Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

I held the tea cup in both hands and thought for a long time, Shen said, "Light cold, do you still remember that you told me that Pei Yuanzhang's money and his soldiers are still missing?"

Qing Han nodded.

I looked into his eyes: "Will it be--"

The light in his eyes also seemed a bit messy, staring at the candlestick in front of him for a long time without talking, apparently he hadn't figured out why.

"This is hard to tell."

"..."

"From my point of view, his money and his soldiers were white at this time, and it was not good for him."

"..."

"But if, as you guessed, it has something to do with it, I'm afraid--"

He did not finish, but I also understood from his flashing eyes. If this trip to the northwest is really related to Pei Yuanzhang's money and his soldiers, I'm afraid this trip will be very difficult.

At this time, Qing Han coughed again, and I realized that it was too late. He was so tired that he might hurt his body again.

I hurried up and patted his back to help him, and said softly, "What's wrong? Is it uncomfortable? Would you like me to call Yao Lao?"

As he coughed, he smiled and waved his hand: "It's so serious, but just two coughs, don't make a fuss."

"This is not a trivial matter."

"I know, I know," he stopped coughing, turned back with a smile, and held my hand: "You look at you, you just say me, isn't your hand so cold? Call you so late Get up, maybe you can't sleep well tonight! "

"I'm okay, it's the same for going to bed late and going to bed late."

"But without such a statement, it is better to go to bed early than to sleep late." He looked into my eyes and said earnestly: "Well, everything will wait until the emperor sends someone out tomorrow to finish the search in the city, before you say, go to sleep!"

"Well," I nodded. "Then you go to bed earlier."

He responded, and I went out, closed the door, and still heard the suppressed low coughing faintly heard in the room, I sighed and returned to my room.

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That night, as he said, after returning to the room, he couldn't sleep over and over. In the early hours of the morning, I heard the neat footsteps downstairs. It should be someone sent out by the Royal Forest Army and started a search in the city.

Although I didn't sleep all night, I didn't get tired, so I just got up.

When I pushed the door out, I saw Qing Han also opened the door and walked out.

As soon as he saw me, he said, "I went back to bed so late last night, why did I get up so early today?"

I dare not tell him that I didn't sleep last night, and I was afraid he would miss me again, so I slapped haha: "I fell asleep after coming back last night, and now I am more energetic than you. You look at you, the corners of your eyes It's green. "

He subconsciously touched the corner of his eye, then smiled: "I'm still a patient."

I glanced at him: "Just know."

The two talked a few gossips, and I turned to look out, then said, "What are you going to do so early?"

"I want to come to you."

"Find me? What's the matter!"

"Did you not say yesterday that you saw a very special armor in the ironsmith's shop? It's all right today. I want to go over with you to see."

"Do you remember this?"

He smiled faintly, but his slightly curved eyes seemed to show a little less simple light: "I always think this thing is-fun. Anyway, it's okay today, anyway, I think it's long. Let's learn! "

I thought about it. It happened that nothing happened today. Besides, I was a bit uneasy about the armor, and nodded, "Well, I'll take you to see."

So we went out of the station together.

On the way, I obviously felt that the atmosphere in Fengxiang City was a little different from yesterday.

Although the doors and windows of households are not tightly closed, the sentry on the road is obviously more than yesterday. The people are also very sensitive to these things. The emperor was surprised when they came to such a small town. Now it is even more amazing. The city strictly inspected pedestrians in the past, which is obviously telling everyone that there will be a change in Fengxiang City.

Looking at the sparse pedestrians on the road less than yesterday, I sighed and lowered the curtain gently.

Qing Han only looked up at me and said nothing.

Yesterday, the street was not far from the post station. The carriage came to the intersection after a short while. The lane was too small. The carriage would definitely block the road when we went in. So we got out of the car and went slowly. Go inside.

The alley was more lively than on the street. As I walked, I saw a lot of people in front of me, and some people were shouting something.

Looking closely, it seems to be the door of the ironsmith.

Is there something wrong?

I looked at Qing Han and hurried forward, and just when I was outside the crowd, I heard the father Hu said loudly: "Don't stop me, I must kill this little bunny today!"

Immediately afterwards, I heard Hu Ainiang crying: "No, old man, three generations of single transmission in your family, if you kill him, how can you be worthy of your family's ancestors!"

"Sorry for the ancestors?" I heard Father Hu panting, as if he couldn't even breathe, Shen said: "This beast is sorry for the ancestors. He dare to steal our benefactors. Go sell! "

After speaking, he roared again: "I killed you beast!"

Noisily, another man screamed, "I didn't steal it!"

"Dare you lie ?! I will kill you!"

Qinghan and I stood outside the crowd. After listening to this for a while, I probably understood what was going on. Then I carefully moved away from the crowd in front and walked slowly. Sure enough, I saw a mess at the door of the iron shop. Holding a sturdy wooden stick in it, he was chasing after his lean son. His son scrambled and rattled. People around him screamed at him, and he couldn't escape. The stick hit several times. And Madam Hu was holding Hu's waist tightly, crying with tears, trying to stop him.

Me and Qinghan just turned away the two people in front of me, and Dad Hu's son was panicking. Seeing someone here let Kai Kai hit him, Dad Hu saw he was about to run away, and threw the stick in his hands. When he came over, he was hitting Qing Han's arm.

"Oops!"

Qing Han was beaten a little, and I hurriedly reached out to protect him: "What's wrong? Where did it hit you?"

He rubbed his arms: "It's okay, just hit it."

Between us, Dad Hu's son stooped and rushed out of the crowd.

Dad Hu didn't lose his breath, and had to catch up with his son, but his son was as thin as a mouse and wandered about in the crowd. Soon he disappeared.

Dad Hu stubbornly gave up.

He turned his head and said to Qing Han, "This man, don't you hurt you!"

Qing Han smiled with his arms folded, "It doesn't matter, old man."

Father Hu raised his head again, and saw me standing behind her, and immediately said, "Hey, you--"

I saw that Qing Han was indeed not injured, so I was relieved and smiled: "Dad Hu, I am here again."

Father Hu's face was still angry, and he looked at his son who had run away in the distance, and then sighed, "Let the two jokes."

I smiled and waved.

At this time, the people who were watching the surroundings gradually dispersed. I walked over and lifted up the paralyzed Hu, who was crying almost out of breath, and said softly, "Ma'am, don't cry, watch out. Hurt yourself. "

Madam Hu climbed up from the ground crying, she probably had a disease on her own, and was just shocked and scared. At this time, she was a little unstable, and I kept holding her arm. On the other side, Father Hu was right Qing Han said, "My son, I was hitting you just now. Go up, and the old man will find some medicine and rub it for you."

So a few of us went into the iron shop and followed their old couple up the second floor.

The crowd outside the crowd was dispersed, and the noise of the hustle and bustle gradually calmed down, leaving a strange silence on the two-story building. I was here yesterday. This time, I was familiar with helping Aunt Hu to walk back to the bed and lie down, while Father Hu took Qing Han to the other side and took out his wounds to wipe him.

I glanced back. The wooden frame with the armor yesterday was empty, and only the crimson clothes remained.

I could not help but snorted.

That fine armor was really stolen and sold by his son?

On the other side, Qing Han rolled up his sleeves to expose his upper arm, and it turned out to be bruised. Fortunately, it was not a serious injury. Father Hu was engaged in ironsmithing and was familiar with it. After that, he rubbed it **** the bruised wound, and said after a while: "Okay, it will be fine when the swelling is gone."

Just when Dad Hu gave Qinghan the medicinal liquor, he probably hurt so much. He kept gnashing his teeth. At this time, he breathed a sigh of relief, put down his sleeves, and smiled, "Thank you very much."

Dad Hu said: "The son said, if it wasn't for the old man, you wouldn't be hurt!"

Qing Han smiled, lowered his sleeves, and said inadvertently, "Yes, why did the father hit that person? Is he your son?"

Father Hu did not answer, but looked up at me again: "The two are here today--"

Without waiting for me to speak, Qing Han smiled and said, "We are out here today, and we came here accidentally, and when we saw this lively place, just came over and didn't expect--"

At his words, I also understood that he did not intend to show his intention to see the armor.

That armor has been stolen and sold by Dao Hu's son. Dao Hu is now in a rage. If others show a shudder at that armor, I am afraid he will not say a word.