Chapter 767 The Tyrant's Little Princess (19)
Sin debt.
The goblin who once stepped on blood from **** quietly twitched the corners of her mouth, as if ironic.
The Buddha accommodates all things, but never told her what to do if she must die or live.
Her hands were covered with blood, but she never thought...these were all sin debts.
Because, she wants to live.
Yun Si withdrew her gaze, and looked forward again.
Walking on the side of the carriage, Yingchun saw the princess poking her head out, thinking she was in a hurry to return to the palace, so she said,
"Princess, you just arrived at the palace at night, you sit patiently, if you want something, you can tell your slaves."
Yun Si didn't speak, but moved her nose.
The air after the rain was very fresh. Although the sun did not come out, the surrounding temperature was comfortable.
A gust of wind blew across her cheeks, and the smell of young leaves was mixed with a faint smell of blood.
It seems to have drifted over from far away, and the smell of blood is also mixed with the breath of beasts.
The little white tiger quietly looked in the direction of the stream where she often went.
"Yingchun, what happened last night?" she asked.
Yingchun was stunned for a moment, as if thinking of something, lowered her voice, "Last night. It seems that someone wanted to assassinate His Majesty."
"It is said that there is already a river of blood in the east chamber, but when the slaves secretly looked at it, they saw nothing but blood on the ground."
"Is Your Majesty injured?"
Yingchun replied: "Shouldn't there be any?"
She is a little maid, how dare she ask?
Yun Si nodded and lowered the curtain.
He deliberately arranged his residence in the East Wing, but in fact, the East Wing is already a net, just waiting to be caught.
As for his arrival last night, I thought it was because the West Wing was far away from the East Wing, and the person who assassinated him would not have made a special trip to the West Wing.
After doing this, he arranged everything and reaped the benefits of the fisherman.
And her residence is just a temporary refuge.
Yun Si didn't know what to say for a while.
But thinking about it this way, it makes sense why he broke into his sister's room in the middle of the night.
Yun Si thought of last night when he touched her head like he was treating a child.
She rested her chin and closed her eyes in thought.
The day passes,
The wheels of the carriage were rumbling, the flags were fluttering, and the emperor's chariots and horses were traveling unimpeded.
Starting from the Daxiangguo Temple, we arrived at the imperial capital all the way, and finally entered the magnificent towering imperial palace.
The gate of the imperial palace was immediately closed heavily.
There was a bang, which made people's hearts tremble involuntarily.
After three years, when she returned to the palace, Yingchun looked around curiously, only feeling that the palace was more magnificent than three years ago.
Glazed yellow tiles, towering old trees.
The phoenix spreads its wings on the eaves carved from sandalwood, the floating windows carved from blue tiles are made of jade wall panels, and a huge square at the end of a straight road sinks slowly along with the jade steps.
Soldiers in hard armor, holding long tassel spears, stood in a row on the palace wall, their waists straight like sentry towers in the flames of war, solemn and silent.
The carriage was going all the way, and the prince who was walking in front, probably received some instructions, came in a hurry with his whisk in his hand.
Whispered a few words to Yingchun, then followed the carriage while saluting to Chu Yang in the carriage,
"His Royal Highness, Your Majesty has a decree. You have made meritorious service in mourning for three years. When you come back this time, all the supplies and treatment will be in accordance with the highest standards of the princess. You can stay here with peace of mind."
(end of this chapter)