On the third day of the twelfth lunar month in the eighth year of Chengguang's reign, King Yin Tao of Jingyang rebelled. He raised troops at the royal martial arts arena to capture King Ding and brought the prince to order the princes. King Ding saw through his ruse and followed his plan, setting an ambush in the martial arts arena and capturing Yin Tao.
Put down the rebellion.
Known in history as the Jingyang Rebellion.
The Fourth Battalion of the Gyeonggi Armed Guards captured everyone in Prince Jingyang's palace in one fell swoop. Later, they discovered the body of Prince Yin Changrong, Prince of Jingyang's son, in a courtyard on the outskirts of Beijing. The court also began a major blood exchange to eliminate Prince Jingyang's people.
Party members.
This big cancer was solved, Qi Yunqian returned to Dongqi, and Mo Jingxiao, who had always been too busy to touch the ground, suddenly felt at ease.
In the past two days, Ning Yujin was dispensing medicine in the pharmacy, and he was practicing martial arts in the yard; she asked each room to pay the bills, and he was reading a book; she was playing with the girls, and he watched her gentle smile.
Such days are pleasant and beautiful.
That afternoon, Ning Yujin was wrapped in a fur coat, leaning lazily on the soft couch, scanning the menu listed by Xiangyue.
It was New Year's Eve in less than 20 days, but Di Changfeng couldn't even wait for such a short time. Tomorrow he would take the order and go on the road to defend the border.
Ning Yujin felt sorry for him being alone, so she thought that everyone would have a good reunion dinner before he left. After he went there, he didn't know when he would be back.
"Axiao, do you think these are the dishes?" She tilted her body and handed the menu to Mo Jingxiao.
Mo Jingxiao held the book in his hand and said without raising his head: "You can see it."
Ning Yujin just gave him a symbolic look and didn't intend to ask him for any advice. She immediately handed it back to Xiangyue as a menu: "Well, just prepare it according to the list you made."
"Why."
Xiangyue took the order and went out, and with a wink she called out the two little girls who were waiting in the room.
Ning Yujin looked at Xiangyue's eyebrows winking at her as she closed the door, and couldn't help but curve her lips and laugh silently.
On the table in the corner, several plum blossoms are placed in blue and white porcelain vases, which are light red, pink and white, exquisite and elegant.
Ning Yujin was tired from reading, so she threw the book aside casually, put her hands on the table to support her chin, and tilted her head to look at Mo Jingxiao next to her.
He was reading very seriously, his long black hair was tied up with a purple jade crown, and his two sword-shaped eyebrows were slanted into his temples. He seemed to be a bit sharper than others.
But at this time, his eyes were as calm as water, and his side face shrouded in light and shadow showed a calm and peaceful posture, which actually made people feel a bit noble and cool.
Sure enough, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and my man will be happy no matter how he sees it.
"Axiao." She called him softly with a smile, her voice was so soft that she almost felt sick.
Mo Jingxiao looked up from the book and looked at her: "Huh?"
"I asked Mr. Murong how he saw me among so many people. He refused to tell me, so I asked you..."
Ning Yujin looked at Mo Jingxiao with a pair of round almond-shaped eyes, and the water in her eyes seemed to be brimming with a smile. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, like butterfly wings spreading their wings to fly.
Mo Jingxiao put down the book in his hand and reached out to rub her forehead: "Want to know?"
Ning Yujin nodded quickly like pounding garlic.
Of course she wanted to know, otherwise why would she keep asking this and that?
Mo Jingxiao looked at the delicate outline outlined by light and shadow in front of him. The little face as white as jade was burnt red by the charcoal fire in the room. There were two pear dimples beside the corners of the curved mouth. The long brocade-like hair was not combed.
rise, and hang down gently to the shoulder socket.
I am afraid that if I miss this kind of warmth, I will never have it again in this life.
He privately thought that with the carnage and blood on his hands, he would only be able to fight with swords, guns, swords and halberds on the battlefield in this life, but he didn't expect to meet her again and have her.
His big warm hand touched her face along the way. He raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "There are so many people in this world who respect me, respect me, hate me, and fear me, but you are the only one who comes with an equal attitude."
Wait for me. When everyone kneels down and lowers their head to greet me, you are the only one looking up at me."
So, what if there were more people? He only had to raise his eyes to see her - the woman who looked at him stubbornly and tenaciously in the crowd.
When Ning Yujin heard this, she couldn't help lowering her eyes and pursed her lips and smiled softly: "I thought I hid it well."
"You are already very powerful if you can escape from Zizhan's heavy surveillance from Prince Ding's Mansion."
Even a well-trained shadow guard might not be able to do this, but she, a weak woman with no martial arts, did it. So she has hidden it well from other people. After a few days, he will
If I teach her some self-defense martial arts moves and life-saving Qinggong, I'm afraid there will be very few people who can do anything to her.
When Ning Yujin heard Mo Jingxiao's compliment, she smiled and said, "That's natural. You don't want to think about who I am."
When she said this, she tilted her head proudly, and there seemed to be a proud little tail raised behind her.
Mo Jingxiao looked at her cute appearance and couldn't help but reach out and pinch her little face.
The warmth of a room is eventually disturbed by external objects.
A shadow guard came over to report that the prince had something important to discuss, and he asked the king to come to the palace.
Ning Yujin immediately gave a stern look and looked at Mo Jingxiao nervously: "The prince is looking for you, maybe he wants to..."
But he just stretched out his hand to touch her head and comforted her: "Don't worry, he won't do anything to me. And after the New Year, I can often accompany you, and I can also go sightseeing with you."
"
Ning Yujin curled her lips and felt for the first time that Mo Jingxiao could also tell lies.
First, since Emperor Chengguang established such a holy decree, Mo Jingxiao will always be a thorn in the prince's heart. He said that the prince would not do anything to him. I'm afraid the prince would have hated him to the core!
Secondly, he was not diligent in government affairs, taking care of everything, clearing the court and protecting the common people. With the title of King Ding, the higher the position, the greater the responsibility. How could he have time to accompany her all the time? What else could he say?
make a sightseeing tour?
Although she was extremely reluctant, it was impossible for Mo Jingxiao to resist the order, so she had no choice but to let him go: "Come back early when you are done with your work. If there is any delay, remember to ask Zero Yi to come back with news."
This would also prevent her from going through the suffering of the past few days again.
"Um."
Mo Jingxiao sometimes cherishes words like gold, but just a single syllable can make people trust him.
Ning Yujin watched him leave Qian Nuan Pavilion. She was just about to go back to the house to catch up on her sleep when she saw another servant coming to report: "Miss Third, the old man Qian in the other courtyard is gone. Miss Qiao is crying and shouting