These sincere and firm efforts alone are enough to make Cheng Huan forgive him regardless of the past in the years to come.

The pure jade hand also obediently hooked Ouyang Gurong's neck, and Cheng Huan took the initiative to respond to Ouyang Gurong's light kiss at a glance.

All of a sudden, the beautiful spring light poured all over the ground.

The days passed in this way, in Chenghuan's quiet cultivation.

Because of the ablation of bone and blood that night, the energy in Cheng Huan's body has been greatly replenished, and the true yuan power can already be used in small amounts.

Therefore, when his limbs no longer felt weak, Cheng Huan changed into a strong suit and went out of the house under the cover of night.

Cheng Huan didn't expect that not long after he left the house, he quietly followed another figure behind him.

Helplessly paused, Cheng Huan knew that the person behind him was either Long or Su Muyi, and now these two people in the house had to protect her every day.

Immediately stopped the figure that he was about to jump onto the palace wall, Cheng Huan quickly turned around, and sure enough, the person who followed closely behind him was also planning to jump onto the palace wall from the other side.

Looking at the indigo figure with a smile, Cheng Huan hugged his arms and stood in place for a long time.

"Why did you follow me silently?" Seeing that Su Mu also stabilized his body and slowly walked towards him, Cheng Huan asked in a low voice with secret language.

"Ouyang Gurong won't allow you to leave the mansion for half a step, so I naturally have to pretend not to know." Su Muyi also replied with a light smile and a move of his lips.

Hearing Su Mu say the same, the smile on Cheng Huan's face became thicker.

In fact, everyone knows everything about her actions, but when they saw that Chenghuan was safe and sound, they all turned a blind eye.

If it weren't for Ouyang Gurong's permission tonight, Cheng Huan probably wouldn't be able to leave the mansion so smoothly.

"Now that we're out, let's go explore the secrets together." After a while, Cheng Huan put away the hand he was holding, smiled lightly and said with a smile on his lips.

Since Su Muyi has already followed, he must have said that there is no reason to go back.

What's more, the terrain in the palace, Su Muyi is also more familiar with it, and having him as a guide should save a lot of energy.

As he spoke, Cheng Huan had already gone to the west side of the main hall of Emperor Xuan of the Ming Dynasty.

In the past few days of her illness, Emperor Ming Xuan's body has been carefully cared for by Su Muyi, and Liu Shuwen has sent back the news that the antidote has been completed, so Cheng Huan is not very worried.

Now Cheng Huan is concerned about the woman behind Emperor Xuan of the Ming Dynasty, the favored Concubine Yi who secretly manipulated all these incidents.

Walked lightly to the eaves of the Zhongcui Palace, but I didn't expect that this palace that gathers the essence and essence is still a luxurious appearance.

"Chenghuan, look." Cheng Huan was about to fly towards the main hall, but Su Muyi grabbed her and pointed to a palace lady who was looking left and right into the hall.

If it was just a mere palace in the Zhongcui Palace, Su Mu would naturally not care.

Cheng Huan looked at Su Muyi's fingertips, and that touch of blue figure was the little palace lady who was guarding outside her palace every day-Qiao'er.

For a while, Cheng Huan had to secretly blame herself for her negligence, but she made a fatal mistake by not checking the bottom line of this personal maid.

At this time, Cheng Huan realized that the poison in her body was not taken in front of Emperor Ming Xuan's bed.

Qiao'er is Cheng Huan's personal maid, Cheng Huan's hair bun is often combed by her skillful hands, and the gold and jade hair ornaments also have to go through Qiao'er's hands.

If you want to quench poison between those hair accessories, it should be a trivial matter for Qiao'er.

Slightly tightening his pink fist, Cheng Huan calmly stood between the cornices and watched Qiao'er walk into Concubine Yi's dormitory.

If it weren't for coming here every day to receive orders, even if Qiao'er had served here, she might not have been able to find the main dormitory so easily.

When Qiao'er entered the dormitory, Cheng Huan and Su Muyi also quietly jumped onto the roof.

Before entering Zhong Cui Palace, Su Mu had already analyzed the defensive situation in Zhong Cui Palace for Cheng Huan.

Very few people know that Concubine Yi is only a favored imperial concubine, but the guards in the palace are the most strict in the imperial city, and even the main hall of Emperor Ming Xuan cannot reach it.

But anyone who tries to do something unfavorable in the palace of Concubine Yi will end up extremely terrible, and it is not like torture from the palace.

Therefore, now Cheng Huan and Su Mu do not dare to enter the palace even if they fly the eaves and walk on the wall in the Zhongcui Palace.

One is to avoid unnecessary trouble, and the other is to be reluctant to startle the snake at this time.

Concubine Yi can install so many guards, and the strength behind her will naturally not let go of some breezes.

Carefully uncovered the tiles, and the conversation between Concubine Yi and Qiao'er flowed into Chenghuan's ears.

"That crown princess, how is she recovering now?" Concubine Yi asked lazily leaning on the beauty couch.

"After a period of recuperation, there has been a great improvement. Because she was bedridden, the slaves and maids couldn't get close to her these days. Qiao'er knelt on the ground and replied respectfully, her voice was less cautious about Chenghuan in the past, and a little more indifferent and resolute.

"It's just a small punishment, who told her to work with us, but to get close to the old immortal." Concubine Yi's voice was still lazy, but there was a sudden burst of murderous intent in her tone.

Cheng Huan listened to all this quietly, but the inky black color in a pair of ink-splashed pupils became deeper and deeper.

In Concubine Yi's heart, what kind of hatred is buried, and she can't wait for Emperor Ming Xuan's life.

If it was only because of the exile of the three princes, with the grace that Concubine Yi still had, it should not be difficult to pardon the exile of the three princes.

"What have been the recent movements of the Seven Princes?" After a while, Concubine Yi suddenly changed her words and asked.

Qiao'er knelt on the ground respectfully and replied seriously: "The Seventh Prince has not been summoned by the emperor recently, and he has stayed in the mansion all day to accompany the emperor's eldest grandson to practice martial arts. ”

Hearing this, Cheng Huan couldn't help but look sideways at Su Muyi beside him.

Tianjun went into the palace to accompany the queen after lunch every day, and Su Mu also attacked at the same time to check on Emperor Ming Xuan's condition.

Since he said this, it proves that Qiao'er deliberately concealed it for Su Muye.

Thinking about it, there should be some other far-reaching feelings mixed in.

"Since the crown princess has been recuperating in the mansion safely, you should not make any more moves, so as not to expose your identity." Hearing Qiao'er's response, Concubine Yi seemed to be very satisfied, and after a few words of advice, she signaled Qiao'er to retreat.

Listening to Qiao'er's footsteps disappearing at the end of the palace, Cheng Huan was not in a hurry to leave.

According to Concubine Yi's strategy, she should never be so gullible to believe the words of the maid who serves Chenghuan every day in the Shangqing Dynasty.

Sure enough, not long after Qiao'er left, a black figure jumped in front of Concubine Yi from the void.

"How much is what Fang Qiao'er said?" Concubine Yi still maintained a lazy posture and asked.

"The crown princess is indeed sick and recuperating every day, but the seventh prince sent the eldest son to the Chengqian Palace after lunch every day, and then disappeared." A deep male voice replied one by one.

"It seems that that little hoof still has some affection for the Seventh Prince after all, take a good look at her for me, and you know what to do if necessary." All of a sudden, Concubine Yi's affectionate eyes shot out two sharp rays of light.

Hearing this, Cheng Huan quietly covered the tiles and flew towards the main hall of Emperor Ming Xuan.

Cheng Huan didn't expect that there would be such a powerful eyeliner in Concubine Yi's palace, and even the movements of the entire Shangqing Juzhong people were clearly concerned.

"Do you know what the other party is about?" Staying away from the range of Zhong Cui Palace, Cheng Huan asked Su Muyi with secret language techniques.

If it was just a concubine in the palace, it would be impossible to manipulate such a powerful force.

"I guess it's a foreigner." After half a ring, Su Muyi gently replied a few words.

Although the voice in the secret language technique was small, the few words flowing into Cheng Huan's ears were extremely shocking.

If it is a foreigner, Concubine Yi has been flying in the palace for so many years, and she has accumulated a lot of power.

At this time, if there is a situation of forcing the palace, I am afraid that the entire Yun clan will be in danger.

When Cheng Huan and Su Muyi lived on Huang Island, the sky had already shown a bright appearance.

Quietly returned to the bedroom, but Ouyang Gurong didn't know when he got up, and was sitting on the footstool and reading at night.

"I went to the palace with Mu Yi, and first extinguished the candle flame to listen to me." Seeing that Ouyang Gurong was about to get up, Cheng Huanyu extinguished the flickering candle flame with a flick of his hand, and said lightly with secret language.

Seeing Cheng Huan's non-joking expression, the grim look on Ouyang Gurong's face also eased a little, and he sat face to face with Cheng Huan in the dark.

"How much do you know about the origin of Concubine Yi?" Cheng Huan asked with his lips moving.

"When my father was still in the palace, Concubine Yi was already my father's favorite concubine, and I only heard others mention it slightly, saying that Concubine Yi was not from my clan." Ouyang Gurong also replied seriously.

"Presumably during the time when I was sick, Mu Yi also told you a little about my father's situation, and this matter has a lot to do with Imperial Concubine Yi." After a pause, Cheng Huan said solemnly to Ouyang Gurong.

Sitting in the dark, Ouyang Gurong's narrow black eyes narrowed slightly.

In the past few days when he has been focusing on the government affairs of the previous dynasty, he has already discovered that the officials of the two factions of the former dynasty are faintly merging into one.

Even the old ministers who soberly defended their own opinions, in such a situation, they had no choice but to maintain a silent posture.