Text Chapter 75 The song is melodious, and the return is gone

Tonight is extraordinarily long.

The clouds that drift with the wind move and stop, occasionally obscuring the light of the full moon, and the clarity becomes dim.

The blood-stained dagger fell to the ground, and the sound was as crisp as jade.

"Send the talented people back to Yilan Palace." Mo Chenfeng is a qualified emperor, affectionate, and not infatuated.

"Hahaha... Haha..."The scattered green silk, the makeup that has long been spent, and the unbridled laughter that she has never had in her life are Fang Baobao's last decision, the man she loves has never loved her.

This is a long-overdue realization, and it is a fact that has never changed. It's just that she doesn't know, she's wishful thinking.

Mo Yu hugged the smile, her white and slender hands covered the big smart eyes, she didn't want to, the little girl she grew up in the palm of her hand saw the cruelty of human nature, even if her little girl had already experienced it herself, when she was away.

The red-walled palace is a magnificent prison cell, trapping the people in it and torturing the good hearts that remain.

Lan Chengyi sat down on the ground, looking at the breathless spring fragrance in the distance, shivering.

The situation is not chaotic, because the chaotic situation is behind us.

An hour ago.

Lan Chengyi said what he thought was right: "I know the kind of incense that can make cats hallucinate. ā€

"I don't know if it's called 'Herb'. In my hometown, there is a plant with small pale blue flowers, on the roadside, next to the fence, on the edge of the ridge field, everywhere. ā€

Lan Chengyi is a child of a poor family, and it is a coincidence that he can enter the Tai Hospital, today it is his master who wants to lead him to have a long insight, but he does not want to have a long insight, but it is himself, listening to Lan Chengyi's words "I" in a row, his master feels that his chest is tight.

"We call it 'catnip,' and children often use it to tease cats, but my father and mother will reprimand me if they see it."

"Even if there is such a thing, then how can it be proved that this thing was not deliberately fed to Liuli by Xixiao?" Mo Xiaofan will not easily let go of any opportunity to retire Mo Yu from the position of crown prince.

"The second prince is calm and don't be impatient, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince must have prepared his words." Ji Yingxue's words had a clear hint.

"Father, the son thinks that the imperial doctor of the entire Tai Hospital does not know, and the only young man who has just entered the palace recognizes it, and he has to think about the inside story."

"The second prince is trying to repay the debt?" Meng Xilai laughed, "Today is a long experience, and the imperial power is nothing more than that." ā€

"You..."

"Your Majesty, now that someone from the Tai Hospital has confirmed that what the grass people said is true, can the grass people retire?"

"Wait." Sheng Rui stood up with Liuli in his arms, and sighed lightly, "I heard that those who study medicine, 'looking, hearing, asking, and cutting' is fundamental, and the prince once mentioned to me that Dr. Meng studied under the masters, not to mention the superb medical skills, and the skill of medicine is even more superb. ā€

The cold wind gusted in the middle of the words, and Chunxiang, who was kneeling beside Xixiao, straightened her back.

"Lord Wang, this..."

"If you can't find it out today, you will be here to spend it with you." Sheng Rui has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, so he naturally brings some ruffians from the rivers and lakes.

"Your Majesty?"

"According to what King Zhaoyang said."

"The grass people obey the order, and please stretch out your hands." Meng Xilai walked slowly through the crowd, stopping in front of some people from time to time to take a closer look at their hands.

Chunxiang saw Meng Xilai getting closer and closer, her face became more and more pale, and her hands tightly twisted her sleeves.

"Girl, please stretch out your hand."

"I—" Haruka clenched her hands, her teeth biting her lower lip with a look of unease.

Meng Xilai didn't seem to understand her face, and said Fang Cai's words again.

Haruka turned her head to look at a place in the hall, but found that the man didn't pay attention to herself, and she was angry but had no choice but to close her eyes and hand it out.

The last one was laughter, and Meng Xilai skipped it directly.

"Doctor Meng, why didn't you look at this palace maid's hand? She's the most suspicious, I'm afraid it's unfair for you to act like this! ā€

Meng Xi glanced at Mo Xiaofan, who was smiling, ignored it, bowed to Mo Chenfeng, and said, "Your Majesty, there are four people here who have the smell of incense. ā€

"Which four?"

"Laugh."

There was an uproar in the hall.

"Prince."

The crowd turned their heads to each other.

"King Zhaoyang."

Whispers in the hall.

"Talented people."

The crowd was silent.

Secretly counted four counts, to make sure that she didn't hear her name, Haruka slowly exhaled the breath that she had mentioned in her heart, and her face gradually eased, but she didn't notice the thoughtful faces of others.

Xixiao, as the most suspicious person, has now been confirmed to have been in contact with Xiangzhi, and even if the crime is basically confirmed, can the prince, as the master of Xixiao, really not know at all? King Zhaoyang's attitude towards the crown prince has been obvious to all these days, if the prince and King Zhaoyang discuss the need to get rid of the son of the Fang family for the position of Baodong Palace, King Zhaoyang can imagine how he will be. But what about the talented people? After entering the palace for many years, she got a dragon son when her family road collapsed, and all her hopes were pinned on her belly that was not yet pregnant, and there would never be money or status that could be more profitable than the birth of a dragon son, so why did she have the smell of fragrant herbs?

"Your Majesty, the four people mentioned by the grass people have the smell of incense, but they have never touched it." After a slight pause, Meng Xilai continued, "Remove the grass people, the only one in this hall who has touched the incense is the palace maid Chunxiang who is kneeling next to Xixiao." ā€

"You're talking nonsense." The breath that had not yet been fully exhaled regrouped into a ball and was blocked in the violently undulating chest, and Haruka felt that it was a little difficult to speak, "You just said that there are only four of them who have the smell of fragrant herbs on their bodies, not me!" No! ā€

Thinking of the rumors in the palace about Shengrui's methods of punishing people, Haruka felt a little chill down her spine, and she trembled and pointed to the smile beside her, "Obviously, the smell of fragrant herbs on her body is heavier, and I don't have any smell on my body." ā€

"How do you know you don't have it in you? I was wrong, the smell of incense on your body is stronger than all of them, so you are the most suspicious. ā€

"Impossible, impossible..."Chunxiang suddenly stood up and stretched out her hand to Meng Xilai, "Look at it, look at it again, no, no, you smell it, it can't smell, I've washed it all clean, it can't smell like it." ā€

Hearing this, Sheng Rui raised his eyebrows, his thin lips hooked slightly, but there was no trace of a smile in his words: "It turned out to be you." ā€

Chunxiang was stunned for a moment, knowing that she had missed her mouth, her eyes circled, she paused on a figure, met the person's cold gaze, and turned back: "It's me." ā€

"Why?" Xixiao raised her head and looked at Haruka with a resolute face, she didn't understand.

"Why? Haha, haha... Why, you ask? Chunxiang looked at the smile and laughed, and when she saw the obvious worry on Mo Yu's face, she laughed again, laughing until her originally pretty facial features were deformed and distorted.

After laughing, Chunxiang half-squatted down to meet the line of sight of Xixiao, pointed her slightly rough fingers at Mo Yu, who was defensive, and whispered, "Look, your prince brother." Look at him, how nervous he is about you. Hahaha..."

Chunxiang wrapped her stomach around her stomach and stood up laughing: "Xixiao, you see, how unfair this world is. Obviously, I look prettier than you and have a better background than you, but you are praised as a treasure. You live alone in this side hall, I am crowded with Chunhua in a small room, you have endless new clothes every season, I have to worry about wearing a dress, too plain, hindering the eyes of the master, too glamorous, there may be something ugly in this palace. ā€

"What does this have to do with you feeding the glass fragrant herbs?"

"You see, not only are you not as beautiful as me, but you're stupid. As long as the dragon heir in the stomach of the talented person has a mistake, you will definitely not be able to escape, it is a matter of the dragon heir, on the cusp, and the prince will not wade into troubled waters to save you regardless of his identity. Chunxiang sighed lightly, "It's a pity, the prince really waded into this troubled water to protect you, but..."

The voice stopped, and the smiling eyes were also covered in darkness at that moment, and she could only hear the chaotic shouts around her, feeling the warmth behind her, and the smiling heart was extraordinarily peaceful, as if the hand blocking her eyes had stripped her from the chaos around her, leaving only warmth and tranquility.

"Your Majesty, the pain of losing a child has not passed, and after being so stimulated, my heart is stagnant, I have suffered from wind evil, and I am delirious, this is a sign of hysteria." Imperial Physician Chen hid far away from Fang Baobao and said loudly.

"Your Majesty." Ji Yingxue's face turned pale, as if she was frightened.

"Someone! Fang Cairen suffered from the wind evil and became hysterical, so he took her down and sent her back to Yilan Palace, and she was not allowed to be released without the will of God. Mo Chenfeng watched as Fang Baobao sent the dagger into Chunxiang's body, his expression remained unchanged, as if he was just an imperial sculpture, majestic and indifferent.

Fang Baobao looked at Mo Chenfeng's indifferent expression, evoking a self-deprecating smile, she covered her eyes with a ribbon called "love" for several years, and now this ribbon is tattered, and when she can no longer cover the filth in front of her, her heart that has been obsessed with it for so many years is truly clear: he doesn't love her, he has never loved her.

The small dagger fell to the ground, and a thin piece of jade was tied to the tassel that decorated the shell, which was broken into several pieces, and the crisp sound was like the crisp laughter of the daughter's family when she was young.

The emperor is ruthless. has been with each other for many years, which is the deep love in her dreams, but she doesn't know that the person next to her has never been ruthless.

"Hahaha..."In September, the fragrance of golden cinnamon filled the whole capital, and the young daughter's family composed a melodious song, accompanied by the breeze, reflecting the white clouds, everything was fine, but it was not timely, and I fell in love with a handsome young man at first sight. This is the beginning.

"Hahaha..."After the heartache was a great realization, the dagger with blood was not only the blood of a person, but also the love of a person.