In the side hall, Yao An had just ordered people to remove the ice in the corner and carry it out, but there was still a slight chill in the room.
"Asi, did Lin Xiaosheng really give the map to Northern Qi?"
He had checked Lin Xiaosheng's life, and he did not believe that the man who was a nobleman, stood up for poor students, and wrote "A wise man can serve the country" would be treason.
Obviously, she had thought of this as well, and only yesterday handed over the brochure and proposed a large-scale search.
"Lin Xiaosheng said that what he handed to Beiqi was a fake map. But he had to be just in case."
Whether you are bluffing or planning for a rainy day, you must always make complete plans.
"Bo Yi doesn't know about this?" He lifted the corner of his robe and sat down, pointing to the snacks on the table: "Eat a few mouthfuls first to satisfy your stomach, otherwise you will get stomach trouble again."
But this time, she lowered her head and remained indifferent.
He didn't thank himself with a smile, nor did he sit down with him. He was like a child who had done something wrong, feeling awkward but inexplicably stubborn.
His outstretched fingers froze, and finally he curled up his fingers with a chuckle, calmly straightened his sleeves, and withdrew his hand.
Zi Gu Zi continued: "You probably didn't tell him. After he learned that the map was stolen, he hurried to Shi Fang for a tea break. After that, someone left the capital and went to the northwest."
"Young Master, did you send someone to follow him?"
This was the first time she looked at herself today, with disbelief in her eyes and a hint of panic that was hard to find.
"Since you said he is trustworthy, I won't care anymore. However, the tea break is different now."
Yu Qiansi recalled that the first time he went there, Dr. Cha, who led the way, knocked on the door, and his heart skipped a beat. He was also a little surprised by the question he had just asked in a hurry.
She actually doubted the young master because everything was complicated and she was confused for a moment.
"Young Master, I'm sorry..." she murmured, apologizing for her impulsiveness just now: "At that time, Fang Cha Xie...was from the Feng family?"
Wang Song chuckled, coughed a few times, put his hands together and coughed a few times, and finally suppressed the pain in his throat.
"It seems that he has made it clear to you." His tone was slightly mocking.
"Ah Si, I shouldn't talk about others behind their backs, especially people you... consider to be friends. However, Boyi has a close relationship with the Feng family. You are not good at court affairs, do you know Feng?
How did my family get to Longyou Road?"
Yu Qiansi bit her lip and shook her head.
"The Feng family was originally kicked out by the gentry in the capital. When Emperor Hui Zheng demoted them to the northwest, he made a deal with them in order to stabilize the court. The daughters of the Feng family could enter the palace as concubines for generations. But under the late emperor
During that period, the Feng family did not give birth to a daughter, so they randomly found a woman and sent her to the palace under the banner of the Feng family."
Yu Qiansi didn't know about these old events, but she didn't care much. It was only when she heard the word "Xiandi" that she became alert, worried that it might be related to the case of Empress Mingde, so she listened carefully.
"The late emperor was dissatisfied with this, but he could not pierce this layer of window paper. But since the time of the late emperor, the imperial court has had the habit of the Ministry of War inspecting various provinces every year."
She could figure this out, it was just to prevent them from holding heavy troops and having other ideas.
She suddenly asked: "What about...the woman who was sent to the palace by the Feng family?"
Wang Song took a sip of the already cold tea, his mouth full of astringency: "He must have died about ten years ago."
At that time, the harem of the previous dynasty was in chaos, and too many people died inside and outside the palace. Who would care about such an unpopular and embarrassing concubine?
"Since then, the Feng family has never mentioned sending their daughter to the palace. You have to pay attention to him, I'm worried that he is taking advantage of you."
Whether it was the bead she couldn't find or the opportunity for this person to appear, there was always something strange about it.
Since the Feng family had been guarding the border and nothing had happened yet, he turned a blind eye to Shi Fang's tea break. The two of them had met here before, and he only felt suspicious when someone came to report.
It wasn't until the map was lost that Boyi's actions convinced him that Boyi must be related to the Feng family.
So, can there be a reasonable explanation for Ah Si’s hard-to-find pearl and his strange appearance in Beijing?
Thinking of this, he couldn't hold his breath for the first time and wanted to tell her all this immediately. But he was also worried about hurting her heart.
There were not many people she was willing to consider as friends, and he didn't want her to be sad, especially after Hidden Dragon Temple.
But if Boyi really had ulterior motives, he would rather be the informant and make her hate him than suffer the pain of being deceived for the rest of his life.
"I'm not..." Seeing her silence, he felt sad, and with words of comfort on his lips, he raised his eyes and glanced at the red figure standing against the light with his back to the door. He didn't know where his eyes glanced, and his tone
The disciple turned sharply: "Don't associate with this person again, his purpose is not pure!"
The sudden stern and cold words, although still carrying the familiar warmth, still made Yu Qiansi's heart tremble.
The young master had never spoken so harshly to her, even though it was much gentler than the cold look she had just given to the ministers in the court, it was still enough for her to notice something was wrong.
"Young Master," she suddenly raised her voice and retorted: "Young Master, Boyi is not that kind of person!"
Wang Song raised his eyelids and looked at her intently. The foreign body sensation in his throat made him want to cough, but he gritted his teeth and endured it.
"You would rather trust him than me, wouldn't you?"
"That's not the case. No matter where a person comes from or where he comes from, it should not be a reason for us to alienate him! He has always had no reservations about me. I believe in him and I believe in you. There is no conflict between the two."
"not to mention......"
However, Wang Song could no longer suppress the cough in his throat and started coughing violently. A series of coughs were accompanied by wheezing, which made his face flush. He leaned in front of the case and gasped for breath, and his shoulders heaved violently.
She was stunned for a moment, then quickly handed over the tea: "Young Master, can you take medicine today?"
Wang Song didn't even look up, and knocked over the cup of tea that was handed to her eyes. The tea drew a beautiful arc in the air, and finally fell into a deep shadow on her body with the shattering sound of the tea cup falling to the ground.
Hearing the movement in the hall, Yao An quickly opened the door to check, but Yu Qiansi still kept pushing open, as if he couldn't believe the anger contained in that push just now.
A familiar voice also sounded from behind, slightly surprised: "Oh, what's going on?"
The sadness and surprise in Yu Qiansi's eyes were still there. She froze and looked back, and it turned out to be Deming.
After Yao An helped Wang Song give him the medicine, he gradually regained his breath, then weakly waved his hand and said, "No worries, it's okay."
"The affairs of the imperial court today are complicated and complicated, and you must be tired. I will order someone to find a chariot to take you back home."
Wang Song forced a smile and nodded his thanks. He did not look at Yu Qiansi, who was standing aside with a guilty conscience. He simply said lightly: "Now that you have made a conclusion, there is no need to waste any more words with me."
