It's a normal day.
The cold weather and the warmth of the quilt jointly sealed the ambitious Zhao Wujiang.
Fortunately, Zhao Wujiang has an unyielding will, and his ambition has been blocked, but he still has the power to be strong.
However, the mantis stalked the cicada and the oriole followed behind. Zhao Wujiang escaped the seal of the quilt, but not Jing'er's seal.
As a man who can bend and stretch, Zhao Wujiang used retreat to advance, taking nine steps in one step. After many exchanges, he finally convinced Jing'er.
When I got up, it was already the end of the morning.
Zhao Wujiang went to see Dugu Mingyue and her daughter.
As soon as Xiao Nianxia saw Zhao Wujiang, she timidly hid behind Dugu Mingyue, stuck out her little head, and stared straight at him with her big round eyes, neither speaking nor coming forward.
She is a little unfamiliar with this environment, and she is also a little unfamiliar with her father.
Zhao Wujiang was full of guilt. Xiao Nianxia was nearly two years old and he had not been with her for a day.
Suddenly melancholy surged into his heart, and he didn't know what to say.
Dugu Mingyue smiled gently, picked up Xiao Nianxia, approached Zhao Wujiang, and said softly to Xiao Nianxia:
"Do you want a hug from daddy?"
Xiao Nianxia pursed her lips and said nothing.
Dugu Mingyue smiled and handed Xiao Nianxia over. Zhao Wujiang was a little at a loss for a moment and held Xiao Nianxia stiffly in his arms.
He chuckled, feeling an indescribable sense of satisfaction throughout his body.
"Daddy..." Xiao Nianxia looked at Zhao Wujiang with her smart eyes and shouted.
"Eh. Eh." Zhao Wujiang was a little dull and responded quickly with countless smiles on his face:
"Xiao Nian Xia is good."
The atmosphere in the room is warm, and the years have stopped here, peaceful and quiet.
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Imperial City, East Palace.
The prince's study.
Prince Ji Boying held a roll of animal skin maps in his hand. He frowned, checking the map with one finger, and writing and drawing on the blank paper with the other hand.
"Your Highness."
A respectful voice came from the half-open paper window.
Ji Boying straightened up, held the pen in one hand and put the other behind her back, and said majestically:
"explain."
"King Yin returned to the capital at 1:00 a.m. yesterday. As of the end of the 6th hour, there has been no unnecessary movement."
"Don't come here to report this nonsense!" Ji Boying threw the pen on the inkstone, ink stains scattered everywhere, and he asked again in a deep voice:
"Is Lin Yu awake?
Have the identities of the three women been found out? "
"The villain... The villain only found out that the three women who entered Prince Yin's Mansion were suspected to be personally escorted by the Imperial Master... but... I didn't dare to check anymore..." The voice outside the window was solemn.
Ji Boying took a deep breath. The past few days had made him very anxious.
He was obviously free and didn't need to be so diligent, but when he wasn't dealing with political affairs, he always felt uneasy.
Moreover, the gift that King Yin proposed in the court has been implemented.
The fiefdoms of the major princes were in chaos, and the princes had no time to keep in close contact with him.
For a moment, he was like a good-for-nothing prince who had been emptied of everything, unable to reach the heavens or the earth, just hanging like this.
The sense of crisis is no longer increasing day by day, but increasing with time. Every little moment, he becomes more and more restless.
Lin Yu returned from a serious injury yesterday and is still being treated at the Tai Hospital. Many eyes in Kyoto are staring at him, hoping to know what happened to Lin Yu outside.
At first, Ji Boying was somewhat secretly happy. He knew that his good brother Ji Bochang had left the imperial city. Now that Lin Yu has returned from a serious injury, he did not see his good brother. What does this mean?
This is a high probability that something bad happened to my good brother.
But at dusk that day, his good brother appeared outside the city gate, shattering his dream.
King Yin returned safely and Lin Yu was seriously injured. Something big must have happened.
But Ji Boying didn't know anything.
He knew it was a matter of life or fate, but he didn't know what it was, and this feeling of frustration lingered in his heart.
The sense of crisis brought about by the lack of control and the fragile feeling that comes from nowhere have been tormenting him.
He had to know the truth.
