"Hmm", the emperor didn't want to save Concubine De's face, and said casually, but he felt a touch of disgust for Mu Ling, who had no one in his eyes.

Seeing that the effect was successfully achieved, Concubine De didn't stay long, turned around and held the emperor's arm, and said coquettishly, "Your Majesty, since it's okay here, let's go back too!" The gesture gently pounded her legs, "Yan'er's legs hurt." ”

"Okay, it's up to you."

The two walked side by side towards the door, but Concubine De glanced at Mu Ling meaningfully in the last time she stepped out of the door.

Just this glance, Mu Ling was cold.

"What's that? Rim smoke? Mu Ling called the name of the maid at the door in confusion, and raised his hand to beckon her over, "Did that Concubine De just now have a holiday with your mother, cough cough, and me?" ”

Before adapting to this new identity, Mu Ling behaved a little unnaturally.

Just now, Concubine De and the emperor came to her with a song and a harmony, she was really confused, and in her memory, it seemed that she wanted to salute the emperor and the concubines with high ranks. But pouting, she really didn't know what to do with her luggage?

"Niangniang," Rim Yan's index finger was put on his lips, and he poked his head out of the door, and saw that there was no one outside the door and closed the door softly, and whispered, "When Niangniang just entered the palace, the first time she attended the banquet, she collided with Concubine De's clothes, and it happened that Concubine De was a grudge-holder, and later she gave Niangniang a stumbling block." ”

After listening to the explanation, Mu Ling probably understood the grievances with Concubine De, smiled clearly, and asked, "Then what kind of person was I before?" ”

"Niangniang is a good person," Yahuan replied thoughtlessly, and realized that Mu Ling was not asking this, and smiled awkwardly, "Niangniang is the daughter of Mu Shangshu, she has been proficient in painting skills since she was a child, and her personality is also very easy-going, and those maids and women in the house used to praise Niangniang, but they ...... in this palace."

Without further ado, she changed the topic slightly, "After entering the palace for so long, the emperor has never mentioned the matter of letting the mother return to Ning, and now in this cold palace, I am afraid that there will be no chance to go back." ”

"We'll have a chance to go back!" Mu Ling gently held her hand and comforted, "One day, I will leave here." ”

In the last sentence, she muttered, not to go back to Mufu, but to go home, really go home.

"I don't need to cook soup now, let's get a dress for me to put on!" Mu Ling stretched his body, stayed in bed for a long time, and felt uncomfortable, "Let's go to the yard!" ”

smiled in her heart, there was nothing to stew in this cold palace, and the girl in front of her was really concerned about her master, so she really let Mu Ling pick up a ready-made bargain.

Taking his clothes, Mu Ling got up and went to the screen to change into them, and when he came out, he accidentally ran into a pitch-black box, because the light in the cold palace was already dim, and the box was black, so if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see the things in the corner of the house at all.

In order to prevent it from being encountered again, Mu Ling moved the box to a place where the light could shine in, only to find that one of Nuoda's boxes was not locked, but it was actually locked, but the key was not pulled out.

Curious, Mu Ling, who was sent by the ghost, opened the box, which was filled with some simple clothes, as well as some scattered jewelry and silver tickets, and a cloth bag large enough to cover the contents of the box. Mu Ling was puzzled, it seems that the former master is going to pack up his baggage and leave!

Why would he hang himself again?

Stunned, her eyes stopped on a letter under the box, on which was a woman's pen and ink crosslines, probably meaning that she was pregnant with a child, and it was the man who received the letter, and said that in a few years, she would be strong in the palace, and she would support the child as the prince, and he would be the anonymous emperor in the future.

Covering his mouth in surprise, it was the first time for Mu Ling to watch the realistic version of the tanuki for the prince, not to mention that this tanuki had already been dressed in the prince's skin since her mother's womb.

Looking around and finding that there was no one around, Mu Ling carefully stuffed the secret letter into a new envelope, then took out some jewelry and silver tickets, and carefully locked the box and put it back in that inconspicuous corner.

Putting the key away closely, Mu Ling walked out of the room, with a look of doubt on his face.

As it stands, the death of the former lord is a bit strange. Since she has prepared the baggage, it is impossible for her to commit suicide, and the letter is also mysterious, the letter mentions pregnancy, it cannot be written by the previous master, then the most likely is......

Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind, ruling out the possibility of suicide, she narrowed her eyes slightly, the letter was probably evidence.

The women in the deep palace and the men outside had wild seeds, Mu Ling smiled, the emperor's green hat was shiny.

It's just that...... Since the matter involves her, if she doesn't find out, she will be sorry for the former master who was occupied by her.

"Ahem......"

A cough called back Mu Ling's thoughts.

Mu Ling raised his eyes, I don't know when there was a person standing under the willows next to the palace gate, the breeze was blowing, and the silk willows that were blowing up rippled in front of him from time to time, and he stood there silently in white clothes, not far away, not close, giving people a quiet and peaceful indifferent state of mind for no reason.

Looking at each other in pairs, Mu Ling only felt that this person was like a character coming out of a painting, with a fresh and elegant atmosphere, as if he was beside him, and would never be contaminated with mundane things.

Liang Yan also looked at her quietly, with a touch of worry on her face without powder, her long hair was gently pulled up with only three wooden hairpins, and her white clothes set off her dusty temperament, as if she could see her moving elegance with a smile.

When they were young, the two of them came back to their senses, and the man in white took the lead in breaking the silence, "How many months have you come to Guan Zhaoyi?" ”

"It's not."

Mu Ling replied truthfully, she hadn't heard anything about Mu Zhaoyi and Guan Zhaoyi.

Hearing this, Liang Yan re-examined Mu Ling, it was really rare to see a palace person who did not bow to him, not to mention that the attitude of the person in front of him who was neither humble nor arrogant was really very pleasing to him, and asked, "Which concubine are you under the ring?" ”

When Mu Ling first arrived here, he was unfamiliar with everything around him, and it was not a wise move to suddenly tell others her identity, and he was hesitating about how to avoid this question tactfully, but he heard the rim smoke coming from the other side kneeling on the ground, "Slave and maid see the Seventh Prince." ”

Rajah! Mu Ling was messy again, the cold palace concubine she wore was really a lot of big boss-level characters she had seen in one day, and God really had nothing to say about her.

"That, see the Seventh Prince," Mu Ling learned the posture of the cigarette, knelt on the ground awkwardly, and the person was under the eaves, only to bow his head first.

However, as soon as Mu Ling knelt down and saluted, Gong Yan's embarrassed eyes came, because she was doing the courtesy of a palace maid.