The wine, as red as blood, exudes a mellow fragrance. Prince Bao smells the aroma of the wine and feels better. However, this Peng Hui used to be a smooth-talking eunuch, and now he has a friendly face. He always smiles when he meets everyone. The old prince I used to listen to him making fun and jokes to me in front of him, but now I suddenly stopped, and the room was too quiet, and I always felt different and uncomfortable.
He raised his head and glanced at Peng Hui, and saw that the eunuch had a vicious wound on the corner of his mouth, his whole face was distorted, his forehead was stained with sweat, and his face was stained with blood on the corner of his mouth.
The old prince put down his wine glass, and his good mood was instantly ruined. He couldn't tell whether it was the fear of Zhou Youzhou or the disgust for this eunuch who had ruined his appearance...
All in all, I have no interest in drinking.
"Forget it, go down." Prince Bao waved his hand as if sweeping away a piece of garbage.
Peng Hui's face became even more distorted, he endured the severe pain and made a smile, and once again stepped forward to please the flattering pourer.
It's a pity that Prince Bao is really in a bad mood. He doesn't feel happy at all when he sees this face. What's more, the eunuch has his tongue cut off and can't speak or amuse him, so what's the use?
"Okay! Get down!" Prince Bao said impatiently. He stood up and threw his sleeves unceremoniously into the eunuch's face.
Peng Hui guarded the wine in the wine glass. Although he was an eunuch, he had always been tall and in good health. But the person in front of him was just a wind-stricken old man. He was so thin that he couldn't even hold up his clothes. He was old and weak, and the drama was dramatic. Under the pain and pressure, seeing that the old prince was about to leave the banquet, Peng Hui knew that there would be no chance for the two of them to be alone together in the future, and his eyes showed a fierce look!
Prince Bao was about to go down the steps when he suddenly felt someone strangled his neck. His eyes widened suddenly. What he saw was Peng Hui's bloodshot eyes, filled with murderous intent, and he was about to pour wine at him with a wine glass...
Prince Bao's pupils shrank, and he suddenly understood a terrible truth. He shouted loudly towards the screen.
"Zhou Youzhou save me!"
Hearing the words "Zhou Youzhou", Peng Hui's body shuddered, fear came over him like a tide, and his whole body froze. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the old prince rolled and crawled to the screen.
Zhou Xu came out from the screen and squinted at everything in this mess.
Peng Hui's eyes widened as he looked at Zhou Youzhou coming out of the screen, and then at the old prince behind Zhou Youzhou. He immediately understood that they had formed an alliance! not good!
Peng Hui ran out of the door without thinking. The eunuchs he brought were all good soldiers and could at least resist for a while.
Zhou Xu sat in the first place and looked coldly at Peng Hui who was running away.
The old prince reacted and said with murderous intent: "Zhou Youzhou, this beast must not be kept!"
Now Peng Hui has decided that he and Zhou Youzhou are the same. If he is allowed to return to Chang'an to add insult to injury, the old prince can predict that the emperor's nephew will kill him for any reason! The murderous intention in the old prince's heart grew stronger!
He suddenly stood up and was about to call someone.
The door was kicked open with a bang. Qin Feng, who had been paying attention to the movement in the room, quickly brought someone in and caught Peng Hui.
Peng Hui was tied to the ground with big five-flowered flowers, unable to speak, and could only kowtow to Zhou Youzhou and the old prince, with tears streaming down his face.
Seeing that he had been caught, the old prince slowly sat down and wiped his sweat with a handkerchief.
Zhou Xu picked up the wine bottle that Peng Hui had just used with great interest, and squeezed it casually. The bottle was half broken. There was a movable mechanism in the jade bottle, and the two kinds of wine were separated.
"Mandarin duck pot?" Zhou Xu remembered that Jianghu people would use some unexpected and heretical methods, but he didn't expect to be encountered by him today.
Xiao Luolan walked out from behind the screen with lingering fears.
Zhou Xu asked his wife to sit next to him, looking at Peng Hui who was caught, with a sneer on his lips. He asked Peng Hui why he came to Langge. It turned out that it was to die for Prince Bao.
Prince Bao looked ferocious. He had never thought that his emperor's nephew would be so cruel and vicious to him. He was his uncle!
The old prince closed his eyes, breathing heavily, and then opened them: "Thank you Zhou Youzhou for saving me this time."
"You're welcome, Prince. You've been a great contributor to me." Zhou Xu said with a smile, but there was no hint of sincerity in his eyes.
Prince Bao walked out and called the personal guards he had trained to catch and execute all the eunuchs serving Peng Hui. He then supervised the people sent in batches and planned to execute all those who stayed. After experiencing a thrilling life and death scene, the old prince now He was full of murderous intent towards the people sent by the emperor's nephew, and he was prepared to leave none behind!
The old prince returned to the hall without his bodyguards around.
Xiao Luolan's eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of blood, and for a moment, she couldn't recover.
I saw the old Prince Bao draw out Qin Feng's sword and behead Peng Hui with one stroke. Due to lack of strength, the head was half broken at the neck. Peng Hui fell to the ground with his eyes open and blood flowed all over the ground.
"Today is really not a good day. I am an angel here. I drank too much and died in the river." Prince Bao sat back down, wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, and gasped.
"Although it was an accident, he should be buried with generous rites." Zhou Xu seemed to not be able to see Peng Hui's tragic death. He held his wife's cold hand under the table and said, "The angels have sent many gifts, which is enough to prove the Holy Spirit's love for you, the prince. Respect."
Prince Bao listened to Zhou Youzhou's nonsense, twitched his lips with difficulty, and followed his words: "Yes, my emperor's nephew has always been kind to me."
"Your old body has been suffering from wind and cold recently, and it has not been cured for a long time. In the bitter cold land of Youzhou, there are not many rare medicinal materials, which is very painful for the prince." Zhou Xu said with concern: "I know that the prince always reports good news but not bad news to the Holy One, but as an elder, he also You should understand the concern of the younger generation for the elders. For the sake of your own health, the prince, you should go to heaven to hear more and let the Holy One know your suffering. If you are healthy, you can enjoy your old age, and maybe you can have a great grandson."
Xiao Luolan tried hard not to look at the decapitated Peng Hui. When she heard Sect Leader Zhou's words, she couldn't help but turn to look at him, her eyes widening slightly.
How could this person say such heart-wrenching words in a caring tone?
As for whose heart was stabbed, if you think about it carefully you will understand, of course it was the emperor.
In order to kill Prince Bao, the emperor sent Peng Hui to poison him with wine, but what Zhou Zongzhu said was that he asked Prince Bao to complain to the emperor about medicinal materials for health care. I want to hold my great-grandson, so hurry up and send me some body-replenishing medicine! May I live a long life!
This must be repeated according to the words of Sect Master Zhou, and the emperor who wants Prince Bao to die must not be made angry and vomit blood.
The corner of Prince Bao's mouth twitched. When he saw the coldness in Zhou Youzhou's eyes, he nodded and said, "That's what Zhou Youzhou said."
After Prince Bao left, Peng Hui's body had been dragged away.
The faint smell of blood still lingers in the lobby.
Xiao Luolan looked at the deep night in the distance and felt Bo Yun's treacherous human calculations, and this was just the tip of the iceberg.
In troubled times, you come and go, thick ink appears.
Chapter 170
When the carriage leisurely left Prince Bao's Mansion, Xiao Luolan looked back.
It's dark at night, but the magnificent Prince's Mansion is still brightly lit. The high platform is hidden deep in the deep courtyard, and the voices of actors singing can still be vaguely heard. One of Prince Bao's few hobbies is listening to music. He hired a singer and sang for him late at night.
It seems that the sound of Mi Mi can still be heard.
But Xiao Luolan could always smell the vague smell of blood in Prince Bao's mansion, which was deep and depressing, like a cage that was gorgeous on the outside but rotten on the inside.
"Madam, are you scared?" Zhou Xu was half-lying on the couch. Compared to his lazy sitting posture, Madam was sitting much more upright and polite. Her long sleeves were winding down, her thin fingers were intertwined, and her back was straight. She just looked out the window and returned. When I looked at it, my snow-white neck was elegant. Now my head is slightly drooped, and there is the beauty of the tranquility of the wonderful sound.
The more Zhou Xu looked at it, the more he liked it. He simply sat up, held his wife in his arms, and kissed her on her neck, up from her earlobe, with an indescribable entanglement and intimacy.
The bright moon is in my arms!
Zhou Xu was very proud at the moment.
Xiao Luolan reached out and gently pushed Sect Master Zhou away, her cheeks turned red: "The stubble stings."
Zhou Xu touched his prickly beard and said with a smile: "I've been busy these days, wait until I get home to shave." Finally, he added: "Drink a bowl of soothing soup tonight before going to bed."
"No, I'm not scared." Xiao Luolan shook her head. She had been on the battlefield after all. She just hadn't seen blood for a long time, and was shocked by the old prince's ruthlessness, so she felt a little distracted at the banquet. genus.
"Ma'am, if you drink a bowl, you can sleep better. We'll have another day of rest tomorrow." Zhou Xu insisted on his idea and leaned over for another kiss: "After drinking, you can eat some candied fruit."
Xiao Luolan couldn't help laughing. Did this person treat her like a child? Said: "Okay, just have a bowl."
Zhou Xu felt more itchy and lustful when he saw his wife smiling, but he still endured it in the carriage and only stared at his wife with burning eyes.
Xiao Luolan's face turned even redder and she did not look at Sect Master Zhou.
Zhou Xu held his wife's hand, closed his eyes and sang a Youzhou tune, his voice was loose and low.
"Peng Hui is dead. Will the Holy Father make things difficult for you during this year's trip to Chang'an?" After Zhou Zong finished singing, Xiao Luolan expressed his concerns.
"Don't worry, madam, I will be well prepared before going." Zhou Xu smiled and said, "I will plan to go to Chang'an after I finish visiting Qinghe in late spring."
It was already late at night when the two returned home. Xiao Luolan learned from Chunhua that her daughter was eagerly waiting for her until night before reluctantly going back to sleep. She thought about going to see Qingxue early tomorrow morning.
Qi Shilang, who entered the mansion, left after one night and stayed with General An in an inn in the inner city. It is said that he was a little uneasy when he left.
Xiao Luolan took a shower at this moment and gave a puzzled hum. It shouldn't be. When Peng Hui died, Qi Shilang and the others didn't know about it.
Chunhua used a scented handkerchief to wring her mistress's hair. She felt that the lady's hair was of good quality, smooth and shiny, like cloud satin. She smiled and replied: "Because in the evening, Young Master asked General An The guards of honor were placed in the official post outside the city. It was said that there were not many inns in the inner city for the guards of honor to stay, or they could live in the mountain camp with the Qilin Guards."
"General An finally placed the honor guard at the official post outside the city."
"Shilang Qi originally wanted to live with the honor guard at the official post outside the city, but he was enthusiastically persuaded by Shaolangjun to stay. Now he lives with General An in an inn in the inner city. Because they are angels, Shaolangjun treats them well. You're welcome, the inn only entertains a few of them, everything is fine." Chunhua was not a talkative person at first, but she couldn't bear the beauty of her young master, so she smiled and talked more.
Even if they are angels, they have to be obedient when they come to Langge.
Xiao Luolan understood somewhat that Qi Shilang had no soldiers to protect him now, and he was worried that if the edict was announced tomorrow, the Zhou clan master would kill him in anger.
Thinking about it carefully, it shouldn't be the case. Xiao Luolan thought of the memorial that the old prince was going to write. After it was written, it would be sent back to Chang'an. The person to send it would be either Shilang Qi or General An.
General An was an old friend of Clan Leader Zhou in the army. If Qi Nanhua died and the two angels died in infancy, he would send a memorial back alone. The memorial would be full of words that poked into the emperor's heart...
Xiao Luolan could almost imagine that General An would be dead even if he went back.
If Qi Nanhua is retained and asked to bring the letter back, General An can retreat to the second line and be less exposed to the emperor's wrath. Xiao Luolan gradually fell into deep thought. Moreover, Qi Nanhua is a well-spoken scholar, and maybe he can win a chance of survival. .
However, everything depends on what Sect Master Zhou thinks.
If he really wanted to kill someone, it seemed like no one could save Qi Nanhua.
Xiao Luolan took advantage of her free time to think about many things, and suddenly remembered that it was the tenth day of the Lunar New Year soon. A Gu and A Mu hadn't come to pay New Year greetings yet. Was it because they were busy with something? It wasn't that she was greedy for her junior to pay her New Year's greetings, but she was worried that something had happened to her two adopted sons. After some random thoughts, Xiao Luolan planned to ask Sect Master Zhou later.
"Madam, I have something to tell you." Chunhua said hesitantly, slowly combing her mistress's hair with her hands.
Xiao Luolan smiled and said, "What is it?"
"Young Master's distinguished guest seems to be sick. It is said that he accidentally fell into the water not long ago and got cold. He is still recovering in bed." Chunhua said.
Why did Xie Jialangjun also fall into the water? Xiao Luolan asked: "Didn't Shen Zhi send a doctor to look at it?"
"Young Master has been busy recently and seems to have forgotten this matter." Chunhua said. This afternoon, Young Master was busy with the affairs of the Minister. The guest's book boy wanted to find Young Master, but she saw him, so she asked. After a while, I learned that the guest was sick.
The mistress is the mistress of Zhou's house. The distinguished guest in the mansion is sick, and the young master is busy outside all day. Chunhua thought for a while and told the mistress. It would be bad if she becomes seriously ill. After all, the mysterious guest is Young Master's friend.
Could it be that Shen Zhi and Xie Jialangjun had a conflict? Xiao Luolan said: "Then let the doctor in the mansion take a look at it tomorrow. If you are sick, take good medicine."
"Yes." Chunhua said.
Zhou Xu came in with a bowl of soothing soup and said to Chunhua, "Go down."
The spring flowers retreated as told.
Xiao Luolan smelled the slightly bitter smell of the medicine and sighed. Although she was not afraid of bitterness, she didn't like drinking medicine either.
"I asked Li Fan to fry it." Zhou Xu put the soothing soup on the table and brought a plate of candied fruits.
Xiao Luolan told Sect Master Zhou about Xie's husband's illness.
Zhou Xu didn't pay much attention: "Since the doctor will leave tomorrow, let Xie Deyong recuperate in the house. Madam, drink it quickly. It will be bitter when it gets cold."
Xiao Luolan drank the soothing soup and frowned slightly.
