Chapter 1105 Did Dong Xiang ever seek justice for her?
“Fourth brother, wake up!” Yun Yun’s hands, clutching the gold-embroidered sleeves, trembled slightly.
She clearly heard her brother murmur the word "Qingyun" when he was drunk, which reminded her of the burning gaze he hadn't been able to hide when he saw her fourth brother staring at Jiang Xue's back in the Imperial Garden yesterday.
The morning mist had not yet dissipated, and Jiang Xue was leaning on the rosewood couch, teaching her young son to identify the patterns on jade pendants.
After being treated by Imperial Doctor Jiang, her cheeks finally showed some color.
Hearing that Yun Yun wanted to see her, she gently placed the Jade Twin Luan Pendant on the table and said, "Take her to the West Warm Pavilion and wait for her."
Yun Yun stared at the fine sand flowing in the gilded clepsydra. When the eighth copper bead fell into the jade plate with a crisp sound, the sound of jingling bells was finally heard from outside the bead curtain.
Jiang Xue sat down slowly wrapped in a silver fox cloak, her fingertips still stained with the scent of osmanthus honey from when she was teasing the child just now.
"I heard that the snow ginseng tributed from southern Xinjiang is the most soothing to the mind."
Yun Yun signaled the maid to present the brocade box: "Fourth brother almost emptied the entire wine cellar last night because of the eldest princess's illness."
She stared at the other person's drooping eyelashes, trying to catch a clue from the trembling shadow.
Jiang Xue paused as she stroked the teacup. The celadon lid made a clear sound as it hit the cup body. "Your Highness is somewhat similar to the Prince Consort. They both like to hide their concern behind their wine."
She suddenly raised her eyes and smiled, and changed the subject as her eyes moved: "I heard that Princess is good at playing the zither. Would you be willing to play "Phoenix Returns to the Clouds" for me someday?"
Yun Yun's test was like a silver needle hitting a brocade. Looking at the flawless appearance of the person in front of her, she suddenly remembered the broken words her fourth brother said before he passed out drunk last night: "When we first met on the city wall that year, you were wearing a fluttering red dress..."
Jiang Xue gently stroked the edge of the teacup, and the gilded armor reflected a cold light in the sunlight: "Princess, if you go to the market to ask, you will know that I was in trouble a few days ago, and it was the Fourth Prince who saved the royal bloodline."
She suddenly leaned forward, the nine-phoenix hairpin holding a pearl in her hair trembling slightly: "What's more, the Fourth Prince and my deceased brother... are just like two reflections in a mirror."
Yun Yun dug her fingertips deeply into her palm.
The cold-blooded boy who taught her how to tame eagles on a snowy night is now taking risks for a foreign princess.
The two words "Yun Qing" he murmured when he was drunk last night, now turned into a poisonous thorn that pierced his heart - this witch must have used despicable means to deceive his mind!
"The country of Gan attaches great importance to the separation of men and women. Your Highness is interacting with Fourth Brother like this..."
Before Yun Yun finished her words, she was suddenly interrupted by a laughter that sounded like pearls colliding with each other.
"Etiquette?"
Jiang Xue's wide sleeves brushed across the Instructions for Women on the table, and the gold-threaded phoenix bird fluttered its wings as if ready to fly: "I was fourteen years old and approved the imperial edicts on behalf of the emperor. At sixteen, I established my own government. Etiquette and laws are nothing but toys in my hands."
She suddenly lowered her voice and chuckled as if sharing a secret: "If I want to change it, tomorrow the three obediences and four virtues can be added to the five obediences and six virtues."
Yun Yun staggered back half a step. The person in front of her was clearly wearing a complicated palace dress, but she looked like a god of war holding a sword and standing in the clouds, with her scarlet skirt billowing like a blood-red mountain and river.
The word "Princess Consort" was about to come to his lips when he was interrupted by a broken jade bone fan thrown towards him.
"My husband understands the relationship between ruler and subject best."
When Jiang Xue stood up, her jewelry rings clanged, as if thousands of troops were marching across a glacier: "Princess, you should learn how to hide the jealousy in your eyes."
Looking at the crimson figure winding away, Yun Yun suddenly smelled the smell of rust - she actually bit her tongue.
The sound of drums came from outside the palace wall. She reached for the poisoned dagger at her waist with trembling hands, and a dark lotus pattern blossomed into a strange totem on her palm.
As the sun was setting in the west, when Xiao Zhan stepped out of the palace gate, a little boy with rolling eyes suddenly ran up to him and put a neatly folded piece of paper into his hand: "Master Prime Minister, a nobleman asked me to deliver a message."
The attendant Qingming took the paper and checked it repeatedly, confirming that there was no hidden weapon or poison powder before presenting it.
Xiao Zhan's fingertips brushed across the three words "Jiang Xue" whose ink had not yet dried, and his brows moved slightly.
Qingming Pavilion was a place where scholars and literati often gathered, so he thought there would be no trick, so he lifted his robe and climbed into the blue satin carriage.
The teahouse was filled with sandalwood incense, and the shopkeeper was waiting in front of the red lacquer door: "Princess Yunyun has been waiting for you in Lanyue Pavilion for a long time."
Xiao Zhan nodded slightly, and his black official uniform with python pattern swept across the blue brick ground, startling a few fallen sycamore leaves.
In the private room, Yun Yun was playing with a gilded tea whisk. Upon hearing the voice, she chuckled, "The wind is coming really late."
Her slender fingertips traced the edge of the Ruyao cup: "I heard that the prince consort and Princess Changle are deeply in love?"
Xiao Zhan sat down with a flick of his sleeves, and tapped his jade finger ring on the huanghuali table, making a crisp sound: "If Your Highness wants to discuss politics, I will accompany you; if you want to talk about love and romance..."
He glanced at the "Map of Mountains and Rivers" on the table and said, "I'm afraid this may upset the princess."
"What if it concerns the reputation of your country's eldest princess?"
Yun Yun suddenly leaned forward, the nine-pearl-holding-beads-in-her-hair rustling in her hair: "Yesterday, when Fourth Brother got drunk, he shouted 'Yueli', which happens to be the maiden name of your country's eldest princess..."
Before she finished her words, she suddenly felt a chill on her neck - a short blade inlaid with malachite was against her throat.
"This official's treasure."
Xiao Zhan's eyes seemed to be filled with thousand-year-old ice: "I have my own palace to protect me. But your country's fourth prince..."
When he put away the knife, half of his black hair fell off: "You should be careful when walking on the road at night, or you may encounter ghosts."
Yun Yun was stroking the red mark on her neck and had not yet come to her senses when the teacup on the table suddenly broke into pieces.
Looking up, only a corner of the black dragon robe disappeared behind the carved screen, and the broken porcelain on the ground reflected the blood-red setting sun.
Xiao Zhan's pupils suddenly contracted. He had long been aware of Yun Zhen's feelings for Jiang Xue, but he had never expected it to come to this.
Yun Yun stared at his every subtle expression, but was frightened by his eyes that concealed a sharp edge. She only heard the other party say coldly:
"Your Highness the Princess came here to give me a heads-up. Do you think you are living too comfortably, or do you think Yun Zhen's fate is not over yet?"
Yun Yun staggered back half a step, her sleeve sweeping off the teacup on the table: "What do you mean?"
"If Yun Zhen knew what you said today..."
Xiao Zhan knocked his knuckles on the sandalwood table, and every sound was like a death warrant: "How do you think he will treat you?"
He suddenly leaned forward, his ambergris carrying a chilling chill: "And how can I allow others to covet my wife?"
Yun Yun then realized that she had made a mess of things and dug her fingertips deeply into her palms.
He originally wanted to use Xiao Zhan's hand to cut off the evil fate, but instead put his fourth brother in danger.
"My fourth brother is the prince of Dongxiang, how dare you act rashly!" She forced herself to raise her chin, but saw a sarcastic arc at the corner of the other party's lips.
"When Princess Yunchu died in the country, did the Prime Minister seek justice for her?"
Xiao Zhan stroked the jade pendant on his waist, which was given by Jiang Xue herself: "What's the harm in having this prince?"
Cold sweat soaked Yun Yun’s inner clothes.
She suddenly realized that the man in front of her was not bluffing - this man was really willing to die for Jiang Xue.
Just as she was about to open her mouth to explain, Xiao Zhan stood up and waved his sleeves. The black cloak brought a biting chill as it brushed past her hair.
"Wait!" Yun Yun grabbed his sleeve, but was thrown away heavily.
Xiao Zhan's cold eyes swept over the clothes that had been taken away, and he actually took off his outer robe and threw it on the ground on the spot, as if it was stained with something dirty.
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