Her jet-black hair was tucked back in her head, revealing her smooth forehead. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoA pair of beautiful eyes are full of energy, and it is the bright sleeves.

"Here we are." Wuhua's voice was faint, as if she had foreseen the arrival of Ming Sleeve in advance, and saw her chin raised slightly. "Tribute."

Gong Yan nodded slightly and stepped out of the door.

"What happened in Kyonai?" Ming Sleeve took a sip of tea and took a sip before he said in a deep voice. "Last night, a fire broke out in the prison cell of Jingzhao Mansion and killed three jailers, two death row inmates, and injured 18 people. Huang Bi wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape from prison, but before he escaped from Beijing, he was arrested by Jingzhao Mansion. ”

Wuhua raised his eyes and gently hooked his lips. "You rushed to see me on this Jinyun Mountain early in the morning, for such a simple reason?"

Ming Sleeve looked into Wuhua's dark eyes, and couldn't help but sigh. "Sure enough, I can't hide it from my master."

"Last night, I got the news that the Huang family wanted to take advantage of the chaos to replace Huang Bi with a death row prisoner and send him out of Kyoto to avoid the limelight. It's just that I couldn't contact my son, so I asked Hongyi to take someone to guard outside Jingzhao Mansion without authorization, and I came to the fire together and spread the news to the Feng family. ”

Then Huang Bi almost escaped from Kyoto, but it was Hongyi who led someone to stop him. When Hongyi brought the situation under control, it was too late for the Feng family to arrive. After the news spread this morning, the emperor was furious and removed Huang Shangshu from his official position and exiled him to Qianzhou. Huang Bi asked at noon today. ”

"For such an unsuccessful son, the Huang family is finished." Ming Sleeve took a deep breath. "Last night, Mingsleeve made an advocacy without permission, and I came to ask Gongzi for guilt and begged Gongzi to punish him." After saying that, Ming Sleeve bent down and was about to kneel.

It's just that before it was implemented, he reached out to Wuhua to stop it. "This time, instead of doing nothing, you have made a great contribution. How I will punish you. ”

"The Huang family must have been forced to act like this time?" Wuhua's eyes darkened.

Seeing that Wuhua's words were straight to the point, Ming Sleeve took a shallow breath, "Sure enough, I can't hide it from my son." ”

"Yes." Wuhua frowned slightly, "Can you collect its evidence?" ”

Ming Sleeve replied in a deep voice. "Yes."

"That's very good." Wuhua smiled slightly, forcing the Huang family, even if it was arranged in many ways, it was inevitable that there would be flaws, she thought about it. "What is the movement of King Qi?"

Ming Sleeve shook his head. "No, I heard that His Royal Highness King Qi didn't say a word above the court."

This is expected by Wuhua, King Qi is just a little arrogant, and he has never been a stupid person. will not dislike the emperor for the sake of the Huang family, which has obviously fallen.

At this point, it has come to an end, and presumably the man will be quiet for a while. After all, he is on the cusp of the storm, forcing King Qi to a dead end, and he definitely has no good fruit to eat.

After a moment of silence, Wuhua asked again. "These are the only things that happened in Kyoto in the past two days?"

Ming Sleeve was stunned, carefully raised his head and thought for a moment, and finally nodded hesitantly.

Did the prince have other plans? Or do you think of your brotherly affection and don't plan to force King Qi to a dead end? Wuhua felt that the former was more likely to be, after all, according to what she knew about the prince's brother-in-law, he was by no means such an indecisive person.

Watching Wuhua ponder, Ming Sleeve thought about it and stood aside and said. "However, two days ago, the envoy of the Xia Kingdom has already returned."

"Your Majesty is sympathetic to Prince Xia, for fear that there will be no one to take care of him on the road. Let Mo Cumin go with him. ”

"Huh?" This Wuhua was surprised.

But if you think about it, you can figure out the joints. Three years ago, His Majesty wanted to admit Mo Cumin to the Tai Hospital, but he was rejected by Mo Cumin in the name of not being refined in his studies and not daring to make a mistake.

Now three years have passed, and some time ago, Mo Cumin was on this Jinyun Mountain for free medical treatment for the people.

His benevolent medical virtues are afraid that they have been introduced to the palace through the mouths of everyone. Your Majesty then moved his mind again.

This time, he was sent to travel with Prince Xia, just to give Mo Zenran a step. As long as Mo Ziran takes over this errand and comes back from Xia Kingdom, he will be able to enter the Tai Hospital logically.

Seeing the blossoming of things, there seemed to be a lot of thoughts in my heart. Ming Sleeve sat quietly on the side, looking at Wuhua's delicate side face.

The blue cotton clothes on Wuhua's body are simple in texture, and the needlework is only so-so, and even has no decoration on it, which is very simple. But it is difficult to hide her outstanding facial features and unique noble temperament. The appearance of sitting quietly with his eyes closed and contemplating is like a charming landscape. It's just that because she didn't get a good night's sleep last night, she couldn't help but be a little haggard, and her face was pale.

A faint smell of blood came to the tip of her nose, and her eyes were unconsciously enlarged, and she found that on Wuhua's left arm, there was a place where the blue was particularly deep. Ming Sleeve leaned forward, "Childe, your left arm?" ”

Wuhua ignored it, and Ming Sleeve continued to call a few more times, but she didn't get a response from Wuhua, so she hesitantly stretched out her hand. The heat coming from under his fingertips made Ming Sleeve startled.

"Childe, Childe?"

Before she could reach out and shake Wuhua awake, Wuhua's body fell backwards under Ming's surprised gaze. Fortunately, someone behind Wuhua quickly fished her into his arms, raised his eyes and saw Qiu Xuan's ordinary eyebrows.

Qiu Xuan reached out and picked up Wuhua horizontally and put it on the bed, and examined it carefully.

"Childe, is this injured?" Ming Sleeve stood behind Qiu Xuan, with an anxious look on his face, "Do you need to prepare something?" ”

"Quiet." Qiu Xuan glanced back at Ming Sleeve impatiently, took out a pure black dagger from his arms, and cut off Wuhua's left sleeve. After a moment of careful examination, he frowned.

Turning to Ming Sleeve, he asked. "Prepare the carriage quickly, and we'll go down the mountain at once."

The night breeze blowing slowly from the window hooks the light veil, and a Nanmu beauty couch is placed under the window.

The man reclining on the beauty couch, his eyes gloomy, leaned out of the window.

From her point of view, she saw two women and a man standing on a flower boat opposite.

As the sky grew darker and sunk, the boat was lit up with many lights, and it was as bright as day. So Wuhua could easily see the movements of a few people standing on the deck.

One of the women was distant, taciturn, and not very involved in the middle of a man and woman who were talking happily on the side, but stood alone like a wooden stake.

Ming Sleeve came in from the door, and saw Wuhua leaning on the beauty couch, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ming Sleeve held a medicine box in his hand and squatted on the edge of Wuhua. Wuhua didn't react and let her move.

Ming Sleeve carefully uncovered the gauze, ten days have passed, although Wuhua's wound has not bled again, it is still very red, there is no sign of scabbing at all, and the red one seems to be dripping bleeding at any time, which seems to be particularly shocking.

"It's been ten days, master, why hasn't your wound healed for a long time?" Ming Sleeve looked at the pure white porcelain bottle on the table, "Is it this medicine?" As he spoke, Mingsleeve's fingers gently applied medicine to Wuhua.

The stinging pain of the wound made Wuhua's brows furrow, and she shook her head when she noticed Ming's movements.

I knew in my heart that it was because I jumped into the hot spring in a hurry, which caused the wound to worsen. "It's just better to slow down, no problem."

Waiting for Ming Sleeve to give him good medicine, Wuhua got up from the beauty couch and looked in the direction of the flower boat.

It was dark, and they didn't have a light here, so even if the people over there looked at them, Wuhua wasn't afraid of what they would see.

Ming Sleeve stood beside Wuhua, very puzzled, and didn't quite understand why Wuhua could still be so calm. "What the hell did that man think, and why didn't he move?"

In the past ten days, that person has nothing else to do except take the two young ladies of the Lin family around every day to watch the scenery. On the grounds that Yunshu is pregnant, she will not be allowed to interfere in other things. Except for seeing Yunshu once on the first day, I haven't seen Yunshu again. ”

Ming Sleeve put away the gauze he had changed, "Gong Yan has sneaked in many times and tried to get close to her, but she was blocked back, thinking that someone was secretly protecting her." ”

Wuhua pondered for a moment and asked. "But there are a few people to find out."

Gong Yan was afraid of alarming the rest of the house, so he went alone, and the man was ruthless, as if he wanted to leave him behind. It's just that martial arts are almost the same as tribute, and no one can help anyone. ”

Wuhua nodded, thoughtfully, as if remembering something, she smiled softly. It's been ten days since he returned to Kyoto, but Qu Wuhua, who has replaced his identity, hasn't moved. It was inevitable that Ming Sleeve would be so puzzled, Wuhua shook his head. "Let Yunshu pay attention to them."

As they spoke, the flower boat had already turned around, as if it wanted to dock.

Wuhua sat down again, and in less than a moment, the hatch was pushed open suddenly, and Red Silk hurriedly walked in front of Wuhua, her face as pale as paper. "Master, Sister Yunshu, she,"

"How did you know I was here?"

Wuhua saw that the person who came was actually Red Silk, she couldn't help frowning, Red Silk is different from Green Wind, although it is usually not as stable as Yunshu, but it will never be so frizzy, what happened to rush in at this stall?

"Sister Yunshu asked me to come."

Wuhua frowned slightly, Yunshu has always known how to measure, and will never rashly let the red silk come. What the hell is going on?

"What the hell is going on?"

After Hongsi broke in, she stood in front of Wuhua, and didn't dare to look at Wuhua's obviously unhappy expression for a while, and said in a low voice. "Childe."

"Sister Yunshu, she."

"She had a miscarriage."

Hearing this, Wuhua's brows loosened and wrinkled a little. Yunshu had a miscarriage at this time, why didn't he say hello? Too hasty, right? "What?"

Red Silk bit her lip and turned pale. "Sister Yunshu is bleeding profusely."

"How so?" Red Silk will rashly come out of the Prime Minister's Mansion at this stall to ask for help, and the situation in Yunshu is definitely not much better. Wuhua was shocked in his heart, and he had a bad premonition.

"You go back to the house first." Wuhua instructed in a deep voice. "Don't give out any strange emotions."

Hongsi glanced at Wuhua, her half-red eyes slowly faded, and she whispered. "Yes."

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