Mu Chenche stared at the cold back that was fading away with deep eyes, and an indescribable strange feeling rose from the bottom of his heart.

A black shadow suddenly appeared in the private room at this time, like a strong wind, silently, and the person who came knelt on one knee, not avoiding Jing Ye's existence at all.

"Lord Wang, my subordinates found out that it was indeed a guard in the palace who brought the eldest lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion to the palace the night before yesterday and threw her into your inner room, Lord Wang. The guard was not from the palace, and he left his guard uniform that night and waited for an opportunity to escape. The subordinates inquired about the guards on duty that day, and they didn't know this person, and their ultimate purpose has not yet been clarified, but that day was in the middle of the month, when the eldest lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion had a cold poison attack. ”

Mu Chenche was stunned for a moment, and then his expression returned to his usual coldness, and an unknown emotion in his eyes quietly disappeared.

"Cold poison? Poisoned people have a seizure in the middle of the month, the whole body is blocked by qi and blood, the cold invades the internal organs, the pain is unbearable, ordinary people encounter this poison, and they can't wait to cut off their lives when they attack, not to mention a boudoir lady. If this cold poison is not suppressed, it will hurt the body at the least, and it may kill people at worst, since she is the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, how could she be so poisonous? ”

Mu Chenche ignored Jing Ye's self-talk, his brows tightened, and he fell into deep thought.

It turned out that she was not as rumored, because she admired herself and approached him by any means, so why did everyone in the Prime Minister's Mansion say that she broke into the palace at night because she loved herself?

There must be something strange about this......

"The emperor already knows about yesterday's events, and it is estimated that you will be sent to the palace for questioning in a few moments, what is the prince going to say?" Jing Ye kindly reminded.

"To tell you the truth, what does this king have to hide?"

"Why doesn't the prince understand, on the way here, the people on the street have already spread the word about this matter thoroughly, I am afraid that the people in the court have begun to make a big fuss about this matter, and the relationship between the prime minister and the emperor will only be even more speculative at that time......" Jing Ye carefully analyzed the current situation.

After all, it has always been rumored that the relationship between the emperor and the prime minister of the current dynasty is not harmonious, although the prime minister has no military power in his hands, but the prime minister's wife's own brother Feng Yuchuan, the general Feng, has 200,000 troops in his hands.

I am really worried that the prime minister and General Feng will have a high degree of achievement, and it will inevitably give birth to different intentions, and I am afraid it will be too late to lay out at that time......

"Concubine Wen's mother, the power of the Wen family is acceptable, doesn't General Wen also have 100,000 troops in his hands, and the two major clans are fighting each other, is Jing Shizi too much of a soldier?"

Mu Chenche's slender and white fingers lightly clasped the tabletop, and his thin lips spit out a few words, not worrying about what Jing Ye said.

Jing Ye heard Mu Chenche's painless words, and shook his head helplessly, waiting to see what happened might be the best strategy now.

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Qian Tingxi wanted to go out of the house to breathe, but before she could go far, there were countless discussions in her ears, and it seemed that they were all about her.

"Xi'er, I'll go to the teahouse to help you inquire, and by the way, I will find out who dares to chew the root of the tongue behind my back, master, I have to pull out the tongues of those who spread rumors!"

After that, Feng Chenyi strode into the teahouse, blended into the crowd, and immediately disappeared without a trace.

She looked up, and a teahouse on the side of the street was full of people, and a high platform was specially added in the middle of the teahouse.

A storyteller on the high platform was talking like a river, talking endlessly, spitting stars flying wildly, and the people in the audience were still intoxicated by it, and their eyes were full of gossip.