Black Moonlight, after her robbery

The sunlight was dim and unclear, falling lightly on Ti Zhen's face like a wisp of ashes. He didn't comb his hair, and wore it loosely. His tone was languid, with a hint of exhaustion in it, "Why are you here?"

Wen Yu stood close to her desk and could clearly see her haggardness, "If I don't come, you will starve to death."

He picked up a slightly cracked mirror from the ground, "You used to love beauty the most, and you always carried a mirror with you. Now how long has it been since you looked in the mirror? Even if you are sad or depressed, tidy up and move forward. It's okay to just walk away, so why bother letting yourself go so far?"

He held her hand tightly and said, "Besides, these things are never your business alone. The world's world and changes are not something you, a little girl, can change."

Ti Zhen reluctantly raised his head and smiled lightly, "I know... not even Daluo Jinxian can change what has happened. I just..."

"Just feeling defeated."

She carefully touched the stacks of files, "I didn't feel this way before, because I had never lost anything. I thought it had always been like this, until these days, I inexplicably thought of many deceased people, and realized... I don't know why. When was it that I wasn’t as good at predicting things as I thought…”

She was silent for a moment, "Just like Sister Cui said, I should have known that Han Ying hated me so much that he might attack the people around me, but why didn't I think of it? It's because I'm too conceited... conceited. I feel like things should be rehearsed according to my settings...but,"

As if remembering something, my throat felt like I had swallowed a green plum, sour and choked.

Cangran sneered and laughed at himself: "I used Chen Xijun, but I didn't expect that she would kill the queen. I wanted to compensate the princess, but I didn't expect that she would be forced by my brother to marry... A series of things happened, and now it is my last accident. Good friend."

There was a thin layer of warmth and pity in his eyes, and he tried his best to suppress it, "Oh... I'm really useless..."

Wen Yu looked at her calmly, shook his head slowly and said, "Victory and defeat are common matters for military strategists. Even Zhuge Kongming may not be able to predict it. Victory and defeat often occur. Success is gratifying, but defeat is not a pity. If you only live by If failure determines merit, then there will be no emperors or generals with outstanding achievements."

"Zhen'er, no one is perfect in this world, and you can't underestimate yourself." He frowned, but his eyes were as clear as water.

"You also told me before that if you don't have the courage to try in life, then there is really no possibility of making a comeback."

Listening to how precious he was every word, long tears rolled down silently from Ti Zhen's cheeks, "Really... I have been hit too many times, and my memory has become worse. I can't remember..."

He got closer to her, "It doesn't matter whether you remember it or not. What's important is that I remember it for you."

He opened the food box and slowly took out a bowl of white porridge and blew it slowly, "I don't know exactly what Zhou Yishui told you that day, but if I can get justice for Zhou Yishui by following the investigation, no matter what the cost, I will No matter what."

He paused, scooped a spoonful and fed it to her, "I put down the porridge stewed with red dates and snow clams early, and poured it with brown sugar. It's your favorite. ... Have a sip of the porridge first, and we'll talk about other things later."

Sweetness was originally her favorite smell, but the porridge was mixed with brown sugar and was as red as blood. It reminded people of Zhou Yi's eyes, which were blurry with blood, and she suddenly felt nauseated in her chest.

I pushed his hand away and waited for a long time before I felt comfortable. "Zhou Yishui was implicated by me. I just want to avenge him and cut Han Ying into pieces. I'll leave it alone for now."

Wen Yu looked at the white jade cup with lotus pattern in his hand and sighed deeply: "Sadness and stomachache are not lasting things."

"It's true that I'm sad, but it's not like I didn't do anything, I just gained little."

She looked at him, unable to suppress the doubts and unwillingness in her heart: "Yao Lou... Yang Zu has already visited it. It has been renovated into an apricot orchard. There is not even a human figure, and there is no one digging three feet into the ground."

"I even now doubt whether what Zhou Yishui brought to me was directed and acted by Han Ying... I don't know how cautious he is. It's just..." She tried to stand up, but because she had been sitting for so long, she couldn't stand up. My ankles were numb and soft, and I was exhausted. I felt weak and fell down top-heavy.

"careful!"

Wen Yu anxiously went to help her, but because he grabbed it too quickly, he accidentally knocked over the hot porridge on the table, which instantly soaked the piles of old files.

His heart suddenly stirred, and Ti Zhen woke up almost instinctively. He hurriedly rushed to the file and wiped it with his sleeve. However, when he glanced at the paper, his whole body froze there, as if he were lying on ice.

"The autumn moon is thick... She was born in Chang'an and was a prostitute in Yaolou. She was killed in a fire in the first year of Jiajing. His son Dieguan stayed in Yongzhou in the eighth year of Xiande. In the same year, he was sold to Han Mingqi as a bookboy. In the ninth year of his reign, he moved south with his master. Unknown..."

The more he looked at it, the bigger his eyes became and his heart tightened.

All the truth, from some fragmented but clear words, fell into words on this piece of paper. Although I had known for a long time that the arson case in Yaolou must be related to Han Ying, I never thought that there was such a big connection!

Seeing that the emotion on her face became very excited and intense, Wen Yu hurriedly picked up the scroll and looked at it, "What's wrong?"

But I heard her sneer, "I know where Han Ying is..."

In the palace at that time, the scent of ambergris was still lingering. After counting the time, Li Guang reported to the emperor with his fingers, "Princess Shi has been locked up in the archives office for four days, and she has not used up all the rice for four days."

The emperor lowered his face, with a hint of shrewdness on his cautious face: "Han Ying is right. If King Qin is a fierce tiger, then Shi Shi is his claws. As long as his claws are polished, no matter how ferocious the tiger is, It’s just a cat.”

"Yes," Li Guang said calmly: "However, I heard that the princess went out for the first time this morning."

The emperor half sighed, "Really?"

Li Guang smiled and said nothing, "It's all under His Majesty's control. In fact, it's not surprising. It's worth it... Han Ying knows how to punish the heart. Compared with death, the most painful thing is not living or dying. And Zhou Jieyi has been disabled , the position of Minister of the Ministry of Personnel is also vacant, and Your Majesty can also make long-term plans."

"I don't need to discuss it, it's Hu Yanyan and his ilk who should discuss it."

The emperor said, his lips and teeth were trembling, "As the saying goes, a hundred insects can die without stiffness. If you want to die cleanly, you must start with internal strife. A strong woman who desires to be in power is destined to be overthrown by the power of her colleagues. Suppress, let’s see!”

Li Guang held his thin body firmly, "Yes, Han Ying hates Shi so much that he knows exactly what to do."

The emperor sneered and nodded, trying to calm his mind, but he couldn't help but cough, which made his heart and lungs hurt. After he stopped for a long time, he noticed blood staining his sleeves.

Li Guang was so startled that his eyes widened. He turned around and was about to call the imperial physician. The emperor grabbed him and said, "No need. I know I don't have much time left. If I scare the imperial physician and the news spreads outside the palace, I will only I’m afraid it will be detrimental to the prince’s situation.”

"His Majesty……"

"It's a day that can delay it. I only hope that what I do today can help the prince. If he can keep the throne, it will be good. If he can't, it can only be God's will. I am just afraid..."

The emperor hesitated to speak, "Although King Qin is gentle and tolerant, his princess is really not a merciful person. If she wins, she will definitely kill Xi'er! I... must first Hold her down!"