Princesses are always forced to blacken

Chapter 72 Disaster is approaching ([-])

Night fell again, and the snow reflected the night, as if it were day.

The falling snow that had drifted away for a day finally showed a tendency to stop.

The goose feather snow turned into light snow, getting smaller and smaller.

In the imperial study room, Emperor Yu spent a whole day reviewing the memorials, and only now did he rest.

The new year is approaching and there will be a lot of government affairs. The rumors about the Seventh Prince in Langjing today, Manager Yun never bothered Emperor Yu until now.

Knowing what Yun Mujingna had done, Emperor Yu rubbed his brows weakly, a trace of fatigue floated on his face.

"Where is Su Er! Did you hurt Jing'er?"

"Back to the emperor, the Second Young Master Su just tore the Seventh Prince's dress, not hurt." Director Yun still had lingering fear on his face, he was so frightened that the dust in his hand almost fell when he heard it.

Why can't the Seventh Prince let the emperor feel at ease, and why he insists on provoking Second Young Master Su? Isn't this embarrassing the emperor?

"This Jing'er is getting more and more outrageous. Where is he now?"

Yun Mujing was fine, only then did Emperor Yu get angry, the emperor was furious.

"Back to the emperor..."

Manager Yun showed a distressed expression, the Seventh Prince went to the mausoleum of Imperial Concubine Jing after returning from Prince Yun's mansion, and hadn't come out yet.

When mentioning Emperor Jing's noble concubine, Emperor Yu's body was billowing with anger and quickly disappeared, and vicissitudes of life appeared in those emperor's eyes, the handsome and gentle face had traces of time, and the lines at the corners of his eyes became darker.

"Forget it, I am ashamed of Yao'er in the end."

With a sigh, Emperor Yu got up and walked to Yunchen Palace, his straight body seemed a little hunched.

"The son can't help the father, let him go!"

But at this moment, outside the side door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, a mysterious man in a black cloak came down from the carriage against the wind and snow that was getting smaller and smaller.

The snow-colored light reflected his figure and disappeared into the side door.

In the place of the study room, candles were burning brightly. The butler of the Prime Minister's Mansion led the man forward, bowed his head, entered the study room, and took off the cloak.

Prime Minister Yao immediately stepped forward to kowtow.

"The old minister kowtowed to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"Grandpa, please get up quickly."

Yun Murui strode forward to support Prime Minister Yao who had just bent his knee, but did not let him kneel down.

"Please sit down, Your Highness."

Raise your hand please.

Yun Murui supported Prime Minister Yao to sit down, and poured tea for Prime Minister Yao himself.

"Grandpa, grandson came to disturb grandpa so late, we have something to discuss."

Prime Minister Yao took the cup and motioned for the crown prince to sit down too.

He knew what the prince came to say.

The prince sat down and sipped his tea, and said, "Grandpa, yesterday the daughter of the Su family went to Prince Yun's mansion by order, and today in Langjing it was reported that the Seventh Emperor's younger brother acted recklessly in disregard of etiquette. What do you think, grandpa?"

Prime Minister Yao stroked his gray beard and glanced at the crown prince.

The blue eyes are shrewd and wise, thick and refined.

"Your Highness came to see the old minister at such a late hour, so His Highness must have made up his mind."

There is also a touch of wisdom in the prince's eyes.

"Grandpa, just came the news from below. Due to the heavy snow these days, the snow peak in Tianguguan County has collapsed, the Tianxian Valley Road has been blocked, Tianguguan County has been trapped, and the snow disaster is serious. An urgent report will be sent to the court in a few days."

What the prince said has nothing to do with Su Rao's trip to Prince Yun's mansion yesterday, and it has nothing to do with the actions of the Seventh Prince.

Prime Minister Yao stroked his beard again, understanding the hidden meaning of the prince's words.

There was silence in the study, and after a while, there was an affirmative question:

"His Royal Highness has made up his mind."

"Grandpa, Father has already made a move..."

Yun Mujing didn't show any hesitation, and the majesty of the prince between his eyebrows brought out a dark color, like the feeling of black clouds pressing down on the city.

Regardless of whether the father is planning for the Seventh Emperor, or wants to take back the military power of the Su family, he can no longer continue to wait for the profit, otherwise once the military power of the Su family falls into the hands of the emperor...

If the father intends to let the seventh emperor replace him...

"What do you think, Your Highness?"

Prime Minister Yao understood that he did not intend to stop the prince's decision.

"Grandpa." The cup slowly turned in his hand, the prince's eyes were full of sagacity, and he said in a low voice, "it's really unlucky that such a natural disaster will happen on the occasion of the new year. Father will definitely send one of our princes to come Go to disaster relief to comfort the hearts of the people.

What happened a few days ago, Yun Muyi aroused my father's suspicion, and now the seventh younger brother has done something that disregarded his status as a prince and disregarded the dignity of the royal family, my father will definitely send me or my sixth brother to go there.

Coincidentally, a batch of year-end goods in the Cang Pavilion were also trapped in Tianguguan County. With Su Rao's heart for Mr. Xiao, as long as we release Mr. Xiao, he will be in Tianguguan County at this moment. If she is obsessed with love, she will definitely go there secretly.

But with Yun Muyi as a person, such a good opportunity to make meritorious deeds is missed by him, he is determined to be unwilling to make a difference, then we can..."

After that, lower your voice.

"Your Highness's scheme kills two birds with one stone." Prime Minister Yao stroked his beard, and Ming Rui nodded, "It's just that we can't release the news about the trapped goods in the Liao Pavilion. The daughter of the Su family is now living in Prince Yun's mansion, and the son of Jiyue is in a daze. , This matter needs to be informed by others, and it must be ensured that Mr. Xiao must show up in Tianguguan County, so that His Highness's plan can be foolproof."

Seeing Prime Minister Yao's affirmation of him again, the crown prince's majesty of the crown prince deepened, and the sense of oppressiveness gradually disappeared.

His eyes are full of wisdom.

He already has a suitable candidate for this matter.

As for Mr. Xiao's appearance...

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The snow that fell for a whole day and night finally stopped in the morning of the next day.

Yesterday, goose feathers and heavy snow fell in flakes, and today the world is completely vast.

The thick snow in Qingfeng Residence has been swept away long ago, and the white jade marble in the courtyard is washed clear and bright by the color of snow.

Only the luxuriant bamboo forest is still snow-colored and has not been cleaned.

In the morning, just like yesterday, morning running and reading, Su Rao seems to have forgotten what happened yesterday, and was completely immersed in the ocean of books one morning. She found that more than half of the books in Yunji's study What she read when she was a child was not only on the shelf of yesterday.

A morning passed in a flash, and it was only in the afternoon that I started to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Because of Yun Mujing's matter yesterday, Su Rao never went to study with Yun Ji in the afternoon, and Yun Ji never asked Yun Feng and Yun Ling to call her.

Indoors, the bright red fire dispels the cold wind, and a piano table, with jade fingers caressing it, moves gently, with clear and bright strings, rippling and floating in the atrium, and feeling like it is slowly winding around the beam.

Su Rao sat on the soft couch beside her, with the soft mink fur covered half of her body by the blanket, she closed her eyes and listened, the quiet heart was so sudden and peaceful yesterday afternoon, a melodious song, pure and clear.

After the song, Su Rao's mind was still immersed in it, until a faint scent of medicine invaded her nose and penetrated into her heart, Su Rao opened her eyes, her peach blossom eyes gave a glance of admiration, and she applauded without hesitation.

"Yunji, you really amaze me more and more. Today I just know what is the sound of fairy music, and the birth of the cochlea is really worthy of being the light of the cloud and sky, loved by thousands of girls."

Let's applaud, and give a thumbs up directly.

Yun Ji sat aside, smiling, "Fourth Young Master Su seems to have quite good knowledge in qin music, since you have had him teach you a thing or two, you should be able to do it after all, just come and play a piece, and I'll listen to it. "

"it is good."

Su Rao didn't hesitate to be modest, she responded directly and walked to the piano case.

The whole body of Yun Ji's qin is moon white, and the strings are also the color of moon white. It feels as warm and moist as jade to the touch, and the warmth and slipperiness of the fingertips is more like jasper.

With just such a touch, Su Rao knew that this Guqin was hard to come by. After rubbing it with her green fingers, she couldn't wait to lightly pick the strings of the moonlight with her fingertips, and there was a clanging sound, which was crisp and sweet.

She knows qin music, encounters bosom friends in high mountains and flowing waters, and ambush on bloody battlefields from all sides.

Thinking of the song 'Ambush from Ten Daggers', Su Rao suddenly turned her eyes to look out of the window lattice, the vast snow in the bamboo space caught her eyes, but in her bright peach blossom eyes, only the thick blood color was left.

The fingertips moved suddenly, and the sound of mourning and wailing suddenly rose, the blood stained the battlefield, and the corpse was shrouded in horse leather. What Su Rao played was the battlefield of killing and killing, but what he wrote was the torment in his heart, which can only be relieved by using the sound of the piano.

From the beginning of the battle, the sound of the piano was killing and killing, and the bloody killing at the climax, with corpses everywhere, the warm smile on the corner of Yun Ji's mouth faded away, and she kept facing Su Rao, her eyes under the moon-white veil seemed to tremble a bit , because the white satin covering his eyes moved slightly.

Only for an instant.

"Su Rao, it's okay, stop, this piece of music score is too murderous, it's not suitable for you."

The cool voice was like a trickle, brushing through the atrium, gurgling in Su Rao's heart, but it never cleared her red eyes like last time.

The sound of the piano didn't stop, but became more and more urgent, and the souls of injustice were waiting for the sad sky.

Suddenly, there was another clank, and the strings of the qin were broken, such that the ice jade strings were actually broken by the drop of water coming from the couch.

The string was broken, and the sound of the piano was naturally forced to stop.

(End of this chapter)