"I was also surprised. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info it's not good to check the truth or falsehood, so I don't dare to talk nonsense. Sanniang sat next to Zhuo Yijia and replied.

Zhuo Yijia didn't speak, and the room became quiet again. She tilted her head, thinking about the details of what Sanniang said. Suddenly, he turned his head to look at Sanniang: "Where did you hear this news?"

"We have installed some people in the palace, although there are not many, but most of them are old people in the palace. One of them is the personal grandmother who has served Concubine Lan all the year round, and this news was handed over by her. Chen Sanniang looked at Zhuo Yijia and replied.

"It's her personal mother......" Zhuo Yijia muttered quietly.

"Yes, it was one of the two grandmothers sent by the palace when she was still in the Zhuo family to be married, and her name was Bai Qinting. Sanniang on the side explained.

"You mean Mama Bai?" Zhuo Yijia turned her head and raised her eyebrows to look at Sanniang.

Of course she remembered Mama Bai, when Concubine Lan was still in the Zhuo family, there were only two Mama sent by the palace to teach Xi, one Mama Huang and one Mama Bai.

"Exactly. Sanniang nodded.

"If it's Mama Bai, ...... this" Zhuo Yijia's face was a little calm, and even his voice became a little deep: "It's worth thinking about it." ”

She had seen Mama Bai a few times in Zhuo Yihan's courtyard back then, and after seeing her calm and capable appearance, she looked like an old Jianghu in the palace. So later, after Concubine Lan entered the palace, she still kept her and Mama Huang by her side, one in charge of external affairs and the other in charge of internal affairs. If she had said it, it would have been unfounded.

Moreover, after all, this is the person personally installed by Sanniang, if the ability is not there, maybe Sanniang will not be useful.

"I also thought that this grandmother was an old man in the palace, if she said it herself, even if there was no evidence, at least it would not be chasing after the wind. Chen Sanniang was beside her, and added in a somewhat light tone.

Zhuo Yijia listened, and forcibly pressed the disbelief in his heart, nodded, and seriously thought about this possibility.

Thinking about it carefully, his brows frowned deeper and deeper. Think about it again...... It's still impossible.

Zhuo Yijia shook his head and rubbed his head: "Thinking about it, I still think it's impossible." ”

Chen Sanniang sat on the side, looking at Zhuo Yijia next to her with a tangled face. Leaned forward, and said in a low voice: "My subordinates heard from Mama Bai that after the miscarriage, Concubine Lan has not slept for almost a year. ”

Zhuo Yijia pressed the hand on her head, she slowly opened her eyes and looked at Sanniang: "Is she not going to sleep, or did the emperor not summon her?"

"She's not on her own. Listening to Mama Bai, several times, Emperor Ming Xian turned over her brand, but she resigned, and she didn't even bother to say a reason. Sanniang looked at Zhuo Yijia and replied in a low voice.

Zhuo Yijia listened to Sanniang's words, and slowly put down the hand that pressed her head. The eyes that looked at the window narrowed, and the light in their eyes flashed.

"If that's the case, it's not impossible for Mama Bai to say. ”

She knows Zhuo Yihan's character too well. It's too similar to her last life. On his face, he looks dignified and virtuous, but he is proud in his bones, and he is arrogant. There is no room for sand in the emotion.

Regardless of whether Concubine Lan loves the emperor or not, if she concludes that her husband killed her own child, she will probably never forgive her second uncle in her life.

In this way, it is reasonable for temperament to change drastically. is in the deep palace, the only person around her who can be relied on is like this, and her life is all despair. In fact, there is also the Zhuo family that she relies on, as well as her own father and eldest brother, who can keep her harem carefree and peaceful.

But when she encounters this kind of thing, if she is struck by lightning, it is hopeless, and when she thinks about it, I am afraid it will take a few years. In the previous life, she was like this.

Zhuo Yijia leaned back, and his right hand on the table gently tapped on the table: "Although I really can't think of the reason why that person did this, if it is true, Concubine Lan may not be unswervingly a person in the palace." ”

"Is the master still ready to start with Concubine Lan and open the mouth of the Zhuo family?" asked Chen Sanniang on the side.

"If it's true, why not?" Zhuo Yijia pursed his lips and withdrew his hand on the table: "If it's true, I'll take a gamble." ”

"Bet on what?"

Zhuo Yijia stretched out his hand, took off the mask on his face, and hooked the corners of his lips, but he didn't smile. She put the mask on the table, gave birth to a thin calloused but still slender index finger, tapped the snow-white mask, the vermilion wrapped around the branches in the corners of her eyes, and said softly, "Just block it." ”

It also gets deeper and deeper, and the rich black envelops everything. The Zhuo family, which was originally brightly lit, also extinguished the lanterns under the banquet.

Zhuo Yirou, the second daughter of the Zhuo family, who returned from attending the dinner, also left Zhuo Mansion in the carriage of the Sun family. The Sun Mansion across the street will not be long enough.

Zhuo Yirou got out of the carriage with the help of her personal maid Qin'er and walked towards Sun's house.

In the Sun family's house, Zhuo Yirou walked into the house, she was supported by Qin'er with one hand, and supported her stomach with the other, and walked to the small study in the house.

Sun Yunzhou buried his head in the study and looked at the bamboo scroll in his hand. Hearing the voice, he turned his head to look at Zhuo Yijia, who walked into the house.

"How is Zhuo's Mansion over there?" Sun Yunzhou asked as he put down the bamboo scroll in his hand.

"Mother, on the other hand, said she would help figure it out. Zhuo Yirou said, walking towards Sun Yunzhou.

She walked up to Sun Yunzhou, looked at him and smiled gently: "Xianggong is tired, I'll help you press it." As he spoke, he stretched out his soft hair to press Sun Yunzhou's forehead.

Sun Yunzhou tilted his head to the side, avoiding Zhuo Yirou's hand, and frowned: "What did your third sister say?"

"Third sister?" Zhuo Yirou looked at Sun Yunzhou, her eyes condensed: "What else can she do, I said." She just said something like 'don't worry, it'll always get better' nonsense. Hmph~" After saying that, Zhuo Yirou sneered.

"Xianggong, don't talk about these tedious things, it ruins our mood. Zhuo Yirou walked to the chair next to Sun Yunzhou and sat down, holding her stomach with one hand, and taking Sun Yunzhou's hand on the table with the other, and sticking it to her stomach: "Your child you touched, he kicked me again today." ”