Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

Chapter 53
Mingyue's death did not cause much disturbance in Beijing, because she was not the only one who died in the fire.

As for the cause of the fire——

It is said that the jailer was drunk and accidentally knocked over the oil lamp, which caused a fire.Unfortunately, the prison guard was the closest to the source of the fire and had long been scorched. In the end, the case could only be closed by accident.

After hearing this, Ling Youyao still couldn't believe that such a smart and calm person died like this.

She always felt that things were not so simple.

Seeing her frowning, Yinzhu said: "Wangfei, is there something on your mind?"

"En." Ling Youyao came back to her senses, and asked instead, "Is the prince back?"

"Not yet."

Ling Youyao closed the account book, rubbed her temples, her eyes were a little confused: "Yinzhu, if you knew that someone very important would die in the future, and you would die with him, what would you choose to do?"

Yinzhu was startled, and didn't ask any more questions, but said seriously: "If that person deserves his crime and is doomed to die, then this servant will definitely stay away from him, so as not to be implicated by him."

"If that person was framed by others and died accidentally, then this servant will definitely try her best to save him."

"After all, that person is important, isn't it?"

When Yinzhu said the last sentence, she couldn't help but glance at Ling Youyao.

She has always been smart, she can understand some things without having to say them clearly, or maybe because she has been with Ling Youyao for a long time, she can always guess right.

After hearing these words, Ling Youyao asked herself in her heart: Did Fu Mingjue deserve what he deserved?

Is he doomed?

Is he important?

——The answer has already surfaced.

The balance of balance has long been tilted to the other side, Ling Youyao thought, probably since the queen mother said that sentence, she chose to stand on the same side as Fu Mingjue.

Perhaps from the very beginning, she was destined to have only this choice.

Ling Youyao suddenly realized, and said to Yin Zhu: "I want to make money."

"Ah?" Yinzhu didn't react, and then asked sincerely, "Are you short of money?"

The dowry alone fills up the storeroom, and there are several shops and Zhuangzi whose annual income can equal the income of ordinary people for ten years, so it doesn't look like they are short of money.

Ling Youyao patted her on the shoulder solemnly: "How can money be said to be lacking? Silver, of course, the more the better."

Yinzhu was helpless: "But what do you earn so much money for? Now the world is peaceful, and the dowry in the treasury alone is enough for you for a lifetime."

Hearing the words Tian Tian An Ning, Ling Youyao couldn't help but feel a little guilty: "Don't worry about this, let's go and see the shop tomorrow."

Fu Mingjue is going to rebel in the future, and she has already decided to help the tyrant. No, it should be a rainy day.

If Fu Xiuyun insisted on getting rid of Fu Mingjue, then she would spend all her financial resources to help Fu Mingjue ascend the throne; if Fu Xiuyun was merciful, she would take the money and stay away from the capital.No matter what the outcome is, she has a way out.

Although Yin Zhu didn't understand, she still supported her. Whatever the princess wanted to do, she could help.

In the evening, it rained heavily in the capital city. The pattering autumn rain fell and formed a hazy mist. Standing on the turret, Fu Mingjue saw the vermilion walls and cornices gradually blurring in the rain.

After a while, there was a sound of hurried footsteps coming from downstairs: "My lord, you really guessed it right."

Fu Mingjue returned his thoughts, and asked, "Did Jiang Zhou go back?"

"Yes" Jiang Liu held his breath. Seeing Fu Mingjue's indifferent expression, he couldn't help complaining, "The fire in the prison was not your fault at all. Your Majesty demoted you from the crime of not punishing Wanhong. This is really too much." It's not fair!"

Fu Mingjue looked at the rolling palace in the distance, and said in a low voice, "I've been busy for so long, it's time to take a rest."

"Your Majesty, but this is clearly Your Majesty." Jiang Liu wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Fu Mingjue.

"Your Majesty, it's not your turn to speak."

Jiang Liu shut his mouth, because he was really excited just now, this is the imperial palace, if those words reach His Majesty's ears, it will cause unnecessary trouble.

But His Majesty's move is clearly intended to weaken the prince's power!
Jiang Zhou was in command of the most elite team in the Xuanyu Guard, and the prince took great pains to transfer Jiang Zhou out of the general battalion, and within a few days, His Majesty transferred him back.

On the surface, Jiang Zhou was blamed, but what did His Majesty say that was not pointing at Sang and scolding Huai?

Jiang Liu felt resentful, and the noisy raindrops disturbed him even more, "My lord, what should we do next?"

Fu Mingjue clasped his big sleeves with both hands, with a slight smile on his lips: "If he can transfer people away today, he will send them back to me personally tomorrow."

The cold wind blew his loose robe with the rain, and the long eyelashes were stained with crystal rain at some point, but they soon melted into his eyes.

If he wants to do it, he can do it.

"Any news from Huaizhou?" Fu Mingjue asked as he walked downstairs.

Jiang Liu replied: "This morning's news report, Miss Ling has already boarded the boat to Suizhou, and it seems that she is going to Beijing."

"Sure enough, I'm still not reconciled."

"Should we send someone to stop it?" Jiang Liu opened the umbrella and separated the ten thousand zhang rain curtain.

Fu Mingjue raised his hand to wipe away the rainwater splashed on his face, and there was a hint of playfulness in his black eyes: "No, she wants to come, and there are people who want her to come. A person who is rushing to die, why should I stop him?"

Lingling's longing for the capital city has been in her mind since she can remember, and as she grows older, this idea becomes more and more intense.

Uncle Tang's family took root in the capital, and even her younger sister, who had never met, married King Jing, who was under one person and above ten thousand.While Ling Ling was envious, she also hated herself for not having such a good life.

Autumn nights are always cold at night, Ling Ling is wearing clothes, and squeezed into the messy cabin with her personal maid.

Three days ago, she was still the young lady of the Ling family who was about to marry into the Earl's Mansion. Anyone who knew her in Huaizhou city had to respectfully call her "Miss Ling".

But overnight, the world was turned upside down.

Her father was exiled, and her mother sold her property, just to protect her good status. The Ling family, which used to be aloof, fell into dust overnight.

It all happened so fast, it was like a dream.

Ling Ling looked at the ripples on the river being pushed away by the boat, and recalled her mother's words in her mind——

"Ling'er, when you were born, the fortune teller said that you will be rich and powerful in this life, and when the opportunity comes, you will be able to fly to the high branches."

"Uncle Yongchang's marriage will be divorced as soon as it is divorced. My Ling'er naturally has a better family waiting for her."

When Lingling heard this, she felt that her mother was talking in a dream, sobbing, "Mother, our family is gone, and my daughter may not be able to get married in this life."

Chang wiped away her tears, took out a jade pendant from her bosom and put it in her palm: "Ling'er, Huaizhou is too small, after we leave, you can go to the capital."

"Go to the capital and find your cousin."

　This is the end of the Mingyue chapter, and the official opening of the Lingling chapter~
　　
　
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