"And now, King Qingjun's death has nothing to do with the short-lived Gu, and it has nothing to do with you?"

Dugu Xi nodded again and again, with obvious fear in his eyes: "Yes, Your Majesty, please believe me, really...... It really has nothing to do with me......

Zixi looked at him for a moment, took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his face for him, his voice was as gentle as his expression: "Xiao Xi'er, I scared you." ”

Duguxi shuddered.

"Is it okay to sleep tonight?" The corners of Zixi's lips were slightly raised, "I hope you are happy." ”

When Dugu Xi heard this, he shivered again and nodded stiffly: "Enjoyable...... Pleasant. ”

"It's good to be happy." Zixi smiled, "Let's go back, after bathing and changing, have a good night's rest, and get up early tomorrow morning and have nothing to do." ”

When the words fell, Duguxi suddenly felt like he had been pardoned, "Thank you...... Thank you, Your Majesty, I ...... I'll quit first......"

As he spoke, his body unconsciously took two steps back, and when he saw that Zixi didn't react, he dared to stand up and exit the dormitory in panic.

Zixi looked at his figure fleeing from the desert, and a smile of unknown meaning flashed across his lips: "Is it really so unbearable to be frightened?" I really don't believe it. ”

As soon as the words fell, she stood up, and thoughtfulness appeared in her eyes: "Uncle Huang, what do you think?" ”

"The minister is not in Xiling, and there is no way to know the true cause of the death of King Qingjun, so there is no way to make an accurate judgment." Nan Mohao shook his head, "But if what Duguxi said is true, then it is a little abnormal for King Qingjun to have an accident at this time." ”

Because the short-lived Gu didn't play its due role.

"Sometimes it's hard to kill someone, and sometimes it's very simple." Zixi walked back to the inner hall and leaned down at the head of the bed, "But no matter what, since the short-lived Gu has been rained down with great difficulty, and only the Great Xia National Master can control this kind of Gu, it is unlikely that the King of Qingjun will die easily." ”

So, so the King of Qingjun is really dead - can it be proved that this matter has nothing to do with Great Xia?

The corners of Zixi's lips pursed slightly.

No, these speculations don't prove anything without evidence.

"What time is it?"

"A moment."

That's almost the time of the morning dynasty.

Zixi closed his eyes and said in a light tone: "Uncle Huang, go sleep for a while." ”

There is still an hour before morning, and you can sleep a little longer.

The atmosphere is tense these days, there are many things waiting for them to do, time cannot be wasted, and they must be full of energy.

Nan Mohao answered, respectfully withdrew from the inner hall, and went to the brocade couch to half-lie down.

One inside and one outside, each of them closed their eyes but couldn't sleep.

Zixi was worried about Chu Chen, and was thinking about the various possibilities of King Qingjun's death.

And Nan Mohao was thinking that Fang Cai Zixi cut his finger with a dagger and made Duguxi drink her blood......

The teenager ...... It can no longer be stayed.

Before dawn, Zixi got up, and Nan Mohao served closely.

After washing up and taking care of the emperor's appearance, Zixi wore a dragon robe and went to the court majestically.

After the next dynasty, Zixi arrived at the Yuyang Palace.

Qin Sheng is not a courtier of the Ling Kingdom, so he doesn't have to get up early to go to the court, and his body has not fully recovered as before, so he still lies on the bed most of the time.

Zixi walked into the inner hall, and he had just woken up.

"Qin Shang."

Qin Sheng turned his head and sat up from the bed slowly: "Men and women don't kiss, Your Majesty always steps into my residence without notice, isn't it a bit unruly?" ”