Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

Sima Qi, who received the news that Qingyun and his party had returned to the capital, and all the civil and military ministers of the court were waiting at the city gate early. The people also spontaneously came to respect the return of the new emperor. The whole capital was decorated with lights and colorful lights, and it was a joyous scene. There is no longer the atmosphere of haze and panic.

The sound of horse hooves could be heard in the distance, and gradually a black cloud and a blue light surrounded a carriage that appeared in everyone's sight, and everyone suddenly became excited.

Mo Xuan jumped out of the carriage first, then raised the curtain, holding Qingyun's hand and slowly walked out of the carriage.

The ink-like hair hangs straight down to the waist, flying gently as Qingyun moves, the eyebrows are clear and picturesque, and there is no trace of dust on the exquisite face. Under the lavender brocade clothes is a proud and elegant body, a white and flawless white fox The cloak makes the whole person more elegant and noble.

Sima Rui and others also jumped off their horses one after another and stood quietly behind Qingyun.

"Long live my emperor!" All the people knelt down and shouted in unison.

Sima Chun's edict of passing the throne has long been announced to the world, and Sima Qi has also made public the edict of Emperor Huiwen. Even though Qingyun has not yet officially ascended the throne, he is already the legitimate successor to the new emperor.

"Pingsheng!" Raising his hand slightly to signal everyone to get up, Qingyun quickly walked up to Leng Yi and Master Jingxin, with an moved expression and a slightly choked voice: "Uncle Leng, Master, I'm back."

Thinking about the last time she returned to Beijing, her father also personally led the civil and military ministers to wait here. Unexpectedly, everything changed in the blink of an eye. Her grief and loneliness can be imagined.

She firmly believes that her father must still be alive, but...

Father, where are you now?

Do you know that Jiu'er has put things right and has inherited the throne as you wished? Do you know that Jiu'er misses you day and night and has a lot to say to you?

Holding back the excitement in his heart, Leng Yi smiled and said happily: "It will be good to come back, it will be good to come back!"

After Mo Xuan's careful treatment and more than a month of rest, his injury has recovered, but this time it was a fundamental injury and he still needs some time to recover.

What he deeply regretted and blamed was that he failed to protect Jiu'er when she needed him most, and he failed to live up to his master's trust.

"Jiu'er must be very tired after a long journey. Let's go back to the palace and have a good rest. We can talk about anything later." Master Jingxin was equally excited and happy, but she was wearing a white gauze hat so that no one else could see it. She looked happy with tears in her eyes, but there was clearly a strange emotion in her voice.

Taking out the brocade handkerchief and wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, Qingyun looked at Leng Yi and Master Jingxin and smiled: "Let's go home!"

She originally wanted to announce to the world that after the dust settled, she would restore the status of the imperial aunt and eldest princess.

Unexpectedly, Aunt Huang declined politely, saying that Sima Lanxuan was dead, and now Aunt Huang was just the presiding Jingxin Master of Cining Nunnery. The most important thing was that Aunt Huang had been eating fast and chanting Buddha for so many years, and she had become accustomed to a peaceful and indifferent life. I don’t want to get involved in the mortal world anymore.

What's more, even if her identity is not restored, the imperial aunt is still her imperial aunt, her only blood relative in the world, so there is no need to cause more trouble.

She couldn't convince Aunt Huang, so she had no choice but to agree.

"Auntie Huang..."

As the milky children's voice sounded, a snow-white figure rushed toward Qingyun like lightning.

With quick eyes and hands, he grabbed Qing Yun's waist and moved away. He watched as Mu Xue, who couldn't hold back, fell to the ground, causing a burst of dust to fly. Mo Xuan looked gloating at his misfortune.

You deserve it if you dare to compete with him for Xi Yan!

She rolled her eyes at Mo Xuan with an irritated look, took away his hand around her waist, Qingyun quickly stepped forward to help Muxue up, gently patted the dust off her body, and looked at Lu Youyou's eyes flashing with grievance, looking calm. Muxue, who was about to cry, couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth: "Muxue, why are you here?"

She left Muxue behind in the first place to protect her father, but she didn't see Muxue when she returned to Beijing. Could it be that her father...

Snow-white head rubbed against Qingyun's palm, ignoring Mo Xuan's angry eyes next to her. Mu Xue blinked and looked at Qingyun, looking intimate and charming.

Seeing such a powerful and ferocious snow wolf, so cute in front of her sister, Ling'er was curious and surprised. Due to the presence of everyone, she did not lose due etiquette.

"My father arranged for Muxue to help me with some things. Muxue and I have just returned to Beijing a few days ago."

When the warm voice reached her ears, Qingyun couldn't help but think, and turned around hurriedly.

A few steps away, Sima Xian stood quietly, his starry eyes were clear and lively, his handsome face was as warm as the wind as usual, and his slight smile was like the warm sun at this moment, which made him look extremely comfortable.

With eyes gradually filled with mist, Qingyun quickly walked up to Sima Xian and reached out to grab his sleeve: "Sixth brother..."

"What you want to know, I will tell you in detail later." Sima Xian smiled fondly and glanced at the people around him with his dark eyes.

Qingyun immediately understood that what Sixth Brother did must not be explained to outsiders, so he nodded knowingly.

Seeing Aunt Huang first comforting Muxue affectionately, and then talking to his father, without noticing her, Lin'er was filled with grievances and couldn't help but call out again: "Aunt Huang..."

Following the sound, Lin'er, who was in Cai Wanting's arms, looked at her eagerly, waving her fat little hands to her, pouting her pink mouth, her big black eyes filled with grievances and expectations. Qingyun's heart suddenly felt so soft that it could drip with water. She hurriedly stepped forward and held Lin'er in her arms. She lowered her head and kissed his forehead: "Lin'er, Aunt Huang misses you so much. Do you miss Aunt Huang?"

"think!"

Lin'er's chubby little hands hugged Qingyun's neck, and kissed Qingyun's cheek. He didn't care about the drool left on Qingyun's cheek, and ignored Mo Xuan's face, which instantly darkened like a dark cloud. He giggled and turned pink. There was no hint of the grievance on his carved little face.

The innocent and cute appearance made Qingyun become even more soft-hearted, and she kissed Lin'er's face back, making Lin'er smile even more heartily.

Muxue stood meekly at Qingyun's feet. Seeing Qingyun's love for Lin'er, her green eyes shone with dissatisfaction.

Now there is another little devil competing with it for its master, but the owner still loves this little devil so much. Wow, it really hurts its heart.

Seeing this heartwarming scene, everyone laughed.

Only Mo Xuan's eyes were gloomy and gloomy, his beautiful face was as cold as frost, and the veins on his forehead were pulsing. He looked like he was bitter and resentful. He looked at Sima Xian with clear eyes and said: Your own son can't hold his own. What?

Seeing that Mo Xuan's face was not so good, Cai Wanting's heart skipped a beat and she hurriedly reached out to hug Lin'er. Unexpectedly, Sima Xian held her hand in time to stop her, as if he didn't see Mo Xuan's gloomy eyes and the slight smile on Qingjun's face. The smile made Mo Xuan feel particularly dazzling, but he couldn't do anything about it. The hands hanging on his sides clenched into fists, trying his best to restrain the urge to throw the little devil in Qing Yun's arms.

After Sima Rui appeared, Xu Kexin's eyes had been intertwined with him. Although he seemed to be safe and sound, she was still worried because it had not been confirmed. But now that everyone was here, and with the etiquette taught since childhood, she could only watch, not Do something as far away as stepping forward and checking it out in person.

Looking at the civil and military ministers and people around him, Sima Qi said softly: "Let's go back to the palace first."

There are so many of them blocking the city gate, which has caused a lot of inconvenience. Moreover, many ministers and people are waiting here without even having breakfast. If the delay continues, something unexpected will inevitably happen. After all, there are many gray-haired old people among them. With women and children.

Qingyun obviously also understood Sima Qi's worries, so he gently persuaded everyone to go home, but everyone refused to leave. It was not until Qingyun was surrounded by Qingyun that they entered the palace, and then they dispersed happily.

Luoxia Palace.

Instructing Lan Jue and others to go back to their room to rest, Qing Yun was served by Hong Hu and Qing Xiu and briefly freshened up. Just as she was about to discuss something with Mo Xuan and her four brothers, Lu Ba suddenly walked in quickly: "Princess, Prince Chun He went to the dungeon again and asked me to send a message, asking the princess and Mr. Mo to go to the dungeon together, saying that there was something important."

"He once went to Tianlao to visit Lin Yufen, and for some reason the two of them had a serious quarrel." Sima Qi said disdainfully: "He couldn't make any waves anymore, so I didn't restrict him, but he never went to Tianlao again after that. Lin Yufeng was in jail every day, cursing like crazy, cursing everyone, including you and your mother, except the old man. In addition, he also cursed a man named Yue Ting for being cowardly and incompetent, and for wishful thinking. ...Anyway, my words were full of malice and contempt, so I just told the jailers not to treat Lin Yuyan's food harshly, and ignore the rest."

Qingyun frowned slightly: "Does King Chun often go to the dungeon?"

"No." Green Po shook his head and replied truthfully: "The day after the princess left the capital, King Chun came to Luoxia Palace and asked to see that person. We followed the princess's order and took King Chun there, and King Chun did not He didn't say anything, stayed for a while and then left. A few days later, King Chun came again and asked, "Is it true?" The man just smiled bitterly and said nothing. When King Chun left, his expression was unclear whether it was anger or pain. , today is the third time.”

Slowly turning the tea cup in her hand, Qingyun's face was calm and her pupils were as deep as ink, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking.

Suddenly something came to mind, and a glimmer of joy flashed in Mo Xuan's charming eyes: "Since he said so, we might as well go and see him."

Looking sideways at Mo Xuan beside him, seeing his eyes were charming and bright, Qingyun put down the tea cup, declined the kindness of her four brothers to accompany her, and did not let Lu Ba and others follow, so she and Mo Xuan went to the dungeon.

The dungeon illuminated by night pearls seemed like daylight. It was much cleaner and tidier than the dirty, dark and moldy sky dungeon. However, the various cold and gloomy torture instruments around it made people shudder.

Hearing the footsteps approaching, Sima Chun, who was sitting on the chair, stood up suddenly and walked up to the man in black whose hands and feet were bound, the dagger in his hand flashing with cold light.