"Qiu Ju, help Miss Xiao to take a look."

"Yes."

Concubine De instructed the palace maid who was waiting on the side to lead the way for Qinghe.

Qinghe's ankle is not yet good, and it is still a little difficult to walk along the way.

He stopped and walked most of the way until he reached a corner of the palace wall.

Qing He suddenly noticed something unusual, so he took a small step back, fell behind the palace maid, and quickly twisted the real leaf hairpin on his head and buried it in the black hair.

"Miss Xiao, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, the hairpin suddenly loosened." Qing He looked at Qiu Ju's eyes in front of him, very vigilant.

Thinking back to the previous time in Yelang County, when I was close to Xia He, I felt the same way.

Her true leaf hairpin has moved.

Although it was daylight now, the faint brightness emitted by the real leaf hairpin was almost invisible, but for the sake of precaution, she still hid the real leaf hairpin deep in the bun.

She didn't want this man to find out that something was wrong.

Having said that, this Xia He and Qiu Ju ...... Sounds like a set......

Don't..... Yesterday, these dead people had something to do with this Qiu Ju?

At present, there is still half the distance between this place and the north corner tower of the palace...... What if this Qiu Ju mutates like that Xia He halfway.

Qing He has no bottom in her heart, she only knows that she will have spirit perception, and she doesn't know anything else, under what circumstances will the other party appear? Is it to have a stroke without an arrow? Or does it depend on the mood?

"Miss Xiao, what's wrong with you, are you uncomfortable? It's still a slave to hold you. Qiu Ju saw that she was walking slower and slower, and falling farther and farther, so she wanted to come over to help her.

"No, no, no......" Qing He hadn't figured it out yet, and the other party had already arrived at her side.

This Qiu Ju's legs and feet are also fast, and he supported Qinghe in three or two steps.

Huh? There was no stronger sense of the supernatural than just now.

I took two more steps with the other party, and that felt ...... Instead disappeared?

This is strange, Qing He can't figure it out, is it ...... Not this Qiu Ju?

Qing He suddenly paused, seemed to be shocked that something was wrong, and looked back.

"Shuowangzhai?" Behind the palace wall that I passed just now, there is a delicate I-shaped hall.

"This is the residence of Concubine Xian." Qiu Ju replied.

"Concubine Xian? Is it a virtuous concubine who is unwell? ”

"Miss Hui, exactly. Concubine Xian Niangniang is the sister of the late Empress Jiang, Xu is genetic, and both of them are not very good. ”

"Sister-in-law? King Zhao's aunt? "The two sisters worked together...... Although there was a good story about Empress E's daughter, Qinghe did not agree.

"Yes, she is also the biological mother of the eldest prince Chun."

"King Chun...... "That's right, Feng Buqi is the second prince, and he does have a brother who doesn't have a sense of existence.

"Shuowang, do you mean the fifteenth day of the first month?" Qinghe asked again.

"Not all, Concubine Xian Niangniang is a person who loves Buddha, Shuowangzhai directly means the fifteenth day of the first day of the first month, but in fact, this name also has the meaning of looking north. Empress Jiang and Concubine Xian are all members of the Kanbei Jiang clan, and this name means homesickness. ”

As we walked and chatted, the sense of supernatural felt gradually disappeared as we walked forward.

It seems that it is really not that there is a problem with this Qiu Ju, but that there is a problem with Shuo Wangzhai......

Qinghe had doubts in his heart, but he couldn't stay. followed Qiu Ju and continued to walk towards the north corner tower of the palace.

So what is in the Shuowang Zhai at this time?

In the front hall, in front of a mahogany lantern table, there is a beautiful woman with gorgeous makeup, the orange-red palace dress is as bright as the morning glow, and a pair of butterfly love flowers are embroidered on the long pendulum on the ground, and the black hair is pulled into a peony bun, decorated with silver gilt double phoenix and single butterfly entwined with Huasheng.

The makeup on the face is exquisite, the eyebrows are like green feathers, the bridge of the nose is straight, the mouth contains Zhu Dan, and the teeth are like braided shells.

It's like looking at the country and then the city.

It's a pity that the silver-gilt red coral hair on the sideburns can't cover the white sideburns, and the balsam cinnamon powder on the face can't cover the fine lines.

It's a pity that the beauty is in the twilight.

On the side of the twilight beauty, there was a jade young man, with outstanding appearance, dressed as a doctor, with a slightly dismal complexion, and a dusty man.

It's the wind that tossed all night...... Looking back on his experience this night, it can be described as twists and turns.

jumped into the lake to save people, rescued a female corpse, went into the palace to find someone, and found a female corpse......

On the night of Qixi in July, the Cowherd met the Weaver Girl, the corner of the White Lake Palace, and King Zhao met the corpse!

If it was in the past, he would just think it was a coincidence, but since he met Qinghe and saw the ghost car, he began to wonder if he had committed Tai Sui......

He sighed in his heart and put down the hot tea in his hand.

"I heard that my aunt has been unwell recently, so I came to visit me today." That beautiful woman with gorgeous makeup is none other than Feng Buqi's aunt, Concubine Xian.

"Hmph, you kid, you're good from childhood to adulthood! It's just that you can't learn to lie! Look at you, do you wear this imperial doctor uniform to see your aunt? Concubine Xian looked at Feng Buqi, dressed as a imperial doctor, holding back a smile and anger, and her eyes were kind.

Feng Buqi laughed slightly when he heard this, and he couldn't help but touch his nose. It's a little childish.

Children are all longing for maternal love, and as soon as he was born, he had no mother, so he naturally regarded this closest aunt as a mother.

But what an honest boy is he? Won't you lie?

How can he, he just, he won't lie to those close to him. If you lie, the reason is very blind!

For example, now he is wearing a doctor's uniform and entering the palace, saying that he is here to visit the patient, and for example, he jumped into the river earlier, saying that he is to save a female corpse.

"Tell me quickly, what is the matter with my aunt? When you're done, go back and rest, and see that your face is more than a little worse than a few days ago. Concubine Xian's tone seemed to reproach, but she was also distressed.

"Auntie...... Do you know the deputy general of the forbidden army, Jiang Tian's wife? ”

"Yes, you also know that my aunt often goes to the Red Lotus Temple to participate in meditation on weekdays, and she met the like-minded Mrs. Jiang." Concubine Xian gently rubbed the cup in her hand, warming her cold hands.

"Did she come yesterday?"

"yes, what's wrong?"

"When did she come? When will you leave? ”

"Yesterday afternoon, she came to me, and we talked for as if for an hour, and then she was gone. It's about 3-5 p.m. What's wrong? Madame Chiang, what happened? ”

Concubine Xian was so puzzled that she asked if the wind was wrong.

Feng Buqi lowered his eyes, thought for a while, and said to Concubine Xian: "Oh, it's okay...... I was just...... Just passing by, I met Mrs. Chiang......"

When—whoa

Behind him, there was a sound of a porcelain pot shattering.

Shocked everyone, they turned to look. It turned out to be a little maid who broke the tea kettle that was about to be served.

"Ah...... The prince spared his life, and the mother spared his life...... "The little girl was so frightened that she knelt down straight, and her knees smashed on the broken porcelain.

"Okay, okay, you pack up and retreat." Seeing this, Concubine Xian did not reprimand more.

But then he said to Feng Buqi: "This girl is new to me." It's still clumsy. ”

Feng Buqi suddenly remembered something, his eyes darkened, and his tone was cold.

“...... I remember that there seemed to be an aunt in your house......"