Before Fu Ruolan could speak, the old bustard shouted again: "Xiaohong Xiaoyun, come out to pick up guests." ”

Soon two good-looking women came over, but the smell of dust on their bodies was too heavy, which made Fu Ruolan a little unaccustomed, she twisted her brows, and said coldly: "Mother Li, my trip is not for fun, but for someone." ”

Hearing this, the old bustard frowned, drove the two women away angrily, and looked at Fu Ruolan dissatisfied, "Who are you looking for?" ”

"Guests staying in room six." Fu Ruolan took out a bag from her sleeve and handed it to the old bustard.

The old bustard's originally smiling face suddenly changed color, and he said coldly: "The guests in room six have long left, and now the room is vacant." ”

Fu Ruolan frowned, was she late?

"Then I'll go in and have a look." She still forcibly stuffed the bag into the bustard's hand, and the bustard's face improved a little, and he reluctantly said: "Then you can go up with me." ”

Fu Ruolan nodded and followed behind the bustard.

I went up to the second floor, walked to the door of room six, and pushed the door open, but it was already empty.

The building has long been empty, and it seems that it has been gone for a few days, Fu Ruolan asked, "Mother Li, when did this guest leave?" ”

"I can't remember the other day." The old bustard said lightly, puzzled and asked, "What are you looking for him?" A sloppy man. ”

Fu Ruolan was about to leave, but the old bustard said again: "By the way, he seems to have been picked up by a noble son a few days ago, and the son gave me a lot of rewards." ”

Fu Ruolan paused and turned around, "Thank you, Mother Li." ”

He put a silver ingot into her hand.

The old bustard smiled from ear to ear, watching Fu Ruolan leave, shouting that he would come back next time.

Fu Ruolan sneered, if it weren't for the investigation of Nan Yuchen's murder, she would never have come to Qinglou in her life.

Who took the leatherman away, could it be that Xia Jingxian had more than one helper?

The noble son of the city......

The old bustard said vaguely, there are so many noble sons in the city, where can she find them?

Nan Huaqing saw Jing Ying'er limping and frowned, "What's wrong with you?" ”

It was fine last time.

Jing Ying'er lowered her head, "The slave and maid were not effective and were punished by the concubine." ”

"How many boards did you get?" Nan Huaqing asked.

Although he entered the palace every day these days, he had no time to take care of the affairs of the harem.

The affairs of the harem have always been deceitful, and he is unwilling to inquire.

"Thirty boards." Jing Ying'er was a little embarrassed, but her head was raised, and there was a little hope in her eyes when she looked at Nan Huaqing.

The eldest prince at least still cares about her, doesn't he?

As long as she can be by the eldest prince's side, everything she does is worth it.

"Waste." Nanhua said coldly, turned his head, and said in a tone without a trace of emotion, "What happened in the palace recently?" ”

Jing Ying'er's heart trembled, her nose was sour, she held back her tears, and replied respectfully: "Recently, the concubine has regained her strength, the emperor has come up a few times, everything is as usual on Concubine Xi's side, and the queen has not moved. ”

"Useless news." Nanhua glanced at her coldly, and then slowed down his tone, "Go to the housekeeper and get a bottle of external plaster, don't let the condition worsen." ”

It's not that he feels sorry for her, it's just that she can't do things well like this.

Jing Ying'er answered, got up and left, and looked back to see a handsome and tall man, she was stunned, why had she never seen this person before?

The man walked up to Nan Huaqing and shouted respectfully: "Master." ”

Some unwillingness and reluctance could be heard in her tone, Jing Ying'er noticed it, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, and her footsteps stopped.

Seeing Jing Ying'er stop, Nan Huaqing frowned, "Ying'er, come here." ”

Jing Ying'er walked over and stood beside Nan Huaqing obediently, looking at the man in front of her intentionally or unintentionally.

Leng Feng stared at Jing Ying'er unkindly, Jing Ying'er was shocked, and immediately withdrew her gaze.

After the cold wind left, Nanhuaqing called Jing Ying'er in front of him and instructed: "This man is Xia Jingxian's closest relative, you should know what to do, right?" ”

"The slave understands."

"Alright, let's go back."

In the Seven Kings' Mansion, Fu Ruolan walked to the door, and a shout came from inside, "Quickly call Fu Zhangsi over, His Highness is awake!" ”

Fu Ruolan was overjoyed, pushed open the door and hurriedly ran in.

That voice just now was Kazama!

"Princess, I seem to have heard Kazama say that His Highness has woken up." Forsythia said suddenly.

Xia Jingxian glanced at her, "Where did you hear that?" ”

"That's what I just shouted." Forsythia said with some humility.

Xia Jingxian narrowed her cold eyes and ordered, "Let's go to the palace." ”

"Now?"

"Hmm."

"But without a carriage, Kazama won't let us out." Forsythia is in a staggered way.

She had told the princess before, but the princess had forgotten?

"A letter from the concubine, let me enter the palace to see her, you don't have to talk much." Xia Jingxian said lightly.

At this moment, the Seven Kings' Mansion was in a mess because of the shouting of Kazama, and no one cared about the two of them sneaking out of the mansion.

Fu Ruolan pushed open the door and saw Nan Yuchen lying on the bed with his eyes closed, a touch of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he walked over in frustration.

Kazama explained: "Master Fu, I really saw His Highness's hand, I, I thought His Highness was going to wake up." ”

I didn't expect to fall asleep again.

Fu Ruolan sighed, "It's okay, I don't blame you." ”

Nan Yuchen's fingers would have moved a long time ago, but she hadn't told them before, that's why he was so excited.

Kazama wanted to say something, opened his mouth, and finally closed it, turned around and walked out the door, leaving time for Fu Ruolan and Nan Yuchen to be alone.

Fu Ruolan held Nan Yuchen's hand and murmured, "If you don't wake up again, you'll starve to death." ”

"When you wake up, I'll be your princess, okay?"

She looked at Nan Yuchen's peerless handsome face, and a wry smile appeared on her face, if they had been a little earlier......

If the misunderstanding had been cleared up earlier, wouldn't all this have happened?

Nan Yuchen's eyelashes moved, and a tear slipped on his side, but Fu Ruolan didn't see it.

Xia Jingxian and Forsythia found a carriage and rushed to the palace before sunset.

Wu Guifei was lying on the chaise longue, and when she heard that someone was coming, she didn't raise her head, and asked lightly: "Are you looking for this palace?" ”

The rustic indifference in her tone was obvious, Xia Jingxian gritted her teeth, and said in a good voice: "Mother, now that Your Highness is unconscious, you have to be the master of your son!" ”

"How to call the shots?" Wu Guifei floated out softly.

It didn't hurt or itch, and the clouds were light and breezy, as if this matter had nothing to do with her.

Xia Jingxian was a little surprised, could it be that Wu Guifei really gave up Nan Yuchen as the legend said?

But Nan Yuchen is her son after all, how can she bear it?

"Your Highness hasn't woken up these days, and the entire Seven Kings' Mansion has changed hands!" Xia Jingxian said angrily.