"Hui Niangniang, brought it." Liu kowtowed and handed over the clothes he was carrying.

"Which one is the eldest lady and which one is the second miss?" Rosewood asked her.

For Hua Xiyan's mother and son, the Liu family wished they died in the catastrophe, and they were all gone. But I don't know where Jin Suqing got the news, and Hua Xiyan is not the only one who knows that Lu Dao is missing. It may have been leaked by Hua Zhengke or Aunt Chen. Thinking of the itchy teeth, Liu pretended to have a loving face of his stepmother, and said: "This blue one is my family's Xiyan, and the red one is my family's Shu'er's, and I ask my mother to be gracious." ”

Zi Sandalwood took the clothes and asked Liu to get up and go back to wait for news. The Liu family didn't dare to stay for a long time, and the willingness of the mother to help was grateful to Dade.

After sending Liu away, Zi Tan closed the door and sent two pieces of clothing to Jin Suqing.

Jin Suqing beckoned, and an old woman standing behind her walked out.

"Mother." The old woman in the guaster uniform bowed and said.

"Find out where the two of them are."

"Yes, sissy."

The old woman walked to the front, faced Jin Suqing, knelt down on her knees, knocked her head three times, and read: The ancestor of Xizhen sheltered Empress Xizhen for divination and hexagrams. Rosewood then spread Hua Xiyan's blue shirt in front of the old woman and carried out divination. The old woman respectfully held the turtle shell used for divination with both hands, recited incantation-like words, placed it on Hua Xiyan's blue clothes, held the turtle shell with her left hand, and swiped some gestures and patterns in the air with her right hand, while constantly chanting words in her mouth.

Jin Suqing narrowed her bewitching eyes, watching the surface of the cyan turtle shell slowly emit golden light and shadow, diverging along the old veins of the turtle shell to the blue clothes, and then following the traces left by the owner on the blue clothes, outlining a pattern like leaf veins.

If you look closely, you can make out that under the emerging veins, the shadow of the dragon is hidden.

At this time, the old woman was already sweating profusely, as if she had exhausted all her strength, causing her body to tremble aggressively and hoarsely: "Niangniang, this person is in the territory of the dragon's country, the territory of the Tanglin country. No matter how careful it is, I'm afraid the old slave can't, can't get out of it with his whole body-"

Hearing this, Jin Suqing waved out one of his cuffs, and shot out a needle-like gold stream, which hit the center of the turtle shell, snapped, and instantly the turtle shell was shattered, and at the same time, the frenulum of divination was broken. The old woman was shocked by something, and was forced to take a few steps back. Rosewood hurriedly stepped forward and helped the old woman withstand the impact from behind.

The old woman stabilized her body, but her clothes seemed to be fished out of the water, her face was embarrassed, and she kowtowed to her master: "Niangniang, it is the old slave who is not skilled." ”

"Alright." Jin Suqing's faint words could not hide a trace of anger. Hua Xiyan is in Tanglin, and it is clear who has met with **.

The people below were all on their knees, worried that she would be angry.

But Jin Suqing's fire also disappeared quickly: "You say, how can it be so coincidental? Why did you just meet in Baichang? Why would she take the little prince with her? ”

Could it be that Hua Xiyan's son really has anything to do with the little prince?

Zi Sandalwood knelt down and replied: "Niangniang, I learned from the people in the Tanglin Palace that Prince Dongyu is in the palace. ”

Li Zimo ran here to save his son, the one in the palace must be fake. Could it be that the people in the palace are all stupid and can't see the fake prince?

"Niangniang, why don't we send someone into the palace ourselves to find out-"

Jin Suqing waved her hand and cut off her words, and then asked the old woman: "I just saw that the hexagram shell is poisonous, is she poisoned?" ”

"Yes, the old slave vaguely found out that she was poisoned, and it seems that she was poisoned by the gods."

This sentence made Jin Suqing's eyebrows even more like a layer of doubt: "It's strange." I didn't let the Protector kill the prince. only let him find out if it is the identity of the prince, and let him take the prince back. Could it be that someone wants to borrow my hand to kill the prince? ”

Everyone held their breath. Jin Suqing will not kill the prince for the time being. If you don't get the back position, you will kill the prince first, and the gains outweigh the losses. It seems that someone wants to draw the fire of the Tanglin Kingdom to their Xizhen clan.

Poyang Town, Tanglin Kingdom, is quiet in the dead of night.

Finally, the ruffian surnamed Yun walked away, and Hua Xiyan was confused, feeling that someone was shaking her body gently.

"Miss, Miss, the pot is ready."

Hua Xiyan immediately sat up vigilantly, and saw that the maid standing in front of her was indeed the green green given to her by Aunt Chen, and asked, "Why are you here?" ”

"I was worried about the safety of my master, so I followed the Wang family, but as a result, I ran into the person who kidnapped the master halfway." Lucui bowed her head and said.

So by the way, they brought a piece of Lvcui, and after finding out that Lvcui's identity was correct, they now let Lvcui serve her.

Hua Xiyan took the medicine bowl she was holding in both hands, and the medicine juice in the bowl was not black but brown. Hua Xiyan eats a lot of Chinese medicine, knowing that the color of this medicine is not black but bitter and undrinkable, she can't help frowning, but she can only pinch her nose and drink it in one gulp.

Seeing that she had finished drinking, Lucui handed her a handkerchief to wipe her mouth.

Hua Xiyan saw that there was no one else in the room, and put it in front of her and asked, "How many people have hijacked us in Zhilu Dao?" Do you know where they are going? ”

Listening to her question, it was clear that she wanted to escape. Lu Cui said: "The slave only knows the way, and the little master lives opposite this house. ”

is a loyal one, knowing that he is concerned about the safety of his masters. It's a pity that the one who lives opposite is not her real son. Where is her son Mumu?

Seeing that her brows were frowning for a while, Lu Cui asked in a low voice: "Miss, how can the slaves and maids hear people call the little master their little master?" ”

"How do you hear them call the little master? Tell me what you've heard. "You have to figure out the ins and outs of this group of people first. Although it was said that it was in the imperial banquet, according to what the long-tongued woman said, what was the emperor of the Tanglin Kingdom, and the sect master of the Yun clan, but it was still impossible to imagine what they were doing with her and her son.

"Slave maid, slave maid listens to them, it seems that they are going back to the palace." Lu Cui frowned, "Miss, where are you going back to the palace?" ”

The door suddenly opened, and a figure entered. Hua Xiyan remembered that Yun Chenjing called this person Yifeng, like the identity of a guard leader.

Yifeng hugged his fist at her, and said politely: "Miss Yan, the carriage is outside, please get in the car." ”

There is no choice for her, these people are going to kidnap her to the end. No matter what, she must endure until she sees her son.

Green helped her out of bed.

The wound on Hua Xiyan's left shoulder was hot and painful, making her grit her teeth when she walked. They walked to the gate of the courtyard, where the carriage was waiting. Someone lifted the curtain for her. She didn't think too much about it when she got in the car, because several cars were in the same mold, and she couldn't see the difference. After waiting for the car, I suddenly saw the white robe, and my heart chuckled.

The heavy curtain hung down whether she wanted it or not.

The wheels of the carriage twisted and turned, and she was forced to lean against the wall of the carriage and barely sit down on a small bench in the carriage.

On the couch in the gold satin bunk, her fake son slept on it, probably because of the medicine, and slept very deeply.

One hand, with distinct finger bones and white as jade, was placed on the small body and gently soothed.

This person is the father of the child.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint!