But where should I find the queen?

The huge palace is well-connected, with eunuchs, palace maids and palace guards walking around everywhere. Dugu Jialuo was lying carefully in the vegetation, fearing that he would be discovered again.

"The Queen's Message--" Just as she was about to explore around, suddenly the door of a big house was opened, and a father-in-law shouted outside.

Empress?

Only then did Dugu Jialuo see a plaque hanging on the head of the big room, with three big words written on it - Daxing Palace.

The queen lives here? It’s really easy to find a place without any effort!

After a while, Dugu Jialuo turned over and observed the situation below. In a short while, more than 20 eunuchs and palace maids came, holding plates covered by lids in their hands. It must be the queen's dinner inside.

Dugu Jialuo looked at it for a while and suddenly showed a sure smile. He took out the jade flute that was inseparable from behind and started playing it.

Inside the Daxing Palace.

A girl who looked like Dugu Jialuo but was even petite in a big phoenix robe was drinking tea. After hearing the sound of the flute, she put down the tea cup in her hand, listened for a while, then turned to look at her father-in-law beside her, "Eunuch Xu, listen, who is playing the flute?"

"The slave is also confused. The sound of the flute is like a tinging spring water and seems to hide countless sorrows. I am afraid that the flute master in the Pear Garden will not be able to play such a pleasant sound!"

"Yes." Chen Xuanhua nodded, and was about to go out to find out, but as soon as he got up, he felt dizzy. He turned around and looked at the fallen Eunuch Xu and his maids. Chen Xuanhua felt the darkness in front of him and fainted.

The palace maid and eunuch who fainted while lying outside the Daxing Palace, Dugu Jialuo saw this and satisfactorily put away the flute and jumped off the roof. He pushed the door and walked into the Daxing Palace, and saw Chen Xuanhua who had fainted at first glance.

Dugu Jialuo couldn't help but sigh that Chen Xuanhua's appearance was indeed fascinating. He had a little idea in his heart when he saw the shocking glance in the downtown market this morning. Now he could see it at a close distance. No wonder Yang Jian was so concerned about her. His face, which had not yet taken off his childishness, had not been decorated with makeup, and only a touch of crimson on his small and delicate lips, reflecting a kind of tranquility and freshness unique to a girl. Dugu Jialuo remembered the first sentence his master once said:

A land of gentleness, a tomb of heroes.

He stretched out his index finger and gently lit Chen Xuanhua's plump and smooth forehead. The soft green light awakened Chen Xuanhua. He woke up suddenly and just as Chen Xuanhua was about to call someone, he was covered by Dugu Jialuo's mouth. Chen Xuanhua struggled.

"Shh-Don't shout." Dugu Jialuo said softly in Chen Xuanhua's ear, and then let her go.

"You! Being presumptuous! How dare a eunuch be rude to me? Believe it or not, I will ask someone to kill you immediately!!" Chen Xuanhua did not scream, but pointed at Dugu Jialuo and scolded him angrily, his little face turned red.

"Kill me?" Dugu Jialuo blinked his eyes sly when he heard Chen Xuanhua say this, "The Queen is afraid that she will never see her sweetheart again."

"What did you say?!!" Hearing this, Chen Xuanhua grabbed Dugu Jialuo's arm, "What do you mean by this?"

Dugu Jialuo opened Chen Xuanhua's hand holding his arm in pain, frowned and said, "Yang Jian."

Chen Xuanhua was stunned, widened his eyes, and his whole body trembled, "You...you said...you mean..." Before he could finish his words, Chen Xuanhua's eyes turned red and he took a deep breath, "I, you...why should I believe you?"

"Spring is as old as before, people are thin in the sky, and tears are red and sharks are shining through. Peach blossoms fall, and the idle ponds and pavilions are still there. Although the mountains are in the mountains, the brocade letters are hard to read. Don't, don't, don't." Dugu Jialuo gently chanted Lu You's "Chaitou Feng" while observing Chen Xuanhua's expression.

As soon as he said that, Chen Xuanhua's tears were like beads with broken strings, and each grain was falling. "People have become different, but today is not yesterday, and they are often sick like swing ropes. The horns are cold, and the night is late, and I am afraid that people will ask, so I swallow my tears and pretend to be happy. I hide it, hide it, hide it. Today, Brother Jian appeared in the downtown market, right? No wonder... no wonder..."

Chen Xuanhua smiled bitterly, thinking of the sound of Xuanhua that he heard when he was on Chang'an Street as soon as possible, now I think it's not an illusion.

"Yes, Yang Jian is not dead yet." Dugu Jialuo said lightly.

Chen Xuanhua's eyes were mottled with tears in his eyes, and his tone was choked with excitement, "I understand that Brother Jian will not die like this! Thank God, God will treat me very well..."

With his palms folded together, Chen Xuanhua closed his eyes and prayed, as if he was thanking God for his mercy and blessing. Two lines of clear tears fell, and Dugu Jialua finally understood the so-called pear blossoms with rain. He was afraid that the woman in front of him would be described!

Looking at Chen Xuanhua, Dugu Jialuo thought, "Empress, aren't you husband and wife? Why do you still call him that?"

Chen Xuanhua opened his eyes, looked at Dugu Jialuo, and lowered his eyes. His long eyelashes looked like a black butterfly flapping his wings. "Is it strange? When Brother Jian made my palace the queen, I was only twenty-one years old... How can a girl of this age understand the so-called husband and wife? What's more, Brother Jian was only sixteen when he ascended the throne."

Hearing Chen Xuanhua say this, Dugu Jialuo didn't know how to respond. His mind was full of Yang Jian's face. How many pains did the man carry on his shoulders that did not belong to his age of hair tie?

An indescribable feeling fell into Dugu Jialuo's heart like a dead leaf falling into a calm lake, waving circles of water patterns, expanding infinitely around until it fades away.

Dugu Jialuo subconsciously covered his heart and frowned. Seeing this, Chen Xuanhua asked with concern, "Young Master, are you okay?"

Dugu Jialuo shook his head and indicated that he was not seriously injured. He thought about it and felt so palpitations again. What's wrong with him?

"If you hadn't appeared today and brought that poem, I would have given up." Chen Xuanhua looked out the door and continued, "On the day when King Zhuang Huai entered Chang'an, my father sent me someone to send me out of the city because my mother was sick and needed care when she returned to her hometown to visit her relatives. She didn't know that so many things had happened during the time when I left.

When I returned to Chang'an, I saw the city of Chang'an in a mess. As soon as I rushed back to the palace, I heard the news that because of the rebellion of King Zhuang Huai, the entire court army was wiped out, and Brother Jian was forced to fall off the cliff and died after falling off the cliff and died. Even the grief seemed too late. But if my father had not sent troops to help King Zhuang Huai rebel, it would not have become like this..."

"What did you say?" After hearing Chen Xuanhua's words, Dugu Jialuo was shocked, "Your father actually helped the thieves rebel? Isn't Yang Jian your sweetheart? He has already made you the best, and your father can do it!!!"

"How can I satisfy?" Chen Xuanhua's face was still covered with tears, and his expression was a little hollow. "My father had been galloping on the battlefield for the first half of his life. Only by fighting to the death can he have his current status. But holding heavy troops in his hand is always a big threat to the monarch."

"Will Yang Jian kill your father?" Dugu Jialuo said coldly, "Your father is a general. It's fine if the country doesn't send troops to provide assistance. He actually formed a clique with the rebels for personal gain? What's the difference between this and the traitors in history?"

"Right. My father is not satisfied with being a general for the rest of his life. He needs greater power. He wants to be prime minister." Chen Xuanhua spoke softly and slowly, and did not take Dugu Jialuo's sudden unfriendly attitude to heart. It is expected to be angry.

"Ha. Prime Minister? A dignified father-in-law is not as good as a prime minister. If your father really becomes the prime minister, then he may want to seek power and usurp the throne next?" Dugu Jialuo's tone was obvious contempt.

"He would not do this. His father was concerned about his face after all. If he became an emperor and was recorded in history, he would inevitably be cursed by future generations, and this palace would also be implicated... In exchange for assisting in rebellion, his father became the prime minister as he wished. King Zhuang Huai always respected me as his queen. As long as I didn't follow, he never wanted to touch me.

At first, I thought that Brother Jian was just imprisoned by them and became a prisoner or exiled to the frontier. I secretly sent many people to investigate everywhere, but found nothing. After my father discovered it, all the spies sent were ordered by King Zhuang Huai to kill the nine clans, and the palace was also under house arrest in the palace.

He became a queen who was not even sent to the guards, and was in name only. On weekdays, he could only summon some eunuchs and father-in-laws, and the palace maids would do some small things for me..." Chen Xuanhua turned his head and looked at Dugu Jialuo with a wry smile, with deep helplessness in his eyes.

Dugu Jialuo looked at Chen Xuanhua's expression, narrowed his eyes slightly, and was suddenly shocked, "Have you ever thought about death?" Dugu Jialuo read her psychological activities from Chen Xuanhua's eyes.

When Chen Xuanhua heard this, his eyes widened and asked in surprise: "How do you know?"

"I..." Dugu Jialuo, who didn't know how to explain, was a little embarrassed. "I just wanted to say that a woman who values ​​love and friendship as the Queen must be unbearable at the beginning when facing such a thing, right?"

Chen Xuanhua looked at Dugu Jialuo and nodded hesitantly, "You guessed it well. But later I figured it out."

Dugu Jialuo was puzzled, and Chen Xuanhua didn't explain, his expression was faint.

After a moment of silence, Dugu Jialuo said, "Empress, are you willing to help Yang Jian take back the country?" The words were very direct. Dugu Jialuo found that he had been staying for too long, and if he stayed there, he might be discovered.

"What? Brother Jian wants to regain the country?" Chen Xuanhua seemed a little unbelievable, "But with the current situation, how can he do it..."

"So I need your help!" Dugu Jialuo said with a smile, "I know the Queen will not stand by. Yang Jian has made up his mind to take back the country." Including you.

Perhaps it was out of his own selfishness that Dugu Jialuo did not say the last three words.

Chen Xuanhua was silent, and Dugu Jialuo stood aside and waited for a response.

"Okay. I will help you. But what should I do?"

“…”

Dugu Jialuo leaned into Chen Xuanhua's ear and told Chen Xuanhua his thoughts. Chen Xuanhua listened carefully to every detail Dugu Jialuo explained, and finally nodded to say that there was no problem.

"Well, then I'll ask you, Empress!" After explaining everything, Dugu Jialuo stood up and prepared to leave.
Chapter completed!