Palace.

The door was closed tightly, and Xiao Chuhuan sat at the table, holding a teacup. He looked nervous, and whenever there was any disturbance outside, he looked to the door.

There was footsteps outside, and I walked to the door and stopped.

"Who?" Xiao Chuhuan stood up violently.

"Lord Xiao, the slave maid is from the imperial dining room, and I have brought you food." Outside, the voice of a maid was heard.

Xiao Chuhuan looked flustered, he walked to the door, and looked out through the crack in the door, a maid was waiting outside the door with a food box. The maid didn't seem to have anything out of the ordinary.

Xiao Chuhuan took a deep breath, and then opened the door.

"The slave has seen Lord Xiao." The maid saluted and walked in.

Xiao Chuhuan watched her put down the food box, opened the lid of the food box, and then brought out a plate of dishes from inside.

"Lord Xiao, please use it slowly." After the maid finished speaking, she left.

Xiao Chuhuan hurriedly closed the door. At this time, he was already hungry, and when faced with a table of delicacies, he wanted to devour them immediately. However, he still swallowed his saliva and took out a silver hairpin from his pocket, which was something left by the eldest princess of Pingnan.

put the hairpin in the dish and porridge, tried it one by one, and made sure that it was not poisoned, Xiao Chuhuan breathed a sigh of relief. He put away the silver hairpin and devoured it.

Outside the window, a person peeks in through the gap in the window. He squinted his eyes with a hint of disdain.

After eating, Xiao Chuhuan's heart relaxed a lot. But he didn't plan to go out for a walk.

Lying on the bed, I feel much more comfortable. It's too much to be tired these days, especially today.

There was a "bang" outside, which frightened Xiao Chuhuan and immediately sat up, his heart beating "thump". He didn't dare to come out, and listened carefully to the movement outside.

With a "meow", Xiao Chuhuan let out a long sigh of relief and lay on the bed.

Close your eyes and feel like you're in the middle of endless darkness. Xiao Chuhuan hurriedly opened his eyes. At this moment, his heart suddenly fell into a trough.

was originally a proud background, but now it is mixed into this picture of no one and no ghost.

After the case, Xiao Chuhuan was heartbroken and believed that Mo Hanyun sent someone to kill his parents. However, when he calmed down, he felt that this matter was a little strange, Mo Hanyun couldn't be so stupid, and besides, he really didn't have the motive to kill his whole family.

As a timid and fearful person, Xiao Chuhuan originally wanted to find a place to hide. However, someone came to the door.

When the knife was on his neck, he knew what it meant to be scared.

If he insisted that Mo Hanyun was the real murderer behind the scenes, he did so. I just want to let him live.

Xiao Chuhuan admits that he is very cowardly, who makes himself want to live?

He didn't know if the man was in league with the two Assassins who had been chasing him. However, he, Xiao Chuhuan, was not in the mood to analyze the ins and outs of the whole matter.

Outside the Heart Cultivation Palace, Gao Gonggong was pacing around. A young eunuch hurriedly walked in. He whispered a few words in Grandpa Gao's ear.

Gao Gonggong sneered: "Such a panic, I'm afraid it's not a thief, right?" ”

After speaking, Gao Gonggong walked into the Heart Cultivation Palace.

After hearing this, the emperor showed a suspicious look on his face, but he didn't say anything.

Following.

When Mo Hui came back from outside, he went straight to Zilan Pavilion.

went out and heard a lot of rumors about Mo Hanyun. Mo Yu was unhappy in his heart, and he couldn't go to the Yunwang Mansion to inquire, so he hurriedly returned to the County Lord's Mansion and informed Yu Qianling of the matter.

Yu Qianling was pruning the potted plant with scissors, and when she heard Mo Twilight's words, her hand trembled, and she cut off a large section with a click.

Distraught for a while. Worried about him?

Yu Qianling took a deep breath, trying to calm his mind. But with little success.

He is gracious to me, and I am naturally worried about him. But right now, how can I help him? Gossip is not believable, but sometimes, spitting stars can also slander people.

"Rumors are spread from one to the next, and in the end, I don't know how much it has been distorted. Mo Hui, you go to the Cloud King's Mansion in the evening to see what the prince has to deal with. Eyebrows furrowed slightly, and Yu Qianling put down the scissors.

Xiangwangfu.

Mo Zixiang sat next to the desk, and there were several folding fans in front of him, each of which looked very exquisite.

The corners of his mouth were raised, and he was a little proud.

"Now, in the capital, everyone knows that he Mo Hanyun killed his own aunt and destroyed his body. The father said that the matter would be thoroughly investigated. Not to mention that there are no clues at all, even if there are clues, this road is far away, and when it is found out, a few months will pass. Mo Hanyun, you will stay in your Yunwang Mansion honestly during this time! ”

Mo Zixiang picked up a folding fan, the fan bone was made of white jade, the tentacles were warm, and the wax moon and cold plum were carved on it.

"That's good!" Mo Zixiang smiled and nodded.

Ze Feng looked at Mo Hanyun and expressed his doubts in his heart: "Lord Wang, are you working so hard just to let the Ninth Lord be grounded by the emperor?" ”

Mo Zixiang glanced at Ze Feng and opened the folding fan in his hand: "Otherwise?" Although he was not born to his aunt, he is also the king's sibling in the final analysis. He is not the crown prince, so he can't hinder the eleventh. Zefeng, you've taken care of those two people, right? ”

Zefeng nodded: "Don't worry, the prince can keep secrets only when he is dead." In this way, there is no proof of death. There is no perjury that the real culprit behind the scenes is the Nine Princes, and the emperor will not suspect that he will go to Xiangwangfu. The informant came to report last night, and that Xiao Chuhuan was really scared. ”

Mo Zixiang smiled coldly and said in a contemptuous tone: "Wait a few days, and let him shut up forever." ”

Mo Zixiang closed the fan, gently touched the plum blossoms on the fan bone, and smiled in his eyes.

"Ninth brother, it's not that the fifth brother deliberately troubled you. You are always hanging around the Lingxian County Lord, Fifth Brother, I really don't feel at ease! If you want to blame, blame you for being unlucky. If my father gives you a marriage before you send someone to Pingchuan, I won't waste this effort! ”

"Lord Wang, the Ninth Lord won't be there, right?"

Mo Zixiang raised his head, his brows furrowed slightly: "Of course, this king also hopes that everything is just this king's heart." However, I always feel uneasy in my heart. If the first time is a coincidence, then the probability that the second time is a coincidence is low. Compared with the unreliable Mo Haocheng, Lao Jiu worries the king even more. ”

Ze Feng's brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. He opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Mo Zixiang put down the fan in his hand.

"Do you want to ask why this king wants to kill the eldest princess of Pingnan, or do you want to ask if this king really doesn't want to be a prince?"

"The subordinates are stupid, please make it clear to the prince."

Mo Zixiang smiled: "This king, I don't like to explain something to others. But since you want to know, this king will tell you. ”

Mo Zixiang stood up and walked out from behind the desk.

"Whether the eldest princess of Pingnan dies or not has nothing to do with this king. It's just that it's just in time. Besides, the mother concubine was not on good terms with the virtuous concubine back then. And my aunt is very good with Concubine Xian. The relationship between the mother and the aunt, although polite on the surface, is actually incompatible behind the scenes. She died, and she was also a breath for her mother. As for the throne. ”

Speaking of this, Mo Zixiang stopped. His brow furrowed slightly, then stretched out again.

Mo Zixiang suddenly laughed, feeling a sense of relief.

"Born in the royal family, this throne, which prince is not dreaming of? To tell the truth, this king also wants to be the honor of this ninety-five. Think about the fact that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will be the king in the future, and this king will be a minister, and every time he goes to the court, he will kneel three times and bow nine times. I really don't feel comfortable in my heart! But if you think about it carefully, what if there are three palaces and six courtyards? What about the power of the world? The father and emperor deal with endless political affairs every day, and approve endless twists and turns. It's hard to take a break, maybe I'll catch up with the harem again, and what kind of moth will the lady and nobleman come up with. ”

Hearing Mo Zixiang's words, Ze Feng's eyes became a little strange, but he quickly returned to normal.

"The mother concubine is now pinning her hopes on the eleventh. Although the eleventh is the king's own brother. But this king can't poison the prince for his brother. Isn't that the king finished! ”

After speaking, Mo Zixiang walked to the desk and sat down, and began to look at his fans again.

"Rich and free, beautiful like clouds, beautiful and happy!" The corners of Mo Zixiang's mouth rose, revealing a smile.

Zefeng didn't speak anymore, but now he watched from the sidelines.

Mo Zixiang picked up a fan, opened it, and put it down. Pick up another fan, open it, and put it down. Pick up another fan and turn it on.

"It's not bad either."

Hetian's fan bone, which is the finest mutton fat jade, is carved with orchids. The fan is also painted with orchids, and a poem is mentioned.

"Zefeng, send someone to the Lingxian County Lord." Mo Zixiang said, handing the fan to Zefeng.

Zefeng stretched out his hand and just wanted to take it, but Mo Zixiang took it back.

"That's it, the first time this king and the county lord visited the garden, it was in Meilin, or this plum blossom is better."

Zefeng took the fan and frowned: "Lord Wang, this is not my daughter's family fan, wouldn't it be better to send a group fan from Hetian, or a sandalwood fan?" ”

Mo Zixiang shook his head: "The group fan and sandalwood fan will be sent later, the fan bones of this fan are made of the best mutton fat and jade, this king thinks she must like it!" Don't let others send it, or you go, so that it seems that this king attaches great importance to it. ”

"Yes, lord." Zefeng put the fan in the brocade box, didn't say anything more, turned around and walked out.

Out of the palace, Zefeng rode on a horse, carrying the heavy brocade box in his arms.

"Brother Feng, where are you going?"

A familiar voice came from behind him. Zefeng didn't look back, and his speech was a little careless.

"Where else can I go? Go and send something to the future princess. ”

The waning moon rode up and followed. He is the personal guard of Mo Yichen, the eleventh prince.

Wanyue is dressed in brown clothes, her black hair is tied up with a white headband, and she wears a sword at her waist. He didn't look to be eighteen or nineteen years old, and his eyes were unusually bright.

"The Lingxian County Lord is as beautiful as a fairy, who is not tempted? The five princes are so blessed! Can I take a look? Wanyue looked harmless to humans and animals, showed a shallow smile, and stretched out her hand to Zefeng.

"Look." Zefeng handed over the brocade box.

Wanyue took the brocade box, opened it and looked at it, buckled the lid, and returned it to Zefeng.

"That's a good thing."

"The prince carefully selected, from the morning to now, it is naturally a good thing." After speaking, Ze Feng glanced at the waning moon with a strange expression.