lcionline Chapter 258 The Assassin is Related to Kyoto
Chapter 258 The Assassin is Related to Kyoto
For a moment, Xiao Fengyi's hair stood on end, and he swallowed his saliva, "My king, my hands are naughty, my hands are naughty..."
He hurriedly got up from the ground, but accidentally fell back again. This time, he found that the floor of Nanshan was softer than his bed.
He covered his chest with one hand and lifted the quilt with the other hand to see that there were actually six or seven layers of bedding stacked on top of each other.
"Why is this mat so thick?"
He looked at the bed on the floor and then at the thin layer of paper on his own bed and was suddenly speechless.
Nanshan remained calm and said, "Outside the house is not like in the palace. If you feel cold, there are seven quilts left in the room. I will spread them out for you."
How could Xiao Fengyi dare to trouble this living ancestor? He shook his head repeatedly and said, "Forget it, I will just add some more charcoal."
As he said this, he threw a few pieces of black charcoal into the incense burner beside him, climbed back onto the bed and got into the quilt.
It snowed all night long. The next day, the sky cleared up after the snow. The winter sun shone through the clouds and sprinkled on the white snow, making the whole place look like silver.
Inside the post station, the soldiers got up one after another and began to work on their own.
Yao Jia opened her eyes dazedly, and what she saw was an extremely handsome face.
I couldn't help but look surprised. How did they roll over together while sleeping?
I felt relieved when I realized that my clothes and the other person's clothes were intact.
When I was about to get up, I realized something was unusual.
He tied Gu Xiyan up tightly like an octopus.
I despised myself in my heart.
It would be best to stay away from him while Gu Xiyan is still asleep, to avoid having to explain things unclearly.
She gently pulled back the part of her body that was pressing on him.
When I was secretly thankful that I was not discovered, I looked up and met a pair of extremely clear eyes.
Yao Jia was stunned, and quickly looked away, sitting up from the bed.
When Gu Xiyan saw her rosy face, he felt relieved.
"Does your stomach still hurt?"
Yao Jia shook her head slightly and glanced at the sky outside. "What time is it?"
"A quarter of a second."
As Gu Xiyan spoke, he also sat up and looked at Yao Jia with a burning gaze and a smile in his eyes.
Yao Jia felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, and felt somewhat ashamed of herself for saying that she would stay away from him but her body was clinging to him like a sticky candy.
Feeling the stickiness of her body, her face flushed slightly, and she whispered, "Can you prepare a bath for me? I want to scrub myself."
When Gu Xiyan heard this, he immediately thought of the scene of him cleaning her body yesterday. His face instantly turned red. He agreed, put on his clothes hurriedly, and walked out of the room.
The bath water was quickly prepared. After Yao Jia washed herself carefully, she took out the bag that Gu Xiyan had brought in yesterday.
After opening it, I was stunned.
There were actually several brand new Guishui belts inside.
She felt so uncomfortable last night that she didn't notice anything was wrong. She always remembered her menstrual period wrong, but Nanshan actually knew it and prepared all these for her.
Could it be possible that he could really predict the future? However, predicting such trivial matters is a bit too much...
If he really had the ability to predict the future, then why didn't he let everyone make arrangements in advance for yesterday's assassination?
While I was thinking, there was a knock on the door.
"Jia Jia, are you ready?" Gu Xiyan's voice sounded outside.
"It'll be ready soon."
Yao Jia quickly put on her clothes and opened the door.
Gu Xiyan came into the room with a chill, carrying food and a bowl of black medicine.
The two sat at the table, and Gu Xiyan handed the bowl of medicine to Yao Jia.
"Mr. Nanshan told you to drink the medicine."
Yao Jia frowned and took it, put it to her nose and sniffed it, it turned out to be the tonic medicine she used to drink during her menstrual period.
"Did Mr. Nanshan give you this medicine?"
Gu Xiyan nodded, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the medicine?"
"No." Yao Jia drank the medicine in one gulp. "You said yesterday that Mr. Nanshan and King Rui lived in the same house. Where did they live?"
"We're in the next room."
Yao Jia nodded, prepared to eat, and then went to the next room to comfort King Rui.
The two sat opposite each other and ate quietly.
As soon as I put down my chopsticks, I heard a commotion outside the house.
When I opened the door, I saw a middle-aged woman in official uniform, with a weather-beaten face, walking towards me in a hurry.
When he passed by the two of them, he just bowed hastily and stood in front of the next door.
"Your humble servant Meng Xia, the prefect of Xuanzhou, has important matters to report to His Royal Highness Prince Rui."
As soon as the door opened, Nanshan came out and said, "Master Meng, please come in."
Meng Xia bowed to him before entering.
Yao Jia withdrew his gaze, turned around and went into the house.
The prince and the envoys were assassinated in Xuanzhou. Meng Xia, despite being covered in wind and frost, probably started to investigate the matter thoroughly last night.
Yao Jia walked to the wall between the two rooms and put her ear against it, trying to listen to what was being said next door.
"Heh," a chuckle came from behind, "Why don't you just go next door?"
Yao Jia turned around and saw Gu Xiyan looking at her with a smile, and made a gesture to him to keep quiet.
He whispered, "How can I, with my status, participate in political affairs?"
Gu Xiyan then realized that the Tianxing Pavilion had a rule that prohibited it from intervening in political affairs. It seemed that the assassination of Prince Rui this time was related to the dispute over the crown prince.
At this time, Meng Xia's anxious voice came from next door.
"Your Highness, I have investigated those assassins thoroughly overnight, but I have not found many useful clues. I am incompetent. Please punish me, Your Highness."
There was silence for a moment, and then the gentle voice of King Rui was heard, "Lord Meng, you have worked hard. This matter is not your fault. Since the assassins dared to assassinate me, they would not leave any useful clues. Although I was injured, it was not a vital part. Lord Meng does not need to blame himself."
"Thank you for your generosity, Your Highness. However, there is one thing... I dare to speculate that the assassin seems to be related to Kyoto."
"What do you mean?" Prince Rui's voice was anxious and he coughed a few times.
"When I was checking the assassins' belongings, I found a banknote in one of their sleeves. It was marked with the address of Kyoto Chengxin Bank."
Meng Xia paused, then continued, "But these are just my guesses. I hope Your Highness will decide whether to present this clue to Your Majesty."
Prince Rui was silent for a moment, then said, "Lord Meng, just report the clues you have found. Your Majesty will make the final decision on the rest."
Hearing this, Yao Jia walked to the table and sat down.
Gu Xiyan also sat down, "Kyoto... Could it be that Prince Ping did it?"
Yao Jia lowered her eyes, "It's too hasty to conclude that it was him just based on a banknote. What if he turns it around and says it's a false accusation? Wouldn't that be like shooting yourself in the foot?"
King Ping was a man who always did things very carefully. Even if a few drops were leaked, he would promptly throw the dirty water on others.
In his previous life, this person took the tactic of turning the tables to the extreme, teasing An He, framing King Rui, and then assassinating him.
I hope King Rui will not be forced to suffer in silence again this time.
"Jia Jia, do you support King Rui in the matter of establishing a crown prince?"
Yao Jia has not yet let go of her grudge against Gu Xiyan, so naturally she doesn't want to tell him the truth.
"Didn't I tell you that the Tianxing Pavilion is not allowed to get involved in political affairs?"
"Then why do you care so much about him?"
It can be seen from the assassination yesterday that Yao Jia is very worried about King Rui. As soon as she recovered, the first thing she said was to ask about King Rui's condition.
"He's An He's biological brother and Xiu Lan's good friend. Is it weird that I care about him?"
After he reminded her, Yao Jia remembered that she had not yet checked on Xiao Fengyi's injuries.
Open the door and go to the next room.
Meng Xia had left, and the doctor was changing the dressing on Xiao Fengyi's wound.
Yao Jia walked closer to take a look, and found that the wound was indeed as Gu Xiyan said, not in the vital area.
It just looked quite deep, and wounds healed slowly in winter. Fortunately, Xiao Fengyi had a good physical condition and he would recover after just resting for a while.
In this way, the time of returning can be delayed, and her marriage with Gu Xiyan will also be postponed.
Thinking of this, Yao Jia felt somewhat happy. The marriage could be delayed for as long as possible.
Seeing the doctor bandage him, he walked over to his side and asked, "How do you feel, Your Highness? Why don't you stay here for a few more days until your wounds heal, and then we can set off again."
Xiao Fengyi smiled at her, his face pale but still full of charm, "Nothing's wrong, just some minor injuries. I have already agreed with Mr. Nanshan this morning, and we will set off early tomorrow morning."
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