Mountains and rivers are in her palm

Chapter 67 The rain is about to come, Sun takes off the beads

Xiao Hongshen watched as Cong Huan walked out with his face covered, and another servant ran over to report: "Your Highness, the second master of the Yan family is waiting outside, do you want him to come in?"

Yan An also came here to tell Xiao Hongshen about the marriage bestowed by the Holy Majesty.

Xiao Hongshen's face was full of impatience, and Yan An was also a bastard, more than accomplished than failed.

So he waved his hand directly: "No see."

Yan An waited and waited, standing shivering in the cold wind, and finally saw the person who had just gone in to report come out.

"Has the Seventh Prince come back? I have something important to report here."

The servant had a cold face: "Your Highness hasn't come back yet, this lord should come back the next day." After saying that, he asked someone to take Yan An out directly.

Yan An watched the horse that the Seventh Prince exclusively owned in the stables was already grazing, and it was freshly replaced, so he knew in his heart that the Seventh Prince didn't want to see him anymore.

He also had a cold face at the moment, and walked out of the Seventh Prince's Mansion, looking at the closed door, he sneered and shook his sleeves.

"You are really arrogant, you are a fourth-rank official anyway, how can you be so negligent!"

He waited anxiously for Eunuch Xu to leave, and hurried over to report the news, who knew it would be such an attitude.

Fortunately, Yan Minsheng has been rescued now, and he is not in a hurry to turn to anyone now.

Now in the court, there is a clear distinction between the Seventh Prince and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and now that the emperor's health is getting worse day by day, the master of the state teacher is going out every three days, saying that he is looking for heaven and earth spiritual treasures for the Holy One, and using them to make alchemy to prolong life, but who? I know.

Thinking of this, Yan An also felt complacent. Sooner or later, the Seventh Prince would beg him.

He felt relieved, hummed a little tune, and walked towards the opposite direction of Zhen Guo Mansion.

Let's talk about the town government.

Inside the Buddhist hall.

Yan Wanqing was like a child who did something wrong, standing obediently outside the door. Inside the door was Mrs. Sun kneeling on the straw mat, chanting scriptures and chanting Buddha intently.

It has been more than an hour, and her legs are numb when she is standing. Congge tried to come over to help her several times, but Yan Wanqing stopped her with his eyes.

Finally, when Mrs. Sun got up, Yan Wanqing's eyes lit up.

"Come in." Sun said.

Yan Wanqing hurriedly crossed the threshold and walked in: "Mother."

When Mrs. Sun heard her shout, the indifference on her face finally disintegrated. She sighed: "You have always had your own ideas. Now you choose the Marquis of Northern Xinjiang, but you have other plans with Huaiyu?"

Yan Wanqing stepped forward to grab Sun's hand, but she held it in her palm instead.

"The clothes are so thin, and your hands and feet are cold. You cruel girl, you used your tricks on your mother." Sun couldn't help but glared at her fiercely.

Yan Wanqing knew she was wrong, stuck out her tongue, and said meekly: "You can't hide anything from your mother. My daughter does have a deal with Huaiyu, but I can't tell my mother now. My mother only needs to know that everything my daughter does is right now. It’s for the government’s plan.”

"The poison of Qianji, you are planning for the Yan family, and now you are married..." Sun's eyes are full of pain, and there is also a little anger: "I am afraid that you are not the only capable person in the Yan family, and they need you for everything. Rushing to the front, you are too incompetent to think about your mother."

Yan Wanqing was scolded, but she didn't dare to say anything.

"Tell me, what exactly are you and Huaiyu planning?" Mrs. Sun has been holding back this anger since the last Nanshan fire, and now that the eldest daughter is hiding it from herself, she feels even more uncomfortable.

If it hadn't been for the Qingxin mantra that she had just recited for an hour, I'm afraid she would have practiced family law by now.

Yan Wanqing was used to her mother's gentle, courteous and loving appearance, it was the first time that she was being so strict now, so she couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

In the past at home, it was always the father who sang bad faces, and the mother who sang bad faces, strict fathers and loving mothers, why is it different today.

"Say!" Sun yelled.

Yan Wanqing was taken aback: "Mother..."

"Don't forget, the people guarding Yanmen Pass are not only your father and brother, but also your mother's elder brother, husband and son. You shouldn't exclude me." Sun said solemnly, deep in her eyes there was something that had never happened before. deep.

"Before the imperial edict came down, I proposed with your father to return home, and your father agreed, but he didn't expect the edict to come so quickly, and not only the Zhen Guo Mansion, but also the General Mansion went to Yanmen Pass together. The eldest son of the Sun family broke his leg while riding a horse and stayed at home. All the men from our Yansun family were sent out. There is nothing in it, so there is something wrong with it." Sun snorted coldly: "You Is it only you who can see the situation clearly?"

"At the moment, in the twelfth lunar month of winter, there is no news from outside the Great Wall. The court is turbulent, and the Seventh Prince and the Crown Prince are fighting for the heir. You choose to marry Huaiyu at such a critical juncture, and you want to directly remove the undercurrent from the Zhen Guo Mansion." , but you forgot one thing." Sun's face was calm, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Yan Wanqing's heart tightened: "Mother, please tell me."

"This is a storm aimed at the Yansun family. There is no way to avoid it." Sun said word by word: "Mother only hopes that you don't rush to the doctor in a hurry, and pull the Beijiang Marquis into the water. They are far away." In northern Xinjiang, we could have picked them clean and avoided this disaster."

Sun's words exploded in Yan Wanqing's ears, enlightening her like a thunderbolt.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly walked in from outside the door, it was clearly Huaiyu who was worried about Yan Wanqing.

I don't know how long she listened outside, but she went straight into the Buddhist hall and closed all the doors.

Under Sun's astonished gaze, she stretched out her hand and tore off the hair crown.

Yan Wanqing exclaimed: "Huaiyu!"

All three thousand strands of hair were scattered, making the already feminine face even more charming. Huaiyu walked up to Mrs. Sun, knelt down on her knees, took out a letter from her bosom, and handed it to Mrs. Sun.

"This is a letter from my mother to my aunt, please read it."

Sun frowned tightly, unable to believe everything in front of her eyes: "You, why are you..."

Yan Wanqing saw that things had turned into what it is now, and couldn't help but sigh: "Mom, let's read the letter first."

Fortunately, Mrs. Sun is also a person who has seen strong winds and waves. She took the letter from Huaiyu's hand, slowly opened it, and read all the contents of the letter at a glance.

It took a long time for her to find her voice.

"Northern Xinjiang...is it so severe?"

Huaiyu nodded heavily: "Mother can no longer protect me, that's why she let me go to Beijing to avoid disaster."

Sun squeezed her palm tightly, her eyes were full of dark fire, and she sneered.

"A group of filthy rats who can't see the light, they have forgotten how they survived back then, how dare they have such dirty thoughts!"

"This is the end of the battle. Auntie doesn't have to worry about Beijiang being implicated. This time, everyone will be honored and humiliated. My secret is also a time bomb. There is no way out now."

Sun closed her eyes, and some pictures from that year flashed in her mind.

After opening his eyes, he regained his composure.

She stretched out her hand and pulled Huaiyu up from the ground.

"These years, you and your mother have suffered."

Huaiyu choked with sobs and shook his head.

Mrs. Sun gently placed the string of Buddhist beads in her hand on the table in the Buddhist hall, knelt down and prostrated three times, and then walked out of the Buddhist hall, pulling Yan Wanqing with one hand and Huaiyu with the other.

Maitreya in the Buddhist hall is still kind, and the string of Buddhist beads has been completely forgotten on the table.

Sun, don't need it anymore.

(End of this chapter)