Chu He got out of the mansion where Chu Yao was, and sat on the sedan chair, which got up and left quietly in the direction of his residence.

"Master, there is someone behind you, do you want to ......" A guard suddenly appeared on the side of the sedan chair, and reported in a low voice, and the voice passed into Chu He's ears through the slightly shaking curtains.

Chu He lightly covered his lips, coughed a few times in a low voice, and slowed down for a while before speaking: "No need." ”

The guards listened, and although they were puzzled, they still did according to Chu He's order.

Chu He took out a bamboo dragonfly from his cuffs, and his bony and slender fingers gently rotated the small thin bamboo stick that supported it, and the corners of his lips provoked a trace of arc.

It seems that Su Zhimo has become suspicious of him, and now the development of the situation is somewhat out of his control, the fall of the Queen Mother has ruined his original plan, and he must think about everything in the long run.

But what about Su Zhimo's suspicions? It is enough to believe in him.

He is a relative of the young, and he is the little uncle of the young, could it be that if something happens, will he still stand on Su Zhimo's side?

Su Zhimo used to be cold and hot to Chu Yao, and a man like Su Zhimo was not worthy of death at all.

The fist is clenched, and the joints are white.

Su Zhimo has occupied the child for so long, it's time to return it to him!

He gently stroked the bamboo dragonfly, and his gloomy expression was instantly replaced by gentleness.

Ye Sheng followed not far away, watching the quiet sedan chair return to Chu He's residence as scheduled, feeling strange.

Because it's so quiet.

Especially the guard who was walking seriously outside Chu He's sedan chair, his steps were easy, his skills were so high, why didn't he find out about his existence?

Yesheng deliberately showed his feet.

Could it be that this is an invitation to the urn?

Ye Sheng stopped, watched Chu He's sedan chair enter the mansion, and after the door was closed tightly, he waited for a long time, but there was no movement before turning around and leaving.

And after he left, a guard walked out of the side of the courtyard, staring at Yesheng's back with a serious face.

……

Yesheng returned to the imperial mansion, first went to the study to report to Su Zhimo, knocked on the door, and after entering, he found that Chu Yao was also there, so he didn't open his own mouth.

Instead, he waited for Su Zhimo's order.

After all, there are some things that the queen mother doesn't know, and he doesn't know what the master means, whether he told the queen mother, or whether he wants the queen mother to know.

In short, he didn't want to make a rift between the queen mother and the master because of his words.

In that case, it is estimated that he will not be far from death.

Chu Yao took a sip of tea lightly, and his eyes probed to Yesheng: "Yesheng, don't you have anything to say?" Just to see where your master is on business? I didn't expect Yesheng to have such a preference! ”

Yesheng: ......

knows that the queen is not easy to mess with.

But......

He glanced at Su Zhimo, who was looking down at the official document, and saw that Su Zhimo didn't make any moves, and he didn't dare to act rashly, so he could only stand in place and let the queen mother taunt him.

Chu Yao lowered his eyes, thought for a moment, and then fell on Su Zhimo's body.

Could it be that there is something really going on with the little uncle?

And there are some clues about Yu Ran's injury that have not yet been clarified.

"Is there something I can't know?" Chu Yao asked rhetorically.

The object of the question was Su Zhimo.

I saw that Su Zhimo's hand, which was about to turn the page, paused slightly, paused for a moment, and slowly raised his eyes to meet Chu Yao's questioning gaze, and his scalp tightened inexplicably.