something wrong

When Yan Qitong was still on the mountain, when he was flipping through the books in Sangzi, he saw the volume introducing Hongjing.Hongjing was guarded by many prefectures and counties in Hongguo. According to the words that Yan Qitong could understand, it was also a big capital centered on politics, economy and culture.There are sixteen city gates in Hongjing, eight gates inside and outside each, all of which are in the form of staggered teeth.The inner city of Hongjing is divided vertically and horizontally, with strict planning, complete functional facilities, and a very grand scale.

Of course, in the eyes of Yan Qitong, who is used to seeing skyscrapers and steel cities, no matter how grand they are, it is nothing more than this.But when the carriage ran outside the city gate, Yan Qitong still had to look up at the city.

The capital of a country deserves to be the capital of a country. The city tower is higher than what I saw before. If such a city is to be attacked, any ladders will be given for nothing, and it is impossible to climb up.In front of the city gate, there was even a lot of traffic. In comparison, their carriage was not impressive enough.

The city gates in Kyoto are of course strictly inspected, and the queue to enter the city was very long. Yan Qitong had nothing to do, and looked back and forth from the left and right curtains, while Sangzi kept silently closing his eyes and resting there.Their carriage ran faster, Qiu Ying hadn't arrived yet.

When it was finally their turn, the officers and soldiers asked questions, and the coachman stepped forward to answer with a smile, but he still said he wanted to open the door to have a look, so the coachman had no choice but to come back and ask Sangzi for instructions.

Sangzi frowned.She hadn't been in Beijing for a long time, but she used to go in and out frequently and wasn't checked so strictly.She asked Yan Qitong to open the car door.Yan Qitong opened the door halfway, only carefully showing half of her face, trying to cover up the veil, for fear that the soldier would also come up and ask her to remove it.

But what was unexpected was that the soldier first glanced inward casually, and then his eyes widened.This man was in his early thirties, tall and strong, he just jumped into the carriage and went straight to the door. The coachman hurriedly leaned over and looked at him nervously.

The light outside the car door was completely blocked by the soldier. Sang Zi squinted his eyes and looked at him quietly, not feeling that he knew him. I don't know why this man suddenly showed an excited expression.

"You... are you Doctor Sangzi?" The soldier hesitated at first, and then asked tentatively.

Sangzi gave a light "hmm".

"I heard that you haven't been in Hongjing for a long time, are you planning to come back..." the soldier asked again.

Sangzi put down her cross-legged legs, and leaned forward slowly: "I didn't know that I would be missed so much." She suddenly thought of something, and her tone softened, "Are you a cavalry who used to guard the border?"

The soldier immediately grinned triumphantly: "Doctor Sangzi really has a good memory. I am one of the people you saved." The general fined me to guard the city gate for three months, I just thought it was unlucky, but I didn't expect it to be the luckiest thing in the world. Haha!" He hurriedly jumped out of the car, not only that, but also took the crowd in front of him who had just checked They all scattered rudely, and a road was made under the city gate.Afterwards, he ran back to the carriage, knelt on one foot and raised his fists and said respectfully, "Doctor Sangzi, please enter the city."

Sangzi felt helpless.

Five years ago, a big war broke out at the border between Hong and Li because of friction. A chasing and defeating army of thousands of cavalry from Hong Kingdom fell into the trap of the opponent and was besieged in the snowy mountains on the border.At that time, Sangzi happened to be in the depths of the snow-capped mountains because she was looking for a rare and rare medicine in the legend. To the border of Hongguo.Sang Zi is not only good at healing people, but also good at horseback riding. He lived and died with those cavalrymen, killing people like blood.

In the hearts of the less than a thousand cavalrymen who returned alive at last, Sangzi was no different from the strangest woman in the world.

Most of the cavalry back then were still in the frontier, and a very small number were transferred back to Kyoto to serve. Today, the one who made a mistake and was fined to guard the city gate is one of them.Looking at the back of Sangzi's carriage going away, he said with joy in his heart, the general has been talking about Dr. Sangzi for several years, but he heard that she lived in seclusion, and he always regretted not thanking her well back then.This time it's all right, she will come back soon, she always has to enter the palace to go to the imperial hospital, let the general pay attention, it shouldn't be a problem to find someone.It seemed that it was time to gather the brothers together, if they found out, it would be a great surprise.

However, how could Dr. Sangzi, who was able to enter the snow-capped mountains on horseback, kill the enemy and retreat, become so weak, his voice was so soft and weak, and his appearance was not energetic enough, which made him almost miss it.

Yan Qitong stared at Sangzi with wide eyes until he entered the city.She thought that she had to refresh her perception of Sangzi again. After entering Hongjing, it is said that she entered the headquarters of Sangzi's base. She thought she would have something to surprise her. It seems that she should get used to it as soon as possible so as not to be always surprised. It's good at first glance.

Thinking of this, she put away the surprise on her face, raised the curtain and continued to look at the outside world.

Looking at it, she was puzzled, and she was afraid that it was just other people's customs.Thinking that her identity is still Yan Qitong, who is from Hongjing, she will not have any doubts about those. Based on the principle that more things are worse than less things, she forcefully suppressed what she wanted to ask.

However, it is still wrong.

She saw that many houses, including shops, hung white lanterns. The first few houses were nothing more than the first few, and then there were words like "mourning" and "hanging", which could not be local customs.Thinking that she was a little bit like an underdog, she couldn't help sighing.

"What did you see?" Sangzi leaned over from the side.She didn't have any curiosity about Hongjing, who hadn't been in for a few years, she just came to see Yan Qitong's expression was difficult and unpredictable.

"Look, it seems that something happened. There are white lights hanging on the door of many people's houses." Yan Qitong pointed to her, "It's just a coincidence that there are so many, but not all of them are hanging. Isn't it strange? thing?"

When Sangzi heard the words, she looked carefully, and it was true.This was something she had never seen before.She called the coachman and asked him to inquire about it.

The coachman parked the car in a corner, where there was a big tree standing in the depression where the courtyard walls of two families met.The big tree was lush with greenery, and it was just after noon, so it was just out of the shade.He hasn't been to Hongjing for a while, and it's really different today.First of all, the inspection at the city gate was stricter. After entering, I saw a few groups of men and women in plain clothes going out of the city. They didn't look like a group of people, but their expressions were very similar.Now I see white lanterns hanging in front of many houses, but I don't know who they are for.

He saw two young men with sad faces coming out of the door of a family. There was also a white lamp hanging in front of the door and a plain belt around his waist, so he hurried forward to inquire.It didn't matter if I asked, I was taken aback when I learned the reason, and hurried back to the car to answer.

"Go back to Miss Sangzi, it turns out that Princess Liuguang died of illness in the palace."

"what--"

This exclamation came from Yan Qitong, she fell silent after she screamed, and turned her head to look at Sangzi in surprise.

Sang Zi frowned slowly, and was also puzzled for a while.

Princess Liuguang?Originally, he knew that Yan Liuguang had left with Su Ming, and later learned that she had returned to the palace and went out to observe filial piety for her dead mother. Calculated before March, why did she also die?

There was something strange about this matter, so Sang Zi asked, "What else did you say?"

"Nothing else, I just say that it was caused by the princess's excessive grief, depression and illness during the filial piety for her mother. And she was not buried in the royal cemetery, but was buried in a field outside the city by her father, Yan Chengxiang. Most of the people who went out of the city on this way were going there. Tsk, how can a person who is like a fairy in the legend have such a bad fate.” Even the coachman felt very sorry, and wished to follow those people out of the city to see what happened.

This is even weirder.Sangzi looked at Yan Qitong, saw that she was just biting her lips and felt uneasy, so she patted her hand and said, "Your father knows you are with me. Although it is hard to find on my mountain, he is an extremely human minister. There are only two reasons for not being able to find me, and I haven’t been there until now: one is that he doesn’t want to find you; the other is that others don’t want him to find you. If it’s true that Yan Liuguang went back and became a princess, it would be the former, but She is actually dead now, I am afraid that there is something that your father can do nothing about." After she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered the matter of Yan Qitong's amnesia, and it was only because they rarely talked about it during this journey, which made her also temporarily forget.She asked slowly, "Have you not thought of anything yet?"

Apart from shaking her head, Yan Qitong could only wave her hands, but she could detect some conspiracy from Sangzi's words.If someone really doesn't want the Yan family's daughter to be a princess, who will be next after Yan Liuguang dies?Of course there is no next one, because the identity of my own name has been suspended for a long time, so it must not be known that "Yan Qitong" is not dead, otherwise I am afraid that catastrophe will be imminent.The more Yan Qitong thinks about it, the more numb her scalp becomes. It's not easy to wear it anywhere, whoever it is on, and what face it's on. It's difficult for her everywhere, and how can she find her way back.

Seeing her wringing her hands, Sangzi thought she was thinking of something based on her expression, and analyzed the stakes from it, so she stopped asking questions about whether she remembered the past. With Yan Qitong's current behavior, it is true It doesn't matter anymore.So she said: "Don't worry, with me here, no one can hurt you."

Thinking about how Sangzi killed that person in anger just because he was slapped, Yan Qitong hurriedly said: "I just want to be careful not to reveal my identity, don't kill people for me again." They haven't stopped, the journey here has been thrilling enough, why just entering Hongjing makes people feel creepy like they want to kill.

Sangzi stretched out her hand and raised her chin again. The scar on her face was already very shallow. If she applied thicker rouge, it might be able to cover it. However, applying rouge to the face may affect the final healing of the wound, and wearing it all day The veil will eventually attract suspicion.

I didn't expect Yan Liuguang to have an accident suddenly, otherwise I wouldn't need to be so cautious.She only knew that Yan Ziliang knew that Yan Qitong was with her, and that it would be a matter of time before he faced him, but now that Yan Liuguang died, she was suddenly not sure how many people knew that Yan Liuguang was the real princess who was taken away, but Yan Qitong was The fake princess who is still alive.

Of course, Sangzi hoped that Yan Qitong would be by her side at all times, the last time the illness happened irregularly, she dared not be sloppy.But at this moment, thinking that Yan Qitong would be more easily recognized by his side, before he went to Yan Ziliang's house to find out the situation, now he could only be more careful.

Thinking of this, Sang Zi called the coachman outside and said, "Do you still remember the coachman who talked to us at the post station? Now you go quietly back to the city gate, the coach must not have arrived yet, you wait for him there stop."