Cover The Sky With One Hand, Beat The Ground With The Other

When I was a child, I wondered if my father had been to Shaolin Temple so that he could repair his study room into a Buddhist scripture pavilion.

What I want to express is-searching for historical books in the father's study is extremely painful.

The most sad thing is that except for the father and the emperor, only me and the prince brother and brother can come in.

So after he finished reviewing the five-fold memorial, I immediately called him to empathize.

The prince stared at two circles of black eyes and moved two bundles of files for me. He sat on a wisteria and tiger-carved chair and asked me: "Emperor Sister, what do you want to know?"

Sitting on the ground, I browsed and asked: "When did you learn that Song Langsheng was the son of the rebellious monarch from the previous dynasty?"

The prince recalled, "You have been married for less than a year."

"How did you hear?"

"I can't figure out why a person like him didn't pass the imperial examination to enter the imperial court. I ordered someone to investigate and dug it out from Cheng He Yun, Dali Temple."

"Yeah." I looked at him, "so don't you think it's weird?"

The prince looked back at me, "What's so strange?"

"How can your father fail to think of something that you can even think of?"

The prince happily, "Are you trying to praise this prince Qing Yu Lan?"

"Please don't misunderstand my original intention." I corrected, "Father, I knew it a long time ago, and it's before us."

After that, I handed him the file in my hand, which contained the connection between Jun Jinzhi and Song Langsheng.

After reading this, the prince was stunned and couldn't help raising his head, "If this is the case, how could the father let you get married?"

I shook my head.

"No, what married, how could the emperor make him live well? Could it be that the emperor feels that the husband really treats you..."

"...This kind of possibility can't even be trivial..."

"...That said."

I stood up, before holding the case, I scribbled on the paper: "I went to the Criminal Ministry to investigate the case of that year. In any case, I can't figure out why Qin Song back then? Many people who were loyal to the previous dynasty, but Qin Song took the initiative to surrender to his father, who would obey a seller who asked for glory to be the emperor?"

The prince nodded frequently, "Besides, at such a large age, he has no children. Even if he gets lucky, he still has to support others..."

I took a while, "What did you just say?"

When the prince saw me asking questions suddenly, he was stunned, "I said...If you succeed, you have to support others as the emperor..."

Thousands of thoughts flew in my heart, but they were awakened by the prince's brother.

I asked the prince, "How many princes and grandsons did Emperor Hui of the previous dynasty have?"

"Two princes and three grandchildren..." The prince blinked while playing with the jade carving on the case, "Let the father kill them all."

"Where is the harem?"

"The fire was cleaned up, and no one was left." The prince twisted his eyebrows unbearably, "Tyrant..."

"Very well," I squinted and hooked my fingers, "Go, find me the genealogy of the royal family from the previous dynasty..."

"...Will the father hide this stuff here?"

"Usually, tyrants will have this hobby after they kill the door?"

"..."

There were nine princes with royal blood in the previous dynasty.

Two died of illness, and the other six died on the battlefield against the father's army.

Excluding a fish that slipped through the net-Emperor Hui's younger brother Duanwang, a few years earlier, he might have offended Emperor Hui and was sent to the south. After the change of ownership, he disappeared.

The prince knelt down with me and looked at the genealogy. The names of the people on the genealogy were all circled by Zhu Mo. Don't think about it, it was naturally the father's name.

The prince said: "This King Duan has always had a good name. If Hui Di reused him, he wouldn't be reduced to that kind of land. But he was also red, and people are afraid that he is already dead..."

I pointed to Duan Wang's name, "Don't you think this red circle is different from the others in thickness or depth?"

The prince leaned closer, "It looks like... it was added afterwards."

I assuredly said: "In other words, this king of Duan died later. But when the court came, have you heard your father talk about the king of Duan in the previous dynasty?"

"Greatly hidden in the city..." The prince touched his chin, "If this king was Qin Song and the others who died in the conspiracy case, then which one of those people was..." Halfway through, he stopped.

The prince raised his head suddenly, looked at me in surprise, and said in unison: "Jun Jinzhi!"

I was so excited by this possibility that my back spine was chilled-the princes were the former royal family?

The prince's face turned pale, and he immediately reacted: "Impossible, if this is the case, the father would have cut the roots of Song Langsheng 800 years ago. How can you allow him to be your consort?"

Said so.

If Jun Jinzhi was really the King of Duan, it would be no surprise that the emperor used the Shenwu cannon to blast him into ashes. How could he run away overnight?

The prince was shocked when he saw me, and comforted: "That Jun Jinzhi is just a small person accidentally involved, I think you are too worried. Sister, you and the husband have not stopped since their wedding, you know When you disappeared, he was about to suffer from lovesickness. Every night he left Dali Temple, he would walk a few streets to count the lanterns. I couldn’t bear it, so I wanted someone to remove it, but he blushed and was about to come. Ask me to reason. Hey, sister, people like him can lose their temper for breaking the lantern. You can imagine how deeply they show affection for you."

The first time I heard about this, an unspeakable feeling spread in my heart, and I asked, "Do you know what I meant by hanging so many lanterns?"

The prince shook his head again and again, "Maybe it was because you quarreled too fiercely with the consort at the time, you just want to make him happy..."

Before I finished speaking, I raised my hand, "Stop! What does it mean that I quarreled too hard with the consort? We quarreled?"

The prince tilted his head and looked at me, "When have you quarreled?"

"No, would you be mistaken..." I said: "Although we didn't get along well at first, but later, you found a Wanghunsan and threatened Song Langsheng to let him take it to me. But remember..."

The prince nodded.

"Later I found out, I ran away from home in anger..."

Prince Edward.

"I wandered for a while and encountered a natural disaster. I injured my leg and was persecuted. I was trapped in Chenjiacun and almost burned to death. Do you remember..."

The prince put on an expression of listening to me very seriously, "So what?"

I filmed the case and said: "So how come we quarrel?!"

The prince stared at me blankly, and said, "Forgive me for being dull, I don't seem to understand the causal relationship between the two..."

I rolled my eyes immediately: "The previous discord was because I didn't understand his feelings for me, and he didn't admit his affection for me, but after he risked his death to save me, we have already complained to each other... Shouldn't the reunion of nine deaths be inseparable with love and sweetness..."

The crown prince glanced at me, "...I don't have the right personality?"

I:"……"

"Actually, when you first came back, you were really affectionate and sweet, even the last morning..." The prince leaned back in the chair lazily, rubbing his hands on the warming stove, "but somehow later, the horseman recovered. If you are indifferent to you, you will not please him in every way like you did before..."

"Why?"

"How do I know?" The prince thought for a while, then sighed again, "I still remember a few days before you disappeared, the emperor father summoned the consort to enter the dormitory alone. I don't know what he said and collided with the emperor, vaguely. He wanted to make the consort what to do. The consort was unable to obey. There was heavy rain at that time. In his anger, his father ordered him to kneel outside the palace until he agreed. So the consort lifted his robe and knelt without saying anything. I never knelt to Shenshi from time to time, until the emperor sister rushed into the palace and interceded with the emperor."

"Then what?"

"It's rare for the emperor to refuse to accept your request. You are also stubborn. When you turn your head, you kneel with the horse and get in the rain."

I was deeply moved by my affection.

So are we freed from it?

"Following?"

"Following you again from Shenshi to Youshi, from Youshi to Xushi, the rain has never stopped during this period..."

"... During this period, what are you doing?"

The prince said for granted: "Calculate the time for you and observe the weather."

"..." Sure enough, I was too powerful.

The prince put a charcoal fire into the furnace, "Finally, the father is still soft-hearted, letting you go back to the house and think about it... You are overjoyed to help him, but he throws you away, leaving you alone in the rain and crying... "

I was stunned.

Song Langsheng...Leaving me who was with him in the rain, leaving alone?

Listening to the narrative of the prince, even if I can't remember anything, it feels really uncomfortable.

But why Song Langsheng never mentioned it?

Later, the prince said anything about the government affairs of the DPRK and China, and I couldn't hear it anymore.

Until I was sitting in the sedan chair back home, the prince's phrase "leave you alone in the rain and crying" repeated in my ear, the more I thought about it, the more I felt that there was a gap in my heart, and I didn't know how to make it up.

"Rumble" thunder, the heavy rain poured down in a flash, the bearer asked me if I would continue to move forward, I opened the car curtain and saw that the rain was fierce, and there happened to be a small pavilion next to it, so I held an umbrella to avoid it. After this shower.

There was no one in the pavilion, so I leaned back on the bench, looking dumbly at the rain curtain, as if it took me back to another rainy night.

The rain that night was heavier than it is at this moment, and I held him tightly, "I don't know why you want to be like this, let alone why we have come to where we are today, but since we said that life and death are together..."

But I heard what he said when he broke away from my hand--

"Those words were always said by the princess, I didn't."

Only this fragmented memory, no matter how much, I can't remember it no matter how hard I try to recall it.

I can't remember the cause and effect of Song Langsheng's words, but I remember the sorrow that came when I heard these words. I closed my eyes and raised my head, letting the slanting rain splash on my face and slipped into the wardrobe.

For an unknown period of time, I didn't feel the cold on my face, and when I opened my eyes, I found a sleeve in front of my eyes, covering me from the raindrops.

Qingfeng held the wide sleeves flowing, I turned my head to look at the owner of the sleeves.

In the night, my own figure was reflected in those deep eyes.

"Nie Ran, why are you here?"

He looked at me quietly and said: "Avoid the rain."

I found out that he had no umbrella in his hand, and his clothes had fallen a lot of rain, but he was not embarrassed. On the contrary, my swollen eyes should be very horrible. I avoided his gaze, "This kind of rain should stop soon."

The voice fell behind and fell into a long silence.

Just when I thought we would sit like this until the rain stopped, his cold voice sounded in my ears: "Sorry."

I didn't know it, "I'm sorry?"

"I wonder if you are the real Princess Xiangyi."

"Oh." I stretched out my hand to let the raindrops fall cracklingly in my palm, "I didn't take this matter to heart."

"Why don't you explain?"

I said: "What is the difference between explaining and not explaining?"

Nie Ran slowly said: "If you are a fake princess, then the husband may just be the one who manipulates you, but if it is true, then he is your husband-in-law..."

I was inexplicable, "What does that have to do with Master Nie?"

Nie Ran looked down and said, "Since the princess has a sweetheart, why bother..."

"Didn't I remember anything at the time?" I was a little impatient and turned to look at him. "Nie Siye has invited the entire village into Beijing. Don't you tell me that you don't know?"

He finally changed his face, "What the princess meant, if the memory is restored, then you will leave even when you are in Chenjiacun?"

My heart is a little erratic.

Wei Qingheng asked me about this if, Song Langsheng asked me, and now even Nie Ran asks.

At that time, did the breeze like Xu Fang more or Song Langsheng more...

"What does this problem have to do with Nie Siye?" I looked at him for an instant, "The person in the world who should ask me this question is Xu Fang, but he is no longer there. If he is still there, Never asking me such a question makes me dilemma, even if I want to leave, he will..."

He will let go, as long as I am good.

At that time, Xu Fang answered me like this.

A gentleman without self-confidence and security, he always likes to ask many hypothetical questions to make things difficult.

If you are the demon of the rivers and lakes, if you are the leader of the martial arts, if you have someone you like, if your children and grandchildren are full.

Then one day, the two of them were lying on the hillside watching the sunset, and the breeze suddenly asked Xu Fang: "If one day, my memory is restored and I remember that there is a very loved one waiting for me to go back, what will you do?"

It is rare for Xu Fang to ridicule her as usual. After a long time of silence, he said softly: "I will let go, as long as you are good."

It is a pity that Hefeng at that time was not satisfied with this answer. On the contrary, she thought he didn't care about her. She grunted and got up and ran. Just a few steps away, she heard the muffled thunder of the clouds on the top. She was always afraid of lightning. , I remembered that I was standing at the highest point of the village, covering my ears, I was a little at a loss for fear.

When the lightning pierced the sky, someone covered her eyes with his palm and pulled her back into his arms.

I don't know why I suddenly remembered this scene.

Is it because Song Langsheng made me confused, or Nie Ran made me angry.

Nie Ran saw me talking halfway and asked, "What will happen to him?"

I didn't answer him. Seeing that the rain had been received by the sky, I flicked the rain on the sleeves of my elastic shirt, "I should go now, Master Nie should go back to rest soon."

After saying that I was about to step out of the pavilion, the dazzling blue light rushed past, lightning plunged straight down like a sword, and the thunder blasted loudly!

Before I could react, I felt my eyes covered with warm palms, and a tight force on my arms gently brought me into a embrace.

Standing close to each other, overlapped with what was once as far away as the end of the world.

It was quiet on Thursday and Monday, and I couldn't even hear the sound of the heavy rain.

The touch on my eyes is so familiar, it makes me almost forget to breathe.

I stood in a daze, knowing that this idea was too absurd.

"Who are you?"

I pushed away his hand and looked up at him.

"Who are you?"

The wind and clouds were still clear on his face, but the still water was deep in his eyes. He was about to open his mouth, and a cold voice sounded behind him: "Let her go!"

I turned around and looked at the long, cold street ahead. The crimson official robe was so dazzling that it was impossible to look at it.

Song Langsheng was obviously holding the umbrella, but his whole body was soaked, standing gloomily in the drizzle, repeating word by word: "Let her go!"

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At this moment Song Langsheng was pursing his lips, his motionless posture was rather awkward under the dim sky.

I was anxious to get away from Nie Ran, but instead of letting go, his hand on my arm tightened. I raised my head in surprise, but there seemed to be a trace of hesitation and confusion in Nie Ran's eyes.

This servant is usually cold and like icy blocks, so what's the matter suddenly?

I was worrying about explaining to Song Langsheng. I turned my head and saw a palm wind hit Nie Ran's shoulder with a bang, forcing him to take a few steps back and almost hitting the Tingzhu.

Everything was in the blink of an eye. When Nie Ran covered his shoulders and stood still, Song Langsheng held me firmly in his arms. He looked at Nie Ran coldly and said, "If you dare to be rude to the princess again, go down. More than one palm at a time."

I was stunned, Song Langsheng unexpectedly failed to curb his anger?

I thought that Nie Ran would say something, such as "The officials did not intend to offend the princess", but instead of explaining, he slightly raised his lips and said: "It turns out that Lord Song does not have such a brave and brave man in the rivers and lakes. respectively."

Am I wrong?

Nie Ran's demeanor... not so much saluting, as it is... provocative?

His actions like this were undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire, but Song Langsheng was indeed beating people first, and that palm was not light, and it would leave bruises in all likelihood. With a few more palms, with his martial arts, he might be able to beat a person half crippled. It would be very bad if Nie Ran ran to the Criminal Department to sue the husband and say that the Dali Temple Qing knew the law had violated the law and beat the imperial court ordering officer.

I hurriedly jumped between them, holding Song Langsheng's hand to prevent him from being impulsive again, "How do you hit someone?"

Song Lang's face was green, "I'm protecting you, but you blame me on the contrary?"

"Nie Siye just saw that I was about to fall and helped me. You hurt someone for no reason. Who else can you blame?"

Song Langsheng's face suddenly turned dark, but fortunately, he didn't take the next step. He flicked his sleeves and stepped back into the rain like this, and left with strides.

I glanced at Nie Ran and saw that there was nothing wrong with him, so I picked up the green bamboo-leaf umbrella that Song Langsheng had thrown on the ground with my backhand, and stepped forward to catch up.

There was a slanting rain. Song Langsheng walked very fast. I ran for a long time before catching up. Then I found out that I was holding an umbrella. If I was in a hurry to walk in the rain, my clothes on the lower part of the body would have to be soaked. -Just like when Song Langsheng just appeared.

The hand holding the umbrella handle shook lightly.

He is here to pick me up. Even the official robes were too late to change. Seeing the raging rain, I couldn't help but ran all the way from home to look for me.

The rain was more urgent than before. I lifted the umbrella in my hand, trying to block the rain for the consort. Song Langsheng ignored me, stepped out of the range covered by the umbrella, and walked forward quickly.

I greeted him again and put the umbrella over his head. He simply leaned to the right, not allowing me to hold the umbrella for him, and left me behind.

This is Song Langsheng, no matter what happens, what he left to me is always the proud back.

The inexplicable sorrow and grief came suddenly.

I didn't think about protecting him from the rain anymore, so I kept a few steps away and wandered in the misty sky.

When he arrived at the gate of the mansion, Song Langsheng didn't even care about me, but Yu Guang caught a glimpse of me. The whole person was taken aback for a moment, and then strode to my eyes, holding my umbrella hand and holding the umbrella upright, "holding the umbrella. It can be soaked like this."

I was unhappy, "If you don't help me, the umbrella is so heavy that it can only be carried on my shoulders."

Song Langsheng blurted out and said, "The princess will only get more drenched together!"

I looked at Song Langsheng, who had been soaked by the rain, and murmured, "So the horse is afraid that I will be in the rain so that I won't walk with me?"

Song Langsheng glared at me, "Because the princess has always been upset in the room."

"I do not have."

He snorted: "If I didn't say anything, who knows what will happen to you."

I was annoyed and said: "What is it, what is it, is it possible that you don't even believe me?"

"I only know that the princess once ignored the life of the Xu Fang. When Zhao Yanran talked about him, you didn't even dare to look at her..." Song Langsheng turned his head awkwardly: "On weekdays, you I don’t know what I’m doing. I can’t help worrying when I can’t find anyone. When I found it, I saw you crying for others in the pavilion. So, have you ever worried about my feelings?”

"Song Langsheng, it is no one else who makes me sad and crying in the pavilion."

He looked at me confusedly.

"It's you." I said: "I remembered what you said to me in front of my father's palace on that rainy night."

Song Langsheng stiffened, I lowered my head and stepped on the waterway beside my feet: "Also the cold look when you left me alone."

"Princess, I..."

I dared not stare at him, and stepped on the water to myself, "I asked you when I returned from my amnesia, why did you know that I would restore my memory and hide what happened before my disappearance? At that time, you said, you are afraid I will leave you... In fact, when I think of those moments, it really hurts in my heart..."

I sighed, "But by comparison, what makes me even more scared is that when I was confused and disturbed by these memories, you were not able to accompany me by my side..."

Halfway through the conversation, he suddenly pulled me into his arms, "I'm sorry."

His voice was so low that I dare not think about it. I slowly said: "After accepting the apology, can you tell me the truth without reservation?"

The arm around me trembled, and I looked up ignorantly, just in time to see his deep eyes. After several struggles, after all, my eyelashes were still drooping and there was no word.

Even saying the words of unconditional forgiveness, what a heinous crime he did not want to confess to me?

The more I thought about it, the cooler my heart became. Finally, I pushed him away and said: "If you can't even the most fundamental trust, then what is the need to be together!"

After saying that, he ran back to the bedroom, slammed the door, turned off the light, and buried himself in the quilt on the couch, thinking that even if he used the pillow as an excuse, I would never pay any attention.

But after a long time of silence, no one came to knock on the door.

I got up, trying to push it out to see what happened, but from the gap I saw Song Langsheng's lost face, quietly standing in front of the door, his eyes seemed to carry something important.

Obviously only separated by a thin door, at this moment it is thousands of miles away.

I lowered my eyelids, thought of the missing letter, and felt frustrated when I thought that I might not be able to be completely honest.

After that night, I had not spoken to Song Langsheng for several days.

In the past, I mostly offended him in the Cold War. In the end, it was me who couldn't stand it. Only if I took the initiative to coax him, it would be considered to give up.

This time, I was just too arrogant. Both the mansion and the upwards regarded him as air. I didn't care when he took the initiative to speak to me.

This time and again, he was also unhappy, so he fought me with a "detour".

Even my shadow guard couldn't stand this naive act. Ah You hung upside down on the beam and asked me: "Is the princess not afraid of picking honey to take the opportunity to pick things?"

I carefully read the map of the capital that Ah You drew for me, "If she can pick things up, that would be great."

As a woman, Ah You simply finds my idea weird.

I turned the brush, "A Zuo has been staring at picking honey day and night for several days. Except for buying medicine from Chengnan pharmacy every two days, she hasn’t been there almost anywhere. We also checked the pharmacy, and the prescription is Zhou Wenyu. There is nothing wrong with opening it. Picking honey is to show that she is instructed to approach the princess mansion, but she does almost nothing except occasional courtesy, which is really unusual. The enemy who is not moving is the most difficult to deal with, and it is calm. , It’s better to make some waves before we can plan a countermeasure."

Ah You agreed and nodded, "However, his subordinates have searched all dog training places within a hundred miles, and the files of major killer organizations have also been compared, and no relevant clues have been found; all the places in Beijing where plum blossoms have been planted are not high. The door mansion is a place of elegance, and it doesn’t seem that someone will cultivate assassins..."

Before she finished speaking, someone jumped in from the window with a snap. Ah You almost thought it was an assassin who was about to shoot. Seeing Ah Zuo, his whole face was blue, "Can you knock on the window before you come in? If the princess is bathing What to do when you change your clothes."

A Zuo Fengchen came here, his breath was not yet flat: "Will the princess bathe and change clothes in the study?"

Before the two shadow guards started fighting again, I stretched out my hand to block between them, "How did you pick honey?"

Zuo said: "As usual, I came back directly after buying the medicine from the south pharmacy. I am taking the medicine now, and I can't see any strangeness."

Ah You looked disgusted, "It's just stalking a weak woman, how can it be like a fight for seven or eight times."

Zuo dissatisfied: "She walked from Dongzhou Street to Tongji Street and then to Rulin Lane. There were few people on the street, few trees, few trees, and no shelter. I can only follow far away and can’t be lost, or change back. you try."

I glanced at the topographic map of the capital, and felt that there was something wrong with the route reiterated by Zuo: "Go to the medicine shop and go to the Xiange Street along the moat all the way to the south. Why do you need to detour so much from Tongji Street?"

Zuo frowned and hesitated: "Perhaps... she is not familiar with the roads of the capital?"

Picking honey was born in Beijing and grew up in Beijing. How can it be unfamiliar with the road?

Ah You quickly got up, "The subordinates are going to find out what's wrong with Tongji Street."

"No need." I wrote a circle somewhere on Xiange Street on the sheepskin map. "It's here to check."

A Zuo and A You approached at the same time: "Invite the Moon Tower?"

I squinted, "There will be no problems with the way I can go, only those who deliberately avoid it are strange."

Xiange Street is the most eye-catching than the literati and scholars rushing to invite the Moon Tower. From the picture of the house in the capital where Ayoubei planted plum blossoms, we can see that the courtyards of the Yingyue Tower are full of red plums.

When coincidences overlap, you might as well make a hypothesis. If the killer who ambush Song Langsheng back then came from Yingyuelou, then Caimishe would be close to seeking further distance, and it is very likely that he would not be recognized.

But what's the point of recognizing in the same boat?

After Ah Zuo and Ah You left, I scratched my head and walked around in the room, knowing that I should give up unfounded guesses in due course, but I always have a bad feeling when I think of the missing letter.

I wondered whether I should pick up the study to see if there are any missing minutiae.

So hardly all the land was lifted this morning, but unfortunately it was still in vain.

In the twinkling of an eye, I was exhausted. When I squatted and got up for a long time, I felt dizzy. I bumped my forehead on the sandalwood cabinet and knocked the top of the cabinet to the ground with a bang.

When I stood still, I could see that it was a jade flute.

I bought the jade flute for Xu Fang when I was in Chenjiacun. He returned the jade flute to me when I reunited with Nie Ran at the Imperial College six months ago. It's been another half year after a flash, and now I hold this flute in my hand again, recalling that I had saved it from a copper plate and a copper plate, and I couldn't help but sigh.

I rubbed my eyes.

Fortunately, it was very time for Ah You to return. When she appeared, she had a certain uncontrollable excitement on her face, and she closed the door and said: "The princess is like a god, and there is something tricky about Yingyuelou."

I felt refreshed, "Let's talk and listen."

A right said: "Yuyue Tower started five years ago, and the murder case investigated by the principal was seven years ago. At first glance, it seems unrelated. However, before the building of the Yueyue Tower, that place was originally A **** board named Shangwei."

"Shangwei Escort?" I pondered for a moment, "This name is a bit familiar...Is it the one that was wiped out overnight many years ago?"

"Exactly."

The case of Shangwu Escort’s destruction of the door should have caused a sensation in the capital at the time, but at that time I thought about my elder brother’s leaving without saying goodbye...

I suddenly realized, "Shangwei Escort was destroyed after the murder... But who would open a restaurant in a place where so many people died?"

A right said: "The owner of Yaoyuelou is the only survivor of Shangwei Escort, the female Wu Pingting of the dart head."

Wu Pingting's name is really thrilling. In the past few years, the number one beauty in Beijing has been rumored, and I don’t know who it was. Everything else is a mystery.

Ah You handed me a bag of things, "A Zuo found two dogs in the backyard when he sneaked into the Yueyue Building. He was scratched by the dogs in order to steal dog food... Well, this is dog food."

I picked it up and smelled it, "Jerky minced meat cooked with plum blossom petals?"

"The princess said that dogs like to sniff familiar things, and people do the same. Dogs are not necessarily the same, and the habit of keeping them will not change easily."

If the minced meat jerky in Caimi’s hands were given by Wu Pingting, then the people who chased Song Langsheng and Jun Jinzhi should be the people of Shangwei Escort... No, to be precise, someone instructed them to chase down. But after the incident, he crossed the river and demolished the bridge to kill him.

In this way, Cai Mi's reason for not wanting to be discovered is all right. If Wu Pingting finds out that she is still alive, she will definitely catch up with her, vowing to find the manipulator behind her to avenge her blood and hatred.

But what I don’t understand is that if you want to destroy the door, why not kill Wu Pingting at the same time, cutting the grass but not removing the roots, the thinking behind the scenes is really weird; and Wu Pingting, to escape from the dead should not be hiding and finding a way out. What? So swaggering to build a song and dance building in the same place, and become the number one beauty in the capital without changing his name. How does it look like it's tempting an enemy to kill himself?

Amitabha, there are too many mysteries that I can't figure out, and if I continue like this, I'm afraid my brain will explode.

I sighed, "It looks like I'm going to meet Wu Pingting in person for a while."

Ah You said: "Every month on the 16th, she will personally set up the piano in the Yingyue Tower."

I was puzzled, "Set the stage?"

"She will play a song behind the curtain. Someone can make peace with Wu Pingting and have the honor to drink wine alone with Wu Pingting." Ah You groaned, "For so many years, the celebrities who have rushed here are not uncommon. There are many, but there are very few songs that can harmonize."

Yaoyuelou is a singing and dancing restaurant. To put it bluntly, there are more beautiful women singing and dancing on the basis of ordinary restaurants. Such restaurants are not unique in Beijing, large and small.

But she first promoted herself as the number one beauty, and then used this way of holding her pipa half-hidden to attract customers. This Wu Pingting turned out to be a business genius-if not for a deep hatred.

I sighed again, even if such a person uses the authority of the princess to suppress her, he might not obediently obey, let alone inquire the truth back then.

I asked Ah You, "Do you know how to play flute?"

Ah You shook his head in embarrassment.

"Where is Zuo?"

"...He doesn't even know how to play a trumpet." She looked up at the sky, "If the princess wants to find someone who is good at flute, she can't go to Lefang..."

"It's too late, it's sixteen today. Besides, the people in the capital will go to join the crowd, I'm afraid I've been there long ago."

I looked down at the jade flute in my hand. The bright orange sunlight came in through the window, and the jade flute was shining through and bright. The scene where Nie Ran and Xu Fang overlapped that night a few days ago somehow drifted in front of my eyes and shook.

Among the people I know, he is the only one who can blow the flute to the extreme.

However, don't say that Nie Ran, as the Supervisor of the Imperial College, may not be willing to go to this Fengyue place to show his face. Thinking about the situation that Song Langsheng knows about, he feels a bit embarrassed.

But now Wu Pingting is the only breakthrough to trace the truth back then. If you miss the opportunity, I am afraid that you will be caught off guard when the danger comes.

In this steamy afternoon, after a battle between heaven and man alone in the study, I finally came to the Imperial College with Yuxiao.

Before I came, I had put on a green shirt and brocade robe, and after calculating his time for class, I waited by the side door of Jingyi Pavilion.

So Nie Ran was stunned when he saw me from a distance. He looked at me up and down in surprise, "Princess?"

I smiled and said, "It's not the first time I have seen me pretending to be a man. Can't you recognize me?"

Under the shade of the tree, Nie Ran gently curled his lips and stared at me: "Since the princess comes here in a disguise dress, he won't be polite."

I nodded, and asked first: "Well, is the injury on my shoulder healed? Last time, I was misunderstood, I hope Nie Siye will forgive me."

Nie Ran said: "There is nothing serious about it. The princess cares about the princess, so I didn't take it to heart."

I smiled happily: "That's good, since Master Nie is all right, it shouldn't be difficult to raise your arm and blow a flute or something?"

Nie Ran: "?"

I stretched Yu Xiao with my back in front of him, and said concisely: "Ah, it's like this, you know Wu Pingting, the first beauty in Beijing? I want to talk to her alone if I have something to do. You can invite Yuelou's rules. It takes someone who can match her piano sound to see you. I think of you, Nie Siye, under unscrupulous measures."

Nie Ran's delicate eyebrows moved, and he said in an unpredictable tone: "It turns out that the princess is looking for me for this. I thought..."

Seeing him half-talking, I wondered: "For why?"

Nie Ran shook his head and only said: "Inviting Yuelou's'Qinse and Minghui's Lady' said that the officials have also heard about it, but that Wu Pingting's famous song is no one can beat the capital, and the music skills of the official are poor. I'm afraid I can't help the princess to introduce..."

I subconsciously intercepted his words, "Your words are okay."

When the voice fell, Nie Ran was stunned, and I was stunned. Only then did I realize that the words were too familiar, and hurriedly remedied: "This princess means that Nie Siye should have more confidence in herself, um...Furthermore , Even if the introduction fails, there is nothing wrong with it. I will think of another way."

Nie Ran looked down at the flute quietly for a while, and when I thought he would decline, he took my flute and said lightly: "Okay."

I raised my eyelashes in surprise.

He said: "The princess waits a moment, and when the next official changes into casual clothes, she will go with the princess."

He promised to be so refreshing, it made me a little bit at a loss.

Xiange Street is not too far away from the Imperial College. It would have made people recognize the sedan at the Princess’s Mansion. I wanted to suggest walking, but when I left the Imperial College, I saw one.