The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

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Walking out of the palace, the night outside is just right, and there are gorgeous lights in the distance.

On weekdays, only the Jinshui River sings and dances until dawn, but on the day of Shangyuan Festival, the whole city is full of fire and silver flowers, and it is a day of carnival for the people of the capital.

Even if there is an accident in Xuande Tower tonight, it will not affect the people visiting the lantern festival, guessing lantern riddles, and young boys and girls will travel together.

Yu Jin pulled Jiang Si forward and asked her sideways, "Would you like to go shopping again?"

Jiang Si gave him a strange look: "I still have the heart to go to the lantern festival? Go back to the house, Ah Huan may not have slept yet."

Yu Jin regretted: "I haven't guessed that riddle yet."

Jiang Si smiled: "I guessed it."

"What is it?"

When the Xuande Building accident happened, the two were guessing lantern riddles. The riddle was "What to be afraid of in the severe cold on March 9th".

It is a beautiful jade rabbit lamp, if you guess the answer, you can take it away, whether it is coaxing a daughter-in-law or a daughter, it is excellent.

But Yu Jin's martial arts are outstanding, and his reading is slightly worse.

In his words, everything is good for others to do, and there must be a way to survive, such as that auspicious auspiciousness.

Jiang Si looked in the direction of Yujie from afar, and spit out two words: "Honeysuckle."

Yu Jin stroked his palms, quite suddenly realized: "That's right, why didn't I think of it at the time."

Jiang Si glanced at him: "It's as if you can think of it later."

Yu Jin froze for a moment, and glanced left and right at no one. Only the imperial city guards were dumbfounded in the distance. He quickly pinched Jiang Shi's cheek and pretended to be fierce: "Tell me, do you dislike me for not studying enough?"

Jiang Si was shocked: "Have you seen all this?"

The two laughed and got on the carriage, and the carriage slowly drove towards Yan Wangfu.

Back at the mansion, Ah Huan really hadn't slept yet, and when she saw Jiang Si, she reached out for a hug, and fell asleep listening to Xiao Qu'er in her mother's arms.

Yu Jin said in his heart that this little rice cake will definitely not be thrown away next year.

After returning to the bedroom to lie down, Yu Jin asked the doubts in the palace: "Asi, you really dreamed that Princess Fuqing would have an accident tonight?"

"I only dreamed that something would happen to the Shangyuan Festival. I don't know if it was tonight."

Yu Jin was silent for a while, and said, "I didn't hear you mention it before."

"It's just a piecemeal dream, where did you think it would really happen, and I was afraid that you would know in advance that showing the strangeness would cause the father to think a lot, so I didn't mention it." Jiang Si explained.

"It's unbelievable that what happened in the dream can come true..." Yu Jin sighed and didn't go into depth.

Jiang Xian saw that Yu Jin said such a sentence, but he was a little embarrassed and asked: "A Jin, don't you think it's strange?"

Yu Jin smiled slightly: "Of course I think it's weird, but that's all. Is it because my daughter-in-law can have sweet dreams, so she can't live?"

"A beautiful dream?" Jiang Si was surprised, "Isn't this a beautiful dream, there is nothing good in a dream—"

How could her memories of her past life be any good?

Yu Jin smiled and said, "You got a warning in your dream to avoid those calamities. Isn't this a beautiful dream? You can't be envied by others."

Ah Si may have his own secrets, but these are not important, the important thing is that his dream comes true and he gets Ah Si as his wife.

Hearing what Yu Jin said, Jiang Xi felt relieved, and smiled, "You always have so many false ideas."

Yu Jin put down the brocade tent: "Today Fuqing is in danger, but it gave us a good chance."

"What?" Jiang Si didn't react for a while.

Yu Jin put his arms around her: "Remember what I said, if you want to become a prince, it's easiest to start from the queen's side. Now is the chance."

"Tell me."

The brocade tent blocked the bright moonlight through the window, and also blocked the whispers inside the tent.

Two days later, the queen did not get any progress from Emperor Jing Ming on the incident of Princess Fuqing's Lantern Festival distress, and her heart became more and more heavy, especially when she watched her daughter still go to the Cining Palace to accompany the queen mother every day.

The shadows in my heart are even worse.

For the queen, the murderer of her daughter has not been found out for a day, and her heart is seized every moment, and she cannot be relieved.

The queen only brought a maid to relax in the garden, and gradually walked into the depths of the Merlin.

Layer after layer of plum blossoms fell on the ground, forming a thin tapestry, making people walk silently.

The queen was very thoughtful, and the palace maid naturally did not dare to come out, so she just followed silently.

A low voice came through the flowers and trees.

The queen paused and subconsciously stopped to listen.

"Have you heard that Qingdai fell from the building on the New Year's Day, not by accident at all, but by jumping off the building to commit suicide."

An exclamation sounded: "Isn't she the personal maid of Princess Fuqing, why did Hao Duan Duan jump off the building to commit suicide?"

"It is said that she wanted to kill Princess Fuqing, and she jumped off the building after she missed it..."

"No wonder those who served Princess Fuqing after the Shangyuan Festival disappeared. It was because of this."

The queen listened expressionlessly, with anger flashing in her eyes.

There was a problem with Princess Fuqing's personal maid, and the queen naturally didn't dare to be careless, and almost changed the people in Princess Fuqing's palace. Most of those missing people are currently being interrogated in the secret cell.

This kind of movement is not small, and the people in the palace are panicked for a while.

Princess Fuqing was in danger on the Shangyuan Festival. Many palace people knew about it, and they couldn't hide it. The queen was angry that there were still palace people secretly discussing this matter, which was considered a taboo in the palace.

But then again, there is gossip wherever there are people, and it is impossible to stop the discussion.

The queen sullen, about to scold.

She is the queen, and it was disrespectful to hear the wall feet, but she didn't react at first.

But before the queen could say anything, one of them spoke again: "I really didn't expect that someone would dare to harm the princess. Fortunately, the queen has replaced all the people who serve Princess Fuqing."

Another person sighed: "What's the use of having the Queen's protection, it will be difficult to say in the future..."

The queen was full of anger and glanced at the palace maid.

The palace maid understood and said sternly: "Who is talking, and still don't come out!"

The flowers and trees swayed for a while, and then the sound of small footsteps went from near to far.

The palace maid rushed over with flowers and trees, only to see two backs fleeing in panic.

The queen also walked over, her face as if frozen.

The people who escaped were dressed in ordinary palace servant costumes, and it was as difficult to find them.

"Mother--"

The queen fluttered her sleeves and returned to the bedroom, with a breath stuck in her chest and unable to get out.

Princess Fuqing was in distress one after another, and it was not surprising that there were such discussions in the palace privately.

She was worried that when she was gone, who would truly protect her innocent and kind daughter?

The thought that flashed in the queen's mind before became clear: what if she had a son?

She is the queen. With the emperor's emphasis on orthodoxy, her son is justifiable to be the prince. When he becomes the master of this world in the future, are you afraid that no one will take care of Fuqing?