Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Sin debt.

The goblin who once came from hell quietly twitched the corners of his mouth, as if he was sarcastic.

The Buddha accommodates all things, but he never told her what to do if she was either dead or alive.

Her hands were stained with blood, but she never thought that these were sins.

Because she wants to live.

Yun Si withdrew her gaze and looked forward again.

Yingchun was walking beside the carriage and saw the princess sticking her head out. Thinking that she was anxious to return to the palace, she said,

"Princess, I just arrived at the palace in the evening. Please sit patiently. If you want anything, you can tell the slave."

Yun Si didn't speak, but her nose moved.

The air after the rain is very fresh. Although the sun has not come out, the surrounding temperature is comfortable.

A gust of wind blew across her cheek, and the smell of young leaves was mixed with a very light smell of blood.

It seemed like it was coming from a far away place, and the smell of blood was mixed with the scent of beasts.

The little white tiger spirit looked quietly in the direction of the creek where she often went.

"Yingchun, what happened last night?" she asked.

Yingchun was stunned for a moment. She seemed to have thought of something and lowered her voice, "Last night, someone seemed to want to assassinate His Majesty."

"It is said that there was a river of blood in the east chamber, but when the servant secretly looked there, there was nothing but blood on the ground."

"Is Your Majesty injured?"

Yingchun replied: "It should be none, right?"

How could she, a little maid, dare to ask?

Yun Si nodded and lowered the curtain.

Therefore, the reason why the emperor came to the temple in advance and brought so few guards was because he wanted to use himself as bait.

He deliberately arranged to live in the East Chamber, but in fact, the East Chamber was already a dragnet, just waiting to catch turtles in the urn.

As for his arrival last night, he probably knew that the West Wing was far away from the East Wing, and his assassin would not have made a special trip to the West Wing.

In this way, he arranged everything and reaped the benefits.

And her residence is just a temporary refuge.

Yun Si didn't know what to say for a moment.

But thinking about it this way, it makes sense why he broke into his sister's room in the middle of the night.

Yun Si thought of how he touched her head last night, as if he were treating a child.

She held her chin up and closed her eyes in deep thought.

One day passed,

The wheels of the carriage purred, the flags fluttered, and the emperor's carriage and horses traveled unimpeded.

Starting from Daxiangguo Temple, we arrived all the way to the imperial capital, and finally entered the splendid and towering palace.

The palace door was immediately closed heavily.

The sound of "Bang——" was so loud that people's hearts trembled involuntarily.

After three years, when she returned to the palace, Yingchun looked around curiously and felt that the palace was more majestic than three years ago.

Glazed yellow tiles and towering ancient trees.

Phoenixes spread their wings on the cornices carved from sandalwood, floating windows carved from blue tiles and wall panels made of jade. At the end of a straight road, a huge square sinks slowly with jade steps.

Soldiers in hard armor, holding long tasseled spears, stood in rows on the palace wall, their waists straight like sentry towers in the midst of war, cold and silent.

The carriage was moving forward, and the prince walking in front, perhaps receiving some instructions, came in a hurry with his whisk in hand.

He whispered a few words to Yingchun, and then followed the carriage while saluting Chu Yang inside the carriage.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty has decreed that you have served me well by staying in mourning for three years. When you come back, all the provisions and treatment will be in accordance with the princess's highest standards. You can stay here with peace of mind."