The husband is actually time-traveling!

Chapter 2 The Resentful Husband Goes Out Vertically and Comes Back Horizontally

Eye?

Wan Yanjing hurriedly took a closer look at the mirror, except for a little more red blood, there was nothing unusual.

At this time, Gan Tang changed his words again: "Now it's gone, maybe I missed it."

In the dream, Huo Xiang behaved strangely. She didn't know what curse was cast on her. She vaguely remembered that her eyes really hurt at that moment. Thinking of this, Wan Yanjing chased after her and asked, "What happened to my eyes just now?"

"Probably because of the morning light, the princess' eyes are golden."

Wanyan sat in front of the mirror for a long time, her prudent eyes were reflected in the mirror, but the mirror was an ordinary mirror, and her eyes did not change again.

"Is there any news from Fengdu? Is the prince still safe?" Wan Yanjing was thoughtful.

"That's not true, do you need to inquire about it?" Gan Tang replied.

"Go and find out." Wan Yanjing just finished speaking, but felt that something was wrong, "Forget it, don't go."

As the princess of Prince Wuxuan's Mansion, Wan Yanjing's life is very regular. In the morning, a female master will come to teach her boxing and martial arts. I will read some miscellaneous books, and go to the street after dinner to play.

This day Wanyan Jing had a slight headache, so she didn't go to practice martial arts, the cherries distributed in the palace arrived, Gan Tang washed two dishes, and put them together with Yushi's newly bought scriptures in the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

In the early summer, the lake pavilion is full of birds singing and flowers, the breeze is refreshing, the air is moist with water vapor and the fresh smell of grass leaves.

Wan Yanjing curled up on the deck chair in the pavilion, eating cherries, and reading a fresh book.

Gan Tang sat on the side and massaged her head. She had been with female doctors before, and she was very accurate in identifying acupoints and her techniques were professional.

Wan Yanjing put down the storybook, feeling drowsy comfortably, lamenting that this is really a fairy-like enjoyment, she closed her eyes and put a big cherry into her mouth, the first big fruit was incomparably sweet.

Suddenly, a woman's voice was heard.

"Xiangxiang, I still like to eat cherries so much at a young age. This is a fruit that just grew in the garden. How about it? Is it delicious bought outside or grown in your own orchard?"

Wanyan opened her eyes quietly, but in front of her was not the scenery of the Huxin Pavilion in her own mansion, but an interior with a peculiar style.

In front of her was a pure white wooden table with a plate of cherries on it.

The woman was about 40 years old, she was very attractive, she had short curly hair, she was wearing a white short-sleeved dress, and she wore a simple style that Wan Yanjing had never seen before.

This is where?

Wan Yanjing widened her eyes and looked around, and finally her eyes fell on the beautiful woman in front of her.

With that cherry still in her mouth, it was sour and sweet, she looked into the loving and smiling eyes of the beautiful woman, wanted to ask something, but couldn't say it.

"Princess, princess!" Gan Tang's voice came from far to near.

Wan Yanjing opened her eyes again, the white wooden table was gone, and the beautiful woman was gone, she was still reclining in the lake pavilion, with a worried looking Gan Tang in front of her.

"The princess fell asleep after eating, so don't swallow the core by mistake."

Wan Yanjing smacked her mouth, spit out the nucleus, sat up and looked left and right.

"What is the princess looking for?"

Wan Yanjing rubbed her temples and shook her head lightly: "I didn't find anything", but she was thinking about the scene in her dream just now.

Xiangxiang, which fragrance is it?Xiang, Xiang, Xiang... Or, Xiang?
But Huo Xiang hated eating cherries the most.

Huo Xiang doesn't have any special preference for food, except that he doesn't eat cherries.His distaste for cherries is known even to the street people in Shangjing.

Wan Yanjing even heard that Huo Xiang would experience nausea, vomiting and even coma after eating cherries, which was more severe than taking poison.

Ah!
Wan Yanjing threw another cherry into her mouth, the cherry was so delicious, Huo Xiang didn't eat it, it happened that all the cherries in the whole house belonged to her.

Perhaps it was caused by strange dreams and inexplicable hallucinations. No matter what she did this day, Wan Yanjing was a little restless. Although she refrained from inquiring, her intuition told her that something big was about to happen.

At night, Wan Yanjing changed into her pajamas and leaned against the bed, holding a book of The Art of War, absent-minded.It's past her usual sleeping time, and she hasn't fallen asleep for a long time. She is vaguely waiting for something, but she doesn't know what she is waiting for.

"Is the princess still not asleep?" Gan Tang asked warmly.

Wan Yanjing wasn't sleepy, but she didn't seem to have any reason not to want to sleep or stay up late, so she had no choice but to extinguish the candle and put down the book of war.

Gan Tang turned off the lights in the outer hall and closed the door for her.

The thin and soft brocade quilt was cool and silky, very comfortable but did not make her sleepy.Wanyanjing's heart was beating very fast, she opened her eyes and counted the little flowers on the bed curtain, turned over to the right, and reconfirmed that she didn't want to sleep.

She turned to the left, and after a while, she could vaguely hear a little commotion outside the house.

She turned back again, the noise was getting louder and louder, it wasn't her auditory hallucination.

Wan Yanjing sat up, listening to Gantang's hurried footsteps from far to near.

coming!

The usually steady Gantang was not so steady, she hurriedly pushed the door open and entered.

"Princess, there is news from outside that King Xuan's return team is about to enter Beijing."

The gates of Shangjing were closed at sunset, and they would not reopen unless there was a major event. Huo Xiang entered Beijing at this time, and the gates reopened, there must be a major incident.

as predicted!

"I heard that someone plotted against King Xuan, and King Xuan was seriously injured, so he came back with his life at risk, but he was unconscious all the time, only breathing heavily.

The accompanying military doctor was unable to treat him, so he rushed back to Beijing under the pressure of the news.

Just now the servants in the mansion came to convey that the palace chief Cui and the national teacher are almost here. "

"Huo Xiang was conspired to be seriously injured?" Although Wan Yanjing knew it earlier, she still found it absurd that it really happened. Huo Xiang didn't count on other people's underpants to be bare, and he could still let others conspire ?
Her first reaction was that this was probably Huo Xiang's bitter trick, after all, it wasn't the first time that scumbag used this trick.

But what is his purpose this time?
Even if the Tai Hospital can't see any clues, what about the National Teacher?

Is he sure to pretend to be sick in front of the national teacher?
"How is Shi Piansheng, and where is Wang Xiaolan?" Wan Yanjing thought a lot for a moment, and said in a deep voice while getting up and changing, "Forget it, let's go and see first!"

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This day, the moonlight was just right, shining on the bluestone road of Xuanwu Street.The midnight had passed, but the boulevard, which should have been quiet, was extraordinarily lively.

The street lights were on, and the candles were crackling.From time to time, fast horses gallop past.

Both sides of Xuanwu Street are rich and well-known families. The innermost mansion is the largest, including the Jingyue Lake in the city. The gate of the mansion is carved out of pear blossom wood. The four characters of Wuxuan Wangfu are swayed on the plaque hanging on the door, which is quite grand. .

As the steward of the palace, Zhang Zhidong ran back and forth, comforting the imperial physicians and doctors who were forcibly recruited in the middle of the night, and at the same time had to deal with the chief of the supervision department and the servants sent by the neighbors to inquire about the news. He was very busy.

Wan Yanjing was dressed in plain clothes, and waited at the intersection of Xuanwu Street with a few house guards looking sad, and was greeted by a black heavy armored vehicle pulled by eight horses.

The door of the mansion was wide open, and the carriage drove directly to Huo Xiang's bedroom in the main house.

Wan Yanjing also followed all the way to the master bedroom of the palace.

She raised her head inadvertently, and looked at the handwritten plaque with the words "Lin'an Hall" on the main palace gate. Her expression was complicated for a moment, and then she recovered, and she took the posture of a princess and ordered the arrangements.

"Okay, just stop here, Huo Shan, Huo Feng, why don't you two hurry up and carry the prince down. Butler Zhang, are the imperial physicians here?"

"Going back to the princess, I'm waiting in the side hall."

Huo Shan and Huo Feng are the guards in Wanyanjing's yard even though their surname is Huo. Butler Zhang looked at Wanyanjing's behavior of being the master of the house, neither opposed nor supported it.

The prince and the concubine have always been at odds, and the concubine will not want to take advantage of the serious injury of the prince to make trouble.

Fortunately, Huo Shan Huo Feng listened to the order and stepped forward, but was stopped by the driving guard.

Wan Yanjing looked at the two military guards who were guarding the carriage closely. They were dressed in black light armor and well-trained. Their stares at her were like a sense of taste. They were not Huo Xiang's personal soldiers, but the imperial guards' attire.

Who sent the imperial army?Guessing a few names in her mind, Wan Yanjing squinted her eyes, just about to yell loudly, but heard a strange man's voice from the carriage.

"You go back.

(End of this chapter)