The princess's little white-faced concubine

"Yiqiu, hasn't the son-in-law come back yet?"

Yiqiu shook her head, "Not yet, I heard Mrs. Jiang came back today, so the son-in-law must have returned to Jiangfu."

Wei Zhaojin nodded, picked out the jewelry on the dressing table and put them in the wooden box, "Go and pack your luggage, I have already filed a leave with Dali Temple for the son-in-law, you go and pack your luggage properly."

Yi Qiu was puzzled and said, "Your Highness, are you going to travel far away?"

Wei Zhaojin thought for a while, with a smile on his lips, "Yes."

"You should have said in advance, in case something is not prepared properly, what should I do if I neglect it?"

Wei Zhaojin handed the wooden box to Yiqiu, and said with a smile, "You don't need to make too much preparations, just pack enough."

Wei Zhaojin seldom leaves Beijing, and every time she goes out, she will tell Yiqiu a few days in advance that it's really strange like today, and she didn't even tell her where she was going, but it's inconvenient for her to ask about the master's affairs, so she had to follow the instructions to prepare.

Jiang Zhichu didn't know that Wei Zhaojin had asked for leave for her. When Liang Shi asked her, she was still surprised. Then she thought it should be arranged by Wei Zhaojin. The two of them are always like this, and they can understand each other's mind without knowing each other.

Presumably this is what old people often say about being in love with one another.

Jiang Zhichu scratched his head a little embarrassed and said, "Yes, I'm going on a long trip."

Liang Shidao: "Well, take good care of Your Highness the Eldest Princess."

Liang Shi's answer was very strange. In Jiang Zhichu's case, when he asked for leave for several months, she would criticize a few words even because of the princess's face. Why didn't she look angry at all today.

Jiang Zhichu tentatively asked, "Why aren't you angry?"

Liang Shi turned around and asked, "Why are you angry?"

"No...it's nothing." Jiang Zhichu didn't dare to ask again, for fear that she would criticize himself for a while. Jiang Zhichu once saw Liang Shi criticize his officials for half an hour.

Liang Shi didn't pay attention to her, turned around and left, Jiang Zhichu suddenly thought of something and stopped her, "Lord Liang, wait a minute."

"What else?"

"Students don't know something, do you know Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess?"

Jiang Zhichu had been taught by Liang Shi in Dali Temple these days to handle public affairs and deal with prisoners, so it is not an exaggeration to call her a teacher and call herself a student.

"do not know."

"That…"

Liang Shi let out a long sigh, feeling a little sad, "However, Empress Changsun is my old acquaintance."

"Oh."

Jiang Zhichu didn't ask any more questions, watching her thin back disappear before his eyes.

Just old acquaintances?But the longing in the pair of eyes was hard to hide.

After leaving Dali Temple, Jiang Zhichu hurried to Jiangfu. As it was getting late, Mrs. Jiang must have returned to the mansion. The kindness of the past six years should be repaid after all.

When Jiang Zhichu got out of the carriage, a servant came up to welcome him, "My lord, you are back."

Jiang Zhichu nodded and walked towards the mansion, "Mother is back?"

"Back! Back! In the house."

"Then I'll go see my mother."

The servant stopped her and said: "Madam has guests in the house, I don't know if they will leave or not."

Jiang Zhichu stopped and asked scoldingly: "You know the guests are here, but you don't know if they're gone? Are you going on a date with Lianer again?"

Lian'er is the little maid in the mansion, the two of them saw each other for some time, and one of them happened to be met by Jiang Zhichu.

The servant blushed, "My lord, I won't do it again next time."

"Do you dare to have a next time? That's all, go get busy, I'll wait outside the house."

The little servant said cheerfully, "Oh, that's great, that young master... the little one is going to be busy now?"

"Oh, go and go."

Jiang Zhichu walked to the door of Mrs. Jiang's house and heard conversations inside, thinking that the guest hadn't left yet, so he planned to sit in the gazebo next to him, but before he could move his legs, he heard a man talking inside the house Curious about her own name, she couldn't walk away but lay on the door, wanting to hear what was being discussed in the room.

It's okay if she doesn't listen, but her heart fell to the bottom in an instant.

The man said: "Mother, Jiang Zhichu robbed his son's wife! She...she is still a woman!"

Mrs. Jiang was a little anxious, and hurriedly asked the man to whisper, "Nuo'er, don't say this to the outside world."

"Mother... This time my son came back to avenge his past. I am like a plaything in the hands of the Huns. I fight wolves all day long, just to make those beasts laugh. But what about the emperor? What about the general's mansion? No one wants to save me, they are Ansheng, but I don’t call them Ansheng... You don’t understand, you don’t understand my despair! Life is better than death, mother! My son is looking forward to death every day, can you understand?”

Mrs. Jiang broke down in tears, "Mother understands...Mother understands, it's mother's incompetence, it's all mother's fault!"

Outside, Jiang Zhichu's body trembled uncontrollably, his pupils constricted, and he felt numb at the top of his head, as if he was about to pass out.

"Mother, it's not your fault. The day my son gets the military seal and leads the left army will be the day when the Great Wei changes hands. At that time, Jin'er will be my wife, and you will be the queen mother."

Mrs. Jiang couldn't believe it: "Nuoer, are you crazy!"

"I'm not crazy! Mom...have you forgotten the wrongs you suffered back then? Haven't you had enough of being trampled on like ants? To be honest, that Prime Minister Wang is mine, but he is too My incompetence nearly ruined my plan."

"Nuo'er... absolutely not, you are..."

Before the words fell, a dull impact outside the house interrupted the conversation between the two.

Zheng Yunnuo rushed out of the house like crazy, Jiang Zhichu was caught up by him before he could run, Zheng Yunnuo grabbed her by the neck without any effort, lifted her up, threw her into the room, and then made a "touch" , The door was tightly closed.

Jiang Zhichu was thrown heavily on the ground, his bones ached as if they were falling apart, and when he managed to support himself, Zheng Yunuo stepped on the ground again.

The thick soles of the shoes crushed heavily on her face, and the skin was torn apart.

"Nuo'er! Stop!" Mrs. Jiang knelt on the ground and tried to push him away, but her strength was too weak to help.

"Mother, are you pleading for her again? She listened to our conversation, this person can't stay. You can see clearly, this face is not your son, she is a bitch! Bitch!"

He laughed sinisterly, "I'm more curious, how did you, a bitch, defile my Jin'er? Bah, it's extremely disgusting."

The corners of Jiang Zhichu's eyes were crushed by him, and his vision was a little blurred.

She sneered, "You... are not good enough for Ah Jin."

The veins on Zheng Yunnuo's forehead bulged and he kicked her out with his feet. He fell heavily on the wall with his back, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of her mouth.

"Nuo'er, I can't fight anymore! She...she is your own sister!"

This sentence brought Zheng Yunuo back to his senses, "She? Is it my sister?"

Mrs. Jiang wept sadly, "She is your younger sister who was sent away when she was born."

It turned out that the baby girl who left her soul was really Jiang Zhichu.

Zheng Yunnuo suddenly laughed like crazy, "Sister... so what about sister? Anyone who stands in my way can only die."

Zheng Yunnuo rushed to Jiang Zhichu's eyes quickly, grabbed her by the neck and lifted her up.

The feeling of weightlessness at that moment made Jiang Zhichu's mind bewildered, his legs struggled quickly but it didn't help, and soon the pain in his neck was already suffocating, making her eyes red.

Madam Jiang stumbled over and tried to push Zheng Yunuo's hand away, but he pushed it away mercilessly, hit her head on the pillar and passed out.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

Zheng Yunnuo's glasses shone with a cold light, he was aggressive, and his teeth were gritting, like an enraged lion... No, he is a monster, a monster who has lost his mind.

Jiang Zhichu wanted to scold him, but found that although he opened his mouth, he couldn't make a sound at all, his fair face turned red, and everything in front of him gradually disappeared...

Suddenly, the door was kicked open, a glaring light shone on her face, everything in front of her eyes gradually became unclear, and her ears gradually lost hearing, only buzzing buzzing.

"Jiang Zhichu!"

It was a woman calling her, but she could only see a phantom, and when she got closer, when she wanted to reach out to grab it, everything in front of her disappeared.

The feeling of death enveloped her, suffocation and helplessness.

People who have died once are also afraid of death. Is it fear of death?No, the fear is that I will never see a living person again.

"Ajin, I'm sorry...I don't have a chance to grow old with you again."

The sun had already set outside, and it was replaced by a dark night and the candlelight of stars. The light was actually the moonlight emitted when two full moons overlapped together.

No one came to rescue her, and no woman called her name again.

Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, Wei Zhaojin combed her hair. The jade pendant around her neck suddenly shattered, her chest was cut by fragments, and bright red blood soaked the front of her clothes.

"Xiao Chu..."

Anxiety took over her body...

"Yiqiu!"

Yiqiu heard Wei Zhaojin's call and hurriedly put down the clothes in her hands and ran over.

"Quickly ask Ling to find the son-in-law! Hurry up!"

It was the first time Yiqiu saw Wei Zhaojin so flustered, and before he had time to treat her chest wound, he hurried to the gate and set up a signal.

Because Mrs. Jiang had ordered the servants that the guests who came today were distinguished guests, and told them not to come and disturb them, so no one heard the movement in the room, and Mrs. Jiang, who was a little closer, also went to bed early.

Jiang Zhichu died...no one knew.

In the middle of the night, Zheng Yunuo dragged Jiang Zhichu's "corpse" to a remote bamboo forest, and the person who was exactly like him on the ground had already lost all life.

He quickly dug a hole and threw her in, with an eerie smile on his face, like a ghost... a ghost that took people's lives.

When he was about to bury the soil, he saw Jiang Zhichu's mouth was smiling, and suddenly the veins on his forehead popped up, he quickly took out the short blade at his waist, and raised his hand to stab it.

Laugh...makes you laugh!

With a sound of "touch", Zheng Yunuo's wrist was hit by a stone, and the short blade fell to the ground.

"Who!"

He stood up and screamed frantically.

"Do dogs also forget their owners?"

Wu Naya's voice came, and soon he was surrounded by several assassins from the Western Regions. Wu Naya came from a distance, and when she saw Jiang Zhichu lying motionless on the ground, she tremblingly waved her whip to Zheng Yunuo. Throw it away, but unfortunately he dodged it.

"Unaya...don't forget our agreement."

"It's you who forgot first, who told you to kill her!" A ball of anger rolled in her chest unceasingly.

Zheng Yunnuo didn't feel wronged at all, and smiled sinisterly, "I haven't forgotten, I will give you the person, but I didn't say whether it was a dead person or a living person. Wu Naya, I advise you not to forget your purpose of coming to the Central Plains, and don't be afraid of the Western Regions." King's heart."

After speaking, he knocked Unaya away and left the bamboo forest.

Although the assassins of the Western Regions were ordered to protect Wu Naya, they could not break the plan of the King of the Western Regions alone. It was absolutely impossible to kill Zheng Yunnuo for a dead person, and it was precisely because of this that Zheng Yunnuo was able to be so rampant.

The Western Regions pay a large amount of tribute to the Central Plains every year. This kind of oppressed life has made the people of the Western Regions sigh.

"Princess, don't spoil the plan." The leading assassin warned.

"I know!" Unaya yelled, and the assassins all lowered their heads.

"Bring her back."

"She is dead!"

The pair of heterochromatic pupils became fierce, and the majesty was unquestionable, "The most indispensable thing in the Western Regions is the art of bringing the dead back to life."

Assassins all know that there is this maze in the Western Regions, but this method can only save people who are about to die. Could it be that Wu Naya has also lost her mind?

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