If not, An Xia would not choose to cooperate with Concubine Yan Gui.
However, she could not find Zhao Jingmei and Yan Guifei.
Mrs. An’s funeral was very simple. Because An Shucheng’s current situation is not good, the officials in the court are watching the wind, and only some small fish and shrimps come to see. After all, they cannot be beaten by the wind and the rain. , As for the others, they just sent butlers to express their condolences, nothing else.
Only the Wei family has always been there to help. An Shucheng didn't say anything on the surface, but knew what was going on with the Wei family in his heart.
"Are you going?" Bei Mingxiao frowned.
Today is the day when Mrs. Ann is buried. An Xia wants to go. She wants to send Mrs. Ann the last time.
"I am ashamed for not being able to catch the murderer. If I don't go today, I'm afraid I will be upset in my life." An Xia lowered her eyes. In fact, she had already made a decision and could not change it.
Bei Mingxiao knew her intentions, so naturally he wouldn't stop him, just said: "I'll accompany you."
"Too dangerous." An Xia shook her head.
The old emperor has been reluctant to announce the affairs of the day, and refuse to wash her grievances. No matter what others are, she is the most wronged by An Xia. She is still wanted. Once discovered, she may be recruited. Disaster.
If she is alone, it is a big deal to escape, but if Bei Mingxiao is involved, it will be in trouble.
Bei Mingxiao waved his hand indifferently: "If there is a kind of tiredness in this world that makes people unable to extricate themselves, it is to be dragged down by you, I am willing."
An Xia smiled helplessly.
Not sweet words, but better than sweet words.
The two changed their clothes again, but An Xia insisted on wearing filial attire, so she could only mix in the Wei family's funeral crowd, with Wei Siyuan watching, but nothing happened.
However, Bei Mingxiao also accompanied An Xia to wear the filial piety clothes, which made Wei Siyuan feel a little uncomfortable.
Seeing this, Bei Mingxiao has made up his mind to be with his cousin.
Now that the Wei family is very important in the court, the crown prince is dead, so the next battle for the crown prince must be even more fierce.
"What are you thinking about?" Seeing Wei Siyuan in a daze, An Xia reached out and stabbed.
Wei Siyuan glanced at Bei Mingxiao cautiously, and quietly pulled An Xia aside. Bei Mingxiao knew that their brothers and sisters had something to say separately, so they turned their heads aside.
"Cousin, your status is sensitive now, but King Xiao is more sensitive. If you bring him to the funeral, once he is discovered, I'm afraid it will be..." Wei Siyuan said as he looked around worriedly, no one noticed. When I got to them, I felt relieved.
In fact, what Wei Siyuan didn't know was that Anjia’s current situation was bleak, and there weren’t any distinguished guests coming to the door. How many would pay attention to him?
What's more, An Xia also made preparations before coming, and the people at Tianxiang Tea House took the opportunity to mix in a lot.
Regardless of the person who simply served the glass and poured the wine, it might be the person sent by Anxia.
Of course Wei Siyuan didn't know this, so his expression was very nervous at the moment, his sword eyebrows twisted together like twists.
"Okay, don't be too nervous, it's okay." As he said, An Xia waved to one of the servants: "Go and prepare incense candles."
"Biao...Biao..." Wei Siyuan raised his throat with his heart, and was almost frightened to death.
He didn't expect An Xia to be so bold, even if he was dressed in disguise, but in case, after all, it is impossible for the servants in Anfu to recognize Missy!
An Xia patted Wei Siyuan on the shoulder, her expression straightened: "If you are so nervous and flustered, even if there is no problem, others will think you have a problem. On the contrary, if you think you are okay, then who will suspect you."
In fact, An Xia was talking about not being able to confuse himself, but Wei Siyuan used to think of this only when he was marching and fighting. At this moment, An Xia raised him a little, suddenly became clear, his back straightened.
Seeing that the two had settled, Bei Mingxiao walked up and nodded towards Wei Siyuan. The latter would immediately understand the look in a man.
It is really blessed to have a woman like An Xia.
Until the end of the funeral, An Shu Chengdu did not show up, which made An Xia hate him even more.
Before the grave, all the people had left, An Xia stayed, Bei Mingxiao accompanied.
A filial attire and a filial hat, underneath is An Xia's true face.
"I will avenge you. Zhao Jingmei and her daughter will not let go. Maybe you will persuade me not to do that, but it will be hard to get rid of my hatred if I didn't kill them. There will be today’s disaster.
As he said, An Xia took off the hairpin on his head and broke it in two.
Bei Mingxiao took An Xia's hand and went down the mountain, both of them remained silent along the way.
"I think..." An Xia broke the silence first.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he was stunned by Bei Mingxiao's eyes. He didn't say any more, and his heart trembled a little, obediently, a man who has always been gentle as a jade, how could his eyes seem to be killing.
"What's the matter with you?" An Xia tentatively asked.
Bei Mingxiao still had a cold face, more ugly than before: "The most important thing now is not revenge, but how to help you clear your grievances. I will help you deal with Zhao Jingmei's mother and daughter. Can you not do anything like this? You are doing it, I will worry."
worry……
An Xia's eyes suddenly became wet.
She was used to it a long time ago, but she didn't expect Bei Mingxiao to be so considerate, she suddenly stretched out her hands and hugged her, whispered: "I know, I really know, but this time the hatred is my mother's. I must report it."
"Okay." Bei Mingxiao nodded, stretched out his hand to hug An Xia tighter, and vowed in his heart that if the position of supremacy can give the woman in his arms a sense of security, then he wants it.
The next day, as expected, the three princes appeared in the court.
Compared with the sickly appearance before, it seems to be different now. Yushu is facing the wind, walking like flying.
It seemed to people in a daze that Prince Xiao was a martial artist...
A few days ago, I felt a little regretful for the officials who gave the second prince to his heart. The second prince’s health is really bad, even if he becomes an emperor, he is a short-lived ghost.
Once the emperor and the courtier, then we will have to find a way to indulge in the new emperor. Instead of this, it is more appropriate to take refuge in the three princes.
Many people's minds began to move.
Prince Xiao stood underneath with a graceful demeanor.
The old emperor only felt that his eyes were bright, and the more he saw his son, the more satisfied he was.
As for Bei Mingqi, the smell of the medicinal soup made the old emperor draw a cross in his heart. After going down the court, he directly sent Bei Mingxiao to eat together.
The discerning people could tell at a glance that the old emperor loved Bei Mingxiao, and he went back to collect some gifts and sent people to the Xiao Palace.
"Father, my son heard that the former queen left a blood book." Although the queen was dead, the old emperor was still unwilling to dethrone the queen, which made people even more frustrated.
"That's right." The old emperor nodded, and Wei Dezhu understood, and retelled the contents of the blood book. It is impossible to keep such a filthy thing, so as the general manager, Wei Dezhu must remember the content. of.
Bei Mingxiao said after hearing: "Father, there is something unclear about the son."
"I know." The old emperor understood, his expression remained unchanged: "You are talking about the prince, the queen wrote a blood letter to express her love, why did she want to clean up for the prince? I can't figure this out."
Having been an emperor for decades, how could he not even see this little trickery.
If An Xia were here, she would definitely be swearing at the queen. She thought the queen was whitewashing for her, but because she was too concerned about whitewashing for her, the old emperor became suspicious.
"It's not unreasonable for the emperor to worry, but the children think it's different." Bei Mingxiao shook his head, aroused the interest of the old emperor, and signaled him to continue.
In fact, Bei Ming Xiao was fortunate that he had dealt with this matter by himself, otherwise An Xia would be hardly rehabilitated in her life.
Unexpectedly, the queen would leave such a blood book, and all previous guesses were overturned.
"The prince is dead, even if the prince's crimes are washed out, there is nothing good or bad for the queen. The prince was born and settled down, and now Taishi An has no intention of dying, and he just wants to tell the old man and return home. Let's go with the flow and look at the future situation. After all, this matter is really strange, it will not be so simple. Instead of burying and waiting, it is better to follow the trend, but to see more."
After listening to Bei Mingxiao's words, the old emperor nodded in satisfaction. How do you see how pleasing this son is, patted Bei Mingxiao on the shoulder, and said with satisfaction: "Okay, my son really lives up to the future. Leave the matter to you."
"Thank you, Father." Bei Mingxiao thanked him quickly.
But I was very happy.
As long as the emperor is willing to clarify An Xia's grievances, then An Xia will not have to hide in hiding in the future.
It's just that the price of this is to expose yourself.
However, what about it, everything is nothing compared to Anxia's safety.
Concubine Yan Gui had heard about this in the palace, and instead of being angry, she laughed loudly: "My palace has long known that that has a backer, it turns out that it is Bei Mingxiao!"
"Mother, isn't she..." Mother Lan moved in her heart and became a little nervous.
"What are you afraid of?" Yan Guifei snorted coldly: "The enemy in the dark is not as good as the one in the light. Go, send someone to inform the second prince, and say An Xia is back."
"Yes." Mother Lan answered.
Concubine Yan Gui had always felt that An Xia and Bei Mingxiao had an affair. She was vaguely passed by An Xia several times before. Now Bei Mingxiao personally enters the palace to show her the snow, which is tantamount to exposing the relationship between herself and An Xia.
The imperial decree was quickly issued. Because the prince was dead and An Xia was innocent, he deposed the identity of the prince and went to Ganye Temple to serve the Buddha sincerely.
This kind of punishment can be said to be the lowest. The intention to murder the prince, rob the court, and seek a life and peace under several crimes is a great thing for anyone.
It's just that when An Xia watched Bei Mingxiao return with a team of guards, his eyelids twitched, and after learning the whole story, he almost vomited blood.
What the is she going to become a monk?
What's the use of such innocence instead of that?
"Just go to stay for a while, I will pick you up soon, believe me, when you come back, everything will be different." Bei Mingxiao's words have a bewitching taste.
But An Xia couldn't lift the spirit to listen.
