After the meal, Mo'er did not immediately return to the meditation hall, but sat together and talked and laughed, talked about interesting things in the palace, and asked someone to go back and get perfume and soap for the two princes.

"I really didn't expect that you would make such a magical item if you don't look smart." The four princes sprayed twice into the air, and the light floral fragrance permeated the surroundings, several floral fragrances were mixed together, and there was no strong and pungent aroma, and the fragrance was refreshing.

"Fourth prince, I will praise you as a favorite, and I don't know if you like this fragrance or not." The perfume she gave to the two princes was different from other perfumes sold to the court maids, and the perfume she sold was nothing more than a single floral fragrance.

"Like, like." The fourth prince smiled and put the perfume on the table next to him.

"If you like it, if you run out, tell me, and it's free for a long time."

"If only you could have such a talent when practicing calligraphy." The emperor raised his eyebrows and teased.

"Practicing calligraphy?" The prince looked at Mo'er curiously, he didn't know that she didn't know how to write at all.

"Her Word ······" The emperor's words were just about to be said, but they were interrupted by Mo'er, she didn't want such an ugly thing to be known by so many people.

"Your Majesty." The tone raised slightly, Mo'er carried the hot water kettle and poured it into the emperor's teacup, smiling but not smiling,

"I'll get you some tea." When he lowered his head, he said in a voice that only had two people: "Don't talk about practicing calligraphy anymore." The emperor looked at her side face with a smile from the corner of his eyes, the lines were soft, the face without rouge was flawless, maybe it was in the palace that there was no rush outside the palace, the face was rounder than before, and the eyelashes on the good-looking Danfeng's eyes were like a small fan.

In the eyes of the prince, it is not a taste. When bidding farewell to the prince, the blush on the side of the mountain was slowly engulfed by darkness, and the figures under the high wall dragged slenderly.

On the wide and quiet path, her thin figure was moving small in the streetlight, and her sports vest had long been soaked with sweat, but she still ran tirelessly forward.

"You're here." The voice that emerged from the shadows was still so gentle.

"Wind of words." Mo'er wiped her sweat and looked at the person in front of her happily.

"Why are you here?"

"It's not you yet, you don't sleep at night, what if you meet a bad guy? I'm definitely going to come over and see you back. ”

"Afraid of what? If there is ······ That's what I call him. Mo'er also performed two tricks on the spot, and she was very proud.

"With your three-legged kung fu, you haven't even caught my two moves."

"What triangular cat kung fu? I'm sure I'll pass the black belt, and I'll catch up with you when the time comes. Xiu raised his eyebrows, his face full of stubbornness and unconvinced.

Yan Feng looked at her with doting eyes, reached out and rubbed her hair lightly,

"Okay, but let me send you back now, and don't come out again at night in the future, it's very dangerous."

"Got it. It's really wordy. Mo'er coquettishly wrapped her arms around the other party, obediently following his footsteps and leaving.

Touching the necklace around his neck and looking at the back of the prince, Mo'er shook her head funny, these two people are the same as they are worried.

The people on the high wall tightened everything in their eyes, and the old eunuch behind him stood resignedly, not daring to come out, he didn't know whether the master in front of him was happy or worried, and he was afraid that it would be bad if he said the wrong thing.

Mo'er hummed a song and stepped into the hall, the smell of rice came to his nose, he didn't find that person when he looked left and right, and was about to ask out loud, when there was a sound of worship behind him.

"You're back."

"Hmm." The other party nodded expressionlessly and returned to the study alone. Mo'er was confused, he was fine in the Heart Cultivation Hall just now, why did he come back with a black face, I didn't provoke him!

Mo'er looked at Zhou Kang with inquiring eyes, and the other party shrugged helplessly, saying that he didn't know, and he knew very well in his heart.

Mo'er cautiously knocked on the door of the study,

"Your Majesty, it's time to eat."

"I don't have an appetite."

“······ Or ······ Drink some porridge. "There's no movement inside.

"Then I'm in."

"Get out." Before he could step in, he was ordered to be evicted. Mo'er angrily slammed the door shut, showing that he was also a temperamental person.

"If you don't eat, you won't eat, and kindness will be treated as a donkey's liver and lungs." Mo'er angrily put the porridge in her hand on the table, and the spilled porridge dripped onto her hand, making her frown.

The emperor took out the portrait from the locked drawer and looked at it carefully, but the portrait was not yet finished. Since he met Mo'er, every time he woke up, he would add a few strokes to the portrait, and slowly from his clothes to his body, to the outline of his face, he looked at the people who looked more and more like Mo'er and fell into contemplation.

"Are you done?"

"Come on, you wait for me." The two palace maids squatted in the thatched house, asking each other about the progress of each other, both sides walked out of the thatched house at the same time, looked at the gloomy side house not far away, the breeze blew, it seemed that from far to near, there were complaining cries to tell their misery, and there were some ghost fires fluttering faintly, so frightened that they screamed and fled.

Overnight, the news of the haunting of the Ning Xiang Hall spread to the corners of the palace through different mouths, and the more outrageous and outrageous, the more suspenseful, and some people who were close to them were even more afraid to go out at night.

Yushi still didn't make any progress, he kept walking around with a headache, he hadn't had a good rest in the past few days, and he questioned and investigated the eunuchs and palace maids every day.

The two palace girls who died had a good reputation before, and they did not have enmity with others, and the only thing the two had in common was the identity of the palace maids.

There are still four days, and if there are no more clues, his position will really be lost. Mo'er swept the petals that fell in the yard, and wondered whether to go to the scene to see, after all, he still has some detective minds, and it is not for nothing to watch Conan for so many years.

So it was decided. Mo'er quickly swept the ground, explained a few words, and ran to the Condensing Incense Palace. I don't know if it's because of the death, or if it's a psychological effect, I feel the wind gusting in the daytime.

The palace maid who lived with the deceased did not dare to live anymore, she had already moved away, and basically no one dared to pass by in this neighborhood, and Mo'er's swaggering entry and exit were not afraid of being discovered.

The side room is very ordinary, it is the room where the general palace maid lives, four beds are together, it seems that four palace maids live together, there is a table and four chairs in the middle, and the dresser on the side is simple, except for a wooden comb, there is nothing else on it, clean and tidy, nothing special, probably the person who came to investigate the case moved away the suspected things.

Ti and the hall also found nothing, when they were walking on the road, they ran into Yu'er and Jing'er, apologized to them, they didn't help them last time, and the three of them asked each other about their recent situation.

When talking about the affairs in the palace, the two of them trembled obviously, and said in trembling voices: "Mo'er, it's terrible, the one in the Body and Hall must have been killed by the Ning Xiang Palace." ”