When Meng Hui heard this, he quickly changed the topic: "Qingzhu, quickly send someone to welcome the imperial father back to the palace, don't delay." "Wan Ning has not heard from him since he moved to the palace, he has always disliked to cause trouble to people, and he doesn't like to brush up on his sense of existence, so he must have something to say when he took the initiative to find it.

Qingzhu didn't dare to mention the matter of pampering the son, so he hurriedly got up and walked out of the palace gate, and went to the palace to pick up people. Shang Yun led the group of Xuan Yu guards back to their original place, staring straight ahead with expressionless faces, as if nothing had happened.

Meng Hui didn't bother to deal with them, let alone get angry about this little thing, her mind was full of thinking about the reason why Wan Ning invited her to meet, and she couldn't guess what he could say.

Meng Hui had never paid much attention to the original owner's father, and after thinking about it carefully, he recalled that Wanning was also from a big family, but it was not a family in the imperial city, but a distant family in Qincheng.

Qincheng is located in a remote area in the northwest, and it is a desert to go out, and then it is a grassland, and across the grassland is a boundless sea that no one can cross. Qincheng has belonged to the Great Concubine since the beginning of history, and Wanjia has been the first family to guard the northwest since the founding of the country.

Wanning has a good background, and his appearance and temperament are outstanding, not to mention being placed in the remote northwest, even if he is playing lanterns in the imperial city, it is difficult to find such a brilliant person. It's a pity that Ji Jin is "dedicated" to Jiang Wuchen, and only likes men with the same tone, no matter how good Wanning is, he is not the ideal royal husband in her heart.

A stranger came running from the northwest and occupied the position of the person he once loved the most, and the diaphragm and boredom in Ji Jin's heart can be imagined. Fortunately, there is a death rule in the palace, on the fifteenth day of every month, the empress and the royal husband must sleep together, otherwise there is no existence in this world at all.

Wan Ning is as gentle as water, moisturizing things silently, and Ji Jin gradually no longer hates him so much. It's just that every time I encounter a celebration where I have to bring the royal husband to appear, I still feel that I feel that I should not be in the mood, and I always feel that Wanning occupies a position that should not be occupied.

Later, Taetea paid tribute to the son of the forgotten dust, and Ji Jin was like a treasure, and he loved him very much, except for the country, he couldn't wait to give everything away. Since then, Wan Ning has been even more unpopular with her, and even takes Wuchen to the Middle Palace on the fifteenth day of every month.

As the master of the middle palace, he keeps the empty bed alone on the fifteenth day of the month, and he has to watch Ji Jin take a low-ranking son to occupy the magpie's nest. Meng Hui felt that Wanning was too miserable.

"Ah, wait! After living so badly, is there really no complaint at all? If you were a normal person, you would definitely fight for favor, or take revenge directly, but Wan Ning didn't take the initiative to hook up with Ji Jin, and didn't attack the prince who forgot the dust, it's just too virgin! ”

Wanning is from the first major clan in the northwest, he must have been pampered and raised, and at the same time, it will not be rare to see intrigues, if he is really a virgin white lotus, the head of the family will send him to the palace because of madness......

Thinking of this, Meng Hui felt that the whole train of thought had been cleared.

Wanning is gentle like water, Wanning has no sense of existence, Wanning is not liked by the emperor, and is not regarded by everyone in the harem......

But he lived in this deep palace unscathed, and let Ji Jin give birth to his daughter Ji Luan, not only that, but he also protected Ji Luan well, and he never suffered any harm since he was a child.

Can a useless wretch really do it all? What's more, he still lived to this day after doing it, and arrived at the palace safely and began his retirement life.

Meng Hui was almost sure that Wanning was not as harmless as it seemed on the outside. Before anyone came, she hurriedly found information about Wanjia and carefully read it from beginning to end.

There are nomadic people in the grasslands outside the desert in the northwest, but they are all small tribes that do not have a climate, except for these small tribes, the entire northwest does not border with any country, and the possibility of ten thousand families collaborating with the enemy can be completely ruled out.

After carefully flipping through the information, Meng Hui found from some words that the establishment of this family was actually related to the first generation of national teachers. She frowned, read word by word, analyzed the deep meaning of each word, and finally came to a vague conclusion.

"The first generation of national teachers calculated two 'mandates of heaven' when Da Cheng opened the country, one was hidden in the National Teacher's Palace and guarded by the national teachers of previous dynasties, and the other seemed to be in ten thousand homes. The establishment of the Wanjia family was only to bring the second Heavenly Mandate to the remote places in the northwest. ”

The sacrificial altar and Qikang's clothes were all made by the first generation of national teachers, and since he knew this, Meng Hui no longer underestimated this person who truly transcended the mundane. The second generation of the national teacher and Qikang may be half a god, and the first generation has some real skills.

Although Meng Hui didn't believe that he was capable enough to calculate the "Mandate of Heaven", it was still possible to vaguely glimpse something. These specious "Mandates of Heaven" are nothing to real immortals, and to ordinary people, they can indeed be regarded as prophecies.

"I don't know what the content of these two mandates is, being taken so seriously by the first generation of national teachers is definitely not a trivial matter, most of it is related to the change of dynasty." Meng Hui planned to take some time to go to the National Teacher Palace.

She is not afraid that Qi Kang will hide it and not say it, since she has "hidden" the Mandate of Heaven in the National Teacher Palace, it must be something written on the physical object, and she will look for it carefully with her mind.

As for the second path of the Heavenly Mandate to hide ten thousand families...... Meng Hui was about to ask Wan Ning, but a report came from outside, saying that the imperial father had arrived outside the palace.

"Ask him to come in."

Wan Ning came much faster than expected, and Meng Hui guessed that he probably left the palace first, and arrived at the palace to directly find the word of the word. This is very inconsistent with his cautious and cautious character, could something really happen?

There was a rush of footsteps outside, and with a squeak, the door of the hall was opened from the outside, and a thin and slender figure seemed to float inside, bowing deeply to greet Meng Hui.

"Father doesn't have to be polite." Meng Hui's voice was very soft and slow, trying to restore Ji Luan's tone, she turned her head and instructed the waiters present, "You go down first, I have something to say to my father." ”

"Yes." After Shang Yun received the order, he left the inner hall with a group of people and stayed outside the door.

Hearing the door of the hall behind him close, Wan Ning slowly straightened up, with tears in his eyes, his lower lip trembled slightly, and asked in Meng Hui's surprised gaze, "What about my daughter?" ”

Meng Hui raised his eyebrows, his first reaction was to pretend to be stupid, his eyes were frightened, and his voice trembled: "Father...... What's wrong with you...... Am I not here? ”

"Nope! You're not Luan! Wan Ning's tone was extremely firm, and there was an anxious look in his red eyes, "Tell me, where is Ah Luan?" ”

He stared at Meng Hui's eyes, not trying to find a familiar look from them, but just trying to force out the truth in this way.

Seeing this, Meng Hui put away the frightened expression he pretended, and asked calmly: "Tell me first, how did you know that I was not a concubine." ”

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