Chang Anqing

Chapter 388: Just around the corner
In the blink of an eye, it has been more than half a month since the Son of Heaven went to Huaqing Pool to recuperate. On this day, when the sun was setting, Li Sui was leaning against the window, looking at the bright red haze outside the lattice window. When Nian Nu walked in, he looked at Li Sui with one hand Zhi Yi, the afterglow of the setting sun fell on her cheeks, as if she was fascinated.

"princess."

Li Sui moved when he heard the words, and put down his left hand when he turned his head. When Nian Nu approached, Li Sui heard her say: "Princess, there are some unusual movements."

When Li Sui heard the words, his eyes moved slightly, he raised his eyes, and signaled Nian Nu to continue. Seeing this, Yu Nu walked out knowingly and waited outside the curtain. Nian Nu just said in a low voice with confidence: "For more than half a month, Liu Jie Yumu's house has been haunted by ghosts."

"Haunted?"

Seeing Li Sui raising his eyebrows with interest, Nian Nu nodded and continued: "For this reason, Liu Jieyu's father, Marquis Pingyang, is very nervous, and he is asking someone to exorcise ghosts at home regardless of day and night, but it doesn't seem to have much effect. However, the Pingyang Hou Mansion can still hear the strange sound of poetry reading every night, and the servants in the mansion also saw ghosts several times."

"Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts."

Hearing Li Sui's sarcasm, Niannu leaned closer to Li Sui's ear with a smile in his eyes and said, "The concubine is right. When I was curious, I ordered people to rush to the side of the Pingyang Marquis mansion to ask questions. After a few words, guess what—"

Seeing Niannu's trickery, Li Sui knew that it was time to get to the point. As expected, Niannu's words fell into Li Sui's ears, but they caused quite a stir.

"People in Pingyang Hou's mansion all said that the ghost seen at night was not someone else, but a doorman named Zhang Ying who died in the Hou's mansion a few days ago."

Hearing Nian Nu's words, Li Sui Yue felt that some invisible traces were sprouting like buds.

"The doorman entered Liu's residence before the Liu family entered Chang'an, and was still in his hometown in Bozhou. At that time, Liu Jieyu was only 13 years old. The two of them had a lot of intersection. After rushing to Bozhou quickly, I learned that this disciple and Liu Jieyu seemed to have a different relationship with others, and it was even rumored that the two of them seemed destined for life."

Li Sui's eyes flashed when he heard the words, and then he saw Nian Nu pointing out: "When Liu Jieyu entered the palace the year before last, that guest stayed in Bozhou, but this year he came to Chang'an again, saying that it was for next year's The imperial examination, but just a few days ago, this person died of illness in Pingyang Marquis—”

The seeds of doubt in Li Sui's heart emerged bit by bit, and he blurted out almost at the same time, "When did you die?"

"This year is July."

I see--

Li Sui's heart suddenly became clear when he heard the words, although his lips were smiling, it was much colder. No wonder Yang Chongyuan has been on the throne for so long, but he has only had children born to concubines from the former Taiwei's mansion, and this Liu Jieyu entered the palace In less than three years, the prince was born in one fell swoop. No wonder Jiang Lihua, who served Yang Chongyuan earlier than Liu Jieyu, has remained silent.

Li Sui couldn't help laughing out loud, the disdain and irony in it couldn't be more obvious.

I don't know what kind of face it would be if the dignified emperor who wanted to conquer the world knew how his delicate pillow man was plotting against him, plotting against his Yang's blood.

This is undoubtedly slapping him in the face.

She never thought that Liu's would dare to take such risks in order to preserve her prosperity and wealth, but she wanted to teach her to look up to her.

But it’s true, now that Yang Chongyuan has passed the age of knowing the destiny, although he often visits the harem, the concubines in the harem have been silent for a long time. Go to the temple outside the palace to cut hair and practice, and the ancient Buddha will be green for a lifetime.

Today's Jieyu Liu Shi is only 20 years old, Jieyu spent her entire life of youth, and she is used to the life of a concubine who is only favored by the six palaces, how can she bear it?And because of the Liu family, the Pingyang Hou Mansion, which was raised to heaven because of the Liu family, how can it continue its prosperity without Liu's favorite concubine?
OK--

It seems that someone is unyielding for this Zhang Ying, isn't this paving the way for her.

"Princess, should we discuss this matter—"

"Not urgent."

Li Sui looked at Nian Nu with a smile in his eyes, and said quite optimistically: "Mr. Liu is nothing to be afraid of, and her means are limited to this. Now let her be good for a while, just continue Just send someone to watch, but Yang Hongqing, Yang Hui's father and daughter, and Concubine De, must not relax. Now that the emperor left Chang'an and went to Lishan, it is time to separate from the prince. If I am not mistaken, It’s a good time to take advantage of it.”

"Yes."

……

At night, in a villa on the outskirts of Beijing, a young man in a black shirt stood under the weeping willows by the pool, watching a bright moon hanging in the night sky. The reflection, the surroundings are so quiet that only the sound of water is left.

"Ayan—"

At this moment, the woman's happy voice came from behind, the man turned around, and the moment he saw the woman, a smile brighter than the sun bloomed on his face.

"The county master—"

Almost at the same time, Yang Hui, the owner of Changle County, who was wearing a red pomegranate dress, rushed forward. He looked like a coquettish child at the moment, and he wrapped his arms around the man's neck. When his eyes met, Yang Hui couldn't restrain himself. Tsukiji stood on tiptoe and put his lips on the man's lips, choking the words in the man's throat.

Between lips and teeth, Yang Hui left shallowly, the distance between the two was so close that she could see that the person in front of her was still immersed in the love just now.

"I told you, call me Gillian."

"Gillian."

Hearing this call, Yang Hui smiled with satisfaction, and the next moment he heard the man say, "Why are you looking for me today?"

"Why, I can't see you if there's nothing wrong?"

Seeing that the man was about to explain, Yang Hui took his hand and put it on her stomach, and his soft words fell on his heart like a feather, stirring up thousands of huge waves.

"I am pregnant."

The man's pupils were shocked, and he looked down at the palm of his hand. At that moment, he seemed to feel the beating of another heart.

"you say--"

Before the man finished speaking, Yang Hui smiled and said, "Ah Yan, we have a child."

The moment the voice fell, the man was startled, but for some reason, he actually shed a tear.

"We, have a baby—"

Taking advantage of the situation, Yang Hui hugged the man's waist again, leaned his head on his chest and said softly: "Yes, you are going to be Aye, and our mother and I will need your protection in the future."

"Can I?"

After being silent for a long time, Yang Hui raised his head when he heard the man's words, "Don't you want to?"

Hearing this, the man took Yang Hui into his arms, tightened his hands bit by bit, and whispered in her ear: "How could I not want to, Gillian, do you know how much I miss you, how much I want to marry you, Let you be my wife, I know that my status is not worthy, but I can't help but think about it, but I know, it's just a dream—"

"Do you mind Cheng Shi?"

Feeling the slight stiffness in the man's hands, Yang Hui left his embrace, looked at him seriously and said, "Ayan, you know, I am the princess of Changle, the daughter of Prince Liang's mansion, for the sake of the family, my marriage with him is a It is doomed, but that is just a dead letter, I have never seen that powerless trash in my eyes, I love you, and I will only give birth to your child in this life, you are you, No one can replace him, and he and I will come to an end—”

Speaking of this, Yang Hui happily shook the man's hand: "Ayan, now I have a chance, as long as you do it, you will make great contributions, then we will go to ask Aye, please Ye let us be together, okay? For this child, he will definitely agree. "

The man's eyes fluctuated when he heard the words, and he said immediately: "What opportunity."

The next moment, Yang Hui leaned into his ear and whispered a few words, and the next moment he felt the shock and hesitation of the person in front of him.

"Ayan, from the very beginning, Aye tried to clear your identity with Liang Wangfu, and let you go to the East Palace. This moment is what you have been waiting for. Now you have established a firm foothold there, Aye said, Your Majesty will not Everyone knows that Prince Xi is an excellent opportunity for His Majesty to abolish the Crown Prince. As long as he succeeds this time, His Majesty will definitely give you a high-ranking official and rich salary. At that time, I can make peace with Cheng Shi—"

Seeing the slight wavering in the man's eyes, Yang Hui took his hand again and put it on his lower abdomen and said, "Ayan, don't you want to make a contribution, stay with me, and be with our children? We will grow old forever——"

Yang Hui's expectant voice rang in his ears, and the man clenched his fists bit by bit. In fact, from the moment he was inserted into the East Palace as the shadow of Prince Liang's mansion, he knew his mission, but he never Thinking, the prince of the Eastern Palace is such a kind and benevolent gentleman, which made him waver countless times.

But now, looking at the face in front of him that he longs for day and night, and loves to the bone, he can't say a word of rejection.

Definitely, he is a sinner.

"Okay, I'll do it."

Yang Hui burst into a smile like a summer flower when he heard the words, and threw himself into the man's arms again, but the next moment, a faint light flashed quietly in his eyes, carrying endless deep meaning and calculation.

The day when the East Palace Building collapsed should be just around the corner.

(End of this chapter)