Song Yu still didn't exchange any pleasantries, and her expression was still warm.
After leading the princess to a small courtyard, Song Yu turned around and left.
She gently pushed open the door. The young Qie Xue guard was standing at the bottom of the stairs, about to move to the side room.
She suddenly asked, "What does His Highness mean by that sentence?"
The Qie Xue guard, who was the only one left alive, hesitated for a moment. He probably regarded this princess as a friend in adversity from the bottom of his heart, so he went beyond the rules and answered, "Princess, I don't know what His Highness means. This is not an excuse. To be honest, during this trip to Beiliang, I have privately pondered over this sentence countless times, but I still can't figure out the mystery behind it."
She didn't say anything else, pushed open the door, and closed it.
She took off the curtain hat, leaned against the door, and almost collapsed to the ground.
Today's matter in the lakeside pavilion, there were layers of conspiracies and overt plots, complicated and confusing.
In the end, she was just a woman who was far away from the center of the imperial court of Beimang. After Yelu Canglang made his move, she was in a state of incomparable tension. It was really not easy to support herself to this room without batting an eyelid.
For some reason, at this moment, faces appeared in Princess Qingluan's mind.
First, it was the grandfather and grandson.
The skinny Yelu Dongbei's dark face that revealed a mouth full of white teeth when he spoke.
There was also his grandfather Yelu Hongcai's smiling face. The old man liked to smile at everyone, and when he smiled, he would reveal his sparse yellow teeth.
Then, it was a handsome face that she couldn't forget.
It was the man in white who was silent no matter when and where in her memory.
Finally, it was the pale face full of excitement and fighting spirit when the Crown Prince of Beimang told her to be careful before leaving.
She breathed rapidly, gasping for breath.
She closed her eyes in pain.
Unconsciously, she vaguely remembered the face in the lakeside pavilion.
She opened her eyes, gritted her teeth, and said, "If that knife didn't stab Yelu Canglang's neck, but your eyes, it would be satisfying!"
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Deputy Provincial Governor Yang Shenxing, who had been feeling uneasy, walked around the tables and glanced at the corpse of the female death warrior lying on the table. He cupped his fist and lowered his head as he said in a heavy voice, "Prince, I, Yang Shenxing, have committed the crime of negligence. I am willing to accept the punishment without any complaints!"
Hsu Fengnian waved his hand and said with a smile, "It has nothing to do with Old General. After all, she was able to enter this house in the first place because of our Liangzhou Branch's Yangying Branch and Fushui Branch's responsibility. However, I don't dare to complain about my second sister's injustice. As for Chu Lushan, that guy is probably thick-skinned and is not afraid of my scolding. Therefore, Old General and I are actually the most innocent."
Yang Shenxing was unwilling to look up.
Yang Huchen first patrolled the western area of the territory as the deputy general of Ji Province. Then, he secretly entered Liangzhou with the help of Beiliang's Yangying Branch's spies. At this time, the one-armed general said, "Father, we know what kind of person Prince is. You don't have to pretend."
General Chunqiu, who was called "pretentious" by his son, immediately raised his head and glared at Yang Huchen. His face was full of anger.
Yang Huchen naturally avoided the sharp edge. He quickly raised his wine cup and clinked it with Mr. White Lotus's teacup.
The corpses of the Qie Xue Guards in the pavilion and in the lake, as well as the corpse of the female death warrior in the princess' tomb, were quickly taken care of by the residence's nimble maidservants. Among them, there was a young maidservant who looked delicate and delicate. She usually didn't show off and looked like she would be blown away by the wind. However, when she carried away the corpse of the maidservant who was cooking tea, it was as easy as carrying a piece of silk that weighed a few kilograms.
Yang Shenxing returned to her seat and ignored this.
As for whether that maidservant was a spy from Beiliang's Yangying Branch or the Fushui Branch, and as for whether there were other people in this residence, she was an old man who had fought on the battlefield for half his life and spent half his life in the officialdom. She was not at all interested, nor did she feel uncomfortable. On the contrary, it was only natural that someone like her would take root in the Jiedushi Residence.
Once one entered a noble house, it was as deep as the ocean.
Which noble house in the world was not like this?
Yang Shenxing seemed to want to say something but stopped.
There was no more Green Ant Wine left, so Hsu Fengnian directly began to cook tea. He was actually not inferior to the female death warrior of unknown origin.
This made Yang Huchen click his tongue in wonder.
When Hsu Fengnian served tea to Yang Shenxing, he said with a smile, "Old General, if you have something to say, say it directly. The Xu and Yang families are now allies who share honor and disgrace. Mr. White Lotus can be considered as a witness."
Yang Shenxing smiled knowingly, "Then I'll say it directly. Based on today's situation, the Crown Prince of Beimang, who has been mediocre for so many years, does not seem like a person who can be supported. The officials around him who support the Crown Prince of Beimang will probably be hard-pressed for many days."
Hsu Fengnian said self-deprecatingly, "In my early years, I was not even as good as this Crown Prince. At that time, I, His Royal Highness, did not even have a single official who sincerely supported the Crown Prince by my side."
Yang Shenxing's expression inevitably became somewhat awkward.
Yang Huchen, who rarely saw his father suffer in front of outsiders, did not hide his gloating.
Hsu Fengnian leisurely drank a mouthful of spring tea and said softly, "Of course, I and the Crown Prince of Beimang seem to be in a similar situation, but in reality, we are very different. I am much, much luckier."
Yang Shenxing thought for a moment and understood in his heart, "That is indeed the case!"
Yang Huchen also withdrew his smile and said with a heartfelt sigh, "Most people have only heard of Mr. Yishan's title of Poison Warrior and see him as an advisor of the Xu family. They do not know of Mr. Yishan's extraordinary achievements in military affairs!"
Bai Yu also nodded lightly and raised his head to look at the lake outside the pavilion. He smiled with narrowed eyes and said, "Mr. Yishan, I am also fascinated."
Hsu Fengnian looked at the slightly swaying fire in the stove and did not speak.
He stood up and walked a few steps, pulling out the Rainbow Blade with a golden peach sheath from the vermillion lacquer pillar. He then bent down to pick up the scabbard from the ground and slowly sheathed the blade.
He naturally thought of the Tide-listening Pavilion that stored the world's martial arts secret manuals.
He muttered to himself in his heart.
Master, how good would it be if you could live for another ten years?
I will definitely fight for that chair for you and exchange the python robe for the dragon robe.
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