Chapter 125

Back in the summer solstice court, zi'an wanted to check for yuan, but yuan held her hand and said, "zi'an, go to bed first. I'll talk about it tomorrow."

"No, first..."

"Listen, you need a good sleep now." Yuan insisted.

Zi an looked at her pale but stubborn face and knew that she was pitying herself, so she went back to the room first.

Xiao Sun's injury has been healed, and mother Yang has taken good care of him. No one dares to make trouble here when Zi an is not in the house.

Mammy Yang didn't ask a word. After she served Zian well, she retreated.

Zi an was very tired and sleepy, but his mind was spinning rapidly.

She was puzzled about the dagger, but she didn't go into it deeply, because no matter how big the dagger was, it was in her hands now.

She didn't think about what the prime minister would do to her next. In fact, this is the most important thing to think about. However, what she is worried about now is that Murong Jie returns to the palace.

With all these associations, the second batch of killers behind the scenes are ready. How should he face it?

Before he came back, he heard them say that he was going to deploy troops and bandage his wounds better. Did he know that there might be a fierce fight after he came back to the government?

As Zi an had expected, in fact, it was not far from ten.

After Murong Jie killed the assassins, the king of South Huai left first. Before the news of the palace spread, he ordered people to spread the news, saying that the assassins were killed by Murong Jie.

Therefore, after Murong Jie left the palace, he was ambushed immediately.

The king of South Huai was standing in the tower, watching the fight below.

He knew that Murong Jie had been prepared and was absolutely capable of escaping from this ambush. However, this ambush is really necessary. If he kills one more person tonight, he will have another enemy. These assassins are all organized, not alone.

"Lord, go back!" A woman in a white dress quietly appeared behind him, gently holding his hand. The moonlight poured down on the woman's gorgeous face, which almost solidified the moonlight.

Regent's house.

The imperial concubine sat in the main hall of her courtyard. All the white lanterns that had been hung up in the mansion had been removed. The affairs in the palace had already spread to her.

Her hands have been shaking ever since she heard the news.

She doesn't like the feeling that everything is out of her control. The out of control situation makes her flustered and impatient for no reason.

Xia Zian's life is the most ironic stimulation for her.

Two bodyguards knelt in front of her, shivering. They never thought that Xia Zian was still alive. She didn't know martial arts. Jumping off the cliff was a dead end, but she came back alive.

The imperial concubine sighed softly, "didn't you come back to report to the mourning family that Xia Zian had fallen off the cliff and died? Why is she still alive? "

If Xia Zian is not alive, he can't be saved according to ah Jie's injury. He is out of breath in the house, and his wounds are covered with pills, which can also kill him.

She inquired, her tone unspeakably soft, her brow not a bit angry, not even complaining.

"Princess GUI, we really saw Xia Zian fall off the cliff..." The thin bodyguard defended, but did not dare to go on, because now Xia Zian is still alive, is an indisputable fact.

Your too imperial concubine stretched out hand to rub eyebrow heart, to silk bamboo aunt way: "take down, leave whole corpse!"

Hearing this, the two bodyguards suddenly collapsed on the ground. They didn't beg for mercy, because they all knew that begging for mercy was useless. It would only infuriate the imperial concubine and make them die more miserable.

Aunt Sizhu raised her hand and motioned for people to come in and drag them down.

Two murmurs came from the door of the mansion, and then there was no movement.

A servant came with water to wash the bright red blood on the stone steps. The blood flowed down the stone steps and penetrated under the locust trees in the yard.

This locust tree is raised by blood and water. Its branches and leaves are luxuriant and its trunk is strong. Almost two people can't embrace it.

"I want to go out and sit in the yard, waiting for my son to come back!" Your imperial concubine stands up, the footstep is a little flimsy.

She was sitting on the couch under the locust tree, leaning back, half lying looking at the moonlight in the sky, the stars were dim and almost invisible.

Aunt Sizhu has been standing behind her, the smell of blood into her nose, let her almost vomit.

"Only by smelling the bloody smell can I feel at ease." The princess sighed again.

Aunt Sizhu said, "princess, why don't you go back and have a rest earlier."

"No, the son of AI family is coming back soon. Just wait here." The pale smile floated from the corner of her mouth. "In the year when he was born, Aijia was granted the title of imperial concubine by the former Emperor. Aijia pinned all his hopes on him. However, as he grew older and his heart revealed, Aijia knew that he was unreliable, but Aijia was willing to spend all his efforts on him. Do you know? As long as he said that he was willing to ascend the throne of God, Aijia would spare no effort Help him, clear away all the obstacles for him, and let him ascend the position of the ninth fiveAunt Sizhu said in a low voice: "everyone has his own ambition!"

The expensive imperial concubine laughs, laughs some terror, "listen, he is coming back, rolling a bloody smell, he must have gone through a bloody battle, he is the winner, come to see his mother who failed."

Aunt Sizhu looked out and shook her head. "The Lord hasn't come back yet."

The expensive too imperial concubine slowly closes an eye, "be? After smelling the bloody smell, the AI family thought that he had come back. Let's wait for him. After all, he came to the AI family to settle accounts. The AI family wanted him to understand that all the mistakes were due to his ignorance of enterprise. "

She fell asleep and had a dream. In the dream, a little boy always took her hand to play by the lake. How innocent the little boy's smile was!

He said, "my mother, in the future, my son will build a wooden house for you by the lake, so that you can watch the water rippling every day."

She wanted to say no log cabins. She never wanted log cabins.

Suddenly wake up, she is a bit at a loss, subconsciously want to find aunt Sizhu.

"Did your mother wake up?" The cold voice rang out in her ears. She trembled all over. She turned her head and saw a man sitting beside her. He was full of cold breath and had a strong smell of blood. This time, she didn't feel the smell of blood. She just felt unspeakable nausea.

She slowly leaned back on the chair, as if living in a recliner was the safest position.

"It's good that you're back!" She sighed gently, looked at him, and then reached out to touch his face, "Ai Jia just dreamed that you said you would build a wooden house for AI Jia. There is a beautiful scenery by the lake."

Murong Jie was cutting a pear in his hand. His skin and flesh were completely separated. His voice was low, and he could not say that he was lonely. "At that time, I didn't know that my mother's wife didn't care about the wooden house by the lake."

"If you know something that is rare to your mother, you won't fight for it." She gently laughed, the past flashed in her mind like a dream, accompanied by a sudden rise and disappear of murderous spirit in her eyes.

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