Hateful? Avenge!

At first hearing these four words, Meng Xilan's eyes flashed, and she suddenly felt a chill in her back.

Zhu Lu was beside him, and he shuddered, glared at Gao Fuli and said, "Good and decent, what are you talking about these bad things?" ”

Gao Fuli was a little apprehensive, but he felt that he was not wrong, the master was obviously very concerned about the affairs of the Changqing Palace, and he should want to know about these things. He cautiously looked at Meng Xilan's face, her expression was a little confused, a little shocked, and a little inexplicably tangled.

"You just said Concubine Xiao, but the biological mother of the Nine Emperor Princes Zhou Youchen?"

Gao Fufu nodded busily.

Back then, after Ashina gave birth to Zhou Youchen, the emperor canonized her as Concubine Xiao, but unfortunately she had no life and enjoyed this blessing.

"Didn't she die of illness? How can there be such a thing as revenge? Meng Xilan asked.

Gao Fuli scratched his head: "This, minion...... The minions are not very clear, and there are many rumors in the palace...... Some people say that Concubine Xiao died of illness, but some people say that she was killed by someone! ”

I think that at the beginning, Ashina gave birth to a prince and canonized the concubine, which was a time when the scenery was infinite, but the emperor suspected disloyalty, and ended up with a tragic death. And her son Zhou Youchen also became a pitiful worm.

If Ashina's belly was not pregnant with the emperor's flesh and blood back then, then why did she go back to the palace and return to this most dangerous place? So, there may really be a conspiracy hidden here......

There is no wind and no waves, and it seems that those rumored doubts and speculations are not all groundless.

In the blink of an eye, Meng Xilan's brows became deeper and deeper. Inexplicably, she seems to be curious about Zhou Youchen's life experience again.

If Zhou Youchen is really a pure royal blood, then he is also a righteous prince with a noble status. In the future, he is also qualified to participate in the battle for succession, and he has the same chance to win the country of Beiyan...... Thinking of this, Meng Xilan subconsciously shook her head, and suddenly felt that her thoughts were ridiculous!

An extremely clear memory is in front of him, in the years-long battle for succession, there is no such thing as Zhou Youchen at all, and there are no fragments about him, he is obviously an outsider.

According to Zhou Youchen's current situation, he is already lucky to be alive, and it is a fool's dream to expect anything else.

Meng Xilan was silent for a long time, so long that Gao Fu and Zhulu were a little confused, and then said lightly: "It's useless to listen to more things, not to mention that this matter has nothing to do with us, so don't mention it in the future." ”

High welfare nods yes.

Putting away those unnecessary thoughts, Meng Xilan stood up, patted Gao Fuli's shoulder, and said, "You have done a good job in this matter today, and you will have to be so careful every time in the future." ”

Gao Fulu was overjoyed when he heard this, but he didn't dare to be presumptuous: "Being able to share the worries of the master is the creation of a slave!" ”

Meng Xilan smiled meaningfully. Yes, if Gao Fuli is loyal enough, maybe he will become his right-hand man in the future.

Recently, the Queen Mother has been working hard for the prince's marriage. Because this year is a disaster year, she advocates not to be extravagant and wasteful, no need to be extravagant, and try to keep everything simple.

Meng Xilan watched from the sidelines, and couldn't help but be secretly sad.

Everyone in the palace said that it was a great joy, but no one was really optimistic.

Meng Xilan couldn't be happy, her best friend was about to become the crown princess, but she couldn't send her blessings from the bottom of her heart.

As a woman, life is not easy, the first half of her life is proud of her husband, and the second half of her life is proud of her son.

After lunch, the Queen Mother had a headache and was resting in bed, and Meng Xilan went to the Buddha to burn scriptures on her behalf.

However, she is not the only one in the Buddha hall today.

Li Jieyu knelt on the futon in the center, folded her hands, stared at the golden Buddha statue in front of her, and said something in her mouth, as if she wanted something.

She must have prayed for the sake of the child in her womb.

Meng Xilan was slightly stunned, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly stepped forward and saluted her: "Jieyu Niangniang Wan'an." ”

Li Jieyu turned her head slowly, glanced at Meng Xilan, turned her head slowly, and asked lightly, "Who are you?" ”

Meng Xilan was slightly embarrassed when she heard this.

It turned out that she didn't remember her anymore.

The grandmother who served on the side reminded loudly: "Niangniang, this Miss Meng who lives in Cining Palace and accompanies Her Royal Highness the Princess." ”

"Oh, it turned out to be Miss Meng." Li Jieyu replied lightly, and then stopped speaking.

Seeing that Meng Xilan was still standing still, the grandmother beside her smiled and said, "Our mother has just entered the palace, and there are not many people we know. Girl...... You're here to incense too? ”

Meng Xilan nodded lightly: "Well, I copied a scripture for the Queen Mother." ”

Since Li Jieyu had a cold attitude, Meng Xilan had no intention of stammering, and only focused on the matter at hand.

When she was incense, she passed by Li Jieyu's side, and faintly smelled a faint fragrance on the tip of her nose, the smell was very different, and it didn't feel like ordinary rouge gouache.

Meng Xilan sniffed it carefully, only to feel that the fragrance was a little familiar, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

In the evening, Meng Xilan, who had already returned to the room, still had Li Jieyu's cold face and the strange fragrance on her body constantly emerging in front of her......

When she was distracted, the corner of her eye inadvertently swept to the little palace maid who was changing the water, and when she walked, her left leg was a little limp, and it didn't look right.

"What's wrong with your leg?" Meng Xilan retracted her mind and asked quietly.

The little palace maid's name is Bailing, and she is usually responsible for some cleaning and tidying up odd jobs, and she is honest and doesn't like to talk.

Before, Zhu Lu once mentioned to her that among these palace maids, she was the most diligent and neat in her work.

"Back to the girl, the slave accidentally fell yesterday and broke her knee, so it's a little inconvenient to walk." Bai Ling bowed his head and replied, his voice was very small.

"Is the injury serious, do you need to find someone to see it?" Meng Xilan said with a little concern.

Who knows, the Bailing was startled when he heard this, and shook his head again and again and said that it didn't matter, as if he was afraid that people would know.

Meng Xilan secretly felt that something was wrong, and said, "It's better to find a doctor to come over and see if it's safe." Don't hurt your bones and fall to the root of your disease. ”

Bai Ling still shook his head anxiously, his expression was flustered, and even his eyes were a little red.

"What are you afraid of?" Meng Xilan's tone suddenly became stern.

Her performance is so abnormal that she has to be heartfelt.

Bai Ling still shook his head, silent, and the word "afraid" was written all over his face.

Meng Xilan doesn't like to guess things the most, no, it seems that she has to ask a doctor to come and see what is going on.

Meng Xilan instructed Gao Fuli to press her to the chair and sit down, looking at her face in a cold sweat, her eyes dimmed slightly.