Chapter 43 Chapter Forty-Three

Turning around the wall and returning to the Forbidden Garden, I saw a group of servants swaying in the distance.Different from the green clothes of ordinary servants in the palace, these people were dressed in crimson clothes. They seemed to be the servants who guarded Genwei Prison before, and they might be changing defenses. The group of servants stopped when they saw Yan Wei and the other three, but they didn't salute, their eyes were clearly hostile, making them uncomfortable.The three of them also slowed down, and Wu Jie's hand holding the saber tightened immediately.Confronting each other like this, it seems that they stopped each other because of fighting for the way, but the atmosphere is not peaceful.

Finally, one of the servants let out a chuckle, which broke the calm, and there was a lot of chatter and chatter. "Hey! Isn't this a hostage of Yang Guo? Since the two countries are already at war, why hasn't she been executed?" A voice said in a strange voice. "Isn't this climbing a high branch? Look, my stomach is getting bigger..." Before the words fell, there was a burst of wanton laughter. "She herself was restless as a hostage, and she secretly communicated with Yang Guoxi, and instead accused us of abusing lynching. She really turned black and white!" The voice was so loud that it made people's ears buzz.

"Brothers, be careful what you say, and be careful not to hear it in the ears of His Royal Highness." There was another cold ridicule. "So what about His Royal Highness? We are not His Royal Highness's servants, we are directly controlled by the king." The sky was dark and blocked by the rain curtain. Yan Wei couldn't tell whose mouths these voices came from. She could only see shadows around her, white teeth appearing and disappearing in the opening and closing mouths, like ghosts trying to devour people. "Shut up!" Wu Jie shouted suddenly, "What's the point of yelling in front of His Highness the Princess?"

Immediately, someone in the crowd answered, "What kind of princess is she..." The voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it clearly. "Princess...the child in her belly is the son of His Royal Highness, the grandson of the king, and is of the blood of the Long family! Even if she is from Yang Guo, you have no right to be rude to her! You are rude to her, and you are rude to the king." , Disrespectful to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! It’s time to leave soon!” Zhu Meng’s soft and charming voice uttered loudly, not to mention the clarity of piercing the clouds, like a bolt of lightning illuminating the forbidden garden at dusk.After hearing this, the servants were a little dumb, and no one spoke again.

Yan Wei glanced at them, these people must be the ones who tortured Zhao Lei... It is really a waste of a man to vent his hatred on prisoners and pregnant women who cannot fight back! "If you really have national hatred and family hatred, you should swing your swords and join the army on the battlefield! If you can't, just protect this forbidden palace and forbidden garden, and protect these weak women. If you have time to use your words here, why not practice hard?" Swordsmanship." After Yan Wei finished speaking, she strode forward, Zhu Meng hurriedly held up her umbrella and ran two steps to cover Yan Wei from the rain, Wu Jie put her hand on the hilt of her sword, and then followed.

Those servants also moved slowly, two groups of people, one vertical and one horizontal, passed by like this, one ran to the southeast and the other to the northeast. When the group of servants walked away, Wu Jie whispered to Yan Wei: "At present, the crown prince is fighting, the king is surrendering, and all the ministers have their own plans. The group of people who refused to accept the Long family's succession to the throne are also moving around. Princess... you have to be more careful, someone might make a fuss about you..." Before Yan Wei could answer, Zhu Meng smiled and said, "Don't worry about this, His Royal Highness has already made arrangements, and the princess will be fine."

Early the next morning, Yan Wei began to prepare the poison prescription that Long Yang wanted. Ever since he was a child, Yan Changchu had never taught Yan Wei the medical principles of poison and detoxification.But since Li Qichen was admitted and he told about the poisoning of Young Master Yan, Yan Wei began to pay attention to the poison.Back then in Qigu, because Gongzi Cong's illness was also related to poison, he read a lot of medical books related to poison, so he didn't find it difficult to prescribe poison at this time. Yan Wei carefully folded the silk with the prescription written on it into thin strips, and then folded it into a concentric Fang Sheng, handed it to Zhumeng, and said: "You don't care which servant below you, just let him hand it over to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." .” Then he added, “The matter is of great importance, it must not be lost, and it must not be known to others.”

Zhumeng's eyes lit up, she glanced at Yan Wei in surprise, then lowered her head again, and happily replied: "Yes!" Seeing her expression, Yan Wei seemed to have mistakenly thought it was a letter to Long Yang, she couldn't help being embarrassed, her ears turned red with embarrassment, and she quickly explained: "This is a prescription, what His Royal Highness is eager to ask for, it's not what you think ..." Zhu Meng still lowered her head: "I don't think about anything, no matter the prescription or anything else, His Royal Highness will be very happy to see it." There was a strong smile in his tone.

Long Yang came, with a joyful smile on his face. "The wounds on your body are all healed?" Yan Wei asked. "It's all good." Long Yang replied. I saw that Long Yang was wearing an ultramarine blue skirt with a deep skirt, and a smoke-colored cup-patterned single-shirt outside. It was exactly what Yihu first saw back then.Only then did Yan Wei remember that today is another autumn festival.The people are there, and the clothes are there, but the crowds and laughter that filled the city and the lake last year are gone.The people of Zeyi were disturbed by the danger of their family and country, and no one had the heart to celebrate any social day.

"Today is the society day, you should give me a sachet." Long Yang stretched out his hand and joked to Yan Wei.After this period of healing and recuperation, Long Yang's skin became a little fairer, and he regained some of his original chic and elegant demeanor. Yan Wei's mood suddenly became more relaxed, she lowered her head and smiled and said, "I'm very clumsy and can't do anything. I only learned the skill of weaving ice wan from Xiaokui." Long Yang said with a smile: "That time when you were sick, I saw you had a sachet on your body." Yan Wei blushed: "That was made casually for the medicine, it's ugly..."

Long Yang stretched his hand forward: "Give it to me, I don't dislike it." Yan Wei had no choice but to take out the sachet, which was sewn in Qigu before, and later filled with the heart-strengthening medicine prepared by "father", and kept it on her body all the time.Yan Wei held the sachet, still hesitating, and handed it over embarrassedly: "It's ugly, you must not like it..." "I like it." As Long Yang said, he snatched the sachet and carefully put it into his bosom. "It would be even better if we could embroider some flowers." Long Yang said with a smile. "I knew you would dislike it." Yan Wei also smiled. This day is a sunny and crisp autumn day, with a little wind, just like last year's Sheri. The two of them are very relaxed, feeling that time has turned back in a trance, all this year is full of dreams, they are just acquainted for the first time, he has no injuries on his body, and she is not pregnant.The sky is high and the clouds are calm, there is no war, a clean fate, like freshly boiled silk, pure white and flawless, waiting to be woven. It was less than a month since Long Yang recovered from injury, but Yan Wei felt like a year had passed. For some reason, Yan Wei often feels palpitations and dizziness recently.I couldn't sleep well at night, and I often felt the ground shaking, or I was awakened by inexplicable sounds, but I didn't find any abnormalities when I woke up.Is this a symptom of pregnancy, or... is something bad going to happen? That night, Zhumeng brought dinner, but there was only a bowl of thin porridge, a plate of soy sauce and a small piece of broiled fish, which was much simpler than the previous meal, and Yan Wei couldn't help being a little surprised. After eating halfway, Yan Wei finally couldn't help asking: "Is this all for dinner today? But what happened?" Zhumeng lowered her head, and scratched lightly on the red lacquer tray with a nail stained with the juice of impatiens, she hesitated to speak, and after a while, she finally said: "From now on... I'm afraid it will all be like this... ...Princess, be patient..." "Why? The king ordered it? But what did I do wrong?" Yan Wei couldn't help being surprised. Zhumeng was still scratching the tray with her nails, and the slight hissing sound made people feel irritated. Yan Wei was a little impatient: "What's going on? You tell me, so that I can understand." "Don't!" Zhumeng raised her head, with tears in her eyes, "Don't say such unlucky words, His Royal Highness told me to hide it from you, but I can't hide it now..." Yan Wei was anxious: "What's the matter?! Now that you know you can't hide it, why don't you tell me!" Zhumeng tearfully said: "Zeyi...has been besieged by Yang Jun for a month!" "What?!" Yan Wei's eyes widened in surprise. Could it be... Long Yang came to bid farewell a month ago, not to set off, but to defend the city?Has the war situation reached such a point?Zeyi, has become an isolated city?Jiang Guo is about to perish? ! "I heard that for the past month, His Royal Highness has been guarding the Tianwei Gate, and has never even entered the city..." Zhumeng murmured. Tianwei Gate... Yan Wei will never forget that her own Che Yu entered Zeyi through this gate.The power of the sky is unpredictable, but it faintly hints at the unpredictable fate. At that time, when I raised my head and raised my eyes, I remembered these two words... I even secretly thought that one day, Young Master Yu will lead the army to conquer this land. door, to take myself back, but now this day is coming soon, why, I don't have the slightest joy in my heart? "Since he is in the city...why did he bid farewell to me so solemnly?" Yan Wei murmured, as if asking a question, but also as if talking to herself. In Yan Wei's mind, she recalled the scene of the day when Long Yang came to bid farewell, every word, every expression, every movement was extremely clear.At that time, I thought it was a bit weird. The mist and reluctance in Long Yang's eyes, and the hand that was greedy for his protruding abdomen, no matter how you looked at it, it seemed like a farewell. It's not that I didn't notice the bitterness, but I just didn't want to believe it. These days, the faint vibrations may be the rush of chariots and the falling of rolling stones; the noisy sounds may be the shouts of charge and the wailing of dying.It's a pity that I have been kept in the dark, and I didn't realize that the flames of war are imminent.