Chapter 302

Pan Zhuqing raised her head and asked with some disapproval, "what makes you think? Are you a witness? Do you have physical evidence? "

"It's ridiculous that the imperial concubine falsely accused him in the blood book of colluding with foreign enemies to seek rivers and mountains. Who doesn't know that Liao people and Xixia people hate him most. If he is greedy for this country, how can he not even want his own life for a gong Yueyue? " At last, the evil young man was flushed with excitement“ Smart as a big brother, how can you not see through these? But you choose to fall into a well and hurt innocent Zhongliang without conscience! "

Under the bright moonlight, pan Zhuqing's face was as cold as a cold spring“ If you have evidence to prove that he is innocent, take your generals to Jinluan hall or Kaifeng mansion. No one is stopping you. Don't be wild with me. "

With that, pan Zhuqing gave way and signaled to see off the guests.

The evil young man also walked with a cold face. No matter how rebellious he is, he won't fight his own brother. After taking a few steps, he stopped at the moment, turned his back to pan Zhuqing and said softly, "in fact, elder brother has also determined that he is innocent. Detaining his children is just to let him voluntarily carry these unwarranted charges and cut off all his ways of life. Am I right? "

He didn't wait for the answer. Of course, he didn't expect an answer at all. Just shook his head at his empty shadow and walked into the long night step by step.

When the carriage stopped at the gate of Zhao's mansion in the eastern suburb of Luoyang, Gong Yueyue suddenly felt that her heart beat inexplicably faster and different Zhao was nervous.

The South Korean side took the lead in getting out of the car and propped the curtain for Gong Yueyue: "madam, please“ This situation and scene made the dream that haunted her many days and nights float to her mind again. In her dream, Feng guanxia, a bride, was first married. She was led by a warm hand and walked into the colorful door of the house. Now think about it, that's probably the real scene of her marrying into the government.

Thinking of this, her nose was slightly sour, she calmed down and said softly, "don't call me madam. Even if there is no human place, we should be careful in everything“ The South Korean side knew that he had made a mistake, nodded and said, "yes, young master“ When she stepped steadily on the road paved with blue stones, Gong Yueyue only felt as if she had come to a place she had been to countless times in her dream. Every trace of air and every inch of flowers and plants seem to have a warm sense of familiarity. But the extraordinary mansion in front of us, now it seems, is so desolate and lonely.

South Korea is a smart man. Know when to speak and when not to speak. Just at this moment, he knew that what Gong Yueyue needed was to taste the taste of revisiting the old place alone. He stayed by the carriage and watched her step by step enter the gate of Zhao's house.

Gong Yueyue remembers that when she watched a dream of Red Mansions, she always couldn't understand the loneliness of "flowers wither, flowers don't bloom all over the sky, and who has pity for the broken red fragrance", nor could she have any resonance with the sunset of the rich family. But when she opened the heavy door, with the broken sound of the dead leaves under her feet, there was an uncontrollable mist in front of her.

It seems that everything is no longer the original appearance, and the eyes are full of traces that have been checked wantonly. Flowers and trees, pavilions and pavilions all show the decadent dead spirit.

Gong Yueyue walked slowly and looked, hoping to find the clues lost in her memory from this remnant scene. After all, in other people's mouth, she had a husband and a son, and had been so happy. After all, she already knows that there is a person in this world who loves her so sincerely and warmly

Walking through the garden, corridor, hall, study, and a bedroom once full of laughter, she walked and stopped, quietly appreciating the aftertaste left by those who had been related to her. In my ears, I seem to hear the serious discipline of a middle-aged man and the gentle advice of my mother; It seems to hear young men and women laughing and playing; It was as if I heard a low voice calling - "Lady".

Her father-in-law, her noble mother-in-law who dotes on her children, her noisy servants, and her husband who holds her in the palm of her hand as life... Now she can understand everything others have told her.

Finally, she stopped at the door of a hidden room. Somehow, an inexplicable shivering sensation spread from the toes to the whole body. The sixth sense tells her what all this means to her“ I'm back. " She whispered to the carved wooden door in her heart, and then gently pushed the door open.

Different from the mess outside the house, what came into view was the clean and warm smell of a room. The wedding glow has not faded yet. On the table are all kinds of fruits and flickering candles. The window is bright and clean, with fruit fragrance and incense.

Before Gong Yueyue could see the details of the whole room, a familiar voice suddenly sounded: "how did you come back? I'm hungry. " She looked down at the voice and was surprised to find that there was a man sitting obliquely at the head of the bed, dressed in black brocade, with his hair neatly tied behind his head. While talking, he had put down his book and got up and came to her.

From his height, she could confirm that he was the man who was wandering in her dream. Then he looked up and moved his eyes to his face. His skin was as white as jade, his soft eyes as bright as stars, the elegant radian of his nose, and the gentle smile between red lips and white teeth

Time and space, at this moment, stood still before her eyes.

As a result, he had the advantage of compromise“ Lady... I'm wrong. Don't look at me like this. I didn't mean to force you. I like you, Gangba Dad! "

She remembered a more heated quarrel between the two of him in the room. He was full of wine and sweat, stared and said arrogantly, "I don't allow you to see him again!"

"Who? Who are you not allowed to see? "

"Pan Zhuqing, and the damn Jiang Haoran!"

"Aren't you kidding? You can't, why can't you? "

"Just because I'm your man!"

She remembered that one night, he lay on her side and complained bitterly: "we haven't... That in nearly a month. Think for yourself how long you haven't let me touch you! Why? "

She thought of Luo's rebellion. When they got together warmly, she curled up in his arms and counted his wounds painfully: "you have seven more wounds, and I don't know if you will leave scars. My husband is really poor."

"No, poor. Although I have skin and flesh injuries, there may be more and more in the future, but here... The whole thing here is yours. Only you can get it. Promise me not to leave again. I'll be very sad. "

"Never go again, I promise."

She remembered his last night in this room before sending troops to Youzhou. He curled up in the bath bucket and hung a body of water beads to sell cute to her: "I didn't look good before, did I? Fortunately, there is no scar on her face. Otherwise, I'm afraid the colored lady wouldn't want me. "

She remembered her tone and mood at that time: "I want what you become." As firm as what she said.

"Really?"

"Really."

She still remembered his satisfied smile, which seemed to warm the coldest ice in the world.

She also remembered that night, she had made a promise to him: "I've always been afraid of you going to war, but this day came, but I was calm. I'm lucky to marry a man like you and have your love. I am willing to wait for you and keep you. These are the price I should pay. I'm willing to bear it. No matter how hard it is, I can get through it until the kind God sends you back to me. "

She remembered everything she had forgotten. Those scenes or sweet, or heartbroken past

Finally, her memory stopped in the ice and snow more than a year ago. He was shabby and beyond recognition, holding her and crying: "Madam... Can you... Come back and see me..."

Yes, she was fully aware of what she had missed a year ago“ Xianggong... Xianggong... Sorry... I came back too late... Sorry... "

My thoughts have dispersed, and the scene in front of me is still chilling. The room was full of debris that had been copied. The table was full of torn manuscripts and books. She was like a child who had lost her home, kneeling in front of the bed, holding an embroidered soft pillow and crying until she screamed.

Pan Zhuqing smiled and asked him, "can he be so persistent that he didn't kill ang Yue himself? How can he give up easily?"

"How do we know whether he killed or not?" Xue Jiu still couldn't figure out why pan Zhuqing was so sure that Zhao Changyuan was still alive.

"How can my brother know whether angyue is alive or dead? If you think about it, he is not in a hurry to find Zhao Changyuan, it means that he must be fine. "

"You have a point." Xue Jiu suddenly realized it again. He felt that his head was put on his neck just to make himself look taller. Over the years, when he stayed with pan Zhuqing, what he felt most was the word "suddenly realized".

While talking, someone came to the door of the study“ My Lord! "

Pan Zhuqing doesn't have to look up to know that the visitor is his confidant, Wu binyi“ Come in. "

The man walked into the study and went straight to pan Zhuqing. He whispered in his ear with a very low voice. Even Xue Jiu couldn't hear what the man was saying.

It's not that Wu binyi despises Xue Jiu. How can I say that Jiu Ye is the closest person around pan Zhuqing. It's just that pan Zhuqing is always very cautious and strict in doing things. His rule is that anyone who gets any important news must be the first to know. It's up to him to decide whether he can convey it.

After hearing Wu binyi's whisper, pan Zhuqing's face suddenly changed, and her eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised, which made it difficult to distinguish happiness and anger: "can you see it really? Are you sure it's him? "

Wu binyi replied positively, "my subordinates saw it with their own eyes. It's really him. You can't be wrong. "

Hear the answer. Pan Zhuqing was silent for nearly ten seconds. Suddenly, he sighed without trace: "I see. No wonder he doesn't know anything."