On the second day, Mu Ling took Qing Ning to the palace, and the palace gate has nine paths, representing the supreme majesty of the Son of Heaven, but what Yan Yezhi said was really right, she didn't even see the emperor's shadow.

Qing Ning had no choice but to come to Jiang Wan Hall first.

This is the residence of Yan Guifei Yan Liuwan, and the woman in the pink gauze who waited at the door of the hall to greet them with a modest smile is Yan Liuwan, and her slightly bulging lower abdomen indicates the happiness of being a mother.

Her beauty is plain, it is to let go, and it is indisputable from the world. So this is also the reason why the emperor likes to come to this Jiang Wan Hall when he is extremely sad.

After eating, Qing Ning followed Yan Liuwan around the imperial garden, a woman like Yan Liuwan can always give people a sense of tranquility, so that the people who stay by her side are unconsciously at ease.

"I've heard my father talk about it for a long time, and today I finally saw my brother." Yan Liuwan walked all the way, chatting with Qing Ning all the way, and also cooperated with the men's clothes that Qing Ning was wearing today, and called his younger brother.

Qing Ning also replied with a little embarrassment, just walking all the way, it was inevitable that there would be a few discordant notes, such as

"Yo, Sister Yan, I'm pregnant and still coming out" a sour voice that makes people unhappy when they hear it.

They turned their heads and saw a woman, dressed in a red gauze dress, bewitching and weak, but with a deliberate sense of display.

"Du Guiren, what you are wearing today is really festive," Yan Liuwan replied lukewarmly.

"Sister Xie praised her, but the concubine still asked her sister to let go, just one way, in case she bumped into the imperial heir, it would be bad"

Yan Liuwan smiled and made way of the way, and Du Guiren walked forward proudly.

It's just that Yanliu has always had no quarrel with the world, and she disdains this harem dispute, but she is too indifferent to things, and even a little nobleman dares to be so rude in front of them.

Yan Liuwan didn't care, Qing Ning couldn't bear it, such a person was not worthy of wearing red clothes at all.

Qing Ning raised his eyes and glanced around, there was a honeycomb on the tree in front of him, God helped me.

She lowered her head and picked up a small stone on the road, threw it at the honeycomb, and the moment the stone touched the honeycomb, it continued to bounce and hit Du Guiren's leg impartially.

Du Guiren had a pain in his leg, and fell to the ground with an "oops", this posture swayed three times, weak and lovely, but the next moment when he saw a bunch of honey bees rushing up, he didn't care about the image, quickly propped himself up, and ran away.

Qing Ning shouted with a smile behind him: "Nobleman, there is a pool ahead." ”

When Du Guiren heard this, he seemed to see a savior in a panic, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he jumped down.

The bees hovered over the pool for a while before leaving. Du Guicai dared to climb out, and at this time, he seemed to have become a chicken in the soup.

She glared at Qing Ning viciously, but she was helpless because of her identity and status. I had to drag my wet clothes and walk towards my garden.

"yes, that's awesome." Suddenly, an immature voice came, and Qing Ning turned his head to look at the voice in the pavilion. It's Lou Jingxuan.

I saw the little son of the Lou family looking down with a smile on his face. This time, I knew she was a woman.

Lou Jingxuan has been very happy since he knew that she was a woman At least, he was still normal. At the very least, he could still chase her.

At this time, there was a woman in her fifties standing next to Lou Jingxuan, dressed in black, with wide sleeves and white edges, although simple, with supreme majesty.

"I've seen the Queen Mother" Yan Liuwan squatted slightly and saluted the woman in black, Qing Ning also saluted, and the Queen Mother only said "flat" and was pulled away by Lou Jingxuan.

Lou Xiaogongzi was still coquettish while walking, "Auntie, I haven't seen Xuan'er for half a year, don't you want me?" ”

It's no wonder that Lou Jingxuan is domineering, the people in the family are either the queen mother or Zhaoyi, no matter how bad they are, they also have the support of the prime minister, and no one who changes them will not guarantee that they will do better than Lou Jingxuan.

Qing Ning was thinking about it, when she was suddenly hit by a person, she instinctively turned back to look at that person.

It was a thin girl dressed in light blue coarse cloth, she just bowed her head and said "I'm sorry" but her voice was different from other ordinary slaves, without a trace of fear and panic.

Her head was very low, and she couldn't see her face clearly from Qing Ning's perspective.

"Don't go quickly, don't disturb the nobles." It may have been a reminder from someone who took the lead, and she left with that group.

Among them, there were men and women, all of them were dressed in light blue coarse cloth, and they all lowered their heads very low, and gradually disappeared from Yan Mingzhi's sight......

For some reason, she was stunned for a moment, why was that woman so different.

"They are all sinners in the court," Yan Liuwan seemed to see Yan Mingzhi's incomprehension and explained.

Qing Ning nodded slowly twice, and asked, "But she's still so young"

"The house of the official eunuch is inevitably connected" Yanliuwan sighed and prepared to move forward. Qing Ning's heart suddenly sank, she knew that this feeling was sadness, but she didn't know why she was sad?

As soon as I took a step, my foot felt like I had stepped on something. Yan Mingzhi looked down, it was a book.

Bend down to pick it up and look closely, the book is a little broken, it seems to have been put for a long time, it is vaguely recognizable that there is the word "Law Sutra" on it, open the first page, there is a small "Xin" word in the right corner, and there are some annotations in it, which are extremely rare insights.

"Is this the little girl's?" Qing Ning thought to herself, suddenly put away the book, and chased in the direction they had just gone, she wanted to return the book to the little girl, and she wanted to know her.

As she walked, a voice came

"Since Mu Cheng was born, Mrs. Li should have understood that he is not worthy of being the king of Tianche at all" This voice, full of anger, who is so noisy in this palace compound?

Qing Ning stopped suddenly, perhaps driven by curiosity, the ghost sent a god to walk towards the place where the sound came from, but ignored that it was the sacred and inviolable Chaoyang Palace, the emperor's bedroom.

"Stop"

A strong and powerful voice stopped Qing Ning's steps, for some reason, it made her heart tremble, the voice, as if her throat was broken, hoarse to tearing, at first glance it sounded a little harsh, but it still made her feel familiar.

When she turned around, she saw a man dressed in black, his whole body was the color of night from head to toe, and he was wrapped so tightly that she couldn't see the man's face clearly because of the mask.

However, that figure is really familiar. She didn't make a sound, just looked at him fixedly, the emotions in her eyes, joy mixed with worry, and a touch of imperceptible desolation, why, there was still fear.

Seeing that she was silent, the man spoke: "Little boy, if you trespass in the palace, you will be arrested as a spy, please pay attention."

"Xie reminds" Qing Ning was pulled back into his thoughts, impossible, Ah Yu is already dead, and he caught a fake one a few days ago, don't think about it, it's just a matter of torturing yourself.

She walked forward step by step, but her steps became heavier and heavier.

But why, why do you feel so strongly?

She didn't stop, just walked aimlessly with her head down, and at some point there was no sunlight on her head, and she looked up and found that she had walked under an eaves.

She took two steps back, and she could clearly see the two big yellow letters "掖庭" on the pitch-black plaque.