Chapter 62: Escape

During Shenshi, Li Huailin left the jail, Qi Han was ordered to come forward, and smiled in front of her with a smile: "The three adults can leave now. If your Royal Highness is not at ease, please follow it."
Li Huaiyu nodded, grabbing the chains on his hands and walking out with them.
Only Xu Xian, Yun Lanqing and Han Xiao were condemned to death. Huaiyu saw them being taken out and sighed: "This farewell is a farewell, Master Qi, let me say goodbye to them?"
Qi Han had taken the emperor's order to get the soldier's amulet. This little request naturally satisfies her, just a few words, and it won't get in the way.
So the surrounding guards took five steps back, leaving the four of them beside the carriage.
"Go west." Looking at them, Huaiyu said, "There is Lu Jingxing to the west."
Xu Xian curled his eyebrows and looked around, and said, "His Royal Highness, things are probably not that simple."
Even if they can go to Kyoto, they can't go far.
"Don't worry." Huaiyu smiled, "When you see Lu Jingxing, you will understand."
"What about you?" Yun Lanqing was very worried. "You are left alone, how do you deal with it?"
The eyebrows were raised slightly, and Huaiyu said, "Who told you that I am left alone?"
Yun Lanqing wondered, besides them and Lu Jingxing, who else was there by His Highness? But Wu and they are still in prison and have never come out.
Besides, Qi Han next to him should be suspicious. Li Huaiyu shook his head and waved at them: "Good journey."
Seeing her thin and thin body, Xu Xian and the others didn't feel good, but there was really no other way at the moment. They could only get in the car and watch her stand alone.
"Once there is a chance, the ministers and others will come to save His Royal Highness." Han Xiao was the last one to get into the car and said this softly.
Li Huaiyu smiled, very contented and said: "What can I do for your husband!"
The horse-drawn carriage hit the road, rolling over the green grass in the outskirts, and galloping west quickly. Qi Han looked at it and stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty has released the people as promised. Shouldn't Your Highness also hand in the soldier talisman?"
"What are you anxious for?" An angrily glanced at him, Huaiyu said, "How far is it to go out? Wait until they arrive at the station. Isn't it enough if I take you to get it myself?"
Qi Han frowned: "His Royal Highness, don't play any tricks."
He squeezed the chain on his hand to show him, and pointed to his weak body, Huaiyu asked, "What tricks can I play?"
She seemed to be holding her breath, so weak that she was about to return her soul to the west. Qi Han felt that when people reached this point, let alone women, even if they were men, they would no longer have any deceitful thoughts.
So he waited beside him comfortably.
Li Huaiyu looked at this suburban road quietly.
She had been to this place before. The moonlight was very good at the time. She said coquettishly that she wanted to spend the night here. Jiang Xuanjin didn't respond, but she picked her up on her back and walked back step by step.
His back was also straight when he was carrying someone, causing her to spend a lot of effort behind her to cling to his shoulders to not fall. But Huaiyu felt very happy.
Thinking of it now, it seemed that all of a sudden, I could feel the flowing moonlight and the fragrance on the person.
She curled her lips slightly and she smiled.
Even if nothing is left in the end, at least there are many things that she has experienced with him. It’s good to have experienced it, no matter what the outcome is.
The sun was about to set, Huaiyu counted the time, and saw no one to report the letter. It was estimated that Xu Xian and others should have already joined Lu Jingxing and were safe.
So she turned around and said to Qi Han: "Go to Mingshan Palace."
"Mingshan Palace?" Qi Han frowned, "Don't lie, your majesty has sent someone to search that place, and there are no soldier charms."
Rolling his eyes, Li Huaiyu said: "What I let someone hide, can you still find it out?"
Qi Han looked at her suspiciously and thought for a while, maybe there is something they can't open in Mingshan Palace? So he nodded and let her take her into the palace.
However, when he arrived at Mingshan Palace, Huaiyu didn't go to the side hall to open the secret room. Instead, he walked directly to the barren grass in the yard and dug out the soldier talisman with two pulls.
Qi Han saw the corners of his mouth twitching.
"His Royal Highness, you put the Thirty Thousand Forbidden Army talisman... here?"
After patted the mud on the head, Huaiyu asked seriously, "Can't it?"
...It's too hasty! Who would have thought that such an important thing would be thrown in the grass at will? No wonder your Majesty searched all the places and couldn't find it!
"I will give you something." Huaiyu said, "Can I ask how I will die tomorrow?"
After taking the soldier's talisman and carefully looking at it and confirming that it is not fake, Qi Han said: "His Royal Highness has heard of this resurrection technique, and the ministers have heard of it. Lord Bai tried to protect the fourth young lady's body, so tomorrow will only be a soul punish. ."
With a very horrified expression on his face, Huaiyu frowned and asked sharply, "Who came up with this idea?!"
Seeing her so excited, Qi Han felt very at ease and sneered: "I didn't expect it? You were unpopular when you were the eldest princess. When you were the fourth lady of the Bai family, the maid beside you didn't like you either. She knew all your secrets. , I told Bai Yushi and Master Liu directly."
"How could this be?" Huaiyu hugged her head in pain, "Lingxiu... how could she betray me?!"
"Many acts of injustice will kill yourself." Qi Han looked at her condescendingly, "You have robbed the body of Miss Bai Si, and the maid will naturally want to take it back for her master. I heard that your soul is not close to the Buddha. Tomorrow, there will be ten eminent monks, and the golden Buddha transported from Hanshan Temple are all waiting to be sent to His Highness on the road."
Li Huaiyu was full of pain and pale. Qi Han looked very comfortable, waved to let people take her back to the jail, and went to Longyan Palace to return to life with the weapon.
As soon as he left, the ostentatious expression on Huaiyu's face slowly converged, and he lowered his head and followed the guard with doubts in his eyes.
When did Lingxiu know that she is not Miss Bai Si?
That little girl was always courageous, and she would tremble all over when she said a few words, how could she have the courage to lie to Bai Dezhong and Liu Yunlie?
She is not afraid of Buddha, she has been in Moju's Buddhist hall and has been fine, Lingxiu knows. But she actually told people that her soul is not close to the Buddha?
Li Huaiyu gave a low laugh with his throat tightening.
Silly girl.
On the ninth day of September, the Double Ninth Festival is considered the heaviest day of yang, and the "blessing ceremony" in front of the royal ancestral temple has been set up. Li Huaiyu sat on the bamboo bed in the prison cleverly and asked her to dress her up.
Lingxiu shook her hands and opened the makeup box she had brought, took out the plum blossom colored glaze hairpin and the silver silk inlaid treasure comb, carefully bun her up, and waited for her to change into a Yaochi peony Su embroidered dress.
Outside the prison are guards, Huaiyu can't say a word, can only look at her firmly.
The more she looked, Lingxiu shook, her small face was almost as white as hers, her eyes fluttered, but she didn't dare to fall on her face.
Li Huaiyu raised her eyebrows, feeling strange, the little girl suddenly grabbed her hand and wiped something over.
Agarwood Buddhist beads.
Her pupils shrank slightly, and she opened her mouth in surprise: "You..."
"His Majesty don't want to hate the slave maid." Anxiously interrupted her, and said with a graceful voice, "The slave maid just wants the original lady to come back."
Looking outside, Huaiyu pursed his lips, and crossed his eyebrows cooperatively, "Am I treating you well?"
"Okay..." Lingxiu nodded tremblingly, "His Majesty treats slaves and maids very well, but... But your Highness is not a lady."
"When did you recognize it?" Huaiyu asked, "I used your lady's body, so it shouldn't be noticed."
Lingxiu took a breath and said courageously, "The slave and maidservant have served her from childhood to adulthood. People don't know if you are a maid, but the slave is very clear in her heart!"
"Hahaha!"
As soon as her words fell silent, Liu Yunlie's laughter came from outside.
Li Huaiyu turned his head and saw that he was still sitting on his shoulders, being carried and placed in front of the cell fence, with a sarcasm on his face: "His Royal Highness didn't expect it? A thousand words, he lost to a little maid."
Lingxiu shrank, got up and ran to him, curtly saluting: "Master Liu."
"Yeah." Liu Yunlie said, looking at her with exceptional satisfaction, "You are a time-savvy person, and your benefits will be indispensable in the future."
There was joy on Lingxiu's face, and she lowered her head timidly.
Pulling the sleeves to cover the Buddhist beads on the wrists, Huaiyu changed her face with a sneer, staring at Lingxiu and said, "Count me blind!"
Lingxiu was so scared that she hid behind Liu Yunlie.
Liu Yunlie snorted: "What are you afraid of her doing? I'm going to be a ghostly person, and I don't even have a chance to be a ghost."
"Really?" Lingxiu asked in a low voice.
"Can this be fake?" Liu Yunlie sneered. "The high monks in Hanshan Temple are all very powerful."
Lingxiu seemed to be relieved with a sigh of relief, and then said: "The servant and maid, let's finish the makeup of your Royal Highness."
"Move faster." Liu Yunlie said, "the hour is coming."
"Yes!" Running back to Li Huaiyu, she quickly picked up the rouge gouache beside her. Paint her carefully.
Liu Yunlie was impatient to wait. After hearing a few words, he felt that Lingxiu was indeed okay, so he raised his shoulders and walked to the ancestral temple first.
"Don't worry." Lingxiu's voice was extremely soft and authentic as the powder wiped the ear, "Nothing will happen."
When Li Huaiyu heard it, his eyelashes trembled, and his hand rubbed the Buddhist beads, his doubts hard to dispel.
Taichang originally said that today would be a good day with the sun shining brightly, but it was almost noon, the sun did not show up, the sky was dark clouds and the wind blowing was gloomy and cold.
Li Huailin sat on the dragon chair directly opposite the altar, rubbing his brows lightly. The color of burnout is strong.
"Your Majesty?" Qi Han asked with concern.
"It's okay," he said, "I haven't slept well these past two days."
Concubine Ning next to her listened, but stopped talking.
Your Majesty didn't just sleep well these two days? He always wakes up in the middle of the night and sits alone on the dragon couch in a daze. These two days were particularly serious, and I would wake up less than an hour after falling asleep, and he would not say anything when asked him, but only let her hum to him.
Concubine Ning is the most favored in the harem, even if he is two years older than the emperor, the emperor always loves to rest in her palace. Outsiders thought that she was tricky, but Concubine Ning knew that the only thing she knew was humming.
What this young emperor lacks most seems to be just a person to put him to sleep.
Unfortunately, even if she was willing to coax him, he still couldn't sleep.
Ten monks wearing golden robes, sitting in a formation around the altar. The tall golden Buddha was placed on the altar, and there was a scent of sandalwood in the air.
Li Huailin waited quietly, and after a while, the sound of chains rang when he entered the altar.
The man was wearing her favorite Yaochi Peony Palace costume. His appearance has changed, but his aura has not changed. He walked towards the altar step by step with the sound of the chain, his back was straight, and his mouth was smiling.
Perceiving his gaze, she looked over in the distance, her smile gradually disappearing, her eyes getting cold.
The guard behind her drank something, she froze, and slowly knelt down in his direction.
Are you disappointed in him? Li Huailin laughed, rubbing the dragon head on the armrest and thought. The emperor once said that he would definitely become a prince, but before he became a prince, he became a tyrant.
Do you regret it? Regret having a brother like him.
The hand with the finger grip was slightly tight, and then released again after a while. Li Huailin returned to normal, looked at the time, and said, "Go ahead."
The place that belonged to Ziyang Jun was empty, the cool breeze was blowing, and the dark red chair surface was full of cold.
Li Huaiyu glanced at the chair, squeezed the Buddha beads in his hand, and lay on the altar.
There were eight incense burners around the altar. As soon as she went up, incense was lit in the incense burner, and the monks chanted the scriptures around them loudly, Mimi Moo. Noisy people have a headache.
Li Huailin lowered his eyes without looking, and rubbed the carved dragon on the armrest again and again, and when he stroked it for the twentieth time, there was a scream from the altar.
"Ah -" Li Huaiyu screamed with a needle piercing his eyebrows, scared the guards around the altar back two steps.
The monk holding the needle glanced at her, muttering words in his mouth.
Huaiyu frowned and listened. It was the first paragraph of the "Kuan Yin Jing".
I remembered that a long time ago, when Jiang Xuanjin was suspicious of being noisy and had a temper with her black face, what she said to him was: "This is memorizing "The Guanyin Sutra"."
The apex of her heart shrank slightly, and the tension disappeared, but she laughed lowly.
The monk holding the needle frowned, turned his back to the emperor, and shook his head at her.
Can't laugh.
Huaiyu was taken aback. Raised his eyebrows to look at the monk, his eyes fell on the Buddhist beads hanging on his neck, and finally he knew what was wrong.
There were ten large beads in the Buddhist bead string that the monk hung, and each one was engraved with words. As far as she could see, she could see the words "shi", "jie" and "forbearance".
It's the same as the inscription on her wrist.
Taking a light breath, Li Huaiyu squeezed his hand.
these people……
"It hurts! Ah!" The chanting voices around him became louder, and the screams on the altar grew louder.
A group of emperors stood by and dared not say anything, for fear that Danyang's soul would come out to entangle someone, but the group of monks seemed to be really powerful. As they read a few Dharma, Danyang's screams became smaller and smaller, more and more. The weaker.
With a "bang", the eminent monk on the altar waved his sleeves, and a fire suddenly ignited in the air. The fire was huge, but after a while, it turned into fly ash.
"What is that?" Li Huailin asked with a frown.
Qi Han next to him folded his hands and said, "Xu Ye burned his soul."
The eminent monk did not stop his movements, opened a small arm of stone, took out the rune, and lit the candle on the table, threw it into the air, and it burst into flames again.
The throat of the person lying on the altar groaned dry, and his hand stretched out into the air unwillingly, trembled twice, and finally fell weakly.
At the same time, the monk at the other end pulled out a burlap bag, lit the last fire, and then collected it in the bag—
The linen bag was bulging, as if something was still moving inside.
Everyone took a breath as they watched. They were courageous, and turned their heads and ran away.
Li Huailin looked at the bag with a complicated expression, and asked Liu Yunlie, "What about things?"
Liu Yunlie handed a treasure box, he opened it, and inside was a shattered jade pendant.
"Let them do it together." Close the box, Li Huailin sent someone to the altar.
The senior monk continued with the treasure box, only took a look, then threw it into the brazier next to it and burned it, and let people pass the message: "The unjust soul has been collected, and we need to do another two days of rituals."
Bai De, who was waiting on the side, burst into tears, and knelt down towards Li Huailin when he came up: "Your Majesty, can you return Zhuji to the old minister?"
Li Huailin looked at the lifeless person on the altar, thought a little, and said, "Take the person to Fulu Palace to rest. When she wakes up, I still have something to ask."
The emperor was very wary, not so easy to let go.
Bai De lowered his eyes and answered stiffly with a "yes", then brought a few people forward and lifted down the Bai Zhuji who was not sure whether he was alive or dead.
"Zhu Ji..." As soon as she sniffed, in front of so many people, Bai Dezhong didn't want any etiquette face, so he choked up and burst into tears.
Li Huailin watched, pursing his lips and said, "Miss Bai Si has really suffered an unprovoked disaster."
"Yes." Liu Yunlie replied and turned to look at Lingxiu next to her. "You follow along and have a look. If your lady is back, let someone tell me."
Lingxiu can distinguish between Danyang and Miss Bai Si. Let her go and watch, so that future troubles can be eliminated.
"Yes." Lingxiu obediently responded, and went to Fulu Palace with Bai Dezhong.
The guard watched all the way, and did not relax because the exorcism was over. But Bai Yushi was truly sad, and they didn't see the slightest flaw. Hearing his cry, they were even a little sad to be infected.
So when they arrived at the Fulu Palace, they stayed outside the temple, leaving two minutes quiet for the people inside.
Bai Dezhong couldn't stop crying, didn't dare to stop at all, even if there were no tears on his face, his voice was sincere.
Li Huaiyu opened his eyes and looked at him, and exclaimed in a low voice: "You are also amazing!"
She thought she was as serious as him and would not be able to act. Who knew that this was still an old drama bone, hearing this sad cry, she almost thought she was dead.
Glancing at her, Bai Dezhong cried while dipping on the table and wrote: Out of the palace.
Lingxiu leaned to the door and listened to the movement outside, then ran back and whispered anxiously: "No, there are all people outside, there is no way to get out."
They thought they would be able to take her away by hiding her from the altar. Who would have thought that the emperor should be on guard until she wakes up and asks questions before she will let her go.
The Bai Zhuji in front of me is still Li Huaiyu, what if I can't hide the emperor? Both the white mansion and the monk full of altars will definitely be implicated.
Both Bai Dezhong and Lingxiu were a little anxious, but Li Huaiyu, who sat opposite, was very calm.
She reached out her hand to support her chin, and asked them curiously: "You don't want Miss Bai Si to come back?"
Bai Zhuji is Bai Dezhong's biological daughter. What reason does he have to help her, the princess he hated most before?
Lingxiu squatted beside her and whispered: "The slave servant has been serving the lady for more than ten years. If it is possible, the slave servant also wants her to come back."
but. Her young lady died as early as the fourth day of April.
Five days ago, the eminent monk of Hanshan Temple came to the White House. The eminent monk told them that only when a person dies can the body be occupied by other souls. Once the soul is driven away, the original body is a corpse.
In other words, it was Li Huaiyu who kept Miss Bai Si alive. Once she had an accident, Miss Bai Si should also be buried.
Lingxiu explained these words to Li Huaiyu lowly, her expression a little sad.
Li Huaiyu was silent.
To tell the truth, even if she had resurrected her soul with a corpse, she still didn't know what she was. Why are these eminent monks who have never died so sure that Miss Bai Si must be gone?
She touched the Buddhist beads on her wrist, her eyes moved slightly, and an indescribable feeling came up in her heart.
"What should I do now?" Lingxiu was still anxious.
Bai De stopped crying again, frowned, and looked embarrassed.
Huaiyu tapped the tabletop easily: "Just find a kind of fire."
Even if they didn't help each other today, she herself had prepared a way to escape. Now that she has reached the Fulu Palace, everything is much simpler.
He got up and helped the table to stabilize his body, Huaiyu stepped up, and walked slowly towards the door.
"What are you doing?" Lingxiu was so scared that he came over to help her, looked at the four shadows reflected on the gate of the temple, and shook her head again and again, "Someone, someone is guarding!"
"I know." Huaiyu nodded, walked to the door of the palace, reached out and knocked twice.
"What's the matter?" a person guarding outside the door turned around suspiciously and asked.
The answer to him was a hand knife by the guard next to him.
With a "boom", the guard fell to the ground with a knife, and the door of the palace was pushed open.
Lingxiu pulled Li Huaiyu back in shock and looked up, and saw three men in guard clothes coming in across the door, taking off the silver red spike helmets, holding them in his hands and bowing to the people next to her: "Your Highness! "
"There is no time to delay." After receiving the Huozhezi handed by Qingxian, Huaiyu turned her head and looked at Bai Dezhong and Lingxiu and said: "You leave here quickly and go and tell your majesty that I am awake. Ask him to come. Look."
Bade looked at the three guards again and frowned: "You want to escape?"
"I won't run away, waiting to kill more people?" With a sneer, Huaiyu reached out and grabbed Bai Dezhong's elbow, half-supporting and half-pushing him to the outside.
This action was very impersonal and inconsistent with ethics. The old man frowned again and stood outside the hall. He looked back at her and said, "Article 72 of the Dawei Law, deliberately set fire to the official residence or palace. , Sentenced to exile!"
Upon hearing this familiar emphasis, Huaiyu felt a little pleased. He raised his chin, and said, "I will exile myself after I burn it. Don't worry!"
With a stern face, Bai De stared at her for a moment in silence, and whispered: "Be careful on the road."
With a tight throat, Huaiyu looked at him in astonishment.
After saying this, Bai Dezhong didn't plan to stay to see her set the fire. He took Lingxiu and left without looking back.
This old man is really...
Holding his forehead and shaking his head, Li Huaiyu couldn't help grinning for a while.
Qingxian handed out the attire of the guard who fainted. She took it and put it on, lit the fire and lit the gauze curtain in Fulu Palace. After the fire started, followed Qingxian and others, leaving calmly. Fulu Palace.
There are too many people in the prison for conspiracy. Lu Jingxing can't find the people in the prison, but he can get a few light guilt. These people Qingxian were among the supervised rebels, and they were easily rescued by Lu Jingxing. At the moment, as long as they can get out of the triple gate, they are completely safe.
The body was still uncomfortable, Huaiyu barely supported it. They looked like they were before the school, with their heads up and their chests high, holding the knife and striding freely.
However, Bai Zhuji's head was a bit shorter, and it would be fine if he was alone, but standing with Qingxian Chijin and the others, he bowed his head completely.
"Over there." As soon as they left Fulu Palace, a patrolling Lang Jiang called to them.
With a tight heart, Huaiyu held his breath and bowed his head, standing at the end. Qingxian and the others naturally blocked her and asked, "What do you want, my lord?"
Lang Jiang looked at the little bit behind them suspiciously: "Who is that?"
Qing Xian smiled, Chi Jin and Bai Ai looked around, and found that there was no one around, they all smiled.
"What are you laughing at?" Lang Jiang frowned, feeling suspicious in his heart, he felt a pain in the back of his neck, and his eyes were dark--
"Hurry up!" Huaiyu yelled.
Qing Xian quickly dragged the fainted Lang Jiang to the grass nearby, Chi Jin and Bai Ai alone, half supporting her, and quickly took the path to approach the palace gate.
"His Royal Highness." Looking at the guard at the gate of the palace, Qing Xian gasped and whispered, "Shopkeeper Lu has already contacted the guard guarding the palace gate today, but that person seems to be unable to enter. If we wait, we will be dismantled. You may have to push hard."
"How could this be?" Li Huaiyu muttered, "Isn't Wei Wei good to talk?"
"I don't know what happened. Keep your head down." Qing Xian said, took out the forged manuscript, and strode forward.
Seeing people coming, the guard at the palace gate, "Qiang", who was obsessed with painting a halberd, crossed the road with halberd.
Qing Xian held her hands in her hands and walked to Wei Wei next to her, bowed her head and said: "Leave the palace on your majesty's order."
The Wei Wei's eyes were very strange. After looking at him twice, he reached out his hand to take the handout, did not open it immediately, but looked at the few people behind.
Chi Jin was very nervous, and his tall body blocked him, covering Li Huaiyu tightly.
However, there were many people standing on both sides of this palace gate, and he could block the guard, nor could he block the gaze of the guard beside him.
"My lord!" A guard watched the little man sneakily behind him, and couldn't help but remind him.
Breathing slightly, Li Huaiyu weighed the situation, heard this voice, and was ready to kill.
However, the Weiwei at the other end squeezed his hand and opened it slowly, as if he hadn't heard the warning from the person next to him. After reading it, I wrote two pens in the records of going out of the palace, and waved his hand: "Let go."
Let them go? Huaiyu was stunned, and Qingxian and others' hands on the handle of the knife were also loose.
The four seemingly suspicious people slipped out of the palace under the eyelids of the guard number over 60 at the gate.
Until he got into the carriage, Li Huaiyu still couldn't believe it: "Is he blind?"
Qingxian shook his head: "His eyes are like a torch, and I found that the jade seal on the manuscript is fake almost at a glance. The look in my eyes makes me feel alarmed.
Huaiyu was shocked: "Then he still let us go?"
Qing Xian didn't understand, and thought for a while, and finally said: "Xu is the oil and salt from shopkeeper Lu, right?"
Apart from this, there is no other explanation.
Huaiyu nodded slowly, fiddled with the Buddha beads on his wrist unconsciously, and instructed Chijin, who was driving outside: "Go in the direction of Jiang Mansion."
Jiang Mansion? Chijin shook his head: "His Royal Highness, now the palace should have found something wrong, Kyoto will soon be martial law, let's go directly out of the city. Maybe there is still a glimmer of life..."
"It's too late." Huaiyu whispered, "The carriage goes from here to the west city gate, and it will take an hour and a half at the earliest to reach the city gate. The news of the emperor's closure of the city should arrive before us."
"But, what's the use of going to Jiang Mansion?" Chi Jin wondered, "I heard that the people in Jiang Mansion had left the city early this morning."
The Jiang Mansion’s climb high and far, the whole mansion must go, but...
Slightly curled her lips, Huaiyu said: "There is a good girl waiting for me."
Xu Chuyong made an appointment with her, as long as it is still dark, she will wait at the gate of Jiangfu.
Jiang's carriage did not need to be inspected when leaving Beijing, even if the city gate was under martial law, she could get out.
Chijin stopped asking more questions, and turned around. Hurry to Jiangfu.
"His Royal Highness, your face is ugly." Qing Xian reached out and wiped the sweat from her forehead, "Suffering in prison?"
"It's okay." He stretched out his hand to cover his lower abdomen, said Huaiyu, "When I settle down, let me find a doctor first."
Bai Ai looked at her shaky appearance, couldn't help but stretched out her hand, took her over, let her rest on her shoulder.
As soon as Qing Xian stretched out his hand, he was ahead of him, and her delicate eyebrows frowned displeased: "Are you fighting with me again?"
"What are you fighting for?" Bai Ai said, "Have you not seen your Highness uncomfortable?"
"I saw it, but your Highness is closer to me, what are you talking about?"
"you!"
Familiar bickering sounds can be heard every day in Feiyun Palace. Listen now. Huaiyu smiled: "Let you pretend to be cheesy, you are really pretending to look like you, and there are even the sections where you are jealous."
Where is this outfit? Bai Ai and Qing Xian have always looked at each other unpleasantly, Bai Ai thinks Qing Xian Niang, Qing Xian feels Bai Ai is dumb, if it weren't for Li Huaiyu in the middle, they would have to fight long ago.
However, the two of them are very acquainted, no one would say anything explicit to His Royal Highness, and they had to compete with each other, and they knew each other in secret.
It was still the moment of fleeing, and they didn't quarrel for long. When they arrived at the gate of Jiangfu, all of them were silent.
"Brothers and sisters?" Xu Chuniang's probing voice sounded outside the carriage.
Huaiyu opened a corner of the car curtain and smiled and said to her: "Second sister-in-law is really trustworthy."
Looking around, Xu Chuyong handed her a cloak. Watching her put on and cover her head, then helped her change the car.
"You saved my father, this is a small favor, how can I help." She whispered, "Just move faster, Lord him..."
Huaiyu got into the carriage, sat down in it, helped lift the curtain, and asked curiously: "What's wrong with the Lord?"
As soon as the words fell, Jiang's closed door opened, and Jiang Xuanjin came out from inside with Chengxu, and the two of them were talking in low voices, and they had not raised their eyes and looked out.
Li Huaiyu was so scared that his hairs stood upright, and Qingxian and the others were also terrified. They rushed into the car and pressed the curtain to their feet.
"Huh, whose carriage is this?" Chengxu looked up and asked curiously, "Second Madam?"
Xu Chuyong's heart was about to jump out of his throat. He pinched the veil tightly in his hand, and said calmly and calmly: "I don't know, I just stopped here when I came out."
"It's strange." Chengxu walked over and turned over the car, scratching his head in doubt.
Jiang Xuanjin glanced at Xu Chu Niang blankly, and said, "Is it convenient for my sister-in-law to take my lord?"