Chapter 55

Seeing her staring at the dress in a daze, the maid explained with a smile: "My concubine cherishes the little prince's dress very much. No matter whether we are sleeping at night or going out during the day, we are not allowed to touch anyone. On the bed, you can see it as soon as you open your eyes, as if seeing the little prince, the whole person is extremely gentle... But it's also strange, this purple robe has never been worn by the little prince..."

Bu Fang's heart suddenly seemed to be hit hard by something, which made her almost breathless - the younger sister borrowed Feng Yuanxi's clothes from her not because King Qin wanted to wear them, but because she wanted to see things and think about others... The scene when Feng Yuanxi came back from outside with her that night, thinking of Feng Yuanxi quietly framed the words written by Bu Jingyan and rolled them into the bookcase... Added up with the things at this time, she felt that her heart seemed to be It hurt like being gouged out by a knife, and all the strength was suddenly taken away by the thoughts stored for many days.

Xiao Zhu noticed that her expression was not right, and hurriedly asked: "Princess, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm so dizzy, help me go back first..." Bu Fang, who was all limp, was supported by Xiao Zhu, before she even had time to say polite words, she left Liuyunju with difficulty.Halfway there, she asked Xiaozhu to feed the candied chestnuts to the flowers. After a moment of silence, she finally turned into Mrs. Yu's Orchid Garden...

Right after she left, the maid picked up Zipao, went straight to the kitchen and threw it into the stove, and burned it up...

Bu Jingyan didn't know how to describe her complicated mood at this time.

She chased the poisoned Chu Yun all the way until she entered the general's mansion, but only saw his back closing the wooden door staggeringly.She knew that since he said that he had inner body protection, she could only stand outside the door and wait, and she could only stand there stiffly and wait until he came out safely.

What she is most afraid of is that others will give her favors. When the master gave her favors when she was young, she thought that her life belonged to him. When she was a little older, she realized that the master is a person who has no desires and desires. Later, she was rescued by a Tibetan lama during an expedition, but in order to repay her kindness, she ended up burying the life that belonged to her master in the Lumia Pyramid; and this time, Chu Yunben and her It's not a relative, but he put himself in the pain of poisoning in order to save her. This kind of kindness that cannot be expressed in words can make her heartbroken right now.

A few yellow leaves hang desolately on the withered peach branches in the corner, and when the cold wind blows, they have already fallen down and returned to the dust.

The old housekeeper of the general's mansion and a few stout domestic servants stared vigilantly at this frail young man who came in with the general but was locked out. They didn't understand why the general let him in, and why he locked him out again, my friend Unlike friends, enemies are not like enemies, what is the relationship between the two?None of them came forward to inquire, because although Mr. Weak was weak, the condensed and lonely aura on his body made them dare not disturb him.

The sun has set...

The new moon has risen...

But the people in the house remained silent.Zishi does not pass noon, noon does not pass Zishi, and now there are only three hours before Zishi, can Chu Yun detoxify on his own?
She couldn't just wait aimlessly like this. If anything happened to Chu Yun, she would never feel at ease in this life.

Pushing the door, the door was bolted tightly from the inside. She took out a gleaming dagger from her boot and inserted it into the crack of the door. With a skillful pick, the wooden bolt broke and the door opened.

"My lord, please stop. If you go in like this, the general will definitely blame you." The old housekeeper no matter who this frail young man is at this time, as long as it goes against the general's wishes, he will speak out to stop it.

Bu Jingyan didn't look back, and said coldly: "If you want something to happen to the general, stop me as much as possible!"

"Son..."

"Your general has been poisoned. If you don't want him to have an accident, you'd better not try to stop me."

Bu Jingyan's tone was cold and firm, with a night-like coolness, leaving the person behind who hadn't reacted to her words, pushing the door and entering.

The room was pitch black, and with the influx of stars and moons, a strong smell of blood rushed over.

"No, something happened to the general, come and light the lamps!" Bu Jingyan, who smelled the blood, ran directly to the source of the blood, and vaguely recognized the slumped figure in front of the bed as Chu Yun. Picking him up, she touched her chest, where her heartbeat was chaotic and scorching hot, and the wet, hot and sticky liquid on the skirt covered her hands.

As the old housekeeper frantically brought the lampstand to have a look, Chu Yun's yellow face with black air came into everyone's eyes.

"General, general..." The old housekeeper touched Chu Yun's face with trembling hands, but he didn't see any reaction.

If she had known this would happen, she shouldn't have let him hide in the house by himself to detoxify with bullshit internal skills.Bu Jingyan didn't care about the shocking dark bloodstains on the two of them, and made a decisive decision, pointing to a group of house slaves who had no idea, and said: "You go and prepare a carriage, you two carry the general into the carriage, and find someone who can drive smoothly." People, send him to Xiangfu for treatment now."

After all, the old butler was in charge of the general's mansion, so he was more able to judge the seriousness of the matter. He immediately had a heavy face, and asked people to prepare the carriage quickly, spread a soft quilt, and carry the unconscious Chu Yun up.

The sky was pitch black, and the night owl's shrill cry could be heard from a distance from time to time, piercing the sky and screaming the pale crescent moon even more eeriely.

On the long street, the carriage galloped, and stopped abruptly when it reached a mansion with tall red walls and rows of roofs.

In front of the black painted door, there was no one there.

Bu Jingyan jumped out of the carriage and slammed the door knocker. In the cold night, the servant on the night shift came to open the door impatiently cursing. Before he finished cursing, she kicked him onto the thick doorpost. , and then waved to signal the carriage behind to drive directly into the compound.The gatekeeper hadn't seen clearly who dared to force his way into the prime minister's mansion, the chariots and horses had swaggered into the inner courtyard, he immediately jumped up and shouted that there was an assassin, his hasty cry immediately alarmed the entire courtyard.

Bu Shoucheng, who was about to go to bed, heard the sound and came out in draped clothes, and Bu's amazing carriage had already passed in front of him.

"Father, my daughter is back." Bu Jingyan got down from the shaft of the car, and respectfully stepped forward to salute.

Bu Shoucheng looked at her with a gloomy expression, until he confirmed that she was indeed the unworthy daughter, then raised his eyebrows and scolded: "How decent is it to come back in such a ghostly state in the middle of the night?"

Bu Jingyan hurriedly said: "Father, can you just ignore this, my daughter is in a hurry and asks for your help."

Bu Shoucheng glanced at the servants who were chasing after him, and said coldly: "You can't rush in like this, is there any rules?"

Bu Jingyan remained silent.

(End of this chapter)

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