What did you do.

Feng Mingye pretended to be surprised: "Why, the impression left on you by this king is so unbearable?" "It seems that any conspiracy to frame others has become the patent of Feng Xiao Wangye.

"Miss Yue Chi said that I am an insincere and duplicitous person, and you are not very kind, little prince." Lu Yixin bit his lip and snorted lightly, Shengjing is a big dye vat, this royal relatives who are deeply favored by the former emperor Longen need to take it step by step, if it is pure white like a piece of paper, I don't know how my head will fall, "How did Concubine Yuan contact the miscellaneous servants who came back from the embankment in the hotel, even the subordinates of King Jin have never been to the Minjiang Dam, let alone the Seeping Slope, let alone the ......"

Lu Yixuan raised his head slightly in a light voice: "The courtiers heard that His Royal Highness the King of Jin was also sent to the fief by His Majesty on the day the concubine left Surabaya, and she was not allowed to stay for a moment. This holy decree was strange and hurried, Lu Yixuan had doubts for a long time, and she didn't ask Hu Liangtai, Gu Qingxun, or even Qing Kite, because she knew that these silent people didn't know the inside story.

It's better to get straight to the point, Feng Xiaowang likes to pretend that he doesn't understand.

Lu Yixuan's eyes had a series of slight changes, puzzled and stuck, but suddenly clear, she was slightly stunned: "Does Your Majesty know?!" ”

Concubine Yuan and King Jin "had an accident" at the same time can only be related to the "exposure" of some palace secrets between the two, the young prince and the concubine of the deep palace, this subtle has emerged in an endless stream in all dynasties, Lu Yixuan has suspected it for a long time but has no evidence, but he doesn't want to, now - don't you really poke the window paper? !

So, it was a separate "execution".

And what can be done must not be a saint, but the one in front of him who is still casually brushing his sleeves carelessly, Feng Xiaowangye.

She didn't believe that anyone had the guts, Lu Yixuan's eyes were fixed on the man motionlessly, the little prince shrugged his shoulders, and his fingertips tapped on the tea cup, "ding", there was a sound like jade.

"When Concubine Yuan died, she committed suicide in her own room." Whether it is repentance or grievances, the blood remains overnight and on the ground, making people panic.

"What?!" Lu Yixuan exclaimed, she thought that the worst plan was for the Son of Heaven to imprison the woman in the cold palace but she didn't want to, the pampered pet of the deep palace actually chose to end her life, she was stunned for a long time, "Concubine Yuan has always been cautious, what went wrong that made her feel powerless to return to the sky......" Lu Yixuan muttered, the jade-faced little fox has been favored in the inner garden for so many years, and the civil and military officials have to bow their heads and think twice when they see it, the back road she has laid for herself will never be easily demolished, and choosing to commit suicide is a desperate road, "Could it be that the Yan Yan found out by Imperial Doctor Hu is really her setting up a game?" ”

Lu Yixuan frowned, thoughts were surging in her head, she always felt that there were some contradictions and biases, and "extinguished" was intended to kill her, but it was really not wise to do it at this juncture, and Concubine Yuan was completely defenseless against her personal affairs being exposed.

Feng Mingxie didn't rush to answer her questions, but slowly lit the new candle to replace the firelight trance lamp, he leaned on the candle with his hands around his chest, the firelight illuminated his side face, and his expression was half-concealed: "Your wound medicine is not only mixed with Xuanyan, but also Ju Mu incense, Ju Mu incense is used to repel insects in Yueling, it is a forbidden drug in the palace, and it is enough to paralyze the body senses after mixing, but do you remember Meijia?" He saw Lu Yixuan nodding before continuing, "Mei Jia is the maid of Yanhua Palace, who has the right to enter and leave Yueling, she is waiting for the opportunity to steal Ju Mu Xiang and buy and sell privately in the palace, but Concubine Yuan knows but repeatedly connives, but it is just a flirt with King Hongyan of Jin under the guise of Meijia and Yin Mao." ”

Lu Yixuan opened his mouth, and he couldn't turn a corner about the little prince's explanation: "So...... Concubine Yuan and Meijia are old acquaintances, but Yin Mao and Meijia have no real personal relationship? "There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village," that ...... Where do you get the proof? Lu Yixuan was shocked and curious, as long as Concubine Yuan insisted that she had nothing to do with Meijia, who could connect them.

"In the Meijia case, in addition to Ju Muxiang, there is no trace, and the camellia fine silver hairpin she often wears is missing." Feng Mingxie reminded him with a little guidance, he liked to see the bright light on this girl's face as she solved the mystery by herself, it was more convincing than all the answers you gave and discerned.

"Camellia fine silver hairpin......" Lu Yixuan pondered for a moment, as if he had heard something and seen something, "The fine silver hairpin ...... By the way, Concubine Yuan also has a will! "It's about to come out, she said, after this deep palace pet came to Surabaya, she reduced her pomp and circumstance a lot, and only loved hairpins on her temples, including such a thin silver hairpin, could it be-

"Impossible." Lu Yixuan sneered a little self-deprecatingly, otherwise his answer, how could Meijia's hairpin and Concubine Yuan's hairpin be the same one, if it was true-this, should this be said to be a coincidence or-

"Mei Jia witnessed the private relationship between the King of Jin and Concubine Yuan in Yueling and did not dare to speak out, and at the same time took the opportunity to become a chess piece in the hands of Concubine Yuan, one for love and one for profit, each taking what she needs, but she is a smart person, and she embeds Lu Xingzi in the hairpin given by Concubine Yuan." Over the years, the hundreds of silver sent back to his hometown by Meijiatuo can be verified.

How can a palace maid get so much money?

Lu Yixin gasped, I don't know if it was because he was too shocked or incredulous, Lu Xingzi was indeed the most unique evidence that could prove his identity in the Xia Palace, and Lu Yixing suspected that the King of Jin was also through this little thing: "Then Your Majesty...... Firmly believe? ”

The Son of Heaven will be very angry at his concubine's sudden revelation of her private affairs, but after the anger, he may calm down and think about whether the concubine Niangniang deserves to die if she is really guilty, or whether all this is true or false.

Feng Mingxie laughed instead, he didn't think it was a puzzle, it was more like a gamble of an eagle catching chickens, Concubine Yuan lost the bet, and the pleasure of debunking it would make people happy: "Concubine Yuan knew that she was powerless to return to the sky, so she committed suicide in shame." There is no trace of mercy in a man's words, and for a woman who is unfaithful to the Son of Heaven, why should others be generous.

He took it for granted that he had a hooligan attitude of "everyone is dead, and no matter how much the Ninth Five-Year Zun doubts, no matter how reluctant he is, he can't do anything".

Lu Yixuan was a little helpless, she felt that this guy's words vaguely concealed the pleasure of revenge for personal gain, because Meijia's case made the Wei Mansion ruined, and even Lu Yixuan almost lost his life, and who was behind the palace maid and Yin Mao who was making plans, those minions in front of the people, and the masters behind the people, no one could escape - the man had a net that had not been collected, and he smiled and led them away from Shengjing City one by one to create a hundred words.

Surabaya is not the territory of the emperor's relatives.

As long as you grasp the emotions of the Son of Heaven, life and death will be in a thought.

Feng Xiao Wang Ye is very handy with this, but once the Ninety-Five Venerable comes back to his senses and finds that he is the one who is being used, I am afraid that the response will be monstrous anger.

Lu Yixin shuddered, Feng Mingxie is an unscrupulous man who likes to rub his gun, the sharper he is, the more he enjoys it, calm and calm is no fun for him, and all his tricks and strategies are only in his hands.

The girl of the Lu family was stunned for a moment, and then she heard the man soothing and telling her to take medicine and recuperate, and within a few days, she would be able to ride a horse and sail again with Ning Guguo.

"Little Prince......" Just as Feng Mingxie stepped out of the door, Lu Yixuan subconsciously stopped him, but he wanted to say thank you, but felt that the two words between them were too frequent and meaningless.

"The king can give you some time to think about how to repay you." The man blinked, his eyebrows seemed to be mixed with the bright moonlight outside the house, less charming and more cunning, he knew the careful thinking of the girl of the Lu family at a glance.

Behold, there is a spirit in the heart.

Crunch, the wooden door closes lightly.

Meow - the six men who were napping under the flower stand corridor heard the sound and slipped into Feng Mingxie's arms, and the claws kicked on his arm and chest, and the man suddenly bared his teeth and covered his shoulder, as if the pain was unbearable, and the black cat noticed that the long hair on his body stood up.

"Shhh", the little prince's fingertips fell on the tip of the sixth nose to signal it to silence, and the cat honestly softened its body.

"How many days has it been since the Holy Driver?" Feng Mingxie stroked the shiny long hair of the six men, and asked softly in a low voice, as if talking to himself.

Only then can I find that under the flower tree not far away, there is already the silent East Pavilion.

"Half a month."

"It's time to go to Shengjing," Feng Mingxie tilted his head slightly, and the moonlight fell on his eyelashes, "Let's miss a good show." ”

A good show.

Royal threesome, alone.

Concubine Yuan "died", the King of Jin was sent to the fiefdom, such a big movement to Shengjing will cause an uproar, first of all, I don't believe that Concubine Yuan Yao Shi Wugang is the Empress Dowager Li who returned to the west on the way, but the fierce inquiry only in exchange for the wrath of the Son of Heaven.

Not to mention the trembling of hundreds of civil and military officials, why?

Over the years, Concubine Yuan Niangniang controlled the harem and secretly communicated with the officials of the two provinces, how many money bags were opened, and the King of Jin took the opportunity to secretly intervene in people's hands and eyes were inextricably linked, and overnight, the two major forces fell one after another, so these officials who were connected with them were panicked, and they couldn't wait to shirk their responsibilities and try to find a new backer.

The situation in the court will undergo a big change, and the harem controlled by the Yuan Concubine and the half of the Shengjing City Martial Guard Army controlled by the King of Jin will fall apart in this situation.

Empress Dowager Li didn't ask any more, and ordered that the woman who had once rushed to the sixth palace be buried in a grand manner, and the loss of a favorite concubine was not a big deal, on the contrary, Empress Dowager Li was to some extent more willing to find an obedient "chess piece" that could be used for herself to become a pillow person on the Holy Heaven-

When the concubine was favored, she was on par with the old queen mother, and even more dragon-hearted than his mother, the harem mountain has never allowed only a tiger, the queen mother Li likes to "eat fasting and read Buddha" and also likes to be "reasonable" but does not like someone to overstep her authority above her, the death of the concubine can just allow her to cultivate new people, so the old queen mother "fake" mourning for a while and arranged the draft in full swing.

It was grander and grander than in previous years, after all, to appease His Majesty's wounded dragon heart.