Yuan Li was shocked, but his face was still restrained, and he looked at Zhu Er blankly, "What is my sister talking about?" ”

Zhu Er's face was very calm, looked at Yuan Li, and asked, "Who is the master behind you?" ”

Concubine Jiang De? Wei Guifei? Or Concubine Xu Xian? ”

In Zhu Er's opinion, those who can fight with Concubine Mei Shu, and those who have the ability and reason to fight with Concubine Mei Shu, are none other than the four concubines.

As for that Wen Cairen, she hadn't even thought about it. It's just a talented person, or a slave. If it is really like what Yuan Li just said, as long as he implicates several clans and sends Si Mu to investigate secretly, then it is impossible to be just a powerless and powerless person in the palace and has no background.

Yuan Li understood, the blankness on his face first paused, and looked at Zhu Er with puzzlement, "What is my sister talking about?" ”

"First, no one knows better than me whether Concubine Mei has done it or not. Even if I don't know what happened before, I can't believe you. Second, Si Muhui's is not a three-legged cat kung fu. When he spoke, as long as he didn't want to, no one in the palace could hear him. ”

Yuan Li never expected that Zhu Er, who swallowed her anger and suffered a lot of grievances on weekdays, would be so powerful. A few words saw through the loopholes in his words.

Zhu Er looked at him, without temptation or doubt. There is only a compelling scrutiny.

Under Zhu Er's scrutinizing gaze, Yuan Li's eyes became clear. At this moment, he understood that it was impossible to frighten the person in front of him.

"My sister is really smart." Yuan Li looked indifferent, "But as for who the person behind him is, I can't say that to my sister." ”

Zhu Er looked at the eyes that suddenly changed her face, and her eyes narrowed, "What, you still want to threaten me?" ”

"I don't dare to say 'threat', but it's just to save my sister's life." Yuan Li said.

"Save my life?" Zhu Er snorted, with disdain, "Believe it or not, I'll go and tell my mother now." You see, which of the two of us can't save our lives first. ”

Yuan Li looked at Zhu Er, unmoved, and didn't seem to be afraid of her telling Concubine Shu at all, "Do you think that if you tell Concubine Shu, she will be able to escape?" ”

It's late. ”

Yuan Li said, and didn't say anything more. glanced at Zhu'er leisurely, and then strode away.

When he passed Zhu'er, he stopped, leaned over slightly to get closer to her, and whispered, "Didn't you ask who my master was?" That's the one - all over the world, if he wants you to die, you have to die, whether you are guilty or not, you have to die. ”

Who does Sister Zhu'er think it is? With that, Yuan Li straightened up and left the place.

Zhu Er stood in place, her whole body frozen.

Who else in the world can do this?

Turning around and returning to the Yiluan Hall in despair, Bi'er was pressing her head for Concubine Mei. Hearing the movement, she lifted her eyelids and took a look, and saw that it was Zhu'er who closed it again, and said dissatisfiedly, "Why is the sound of walking so loud, I'm afraid that this palace won't hear it?" ”

Zhu Er bowed down and saluted: "The slave knows her mistake." After speaking, she raised her eyes and looked at Concubine Mei Shu, who closed her eyes and ignored her.

After being entangled in my heart, I was silent after all.

She didn't know anything, so she rashly told Concubine Shu, what if it wasn't true?

If true...... What about her saying it? Since she is the one who wants to make a move, she is a slave, even if she says it, can she help Concubine Shu? Not only can't I help, but I have to take myself on.

If it's true, at least Yuan Li is that person. If you can find yourself, maybe you can really earn a glimmer of life?

After thinking about it a few times in her head, Zhu Er didn't say a word. She was ready to wait and see. If it is really as Yuan Li said, then ...... She raised her eyes and looked at Concubine Mei Shu lying on the couch. I'm sorry then, sis.

There was hardly much psychological struggle, and Zhu Er made up her mind.

After sending Liuji away last night, Wen Qingwu went to bed. But so much happened in one night, and it took her a long time to fall asleep.

It seemed that it was just the time to close her eyes, and it was early in the morning, and Liu Ye came to the window to wake her up.

The fourth day of the Lunar New Year is the last day of rest for all the imperial courts.

Wen Qingwu got up and dressed, walked to the washing rack and took the handkerchief twisted by the willow leaves. She slept badly last night, and she was still a little dazed, and a little sleepiness made her dizzy.

"Go and open the window." Wen Qingwu covered her face with a handkerchief and spoke vaguely.

Willow Ye answered, and then walked to the front and opened the window in front of him.

This window was facing the open ground outside the Nanxun Palace, and the cold wind that suddenly blew in from the window blew Wen Qingwu's clothes, making her shiver.

I put down the handkerchief in my hand, and my mind cleared. Wen Qingwu looked out the window.

The snow had stopped, but the snow covering the ridges and pavilions was thick. The sky was overcast, and it was early in the morning when a strong wind began to blow up layers of snow.

"The world is bad today, do you want to close the window?" Liu Ye asked from the side.

Wen Qingwu shook his head, then put on his clothes, specially picked out a thick mink fur that he bought in Chang'an City yesterday, put it on his body, and walked into the wind.

"It's so windy, it's going to snow later. Neither the master nor the master carries an umbrella. Liu Ye stood on the doorway, looked at Wen Qingwu's back and muttered.

Liuji stood next to the willow leaves, and when Wen Qingwu walked away, he withdrew his gaze and looked at Ah Zhong who was holding a broom next to him. He was standing in the middle of the courtyard with a broom in his hand and a snowdrift under his feet. At this time, he was standing there looking at Wen Qingwu who was walking away.

How about staring so closely? Ruyoshi smiled mockingly, turned and entered the temple.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and Wen Qingwu almost couldn't stand still. I had no choice but to slow down and walk towards the Great Cause Hall.

Li Ke walked on the palace road, and saw Wen Qingwu walking alone in the snow from a distance. He didn't step forward either, just stood there and looked at Wen Qingwu.

His eyes were complicated, and then he didn't know what to think, and his face turned red. The words she said yesterday were still echoing in his head, and his heart couldn't help but beat faster.

When the figure walked away, he looked at the figure and smiled softly. Then he turned around and walked towards the Pearl-Mirror Hall where Yang Zhaoyi was.

When Wen Qingwu arrived in the Great Cause Palace, Emperor Joan of Arc had already gotten up. When she walked into the hall, he sat neatly dressed on the soft slump, his legs wide open, and he looked at a few pieces of paper in his hand over and over again, and his face was tense and his lips were pursed.

Wen Qingwu looked at Li Jianzhi and Cheng Jin next to him, and neither of them spoke.

Emperor Joan of Arc suddenly smashed the pieces of paper on the table and said in a deep voice, "Let's set the table." ”

"Yes." Cheng Jin was in charge of the meal and retreated.

Wen Qingwu had always remembered what Si Mu had said after he left last night, and after coming to the Great Cause Palace, he carefully observed Emperor Zhende. Except for the fact that he talks less, he seems to be no different from usual.

Even when it was time for lunch, the whole palace was very quiet. Wen Qingwu couldn't help but feel apprehensive.