At the end of the year, Yu Huanchen returned alone in the night.
Su Wan immediately stood up, stepped forward, and said nervously: "Husband, have you found Suisui?"
Yu Huanchen looked solemn, shook his head, and said: "Yu Xinyi and his guards are still looking for me. How are my parents doing?" "
Mom? Hearing the news, his old illness relapsed, so he drank the decoction and managed to sleep."
Su Wan poured him a cup of tea and said in a low voice, "My father went to Jingzhao Mansion and has not returned yet."
Yu Huanchen took the tea He nodded thoughtfully.
The gangsters openly assassinated the carriages and horses of the generals in the DPRK at Yongning Bridge, but the patrolmen who maintained the safety of the capital arrived belatedly. It would be a bit hasty and strange to conclude the murder of the Mobei people...unless it was ordered by someone above.
Yu Huanchen checked the guns and weapons used by the assassins and found that they were all coated with poison. My sister was injured on her arm and had been taken away by Wei Qi for two hours. Her life or death was unknown.
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly noticed that his wife beside him had not moved for a long time.
Yu Huanchen looked to the side and saw Su Wan sitting behind the desk with his head lowered, the tip of his nose was red, and the handkerchief was almost torn with ten thin fingers.
Yu Huanchen lowered his head and came closer, looked at her big eyes shining with tears, and asked uncomfortably: "What's wrong?"
He suddenly came over, Su Wan quickly turned away wiped his eyes, and said guiltily: "It's all my fault... If I had not asked Sui Sui to leave the house, she would not have been injured..."
As he spoke, his voice choked, and his head lowered, only his slightly trembling jaw could be seen.
Yu Huanchen felt as if he had been struck by a knife. He curled his fingers and awkwardly wiped away his wife's tears.
"It's not your fault, the assassin came for me."
Yu Huanchen explained, "If you're to blame, it's also my fault. You shouldn't have been allowed to leave the house in my carriage."
Now all we can do is see if Wei Qi can treat his sister well.
...
When Yu Lingxi woke up, it was the darkest night.
The red gauze curtain and flower-branched candlesticks that caught her eye made her feel dazed for a moment.
If it weren't for the pain from the neatly bandaged arrow wound on her arm, she almost thought she was still in a dream from her previous life.
Probably because he had detoxified, Yu Lingxi's mind was unusually clear. Turning his head slightly, he saw that Ning Yin had changed into a snow-colored robe, sitting on the seat beside the couch with his legs crossed, holding his temples and closing his eyes to relax.
He was used to wearing dark military uniforms, but when he changed his style, he looked like a mountain god. The light shines on his side face, his nose is straight and his lips are light. His thick eyelashes are lightly closed, covering his eyes that are too cold and cold, and his whole person becomes soft.
The memories before the coma emerged bit by bit. Yu Lingxi remembered that she was unconscious and talked a lot of nonsense, and she even remembered Ning Yin's dark red eyes.
Is he just keeping to himself like this?
Yu Lingxi's heart moved slightly and her eyes softened.
Just as he was about to take another look, he saw the thin lips slightly parted, and said slowly: "Miss still has the strength to peek, I think she is recovering well."
As she spoke, Ning Yin opened her eyelashes, revealing a pair of eyes that were darker than night.
Yu Lingxi suspected that he must have a third eye.
She endured the pain and sat up slightly, Huan asked, "Where is this place?"
"Borrow," Ning Yin said.
Yu Lingxi blinked, and the quilt slid down her chest, revealing a thin and translucent gauze lining. The top of the red gauze tent is also embroidered with a man and a woman.
The spring picture of a girl with white flowers overlapping her...
Yu Lingxi looked away, her expression not hiding from Ning Yin's eyes.
He raised his eyebrows: "
Although the things here are a little bolder, they are all clean."
"Then these clothes..."
"Of course, I changed the clothes myself for the young lady."
The corners of Ning Yin's lips were unnoticeable. The ground tilted, "Others have dirty hands and are not worthy of serving young ladies."
Yu Lingxi couldn't come to her senses, not because she felt ashamed, but because she couldn't imagine how Ning Yin, who would have the world under his feet, felt about serving others to change their clothes. Untied.
He didn't bother to do this kind of thing before.
The thin clothing on her body seemed to be getting warm, and she said "Oh" and said, "Thank you."
Unexpectedly, the injury on her arm was affected, and the pain made her "hiss".
Ning Yin frowned, stood up, grabbed an embroidered pillow, and put it on the back of her waist, then opened the door and said something to the person waiting outside.
When he came back with the medicine bowl, he saw Yu Lingxi sitting on her knees with a frown on her face, rummaging around on the couch for something.
Ning Yin's eyes followed her soft black hair, stopping briefly at the sunken waist. He pressed her forward and sat down on the couch, asking, "What are you looking for?"
" Where is my jade?"
Yu Lingxi hugged the quilt and gestured with the pain of the wound, "It's the piece of dark jade that was put in the sandalwood box earlier."
What kind of treasure is worthy of her thinking so much ??
Thinking of her holding on to the box and being unable to drink the water, Ning Yin stirred the soup with a porcelain spoon and said coolly: "It's lost."
"Ah..."
Yu Lingxi sighed softly, unable to hide her regret, "That jade blank, I was going to give it to you."
The hand that fiddled with the porcelain spoon paused slightly.
"But it doesn't matter. I'll give you a better one next time."
The greatest blessing is to survive the disaster, and Yu Lingxi doesn't care about the gains and losses.
She looked at the bowl of dark brown soup in Ning Yin's hand, swallowed, and finally stretched out her uninjured right hand and said obediently: "I'll do it myself."
The fingertips were thin and white, and they looked as smooth as jade in the candlelight.
Why do you need to say goodbye to Jade?
Ning Yin raised her eyebrows slightly: Isn't the best jade right in front of her?
He turned a blind eye to Yu Lingxi's outstretched right hand and slowly scooped up a spoonful of the soup, blew it to cool it a little, and brought it to her lips.
Yu Lingxi was surprised, and then smiled slightly: "There is no one else here, so Your Highness doesn't have to be like this."
Ning Yin raised his eyes.
Then he remembered something, nodded, and said: "I forgot, the lady doesn't like me feeding with my hands, so I have to find another way."
After that, he took back the porcelain spoon and put it into his mouth.
He deliberately misinterpreted his meaning, and Yu Lingxi was helpless.
He had no choice but to lean forward and bite his spoon, and at lightning speed, he gulped the bitter soup into his mouth.
Because the rush was too hasty, some of the soup spilled out, dripping along the corners of Yu Lingxi's lips and onto Ning Yin's lower clothes, spreading out two light brown wet marks.
Ning Yin's dark eyes dimmed with slight waves, and she wiped the corners of her mouth with her sleeve.
"Hey, don't get your clothes dirty."
Yu Lingxi wanted to hide, but when she saw Ning Yin's eyes darkened, she stayed still.
Ning Yin slowly wiped the corners of her mouth and said nonchalantly: "Miss's mouth is not dirty."
She had already tasted it, and it was sweet and soft.
After wiping his mouth, he started to give...medicine again.
Yu Lingxi seemed to have met Ning Yin for the first time, looking at him without blinking, even forgetting the bitterness of the soup.
She has always been afraid of pain. In the past, she would pinch her nose and stuffy her nose when taking medicine. This time, Ning Yin fed him spoonful by spoonful, which made her feel uncomfortable but not uncomfortable at the same time.
Whether it was an illusion or not, she felt that Ning Yin's temper was extremely good at this time.
However, I remembered that he was a very deep-minded person, and the calmer he was, the more out of control his heart became, and he was afraid that he would hide something he was holding in his heart.
She was worried for a long time, but Ning Yin thought she was feeling bitter, so he took a candied fruit from the small plate next to her and stuffed it into her pure lips.
Yu Lingxi was stunned for a moment, holding the candied fruit in her mouth, it was sweet from the tip of her tongue to the bottom of her heart.
She hugged her knees and let the three thousand black hair hang down from her shoulders, quietly savoring the sweetness at this moment.
"Do you know the identity of the assassin?" Ning Yin picked up the handkerchief and slowly wiped off the sugar stains on his fingertips.
Hearing this, Yu Lingxi recalled the scenes before and after the assassination.
While blocked on the bridge, the assassin in disguise had been secretly observing the carriage of the Yu Mansion. Later, when the assassination was carried out, the leader of the assassin seemed to hesitate for a moment when he saw her and Su Wan.
"We were riding in the carriage that my brother used to go to court. The assassin must have mistaken us for his brother in the car."
Yu Lingxi thought for a moment and said: "There are many people in the court who are afraid of my brother, but those who can mobilize such There are only a handful of people who are skilled in assassinating people on the street."
Those who dare to attack directly in such a brutal way are only those relying on the protection of the imperial power.
Ning Yin laughed, not too stupid.
He casually threw the handkerchief on the desk, lowered his eyes, and said, "It's just after midnight, let's sleep a little longer."
Yu Lingxi pulled away from her thoughts, shook her head, and said, "I just woke up, I'm not sleepy yet."
"To cleanse the poison, you need to rest. There is calming grass in the soup."
Ning Yin leaned over, stretched out his hand to gently cover her eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Close your eyes."
Her vision was dark, and Yu Lingxi's eyelashes were uneasy in his palm. The ground shook, and for a moment, I felt sleepy.
She closed her eyes very slowly. After a while, her breathing gradually became longer and she fell into a dark and sweet dream.
When she was asleep, Ning Yin slowly released his hands and pulled the corners of the quilt for her.
Then he stood up and pushed the door open to go out.
The moment he stepped out of the warm light, the light in Ning Yin's eyes also disappeared, fainting away from Ling Han's gloom.
The dark blue mist has dispersed, the stars and moon are dim, and in the silent night, Zheji has led his subordinates to kneel and wait in front of the steps.
...
Mao hour, East Palace.
It was almost time to enter the palace to greet him in the morning, and Ning Tan lay down in his leather clothes, cursing and throwing things.
"Trash! They are all a bunch of trash!"
He was so angry that his face turned purple. "If I make a mistake with a woman, I can't even kill a person. How many times has this happened? What's the use of raising this bunch of trash alone!"
Palace maid He and his chamberlain knelt on the ground, but the only one who could not see him was his adopted Shadow Guard.
"Where is the shadow slave?"
Ning Tan loudly called the shadow guard's name, "Cui An, go and call him over! This bane of the Yu family is in cahoots with Lao Qihang, and we must not stay!"
Cui An bowed and accepted the order. Back off.
Cui An didn't bother running errands for Ning Tan, but this time it felt strange.
The Shadow Guard was born along with the night and did all the shady things for the East Palace. This was the first time that it was almost dawn and the Shadow Guard had not come back to life.
Could it be that he missed the mission and ran away?
impossible.
Cui An...
quickly denied this statement. Those shadow guards were Ning Tanhua's privately raised warriors for ten years, and they were quite loyal.
Ning Tan has been sitting in the East Palace for so many years, and he only has this team that is completely obedient to his orders, and he is very respected.
One mistake will not lead to absconding.
The Shadow Guard is hidden at the Guangzhou Gate adjacent to the East Palace, and it takes only a quarter of an hour to arrive.
Cui An got out of the sedan and walked slowly to the door of the Shadow Guard, then he felt something was wrong.
The door of the Shadow Guard was closed and no one was on duty, but there was a strong smell of blood.
The last time I smelled such a strong smell of blood was five or six years ago.
Cui An's eyes darkened, signaling to his subordinates behind him to be on guard, then he raised his hand and placed it on the door, pushing hard.
The door creaked open, and sticky scarlet dripped from the beam.
Looking around, the morning light is faint.
More than eighty corpses of the Shadow Guards were hung neatly and bloody in the corridor. When the wind blew, they were all spinning and swaying gently.
After ten years of hard work, the East Palace was completely slaughtered overnight.