I am a ruler in troubled times

The woman who was holding the child suddenly went limp, and the little girl fell to the ground. She reached out to shake the woman in a panic, but there was no response at all.He looked around blankly, and finally his eyes fell on the place where Song Peiyu and the others were standing.

The little girl's cheeks were deeply sunken, and her whole body was as dirty as if she had been rolled in muddy water and dried out. Her timid eyes made people feel distressed for no reason.

Song Peiyu looked away from the little girl with a wooden face, but his body could not avoid becoming stiff because of the little girl's help-seeking gaze.

On the other side, Mu Qing, who was standing opposite Song Peiyu, didn't react much better. The hand behind his back had already touched the saber.

The little girl seemed to have sensed the group's rejection of her, and stopped three steps away from them hesitantly. Tears silently rolled down the corners of her eyes. She pointed at the woman who was unconscious on the ground not far away, and knelt on the ground without stopping. kowtow.

Song Peiyu's eyebrows moved slightly, and found that no matter how sad the little girl was crying, even if she was almost fainting, she couldn't make any sound.

It turned out to be a dumb girl.

The eerie silence lasted for a few seconds. Song Peiyu stood up voluntarily, touching the dagger in her sleeve, "I have some urgent medicine with me, go and see what's wrong with them."

After calming down, it was hard for Song Peiyu not to have doubts about what the third prince said just now.

To what extent does a person have to be sensitive to be able to accurately determine who is an assassin just by relying on his aura.

Based on Song Peiyu's impression of the third prince, he was more inclined to think that the third prince didn't have a broken mind and directed and acted the assassination himself.It was the third prince who deliberately talked nonsense and expressed his dissatisfaction and resistance to Emperor Yonghe in this childish way.

No matter what the answer is, Song Peiyu feels that Zhao Guo has such an heir sooner or later, so Emperor Yonghe should hurry up to enrich the harem and accept concubines for Zhao Guo's future.

Even if the third prince really knew some clues and didn't lie, Song Peiyu didn't think that she would be hurt by a five or six year old girl when she was well prepared.

Finding that even Song Jinyu didn't stop him from getting close to the little girl, Song Peiyu became more certain about her guess.

Song Peiyu and Mu Qing, who stood up silently, approached the little girl at the same time. Mu Qing helped the collapsed little girl to lean against him, and at the same time quietly grabbed the little girl's arms. Song Peiyu looked at the bruises on the little girl's forehead. He gasped at the bleeding wound, quickly wiped the wound with a clean handkerchief, and sprinkled the bleeding powder.

"Don't move, I'll go see your mother after I give you the medicine." Song Peiyu's gentle voice made the little girl stop struggling.

Chong Yi watched Song Peiyu and Mu Qing apply the medicine to the little girl, and then went to check the condition of the woman who fell on the ground, raised his left hand in the air.

The guards not far away quickly trotted over, untied the dagger engraved with the pattern of Suzaku on his waist with both hands and placed it in Chong Yi's outstretched hand. Seeing that Chong Yi had no other orders, he turned and returned to the original place.

Seeing Chong Yi's movements, Song Jinyu drew closer the eyebrows that had been frowning since Song Peiyu approached the little girl, and said loudly, "River slave, I don't know what's wrong with that woman, I'll find a doctor to take a look later. Don't make any more trouble. Mother may have woken up by this time, we should go home. "

Song Peiyu froze on the spot, glanced at the woman who was close at hand, hesitated for a second, and chose to listen to her elder brother.

He always carried medicine that could save lives at critical moments, and he felt sorry for the little girl and the woman, but he didn't have to feed the woman himself, the guards could do it for him.

Apparently Mu Qing also thought the same way, and even signaled Song Peiyu to walk in front of him with his eyes.

But the little girl didn't know and couldn't understand why Song Peiyu turned her head back, crawled in front of Song Peiyu to block his way, and wanted to kowtow to Song Peiyu and Mu Qing.

Song Peiyu really couldn't bear the little girl's freshly cleaned wound to be stained with dust again. Regardless of Song Jinyu's scolding, she bent down and hugged the little girl, took the jade butterfly she just bought from the city to coax the little girl, and explained carefully, "I'll go find the girl. The doctor sees your mother, she is sure to be fine."

The little girl's bloodshot eyes stared fixedly at Song Peiyu for a while, and finally let go of Song Peiyu's robe, and changed to tightly holding the palm-sized jade butterfly, rolling around on the ground, out of the way Walking along the road, staring blankly in the direction of the woman.

The little girl's well-behaved appearance made Song Peiyu feel even more sad, and she made up her mind to find someone to rely on for the little girl no matter whether the woman survived or not.Otherwise, take the little girl back to the Song family, even if she is a maid, at least she can survive.

Song Peiyu bent down and touched the little girl's messy hair, and said 'good boy' before turning around and walking in Song Jinyu's direction.

The moment Song Peiyu took a step, something happened suddenly.

Song Peiyu had never heard his elder brother roar so uncontrollably. Before he could react to what happened, a gust of wind had already brushed his face and the side of his face, and the warm and bloody smell came from his back and landed on his hands. The drop of water on it is very bright in color.

"The dog thief takes his life!"

"The one in black is General Jianwei, who made us refugees!"

"Dedicating the head of General Jianwei to His Majesty will bring you ten thousand gold!"

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Song Peiyu didn't have time to see if the people who were rushing up shouting and killing were those people mentioned by the third prince before, he turned around dully, first saw the jade butterfly broken into several pieces, and then lay quietly with a dagger in his chest Little girl on red dirt.

The little girl's peaceful expression and the scarlet scarlet pattern on the dagger, which seemed to be sucking blood, were deeply engraved in Song Peiyu's eyes.

Song Jinyu, whose blade was covered in blood, pulled Song Peiyu into his arms, covered the opponent's eyes with his hand, and said warmly, "Don't be afraid, the elder brother is here."

Song Peiyu's memory of what happened after that day was very vague.

When he returned to the city, he developed a high fever, which was not dangerous, but it did not improve for several days.

It was already ten days after he fully regained consciousness.Emperor Yonghe's holy driver left Yang County a long time ago, but Song Jinyu, who was supposed to accompany him, stayed because he was worried about Song Peiyu's situation.

When Song Peiyu was in good health, Song's carriage went straight to Xianyang, and arrived in Xianyang earlier than Emperor Yonghe.

Emperor Yonghe himself did not come from a big family, and the only surviving relatives were an elder sister and a younger brother, so he was extra generous when granting houses to his close ministers.

Apart from Princess Xihua's Princess Mansion and King Su's Mansion, the closest ones to the palace are the houses of the Song family and the Luo family. They were rebuilt from several original houses, and they are extraordinary in style.

Mrs. Yunyang and Shizi had long received the news that Song's carriages were going to enter the city, and they waited at the concierge to look forward to it. The servants even wore the latest clothes on their bodies. This juncture annoyed the masters.

Even Princess Xihua and Prince Su's mansion sent congratulatory gifts and invitations early.

Song Peiyu had already been allowed to ride into the city on horseback, but she was too excited the night before and went to bed late, so she inevitably brought some out for breakfast the next day, and was held by Mrs. Song and Aunt Liu who were nervous about him, and watched it for herself. Then he was not allowed to ride a horse.

If it weren't for the official roads near Xianyang, Song Peiyu's symptoms of motion sickness would have been relieved, and he almost went into the city lying down again.

Standing in front of the new mansion, Song Peiyu looked up at the brand new plaque.

It is said that the inscription was written by Emperor Yonghe himself, and every swipe and swipe are fierce, obviously this is the character of Emperor Yonghe in his bones.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have become the king of a country from a villager who didn't even have land.

"Why not Uncle Yunyang's Mansion?" Song Peiyu asked casually.

In the past, although the Song family had been officials in the Yan Kingdom for generations, they did not have a title. The Song Mansion on the plaque was justified, but now it was written as the Song Mansion, which would have lost their momentum compared to their neighbors.

I didn't look at the plaques of the Luo Mansion next door that read 'Chengenhou Mansion'.

"Originally, Your Majesty mentioned 'Uncle Yunyang's Mansion', but my father refused." Song Jingming, who was wearing a sky-blue brocade robe with wide sleeves, walked around Song Peiyu, looked up and looked at the gold plaque on the black background with Song Peiyu, "Father It is said that if it is the Uncle Yunyang’s mansion, there will be someone more promising than him in the future, changing the plaque is disrespectful to the Patriarch, not changing the plaque is disrespecting His Majesty, the only way to do it is to move out, he is reluctant."