At this moment, Jiang Ci came over to report the results.

The facts are the same as what Nangong Li and Mu Xue guessed, and the three of them were deliberately tortured, as if they were beaten into a trick to say the three words Nangong Xun.

"Okay, you go down, prepare tomorrow at noon, and this king will personally enter the palace."

In fact, Jiang Ci's heart was quite trembling, because if he didn't usually have the special things to do from the prince, he would be in charge of the deployment of the royal guards.

It is equivalent to the safety of the entire palace in his hands.

Tonight, at this moment, he ran to the room of the prince and the princess to assassinate him, which is his incompetence and dereliction of duty.

After this incident, it was already very late, and the husband had already knocked on the third watch.

But Nangong couldn't sleep very well.

Mu Xue nestled in his arms, well-behaved and clever.

"Xiao Xue'er, you say, the situation is like this now, what should I do???"

Mu Xue knew that he was a person who could give up everything for himself.

But Mu Xue felt that he was right, and he couldn't let others know that she was a reverse scale that he couldn't touch, otherwise if those people couldn't deal with him, they would instead point the finger at themselves, and it would really be to the point where they had to try to see if there was poison before eating every day...

"Then you will continue to go tomorrow and give them an attitude, that is, I am not so important in your heart, that is, there are assassins in this palace, and you still want to go to the imperial tomb, and give others a situation that no matter whether I am in danger or not, it will not disrupt your plan."

Although Mu Xue had some truth in what she said, Nangong couldn't listen to this person at the moment.

"But I don't feel comfortable entrusting your safety to others....."

Nangong Li's voice was still muffled and unhappy, as if Mu Xue didn't let him stay to protect herself, and she was still unhappy.

"It's okay, tomorrow at noon, you go into the palace with the confessions of these assassins, and tell your father that someone wants to murder me, and let my father send someone to protect me, isn't this it??"

Originally, there were already a lot of guards in this palace, but now the emperor has sent someone over, which can be regarded as another layer of insurance for Mu Xue's safety.

"Well, then arrange it for the time being, and see your father tomorrow and see what arrangements your father has made."

There were assassins in the palace, and this was no small matter.

The emperor immediately sent a team of shrewd and capable Imperial Forest Army to guard the periphery of the palace, patrolling in shifts.

According to the original plan, Nangong Li went to the direction of the imperial mausoleum after lunch in the palace, leaving Jiang Ci behind to protect Mu Xue.

Seeing that Nangong was far away from taking the person, Mu Xue breathed a sigh of relief, she was afraid that this person was unwilling to go to the imperial tomb, and would delay things in vain.

"Princess, let's go back, it's weirdly cold on this tuyere..."

"Okay."

The autumn breeze is bleak, and at this moment, the empty courtyard in front of the study room can no longer see the bloodshed of last night.

But last night, the feeling that someone was hiding in the shadows to hurt you has always been there, and Mu Xue felt that feeling was quite creepy.

The window was destroyed last night, and the housekeeper found a craftsman to come and re-measure the size of the window, and then a piece of open space was cut in the palace and asked them to hurry up and install the window before it got dark.

If it's still the height of summer, there are no windows.

But now this late autumn season is not good.

The frost of the night spread like a white mist into the house, and it would not be a joke if the princess caught the wind chill at this juncture.

So they have to add more people to build a window in a day, and it's okay.

It's just that the smell of paint is a little weird.,It's not as pungent as ordinary paint.,But there's a faint aroma.。。

The craftsman explained that it was the smell of wood, and the paint was only brushed with a faint layer.

Mu Xue didn't ask any more.

The windows were still installed in the dark, and the butler settled the money on the spot and let the men go.

There are three craftsmen in total, and the leader is called Li San, who is an old craftsman with some skills.

At this moment, after he left the door of this palace, he did not rush to his home, but went in the direction of the general's mansion.

He arrived at the General's Mansion when it was about to get dark, wearing a felt hat to cover his face, and he entered through the back door, sneakily like a thief.

He's not a thief.

He's an informant.

At this time, he came over to report things to Zhao Xiangning.

Zhao Xiangning was anxiously on fire in Mu Wanting's yard, and scolded the house doctor: "You also said that you have been practicing medicine for nearly 20 years, why can't you cure even a small body moss now, it's been a few days, it's been three or four days, why is this dead and alive useless..."

The doctor is also in a hurry.

Obviously, this is the right medicine, why is this young lady's illness not better.

Not only is it not better, but it is still slowly spreading, as if his decoction and plaster are only playing a little bit of containment.

"This, madam, I really don't know about this, it's obviously the right medicine, a subordinate in the house was infected before, and after the old slave gave her the medicine, she quickly took effect, I really don't know how the young lady can be like this here..."

Originally, Mu Wanting was dressed in fair and blown-out skin, but now there are large areas of acne on it, like the surface of the moon, which is full of pits and makes people's scalp numb...

"Hmph, you quack!!"

After Zhao Xiangning finished scolding, she said to Mama Zhang: "The house doctor in the house is useless, you go to Jishifang early tomorrow morning, and be sure to invite the doctor Qin who is sitting in the town over." ”

When Zhao Xiangning was scolding the house doctor outside, Mu Wanting had already woken up, and when the tears on her face did not dry up, she heard the sound outside and the tears rolled down again.

She was covered in sores, and even had a bad smell, and a lot of dead skin had fallen on top of the red sheets, which had been scratched by her itching.

Now she opened her eyes and looked at her arm, and for a moment she thought that she would die like this.

Anyway, with her white and flawless skin at this moment, no one in the capital will dare to marry her.

She couldn't see where her future was.

The feeling of being at a loss made her feel very depressed.

If Mu Xue is here at this moment, I'm afraid I will send her the word depression.

Since she got this skin disease, she has been emaciated a lot, and her whole person has lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the whole person is stuck in bed, as if she is caught in a whirlpool, and she doesn't want to struggle, thinking that it is a relief to die like this.

She still received too few blows since she was a child.

Developed a pampered temperament.

So when I grew up, I suffered some setbacks, and I had a feeling of being depressed.

From this point of view, Mu Wanting and Nangong Xun are still imaginary two people......

It's all a vulnerable person who can't stand the blow.

It can be seen that if it has been smooth sailing since childhood, it is not always a good thing.

Outside...

That Zhao Xiangning was still instructing Mama Zhang to go to West Street tomorrow to invite the famous doctor from Naji Shifang, and Mu Wanting heard it clearly.

"Yes, tomorrow morning, the slave maid will go out to invite Doctor Qin, although Doctor Qin has some temper, but our general's mansion is high and powerful, presumably he will not dare to refuse."

"Hmph, if he dares to refuse, he will be tied up, and I don't believe that my daughter's body moss will not be cured..."

Zhao Xiangning sat on the chair very negatively, and took a big sip of tea in a huff.

"Yes, Miss Jiren has her own natural appearance, and she must be able to be cured."

"Hmph, it's all Mu Xue's fault, the femme fatale, the prince is not in the mansion for the past two days, if I don't give Mu Xue a little bit of color, I won't be surnamed Zhao !!"

Zhao Xiangning gritted her teeth and blamed all the faults on Mu Xue's head.

Mu Wanting, who was in the middle of the room, heard this, and didn't know where the power came from, so she sat up straight on the bed all of a sudden.

I saw that she got out of bed neatly, and she didn't care about her unkempt appearance and looked like a hellish ghost, and opened the door with a brush.

"Mother, what do you mean by that? Is it me who Mu Xue harmed?? ”

Zhao Xiangning herself was a little reluctant to get close to her daughter, because now Mu Wanting's body moss looked getting more and more serious.

That's why she was just talking outside and didn't enter the bedroom.

Now that she saw the man open the door, she instinctively got up from her chair and took two steps back, as if she was afraid that the man would come.

But fortunately, when Mu Wanting asked this, she just stood behind the door with her body half-covered, and did not come outside again.

Zhao Xiangning's eyes rolled: "Yes, this is all Mu Xue's fault, she resents the poison that she was given in the palace that day, so she did something to her clothes, but you were ruined like this at such a young age, it's all because your mother is not good..."

As she spoke, Zhao Xiangning almost cried, and took a handkerchief to wipe two tears.

are all wooden doors, Mu Wanting's nails are almost pinched into the door frame, and the bones are pinched straight white, which shows that she hates her heart at this moment.

"Mu! Snow!! I will make it better for you to live than to die!! ”

Mu Wanting was still in bed and didn't want to live, but she found an excuse to survive.

She wants Mu Xue to pay the price of blood for her skin.

Isn't the baby in her belly seven months old now???

This month is old, if one accidentally bumps or falls, it should be a corpse and two lives......

Mu Wanting stood by the door, dressed in miserable white clothes, with a vicious glow in her eyes.

She turned back mechanically as if she had lost her mind, but in her mind she was imagining all kinds of possibilities that would cause an accident to a pregnant woman of seven or eight months.

What about falling down after stepping on the hem of your skirt?

Or was it a bit of a shock?

Or is it that the weather is cold now, and the mother suffers from wind chill and high fever?

That's right, there are still many ways to stop Na Mu Xueping from giving birth to a child safely......