Chapter 131: Mother's Secret
Wen didn't speak again, but just clenched the cup in his hand. But no matter how hot the water in this cup is, it can't warm his heart. Time seemed to stand still at this moment, Wen Gu had red eyes, choked his throat, and said in a low voice, "Then there was turmoil, and we were separated." β
"So you came to Daye, actually to find Murong?" Zhao Wuwu looked at him.
"I'm afraid I can't find it." He laughed bitterly twice, laughing more ugly than crying.
Zhao Wuwu stared, "Is Murong the owner of that jade pendant?" β
She mentioned the jade pendant again, no matter how much she went around in circles, she always had a way to say it. Wen Gu nodded, and then shook his head again, "That jade pendant is not Murong's, it's mine." β
His eyebrows rose suddenly, and Zhao Wuwu's body was slightly stunned, "What did you say?" That jade pendant is yours? Why is it in my mother's hands? β
"If I knew everything, I wouldn't have to sit here and be questioned by you." "The story has ended here, and you know the rest of the story, so there's nothing to ask." β
"No, you haven't told me yet, where did your grievances with Mu Baili come from?" Zhao Wuwu is not easy to fool, do you think these three words can fool her over?
Wen smiled coldly, "Didn't I say that?" There was unrest. In this turmoil, someone betrayed the Wu clan and brought the Wu clan to extinction. Among those who died, there were Mu Baili's relatives. β
"So Mu Baili tolerates Xue Lan because Xue Lan is related to him?" Zhao Wuwu's body was slightly stunned.
If this is the case, then didn't you go too far in the matter of marriage?
Suddenly, her eyebrows sank slightly, how can this be considered excessive? Everything was brought on by Mu Baili, and they were still enemies, so no matter what they did, they would never say anything excessive.
"I don't know." Wen let out a long breath, "You said that everyone has their own secrets, so there are some things that no matter how much you ask, I won't say anything anymore." Rubbing salt on a wound is not a gentleman's doing. β
"You think I'm a gentleman?" Zhao Wuwu smiled contemptuously, "I think I have never been a gentleman, and the so-called humble gentleman is just a hypocritical villain behind closed doors." I'd rather be a real villain than a hypocrite. β
Speechless.
Zhao Wuwu said, "Since you don't want to say it again, I won't force it." Although you are a mixed bag, I should still thank you for popularizing the art of witchcraft for me. Now I understand that there really is some kind of mysterious power in this world. β
Hearing this, Wen Su stared at her in disbelief, "Do you believe in witch Gu?" β
"You should be a very good witch master, I have seen with my own eyes your development of Gu poison, of course I believe it." Zhao Wuwu smiled, "The Murong in your mouth should be more powerful, it's a pity that I couldn't meet her." This woman is so smart, no wonder you still miss it to this day. β
Wen smiled coldly, "What I can't forget is the friendship between us, not her intelligence and beauty." You're too young to understand. I hope you won't understand that kind of unforgettable liver and intestines in this life. β
Zhao Wuwu stood there, watching the back of Wen leaving.
She lowered her eyebrows, watching his footsteps be extremely heavy, perhaps these mixed stories are enough to make me refresh the past, tear the scar again, and the pain is deep to the bone. The most helpless, the love is deep and shallow, and the lovesickness turns into ashes.
Standing under the moon, looking up at the bright moon. I still remember that the fine snow flew in the past, and the eyebrows and eyes were the same.
He looked back at Zhao Wuwu, who was standing on the listening wind tower, lowered his head and smiled lightly, and then left.
Zhao Wuwu stood under the eaves and looked at the old man who walked out of the courtyard gate. In the dim candlelight, she looked indifferent, as if she was thinking about something.
Yun Zheng stepped forward slowly, carefully covering Zhao Wuwu with a shawl, "Son, don't stand at the tuyere, beware of catching a cold." β
"Yun Zheng, do you believe that there is true love in this world?" Zhao Wuwu asked in a low voice.
Yun Zheng smiled, "Childe, what's wrong?" Why did you suddenly remember to ask this? β
"Can you believe it?" Zhao Wuwu looked back at her.
Seeing that Zhao Wuwu recognized the truth, Yun Zheng thought about it, and blushed slightly in the faint light, "The slave didn't believe it either, but after listening to so many dramas, the slave thought that there are always so many people in this world - they are affectionate." Although life and death seem to be nonsense, if it falls on you one day, you will probably be desperate! β
"So, you believe it." Zhao Wuwu sighed lightly.
Hearing Zhao Wuwu's sigh, Yun Zheng's face tightened, and he hurriedly saluted, "The slave is speechless, please forgive the son." β
"Get up!" Zhao Wuwu walked slowly towards the room, "I still don't believe it, the so-called promise of life and death is just helpless!" If everyone is affectionate, how can there be such a thing as an infatuated woman? β
Yun Zheng nodded, "But Childe, a hundred kinds of rice raise a hundred kinds of people." β
Zhao Wuwu chuckled, "Okay, don't talk about this, you don't have it, and I won't have it." β
Hearing this, Yun Zheng lowered his head and smiled shyly, "The slave doesn't want to think about this, as long as the slave can accompany the son, she will have no regrets in this life." Then he said, "By the way, Childe, Fusheng has been asking to see you, but Childe-"
"Ming'er asked him to come to see me, I'm too tired at the moment to see anyone again." Zhao Wuwu pushed the door and entered.
"Slave understands!" Yun Zheng bowed his head and turned to make the bed.
"You're on himβ" Zhao Wuwu paused.
Yun Zheng's body trembled, and he subconsciously squeezed the futon in his hand, "What are you talking about?" A slave is born as a child, and death is the soul of a child, and she will never turn her back on her son in this life. β
Zhao Wuwu leaned on the soft couch, closed his eyes and smiled gently, "Who knows what will happen in the future?" It's always one step at a time! β
"What is Childe worried about?" Yun Zheng made the bed, turned back to Zhao Wuwu, squatted down, and gently kneaded Zhao Wuwu's shoulder, "Although Xiangye hasn't come back yet, Gongzi is a member of the first rank and the Senate cabinet, what an honor." Inside and outside the capital, except for the nine-thousand-year-old one in Dongchang, the rest is Gongzi who is in charge alone, and Gongzi can relax. β
"Relax, you can only wait for people to be swords, and I will be fish and meat." Zhao Wuwu said indifferently, looking tired, "It's cold in high places, it's not something you can understand." β
Yun Zheng smiled shallowly and responded in a low voice, "What Childe said is extremely true, the slave maid naturally doesn't know, what the slave can do is just let Childe relax as much as possible and take care of his body as much as possible." β
"All these years, I owe you a lot." Zhao Wuwu sighed lightly.
Early the next morning, Fusheng was waiting outside the Tingfeng Tower, and when Yunzheng went out, he saw the joy on Fusheng's face at a glance.
Fusheng stood there, staring at Yun Zheng with a light smile, "Yun Zheng girl? β
Yun Zheng saluted shallowly, "Childe has already gotten up, bother you to wait." Childe's stomach is not very good, you can wait until Childe finishes breakfast before going in! β
"Good!" Fusheng nodded again and again, "Yunzheng girl, can you have breakfast?" β
"The floating boy asks too much, don't care about these things in the future." Yun Zheng took a deep breath and turned to leave.
Fusheng's face tightened, "Yunzheng girl, I don't mean anything else, I just think Yunzheng girl is a good girl, and someone should love you." β
"Whether it hurts or not is my own business." Yun Zheng lowered his head, his face slightly pale.
The next moment, Fusheng suddenly held Yun Zheng's hand, "Yun Zheng girl? β
Yun Zheng was startled for a moment, and then quickly shook off his floating hand, his face was as white as paper in an instant, and his body trembled slightly. Her face was cold, and her tone was cold and trembling slightly, "I am the maid of Gongzi and the slave of Shangshu Mansion, and I will not think about anything wrong in this life." The floating boy is good to Yun Zheng, and Yun Zheng will remember it. Please also, please don't say such things again in the future, lest anyone's face will not look good when you get it. β
After that, Yun Zheng almost trotted all the way to escape.
Fusheng stood there and smiled a little treacherously, this woman who has not done the things of men and women is always a little jerky. In the depths of the empty soul, I am actually longing for someone who can really love a love!
Otherwise, Yunzheng would not have fled like this.
It's not daring, it's also fearing.
Xi Mo came out of the door, and looked fixedly at Fusheng who was standing there alone laughing, and frowned slightly, "What is Fusheng looking at?" β
Fusheng looked back at him, "It's nothing. β
"Childe is invited." Xi Mo bowed his head.
"Thank you!" Floating Life walked through the door.
Zhao Wuwu sat under the pear blossom tree, dressed in white, with clear eyebrows. Two cups of fruit tea are now steaming hot, and you can smell this elegant fragrance from afar.
"Childe!" Floating Salute.
Zhao Wuwu didn't look at him either, holding a yellow scroll in his hand, Gu Zi flipped through it, and said lightly, "Sit." β
"Gongzi Xie!" Sit down.
"I heard that during the days when I was not in the mansion, you have been studying the mysteries of the formation." Zhao Wuwu sat under the pear blossom tree, casually flipping through the yellow scroll in his hand, "What do you know?" Talk to me! β
Fusheng pursed his lips, "Yes!" Then he spoke, "Last time, Childe mentioned the black formation, so I took advantage of this time to recuperate, so I carefully studied the origin of this black formation, and instead derived a kind of trapped formation. β
"Is that the formation you used to trap Mu Baili last time? Let him be unguarded in his deep sleep, and then quietly take his life? Zhao Wuwu said indifferently.
"Better." Fusheng laughed.
Suddenly, his expression was shocked, but he saw that Zhao Wuwu's eyes were ruthless, and he suddenly understood in his heart. The next moment, Fusheng hurriedly knelt on the ground, "Childe forgives the sin, Fusheng is notβnot intentionallyβ"
Zhao Wuwu got up slowly, walked to Fusheng unhurriedly, and suddenly raised his hand and slapped Fusheng in the face, "I said a long time ago, don't be clever in front of me, but you have disobeyed my orders three or four times." β
With that, she leaned down and squatted, her slender fingertips slowly caressing her pale cheeks. She stared at Fusheng's face quietly, "I hate hypocrites the most in my life, and it's unfortunate that you just got into this ranks." β
"Childe forgives sins!" Fusheng knelt at Zhao Wuwu's feet.
Zhao Wuwu got up, his eyes were gloomy, "Fusheng, what do you say I should do with you?" β
Fusheng didn't dare to squeak.
"Maybe I should send you to the edict of Dongchang, so that you can tell the truth." Zhao Wuwu stood with his hands in his hands, "There is no room for sand in my eyes." β
"Childe wants to drive me away?" Fusheng looked up in shock.
"In my life, Zhao Wuwu, I am used to treating others as chess pieces, so I am very borrowed by others to kill people." Zhao Wuwu folded a pear leaf and fiddled with it in his palm as if nothing happened, "I don't want to know about your grievances with Dongchang, it's your own business." β
Fusheng bowed his head, "Childe wants to drive me away, not just because of this!" β
Zhao Wuwu let out a long breath, "What do you think?" β
"I don't know, I still hope that the son will make it clear." Floating eyes.
"You've got a mind you shouldn't have." Zhao Wuwu smiled coldly, "Coveting the things in Shangshu's Mansion has to pay a price." β
Fusheng suddenly understood that Zhao Wuwu was not trying to drive him away, but to contain him. He held his breath, "Childe meansβ"
"Cloud Kite!" Zhao Wuwu spit out these two words coldly, "You shouldn't touch the people around me, it's very dangerous and stupid." If you want a woman, there are women who can serve you. She placed a porcelain vase on the stone table, "Yun Zheng or your own life, choose one!" β
Fusheng stared at Zhao Wuwu in shock, and clenched his fist in his sleeve in disbelief.
"Don't worry, you are well versed in the art of the five elements, and you know how to set up and break the formation, I, Zhao Wuwu, can also be regarded as a person who cherishes talents, and I will not kill you." She smiled coldly, "Have you ever heard of such a thing as Gu?" β
"Gu?" Fusheng's face is pale.
"After taking the Gu poison, I can let you continue to stay in Shangshu Mansion, and as for Yun Zheng, when the time comes, you will fight for it with your own ability. If you choose to retreat with your whole body, I will not stop you, and when you leave the gate of Shangshufu, you will still be free. Zhao Wuwu turned around and left, "I won't force you, you can choose yourself!" β
Xi Mo stepped forward to stare at it, looking at the floating life in front of him with a smile, "The floating son is young, he is in his prime of life, and he has the ability to do it. If you succumb to Yunzheng alone, I'm afraid you are unwilling, right? β
Fusheng staggered as he got up, and his pale face was only terrifyingly stiff. When he held the porcelain vase with one hand, his body trembled slightly, and this tremor did not know whether it came from fear or anger.
The white knuckles can't crush the porcelain bottle.
Xi Mo smiled, "The floating boy made a decision earlier, let's talk back to the son, the son doesn't like people who are hesitant." β
Fusheng stared at Xi Mo, suddenly smiled coldly, and drank the contents of the porcelain vase in the next moment.
"Welcome to Fusheng Gongzi to officially become a member of our Shangshu Mansion, Gongzi has explained that the things in this porcelain bottle are actually not Gu poison, just the simplest white water!" Xi Mo saluted, "Go back and rest!" If you're frightened today, Childe will make amends to you. β
When Xi Mo left, Fusheng sat on the stone bench with a butt, and he couldn't tell what Zhao Wuwu was thinking? Which of her words is true and which is false?
Between the virtual and the real, he only felt that his mind was very messy, and everything was messy.
Zhao Wuwu disrupted all his thoughts, such a moody prince of the Xiangfu, his mind was no longer in line with his age. Underestimating Zhao Wuwu is tantamount to asking for his own death.
Zhao Wuwu has to go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion today, so he doesn't have time to follow the floating ink.
Yunzheng prepared the carriage early and waited at the gate of the house.
"Does Childe think Fusheng will stay?" Yun Zheng frowned.
Zhao Wuwu leaned against the wall of the car and coughed lightly, "What do you think?" β
Yun Zheng smiled, "The slave maid thinks that people are greedy for life and afraid of death, but they are afraid that they will not stay." β
"You're looking down on your own charm." Zhao Wuwu took a deep breath, "The people I teach under my hands should be excellent. Yunzheng, will you hate me? β
Yun Zheng was stunned, and his face tightened slightly, "No matter what Childe wants Yun Zheng to do, Yun Zheng will swear to the death, Childe rest assured." β
"I don't have anything to worry about you, but I feel a little reluctant." Zhao Wuwu's words were soft, and he seemed to be very weak.
Yun Zheng smiled, "Don't be reluctant to give up your son, Yun Zheng was born to live and die for his son." As long as he can accompany his son, Yunzheng is willing to do anything. These days, how tired Zhao Wuwu is, Yun Zheng knows it, so she doesn't want her son to work hard.
Back at the Prime Minister's Mansion and back to a familiar place, Zhao Wuwu stood in the main courtyard, narrowing his eyes slightly, feeling a little inexplicably uneasy. Pushing open the mother's room, the furnishings inside are still the same as when the mother left, and there is no change at all.
Yun Zheng was waiting outside, and Zhao Wuwu went in alone.
Huge room, vacant for so many years. My father was alone, and I didn't know how to feel. She remembered that her mother had put all her childhood toys in a box, and she didn't know where she had put the box.
Zhao Wuwu began to rummage, looking inside and out.
Finally, under the bed, I found the wooden box.
"Cloud Kite!" Zhao Wuwu shouted, and Yunzheng quickly entered the door.
Yun Zheng dragged the box out from under the bed, with a lock hanging from it, and it looked like it had to have a key. Thinking of this, Zhao Wuwu began to rummage through his mother's dresser, found a lot of keys in the drawer, tested them one by one, and finally opened the wooden box.
"What's in there?" Yun Zheng was puzzled.
Zhao Wuwu looked a little happy, "It's my plaything when I was a child." β
There are a lot of "treasures" in this box, all of which are cleaned up by my mother and carefully treasured. Looking at it now, Zhao Wuwu was a little ecstatic.
Tiger head hat, tiger head shoes, that little one, just a little bit in the palm of your hand. There is also her wishful harmony and peace lock, and a necklace inlaid with gold and jade. The most precious thing is the bamboo grasshopper woven by the mother, and the lifelike appearance is really joyful.
"These are all things that Childe played with when he was a child, look at this shuttlecock!" Yunzheng grew up with Zhao Wuwu since he was a child, and of course he also recognizes these.
Zhao Wuwu picked up the shuttlecock, and his memory seemed to return to his childhood, "Dad said that as a man, you can't play these daughters' things, but my mother saw that I really liked it, so she quietly made one for me behind my father's back." When my father was not at home, my mother and I played shuttlecock behind closed doors. β
As she spoke, her eyes darkened.
It's a pity that he was later discovered by his father, who said that he had burned the shuttlecock. Unexpectedly, he was quietly left by his mother and locked in a box like this.
Suddenly, Zhao Wuwu found a rough wooden box at the bottom of the box.
This box doesn't look like a thing from Xiangfu, because it's too simple, and there is no pattern on it, like something in the homes of ordinary people. It must be known that the objects in the Prime Minister's Mansion are all of the best materials, and this wooden box is a little fluttery in the hand, which shows that the wood is not good, so that after many years, the wood is flocculent.
There was a lock hanging on the box, but because the wood was not good, Zhao Wuwu just pulled it lightly, and then pulled the copper lock and the lock together.
"This wood is too poor, how can Madame have such a thing?" Yun Zheng frowned.
Zhao Wuwu didn't know why his mother would take such a box to hold things, and when he opened the box, there was something inside, which made Zhao Wuwu stunned.
Red rope?
A red rope?!
What my mother said is not a lie, it is not crazy, it is true! What can be placed with these playthings can only be Zhao Wuwu's objects, so this red rope is likely to be Zhao Wuwu's.
Looking at the red rope in his hand, Zhao Wuwujiao frowned slightly, looking no different from the red rope given by Su Xi.
But Zhao Wuwu rarely cared about the material of this silk thread, and handed it to Yun Zheng instead, "Yun Zheng, come and see, is the silk thread of this red rope similar to the one I showed you earlier?" β
The needlework of Yun Zheng is excellent, so most of Zhao Wuwu's intimate clothes are from Yun Zheng's hands.
Touching the red rope, Yun Zheng frowned slightly, "The slave is clumsy, I didn't see any difference, the red rope made of these two silk threads is not like the spinning of the Central Plains." According to the slave maid, it is the same. Childe, is there any beauty in this red rope? β
Zhao Wuwu took the red rope and smiled slightly, "Naturally, there is something wonderful." β
His eyebrows jumped suddenly, and his heart was filled with uneasiness.
When she came in, her heart was conflicted and complicated, she wanted to find the red rope, and she hoped that all her budget would be lost. At the very least, it will dispel some of the doubts.
However, God loves to joke the most, and finally let her jump into the fire pit.
"Childe?" Yun Zheng had already sensed that something was wrong with Zhao Wuwu, and his face was a little panicked, "Childe, are you okay?" β
Zhao Wuwu came back to his senses and smiled casually, "It's okay, what can I do?" "Isn't that what the sky is like when the sky falls? Besides, the sky hasn't fallen yet!
In addition to this red rope in this wooden box, there are some strange things, and Zhao Wuwu can't tell its purpose for the time being, so he simply took the box away. It's not too late to take it back and study it slowly, and at this moment, Su Xi has already begun to investigate the affairs of the Wu clan outside the northern frontier.
She wanted to see how many truths were in this old mouth.
The carriage turned back to Shangshu Mansion, and who knew that Jian Weizhong, the secretary of the Ministry of Works, was already waiting in the flower hall in Shangshu Mansion, saying that it was about the dredging of Yingqu.
"After the summer, the rain will increase, but fortunately, the dredging work is nearing the end, and the balance of the imperial court's appropriation will be calculated in these two days, and the project will be submitted to the emperor after the project is liquidated." Jian Weizhong was a little happy and a little disappointed, "The accounts are almost sorted out now, and when the time comes, just wait for Lord Zhao to see it, and it will be completely completed." β
This time the dredging of the Yingqu canal, he failed to take advantage of the slightest benefit, and his heart was naturally unbalanced. After all, this fat difference, how many white flowers and silver are placed in front of him, but he can't take a little bit, it's too painful.
"There's Lord Laojian." Zhao Wuwu sat down with a smile, "These days, I am running around and not in Beijing, and this matter of dredging the canal is all thanks to Lord Jian's hands." The emperor will definitely reward him for such merits. This time, Master Jian is going to be added to the ranks. β
Hearing this, Jian Weizhong's face was overjoyed, "Thank you, Lord Zhao." Now that Zhao Wuwu is a young master, he is below her father Zhao Song, and he is a first-class member, and his status is not what it used to be.
With Zhao Wuwu's words, Jian Weizhong wants to be added to the rank and knighthood, and it is really just around the corner. Especially the relationship between Jian Yan and Zhao Wuwu, so Jian Wei is loyal and happy.
It is everyone's dream to be promoted to the rank and become a knight.
Zhao Wuwu coughed lightly, "Lord Jian will list the names clearly in the past two days, and the emperor will hold a celebration banquet for me and the Chitose Lord in two days, if it can be the icing on the cake, I will be happier to come to the emperor." β
"Yes!" Jian Weizhong bowed, "The next official will do it immediately." β
"By the way, how is Jian Yan now?" Zhao Wuwu asked.
Jian Weizhong sighed lightly, "This stinky boy quietly left home at the beginning, leaving my assigned family affairs alone, and now I punish him for thinking about it in the ancestral hall." It has caused a lot of trouble to Lord Zhao, and it is the subordinates who have no way to teach their children. β
Zhao Wuwu was relieved, "It's nothing, it's just that I annoyed Lord Jian to look at it more." Although Jian Yan is useless and nameless, as the only son of your Jian family, it is time to start a family at such an age. Of course, I'm just a friend's words, if there is any rudeness, I hope that Master Jian Haihan. β
"Lord Zhao is also for the sake of Jian Yan, as his father, I can naturally understand." Jian Weizhong sighed helplessly, "Then I don't know what's wrong with this kid, so many beautiful ladies don't want to be like flowers, and they only run out." After speaking, Jian Weizhong looked at Zhao Wuwu thoughtfully, "Jian Yan is quite affectionate, I am a father sometimes-"
Zhao Wuwu naturally understands Jian Weizhong's concerns, and now it is rumored that Jian Yan has a habit of breaking sleeves with her. So Jian Weizhong's worries are not unreasonable, after all, there are some things that are rumored to be too much, and the fake will become true.
"Jian Yan and I are brothers, Master Jian doesn't have to care. Jian Yan's marriage has not been decided for a long time, but it is actually my heart knot. Zhao Wuwu sighed lightly, "I will consider this matter carefully." β
She thought about it, how many women are still waiting in the boudoir in this capital? She is in charge of the Ministry of Rites, and she is more or less aware of the marriage of eunuch women.
Suddenly, she remembered someone.
"The emperor's fifteen princesses are about fifteen, right?" Zhao Wuwu looked at Jian Weizhong meaningfully.
Hearing this, Jian Weizhong was overjoyed at the moment, "What does Lord Zhao meanβ"
"Last year, the emperor also planned to marry the fifteenth princess to the barbarian state and marry the barren country. I didn't know that later, the desolation invaded the border of my Daye, and the marriage was delayed. The fifteenth princess was able to continue to raise it in the palace until today. "Zhao Wuwu is in charge of the Ministry of Rites, so he naturally knows a lot about this matter.
Jian Weizhong was originally happy, but then he hesitated, "But Jian Yan he-"
"I'll arrange this matter, and I hope Master Jian knows it, but don't tell Jian Yan for the time being. If he knew, I was afraid that he would not follow your thoughts, and my plans would be in vain. Zhao Wuwu instructed, "There is always a prelude to everything, even if he resents you and me in the future, it is for his good after all." β
If Jian Yan continues to entangle with her, something will happen sooner or later.
Rather than losing your life in the future, it is better to cut through the mess now. She was an ominous person, and she died soon, so she really didn't want to have too many fetters in this world.
Jian Yan has a great youth, and she shouldn't waste it for her.
"Thank you, Lord Zhao!" Jian Weizhong went home happily, this matter has Zhao Wuwu to speak, eighty percent can be done. As long as this matter can be accomplished, then Jian Yan will definitely have a bright future in the future, he does not want to enter the court as an official, but he can be the emperor's son-in-law, which can be regarded as another splendid future.
Of course, this matter has to be hidden from Jian Yan.
Yun Zheng frowned, "But Childe, then you are afraid that you will lose this only friend." β
"Now that he is lost, he can still live, maybe there is another world of his own. In the future, I'm afraid it's not that simple. Zhao Wuwu sighed lightly, slowly walked to the eaves of the porch and stood, "The high place is unbearable, and standing in the high place is destined to be lonely for a lifetime." β
Yun Zheng lowered his eyes and was silent.
"Send someone to the Yamen of the Six Ministries, and let the attendants of the Ministry of Rites wait, and I will go over in the afternoon. The matter of the fifteenth princess must be implemented quickly, and it can't be said at all, lest there be any trouble in the Dongchang factory. Zhao Wuwu sighed lightly.
Yun Zheng frowned, "Xi Mo just said that the one in Dongchang went to the palace, I don't know if it was because of the marriage proposed by the prince, or because of the queen's mother." β
Empress?
Zhao Wuwu rubbed his eyebrows, "He is now a thousand-year-old master, is it possible that the queen still dares to beat his idea?" He entered the palace for nothing else, but for his beloved baby pistachio. After that, he turned around and left as if he was a little angry, "I don't bother to talk about him." β
Yun Zheng paused, what's wrong with Childe?
In the afternoon, Zhao Wuwu went directly to the six yamen, and he was really concerned about the fifteenth princess.
Mu Baili went back to the celebrant eunuch, and after going out for so long, he had to take care of the affairs in the palace. As soon as he walked into the door of the celebrant eunuch, he heard news from the other end of Kunning Palace, saying that the queen was not feeling well, and asked Chitose to come over.
Lu Guoan frowned, "The queen's mother is not feeling well, so she naturally has an imperial doctor, and our father is not an imperial doctor." β
The eunuch blushed, knowing that Mu Baili was different from the past, and his status was becoming more and more noble, and he was even more frightened, "The queen mother said, the Chitose Lord will understand." β
With a light sigh, Mu Baili glanced at the gloomy sky and said lightly, "Let's go!" β
"Master?" Lu Guoan was stunned.
Mu Baili signaled that he didn't have to follow, and followed behind the little eunuch alone, walking towards Kunning Palace.
However, this little eunuch walked around and around, taking some remote paths, and even when he arrived at Kunning Palace, he entered through the side door. Mu Baili understood at the moment that the queen's "illness" was really getting more and more serious.