Gu Yunshu turned the palm of his right hand, and a faint blue mist emerged. The hosta originally hidden in the sleeves of the robe flew out and was immersed in the mist. Then at a speed visible to the naked eye, the outer shell of the hosta fell off, forming a black hosta about three inches long.
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The jade button turned into a beam of light and blended into the hosta.
The seal on the originally pure black hairpin was unlocked, and the hairpin body showed a gradient color. The front end was a deep ink black color, then gradually changed to ink blue, and the tail end returned to a faint blue. The whole body is clear and curved into a large wave shape. The texture is delicate.
, pure and bright color, without a trace of impurities.
Several obovate petals at the top slowly stretch out, with distinct layers, and the light red stamens are actually fragrant.
Shang Yuchen took a closer look and found that the shape of the flower was exactly the same as the flower on Ting Li.
"Gu Jiang? What is this?!"
"Legend has it that there is a spirit in the underworld, named Si Li, and Meng Po's hairpin can connect the world of yin and yang. The Tingli family was born in the underworld, but they were unwilling to be empty, so they stole Si Li and entered the world, causing chaos everywhere. All things are interdependent, and ice seeds jade
When the marrow comes out, the Tingli is destroyed, the Si is broken into pieces, and its spirit disappears without a trace."
Shangyu Chen could hear the suppressed pain and helplessness in his words, so he changed the subject and asked, "Then what is the relationship between the Si Li hairpin and the jade buckle you mentioned?"
"Si Li's hairpin is sealed, and only my jade buckle can break the seal."
"I see."
Gu Yunshu raised his hand to create a barrier to isolate himself from the outside world, then leaned forward and bowed.
"Your Highness, I'm sorry."
"What on earth is going on? You get up first!"
Gu Yunshu did not hesitate and told his life story calmly.
"I am the same as Si Li's hairpin spirit, we are both jade spirits."
Shangyu Chen was so shocked that he couldn't speak. His best friend who had known him for many years was actually a non-human race?
"The right lady is indeed very affectionate. As for my mother, a beautiful woman with a beautiful heart, she was originally a singer in Kyoto. She and Gu Hongrong fell in love, but they were broken up. Later, Gu Hongrong got married, and Shili Hongzhuang married her.
I was heartbroken and determined to stay away from Kyoto. At that time, I was seriously injured and she took me home. A few years later, my injuries gradually recovered, but she became ill from overwork."
"The right prime minister mistakenly thought you were her child, so he took you back to the prime minister's house. But why are you willing to stay in the prime minister's house as an illegitimate son and a concubine?"
"Because I have nowhere to go, I was born alone."
"You still have me and Chu Hong. Could it be that you have forgotten the vows we made when we were young?"
"Promote good and eliminate evil, pacify the world, prevent the recurrence of war and chaos, and allow the people to live and work in peace and contentment." Gu Yunshu looked at him, lowered his eyes to hide his tears, and then returned to being calm and composed, "Achen, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I have to do it.
It’s not here.”
"Why? What grudges do you have with Tingli?"
"It's not a grudge, but a blood feud. The person Ting Li wanted to kill was indeed the Xu family, but it was also to force me to show up and hand over the jade buckle to lift the seal of Si Li's hairpin. It could have been hidden in the dark, but now,
Its murderous heart may be difficult to control."
"How can I help you?"
Gu Yunshu did not refuse pretentiously, and there were very few people who could help him now.
He stood up and turned his back to the curtain of the carriage, discussing in a low voice with Shangyu Chen all possible situations that he might face next, and worked out corresponding countermeasures.
When Mi Yao returned to the bedroom of Qingluan Pavilion, she saw candlelight flickering in the room, and a figure leaning against the window drinking alone. In front of the attic, the maid and the boy fell to the floor, unconscious.
She hugged the nine-stringed qin tightly in her arms and looked around.
"Miss Mi Yao, why don't you call me again tonight?"
The voice of the person in the room was a bit strange, and he even burped after finishing his words.
Mi Yao pushed the door open with one hand, and the person beside the bed was Su Zhen.
"Master Su? Didn't you leave just now?"
"Young lady specially sent someone to deliver a letter to me earlier. Is there any reason why I shouldn't come?"
Su Zhen held the newly stolen peach blossom wine in her hand, staggered towards Mi Yao, took out the letter and stuffed it into her hand.
Mi Yao smiled and looked a little shy, "The slave family is very interested in the young master's ancient xun, but unexpectedly it can't play, so they want to invite the young master to come and clear up the confusion."
Su Zhen raised her mouth to her lips and swallowed a few more times. The excess wine trickled out from the corners of her lips.
"Cough cough cough!"
Su Zhen choked on her drink and held back tears.
Mi Yao set up the nine-stringed harp, helped her to the table, and poured a cup of tea, "I don't have any hangover medicine here, so please make do with it first."
Su Zhen took a sip, pursed her lips, and said slowly, "It's cold."
Mi Yao raised her hand and touched the tea cup, "How could it be? This tea has just been brewed for a while and it's still warm."
Su Zhen grabbed Mi Yao's wrist and forced her to sit down, "Mi Yao, let me tell you, that Mr. Dongli is so heartless!"
"Thanks to those people, they praised him so much that they seemed like some kind of god descended from the earth. They were eager to enshrine him! Do you know? He is simply nothing!"
"Why don't you say anything?"
"The slaves only know that when you sit quietly, you always think about your own mistakes, and when you chat casually, you don't talk about other people's faults."
"It's boring! That's all, I'm too lazy to talk to you."
Su Zhen, who smelled of alcohol, put down the peach blossom wine, took off her white boots and threw them to the ground, then walked towards the inner room.
Mi Yao was shocked and said, "Master Su! That's the slave's bedroom!"
"It's too cold in your room. I'll come in first to warm you up."
Su Zhen opened the quilt and got in, wrapping herself tightly.
Mi Yao sighed and had a headache. There was no one to help her at this moment, so she had no choice but to fetch hot water, put the copper basin on the low stool in front of the bed, and wipe Su Zhen's cheeks.
"Ouch, don't touch me!" Su Zhen subconsciously slapped her hand away.
"Mr. Su, you still have blood stains on your face from the previous fight."
"Ah?! Oh!"
Mi Yao was very patient and continued to wipe her gently, but it turned out to be a small scar.
After being drunk, Su Zhen no longer spoke sharply and aggressively, and even became more calm and well-behaved.
"Sir, why do you curl up to sleep?"
"My feet stick out from the edge of the bed, I'm afraid they will be cut off by monsters."
Su Zhen seemed to have fallen into a half-dream and half-awake state, and murmured the answer casually.
He was not afraid of the ancient monsters, but he was actually afraid of the monsters under the bed that did not exist.
Mi Yao laughed dumbly and her eyes fell on the ancient xun in Su Zhen's arms.
Seeing her lips move slightly, Mi Yao leaned closer and heard Su Zhen murmur, "Gu Yunshu, you can destroy countless hells, but hell comes from the human heart."
Prince Qin’s Mansion.
After Shang Yi resigned and returned to Prince Qin's Mansion, he called his close aides into the study for discussion.
He sat quietly in front of the desk, with his hands folded and frowning.
Unexpectedly, in order to find out the guilty verdict, his father would not hesitate to use the lives of dozens of people in the Xu family as bait. All the evidence of Xu Jing's crimes were true, but most of them were done for him.
As for the last words his father said to him, even though they were deliberately left to save his face and bottom line and not to go into further details. But losing Xu Jing was equivalent to breaking his arm.
It's not that he didn't understand why he was so depressed, but he had to consider giving up Xu Jing as a chess piece, otherwise he would surely burn himself.
It was expected that the prince would intervene in this matter, but he did not expect that Su Zhen would ignore it for the sake of those common people and cause a storm in the city.
Over the years, there have been countless staff and guests in his palace, who have secretly made suggestions and helped him completely consolidate his power in the court, but they are also in a very difficult situation at the moment.
"Mr. Mu, do you have any good ideas?" Shang Yici asked.
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