Chapter 81: Shhh, It's the King
The feeling that Concubine Yi gave to Jiang Meiren was one word: stupid!
is in a high position in the harem, so naΓ―ve, it is still a rare existence.
However, this kind of person is also the best to deceive.
She wiped away her tears and continued, "The Queen Mother doesn't like concubines, concubines are afraid. β
"That's it, you are pregnant now, naturally it is different from before, tomorrow morning you come to Chaoyang Palace, this palace will take you to the Queen Mother to say goodbye, how about it?"
"Will the concubine cause trouble to my sister in the past?"
"How can you cause trouble to this palace, don't think about it."
Su Zimiao was secretly refreshed in her heart.
In fact, he couldn't guess what Jiang Mei's idea was.
It's just that since Feng Wanyue has a heart to take care of this matter, he just happens to push the boat along the river.
Outside the Hibiscus Xuan, there was a glowing green shadow hovering at the door, and it took half an hour before it gradually dissipated.
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The other side.
Feng Wanyue stopped after drawing the talisman.
As soon as he lay down, a black shadow flew in.
The man's eyes quickly covered her mouth, his palms were cold, and his voice was low, "Shhh, it's this king." β
Ink Dust?
Feng Wanyue nodded, signaling that he could let go.
With only the moonlight, she couldn't see the man's expression clearly, and only asked, "Why is the prince here, did you come in through the palace wall?" β
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Although I don't want to admit it, it's a fact.
A hint of embarrassment crossed Mo Chenyuan's handsome face, "The man in black in Elder Wu's mouth, this king has found some useful information. β
"Do you know who it is?"
"I don't know, but there's probably a direction."
"Huh?"
"This king has sent a message to the patriarch of Miao Jiang, I think he should know who it is."
Intuition told Feng Wanyue that things were not that simple.
For the sake of safety, she told the story of someone in the rest village who stole the corpse and refined the corpse.
After listening, Mo Chenyuan's brows furrowed.
He habitually turned his fingers, and his voice was deep, "It is indeed possible that the same person did it, and this king will send someone to keep an eye on the rest of the village." β
"Okay."
In the middle of the night, lonely men and widows were in the same room.
When no one spoke and quieted down, the atmosphere began to turn strange.
Especially thinking of the previous hexagram, Feng Wanyue's face was even more hot.
Fortunately, there are no lights and candles in the dormitory, otherwise it would be a shame.
But even so, Mo Chenyuan still noticed her strangeness.
"Why did your body temperature suddenly become hot, are you feeling unwell?"
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"The imperial doctor in the palace is also useless, how about this king let others recuperate for you?"
ββ¦β¦ Ahem, no need, the mourning family is fine. β
Alas, if she had known that this man would come tonight, she would not have slept like this.
Feng Wanyue opened the distance between the two without a trace, and said, "By the way, Uncle Huang, I just wanted to ask you about something." β
"What?"
"My sister died of pregnancy, you know about it, don't you?"
"Yes, it's not hard to investigate."
"So the emperor also knows?"
For the eldest nephew who was never close to him, Mo Chenyuan didn't know much about it.
He said, "The emperor was born to be an emperor, and some things are ashamed of the king compared to him, in the past, there were countless beauties in the prince's mansion, and there were countless pregnant women, but no one has ever been able to give birth, why do you think this is?" β
ββ¦β¦ He doesn't want to have an heir? β
"So to speak, but he believes in Buddhism and does not kill, so those children did not die at his hands, so there is someone else who harmed your sister, and that person must know Helian Xiao very well."