With Song Mi'er's question, Yuan Wanyou's determination quietly disappeared, but his suspicion slowly rose: "Mi'er, do you still suspect that it is Your Majesty?" ”

Song Mi'er shook his head, "If it was really Your Majesty, would he have done so much trouble, so obviously?" However, one thing I can be sure of is that the name of Liu Huaiqing was written by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and His Majesty must be clear. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"What do you mean ......?"

Song Mier's eyes were unpredictable, but he didn't continue the topic, "Let's not talk about this for the time being, I have another discovery." ”

"And one more?!" Yuan Wanyou was already one head and two years old, and when he heard Song Mier say this, he felt that he couldn't breathe.

Song Mier turned to chuckle: "This one is even more interesting." ”

Yuan Wanyou held her breath and condensed, only to hear Song Mier ask: "Sister Yuan, let me ask you, what do you think, Duan Zhaoyi and Duan Miao?" ”

"Duan Miao?" Yuan Wanyou frowned, "What's wrong with her?" Could it be that she was also assassinated by someone? I've been looking at her for the past few days, and I've been looking at her for the past few days, or have I been visiting you these days? What's wrong? ”

"That's not true, you just tell me, but with what you see, what do you think of her as a person?"

Yuan Wanyou tilted her head, "This question is so strange. But she still replied, "Duan Miao, if you want me to say, but she doesn't have any sense of existence, how to say it, that is, you know where she is and who she is, but you just won't pay too much attention to her." Let's say she's ordinary, in fact, it seems that her appearance and temperament are not bad, better than most of the people in the palace, but no matter where she is, it will definitely not be her who notices at first. ”

Song Mier curled the corners of her mouth and asked Yuan Wanyou rhetorically: "If this is the case, she has no sense of existence over there, why has she been in the palace for so long, not only has she not been neglected, but has always maintained His Majesty's favor?" ”

Yuan Wanyou squeezed out a dry smile: "That's because-" Because of what, she couldn't say it, but she was roaring in her heart: Mil asked this, could it be jealousy?! Your Majesty, Your Majesty, can't you spoil the queen alone? What's the matter with some short Zhaoyi flowing out, and you still want me to clean up the mess for you!

Yuan Wanyou's thoughts in her heart were not fully revealed, and she heard Song Mier ask: "If she is deliberately low-key, or she has never had any sense of existence by nature, then why do the people on Liu Shuxing's side seem to have a good relationship with her, but we can also get along with her?" This kind of ability is completely inconsistent with her low-key personality! ”

Yuan Wanyou became serious at this time, "Mier, you say this, it's really very strange. You don't say I haven't noticed the problem, yes, why? Yuan Wanyou raised her hand and touched her chin, "It's really strange, but maybe this is the way people do things?" In the harem, in order to save his life, there are millions of ways to survive, not only to keep a low profile and not cause trouble, but also to please both sides without offending and maintain his own survival, which is not incomprehensible. Does this have anything to do with what we're talking about today? ”

Song Mier turned around and took out two sheets of paper from the bookcase with his left hand and handed them to Yuan Wanyou: "You come and see this." ”

Yuan Wanyou took the white paper that was almost full of black letters, looked down carefully, and the more he looked at his expression, the more cautious and confused he became: "...... is this?" ”

"This is an excerpt from a dossier." Song Mier walked to Yuan Wanyou's side as he spoke, raised his hand and clicked a few places on the paper: "Sister Yuan, don't you think it's strange, you look at the list above, but whenever something happens, our low-key short Zhaoyi will definitely participate in it, but he can get out cleanly, even the matter of the noble concubine, we still feel that we have wronged others, so we feel guilty." You see, the distant Rougui Concubine's miscarriage, the near Wu Gu, and Mei Yurong's affairs are more or less all of her shadows, but they have nothing to do with her, but how can everything be so coincidental, what is good and bad, all of them bump into her? ”

Yuan Wanyou frowned and dotted on the paper: "And Mir, you see, the day she got up was almost at the same time as Mei Yurong, but Mei Yurong just died, but she is still alive and well, and she is alive and well than before." Could it be that Mei Yurong's death is still related to Duan Zhaoyi's desire to compete for favor? As a result, she happened to crash into the witch's trap by mistake, but if this was the case, how could she escape with her whole body? Could it be that this witch case is also related to her? But it's not like it......"

Yuan Wanyou guessed the beginning, but guessed the process.

Yuan Wan lobbied, and remembered one more thing: "Mier, how could these things be recorded in the file of the Internal Affairs Office?" Does the Ministry of Internal Affairs still care where we do what we do on weekdays? Even if the facts of the case are recorded, it is impossible to record the expressions and actions of the people present in such detail, right? ”

"This dossier is not from the Internal Affairs Office, I asked Lu Xun to go to the secret guard to get it."

I can't talk much about this topic, so Song Mier will explain it in one sentence.

Fortunately, Yuan Wanyou is also a smart person, and when he heard this, he only nodded, and didn't ask any more questions, but casually changed the topic: "So, Lu Xun's injury has healed?" That kid is honest, but he didn't protect the Lord well this time, so he didn't punish him more? ”

Yuan Wanyou smiled so badly that she was afraid that she wanted to see Lu Xun's jokes, Song Mier followed her words and took a few words, and the topic returned to Duan Miao.

Yuan Wanyou's expression also had a rare solemnity, and she hesitated: "Mier, I remember, you toured the south at the beginning of the year...... Duan Miao seems to have followed? Then she seemed to be unable to follow her out, and she escaped...... You say, "Is there something here......?" It can't really be that coincidental, right? ”

Yuan Wanyou's speculation actually startled Song Mier, "No, Duan Miao's family background is ordinary, what can he use to buy the killer?" How could such a game be laid out with one hand? But...... As Sister Yuan said, her timing is too coincidental......"

"Moreover, I think that the matter of the Southern Tour must not be simple, and it is not something that Duan Miao can manipulate alone," Song Mier continued, "Those people's methods are not a simple harem dispute that can be overcome, the plan behind it is not small, if it is really Duan Miao, she can't finish it alone, who will be the person behind it?" ”

Yuan Wanyou clenched his fist with one hand and pounded it in the palm of his other hand: "Could it be Liu Shuxing?!" If it were her, it would make sense! But what about the reason...... Yuan Wanyou frowned, "Mi'er, whether it's Liu Shuxing or Duan Miao, right now, what should we do next?" ”

Song Mier was also shocked by Yuan Wanyou's speculation, "If it is really them, we have no actual evidence at the moment, so we can only rely on our speculation and peel off the cocoon step by step." Revenge, don't be in a hurry, Sister Yuan, you have to believe that as long as there is a plan, there will definitely be action, and as long as there is action, it will definitely be exposed. ”

After speaking, Song Mier finally pursed his lips and smiled, "It's still a long time, it's not certain who will kill the deer, let's take a look!" ”

"I've been talking for so long, Sister Yuan, but I'm tired, why don't we go out for a walk?"

Since Song Mi'er was injured, she has been resting in bed all day, and it is easy to get out of bed and move, but she began to lie in the study again, today's weather is just right, seeing that Song Mier finally has a plan to go out for a walk, and Yuan Wanyou has long been dizzy by today's reasoning, so she is naturally busy nodding, "This is a good idea." But she was also a little worried, "Can your body still withstand it?" Although the sun is not big today, but after all, it is the weather of late summer, I heard Yu Lan say, you can't work hard, you can't think too much, you can't move too much to involve the wound, and you can't hold on to your spirit. Yuan Wanyou looked concerned.

"Don't worry, Sister Yuan, I'm measured. It's not like I've been writing and painting for a long time, so I went out for a walk. ”

Song Mier wore regular clothes, and the two of them didn't think about going anywhere else, so as not to be disappointed by outsiders, it was past dinner time, and it was the time when the palace masters were ready to rest, and the two of them came out at this time, but they were also clean. Especially near Xuande Palace, the palace people saw that Song Mier and Yuan Wanyou were far away, and the two of them were even more comfortable.

Although it was the end of summer, the day was long, even if it was already past dinner time, the sky was slightly bright, Yuan Wanyou took Song Mier's hand with great interest, and looked up at the sky: "Today, it's strange, I still thought that it would be like usual, there will be a sunset, but there is nothing today, and I don't know if there will be stars at night." ”

Song Mier also raised his eyes and looked at the sky: "Looking at the situation, I'm afraid that not only will there be no stars later, but there will also be a heavy rainstorm." ”

"Heavy rain?!" Yuan Wanyou naturally didn't believe it, "I probably believe that there are no stars, but a heavy rainstorm?" She snorted twice, "Why doesn't it look like it?" ”

As soon as Yuan Wanyou's words fell, a gust of wind blew violently, blowing so that Yuan Wanyou's eyes couldn't open, and as soon as she raised her eyes, she saw a large dark cloud in the sky, which was moving rapidly with the trajectory of the wind.

Yuan Wanyou was dumbfounded: "This ・・・・・・ this ・・・・・・ Mi'er, you are too godly・・・・・・!" ”

Song Mier chuckled: "It's not my god, it's obvious that it's obvious." Besides, on a summer night, isn't it normal to rain, and it's good to sleep in the heavy rain. ”

"But," Yuan Wanyou still looked at the sky that had immediately darkened, "It's been good some time ago, how can you say that it rains raining?" ”

The two had to turn back, came out of the path in the back garden, and were stepping on the avenue, not far from the end of the avenue, which was the Xuande Palace.