Since the day Sikong Rong Beibi Mountain was arrested, the Ming ghost has disappeared without a trace.

Sikong Dong once played to punish the Ming ghost, but because Sikong Huang and others were vague and shelved, they could only stop it, but the identity of the Ming ghost was really speculated by the ministers, and there was a lot of discussion within the Qin Tianjian, but the Ming ghost never showed up.

Now, how dare he steal the eunuch's clothes and blatantly run to Mu Wanzhen's palace to find himself?

"I can't explain so much", Ming Ghost looked around, tightened Mu Wu, and lowered his voice, "Senior sister, I have to take you away." ”

"Leave?" Mu Mo was stunned for a moment, thinking of discussing Sikong Heng's strategy with Ming Ghost at the beginning, and after disposing of Sikong Rong and pushing Sikong Huang to supervise the country, he asked Sikong Jue, Sikong Rui, Sikong Cong and others to work together to deal with Sikong Dong.

But now...... Sikong Dong has not yet been disposed of...... Can I leave with confidence?

"Ming ghost", Mu Yu thought of leaving the palace, maybe he would not have the opportunity to deal with Sikong Dong, let alone witness Sikong Dong being punished because of the Mo family's affairs, and he would leave before the promised thing was done, and he was very unwilling, so he said, "I can't leave." ”

"Senior sister...... "Ming Ghost paced extremely anxiously, patiently persuading, "The current situation is not as simple as you imagined. Do you think Sikong Huang was pressed in the palace by Sikong Rong some time ago and had nothing to do? Now, he is planning to transfer Sikong Bo, who has always had a good relationship with him, to the palace to replace Sikong Rui's palace guards; But because he was afraid that Sikong Rui and Sikong Jue would not agree, he asked Sikong Dong to take advantage of Sikong Rong's matter to secretly control the Yuzhou Army again. Senior sister ......"

Ming Ghost sighed: "Now the situation is still tense, and there is still a battle to get rid of Sikong Dong." And you and I have been in the light because of the removal of Sikong Rong, and the situation is really dangerous, and we can't stay in the palace anymore! ”

"Shi Shaogongzi, you can enter the office, the emperor must be very pleased."

A voice accompanied by faint footsteps gradually came.

Mu Yu and Ming Ghost were startled, and they hurriedly pulled each other to hide in the rockery, and the cat looked out with its four eyes exposed.

I saw one tall and one thin, two Confucian scholars in blue and black court clothes, Shi Shao and Tang Ning walking side by side.

Shi Shao shook his head and sighed: "Shi Shao is not really a carefree gentleman, he wants to retreat to the mountains and forests and don't ask about the world, but now in troubled times, the traitor is in charge, which really makes people feel powerless." Finally, when I met Prince Huang, I was still more sober, and I was able to serve beside the emperor in my service, and I had some ambitions, who wouldn't want to show it? ”

"It's a pity that in today's troubled times, the word integrity is not tolerated, and many people can only act reluctantly, so ...... Don't resent Lu Zhengongzi. In fact, Tang is no different from him. Tang Ning persuaded each other, and Shi Shao had gone to the rockery.

"Lu Zhen ......" Shi Shao was stunned, looking at the direction where he had cut off his robe with Lu Zhen and was slightly distracted, and for a moment, he couldn't help but sigh and said, "Different people have different choices. Lu Zhen's nature is not bad, but he has been defeated since the fall of the Eastern Wu family, and he has suppressed too much humiliation in his heart, Luoyang Vanity Fair, and left...... Not necessarily a good thing for him. ”

"I heard that it is not a bad thing that Prince Cong took him in as a doorman."

"Hmm", Shi Shao nodded in agreement, "Prince Cong has always loved Confucianism, and his subordinates Yang Zhao and Feng Zhi are also clever and cunning. Lu Zhen was there for him...... Maybe it's a good fit. ”

"Hmm", Tang Ning also shook his head slightly, thinking of Lu Zhen's usual cynical appearance, and his bumpy and unsmooth journey from Lu Mi to Sikong Rong, he sighed slightly, "I look forward to one day, when we meet again, we will be okay." ”

"Hmm......" Shi Shao thoughtfully, paced lightly, and left the rockery with Tang Ning.

Mu Yu got on the cat, peeked through the gap in the rockery and watched the backs of the two gradually disappear, and finally pulled the Ming ghost and crawled out of the rockery, slightly surprised: "Sikong Cong accepted Lu Zhen as a guest?" ”

Ming Ghost pursed his lips, and also looked at the direction where Tang Ning and Shi Shao left, and commented: "Back in Liangzhou, I also had contact with that Prince Cong, he is not a fuel-efficient lamp, but I am afraid, I have other ideas in my heart!" ”

"Ming Ghost ......" Mu Yu looked at the direction Tang Ning left, thought for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth, "It's all to this extent...... If I want to leave the palace and give up the opportunity for revenge in vain, I am not reconciled. ”

"Alas......" Ming Ghost sighed, "In the world now, Sikong Heng and I really know you best." I knew that you would not return to Liangzhou obediently, we have already thought of countermeasures, and we only hope that no matter whether the revenge succeeds or not, you can live a more stable life in the palace......"

"Ming Ghost ......" Mu Yu's voice choked slightly, paused for a moment, and said, "Thank you." ”

Ming Ghost pursed his lips: "If you want to thank you, just thank Sikong Heng, he came up with all the ideas." ”

After that, the Ming ghost lightly attached himself to Mu Wu's ear, and concisely told Sikong Heng's plan on how to use this situation to bring down Sikong Dong, and how to ensure Mu Wu's safety in the palace.

After listening to Mu Wu, because Sikong Heng was considerate of his situation, he was secretly moved in his heart.

agreed to Sikong Heng's plan, said goodbye to the Ming ghost, and returned to Mu Wanzhen Palace.

Half a month later, Mu Yu went to the treasury to receive the charcoal fire to be used for the beginning of spring, on the way back from the imperial garden, he met a gorgeously dressed noblewoman, the big red skirt inlaid with pearls embroidered with thousands of blooming peonies, the black and oily hair coiled into a big bun, seven or eight baht hairpins inserted in a row, the long nose on the pointed face slightly towards the sky, and the fine eyes under the willow eyebrows showed a proud look.

The moment Mu Mo saw her, he was slightly stunned, standing on the spot, a little unable to move.

When the lady saw Mu Wu, she snorted coldly, the corners of her mouth hooked, and she stepped forward with her chin high.

Mu Mo looked at her, gritted his teeth slightly, and couldn't let go of his face.

The noble lady glanced at Mu Yu contemptuously, and asked rhetorically: "When you become a celebrity next to the queen's mother, you are so rampant, and you don't know how to salute when you see the wife?" Or do you not know Mrs. Ben and don't know what to call her? ”

"Recognize", Mu Yu squinted, looking at the sharp face, the various scenes of Ying ** Feng with her in Qianji Valley and her horseback archery competition in Qianji Courtyard have been vividly remembered. Even though the Ming ghost had already informed her that Ling was married by Sikong Heng to the Yanzhou Overseer Sikong Bo as the wife of the continuation string, and would follow Sikong Bo into the palace together, Mu Mo was still rarely calm when he saw her.

After a while, he finally suppressed his anger and gave her a blessing: "Mrs. Poria." ”

"You!" Poria raised her hand angrily and slapped it out, but Mu Yu grabbed her arm.

Poria picked angrily with her fine eyes, and asked angrily: "Mrs. Ben's name, how can you be a maid who can scream at will?!" ”

"Even if the slave maid is a maid, she is also a first-class maid next to the queen's mother; The lady is noble, but it is also the continuation of the platinum prince. The majestic holy land in the palace, looking at the rich or noble, don't think too highly of yourself. ”

"You!" Poria approached Mu Yu angrily and wanted to make a move, but she was tightly restrained.

Mu Mo looked at Poria, sneered in his heart, and only quietly grabbed her wrist.

"Huh!" An indifferent voice came, the white-clothed prince knocked on the bamboo fan, and paced quietly and elegantly to Mu Yu and Poria cocos, followed by a middle-aged nobleman with Zhou Zheng but not outstanding facial features, with black boots on his feet and wearing a pure pigment suit.

"Lord Juan." Mu Yu lowered his eyes to Sikong Huang, guessing the identity of the person beside him.