"Okay, let's see if that's the case?" Zhiqi finished drawing and put the pen into the pen holder.

"Sister Zhiqi, I suddenly remembered that there was something going on over there in Xianchu, so I'll go and bring him first." Leng Muran said, turned around and walked out of Yunxiao Garden in a panic.

Zhiqi looked at Leng Muran's back as she left in a hurry, although she was a little puzzled, she only thought that she was really in a hurry to find Ximen Xianchu.

Running back to Yi'an Yuan in one breath, Leng Muran locked himself in the room, sat in front of the dresser, spread out a piece of paper, and painted with cinnabar while touching the marks on his arm.

It didn't take long for a bright red plum to come to life.

Really, it's exactly the same as the little princess's plum blossom pattern!

The general flowers are roughly the same, but the petals of this plum blossom are missing a special opening, which seems to be incomplete, and the incompleteness can coincide with the pattern, which is the proof of identity!

"Nope! No, it won't! Leng Muran stared at the cinnabar plum blossom picture in his hand, trembling lips, and kept trembling.

She and the emperor are so happy, how can it be a bad love?!

Heavenly prison, Ximen Xianchu watched Leng Muran ignore him, left alone, looked back and forth with puzzled eyes, and then shook off the palace maid in front of him and ran into the prison.

"What did you tell my mother?"

Running to Leng Yan, Simon Xianchu asked loudly.

It must be this prisoner who provoked the mother!

"Little prince, you should also escape from the palace quickly, you will die if you stay here." Coldly lowered his eyes and swept down Simon Xianchu.

"Why?" Although Ximen Xianchu was small, his momentum was not small, he raised his head and questioned coldly loudly.

"Because I'm your uncle." Leng Yan squatted down and looked at Ximen Xianchu across the iron bar.

"I'm Leng Yan, your mother's real name is Leng Muran, it's my cousin, we are all members of the Leng family, and you also have the blood of the Leng family on your body, do you know about the Leng family?"

"The Leng family?"

Ximen Xianchu has heard of it, of course, it will not be from the mouths of Ximen Zhen and Leng Muran, but other palace people.

The existence of the Leng family is a real history, and the grievances between the Leng family and the Ximen family are also real, two families, two dynasties.

Ximen Xianchu, who grew up in the palace since he was a child, although he was only five years old, already knew a lot about court affairs.

"Yes, Leng family." Leng Yan nodded affirmatively, "What do you think, if the emperor knows that your mother and son are actually from our Leng family, what will he think?" There is a huge danger hidden by his side, and his son is still half of the Leng family, can he leave everything to you in the future? Will you still allow your existence to leave a legacy for his Simon family? ”

When Leng Yan said these words, he didn't avoid the palace people who followed behind Ximen Xianchu.

He just wanted to say these words to the palace people at the same time, and spread them through their mouths, he was going to die, and Leng Muran's secret could no longer be kept.

No, or maybe he can still live......

Leng Yan stared at Simon Xianchu with those calculating eyes, "Let's make a bet quietly." ”

"What bet?" Ximen Xianchu was just a child after all, and he was already shocked by the cold words, and couldn't help asking.

"If, I mean, if your mother has an accident, it means that my words are true, and you have to find a way to rescue me from the prison, and in the future, our nephews and uncles will depend on each other for their lives and seek a common future."

"My mother will be fine!" Ximen Xianchu clenched his fists and was very emotional.

"We're just making a bet that it's going to be in these three days. It's best if nothing happens. Leng Yan stood up.

Three days, if things don't work out, it will be his death, and he is also gambling for himself.

"Bet on it, I'm not afraid, you'll definitely die!"

Ximen Xianchu shouted, turned around and ran out of the prison, he was going to find his mother, the mother must be safe, they are not from the Leng family, even if the father and emperor are so fond of their mother and son, they will definitely not hurt them.

"Hahaha, Leng Muran, I hope your temperament has changed in the past few years, otherwise ......" Leng Yan looked at the back of Ximen Xianchu, and the corners of his evil lips were raised high.

Leng Muran didn't listen to him and hid in the palace to be her concubine, but he was still able to grasp her heart.

The more Zhiqi thought about it in Yunxiao Garden, the more wrong it became, and finally went to Jinyang Palace to find Ximen Mark, who was dealing with affairs, and told Ximen Mark that Leng Muran asked her about the Plum Blossom Record.

"You said Mu Ran went to ask you about plum blossoms?" Simon immediately heard the problem, "I allowed her to go to the prison to see Leng Yan for the last time, she should be in the prison." ”

"This ...... Is Concubine Mu's actions related to coldness? ”

The problem that Zhiqi saw was also becoming more and more direct.

"I'm going to take a look." Simon got up.

Leng Muran is like a bird that needs to be cared for, and if he flies out a little, he will encounter danger.

After leaving Jinyang Palace, after a little inquiry, Ximen Jin knew that Leng Muran had returned to Yi'an Yuan.

Ximen Zhen did not go to the prison, and rushed directly to Yi'an Yuan.

The palace people in Leng Muran's residence were all working outside, and when they saw Ximen Trace coming, they hurriedly gave a salute.

"What about Mu Ran?" Simon asked.

"The mother is in the house." The maid replied.

Leng Muran is not used to being served closely, and they are all used to waiting outside the house, and they dare not enter the door at will to disturb.

Ximen Scar directly pushed the door in, and there was no one in the outer room, and Simon Scar walked into the inner room quickly.

"Mu Ran!"

Ximen saw Leng Muran lying on the bed, and there was some burned paper ash next to the bed.

"Mu Ran!" Ximen swept to the side of the bed and picked up Leng Muran, who was leaning on the bed.

"The Emperor's ......"

Leng Muran's breath was still there, she didn't expect Ximen Zhen to come, and she would come before she died.

Their fate is really deep, and she didn't dare to look at him again, but as a result, he still came.

"Why?" Ximen wiped away the dirty blood oozing from the corner of Leng Muran's lips.

As a person from the Leng family, he actually fed poison to himself!

"The antidote, where's the antidote?" Ximen Zhen didn't care to listen to Leng Muran's answer, and hurriedly rummaged around.

Leng Muran smiled and shook her head, she wouldn't say it.

"Where's the antidote?"

This was the first time that Ximen had shouted and asked Leng Muran.

This stupid girl, what kind of cold bewitchment did she go to the prison and commit suicide by taking poison!

He guarded against the poison on Leng Yan's body, but he didn't guard against Leng Muran, even if Leng Muran hadn't used poison for a long time, the poison was in her hands.

In a short period of time, what Leng Yan said could make Leng Muran give up his life, give up his relationship with him, and give up his son Ximen Xianchu!

"Your Majesty...... We...... Can't ......" Leng Muran raised his hand and stretched out his hand to Ximenjian's face, wanting to touch it again, "You don't know...... I don't know...... I...... I am King Xuan...... Someone to look for......"

"What are you talking about!"

Leng Muran is a little princess, how is it possible, Ximen Zhen has never seen any plum blossoms on her arm.

Even if it is, what if it is? He is not Ximen Jinglie's biological son, and he doesn't know who his biological father is! It won't be Simon's family.