Yan Liwu woke up a little drowsy, blurred vision and couldn't see who was in front of her, only feeling a pair of hands busy on her forehead, bringing a comfortable coolness.

"It's just a little weak, it's not a big deal, the doctor said it's good to rest for two days."

I don't know whose voice came faintly, male, but it was not warm and affectionate, very strange.

I can't remember how long it took, but Yan Liwu's consciousness finally cleared up, and then I saw Bi Xiao standing next to the bed helping her clean the wound on her forehead, and there were two men standing not far away, one was Wen Moqing who hurt her, and the other man was about the same age as Wen Moqing, but it was certain that he had never seen it before.

"Senior brother, she's awake!" Seeing that Yan Liwu opened his eyes, Bi Xiao happily shouted Wen Moqing, and turned around to breathe a long sigh of relief, "Miss Yan, how do you feel?" Dizziness or something uncomfortable? ”

Yan Liwu shook his head with difficulty, and slowly sat up with the help of Bi Xiao, wanting to speak, but his throat was so dry that he could only make a hoarse sound.

"Water." Wen Moqing looked at the strange man and unceremoniously reached out to ask for it.

"Can I refuse?" The man smiled bitterly, but poured a glass of water and handed it to Wen Moqing, "Moqing, can you take her to another place?" If it were someone else, I would have endured it, at most I would have found a doctor and provided some water and water to avoid disasters. But she is the King of Qinglian, if it is known that she is here, how can I explain it? ”

Wen Moqing turned her hand and handed the water cup to Bi Xiao, leaning on the bed frame leisurely: "Yes, I'll take her away, and I won't pay back the money I owe you." ”

“…… Bi Xiao, you paid for the food and drink along the way, right? It must be hard to follow this iron rooster who doesn't pull out a hair, and doesn't pay his debts. ”

Bi Xiao chuckled, and looked blankly at the two big men arguing childishly. It can be seen that the relationship between this person and Wen Moqing should be very close, otherwise Wen Moqing would not have shown such a bland but unguarded expression, as if he would feel much more at ease when he arrived here.

Seeing that Yan was still a little confused, Bi Xiao gently took her hand: "Don't worry, it's safe here." This is Senior Brother Jun Wunian, and he is also the boss of this Xuanran Building, and only Xuanran Building is the only one in the imperial capital who is safe. ”

"It would have to be without you." Jun Wunian muttered dissatisfied.

Wen Moqing didn't pay attention to Jun Wunian's complaints at all, looked at the sky outside the window, and his expression gradually became serious: "It's almost noon, it's best to get up and enter the palace immediately, and if you delay it for one more day, it will be more trouble." ”

"But Miss Yan has just woken up, and her body is still very weak...... Bi Xiao looked at Yan Li with a worried look, and shook her head at Wen Moqing, "Senior brother, let's enter the palace again tomorrow, at least let her rest for one night and sleep well." ”

The pleading gaze in Bi Xiao's eyes made Jun Wunian a little soft-hearted, and just now he kept saying that Yan was leaving with worry, and in a blink of an eye, he became a faction that supported Bi Xiao: "No matter how anxious you are, it won't be bad for this day, besides, if you don't get tired, Bi Xiao will be tired, and you have to take care of you after walking such a big circle, but you don't even have time to take a breath, is your heart iron?" ”

Yan Liwu didn't understand why Wen Moqing was in such a hurry, even she could hear Jun Wunian's half-joking tone, who expected, Wen Moqing's brows became more and more tight.

"Three days ago, I sent a message saying that if I arrived in the imperial capital today, even if I delay for an hour, it is a crime to bully the king, as long as she is still alive, I will enter the palace to meet the emperor before tonight." Sweeping his eyes and leaving his worries, Wen Moqing looked at the pale and haggard face indifferently, "Bi Xiao, you just stay in Xuanran Tower and wait for me to come back, there is no time to tell you first, I must take her directly to see the emperor." ”

Wen Moqing's temperament Bi Xiao and Jun Wunian both knew it, and they knew that they couldn't persuade him, and if they continued to talk about it, it would make him unhappy, so they had no choice but to shut up. Despite this, Bi Xiao was still very worried about her words, and seeing that she could barely squeeze out a smile, her heart became more and more uncomfortable.

"Do you want to go now? If you're not in a hurry, let me freshen up first, I can't go out to meet people like this. I drank a sip of water to moisten my throat, but I was still a little hoarse when I spoke. Yan Liwu never thought that he would suddenly be weak to this point, his heart was like numbness, and he added a layer of tiredness to his body.

Maybe it's because the pressure is too much, even if you desperately hide your emotions from others, your body will react most realistically.

After a little bit of worry, he left with Wen Moqing, and in the exquisite small building in the backyard of Xuan Ran Building, Jun Wunian and Bi Xiao looked at each other for a long time, and finally ended with a sigh in unison.

"I see that you seem to be very concerned about the Qinglian King, is there any reason? I remember that in the past, you and Mo Qing hated the Qinglian King the most, and every time you mentioned it, you wanted to kill him quickly. Jun Wunian brought the boiling water to warm the teacup, pinched out a few pieces of dry tea from the tea box and put them in the pot, and chatted with Bi Xiao while carefully pouring in the boiling water.

Bi Xiao stretched out his hand to hold the teacup, and the coldness from Yan Li's palm eased slightly: "Senior Brother Jun didn't pay attention to what I said just now, right?" In the eyes of ordinary people, she is the king of Qinglian, but in my eyes, she is just an ordinary and innocent woman. ”

"What do you mean? Her identity is disputed? ”

"Well, and it's hard to figure out the answer." Bi Xiao stared down at the teacup, laboriously sorting out the chaotic clues for the past few months, "Senior brother, the day they broke into the Qinglian Palace, the Qinglian King should have died, it was the senior brother who saw it with his own eyes, but later the senior brother and Bi Sheng found out that Yin Junbai was secretly hiding a person, this person was the Yan girl just now - she said that her name was also Yan Liwu, but she was not the Qinglian King." At first, the senior brother thought that Yin Junbai lied and shielded him, and hid the real Qinglian King for some purpose, and the girl was also lying for self-protection, but after a few contacts, he found out that Miss Yan and Qinglian King are too different, whether in terms of personality or habits, they are people who have nothing to do with Qinglian King at all. ”

Jun Wunian was engrossed in making tea, and his tone seemed to be a little careless: "Just because she behaved differently than before, you can easily conclude that she is not the Qinglian King himself?" ”

"I do ......" Jun Wunian's faint rhetorical question made Bi Xiao feel a little weak, and he was quiet for a long time, biting his lip and nodding heavily, "Yes, I'm a little emotional." But Miss Yan is really very different from King Qinglian, and Senior Brother Jun will understand as long as he contacts her for a while. Senior brother once said that King Qinglian was arrogant and indifferent, and his self-esteem was extremely strong, could such a person pretend to know nothing and be tortured everywhere? How could it be possible to endure humiliation in a place like Qinglou? And if it weren't for the suspicion that she wasn't the Qinglian King, Senior Brother wouldn't have kept her alive until now, right? ”

The boiling mist rose lightly, and after that mist, Jun Wunian's expression was blurred, only his voice was unusually clear.

"Before life and death, how many people can straighten their backs and remain the same? As for whether she is a human or a ghost, the Qinglian King, or something else...... The real reason for keeping her alive, Mo Qing never told you? ”

In the outer courtyard of the fragrant imperial study, nine important ministers of the imperial court waited anxiously, their eyes full of suspicion, but no one dared to take the initiative to talk.

After a while, the door of the imperial study opened, and Manager Zhao bowed and walked out lightly: "The emperor invites a few adults to go in." ”

No matter how big the imperial study is, there is only one doorway, and nine people are scrambling to squeeze in, and it is inevitable that the old and thin body will be squeezed and wail incessantly. Manager Zhao covered his mouth and snickered, with three points of disdain and seven points of pity in his eyes, and pushed the door panel on tiptoe, which could be regarded as allowing everyone to enter the house smoothly.

"Your Majesty! The emperor has something to say! ”

"The emperor will listen to the last general first! The end will expose the corrupt officials and corrupt officials of the government! Listen to what the last general will say first! ”

"Aren't you the corrupt official? Don't sue the wicked first! Your Majesty, the minister has something important to report, and Rong Chen will take the evidence and ask the emperor to look at it......"

Before squeezing into the house, the nine people exploded as if they were talking to each other, trying to become the closest person to Emperor Wen Jingyuan. Wen Jingyuan frowned and coughed but was drowned in the quarrel, and coughed heavily, but still didn't attract the attention of several people, and finally he was really annoyed, and smashed his fist on the bookcase, and the imperial study was instantly silent.

"I usually call on the ministers to make suggestions, and you are all like dumb people who don't say anything, why do you suddenly have so much to say today? Did you hear something and be scared, so you thought about making meritorious contributions? Wen Jingyuan snorted coldly, his face was blue and gloomy.

After a moment of silence, someone suddenly knelt on the ground and exchanged tears: "The emperor spares his life!" The minister is willing to confess all his crimes, and beg the emperor to give the minister a chance to make meritorious contributions. ”

The crying plea seemed to be a signal, and immediately after the kneeling man, the other eight people also knelt down one after another, their heads knocked one after another, and all kinds of begging for mercy were heard one after another. However, these people obviously paid more attention than the first one, and kept saying that they would make meritorious contributions, but none of them were willing to say what mistakes they had made.

Wen Jingyuan smiled coldly, clapped his hands, and walked around the two of them behind the screen on his side.

"I'm afraid that you won't be able to remember everything for a while, so I called two people to help you recall and remember together-you are all familiar with the prince of Dingyuan, so can you know this one?"

The nine people who were kneeling stopped pretending to shout, looked up in confusion, and when they saw the face of the person next to Wen Moqing, their faces were like ashes for a moment, and they all collapsed to the ground.

"Do you think I'm lying to you when I said I caught King Qinglian? Heh, just the name of the Qinglian King makes you scared to run to expose each other, and now you don't have any luck when you see the living Qinglian King? Wen Jingyuan leaned back slightly, and his fingers interlaced in the chair, and his squinted eyes flashed with a cold luster, "Let's talk about them one by one, tell me about the crimes you have committed, with King Qinglian listening by the side, if you don't say anything, I will add you to a crime." ”

The false and stiff wail a moment ago became true this time, and Manager Zhao quietly exited the imperial study and closed the door, sighed and shook his head, and turned around to clean up the mess in the outer courtyard.

"Mr. Zhao."

Hearing someone calling, Manager Zhao raised his head and followed the voice, his hand shook, and the stumps and leaves he had just picked up were sprinkled on the ground.