Chen Jingxuan and others were naturally unconvinced:

"The prince is the bloodline of the Son of Heaven, his status is noble, he is thousands of miles away, and he lacks skills, how can he kill Ling Shaoxu? What's more, just a concubine, how can it be worth the prince to send someone to assassinate him with great fanfare? ”

Zhang She, a member of the Zhongshu House, said: "Previously, Ling Shaoxu's wife, Sun, also died under the care of King Qin. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Everyone was arguing, and when Huang Yixing came in, he had already added a few trips of tea.

Outside, the rain was heavier, and the wind was blowing as if it was about to lift off the roof.

After discussing for a night, he still couldn't come up with a charter, and Emperor Jia'an put the matter aside for the time being.

When they came out of the Zichen Palace, the two parties did not have a good face with each other.

The rain in the early morning was very cold, and after a night of wind and rain last night, many branches in the palace were blown off by the wind, and the palace people and attendants were hurriedly cleaning.

The rain was much lighter, and Li Fulin was blown by the wind and rain, and he took a deep breath, feeling that the whole person was a lot more sober.

He didn't sleep all night, but he looked energetic, not tired at all, and invited Chen Jingxuan and others to the mansion as guests.

Fu Minghua didn't sleep very well this night, she wasn't worried about the future of the palace, last night after Emperor Jia'an sent a cavalry army to guard the palace, she vaguely guessed Emperor Jia'an's intentions.

She was worried about Biyun.

She once again dreamed that the 'Biyun in her dreams' was resolutely going to Jiangzhou for the marriage of another 'Fu Minghua', but before she left Luoyang, she was arrested and sent to the government on the charge of running slaves.

At that time, 'Fu Minghua' was helpless, even if he knew that 'Biyun' was not a fugitive slave, but he couldn't do anything about that result.

When 'Biyun' was sent back, he was already breathing, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

Fu Minghua's breathing gradually became short, and large beads of sweat leached out of the corners of her forehead, and someone seemed to have been calling her, shaking her hand, and said one by one: "Princess, princess......"

"Whew......" She opened her eyes suddenly, and her palm suddenly wanted to clench, but she held a soft hand.

Bilan knelt on the foot of the bed, holding one hand in her hand, while wiping the sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief.

Fu Minghua shook her hand when she woke up, and she was still asking gently, "Are you better?" ”

"Where's Biyun?"

Fu Minghua took a breath, held his stomach, and struggled to get up.

It was still dark outside, the rain had not stopped all night, the room was lit with dim lights, the curtains were half-hidden, the bed was stuffy and hot, Luo Ji was soaked with sweat all over her body, and it was tightly stuffed on her body, which made her very uncomfortable.

Bilan helped her up, took a soft cushion and put it behind her waist, and handed it to her lips while leaning sideways to bring the warm water that had been prepared by the bedside a long time ago.

Fu Minghua took it, looked down at the water, and asked again:

"What time is it?"

"It's still early, you can rest for a while, Sister Biyun will find it soon." Bilan comforted her and looked at her with some concern.

She saw a green shadow in her eyes, and Fu Minghua was haunted by dreams all night last night, and she didn't sleep well.

"No need." Fu Minghua shook her head, closed her eyes and waited for the dizzy feeling to fade, and let Bilan take a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on her head, at this moment her expression was quiet and weak, her skin was like delicate white porcelain, and there was no blood.

After calming down for a while, Fu Minghua took a glass of water and touched his lips, and ordered: "Let people go to Dali Temple and the Criminal Department to ask." ”

She took a sip of water, "I should have been caught by the people of the Right God Wuwei, Jin Wuwei or Xiaowei." ”

When Biyun went out last night, it was already early.

Although there are those words that Fu Minghua taught her, since Rong Tuying dares to move that bold mind, naturally his subordinates are not afraid of offending themselves as a princess of Qin.

Rong Tuying's big thing has not been completed, and he still has to cover the fig leaf.

Therefore, even if these people do something that is not fatal, but at this time, in order not to fall into the hands of others, they must send the arrested people to Dali Temple and the Criminal Department.

She drank the water in the cup and returned to her usual calm appearance: "Call someone to come in and serve me to wash." ”

The belly was heavy, as if the child in the womb also knew that she had something in her heart, and did not make a fuss.

When she came out after washing, Fu Minghua felt much better, Zi Yan had been waiting outside for a while, and when she heard the sound in the room, Zi Yan stepped forward and took a handkerchief to dry her wet hair, pursed the corners of her mouth, and whispered in her ear:

"Niangniang, Biyun has found it."

She hadn't slept all night, her eyes were red, her tone was a little shaky, and the corners of her mouth were pursed, which really didn't look like her reaction after finding someone.

It stands to reason that the person who Zi Yan has been looking for all night should be happy when she finds it at this time, but at this time her expression is uneasy.

Fu Minghua thought of the dream he had last night, closed his eyes, and asked astringently for a while:

"Where?"

"In the hands of the squire of the Criminal Department, Wei Pinyan."

Bilan, who was coming in with a snack, heard this, and the glass cup in her hand did not hold it steady, and slipped down, she reacted in time and quickly held it with both hands, but the dim sum in the cup slipped out and spilled all over the ground.

Wei Pinyan, the waiter of the Criminal Department, was in charge of the criminal law, and during the period, he was imprisoned, and Biyun fell into the hands of Wei Pinyan, which shows that people are still alive and have suffered a lot.

Fu Minghua's mind came up with the dead face of Biyun in his dream, and his hands were clenched into fists: "What about Biyun people?" ”

"Mother's ......"

Zi Qian's eyes were red, and he held back tears and said: "According to your instructions, the slave borrowed thirty cavalry from General Zhu to rush to the Criminal Department, but the people in the Criminal Department refused to release them, saying that after the curfew last night, Biyun and others were still running outside, and now it is an eventful autumn, and I am afraid that there will be details, so I will not release people until I find out what is going on." ”

At the mention of this, Zi Qian's face showed hatred.

Before Fu Minghua mentioned something, the people of Qin Wangfu rushed to Dali Temple first, but the people of Dali Temple dragged their feet, and in the face of the people from Qin Wangfu, they didn't dare to be inconsiderate at all, but when they asked Biyun and others, they played an official tone, and each pushed three and four times, until Zi Yan raised Fu Minghua's name, and then checked, saying that Biyun was not in Dali Temple.

When I rushed to the criminal department again, for the sake of the Qin Wangfu, he said that he had arrested a few people with strange whereabouts last night, but no matter what Zi Yan said, he just refused to let them go.

Forced to be helpless, Zi Yan had no choice but to come back first.

In a place like the Criminal Department, after Biyun entered, he would shed his skin even if he didn't die. (To be continued.) )