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"I'm sorry! If there was any other way, we wouldn't be able to do this!" Ji Hen lowered his head slightly, full of guilt.
"Mr. Ji, there is no need to say sorry. I believe this is Xiangling's own choice! It's just... I want to clean up Xiangling now, and I want you to go out for a while!" Qing Dai couldn't stop crying.
"Yes!" Ji Hen nodded, glanced at Zhao Changyuan and Mingtian, and the three of them walked out.
"Xiang Ling, didn't you say you would serve the princess well with me? Why didn't you stay for a few more days? You just left like that!" Qingdai choked while holding Xiang Ling's hand.
"I'm sorry Xiangling! Let you bear this alone." Qingdai took a wet towel and wiped Xiangling carefully.
Outside the house, Zhao Changyuan and Ji Hen stood in the courtyard, with Mingtian standing beside them, but their hearts had never been so heavy.
"All this is due to the You clan, Shen Yang, have you made a plan?" Ji Hen said quietly.
"Yes." Zhao Changyuan responded softly: "Mingtian, bury Xiangling as soon as possible!"
"Yes!" Mingtian responded.
"Are you going to tell Gong Yueyue about this?" Ji Hen looked at Zhao Changyuan's gloomy face and said.
"Don't let her know for now!" Zhao Changyuan sighed softly. Ji Hen nodded lightly.
"I've never been in such a bad mood recently!" Ji Hen sighed heavily.
"If I could protect Gong Yueyue, nothing like this would happen!" Zhao Changyuan blamed himself.
"Shen Yang, some things are destined by God! Why do you blame yourself so much?"
"Yes! Everything has an effect and a reason. The You clan has planned it long ago, and you may not be able to hide even if you want to!" Zhao Changyuan suddenly understood and felt relieved.
"Tomorrow, let's go to Xiang Ling's house together!" Ji Hen also felt relieved and said with a smile. Zhao Changyuan nodded.
"Mr. Ji!" came the voice of a palace maid, and several people looked sideways.
"Princess, the princess's face seems to be back to normal!" the palace maid said excitedly.
Zhao Changyuan and Ji Hen glanced at each other, so quickly? Then they hurriedly walked into the room to take a look. Sure enough, their faces had returned to normal and their breathing began to become even. Zhao Changyuan smiled in his heart.
Xiangling! Thank you!
"Okay." Ji Hen didn't ask any more questions, nodded in agreement, and walked to the side room.
Zhao Changyuan stayed for a while and then walked out.
After a moment, Zhao Changyuan stood under a wall. Seeing no one around, he flew over the wall and landed lightly on the ground. Zhao Changyuan did not hide anything and walked straight inside. Yan Jingrong was sitting in the pavilion in the courtyard, as if waiting for someone.
Zhao Changyuan immediately understood why there was no one to guard him tonight, and slowly walked towards the pavilion.
Yan Jingrong sensed that someone was coming and turned his face sideways: "I didn't expect that I actually have a tacit understanding with you!"
"Don't use random words! I just want to tell you the situation and next plan as soon as possible." Zhao Changyuan corrected.
"Sit down!" Yan Jingrong did not expect that he would be so polite.
Zhao Changyuan stepped up to the pavilion and sat down opposite Yan Jingrong.
"Gong Yueyue, how are you?" Yan Jingrong said calmly.
"The magic has been broken!" Zhao Changyuan's tone was also very calm, but he could clearly feel the joy in Yan Jingrong's eyes and was slightly scratched, wondering how he could cooperate with him.
"Don't tell anyone about this beforehand! Just pretend you don't know and keep in touch with the You clan. The emperor already knows that the You clan is causing trouble, and he should take some action. After three days, you can find a reason to pretend to be injured and stay here.
Prince Jing's Mansion, and then tell the You clan people in a letter that you were injured trying to help them get the imperial seal, and then the You clan people will definitely come to your door!" Zhao Changyuan said slowly.
"The people of the You clan are very cunning!" Yan Jingrong said calmly.
"That's the point. After the You clan people come to our door, we need you to perform a show of affection!" Zhao Changyuan looked at Yan Jingrong and said seriously.
"Memories of deep affection?"
"Yes!" Zhao Changyuan nodded and told Yan Jingrong all the plans. Yan Jingrong thought for a moment and nodded lightly.
It was already late at night when Zhao Changyuan returned to Zhujinyuan. Mingtian walked up to him and handed over his hands: "Your Majesty, he has been buried well! At the foot of the back mountain."
Zhao Changyuan nodded slightly: "Where is Qingdai?"
"Go back to the prince, Qingdai is waiting for the princess."
"Yes." Zhao Changyuan responded and walked towards the room. Looking at the hibiscus cake and osmanthus cake on the table, Zhao Changyuan turned away his eyes and walked inside. Seeing Zhao Changyuan come in, Qingdai stood up and stepped aside. Zhao Changyuan sat by the bed and pulled Gong Gong up.
The temperature of Yueyue's hand was also normal. Zhao Changyuan turned his face slightly: "I know that this matter is too ridiculous, but I hope you will not tell Gong Yueyue the truth in the short term."
"I know the seriousness of this matter. Even if the prince doesn't tell me, I will keep it secret!" Qing Dai's eyes flashed with seriousness. Although she felt sorry for Xiang Ling, everything everyone did was for the princess! After hearing this, Zhao Changyuan
Nod.
The woman finally coaxed Dongdong, who had been crying and restless, to sleep, and sat on the edge of the bed with a sad look on his face.
"Maybe I was scared. It should be fine after a sleep!" The middle-aged man looked at the woman with a sad look on her face and comforted her.
"Dongdong has never been like this before. Tonight, I always feel very uneasy." The woman looked at the middle-aged man and said with a frown. The middle-aged man was also uneasy. He lowered his head and looked at the books neatly placed beside the bed.
, with worry in his eyes.
"I wonder how Xiangling is doing? His father, nothing will happen to Xiangling, right?!" The woman still couldn't let go.
"What nonsense are you talking about? What will happen if you serve the princess! Besides, the princess is heavily guarded. Don't think about it!" The middle-aged man couldn't hear those words, and his tone was a bit high.
"Yes, yes, my mind always likes to think wildly!" The woman patted her forehead tiredly.
"Get some rest quickly! It's late at night." The middle-aged man looked at the woman and became a little unbearable, and his tone became much softer. The woman nodded and blew out the candles on the table, and groped her way to bed.
The silent late night made people feel very peaceful. Zhao Changyuan was lying on the chaise longue in front of the window. Maybe he was really tired recently and fell asleep quickly. Gong Yueyue was lying on the bed, sleeping peacefully. He had been suffering from pain for many days.
, making her physically and mentally exhausted, but as the night progressed, Gong Yueyue's face seemed a little sad.
In the dream, Gong Yueyue stood on the broad grassland, with a few petals fluttering in front of her eyes. It seemed that she had not felt so comfortable for a long time, but suddenly, several faces appeared in front of her. They were her parents, and her younger brother! They
It seemed that they were saying something, but I couldn't hear a word clearly. I wanted to go to them, but I couldn't move my legs. Gradually, they were getting further and further away from me. Gong Yueyue stretched out her hand.
He wanted to catch them, but failed. Gong Yueyue shouted: Dad, Mom, brother, don’t leave me! However, they just smiled and got farther and farther away from Gong Yueyue, and Gong Yueyue hung down sadly.
Hand, a voice came over, Gong Yueyue turned around: Xiangling! Xiangling approached her with a smile: Princess, you have to live well! Be happy, be happy! Xiangling will always be there to accompany you!
Xiangling pointed to the sky as she spoke, puzzled: Xiangling, what are you talking about? (To be continued)