There are no oleanders in the palace, and this is the first time I have heard of this rumor.

But she still felt that Yu Guifei was the most suspicious: "It's just that only she knows that you are pregnant, and you only stay in her palace and eat, which makes people have to be suspicious," Seeing that Gong Yuhe's face was wrong, she changed her words slightly, "But as you said, she shouldn't be the one who harmed you, perhaps, I really think too much!" ”

Hearing this, Gong Yuhe frowned, pondered for a while, and suddenly said: "By the way, I still remembered something, when I was talking to my mother, a father-in-law came in, saying that the queen's new cook made delicious green lotus soup, and specially sent it to my mother to taste, and my mother ordered someone to give me some even, because the soup was a little sweet, I only tasted it and put it down." But the concubine liked it very much, and ate the other half of the soup, but she didn't hear anything wrong. "This matter doesn't seem to have any clue value, and Yuhe feels that things are really a bit confusing.

"It seems that the poisoner is quite cunning. However, the poisoning aside, the poison in your body has been cured by medicine in time, why did you still get contaminated with musk later? This is the thing that makes her the most indefensible, and it is also the key to Yuhe's miscarriage.

Gong Yuhe sighed: "I don't know! The whole thing I was like a fool who was framed in turn and ended up losing my baby. I'm probably the most useless mother in the world, and I can't even keep my own children! ”

Seeing her face painful and tearful, Mu Yu didn't dare to say anything to her anymore, pulled the silk quilt and covered her, and comforted: "It's not your fault, just think that this child has nothing to do with you, keep your body well, and there will be one in the future!" ”

Coming out of Xianghexuan, Mu Yu concentrated on analyzing her poisoning, and walked aimlessly.

The gray sky was bleak and cold, and a few wisps of cool breeze blew, and Mu Yu involuntarily gathered his thin clothes. It's just autumn, and it's getting cooler.

A burst of Qingyue piano sound came from a corner of the palace, I haven't heard such a beautiful piano sound for a long time, the pastoral rhyme unconsciously followed the sound, and when the piano sound was near, I found that not far away in the corner pavilion, the man in white clothes drooped his head and stroked the piano under the flowers and leaves. A few falling flowers stayed on his shoulders, adding some elegance to the coldness and shallowness of his body.

Mu Yu looked at it in a daze for a while, couldn't bear to disturb this picturesque beauty, turned around and wanted to leave quietly.

"Since you're here, why don't you come and sit down!" The sound of the piano suddenly weakened, and a gentle voice sounded from behind him.

Mu Yu paused and turned to look at him, remembering that a few months ago in front of the door of "Qingyin Xiaozhu", he had also called himself like this, and the same words sounded very different at the moment.

She slowly walked over to him and sat down, her eyes as clear as water calm and indifferent.

Situ Yun looked at her and smiled lightly, his smile was like the warm sun of spring.

Both of them were silent, Situ Yunyu's fingers were lightly plucked, and the sound of the piano floated out from between his fingers, like flowing clouds and water, like beads falling on a jade plate, sometimes distant and sometimes clear.

The people who play the piano and the people who listen to the piano are very engaged, and the picture is still beautiful and intoxicating.

Listening to it, Mu Yu frowned slightly, compared with a few months ago, Situ Yun's piano sound seemed to be a little different, less pure, more desired, and a little tangled and hesitant under careful listening.

After the song was played, Situ Yun lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, before he sighed lightly: "You frowned just now, probably because my piano skills have regressed!" ”

Mu Yu was stunned, surprised that he could be so observant while playing, and pondered the meaning of his words.

"Lord Yi is too modest, your piano sound is wonderful, even if you can't understand the rhythm, you are deeply attracted, and your attainments can be seen!"

The smiling peach blossom eyes were cold, and the jade hand plucked out a string of piano notes at will, and said lightly: "If you don't understand the rhythm of the music, you won't follow the sound of the piano today." In front of me, just be yourself! ”

"Wanyan is a rough woman, how can she know what the rhythm is, and she doesn't know what the prince is talking about, if she disturbs the prince Yaxing, Wanyan will leave!" She gave a slight bow and walked away quickly.

"Shepherd girl!"

The warm voice sounded from behind him again, and Mu Yu's body shook slightly, and then accelerated the pace of leaving.

The snow fox, who was looking for pastoral rumors in all directions, saw her come out of the east garden in a panic, and was quite strange: "Where did the young lady go, so that her subordinates are easy to find, is something happening?" ”

Mu Yu shook his head: "No, go home!" But the slightly flustered footsteps betrayed her mood at this time.

The snow fox saw it in his eyes but didn't dare to say much.

Along the way, the pastoral rumor stroked his forehead and pondered. Obviously, Situ Yun had recognized himself, but when did he recognize himself, and what was the purpose of leaving him for Gong Yuhe to treat? Probably because she has been thinking about too many things lately, she feels that her mind is a mess and she can't figure it out.

Back in Cunmo Hall, Ling Shuang and Lang Yin were standing in the garden talking something, and when they saw Mu Yu coming in, they quickly stopped their mouths, their expressions were extremely unnatural, as if they wanted to hide something.

"Frost, come in with me!" Mu Yu walked into the dormitory with a calm face.

Ling Shuang exchanged glances with Rong Yin, and entered the house with a worried brow.

Mu Yu turned his back to Ling Shuang, ripped off the mask on his face, poured a cup of cold water into his stomach, and asked, "Say, what's going on in the house?" ”

"Miss, everything is fine in the house, nothing happened!"

"Really?" The pastor raised her voice and turned to examine her.

Ling Shuang hurriedly lowered her head and said, "Yes, it's the prince, I heard from the next person, the prince stayed in Graceland last night, and this morning I saw him accompany the princess to pick lotuses on a boat, and played for a whole morning, I heard," She was a little hesitant, and she didn't know whether to talk about it.

"What else, let's talk about it together!" The tone of the pastoral rumor became rare and cold.

"I heard that in order to take care of the princess's fetus, the prince decided to live in Graceland in the future, and just now Steward Li sent someone to pick up the prince's things."

Mu Yu turned his back and looked at the hanger next to the bed, and sure enough, the robe he loved to wear on weekdays was gone, and she waved her hand: "I'm a little tired today, I want to rest for a while, no one is allowed to disturb me, you go down first!" ”

Ling Shuang guessed that this would be the result, and retreated.

When the door closed, Mu Yu couldn't support it, and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the room that was once full of warmth and sweetness, but now empty, his heart was sour.

She told herself that it was his original wife, and that she was pregnant with his child in her belly, and that it was natural for him to spend more time with her; She told herself that he was only angry with herself, so she temporarily distanced herself, and when the anger was gone, he would return to her and take care of herself as before......

However, it didn't work, no matter what reasons and excuses she came up with, her heart still hurt so much. It seems that she has misestimated her strength again, in the face of love, she is just a selfish little woman, and her heart is only as big as the eye of a needle.

She took off her shoes and socks and went to bed, and looked at the top of the tent quietly, as if she thought of many things, but seemed to think of nothing, and before she knew it, she fell asleep.

In the garden of Chenwangfu, it is joyful and triumphant. The people in the garden even walked and talked with their heads held high, and Xi Ruoya's close-fitting maid Huan Chunmei was even more arrogant.

When Situ Yu stepped into the garden last night, almost everyone in the garden was stunned, this was the first time since the wedding, the prince stepped into the Graceland garden, and he stayed overnight. The people were as happy as the New Year, and waited happily, for fear that something would go wrong.

Only Xi Ruoya is very calm, her beautiful apricot eyes linger on the handsome and clear man next to her, her eyes are gentle and affectionate but mixed with a touch of self-deprecation.

Mu Yu slept until the second day, and when he woke up, the sky was drizzling. Pushing open the window, a cool breeze poured in from outside, carrying a cold earthy smell.

She leaned against the window and pondered for a while, picked up her pen and wrote a letter, called the snow fox and instructed: "I won't go to King Yi's Mansion today, you send this letter to King Yi for me, and then take today's medicine to Xiaoxiang, be sure to see her take it to Princess Yi with your own eyes, so that you can come back to your life." ”

Snow Fox glanced up at her in surprise and took the order to leave.

Ling Shuang and Rong Yin took care of the pastoral rumors to wash up and eat, and they both carefully avoided sensitive topics, and tried to pick up some light-hearted anecdotes to liven up the depressing atmosphere.

Mu Yu knew their intentions, but her mood was not as bad as they thought. If she didn't go to Yiwangfu, she came because her identity had been recognized by Situ Yun, and she couldn't think of how to deal with it for a while, if she frankly admitted that she was afraid that it would cause unknowable trouble, but it was not her style to continue to pretend to be stupid and deceive, and she was entangled in her heart. Second, the recent events have made her a little tired, so she took this opportunity to rest for two days and enjoy her own alone time.

She ordered them to put paper and pen in the study room next door, pushed the window and looked into the distance, and with a few brushes, they sketched a piece of autumn rain and landscape vividly.

Without thinking about it, she inscribed a half-word on the painting: cold rain flying outside the sky, and silver frost on her temples. The window was silent, full of desolation. Far away, the shadow of the mountains is thin, and the simmering bananas are in tears, and the drops are sad. The west wind rose, and the cold broke through the clouds.

But when the word "dress" was finished, she frowned, shook her head and said to herself: "Not good! This word seemed to be too bleak, and he was about to destroy the drawing paper, but he heard Ling Shuangyu say: "Miss, Princess Hele sent a letter!" ”

She put down her pen and took the letter paper, only to see a few beautiful small words written on it: I wish, someone can be trusted!

Mu Yu folded the letter, looked at the middle-aged man who delivered the letter, thought for a while, and then asked Ling Shuang to take the brocade box that had already been prepared and handed it to the man, and then took a pen and wrote a letter, and said solemnly: "This letter and the brocade box must be handed over to the princess at the same time, and tell her that she must read this letter carefully before opening the box, remember!" ”

The man agreed again and again, took the letter and the brocade box and left. Mu Yu was not at ease, and sent Snow Fox's men to follow secretly.

After arranging all this, the interest in painting was gone.

Hele's infatuation touched Mu Yu's heart, but she couldn't help but worry about her, whether such an obsession with unknown love is a good thing or a bad thing!