Zhao Yin didn't find anything in Xiuzhen Pavilion, so he could only leave with a group of Praetorian Guards. But for Shangguan Jing, Zhao Yin just felt a little hairy in her heart, this woman is really that simple?

Shangguan Jing sat back in the room and took out the dagger in her sleeve, the delicate dagger was soaked with cold sweat in the palm of her hand, and the cold handle was even more sleek.

Her head was messy, like a ball of yarn, tangled and entangled......

At this moment, she completely realized that she was completely isolated in this huge palace. She didn't dare to reveal half a point to anyone, even Zhu Xuan.

Perhaps it was because of the experience of life and death that made her more aware of the truth of the preciousness of life, and she did not dare to risk her life. This action has already startled the snake, and it seems that today's posture Leng Yang does not intend to expose this matter, and he has to dig three feet into the ground to find out the assassin.

At this moment, Shangguan Jing could only hold the cold dagger and bury himself in the dark.

She missed Murong Shuo...... I really want to ......

But she inadvertently remembered the sword that stabbed him and the words that were so ruthless......

How could a proud man like him endure the betrayal of others? Even if he sees him now, he will only think of himself as someone he has never met, and he won't even lift his eyelids, let alone expect him to help him.

Shangguan Jing, Shangguan Jing, what else do you have to be lucky?

At this moment, in Shangguan Jing's heart, Murong Shuo had already pronounced a death sentence for her. In the whole year that she had been gone, perhaps he would have lived a more nourishing life without her presence.

But Shangguan Jing would never know that a proud person like Murong Shuo would desperately search for her figure in the wilderness, even if it was a corpse, he would admit it.

But he didn't find any clues about her, and a voice seemed to tell him - she wasn't dead, she must be alive!

A year is enough to change a person.

Murong Shuo changed his previous cold temperament, began to plan for the Jingyang Palace, and even began to understand the affairs of the court. Perhaps in this world, he is the only person besides Shangguan Jing who dares to investigate the truth about the destruction of Shangguan's family.

Shangguan Jing didn't know, she thought that Murong Shuo was in the palace at the moment, after more than half a month, the two were in the same place, would the first mistake be exchanged for the second reunion?

In the Youlan Pavilion, Murong Ruolan sat at the table and held her breath to endure the bitterness and drink the medicine in the bowl.

Tao Yao pushed open the door of the hall just in time for Murong Ruolan to put down the medicine bowl, she hurriedly received the medicine bowl on the tray and held it up.

"Niangniang, Aunt Hibiscus is here." Tao Yao said cautiously.

Murong Ruolan nodded at her, and Tao Yao bent her knees slightly and withdrew from the dormitory with the tray.

At the right time, Aunt Jin walked in respectfully.

"The old slave has seen the concubine."

"Auntie doesn't have to be polite." Murong Ruolan said.

"Auntie, what's the important thing about coming here today?"

Aunt Jin took a step closer and said, "Back to Niangniang, the old slave has already won the trust of everyone in Xiuzhen Pavilion according to your intentions. This year's good family children who entered the palace are all extraordinary, you asked the old slave to pay more attention to the old slave also wrote down, this is a few pictures sent by today's painters, the old slave carefully selected three good families, please take a look. ”

Murong Ruolan took the scroll, unfolded it one by one and put it on the table, thinking about it.

"...... But what's wrong? Aunt Jin asked.

Murong Ruolan didn't even answer, but just read out the names of the three show girls: "Zhu Xuan, Bai Qingyan, Qiu Jing." ”

"Qiu Jing?" Murong Ruolan looked at Aunt Jin repeatedly.

Aunt Jin explained to her, "That's the eldest daughter of the hussar general Qiu Cheng. This woman is dignified and a good seedling. ”

Murong Ruolan nodded slightly, and Aunt Jin smiled knowingly—it seemed that she hadn't messed things up.

At the beginning, she was assigned by Murong Ruolan to come to Xiuzhen Pavilion on an errand and selected three talented and beautiful show girls according to her will. And the selected show girls stand out directly from the crowd, and they don't have to be admonished for months, which is a pie-in-the-sky thing!

Although Murong Ruolan is the imperial concubine and commands the harem, she is also afraid of Leng Yang's power. As long as Leng Yang interfered, she didn't dare to say much.

But she also knew why Leng Yang wanted to ask about the draft, which was nothing more than to give those selected show girls a little benefit, so that they could be their own eyeliner by Murong Chen's side.

Now Leng Yang doesn't trust his own son, and he has placed one eyeliner after another around him, and there is no place in the entire palace that can give Murong Chen a breath. In fact, this is also the reason why Murong Chen has been on the throne for so long and has not been willing to turn over the harem concubine brand.

Murong Ruolan didn't want to see Murong Chen anymore because she became moody because she avoided the woman arranged by her mother, so she decided that this time, even if she offended Leng Yang, she would establish a safe haven for him in this harem that belonged to him completely.

Although she also knew that if Murong Chen knew about this matter, she would inevitably be ridiculed by him, in fact, the big deal was to be angry, and in the end, he would still take the initiative to apologize.

It was precisely because Murong Ruolan knew Murong Chen that she dared to act like this.

"Auntie's vision has always been high, and Bengong is very satisfied, and when this is over, she will bring the three of them over to Bengong to take a good look."

"Yes, old slave, remember."

Aunt Jin left the scroll and left the Orchid Pavilion.

Murong Ruolan's slender hand lightly swiped over Shangguan Jing's portrait......

Murong Shuo stepped up his pace and walked towards Youlan Pavilion, and broke into the dormitory despite Tao Yao's obstruction. Murong Ruolan didn't have time to put away the three picture scrolls.

"Why is my sister hiding it from me? I didn't even know anything about such a big thing? Murong Shuo was a little annoyed, but he still couldn't bear to be angry at Murong Ruolan.

"Ah Shuo, why did you enter the palace at this time? It's about to be forbidden from the palace, so don't go home soon. ”

"Sister, there are some things you have to explain to me, otherwise I will never leave."

"My business is complicated, and I don't just want to take care of it. Listen to my sister and go back quickly. ”

"So far, does my sister still think it's just a simple competition for favor?"

Murong Ruolan heard that he had something to say.

"Ah Shuo, what do you mean by that?"

"Sister, Concubine Shu's father Zhao Weichen has been guarding the frontier for many years, and I don't know who I heard about his daughter's miscarriage this time, and now she is already on her way back. He now thinks that you killed his daughter. Sister, don't you just let them bully you if you don't resist? ”

"Ah Chen will help me deal with this matter, in short, I decided not to admit it if it wasn't for me to sit on."

"But Zhao Weichen has a heavy army, if he mistakenly believes the rumors, do you really think Your Majesty can protect you? Even if His Majesty is reluctant, then you must think that he can fight the Queen Mother? ”

Murong Shuo stepped forward and grabbed Murong Ruolan's hand, and continued, "Sister, let me help you." ”

Murong Ruolan understood him in the end, and said in one sentence: "I believe you want to help me, but in fact, you think that there are still many suspicious points in the case of the Shangguan family, and you need to find out." ”

Seeing what his sister thought in his heart, Murong Shuo did not have any other expression, and did not deny it.

His gaze inadvertently caught a glimpse of the three portraits, the last of which shocked him in particular—

Shangguan Jing! Is the woman on the picture scroll Shangguan Jing?

Murong Shuo let go of Murong Ruolan's hand and walked around her, carefully identifying-

That's right! It's really his Ah Jing!