In the past two years, the Joint Investigation Department has been sending personnel to secretly observe Jiang Xi, but Jiang Xi has nothing else except for some small tricks. Now he can only instigate a nine-year-old girl, and the means are not only inferior, but also powerless, and a person with a treasure in his hand will never act like this.

Liu Yun's judgment is very reasonable.

This Jiang Xi is not moving, and when she moves, she will show her clues, and now her move has exposed the weakness of her confidence. Where is the behavior of such an inner house woman? Since it has nothing to do with the treasure, Liu Yun endured her for two years, and now she doesn't need to endure it anymore.

What Jiang Ji did to the county lord of Yongyi back then, Liu Yun has always seen it, and she must have been deeply disgusted with it, but now that she sees that it is useless, she will naturally not keep her life anymore.

However, those two bottles of secret medicine still have to ask where they came from.

Thinking of this, He Jingbian immediately said in a deep voice: "The minister obeys the order." ”

Liu Yun nodded: "At this time tomorrow, I want to listen to your confession." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." He Jingbian touched the ground on one knee.

Liu Yun smiled at him, waved his hand again, and He Jingbian retreated.

Liu Yun stood by the door of the palace, still looking at the round of micro-moonrise, and the Chengming Hall was filled with a faint gentleness and tranquility.

"Your Majesty, it's late at night, do you want to rest?" Deng Chenghai's voice rang out, pulling Liu Yun's mind back.

He withdrew his gaze and turned his head to look at the depths of the main hall, where the flames of the glass lamps flickered, and his handsome face became expressionless in an instant.

"Who's going to sleep today?" Raising his hand and pinching his eyebrows, Liu Yun's voice was slightly tired.

"Your Majesty. Your Majesty has made no arrangements today. Deng Chenghai's waist was bent almost to the ground.

Liu Yun stared indifferently at the hanging curtain next to the hall, and waved his sleeves behind him for a while: "That's it, swing and go to Yongchang Palace." ”

"Yes." Deng Chenghai responded.

The flame in the lamp flickered, and then it was calm again. Just like the silent night outside this hall, there is a clear moonlight, and it is always thick as ink, so quiet that it cannot stir up a wave.

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As soon as the March festival passed, the weather gradually warmed up. The Qionghua forest in the Wenguo Mansion is now like snow and frost. The plain white flower bulbs are as complex as the knot of stars. Falling full of branches, a wind passes, you can be tired of half of the stream of broken jade.

Meng Mei has been in a good mood these days and held a small flower-viewing banquet in the house. I didn't invite outsiders. Only three or five friends and sisters in the family sit together. Look at the flowers and eat wine, but also leisurely.

It is said that both the Feng and Wu families were fortunate to be seated. Only Fu Jun was forgotten by Meng Mei.

The wind in March brings the fragrance of flowers, and there is a faint laughter in the distance, sweeping into the Linqing Pavilion with the wind.

"It's Joan." Fu Jun lazily snuggled in front of the window, looking at the occasional snow and frost in the wind, and stood on tiptoe to catch the petals.

"Mother, be careful." Qingwu reminded beside her, and one wall pushed the window drawer open by two points.

The windows are newly painted with vermilion lacquer, which is only half-dry, and it is not easy to clean the clothes if they are stained with clothes.

Fu Jun had already received a petal in his hand, and at this time, he spread out his palm, looked at the white and delicate piece in his palm, and asked with a chuckle: "Qingwu, look, is this Qionghua?" ”

Qingwu leaned over to her palm and glanced at it, but saw that the petals and palms were as white as snow, so that people couldn't tell the boundary, she stared at it for a while, nodded and smiled: "The maid looks like." ”

Qingman on the side was finally angry, threw away the needle and thread in his hand, and said angrily: "What Qiongfang banquet, it's really funny, who is rare." Catch Ming'er Niangniang also held a peach blossom banquet and plum blossom banquet, but she was not invited! ”

Seeing that her bun face was bulging again, still the same as when she was a child, Fu Jun couldn't help but laugh, and Shijiang shook his head and sighed: "You are also idle, you are all idle, where does Niangniang care about this?" ”

Lu Ping interjected rarely: "According to the maid, there is no good banquet." ”

The draft was set for the beginning of April, but Meng Mei was holding a flower banquet at this time, and Fu Jun didn't know what to say at this time.

A Wu evening, plus a bunch of three points of water from the Meng family, and a few girls of the right age to participate in the draft gathered together, as Lu Ping said, this small flower appreciation banquet is not just flowers, but I am afraid that there is something else.

Meng Mei is about ...... No, she must have deliberately just invited Fu Jun. Regardless of the origin of her inexplicable hostility, for Fu Jun, this is much better than inviting, and she really can't ask for it to avoid a potential right and wrong.

Sure enough, in the evening, Bai Shao reported a news, when the next flower banquet, Wu Wan somehow fell into the water, not in the stream of Yiqiongtai, but in the brocade in the front yard.

Fortunately, there are no masters in the house today, and there are no male guests in front of them, Rao is like this, Wu Wan's wet appearance was still seen by the visiting little girls, which was very indecent.

She was a weak and sick body, so cold and through the moisture, that night started a fever, a few days of illness turned sunk, it looked like it couldn't get better, the house invited a doctor to see, the diagnosis was a very serious cold, I am afraid that I need to nurse for more than a month to get better.

In this way, it is impossible for Wu Wan to participate in the draft.

Old Madam Pei didn't know about this out of nowhere, so she directly ordered the person to be moved out of the inner house, and said to Pei's family: "Now is the time when it is warm and cold, her illness is fierce, don't call it too sick, so only a few brothers in the house must take care of it first." ”

Hearing this, Pei Shi thought so. Wu Wan is just a relative who doesn't matter in the end, and where it is as important as her baby grandson, she has no choice. So, Wu Wan moved to a grange in the suburbs of Beijing overnight.

Meng Mei was not affected by this incident, and she has been nesting in the room to paint these days/days/, saying that she wants to paint all the people who participated in the flower banquet that day and make a "Ten Beautiful Pictures". As far as Fu Jun knows, Meng Mei studied under a famous painter, especially good at pavilions and pavilions, and her painting Fu Jun was also fortunate to watch, it is indeed quite a level, although the charm is slightly lacking, but the skills are quite familiar.

The Wenguo Mansion has always pampered its daughters, so Mrs. Pei didn't have too much harsh criticism of Meng Mei, but Pei and Wu were not so lucky, and they were reprimanded by Mrs. Pei.

Meng Mei acted casually, but he didn't have the slightest success, fortunately it was his relatives who were injured this time, if the girl from Beppu was injured in the mansion, the Wenguo Mansion would have to bear a right and wrong. Pei's upbringing of this daughter is very problematic, and Mrs. Pei wants to ask her.

As for the Wu family, it was because she did not leave the banquet early like the Feng family, but participated in the whole banquet from beginning to end, but as an elder, she could not arrange the guests well, which caused Wu to fall into the water and fall ill, and the Wu family could not escape the blame, so she was also punished.

However, the Wu family is also a person with sons and daughters, and this punishment is very vague, and Mrs. Pei ordered her to go to the ancestral hall to copy the scriptures for three days, which can be regarded as a slight punishment. (To be continued.) )