Chapter 81 Zhao Yungui, do you want to save me?
Countless butterflies fluttered across his brows.
The cool scent of cedar brought a chill, and a butterfly even landed on his gauze.
Then he flapped his wings and flew away.
The brightly colored butterfly wings finally gave his snow-white robe a second color, and finally gave him a touch of dust.
The tip of the sword was pointed directly between his eyebrows.
The sword energy lifted up his long hair on both sides, and his eyes fluttered.
Zhengze reacted, his eyes widened, and he hurriedly jumped to snatch the sword from Jiang Jinshuang's hand.
"Master, are you okay?" His tone was a little panicked.
The sword was taken back, Jiang Jinshuang was not angry or annoyed, she looked at the visitor with a smile: "Why are you here, Master Imperial Master?"
Zhao Yungui's eyebrows did not move, and he first turned to Zhengze.
"Go clean it up."
When Xiao Zhengze heard this, he reacted, and a bit of disappointment flashed in his originally bright eyes: "Disciple, I obey."
After saying that, he hugged his sword and left the courtyard.
Jiang Jinshuang blinked: "Is this?"
Zhao Yungui looked at her again: "I am going back to Qintian Prison."
Jiang Jinshuang nodded: "Yes, the Imperial Master is returning to the palace to resume his duties."
"When will His Highness return to Beijing?"
Jiang Jinshuang calculated: "Two more days."
Zhao Yungui nodded.
For a moment, neither of them spoke.
The wind blows off the sycamore leaves.
After realizing it later, Zhao Yungui took out a few pieces of paper from his sleeves and handed them to Jiang Jinshuang: "I have finished copying the Shurangama Sutra."
When Jiang Jinshuang mentioned this, her heart ached.
——Pei Du also copied the Shurangama Sutra.
Taking Zhao Yungui's manuscript, Jiang Jinshuang looked at the strong and solemn handwriting on it, and couldn't help but admire: "Xiao Zhengze said that the master's swordsmanship is ranked among the top three in Wanjin. I think that your calligraphy is also among the best in Wanjin." Can be ranked.”
Zhao Yungui, who was praised, remained calm: "My swordsmanship is not among the top three."
Jiang Jinshuang smiled: "Master Imperial Master, you don't have to be so modest."
"It's the truth."
He really isn't in the top three.
No longer obsessed with this issue, Zhao Yungui said quietly: "I just made a prediction for Your Highness."
In this world, there are countless people who want to seek advice from this profound national master.
But one hexagram is hard to find.
Jiang Jinshuang said nothing, but looked at him with crooked eyebrows.
He put on the gauze again, just like the untainted eyes that Jiang Jinshuang saw back then, like a short-lived hallucination.
Zhao Yungui's eyes seemed to fall on her.
"What your Highness wants is to forget the best."
The smile in Jiang Jinshuang's eyes faded a bit, and even the curve of the corners of her mouth softened.
She squinted her eyes slightly, and there was a slight coldness in her eyes: "Does the Imperial Master know what I want?"
"Although there were many doubts about the case of King Ruiyang back then, His Highness should also know that as long as His Majesty is still here, the case will not be overturned."
Jiang Jinshuang raised her eyebrows: "Master Imperial Master, I will always fight for him."
"Even if it's not for Uncle Wang, even if it's for myself who knelt in the snow for three days and three nights, I will always fight for it."
"If Your Highness wants to live a peaceful life, it is actually very simple for you."
As long as she lets go of those obsessions, she will still be the only Princess Zhaoming in the entire Wanjin Kingdom.
Jiang Jinshuang laughed: "But if that were the case, how boring would my life be."
for a long time.
Zhao Yungui said: "Your Highness, do you want to save the world?"
Jiang Jinshuang raised her eyebrows: "Zhao Yungui, do you want to save me?"
The long wind blew Zhao Yungui's eyes and black hair.
A long while.
"Yes." He answered.
Jiang Jinshuang also replied: "Yes."
She wants to save the world. He wants to save her.
Jiang Jinshuang smiled and said: "Zhao Yungui, I am arrogant and conceited. It will be difficult to save me if I go to the dark side."
Zhao Yun returned and said: "After the death of King Ruiyang, Wanjin has been working hard for a long time, and the army and generals are weak, so the situation is difficult to solve."
Even harder to save.
Hearing this, Jiang Jinshuang smiled carelessly: "If there is one person in this world who can save the world, it is me."
Zhao Yungui: "If there is one person in this world who can save you, it is me."
Jiang Jinshuang smiled: "I know you want to persuade me to let go, but I want to try."
After a pause, the smile on Jiang Jinshuang's face faded a bit.
"Zhao Yungui, if one day, many people want to pull me down from my height."
"Thousands of people criticize and thousands of people reviled."
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"There's no need to bother saving me."
It's his fault.
……
After seeing off Zhao Yungui, Jiang Jinshuang originally planned to go back to the ancestral hall to continue copying scriptures, but the next second she heard footsteps coming from the distance.
"Hello!" came a young and clear young boy's voice.
Jiang Jinshuang turned back.
Something small happened to be thrown into her hand.
Taking a closer look, it was a folded peace charm.
Jiang Jinshuang raised her eyes and saw Xiao Zhengze frowning and said awkwardly: "My master taught me to draw this. I didn't draw well the first time, so I gave it to you."
After saying that, Xiaozheng turned around and ran away.
Jiang Jinshuang held the peace charm in her hand and smiled unconsciously as she looked at Xiao Zhengze's running back.
——
Two days passed quickly.
Jiang Jinshuang finally stopped writing, looked at a pile of scriptures, and collapsed on the desk.
Just the right time.
When Jiang Jinshuang asked Chuntao to pack her things and walked out of the royal ancestral hall, Jingmo was already waiting outside the ancestral hall.
Seeing Jiang Jinshuang, Jingmo stepped forward with a smile and cupped his hands towards her: "Your Highness, I will take you back to Beijing."
Jiang Jinshuang stretched out: "Master Jingmo, aren't you afraid that the emperor will find out and blame you?"
Jingmo chuckled: "The Chief Assistant asked me to come down. Your Majesty told me to go directly to the palace. He is also there."
Hearing this, Jiang Jinshuang raised her eyebrows slightly: "Has your adult been released from confinement?"
"The Tianjia said that there are many trivial matters in the court, so I have lifted the ban on you and asked you to help share some of them."
Oh, got it.
It seems that the whole court can't survive without Pei Du.
This time the Heavenly Family punished people for two purposes.
One was to block her and Pei Du's mouths to prevent them from revealing the identity of the assassin at that time.
The second is to remove power from Pei Du and give power to the prince of the East Palace.
Now that both goals have been achieved, it doesn't matter whether Pei Du is banned or not.
Jiang Jinshuang was not polite and got on Wenshan Pavilion's carriage. Jingmo led the way into the capital.
Jiang Jinshuang did not return to the princess mansion, and the carriage went directly to the Forbidden City.
A change of clothes was prepared in the carriage.
Jiang Jinshuang frowned, and for some reason, she remembered the scene where Pei Du asked Jingmo to bring her dirty clothes after the spring banquet some time ago.
asshole.
"Your Highness, my master has prepared a dress for you to wear when meeting the Holy Spirit. You can change into it in the car."
The clothes Jiang Jinshuang was wearing were a little simpler and were suitable for her to wear when copying scriptures.
There are still some ink stains on the hem of the skirt, which is really not suitable for face-to-face meetings.
Without thinking much, Jiang Jinshuang changed out of her clothes from the carriage, and the carriage drove outside the Forbidden City.
Helped by Jingmo to get out of the carriage, Jiang Jinshuang walked towards the palace alone.
Imperial Palace, Imperial Study Room.
When Eunuch Kang came to report the time, Jiang Huayan was playing chess with Pei Du.
The ambergris in the study was thick and thick. Jiang Huayan frowned, looking at the chess game that was not favorable to him, and thinking hard.
"Your Majesty...the princess is here." Eunuch Kang reported softly.
(End of chapter)