The corners of the white purple flute's lips outline a beautiful arc, and the bright red lips seem to float above the blood-colored lotus and the lake, rippling and charming. The eyes are as if the bottom of the sea is lonely and vast, deep and endless.

When Hua Qingmo heard this, she couldn't help but chuckle, and there was a hint of tone in her smile. She stretched out her hand to Bai Zixiao, looked at her slightly long nails, and said softly: "Zixiao, Mo'er knows that you are a little busy now, but since you are here, you can help Mo'er repair her nails, okay?" Anyway, you just said that Mo'er didn't grow up, and she was willful once, and she was willful twice, so there shouldn't be much difference. ”

"Sure enough, it's a child's heart." Bai Zixiao said coldly, and then walked to the Luohan bed and sat down.

"This Governor has instructed you to take a shower and change your clothes first, and this Governor doesn't want your place to be full of blood."

"Hmmm! Mo'er will go. ”

Hua Qingmo answered, and then went to the room on the side to take a bath. While bathing, she was still thinking about how to deal with King Ning Jun? How to fulfill the dying request of the princess of the old county? How to find out who poisoned today?

After that, about two quarters of an hour, when Hua Qingmo was about to go back to her room, Qinghu suddenly came to tell her, Su Zhe went to her room, and was kneeling inside.

Hearing this, Hua Qingmo couldn't help but sigh, and then quickly returned to her room.

When she arrived at the door, Hua Qingmo could clearly see Su Zhe kneeling on the ground from the outer door, her back thin and vicissitudes, completely different from what she had seen.

The years seem to have cast a curse on Su Zhe, and within one day, it seems that more than ten years of time have surged up, making her look really old.

Entering the room, Hua Qingmo walked over Su Zhe with a gentle pace and came to Bai Zixiao's side to do it. During her bathing time, Bai Zixiao asked people to bring a lot of tribute cherries, and at this time, on the low table in the middle of Luohan's bed, there were two white jade plates, which were filled with cherries with cherry stems removed. And some of those cherry stalks fell to the ground, some fell on the bed of the arhat, and some fell on the brocade robe of the white purple flute.

"Accompany Mo'er for another half an hour, and the Governor will have to go back to the palace to deal with things. Don't stay too long in the Ningjun Palace, go back to the Nine Thousand Years Mansion earlier, Yun Shu still needs you to take care of it. Bai Zixiao picked up a cherry and put it on Hua Qingmo's lips, and after she ate it, she took her hand and helped her fix her nails.

"Well, Mo'er knows." Hua Qingmo responded, then looked at Su Zhe, and said, "Aunt Zhezhe, if you have something, just say it, and after you finish speaking, let people take grandma to her yard, which is where she has lived for decades, and it is also the most suitable place for her." ”

"Yes, the old slave obeys Princess Xiao's orders." Su Zhe replied, then picked up the white lotus-patterned brocade box he had put aside, and put his hands in front of him. She stared at the brocade box, her gaze was slightly distant, and her tone had an indescribable silence.

"This is the painting that was placed in the room just now, and it was asked by the princess of the old county to hang up the old slave. This painting was painted by the late friend of the princess of the old county, and the person in the painting also had a great relationship with Princess Xiao, and the princess of the old county asked the old slave to transfer the painting to Princess Xiao after her death, hoping that Princess Xiao would keep it well. After Su Zhe finished speaking, he looked at April who was standing on the side and motioned for her to take the painting.

April didn't step forward to take it, just stood in place, waiting for Hua Qingmo's order.

"Aunt Zhezhe, this painting should be grandma's baby, let it accompany grandma to bury it in the ground, it should be the best destination." Hua Qingmo was slightly puzzled by the arrangement of the princess of the old county.

"The princess of the old county said that after her death, she would be buried with the king of Ningjun of the previous generation, and she didn't want the king of Ningjun to defile the painting." Su Zhe replied respectfully.

"Since that's the case, Qingmo will accept it." Hua Qingmo glanced at April, and April immediately stepped forward to take the brocade box from Su Zhe's hand. Then, Hua Qingmo spoke up again: "Aunt Zhezhe, does grandma have anything else for you to tell Qingmo?" ”

At this moment, Su Zhe fell silent, his face lowered slightly, and his eyes stared downward. When Hua Qingmo thought that she would not speak, Su Zhe suddenly spoke up and said: "The princess of the old county said that this painting is from her late friend, who knows astronomy and geography, the five elements gossip, Qimen Dunjia, qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, and even farmland and water conservancy, economic strategy, etc., all know and are all refined. It's a pity that that man only lived to be twenty-five years old and passed away, which is really not favored by God. ”

"Such a character died young, and it is indeed God's favor." When Hua Qingmo heard this, she just responded very casually.

"By the way, the old princess also said that Princess Xiao used the needle method today, and that person would too, but since the death of that person, she has never seen anyone do this needle, and when she saw Princess Xiao today, the old princess was really shocked."

Su Zhe's words made Hua Qingmo's eyes move slightly, she looked sideways at the brocade box held in April's hand, and unconsciously began to consider what the princess of the old county asked Su Zhe to tell her.

The princess of the old county, Situ Liuhuan, is not an ordinary woman. She must have had ulterior motives when she spoke like this before she died, maybe she wanted to tell herself something.

"Aunt Zhezhe, grandma's words Qingmo have memorized, if there is nothing else, Aunt Zhezhe will help grandma deal with the aftermath! Presumably, only when Aunt Zhezhe does things, grandma will be relieved. Hua Qingmo spoke in a calm tone, and her words were slightly comforting.

When Su Zhe heard this, his expression fluctuated for a moment. She quickly stood up, bowed, and then turned and walked slowly out of the room.

When Su Zhe walked to the door, Hua Qingmo suddenly spoke, her tone was full of curiosity: "Aunt Zhezhe, I heard a name today, very unfamiliar, I don't know if you can sue me, who is Qingmei?" ”

These words made Su Zhe stunned for a moment, and his body trembled unconsciously. She stood in front of her, lonely and lonely. After being silent for a while, she didn't look back, but answered Hua Qingmo's question.

"Qingmei is the deceased daughter of the princess of the old county, because the princess of the old county was born in Fengshan, which is full of red leaves, and the first emperor was named the lord of the red leaves." Su Zhe paused when he said this, and a touch of pain crossed his eyes: "The lord of the red leaves, the name is clear, and the charm is the small character that the prince of the county gave after she danced the flying dance." And also...... And also...... Princess...... The county lord was the princess of the old county who poisoned her to death. ”

After Su Zhe finished speaking, he walked out of the room, as if he was afraid that Hua Qingmo would ask about what he didn't want to answer.

Looking at Su Zhe's back fleeing in a panic, Hua Qingmo just smiled very calmly, looked at Bai Zixiao, and said, "Actually, Mo'er guessed probably." It's just that Mo'er hopes that she guessed wrong. ”

"This is the consistent style of the Ningjun Palace, you are not the first, and you are definitely not the last." Bai Zixiao said extremely coldly, and the words almost heard a little temperature.

"So you know." When Hua Qingmo heard Bai Zixiao's words, she was not angry, and he didn't mention it to herself.

At this time, Bai Zixiao was still very focused on helping Hua Qingmo repair her nails, and her movements were skillful and elegant. But Hua Qingmo didn't pay much attention to this, she just felt that Bai Zixiao's fingers were still as cold as she remembered, as if there could never be a trace of heat.

"Actually, Mo'er is innocent." Hua Qingmo was silent for a moment, and then spoke faintly, and there seemed to be a little unhappiness in her tone. She looked up at Bai Zixiao's beautiful side face, and the gorgeous depiction was like a graceful arc of light at this time, leaving a strong but indispensable enchantment on his face.

"And then." Bai Zixiao said two words coldly.

"Mo'er wants to defend herself and expose everything." Hua Qingmo opened her mouth with deep meaning.

"一qiē?"

"Well, it's a qiē." Hua Qingmo gently hooked the corners of her lips, and she had already made a decision in her heart. She will do what she promised the princess of the old county, and she will do what she wants to avenge herself. After these things are done, she will help Baili Yuche take revenge.

"Disappointment will bring a man down, humiliation will make a man get back on his feet, and the consequence of you doing so is to put obstacles in your way in the future." Bai Zixiao lightly raised Hua Qingmo's hand, looked at her repaired nails, and said very casually: "I haven't done it for a long time, this craft seems to be a lot rusty." ”

"Nine thousand years old is modest, I'm afraid you can't find a second person in this skill even if you look at the Hua Dynasty." Hua Qingmo looked at her hand, and her tone was very relaxed and casual. "Besides, an eagle that has lost its talons is very boring to deal with. Soaring for nine days under the hunt, the eagle with five claws like a blade is fun. ”

"It's really interesting to hear Mo'er say this, and I'll have to reserve a table for this governor to watch it well." Bai Zixiao put down Hua Qingmo's hand and took out cherries from the jade plate again to feed her. Hua Qingmo is also very well-behaved, but she keeps eating the cherries that Bai Zixiao feeds to herself.

After that, about two quarters of an hour later, Bai Zixiao left the north courtyard and went to the palace. And Hua Qingmo was sitting on the Luohan bed, staring at the remaining cherries in a daze.

She wanted to kill three birds with one stone, but she never thought of how to lure the poisoner? She didn't want this to go on forever, so she had to think of a foolproof plan to implement it.

When Hua Qingmo was in a daze, Acacia, who had finished running errands from the nine-thousand-year-old mansion, returned to the North Courtyard. She saw that Hua Qingmo's face was depressed, so she made a cold sour plum soup for Hua Qingmo in the small kitchen and sent it over.

"Madam, if it's hot today, drink some sour plum soup to go to the fire!"

Acacia's words pulled Hua Qingmo out of her contemplation, she glanced at Acacia, and then nodded: "Well, it's okay to drink some, I'm afraid I'm really hot now, otherwise I wouldn't be so sluggish." ”

Hua Qingmo picked up the spoon and began to drink sour plum soup, the cold and sour taste made Hua Qingmo feel a lot of fire on her body. Looking at the white porcelain bowl intentionally or unintentionally, Hua Qingmo felt as if something was swiping through her mind.

Suddenly, she stopped and looked at the white porcelain bowl, the spoon and the sour plum soup, and her eyes were extremely serious. Seeing her like this, the three people in the house didn't dare to make a sound to disturb, and even the sound of breathing was much softer than Fang Cai.

After about a moment, Hua Qingmo continued to drink sour plum soup, her expression didn't seem to change at all from before, but a star seemed to fall from her eyes, dazzling and brilliant.

"Qinghu, is Zhuang Yunfei still in the mansion?" Hua Qingmo asked very casually.

"Back to the young master, Imperial Doctor Zhuang is now in the courtyard of King Ningjun, and he will stay in King Ningjun's mansion today to prevent King Ningjun's injury from worsening." Qinghu replied respectfully.

Afterwards, Hua Qingmo didn't speak, just drank sour plum soup quietly. About the same time, Hua Qingmo stopped, and Acacia immediately handed over the silk scarf when she saw this, she reached out and took it and wiped her lips lightly.

"Since he is still in the king of Ningjun, you let him come to the North Courtyard, I have something to tell him."