The chief attendant blocked the news of the Hehuan Hall so impenetrable that the slightest bit could not fall into the ears of the emperor, only pity Xiao Jingyu, the dignified princess, in the hands of a group of inner attendants, living a dark and dayless life of Shura Field who could not die.

Not to mention how Xiao Jingyu is here, three days after kneeling, Xiao Yu, as the prince who opened his teeth and built a mansion outside, can finally return to the house after burning night paper at night.

As soon as he went back, he immediately asked Minglu to transfer him to Zhending Mansion to inquire about the news in Wangjiazhuang, and the people who went to Qi Ming, the doctor who sat in the medicine hall he opened in Zhending.

If that person is really Concubine Mei, he needs to be extremely cautious and must not make the slightest mistake.

When Concubine Mei was swept away by the grass and thrown into the mass grave, she had already been tortured by the queen beyond recognition, even if she was fortunate to be saved by someone, she was afraid that her face would be different from that day.

Qi Ming is proficient in medical skills, and is even better at distinguishing people and painting, as long as the facial features and face are not completely destroyed, he can draw the original appearance from these subtleties, although it is not very accurate, but there are also seven or eight points of the image.

What's more, a person, no matter how much her facial features and appearance change, the expression in her eyes is difficult to change, and Qi Ming can vividly paint this expression on paper.

On the night of the fifth day of the first spiritual period, Xiao Yu returned to the house in a plain white filial piety suit, the housekeeper was present, Qi Ming was waiting in the study, and Xiao Yu immediately stepped over.

The door of the study was pushed open, and Qi Ming, who was originally standing there, immediately turned his head to look, and saw that it was Xiao Yu, and before Xiao Yu entered the door, he raised his fist and bowed and saluted.

The warm yellow candlelight in the room shone on Qi Ming's upright figure, outlining a few docile and obedient lines for his iron-like resolute cheeks.

This meekness is only available in front of Xiao Yu.

High medical skills, extraordinary martial arts, high-quality painting, and he is a famous Confucian master of the millennium mountain master in this dynasty, such a ability and identity, if he is not under the command of Xiao Yu, I am afraid that with his own ability, it is not difficult to worship the marquis.

But he was willing, used by Xiao Yu, and became a small doctor in his Zhending Medicine Hall.

In the wide carved double-armchair wooden chair, Xiao Yu sat down in filial piety clothes, and looked at Qi Ming through the huge bookcase, "How?" His cheeks were slightly tense, with a little solemnity.

Looking at Qi Ming's gaze was the same as looking at all his other secret guards.

Qi Ming immediately took out a rolled piece of painting paper from his sleeve, and his slender and knobular fingers unfolded the paper, stepped forward respectfully, and handed it to Xiao Yu's table.

What caught my eye was a woman in a purple cotton skirt, sitting on the big kang facing the window, and a burning red candle on the kang table in the room.

She looks like a village woman and child.

Even if she is not wearing palace clothes, she can rely on her clothing style and fiddling with Lamei's posture, even if she is not a noble person in the palace, she is also the head of a large family, noble and elegant, and natural.

His gaze moved up and fell to her cheeks, and Xiao Yu couldn't help frowning when he saw a veil embroidered like a fiery red plum on the corner of a pale pink on her face.

The subordinates kept watch for two days and nights, but they did not see her lift the veil, so they had to paint on it. Seeing Xiao Yu's expression, Qi Ming immediately said, with anxiety in his words.

Xiao Yu didn't say anything, only stared at the pair of eyes staring at the plum in his hand above the veil, just one glance, his whole body was like lightning strikes, the hand holding the drawing paper trembled like a flash, and his heart roared like a thousand horses galloping and the waves roared.

Even though there are several years apart, Xiao Yu still recognizes Concubine Mei's eyes that seem to be smiling and not smiling, and Xiao Yan is exactly the same, how could he admit that he is wrong, even if there are thick scars at the corners of her eyes.

Concubine Mei, Concubine Mei is really alive!

Not only is Xiao Yan alive, but Concubine Mei ...... Also alive!

This unexpected joy came too suddenly, and the scheming city was as deep as Xiao Yu, and it couldn't help but be shocked and surprised.

The memories of his childhood, along with the eyes of Concubine Mei in front of him, were overwhelming and smashed towards the center of his brain.

In my memory, at that time, he was not his father's favorite prince, and even, in his father's heart, he was still a dispensable existence, not much different from Xiao Duo and Xiao Yi, and Xiao Yan, his eldest brother, was the most valued and loved prince in his father's heart.

The father and emperor are really kind to Concubine Mei's mother and son, and to the extreme, he can't wait to bring them all the best things in the world.

And Concubine Mei also deserves this grace.

The Mei family is a family of poetry and books, and there are many pillars of the dynasty in the family, Concubine Mei has grown up in such a family since she was a child, absorbing the aura of the book, and her speech and demeanor are different from all the women in the palace.

And Xiao Yan, who is from the Huigen of his grandfather's family, studies martial arts, and comes out on top in everything, and his conduct is excellent.

Because of his age, he doesn't have a lot of memories of Concubine Mei, most of them are from his mother in later years.

The mother concubine can have today's cultivation, almost all of which depends on the guidance and teaching of Concubine Mei back then.

In the heart of the mother, she has always respected and cared for Concubine Mei as her own sister, because of this, for several years after Concubine Mei's death, the mother concubine has been indulging in pain like a dark swamp, unable to extricate herself, she hates herself, when the queen stretched out her magic grasp to Concubine Mei, she was not by Concubine Mei's side to fight side by side with her.

Because of this, the relationship between the mother and the queen has become an eternal incoherence.

Now that the queen has been removed, Concubine Mei is still in the world...... Under the joy and excitement, Xiao Yu's eyes flashed with a little light, and the candle flame illuminated it became more and more dazzling.

For a long time, until the fiery emotions in his heart gradually subsided, Xiao Yu let out a sigh, gently put down the drawing paper, raised his eyes to look at Qi Ming, and instructed: "From Ming'er, as a barefoot doctor who was killed in disaster in his hometown and went to the capital, you will live in Wangjiazhuang, and you must protect the safety of this family, and there must be no mistakes, but wherever there is any change, people will go back and forth." ”

Hearing the command, Qi Ming let go with a sigh of relief in his heart, after all, His Royal Highness asked him to identify people and paint, but he only painted a veiled ......

Immediately clenched his fists and promised to receive his orders.

Qi Ming turned to leave, and when the door of the study was closed, Ming Lu blinked and looked at Xiao Yu, who was still excited at the corner of his eyebrows, and his mind flipped, "Your Highness, why don't we go to the Hou Mansion of China?"

Xiao Yu was stunned for a moment, and looked back at Ming Lu, "In the middle of the night, what are you going to do in the Hou Mansion of China!" That expression was full of incredulity.

Minglu suddenly ...... In the middle of the night, do you still go less? Why do you look so rare and strange now!

"Look, you have something important to discuss with our princess. Minglu stopped his heart and said.

Xiao Yu glanced back at the drawing paper, he really wanted to tell Gu Yuqing about this matter, but he was not in a hurry at this time, kneeling in the past few days was already tiring enough, if he had to be disturbed even if he had to sleep peacefully at night, how could Gu Yuqing's body withstand it.

Tell it again tomorrow when you kneel, and it will be the same.

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