After the big guy wears the abusive text

Ye Youqing was speechless for a moment.

Ci Ke chuckled, she let go of her hand, put it behind her, and walked towards the garden: "Last night, my mind was messy and sleepless, so I wanted to take a walk in the garden, and I saw a carrier pigeon flying from Yan Jieyu's side hall. "

Ye Youqing followed behind her, listening carefully without saying a word.

"I have my own men for posting letters. Using carrier pigeons is too weird, so I shot it down." Ci Ke said, and took out a toy-like, small bow and arrow-shaped thing from his sleeve.

It's a slingshot.

"You still know this." Ye Youqing was a little surprised, and then thought about it, it seemed that nothing strange happened to a woman like Ci Ke.

"When I was young, I asked my sister Shili to teach me." Ci Ke said, putting the slingshot back.

Shili is a good teacher, Ye Youqing raised his eyebrows.

"What can you find?" Ye Youqing asked.

Ci Ke didn't answer immediately, after a while, seeing the aroma of breakfast, she shook her head: "No."

"Really?" Ye Youqing didn't believe it.

"Really not, maybe I'm thinking too much." Ci Ke suddenly stopped, Ye Youqing almost bumped into her, and suddenly reached out to support the red brick palace wall beside him.

"Ye Youqing, don't trust me anymore." Ci Ke turned around, her skirt swept across the ground, making the rustling sound of blades of grass colliding, and a faint trace appeared between her brows, "Did you notice that I was touched?" After that, isn’t there anything good about it?”

Ye Youqing pursed his lips, his heart tightened suddenly.

"I'm full of lies, and I'm not worthy of your belief." Ci Ke seemed to be enduring, a little blush brushed the tip of his nose, and his voice turned into a sigh, "The Holy Majesty wants to give you a marriage, and you yourself are in danger. That Wei Yanei is always drunk and dreaming of death , is a frequent visitor to Fireworks and Willow Lane, and there are many concubines at home, you..."

"You take care of yourself." After Ci Ke finished speaking, he turned around and quickened his pace, and quickly circled the palace wall and disappeared in front of his eyes.

Ye Youqing stood where he was, feeling that his heart was shrouded in dark clouds, and he was unbearably depressed.

Her thin lips were tightly pressed, and her brown eyes seemed to be more intense.

At this moment, Shi Li, who had been following in the distance, realized that something was wrong, and strode over, looked at the place where Ci Ke left, and then at Ye Youqing, a little puzzled: "Xiao Qing?"

Ye Youqing turned around and walked back.

"You don't need breakfast?" Shili chased after him.

"No." Ye Youqing said coldly.

When going to the White Horse Temple early in the morning, Zhou Ziqiu used some tricks and asked the emperor to send a team of guards to surround her chariot, and there was no accident until she entered the gate of the temple.

Ye Youqing knew that Zhou Ziqiu should be prepared, so he didn't care about it any more.

Shi Li, who had been following her all the time, said quietly at this moment: "Xiao Qing, don't you think that you are worried about Ci Ke now."

Ye Youqing shook his head, took his eyes away from Ci Ke who had already entered the temple, and did not speak.

It's just that Ci Ke's attitude is really strange, and she is just angry because of it, probably because her good intentions have been made into a donkey's liver and lungs, and she feels uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, she put away the mess in her heart.

She knew that what she should consider now was how to deal with the emperor's gift of marriage. The emperor made it clear that she wanted to control her when he matched her with Wei Yanei.

She just knelt down and worshiped incense under the guidance of others in such a mess. After everything was over, she returned to the palace. Zhou Ziqiu was surrounded by guards all the way. When Yan Jieyu passed by Ye Youqing, Ye Youqing could clearly see her Uncontrollable anger in the eyes.

That's good, Ye Youqing thought, it seems that Zhou Ziqiu has his own arrangements.

After everyone returned to the palace, the emperor dealt with official business in the study, and the others would have half a day free. Shili still lay on Ye Youqing's bed with a lazy look, refusing to go out with Ye Youqing.

In the final stalemate for a long while, Ye Youqing had no choice but to leave the side hall by himself, stepping on the falling flowers all the way to the winding path to relax, thinking about the next plan.

Before she left the capital, she had already sent people to check the fiefdoms of King Sirong. Most of those places were remote and most of them were not at the foot of the imperial city, so they were a good place to stay.

Afterwards, she sent another letter to Pei Ning, telling her to go here more after she finished her work at hand.

She was fascinated by the thought for a moment, and walked a little further. When she noticed that the falling flowers in front of her were getting thicker and thicker, she had already reached the depths of the palace, in front of an old palace.

It is said to be a palace, but in fact it looks like a place where servants live. The fallen flowers and leaves have never been cleaned. winding.

Just looking at the exterior of this palace with vermilion tiles and vermilion eaves, and layers of pavilions, one would never have imagined that there would be such a dilapidated place inside.

Ye Youqing knew that he had stepped out of the normal range of action, so he didn't go forward, and planned to turn around and leave.

Although it is said that as long as it is in the palace, it will be safe, but no one can guarantee accidents.

However, at this moment, she suddenly heard a small sobbing sound, the sound was extremely soft, as long as the wind blew, it could be completely covered up, as if she was suppressing something, but she was crying extremely sadly.

Ye Youqing's forward steps suddenly stopped.

Mind your own business, she thought.

She took a deep breath and continued to move forward, but the crying behind her was even louder, and there were sobs mixed in, which sounded like she was biting her hand and trying to endure it.

Ye Youqing, sooner or later you will be killed by your soft heart.Ye Youqing frowned.

In the end, she gave up struggling, turned around and walked towards the place where the crying sound came from. She walked as lightly as possible, held her breath, walked around the courtyard, and walked into the sparse bamboo forest.

She saw the person crying. It was a young man in rather old gray clothes, curled up in the corner of the bamboo forest, sitting with his knees hugged, his black and white eyes turned blood red from tears.

The boy's eyes were full of resentment, and the back of his fair hand was full of teeth marks.

The sixth prince?Ye Youqing was taken aback for a moment, then blinked to prevent himself from being dazzled and mistaken. When he fixed his eyes again, he found that it was indeed the young man he had seen in the cold palace that day.

At this time, the young man had already noticed her coming, he stood up suddenly, bent down defensively and raised his head, making a defensive posture.

When the breeze blew, the bamboo shadow swayed, and Ye Youqing's face became clear.

"It's you." The boy murmured, then slowly straightened his waist, and put down the hand that touched his waist.

"Your Highness Six." Ye Youqing said. Seeing that the young man was no longer on guard, she raised her leg and walked forward slowly.

The boy was a head shorter than her, and seemed to be thinner than the last time he saw it. He was wiping the tears off his face at this moment, bowing his head and not speaking.

"What's the matter?" Ye Youqing asked, and looked at him, but he was not injured.

"I'm going to die." The boy's voice was hoarse, with an air of despair.

Ye Youqing didn't quite understand why the young man said this, looked around, and said, "Why is Your Highness in the palace?"

"That woman didn't allow me to go out, didn't give me food, repeatedly discredited me to the emperor, and even ordered someone to beat Liu Aweng. I couldn't bear it, so I touched her." The young man said angrily. There is always a kind of cruelty and animality that does not belong to this age.

"Yan Jieyu?"

"Ah."

"Who is Liu Aweng?"

"It turned out to be my mother's servant in the palace. After my mother was thrown into the cold palace and went crazy, he has been taking care of me." The boy said, fell back to the original place, and buried his face in his knees.

It seems that he was sent out of the palace with an excuse, so as to pave the way for his future heirs.

Ye Youqing looked at the young man in front of him, felt sad for his life experience, and asked again: "But after leaving the palace, why do you say that your life is not long?"

The boy moved wildly, raised his head, looked at Ye Youqing, tears rolled down from his eyes.

"A few days after I came to the palace, I got an incurable disease, and I was bleeding every day." The voice was hoarse and trembling, and it seemed difficult to speak.

Bleeding every day?Ye Youqing's expression turned pale: "Where is it?"

The young man's face turned red suddenly, he kept shaking his head, unwilling to say a word.

Ye Youqing only felt a flash of light in her mind, she couldn't help but take two steps forward, stretched out her hand to him, and said softly: "Stand up, let me see."

The woman Danfeng looked cold, her face was white and her lips were red, and she looked like she was repelling people thousands of miles away, but her voice was very gentle, which made people want to believe it.

The boy slowly stretched out his hand, placed it in Ye Youqing's palm, and was pulled up by her.

"Turn around." Ye Youqing said softly.

The boy hesitated for a while, and then slowly turned around, only to see a large bloodstain on the clothes near his buttocks.

Ye Youqing's eyes widened slightly, and his heart was like thunder for a moment.

"What?" The boy took two steps back with a vigilant expression.

"You won't die." Ye Youqing only said lightly, although he was extremely shocked in his heart, he didn't show it.

The prince disguised as a man has lived in the deep palace until now and has not been discovered by anyone. This child must be able to disguise, and there are no female elders around her. Menstruation is taboo in ancient times, and others don't know it at all. It will be mentioned, and it is even more difficult to know.

Ye Youqing couldn't help being thankful for her, thankful that she had her menstruation without being in the palace, otherwise if someone found out, her identity would be revealed to the world.

"Really?" The young man's pale lips trembled slightly.

Ye Youqing nodded, and said softly, "Where do you live, I will teach you how to take care of it."

After an hour of incense, Ye Youqing stood with her in the room. The walls of the room were cracked, but they were cleaned up. An old man stood beside them, with a stooped back and gray hair and beard.

"Liu Aweng, you go out first." The young man said softly, the old man looked at Ye Youqing for a while, smiled at the young man, and then went out obediently.

Ye Youqing dug out some old cloths for mending clothes from the room, found a needle and thread, and quickly sewed it into a thick rectangular shape, then sewed four straps up, and handed it to the boy.

The boy took it with a curious face, and looked around.

"Wash this and dry it, and tie it to your body." Ye Youqing gestured to her, and saw that the boy's face was flushed.

"No need to be embarrassed, every woman is like this. If you have the conditions in the future, you can put cotton in it, and the effect will be better." Ye Youqing said, "Once a month, after seven days, there is no need to tie it again."

Holding the thing, the young man was at a loss for a moment, she tremblingly said: "You know?"

"Yes." Ye Youqing said, her eyes sparkling, "But I will keep a secret for you, and this thing must not be seen by anyone."

The boy stuffed the menstrual cloth into his arms and nodded.

"I'm leaving." Ye Youqing looked at the time, said softly, then turned to open the door, and heard the young man speak again.

"Thank you." The boy said.

Ye Youqing didn't answer, his tall and slender body had already disappeared in the summer wind.

The days in the palace were long and steady. Ye Youqing followed the crowd of chariots and horses to worship Buddha every morning. At first she was wary of turmoil, but she could return to Beijing in a few days, and Zhou Ziqiu always had guards by her side. At the same time, Yan Jieyu's face became darker day by day.

If there is no accident, the trip to the palace will pass safely, she is relieved.

And in the afternoon, she spent all her time hiding in the yamen. She must have been ordered by the emperor. The man was very persistent. He came to the door to ask for an interview as soon as he returned to the palace. Ye Youqing could only wander around the garden for a few days. In the past, he just didn't let the man say a word.

She didn't say a word to Ci Ke again.

This day the morning light fell into the window lattice, Ye Youqing ate breakfast as usual, and wandered up the mountain with the chariots and horses, the difference today is that the emperor was also present, entering the Buddhist hall to worship.

The elite guards surrounded the temple, and the bell echoed, as if beating the heart drum.

Ye Youqing and Shili stood in the distance, watching the emperor get up, stretched out his hand to hold Zhou Ziqiu's hand, leaned over and whispered something in her ear, the beauty's figure was enchanting and graceful, but her smile was fake.

Ye Youqing felt the killing intent ten miles away from her, and when she turned around, there was no expression on that ordinary face.

The majestic Buddha hall is several feet high, and the Buddha statue is even bigger. Looking through the door, you can feel compassion for the world and look down on all living beings.

Ye Youqing looked up at the Buddha statue and lost his mind for a moment.

"The emperor is gone." Shili said suddenly.

Ye Youqing raised his head, and saw someone following the emperor to report something, and the emperor walked quickly, as if he was rushing to deal with some urgent matter, and got on the chariot first and went down the mountain.

The rest of the princesses, princes and close ministers walked down the hundreds of steps outside the Buddhist temple in twos and threes, and the mountain road was at the bottom of the steps. Ye Youqing and Shili also quickened their pace.

At this time, almost all the guards left with the emperor, and only a few remained around.

Ye Youqing just felt a little out of breath, the surrounding mountains and forests were too quiet, so quiet that the sound of birds was rarely seen, a bad premonition came flooding in.

Sure enough, before she could walk out of the temple gate, she heard the sound of the wind blowing beside her ears, and an arrow landed in the crowd. The guards around were in a mess, shouting: "Come quickly, protect the masters!"

The scene was chaotic immediately, and people from nowhere rushed out everywhere, blocking Ye Youqing's sight.

At the same time, the sound of horseshoes came from nowhere, Ye Youqing paused, and subconsciously shouted: "Ci Ke be careful!"

A fast horse seemed to descend from the sky, scattered the crowd and guards, and headed towards Zhou Ziqiu at the speed of a flying arrow. The masked man stretched out its sharp claws, as if it wanted to pinch Zhou Ziqiu's throat.

Ye Youqing saw that Shili's body was faster than the horse in an instant, and almost turned into an afterimage. However, there was still some distance between the two. Seeing that Zhou Ziqiu was about to be taken away, Ci Ke at the side suddenly moved. The moment he caught Zhou Ziqiu immediately, he pushed Zhou Ziqiu away.

The situation changed so quickly that Ye Youqing had no time to move, and saw the man in black grabbed Ci Ke's shirt, pulled her onto the horse, and slid into the forest.