Rebirth is back for you

Jingran floated straight into the Zhilan Garden of Old Prince Deqin under the moonlight.

As soon as they landed, several hermit guards appeared from the shadows without a sound, recognized Jing Ran and then disappeared together. At the same time, the voice of the old prince Deqin came out from the room: "Stinky boy, Come in!"

Jing Ran looked at the layout of the hidden guards in the courtyard, and chuckled, thinking that the old man himself was not weak in martial arts.

Old Prince Deqin was leaning against the table, his old eyes were shining brightly, watching Jing Ran's slightly floating footsteps, he knocked the teacup on the table casually, and asked, "Stinky girl, have you been tricked?"

Jing Ran sat down on the chair, leaned back, closed her eyes and let out a lazy "hmm".

Wasn't she being tricked by Jin Yang? Even though the previous things had nothing to do with her, it was thanks to Jin Yang that she was forced to bleed to save people.

"Nothing!" Old Prince Deqin snorted heavily: "If you disagree, see what the Emperor really dares to do to you?"

"Eh?" Jing Ran sat up straight suddenly, looking at the old prince Deqin: "I don't understand, what kind of thoughts are Wu Li hiding? Can't you see it? Or if there is a real war, can you just watch Qing Going to die?"

The old prince also turned his head to look at her, squinted his eyes for a while and said: "Why do you feel that Qingyue has no power to fight back?"

Jing Ran paused for a moment, then asked back: "Isn't it? Qingyue is better than Wuli in terms of soldiers, horses, money, food, or people's hearts?"

"That's not true." The old prince took a sip of strong tea lazily.

Jing Ran: "..."

This stinky old man seems to want to get his beard pulled again.

"But..." Old Prince Deqin took a sip of tea and said suddenly: "Could it be that these weaknesses of Qingyue are only now?"

Seeing Jingran was stunned for a moment, the old prince Deqin said angrily again: "I think you are an idiot on the mountain!"

Jing Ran blinked, and after thinking for a long time, she suddenly came to an epiphany, raised her eyebrows, and asked with interest: "Then who do you think the old emperor really cares about?"

Seeing that the old prince Deqin closed his eyes and was about to laugh again, Jing Ran raised his pretty brows: "Don't tell me that you are the grandson, the eldest grandson Qihao, that pedal prince, even Uncle Huai can't be fooled!"

Old Prince Deqin's beard twitched, his eyes widened, he coughed while holding the teacup, and asked an unexpected question: "I think you've been getting quite close to Miss Mu recently?"

"Huh?" Jing Ran rubbed his ears, unbelievable how quickly the stinky old man forcibly changed the subject, and walked away at the neatly trimmed beard.

Old Prince Deqin shook his hands, quickly put down the teacup to protect his chin, tilted his head back and widened his eyes: "Stinky girl!"

Jing Ran squinted her eyes, and snorted softly, "How many things have you kept from me, you stinky old man, and you still have the nerve to inquire about my affairs all day long? If you do something wrong again, after a hundred years, you won't even let me hold the incense." Here you go."

"..." Old Prince Deqin choked his throat, and he sighed after a while: "Girl, my old man didn't tell you a lot of things because he didn't want to hide it from you, but if you know those things, it will disturb your heart and mind." Judgment. When a person dies like a lamp goes out, what do I still care about those things behind me? You are the same, the important thing is to follow your own heart when you are alive, so that you will not be in vain in this world.”

Jing Ran stared at him for a while without saying a word, the old prince Deqin didn't know what she was thinking, frowned and was about to say something, Jing Ran stood up suddenly.

After walking two steps outside the door without saying a word, Jing Ran suddenly turned his head to meet the old prince's hesitant gaze, and asked, "Do you think Mrs. Changsun is worthy of this position?"

The old prince of Deqin paused, and just said: "The old emperor gave birth to a good daughter."

Jing Ran nodded thoughtfully, and walked back to Qingye Pavilion.

Fengqi Palace

The queen sat quietly at the table and looked at the back of the eldest grandson Qimu leaving, then thought about it for a while, got up and called out: "Nurse Du!"

"Your Majesty." Madam Du approached and lowered her head to ask.

"Go to the ancestral temple!" The queen narrowed her eyes and slowly spit out three words. She stepped up first, and Madam Du hurriedly followed behind.

Wuli Post House

Jin Yang's long hair was loose and he couldn't see the expression on his face. He hesitated for a long time and finally called out the window: "Ling Jue."

"Your Highness!"

"Pass it back." Jin Yang flew out of the window the secret book he was holding under his hand, and then his face sank into deeper darkness.

Jing Ran returned to Qingye Pavilion, and as expected, saw Jiang Boxi leaning lazily on the door frame, watching her approaching with a blank expression.

Except for her, Qing Chi, Ye Chi, Jing Ke and others were all gone.

Jing Ran raised her eyebrows. When did her Qingye Pavilion become the master of the show?

Before Jing Ran approached, Jiang Boxi frowned, and took a step back in disgust: "Have you been visiting a brothel?"

Jing Ran: "..."

Jiang Boxi curled his lips again: "Now I'm putting myself in the palace, don't even think about going for a walk tomorrow."

Jing Ran: "..."

"You are so well-informed that you stretched your hand out of the old emperor's eyelids?" Jing Ran glared at her angrily.

Jiang Baixi didn't reply, but pointed his toes, and shot at Jing Ran suddenly.

Before Jing Ran could react, she subconsciously floated back three feet, but she was still a step too slow, and Jiang Baixi cut off a section of her hair with her air line.

Seeing the strand of hair falling down, Jing Ran hadn't spoken yet and Jiang Boxi said angrily, "You're so capable? You need to hurry up and live in the palace to save irrelevant women with blood! Do you think Without your blood, would the golden seedling be helpless, but she still holds a thousand-year-old snow lotus in her hand!"

Jing Ran was slightly surprised but also felt strange. The thousand-year-old fire lotus and the thousand-year snow lotus were called the two treasures in the world. Unexpectedly, one plant was obtained by the eldest grandson Qimu, and the other plant was in Jin Yang's place.

"Out of the three sisters in the world, you are the only one who doesn't have anything. Isn't it a hindrance?" Seeing Jiang Baixi's ugly face, Jing Ran said quietly, wondering what he was thinking.

Seeing that Jiang Baixi's face turned darker, Jing Ran quickly added: "No, she plotted against me, so naturally I can't let her live in Qingyue Palace as she wished."

Jiang Baixi looked at her coolly, and rarely said coldly: "I don't think you are doing it for that wooden man."

Jing Ran glanced at her inexplicably, and twitched the corner of her mouth: "Because everything is fine, anyway, I must do this."

As he spoke, he walked past her and entered the room. Jiang Boxi gave her an annoyed look, and walked away straight away, with a gust of wind blowing up his clothes.

Jing Ran packed up her things very quickly, cast an inexplicable glance at the direction Jiang Boxi was leaving, and floated back to Baoxiang Palace.

Concubine Li Gui still lay without a trace of anger. Jing Ran stood by the bed and looked down for a moment. Pulled out a brain.

……

For three days in a row, except for the old emperor who would come to Baoxiang Palace every evening to take a look, no one else had stepped into this palace. It was really obvious how Concubine Li's daily communication was.

Anyway, Jing Ran was very happy. After getting a good night's sleep the first night, she searched the palace for two consecutive nights. Although she didn't find what she was looking for, but——

...She was unable to touch Changsun Qimu's Liuyun Palace.

Thanks to the old emperor's love for Li Guifei, this Baoxiang Palace was built in a Wuli style. The main hall is an eight-story pagoda. As long as you stand on the top of the tower, every inch of the Qingyue Palace is convenient. Can see everything at a glance.

Jing Ran was lying on her back on the roof of Baoxiang Palace at the moment, holding the notebook in her hand, squinting her eyes, thinking that if it was Jin Yang who lived in Qingyue Palace as she wished, what would she do here?What are you looking for?Or check something?

When a glare of light moved across the corner of the eaves, Jing Ran subconsciously tilted his head, narrowed his eyes and sat up straight.

Looking at the past, isn't that figure walking briskly along the path in the imperial garden far away, the eldest son of the crown prince, Sun Qihao, who is still grounded?Look at the direction he is traveling - the imperial study of the old emperor.

Jing Ran stared at him right and wrong, but Zhang Sun Qihao suddenly stopped and raised his head vigilantly.Jing Ran immediately retracted his gaze, thinking that the elder Sun Qihao deserved to be a prince for so many years, and he should be as sharp as he should be.

Changsun Qihao looked around, and felt that the staring gaze just now seemed to be his illusion, so he raised his steps again and went straight into the imperial study.

With a flicker of eyes, Jing Ran put the book into his bosom, let out his inner breath to explore the layout of the hidden guards around the study room, and then followed in silently with a flicker of his figure.

Just after hiding behind the screen on the side of the old emperor's dragon case, Jing Ran's nerves tensed suddenly.

At the same time, a soft body came up from behind, and the scent of snow lotus fragrance whispered behind his ears: "Don't be afraid, it's me."

Jing Ran felt relieved, and nodded to indicate that she understood.

The eldest grandson Qimu let go of his hand, and when he was staring at Jing Ran who was turning his head, there was a voice echoing from a distance in the room. Judging from the tone, it should be the sixth prince's eldest grandson Qihong.

"Going back to Emperor Father, Concubine Li Gui has not yet woken up, so she is not sure about the specific situation that day, so she can't proceed to investigate."

Jing Ran turned back and looked out through the gap in the screen with the eldest grandson Qimu, and sure enough, he saw the eldest grandson Qihao in bright yellow clothes and the eldest grandson Qihong in lake blue clothes standing side by side at the bottom of the jade steps, facing up is sitting upright The old emperor on the imperial case couldn't see the expression on his face clearly due to the limited angle.

It seems that the old emperor handed over the matter of Concubine Li to his grandson Qihong to investigate. Sure enough, the only qualified sixth prince of the royal family is also worthy of reuse.

After Changsun Qihong finished his reply, he was silent for a second or two before the old emperor's heavy and majestic voice sounded: "After this matter is over, I asked you to find out where the Southern Border Emperor's teacher is now hiding. ?”

Changsun Qihong shook his head: "My minister is incompetent. The emperor's master in Southern Xinjiang has profound internal skills and is very good at concealing. If he hadn't taken the initiative to expose him, almost no one in Qingyue would be able to find him out." Said: "But if Jiu Huangmei comes to check, maybe you can find it."

Changsun Qihao, who had been standing silently by the side, clenched his fist very quickly when he heard Changsun Qimu's name, and then let it go quietly.

It turns out that the old emperor also knew about the existence of the Nanjiang Emperor Teacher, and specially handed it over to Zhang Sun Qihong to investigate secretly, but——

Jing Ran turned her head to look at the person leaning to her side, but her thin lips suddenly brushed the corner of Changsun Qimu's eyebrows.

"...!" Seeing that Jing Ran's white Ruxue face was suddenly stained with blush, Changsun Qimu hurriedly took her half into his arms again, and at the same time covered her mouth with one hand, and said silently: " Keep quiet."

"Well——" Jing Ran lowered his eyes and looked into the pair of phoenix eyes with curved eyebrows. He felt that the smile in her eyes was about to melt away, and he quickly sent a voice transmission: "...cough, do it. What's so tight?"

Changsun Qimu let go of the hand covering her mouth, but the other arm was still loosely around her waist, and slightly turned away to let her look at the narrow space behind her, with a face that was clearly suppressing a smile. The face is innocent.

Jing Ran: "..."

All right.

Just at this moment, the old emperor had already changed the subject and started asking about other things.

"So you only found out Ye Gui and Yan Huai about the few things I entrusted to you?" Faced with the old emperor's question, Chang Sun Qihong just replied in a low voice: "My son is incompetent."

This sentence mentioned Ye Gui, and it was about her and the third prince Wuli, and Yan Huai, the prince of Shuobei who was always very well-behaved, what did the old emperor find out?

After waiting for a while, the old emperor said, "Go down and keep staring at Jin Yang and Jiang Boxi."

"Yes!" Chang Sun Qihong saluted, stepped back a few steps, turned around and walked out of the hall, Jun Yi's back was as straight as a pine.

But Jing Ran always felt that he seemed to have noticed something, and when he turned around, he glanced at this side secretly.

It seems that the old emperor is not as weak as he appears on the surface, but has a deep mind and a vicious vision, Jing Ran thought.

She was fully prepared this time and turned her head to look at the person who was hugging her behind her, only to see the eldest grandson Qimu with long eyelashes hanging down, and there was no extra expression on his haughty and compelling face.

Changsun Qihao stared at the figure of Changsun Qihong going out, and squinted his eyes as if he was elated.

The old emperor's voice sounded immediately: "How strong can you be, why don't you restrain me a little!"

Changsun Qihao immediately stood upright and lowered his head.

The old emperor's voice slowed down a little, and he cut straight to the point and said, "How is the matter I asked you to prepare?"

"Going back to Emperor Father, I'm ready, I guarantee nothing will go wrong!" Changsun Qihao seemed to be more afraid of the old emperor than Changsun Qihong.

"Has the Deqin Prince's Mansion been properly arranged?" the old emperor confirmed.

Jing Ran's breath stopped suddenly, what did the old emperor arrange for the Deqin Palace?

It was just this small change of breath that the old emperor shot over with his falcon-like pupils, and shouted sharply, "Who is it!"

Jing Ran's heart sank, strength was already coming from her wrists, Changsun Qimu led her up to the hanging beam at the top of the hall without a sound in an instant, the toes of the two were hooked on the wooden pillar, and their bodies were softly attached to the pillar surface.

The footsteps of the old emperor had already walked over in a hurry, but the book that Jing Ran had just casually carried in his arms fell straight down from the front.

……

Changsun Qimu pursed his thin lips, let go of his toes almost at the same time and flew down to pick up the thing, then turned his whole body in the air and flew straight up, lying on his back on the surface of the wide and thick column, with the other hand at the same time Stretch out and pull Jingran up.

The moment Jing Ran had just covered the eldest grandson Qimu's body, the old emperor had already walked up to him, stretching out his hand suddenly to lift the screen, his sharp eyes scanning every inch of it.

The eldest grandson Qimu remained motionless, his slender arms wrapped around the slender waist of the person on his body, and netted her properly and meticulously. His jet-black jade-like phoenix eyes looked straight into Jing Ran's, beckoning her not to move.

Jing Ran's body was slightly stiff and motionless, with a soft and fragrant body underneath, the two of them almost heard each other's breath, the arms around the waist were not tight but soft and firm.

In the dim light and the silence, there is only a faint beating from the place where the heart meets the heart.

After the old emperor inspected the area carefully and found nothing abnormal, he raised his head and squinted his eyes to scan the beams for a long while, finally exhaled heavily and returned to the back of the imperial case.

The two waited quietly for a while, until the voice sounded again, Jing Ran got up from the eldest grandson Qimu, and raised her hand to lift her up.

Seeing Jingran's eyes fluttering and not speaking, Changsun Qimu raised his hand amusedly and handed her the book that he picked up just now. When his eyes inadvertently glanced at the four words "Amorous Affairs in Muye" on the cover page, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment. .

Jing Ran: "..."

What should I do if I really don’t want it anymore, is it still useful to say it’s not my own?

Seeing Jing Ran's jade face slightly tainted with a trace of powder, the already soft smile on Changsun Qimu's brows almost overflowed.

Kicking the thing back into his arms, Jing Ran looked down, probably unable to listen anymore, turned to the people around him, and asked silently: "Go out?"

The eldest grandson Qimu nodded, and the two figures floated out of the imperial study room at the same time, as silently as a breeze.

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