heavy rain. The old man's voice was almost covered by the thunder. The young man's eyebrows were slightly sharp and hummed: "I can't imagine that the case three years ago was brought back to him." Fortunately, he was not in the capital when he was out for trial, otherwise the gold would not be out of the capital.

The old man flattered and asked, "this old gold case has been brought up again. It seems that it also involves the prime minister's house and the general's house. Do you want a humble position?"

"Don't worry!" The man whispered and said harshly, "it has nothing to do with you. Naturally, someone will take care of the aftermath. Take advantage of Shan Yulan's energy to focus on the gold case, and close the case of stealing military provisions as soon as possible. Don't cut corners again! "

The old man's face was a little pale, and he was embarrassed. After a long time, he timidly replied, "my lord?? Shan reminded that the case had been submitted to tixingfu for review, and both the dossier and the prisoner were returned to tixingfu?? There's nothing we can do about it. "

"Waste!" The man glared at the old man, lowered his voice, and said: "without new doubts, no other witnesses, no evidence, how can he try?"You mean?? there was no testimony of witness after the conspirator passed away?! The old man suddenly realized, nodded repeatedly, complimented: "adult wise, adult wise!"

Peony flowering will pass, delicate flowers wilt, two months around the breeze palace of the beautiful flower fragrance is also gradually fade. Poria cocos with just boiled juice came to the maple house, tap on the door, there was no reply for a long time, Poria cocos gently pushed open the door, saw the thin figure sitting alone beside the round table in a daze.

I came back from the rain that night, and the master was really infected with the cold. Fortunately, it didn't matter. The Emperor didn't come back to Qingfeng hall. He didn't care about the master, and the Empress Dowager didn't order to summon him. The master hardly went out of the room. Most of the time, like now, he sat by a round table and looked out of the window. On a rainy night, he didn't know where the umbrella came from. He stood quietly under the windowsill, and sometimes the master looked at the umbrella in a daze.

Poria cocos gently handed the medicine bowl to Qingfeng and said, "master, drink the medicine while it's hot. Have a rest early." Qingfeng slowly raised his head, lazily picked up the medicine bowl, reluctantly drank the medicine juice, and then held his cheek to stay, and he didn't know what he was thinking. After that night, the master was often out of spirits and listless. Is it not for you?? The umbrella? Poria cocos tentatively said: "master, which palace is this umbrella? Do you want to send it back to me?"

Green maple glanced at the big black umbrella under the windowsill and thought of the cold look before Mingze left. She hummed: "no, just put it." He is such a puzzling and moody person that he doesn't care about a broken umbrella at all. Mood a burst of irritability, green maple waved to Poria cocos, said: "well, it's late, you don't have to wait, you go to sleep."

"Yes." It was just the mention of the umbrella, but the master got angry. It was no longer the lazy look. Poria Ling didn't dare to ask any more, but she knew that there must be something between the owner of the umbrella and the master. Pack up the medicine bowl, Poria cocos quietly back out.

Late at night, the room is quiet, only to hear the sound of the candle crackling, Qingfeng lazy lying on the table, eyes unconsciously fall on the ink umbrella again, she thought for a long time, or did not understand, she just told him her name, why he changed his face? She wants to thank him, want to meet him in this cold palace, this is also worth his anger? Since I don't want to provoke her, why do I often appear around her. Where on earth did she offend him? Mingze, what a strange man.

All of a sudden, there was a noise outside the hall. Qingfeng looked at the slanting moon outside the window. It was almost midnight. At this time of the day, every palace had a rest. Qingfeng pushes open the door to see, the noise is even louder. The eunuchs and maids in Qingfeng hall are all around the gate of the palace, stretching their heads to look out. Qingfeng goes to the courtyard and asks in a loud voice: "why is it so noisy outside?"

Poria cocos shakes her head and replies: "the voice seems to come from the East. I don't know what happened. Lan'er has gone out to inquire."

East? Most of the concubines lived in the West and the south, and there was an accident in the East?? Is it the Empress Dowager? Qingfeng secretly surmises that Lan'er just comes back and sees that Qingfeng is also in the yard. Lan'er's face is whiter. Qingfeng asks, "what happened?"

Lan'er bit her lip gently and whispered back for a long time: "Princess Chaoyun?? The cantilever killed itself

Suspended beam?? Suicide?! How is that possible? Princess Chaoyun, the Empress Dowager's darling, the emperor's sister! All the people in the hall were in a cold sweat. Qingfeng's heart trembled for a moment, and said, "what's the matter with the princess now?"

"Fortunately, the palace maid found out in time that the princess had been saved. The emperor called seven or eight doctors to the Qingxuan hall for consultation. At present, I don't know if the princess is out of danger." Lan'er only dares to inquire outside the Qingxuan hall. She's scared to death when she knows it's the princess.

Princess Chaoyun?? Is it a bitter plan, or is it really a hopeless one? Qingfeng thought about it and whispered in Fuling's ear, "Fuling, go to Qingxuan hall to have a look. If you have any news, report it immediately."

"Yes." Poria cocos nodded and hurried out of the hall.

The more Qingfeng thinks about it, the more afraid she is. No matter what reason the princess committed suicide for, if something really happened to her, the Empress Dowager will definitely put the account on her sister. She must not have an accident, otherwise?? She didn't dare to think about it.

As the night deepened, the noise outside faded away.