A chess game with clear black and white, criss-crossing and ever-changing.
Zhu Xuxing was determined to capture Fengduhou at all costs. The Marquis of Fengdu was already tired of the court's hypocrisy and tyranny.
Marquis Fengdu no longer wanted to be a loyal minister and good general, but he would not kill the prince rashly and bring shame on himself.
Mu Xiuwan noticed the subtle change in the atmosphere and asked tremblingly: "Dad, is the prince brother really here to kill you?"
Marquis Fengdu could not bear to blame his daughter for her innocence and cowardice. He didn't say much and just let her stay in the house peacefully.
Mu Xiuwan suddenly shook her head: "I don't believe that the prince's brother would be so heartless. And my sister... She is pregnant with Liujia and will give birth soon. She wants to give birth to the child in Fengdu, and he will be the emperor's eldest grandson."
Neither father nor daughter could convince the other, and in the end they had no choice but to break up on bad terms.
Mu Xiuwan was placed in solitary confinement and was not allowed to step out of the Hou Mansion. No matter how much she cried, it was of no avail.
She cried all day and all night, and her eyes were red from crying.
At the third watch, a shrill scream pierced the silent night sky. Mu Xiuwan was awakened by the nightmare, covering her face with her hands, screaming and crying.
She saw those "things" again.
The strange black shadow rolled in like a raging tide, as if it was about to drown her...
Mu Xiuwan hugged her knees and hid in the curtain. She didn't see anyone and didn't take medicine. She murmured to herself: "Sister... I want my sister..."
She said this without any end, and only her personal maid knew that the sister she was talking about was Xu Zhihuai.
Mu Xiuwan was often frightened like this when she was a child. Marquis Fengdu also knew that his daughter was "suffering from a hidden disease" and her behavior was often strange and confusing. Therefore, he devoted himself to the Tao in order to seek peace in the world and a peaceful heart.
The ten-day deadline is approaching.
Zhu Xiuxing also slept later and later.
When Xu Zhihuai woke up in a trance, he could always see the candlestick on the table lighting up, his serious and absorbed face, what he was turning over in his hands, and silently muttering something in his mouth.
Xu Zhihuai would not disturb him, resting his head on his head with one hand and his stomach with the other, silently changing positions.
She looked at him, but she was thinking about another him.
What is Wei Li doing at this moment?
Zhu Xiuxing tore up the secret letter and threw the fragments of white flowers into the brazier and burned them to ashes.
Halfway through the burning, he finally realized whether the smell of smoke would choke Xu Zhihuai. He hurriedly waved his wide sleeves and pushed the window open with both hands.
When he turned around, he looked at Xu Zhihuai's thoughtful eyes and said softly: "Did I wake you up? Or did I choke you?"
Xu Zhihuai smiled and shook his head: "No, I'm just a little thirsty."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Xuxing personally poured a bowl of warm pear soup for her to drink, feeding her spoonful by spoonful, not forgetting to wipe the corners of her mouth.
Xu Zhihuai smiled shyly: "How virtuous and capable I am."
Zhu Xuxing raised his index finger and gently scratched the tip of her nose: "I'm very happy."
Seeing that his eyes were a little bloodshot, Xu Zhihuai moved to the bed and made room for him: "Your Highness has not closed his eyes all night. Come here and rest your mind."
Zhu Xuxing was obedient, put down the things in his hands, put on his clothes and lay down.
Xu Zhihuai snuggled up to him, caressed his cheeks, hair, and earlobes, and asked gently: "Tomorrow is the tenth day."
Zhu Xuxing closed his eyes and said "hmm".
"What will His Highness do tomorrow? And..."
Xu Zhihuai hesitated for a moment and then asked, "Why isn't the Marquis of Qingyi here?"
"Wei Li is borrowing troops."
"Borrowing troops? Where can I borrow troops?"
"The Zhennan army three hundred miles away."
If you want to overthrow the Marquis of Fengdu, it is not enough to outwit him. He had to be fully prepared. When the Marquis of Fengdu closed the city gate, General Zhennan and Wei Li would also surround the entire city from the outside.
In a battle between trapped beasts, the outcome is unpredictable.
Xu Zhihuai lowered his head and kissed his forehead: "I wish your highness a great victory."
Only then did Zhu Xuxing open his eyes, his eyes shining brightly, showing a tenacity that refused to admit defeat.
"For you, I will definitely do it."
At dawn, Xu Zhihuai slowly got out of bed. His feet were limp and weak, and he relied on Jinhua's support.
Zhu Xuxing became anxious and frowned: "What are you doing up?"
Xu Zhihuai said cautiously: "Today I want to change His Highness's clothes with my own hands." After saying that, she gave Jinhua a wink and asked her to help her.
"Nonsense!"
Zhu Xuxing came up to meet her and saw her hands on her shoulders. Her slender fingers arranged the cuffs, smoothing out all the wrinkles and making them fit properly.
Zhu Xuxing could understand her thoughts and simply let her play around.
Xu Zhihuai panted lightly, with a smile on his lips: "Your Highness is handsome and heroic today, and he looks so good."
"Isn't it the medicine you drank this morning? Your mouth is so sweet."
Xu Zhihuai smiled.
Ji Li's words seemed false if he talked too much. She would rather smile at him more.
With a look of pity, Zhu Xuxing held up her face and rubbed it gently: "You have a good rest, I may have to leave the city quietly tonight. But don't be afraid, this street is full of Huangji guards, you will be fine."
Xu Zhihuai nodded meekly.
"When will His Highness be back?"
"No sooner than the day after tomorrow."
Xu Zhihuai nodded heavily again: "I understand, I will wait for His Highness to come back."
After Zhu Xuxing left, Xu Zhihuai heard the news that the little princess Nightmare was ill.
What did she see again?
Xu Zhihuai secretly thought: The war is approaching and the storm is surging. The child must have sensed some ominous omen, so he fell into the "old disease" again.
Xu Zhihuai still felt sorry for Mu Xiuwan, so he immediately called someone to write a letter.
The medicine Mu Xiuwan often took in the palace was Soothing Decoction.
Xu Zhihuai memorized the prescriptions prescribed by the imperial doctors, so he simply ordered someone to write a copy and send it to him. He also wrote a letter of greetings to Mu Xiuwan.
The words in the letter are sincere and full of warmth. There is no mention of the dangerous dilemma outside or the tense game. There is only the soft whisper of a sister who is worried about her sister.
This letter was detained when it was delivered to Fengdu Marquis.
Xu Zhihuai was the prince's favorite woman, and everyone knew it. Now she wrote a letter hastily, not knowing what she had in mind.
The servants did not dare to open the letter and left it to the master to make a decision. They also did not dare to make the decision without permission, so they had to hurry up and send it to the Marquis for review.
Marquis Fengdu was worshiping heaven and earth on the tripod platform of Fengxian Palace. After some troubles, he saw this letter.
He opened it, glanced at it briefly, folded the letter and the prescription, stuffed it into the envelope again, and ordered: "Tape the envelope and give it to the princess. She is ill, and will know after reading this letter." happy."
Marquis Fengdu had a photographic memory. Thinking of the few words in the letter, he couldn't help but be curious. What is the ability of this woman named Xu Zhihuai?
She could coax the prince to give her wholehearted attention, and she could also coax Wan'er to miss her. Could it be that she was really a glass person with a heart of crystal, crystal clear and free from dust.
