Shu Yao straightened her somewhat loose sleeves, and her pretty Shuiwan eyebrows frowned slightly. This dress was nice, but it was too cumbersome.
Her mother was so kind to her. She would send her all kinds of beautiful fabrics, dresses, and jewelry, and the entire Qinxi Courtyard was filled to the brim.
The clothes of the ancients were troublesome. Shu Yao shook her head helplessly, glanced sideways at Feng Chen, who was not very smart, and smiled faintly, "Can't you tell?"
"Believe it or not, he himself released the news that the prince is still alive. He has created such a big net. Before it is time to close the net, the witchcraft case has been vindicated. Emperor Qing, who is eager for the prince, will pick him up.
Returning to the palace is the first step."
"But, why did I hear that the prince only wants to be a commoner, farming and teaching, and does not want to return to the palace? You don't know that on the street, the people are talking about the prince's affairs, and they all say that the prince is determined.
Don’t want to go back.”
Shu Yao seemed to have understood everything, and she smiled knowingly: "You don't understand, this is his cleverness. Do you think the prince will really hide his name and live a poor life of ordinary people from now on? He is not so full of hatred.
Easily resolved."
Feng Chen stared at his big eyes and asked doubtfully: "What if that's not the case?"
"The prince is retreating in order to advance. His intention is to make the emperor think that the prince is disheartened and has no interest in the court, the prince's position, or the throne, so that the emperor can eliminate his doubts about him.
Be wary."
"Do you think the emperor will really forgive the prince after he declares his guilt and builds the Siyun Palace?"
Feng Chen couldn't help but sigh, "This royal family is so impersonal. Then, can the prince go back? The emperor has already hit a wall once, will he still leave the palace to take the prince back?"
"Of course I will. Just watch. Soon, someone might assassinate Gong Yun'ao!" Shu Yao smiled meaningfully, seeming to have seen through the plot behind this.
When Feng Chen heard this, he couldn't understand it even more. His mind was filled with exclamations, "Why?"
Shu Yao took a sip of tea, shook her head, and teased: "You should eat more walnuts."
Feng Chen was a little angry and pushed back: "Boss, you don't want to make me feel uncomfortable, right?"
Shu Yao put away her smile and said slowly: "Obviously, the assassination just wanted to make the emperor anxious and worried and speed up the pace of returning to the palace. As for the emperor, he felt that he couldn't help the prince and wanted the prince to return to the palace. Okay.
Make up for the mistakes you made."
"Another point is to stop the common people from talking. You said that a prince suffered an unjust injustice and was finally vindicated and survived, but he lived among the people and lived a life of poverty. What do you think of the royal family's face?
How can he block the common people's mouth?"
Feng Chen suddenly realized it, as if waking up from a dream, "Yes! It's not good to hear these words. Could it be that the old emperor only went to pick up the prince for the sake of royal dignity?"
Shu Yao shook his head and sighed: "Sages often say that the people are the most important, the country is second, and the king is the least. If the people in the world are complaining and the people are boiling, and the literati are sad, angry and resentful, for the Qing Dynasty, for him as the emperor, the people have lost their
What will happen?”
"Actually, they all have a better understanding and awareness of the royal family. The warmth of blood and the cold power, and the insatiable desires are in conflict. Either you die or I live!"
The royal family at the pinnacle of power may value family ties, but compared with interests, family ties are so thin that it is hard to believe.
Aren't the emperors of Qinghuang's generation wise enough to deal with the disaster caused by witchcraft? Perhaps the queen's family power is a threat to Qinghuang after all.
Shu Yao absentmindedly straightened his clothes, paused and then said: "So, the emperor will definitely take the prince back, and the prince just wants to have a logical and justifiable reason to return to the palace, so as not to let the old emperor
Suspect."
After this analysis, Feng Chen suddenly became enlightened and kept nodding his head. Then, with a somewhat exaggerated expression, he said: "You mean, the assassination might be a play he wrote and directed?"
Shu Yao took a sip of tea and said calmly: "What do you think? Who would be foolish enough to do such a suspicious thing at this juncture?"
Feng Chen thought it was too incredible and kept marveling. He patted the table with his big hand, feeling a little excited:
"So, there is no one else except himself. Only in this way can the old emperor feel distressed, eliminate his wariness, and speed up his return to the palace. This trick is indeed cruel enough. Being cruel to others is not cruel, but being cruel to yourself is considered cruel!"
"So, the Crown Prince secretly planned and strategized the whole series of actions in the court's trial of witchcraft. I have to say that the Crown Prince is very scheming." Shu Yao admired him from the bottom of her heart. He was far-sighted and thoughtful all the way.
To vindicate myself in a short period of time and plan to return to the palace, no matter which way, it is a difficult road!
Feng Chen couldn't help but feel admiration, and he praised: "Yes! I quite admire the prince's foresight."
Shu Yao smiled and whispered: "Learn a little bit."
"Yes, boss." Feng Chen gave an exaggerated military salute like a primary school student.
A few days later, just as Shu Yao expected, the prince was accidentally assassinated and almost died. After the emperor heard about it, he was furious and anxious, and left the palace that night.
The night is like water, the breeze is blowing, and the beautiful shadows are reflected in the windows.
"Since you're here, come out!" Shu Yao glanced out the window and said narrowly: "It seems that the prince likes to visit women's boudoir at night."
Hearing the woman's teasing voice, the man turned over and jumped into the room. He lowered his cold eyes and said demurely: "Ha! I have never done this before. You are the first."
Hearing the man's low and serious answer made Shu Yao's heart waver slightly, "I'm about to return to the palace. I wonder why the prince is here today?"
Gong Yun's proud heart fluctuated. She could understand every step of my plan? "Did you guess it?"
Shu Yao's affirmative answer of knowing everything made Gong Yun'ao a little surprised, but he only understood it in an instant. He smiled lowly, "I can't hide anything from you. I'm as smart as you. I'm going back to the palace. Come, and you
Say goodbye."
Shu Yao's cunning eyes fell on his face, and she said jokingly: "Your Highness, can't you leave the palace after you enter it?"
With just one sentence, the gloom in Gong Yun'ao's heart was swept away, and immediately, a comfortable smile appeared on the corners of his lips.
"My dear sister, without you, I might have died a long time ago, and I wouldn't have been able to wash away my grievances so quickly. If I have the chance to save my life, I will definitely repay you with my life."
As for the man, there seemed to be a trace of sadness on his handsome face that was calm and calm. This sadness also infected Shu Yao, making her feel flustered inexplicably.
"There is no need to retaliate, it's not that serious. If I need anything from you in the future, Your Highness can just give me a little help."
Gong Yun'ao promised without hesitation, "Okay, I promise you."
"Your Highness just agreed without asking me what it was about. Aren't you afraid that I am greedy? Or have evil intentions?" Shu Yao was really touched by her wholehearted trust in him.
"You can't. I believe you. However, my sister treats me sincerely. Even so, I am happy with it." The words "I believe you" made Shu Yao's heart tremble again. This person, please don't be so serious, okay?
?
"I have endured the humiliation and burden for so long, and finally got what I wanted. The road in the palace is not easy, so I hope the prince will take care of it." Shu Yao's face was heavy, but her heart was filled with joy. She knew that the joyful heart belonged to the original owner.
.
"Okay." Gong Yunao responded, remained silent for a moment, and then asked: "It's been so long, why don't you still want to change your name to third brother?"
Hearing this, Shu Yao smiled dryly. She swallowed, "It's not that I don't want to, I'm a little uncomfortable with it."
Gong Yun said proudly and calmly: "It would be better if you call me a few more times. Your Highness is too unfamiliar, Prince? I am no longer."
"Okay!" Shu Yao paused for a moment, then whispered uncomfortably: "Third brother." The voice was very pleasant, and Gong Yun'ao felt ecstatic when he heard it.
Gong Yun'ao pretended to cough lightly, and glanced around with his deep eyes, which seemed a bit deceptive, "I didn't hear you, so I yelled again."
Shu Yao was furious when she heard this. What! You did it on purpose, how dare you take advantage of me.
She readjusted her emotions, her bright eyes flashed, and she called loudly in a clear voice: "Third Brother." This Third Brother screamed loudly.
"My dear sister."
Gong Yunao raised his eyes and met her bright smile, which gave him warmth like the sun when he was cold to the bone and miserable. This woman was Shu Yao. How lucky and lucky he was!
At midnight, everything is silent...
On the bed, Shu Yao's eyes were closed tightly, her brows were furrowed in her sleep, she was breaking out in cold sweat and her breathing was disordered, as if she had dreamed of something terrible.
As his thoughts moved slightly and his souls and consciousness merged, the surroundings were dark and empty, and a distant voice floated slowly, "Sister Xi?!"
"Sister Yao, your consciousness is getting weaker and weaker."
Hearing the distant and faint voice of the original owner Shu Yao, Yu Mingxi frowned slightly, and a touch of sadness crossed her eyebrows.
"Yes, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on... to find the person who killed me behind the scenes." The original owner Shu Yao's voice was very faint, very far away, and very erratic, as if it would disperse if the wind blew.
"Sister Yao, don't worry. No matter what, I will find the person who killed you. Please believe me."
"Yeah! I believe it."
"Sister Yao, in the evening, when the prince was talking to me, I could feel your heart. You were still worried about him. Don't deny it. You and I can feel each other's emotions, what we know, and what we think.
You are me and I am you."
"Sister Xi, so what if you can't let go? He and I have long lost our fate. From now on, please ask Sister Xi to take good care of him for Yao'er, okay?"
The distant and ethereal pleas sounded so heavy and helpless in Yu Mingxi's ears.
"I..." She was a little embarrassed and couldn't respond for a while. She was silent for a while, but Shu Yao asked urgently and plaintively.
"Sister Xi?! Promise me, please? I know it's a bit difficult, but...but, just treat it as my unfinished wish, okay?"