Driving into the palace from the Qingguo Palace, you need to detour to Rongjing Lane, the junction of the West City and the East City. Because this lane spans the two cities, it has become the most prosperous street in the imperial capital. Before reaching Maozheng, the streets are already overcrowded. , the crowded road made it difficult for carriages to pass, Tong Ying opened the curtain, glanced at the already bright sky, and said anxiously: "Xiaoyun, go down and see what's going on, when can we enter the palace with such a stop and go?" .”
Hearing this, Xiaoyun raised the curtain and came out, looking at the heads that could not be seen, frowning: "Uncle Zeng, think of a solution quickly, if we delay any longer, the lady will not be able to make it to the flower viewing party!"
"Miss Xiaoyun, you've seen it too. It's not that I don't want to leave, it's that I really can't leave." The coachman frowned and said.
Yes, with so many people, it was impossible to leave at all. Xiaoyun stamped his feet in the car anxiously, but he couldn't think of a solution.
At this moment, there was a sound of gongs. Xiaoyun looked up and saw a group of officers and soldiers approaching. Except for the officers and soldiers at the front who were holding gongs, the other two rows of officers and soldiers were all holding long guns.
"Official officers are handling the case, and irrelevant persons should get out of the way quickly!" After saying that, the drumstick in his hand hit the gong with a "dong" sound, and the harsh copper sound echoed in the street.
"Hurry up!"
"Stay back, hurry up!"
"Oh, who stepped on my foot!"
In the chaos, several noises were heard from time to time in the crowd. The officers and soldiers holding the gong frowned, grabbed the drum stick and struck it twice: "Quiet!"
When the whole street was completely quiet, the officer and soldier shouted at the top of his lungs again: "Come here, bring them up!"
In the blink of an eye, some officers and soldiers dragged a woman with disheveled hair out and shouted: "Kneel down!" After saying that, without waiting for the woman to take action, he kicked the woman in the crook of her leg. The woman was caught off guard and leaned forward, falling directly to the ground. .
"Get up!" The officer and soldier were dissatisfied with the woman's reaction, and grabbed her hair and pulled her back.
The woman cried out in pain, and raised her head to reveal an unattractive face. Xiaoyun looked stunned after seeing the woman's face clearly, and then fear filled her eyes. She covered her mouth and fell down on the edge of the car, staring blankly. Looking at the wailing woman not far away, two lines of clear tears flowed from her eyes. How could it be Xiaojia? They had only seen her last night. What happened in the middle!
In the carriage, Tong Ying was upset by the screams outside. She opened the curtains and was about to take out the token from the Qingguo Palace to let the officers and soldiers be accommodating. Unexpectedly, she happened to see Xiao Jia being pulled up by her hair. She was frightened. She instantly retracted her head, twisting the handkerchief unconsciously with her hands, her face turned frighteningly white.
"This thief is so bold that he sneaked into the princess's house at night and attempted to assassinate the princess. According to the laws of our dynasty, anyone who murders the royal family is not punishable and must be executed. Come and execute!"
As soon as the words fell, some officers and soldiers immediately took out their spears, and everyone's eyes were blurred. Xiao Jia had no head, and only a mutilated corpse was left, bleeding out.
Everyone was so shocked that they backed away, and even the timid ones were so frightened that they shed tears on the spot.
Above the wine shop, Ye Yun, dressed in men's clothing, stood quietly at the second-floor window watching the farce below. Especially after seeing the Qingguo Duke's car driving away from the scene as if fleeing for his life, the corner of his mouth curled up with a cold expression.
"Master, it's getting late, it's time to go out." Heng Wu, who was also dressed in men's clothing, said.
Ye Yun nodded: "Let's go." After saying that, he turned and left.
The carriage stopped at the south gate. Xiaoyun raised her sleeves to wipe away the tears on her face. Then she dragged her weak and feeble legs out of the carriage. She stretched out her hand to lift the curtain and said, "Miss, we're here."
In the car, Tong Ying sat stiffly on the cushions, staring blankly ahead, as motionless as a wooden stake.
"Miss?" Xiaoyun called again, but the person inside still didn't respond. Xiaoyun couldn't help but take a deep breath, raised her voice and called again: "Miss, it's time to get out of the car!"
Tong Ying was frightened by the shrill voice and trembled. She came to her senses instantly. She pretended to be calm and avoided Xiaoyun's help to get out of the car. However, she stumbled and almost fell to the ground when she landed.
"Miss!" Xiao Yun hurriedly stepped forward to support Tong Ying. Thinking of Xiao Jia who had just died, her eyes immediately turned red and her voice choked with sobs: "Miss, Xiao Jia..."
"Shut up!" Tong Ying suddenly turned back to look at Xiaoyun, and scolded in a strong tone: "Remember, you are not allowed to mention this person again in the future. If anyone asks, you will refuse to admit it. Do you hear me clearly?" After saying that, Tong Ying's eyes flashed with fierceness. This matter must not be known to outsiders, otherwise, not only Brother Mo but also the Duke of Qing will die!
Xiaoyun was startled by Tong Ying, who looked completely different from the other. Under Tong Ying's sharp and cold eyes, she nodded unconsciously and said timidly: "Slave, I understand."
"Let's go, follow me to Yuxi Palace to meet my aunt."
"yes."
As soon as the master and servant passed through the south gate, they heard a voice coming from the side: "May I ask if this is Miss Tong Yingtong of the Qingguo Duke's Mansion in front of you?"
Tong Ying stopped and looked back. She saw a palace maid in green standing not far from the south gate. Tong Ying nodded and said, "That's me."
Hearing this, the palace maid walked forward quickly and said with a smile: "Slave Wen Qing is the palace maid of Yuxi Palace. On the order of the Tong Concubine, I am here to welcome Miss Tong. Miss Tong, the empress has been waiting in the palace for a long time. Please invite Tong Concubine." The young lady will move to Yuxi Palace with my slave."
After hearing what Wen Qing said, Tong Ying swept away the gloom, smiled happily and said, "As expected, my aunt still loves me."
"It seems to me, my maid, that the empress most likely treats Miss Tong as her daughter. You see, the empress is afraid that you will be tired, so she specially asked the maid to bring you here in a sedan chair."
While they were talking, four eunuchs came over carrying a sedan chair. Wen Qing signaled the eunuchs to put down the sedan chair, and then personally helped Tong Ying sit on the sedan chair and went to Yuxi Palace.
In Fengyang Pavilion,
Ye Yun, who had already dressed up, was sitting leisurely on the master's chair while drinking tea and said, "Have you delivered the things?"
"Princess, don't worry, Bai Zhi brought the things personally." Bai Zhi said.
"That's good." Ye Yun nodded, picked up the teacup, drank the last sip of tea, then stood up from the chair and said, "Let's go, I must be impatient to wait over there."
The carriage entering the palace was already waiting at the door of the mansion. Accompanied by Bai Zhi, Ye Yun boarded the carriage slowly. The curtains were raised. Ye Yun looked at Fu Qimo, who was nestling in the corner with his eyes closed and dozing, and evoked a silent feeling. smile.
Ye Yun looked at Fu Qimo for a moment, then deliberately walked to the corner and sat down next to Fu Qimo. The result was just as she expected. The man who had just been taking a nap bowed and stood up, staring at her with an unkind look. , said warily: "What are you going to do again!"
Ye Yun raised his eyebrows. Pretending to be confused, he asked, "Does Second Young Master Fu like to study on weekdays?"
Fu Qimo frowned: "Why do you ask this?"
"Nothing, just ask."
"Of course there is!"
"Oh? It seems that I am worrying too much." Ye Yun said with surprise.
"What do you mean!" Fu Qimo said with a stiff expression, his face slightly cold.
"Hey~ I thought that the Fuguo General's Mansion was so poor that he couldn't even afford a few books. Otherwise, Second Young Master Fu wouldn't be talking over and over again and would just ask what you want to do? Or what do you want to do? Hmm. ?”
Meeting Ye Yun's teasing eyes, Fu Qimo finally realized that he had been tricked. He looked at Ye Yun with eyes wide open, as if he was about to spit out fire: "Yu Wenyun!"
