When Su San came back that night, he told Feng Huali and Yan Yu about Concubine Qin's meeting with the white-faced scholar that night, and then arranged people outside, which made Su San very excited in this kind of day when the war was imminent.

Feng Huali gestured to Yan Yu with his eyes again, "Look, who are you reusing?" ’

Yan Yu replied, "Your follower in Dali Temple is not this virtue?" ’

After glaring back a few times, the two hugged each other and smiled.

"Yu, did you say that the scholar who met Concubine Qin would be Feng Qiufu's person, and he didn't find Feng Qiufu's flaw for so long." Feng Huali buttoned the dragon pattern embroidery on Yan Yu's sleeve with his fingers, and said unhappily.

"Li'er, this is in a hurry? Didn't you say yesterday that you were very excited about 'fox hunting'? Be patient. Yan Yu habitually patted her vest.

"It's just that I've been feeling weird lately..." Feng Huali muttered in a low voice, who is impatient, it's just that he has been too uneasy recently.

Yan Yu smiled silently and continued to pat her vest. "Let's rest in the palace today, and we will have dinner together when we come back."

Feng Huali smiled brightly and responded: "Okay." "She hasn't taken a good look at Baozi and Chengyun for a long time.

As soon as Yan Yu left, Meng Changqing came, "Are you okay?" Meng Changqing's speech was still as stiff and restrained as before.

"It's fine. What happened to Meng Changyue, I didn't go to see her, after all, she was unconscious that day, and I still have to prove my innocence, and the case was finally closed after being busy these days. ”

Meng Changqing heard Feng Huali's unhappiness and disdain for Meng Changyue, "When she woke up that day, she also said that the murderer was not you, Feng Huali." Just attacked her from behind, and she didn't see who it was? ”

"Her internal strength is far above Duoyu'er."

“·······” She's telling the truth. Meng Changqing didn't know what else to say for Meng Changyue. Meng Changyue deliberately made it too obvious that even he began to dislike this junior sister.

The atmosphere in the room was awkward and silent, and the two of them were speechless. Meng Changqing didn't know what to say, Feng Huali knew that he would talk about Meng Changyue as soon as he opened his mouth, and she didn't want to say anything.

For a long time, Meng Changqing was still sitting awkwardly, and no one left, pretending to look at flowers and plants for a while, and pretending to look at tea cups for a while, as if he was some kind of master connoisseur. From time to time, his eyes also looked at the residence of Baozi and Chengyun.

Feng Huali almost burst into laughter in his heart, "Yuedi, bring the little prince and them." Uncle Changqing came to see them. After speaking, he looked at Meng Changqing teasingly.

When Meng Changqing heard the word 'uncle', the expression on his face was as brilliant as a flower.

This person is really the opposite of Meng Changyue. Sincere, kind and caring. It's also easy to trust people. Tsk, the more you look at it, the more you feel like an animal, and then you can see the swaying cheerful tail behind his buttocks.

Feng Huali didn't disturb Meng Changqing's interaction with the two children, and watched them from afar.

Meng Changqing's favorite thing is to feed the buns Chengyun and them, looking at their round faces, and making a childish sound of 'ah' when he opened his mouth, he felt that he had a fluffy white ball in his heart. Warm and happy. When they were eating, their chubby and white cheeks bulged out one after another, and he loved the two of them very much. I can't wait to lie down and bite their cheeks lightly, and I feel that my life is complete.

Feng Huali looked at this scene a little funny, he was kind and young and couldn't bear to hurt, but he liked children. The palace maid in the distance brought a plate of chestnut cakes, which the two little ones have been very fond of eating recently. Feng Huali thought about the situation where they cried for this chestnut cake yesterday and felt a little helpless.

Thinking of this, Fenghuli's eyelids jumped and looked at the palace maid holding the chestnut cake: "Wait, take it to the palace and take a look." ”

Meng Changqing glanced back at Feng Huali when he heard the voice, and he didn't care much. A child of this age is too weak and too beautiful. He didn't want anything to happen to them either.

Feng Huali picked up the chestnut cakes on the plate one by one and checked them and found nothing unusual, and then checked the plate tray and the little palace maid's fingers, and finally asked the palace maid to send it over.

"Miss, don't worry, this Dongfu Palace is not said to be the emperor, even the little ones are staring at it with a twelve-point spirit."

"I know, in the last few days, I've always felt in my heart... It felt like something was going to happen. ”

"Miss, if you don't feel at ease, let Meng Changqing stay and protect the little princes. In this way, the slave and maid are also relieved. ”

"Okay, you can talk to him later."

When Yan Yu came back at lunchtime, the two kissed each other and chatted in the north and south. Meng Changqing took the little buns to take a lunch break again.

After a while, the grandmother replied that the two children had rashes, and Feng Huali and Yan Yu yelled and went to see.

Feng Hua left the inspection to inspect, and did not find anything unusual. Although I am not at ease, there is no way. This season, it may be a child's allergy.

Feng Huali moved the child to his bedroom and took care of it himself. Yan Yu was very distressed when he saw it, and a lot of people in the Mama Palace below were terrified when they saw it.

Later, Feng Huali found that whenever the children were getting better, Meng Changqing was fine at first, and when Meng Changqing finished feeding them chestnut cakes, the two children began to scratch their faces.

In the end, Meng Changqing took a towel and wrapped the little hands of both of them. Feng Huali vaguely understood what was going on, but he still didn't want to tell Meng Changqing, he wanted to solve this matter. But thinking about it again, Changqing still has to come to accompany the child in the future, afraid that he will be used to plot against the child again, and he will be distressed by the loss.

Yan Yu understood at a glance, he wanted to take care of this matter, and he thought of the misunderstanding between his junior brother and Hua Li before, so he should solve it for them.

In the past few days, when Meng Changqing came to see the little buns every day, he had to change his clothes first, at first he thought it was the children who had a rash, and he was afraid of bringing pollen or something, but the children were all fine these days, but he still maintained this habit without knowing it.

Until one day Su San muttered in his ear: "It's all right, why are you so troublesome?" ”

"It's also" Meng Changqing played with the children as always, feeding them chestnut cakes.

Su San took a piece of chestnut cake to eat or secretly poked Baozi's face from time to time, and then Baozi would show a smiling face, "Ah, ah" pulled his fingers to play, if he poked Chengyun's face, Chengyun would always look at him, and his eyes were very similar to the emperor's.

Su San didn't dare to provoke Cheng Yun anymore. Obediently eat chestnut cakes, occasionally sneak attack the buns, and by the way, admire Meng Changqing, who looks like a child slave and an old mother.

Today, after the two of them also competed together, they happened to come over. Meng Changqing, this kid usually looks unfathomable, but he doesn't want to show his original form when he arrives here. He can't beat him in martial arts, but he can laugh at him. It's like the old mother of the child slave he sees now.

After a while, the children began to have rashes again, Meng Changqing was flustered at first, and when he calmed down, he looked at Su San in shock. Su San followed his gaze and raised the chestnut cake in his hand and grinned at the corners of his lips: "It's not poisonous?" No problem? ”

Meng Changqing thought that the chestnut cake must be no problem, they eat the buns, and he will eat them sometimes. Why do you let yourself change clothes, the problem lies in the clothes. I stick this skin every day and wear it carefully, don't touch the flowers and plants, what's going on?

Could it be...

Su San watched his expression change, snorted, threw down the chestnut cake and left.

This person is too simple, and it is too unaccomplished to play with such a person. It seems that he has thought of it, and he doesn't need to be himself.

All that remains is for him to figure out for himself who this poison is going to the ground. It can also allow him to get rid of Feng Huali's bitter gourd face as soon as possible, and staring at Yan Yu's deep eyes.

Meng Changqing returned to his residence and excitedly asked a few old mothers who helped wash their clothes recently. The subordinates were inexplicable, how could the son ask these things for no reason, everyone looked at each other, not knowing the truth.

Meng Changqing dangled back and forth in front of several people, and sure enough, he smelled a faint smell of green leaves. Aoba is actually colorless and odorless, and originally it could not be smelled, but it only emitted a faint smell when it saw the blood.

"Which of you has a menstrual period?" There are a few female mothers here, Meng Changqing blurted out without thinking about it.

Old mothers, look at me, I'll push you. That scene is simply the second spring and the face. This boy asked these things, is it that after so many years of pure desire, he finally wants to find a mother?

"Childe, but you want to ask about the house? But it doesn't matter if the grandmothers are all grandchildren, so there is no need to be shy. ”

When such a private matter is asked, it's no wonder that these old mothers want to be crooked. Meng Changqing was stunned when he heard this.

But he still said: "Whoever has a menstrual matter, stand up quickly, some of you may be poisoned." ”

When the grandmothers heard this, they had no thoughts. A few people walked out honestly. The rest of them, Meng Changqing, waved their hands and let them go down.

I saw a few people still looking at him hesitantly, and one of them had the courage to ask: "Childe, how many old people are not poisoned?" ”

Meng Changqing's expression was blank: "No." "Those people slipped away like rabbits. But I always felt that something was wrong. Why is it that those who come to menstruation are poisoned, and those who do not come are not poisoned.

Meng Changqing looked at the few people who walked away, in fact, he just said that poisoning was not right. It's just that if he doesn't say that, he's afraid he won't be able to explain the rest of the story. That's why I lied to them that I was poisoned.

The rest of the people looked at Meng Changqing awkwardly, hoping that he could save them, Meng Changqing looked at such a glance and bowed his head weakly.

"Aoba is colorless and odorless, only when you see blood, there is a slight smell wafting out, you guys come close to see if you've all seen something like this lately." Meng Changqing put the green leaves he had made before in the wooden box on the table for several people to identify.

It was the turn of an old woman in a fancy gown to exclaim: "This... Isn't this sent by Xiaohuan next to Miss Changyue some time ago, how could the girl harm the old body·····

Meng Changqing's face was pale, how could she harm you, she harmed me, it was Baozi Chengyun, and Feng Huali ······