"The area around Lin'anfang...... Yun Qing frowned and asked, "Is the Ruyu Building newly opened by Huanniang on that street?" ”

Qingyun: "Your Highness wants to hand over this matter to Huanniang to investigate?" ”

"Even the people who can't be found by Lord Qingyun and the dark guards, what's the use of handing them over to the old bustard of the Qinglou?" Yongyun pursed the corners of his mouth: "Your Highness has done so much, according to the slave maid, it is better to directly hand over the note given by the Queen Mother to Dali Temple, this is Tie Tie's death certificate, Prince Cheng can't refute it no matter what." ”

"The note can be disguised, the handwriting can also be used, no one can prove that this note was given to us by the Queen Mother, even Chang Yue can pretend to confess, do you know that the Queen Mother is not digging a trap and waiting for our Highness to jump?" Qingyun rolled his eyes angrily at Yongyun, who thought he was very smart: "If this case can successfully convict Prince Cheng, after the case is concluded, everyone will naturally not doubt the authenticity of the note, because Prince Cheng is already certain to die, and His Royal Highness has no need to pour dirty water on him." ”

Yongyun nodded knowingly: "What Lord Qingyun said makes sense." She puffed out her cheeks: "Your Highness, but didn't you say before that there is not as much harmony between the Queen Mother and Prince Cheng as we see?" ”

"The son put the rebellion on his mother alone, the mother was humiliated in the palace, and Prince Cheng has not visited him once for so many years, so you can imagine how big the gap between the mother and son is." Yun Qing himself felt that Prince Cheng was very strange, and he treated Yun Jingmo, the adopted son, like an eyeball, but he could be so indifferent to his mother, who hurt him a little. "Qingyun is right, even if the relationship between the mother and son is average, it is difficult to ensure that there is no cat in it, so it is better to be careful."

"And." Yun Qing's gaze stopped at Yongyun: "Huanniang is my right-hand man, she sacrificed the happiness of the first half of her life for Da Yu, as the person next to me, I hope you can respect her." ”

Yongling thought of Yongyun's undisguised disdain when he mentioned Huanniang just now, and his face slowly sank.

Yongyun looked at Yun Qing in a daze, and then looked at Sister Yongling, who was not looking good, vaguely realized that something was wrong, bit the flesh in her lip and stopped talking.

After Yun Qing asked Qingyun to hand over the search for Ah Lian's whereabouts to Huanniang, he waved his hand to make the three of them retreat.

Yongling pulled Yongyun to the corner outside the side hall of Changle Palace, and watched Yongyun unhappily brush away her hand, she completely sank her face.

"Sister Yongling, what are you doing?" Yongyun rubbed her reddened wrist pitifully: "You hurt me." ”

"Why did you say that in front of Your Highness just now?"

Yongyun: "What did I say?" Yongyun didn't necessarily know what he had just said wrong, and said confidently: "Didn't I just say that this matter can't be handed over to Huanniang, what's the problem, Huanniang is an old bustard and not a detective, if you lose someone in Yudu City, you can still expect the old bustard in the brothel to find out people?" ”

"Can Huanniang find someone and don't mention it for the time being, do you know why His Highness was angry just now?"

Yongyun: "Your Highness is in a bad mood." ”

Yongling took a step forward, slowly stood in front of Yongyun, raised his hand and slapped her hard.

Yongling didn't save any strength, Yongyun might as well be beaten and fell to the ground, she covered her face and looked at Yongling with an awe-inspiring face: "Sister Yongling, do you know what you're doing!" ”