Chapter 657 Difficult Decisions and Plan

For more than 400 days of deliberation and care, all the disguise and maneuver have become meaningless by such a relaxed word.

The evening breeze is slightly stinging, but the back of the scenery rises cold, devouring her perception like a hedge.

But she doesn't seem to be too surprised.

The way to get out is nothing more than two kinds of light.

When she decided to temporarily hide Xiaoxiao's existence, she had actually foreseen such a result.

She doesn't want Yu to finally choose the "bright" road, because this means that it must be strong, and it takes longer. Once he chooses to do so, he is bound to face more unpredictable risks.

If you are a little negligent or even care about it, you may fail.

And she can experience that complete subversion is by no means what he wants, and the high dragon chair has never been his dream of.

As long as there is a glimmer of possibility, Yu Yu will definitely use "dark".

If "bright" is used, then the main battlefield is in Dalong, and if "dark" is used, the key is in Xiliang.

And Xiaoxiao's birth will make the "dark strategy" more difficult, and there is only one-two chance to implement it smoothly - because the scenery has to "fly" from the heavily guarded Dajun's mansion and from the Western Liang Dajing, it is bound to implement a blind method and external assistance to distract Yu Haoxi, and finally deceive him to let him go. Loose precautions.

Only Yu Yu can be distracted.

But once Yu Yu comes to Xiliang, Yu Haoxi is bound to wait for him. Even if he trusts the scenery with all his heart at this time and does not remember the past, has no idea of escaping, and will not have any relaxation. It is very likely to take a foolproof method, that is, to separate the mother and daughter of Yijing and use Xiaoxiao as a hostage, so that Yijing is willing to stay in Xiliang.

If Yu Yu knew the existence of Xiaoxiao, it would never be possible to adopt a "secret strategy" and be lucky at all.

Yijing can't watch him fight alone and take great risks to do the so-called "rebellious against the king". Once he chooses that road, he will live or die, and it is even possible that his father will not support him, and her family, her grandmother and father, can not rebel against the kingdom for his own selfishness.

Her husband once took himself as bait for the sake of the kingdom and went into danger alone to persuade Yuan Qi to pull back from the cliff and eliminate the imminent civil strife invisible. She did not want him to be forced to do extraordinary things because of her own reasons, not to mention this extraordinary thing was not his own will.

He should not leave a notoriety of power in the Qingshi Danshu and be evaluated by later as a rebellious usurpation of the throne. He is not that kind of person.

If it hadn't been for her being trapped in Xiliang, even if the new emperor was pressing step by step, with his ability and the momentum of the two governments, there would never have been any room for him to be forced to be helpless and not willing.

Therefore, Ijing had foreseen it for a long time, but she still chose to hide her daughter's birth.

But what should I do when things have evolved into such a situation?

I regret that I should not have been a woman's benevolent at that time. Even if it would make me uneasy for the rest of my life, I would simply break the evil fate.

But at this time, the scenery is still lucky.

She raised her eyes, but she didn't look into the king's eyes - he was avoiding.

is a ridiculous attitude. Will he also feel guilty?

"Okay, I'll get ready." It seems that the scenery has no intention of the meaning of the king's words.

"It's Xiaoxiao who went to Bieyuan to stay temporarily."

Dajun's eyes became more and more distant, and he seemed to be suddenly attracted by the beautiful Ni Xia in the sky. He slightly grasped his palm on his knee: "Five sisters want to stay in the Dajun's mansion."

A long silence.

For a moment, the breeze swept the broken sound of flowers and leaves, blowing the soft sound of the corners of the skirt, and suddenly became clear. The brighter and brighter was the crisp and pleasant laughter of Xiaoxiao in the nanny's arms, which made the silent confrontation between the two more tense, so that the plate beside him and Xia Ke tightened their hearts, and even the nanny was at a loss. , holding Xiaoxiao a little tighter, the child became dissatisfied and began to twist his body and make a series of less pleasant "complaints".

Yi Jing watched her daughter try to reach out her arm from the nanny's arms and reach out to her.

The corners of the eyes are so moist and sour.

She couldn't control her long-lasting resentment. When she looked away, it was already cold.

"I shouldn't believe Dajun's words. You once said that you would never separate me from Xiaoxiao."

Dajun "Huo" stood up, but he was still unwilling to look at Yijing. He took two steps and stopped again.

He ordered coldly and asked the wet nurse to leave with Xiaoxiao. Xue Dongchang was already waiting outside the Green Qingyuan and would take them to the other garden.

Yi Jing silently watched the nursing mother go far away. Xiaoxiao had been lying on her shoulder without crying, but her dark and bright eyes kept looking at her.

This night, the king did not stay in Lvqingyuan for dinner, and the beautiful scenery naturally had no appetite. She sat in the pavilion until dusk, and the moon was as water.

She ignored Pan'er and Xia Ke's anxiety.

Pan'er reminded Xia Ke more than once that she should persuade his wife to feel at ease. There must have been some unexpected changes in this way, but only for the time being, he will never let his wife and daughter be separated. Maybe only three or five days, and the little lady will return - what she is worried about is the scenery complaining about the king, which makes the two of them easy. The increasingly easing relationship is cold again.

Of course, Xia Ke was indifferent and did not even persuade the scenery to eat.

Of course, she was also anxious. At this time, she had already got a "faith meeting" with a good view. Knowing that the prince had arranged everything, she waited for the right time to get out. However, at present, the emperor took the little lady as a threat. I don't know if the princess will still follow the plan? The opportunity you are looking forward to, do you have to give up in vain?

But Xia Ke knew that she could not urge the princess at this time, and she just stood aside firmly.

Ijing felt that she just didn't have the strength to plan for the future.

She even thought that today's attitude had made Yu Haoxi suspicious.

But so what? When the man decided to keep Xiaoxiao hostage, her plan had failed and the disguise was meaningless.

Bless to foresee the result, but there is nothing I can do.

A bad idea is a failure.

Yuanyang, I'm sorry for you and our daughter. When he is forced to die, I should make up my mind.

Regret and confusion made the scene in a trance.

Until late at night, a maid came to invite - the king asked his wife to go to the Furong Hall of Huayuan.

Yi Jing got up, and the stiffness and numbness of her knees made her stag.

But she resolutely stopped Pan'er and Xia Ke from following, moving slowly through the long corridor and the sparse path of flowers and leaves.

The moonlight is bright.

The lanterns of Furong Hall shine high, and the sound of silk bamboo music comes from far away.

She saw the enchanting and charming dancer's colorful sleeves flying.

A long case, fresh fruit delicacy.

The man leaned on the couch chair behind the long case and appeared drunk, holding a glazed cup in his hand.

He waved his hand and the music stopped abruptly.

The open window, the evening breeze is swept into a pool of hibiscus dark fragrance.

The skirt is rubbed on her ankle, which is clearly soft and tactile. How can there be a tinging cone?

Every step she approached, she felt the tingling rise an inch, along the bloodline, straight into her heart.

At the end of the red felt, between the dishes on the long case, a sharp dagger swallowed the cold sharp light in the glory of the lamp shadow.

This made the scenery's eyes pause on it.

Then she looked at the person who forced her to be desperate.

The eyebrows are deep into the temples, the corners of the eyes are enchanting, and the drunkenness makes him in a trance.

She didn't know why she bent her knees, so close that she could even clearly distinguish the breath of wine in his breath.

She saw that the glazed cup in his hand was empty.

She even filled him with a smile, and then raised her eyes calmly.

Dajun's eyes are full of smiles.

She drank happily, so she drank it again and he drank it again.

Until all the pots on the long case were empty.

His eyes became more and more ethereal, and his half-front arm began to shake.

"I just want you to stay." Then he said, "Binjing, Yu is here."

She just looked at him in silence.

The corners of Dajun's lips are gently curled, but that's not a smile.

"Tomorrow, he will be welcomed into Beijing by me."

"Yijing, I know the real purpose of his trip, so I renegave my promise."

"I don't want to fail."

"Yijing, I must let you stay, so before Yu Yu leaves, you can only be separated from Xiaoxiao temporarily. I promise, only for the time being."

"Binjing, don't think about leaving. I won't give you a chance."

After he said what he wanted to say, he slowly opened his eyelids.

Put your arm down and breathe slowly.

Bingjing has been kneeling on the couch.

The evening breeze involved in the chapel is getting cooler.

The galaxy outside the window is so far away.

In Lanyi's slight ripps, the pond is full of moonlight, but there is no moon shadow.

Everything fell silent, only his slow breathing.

Seeing that the person on the couch seemed to feel uncomfortable, she turned over and became a lying on his back.

In the slightly open skirt, under the jade-colored clothes, the chest is undulating.

She looked at the dagger on the long case again.

is still swallowing the cold.

Her hand reached uncontrollably and held the handle of the knife tightly.

Sharply facing down against the chest of an unconscious person.

Yu Haoxi, can I say that I regret it?

The cool woman clenched the sharp dagger and still knelt down, but her waist was straight.

The vertical blade is against the light, and the cold light overflows.

As long as you work hard...

You have always been forcing me to entangle with you and forcing me to choose between life and death.

Yu Haoxi, you have never given me a real way out.

The woman's wrist sinks.

The blade has pressed against the ups and downs.

But...

has been trembling.

In the brilliant light, the woman left without looking back.

When her figure fades away.

The man on the couch opened his eyelids.

The faint wet red passed by the Pupil.

You have never forgotten anything...Binting scenery, I know.

This is not a murderous night.

The morning came as scheduled.

Pan'er was finally relieved to see her wife finish her breakfast quietly and swept away last night's anger.

In the early morning, after the dispersal of the dynasty, the emperor led the officials of the Ministry of Ceremonies to go out of the city to welcome the envoys of Dalong.

At noon, the king of Chu arrived in Dajing, and the king of Western Liang held a banquet - before discussing military and politics, it is natural to follow the usual friendship of landlords and express a warm welcome to the envoys of friendly countries.

As the king who is about to become the crown prince of Xiliang, he naturally bears the heavy responsibility of receiving envoys. Whether it is a palace banquet or in the national post, the emperor must accompany him all the way.

At noon, Yijing woke up from a nap, dismissed the maidservant, and practiced calligraphy alone in the study.

I didn't come out of the study until dinner.

In front of Pan'er, Ying told Xia Ke, "I forgot the fan in the study earlier. Go and find it."

The fan is embroidered with magnolia flowers.

So when Xia Ke was ordered, he secretly took down the book "Collection of Flowers" on the bookshelf.

On the thin paper page, the hairpin is simple and concise - tonight, follow the plan.