It has been almost four or five months since the matter of careful cultivation and miscarriage, and it is naturally difficult to investigate, but Zhihe is still trying his best to check all kinds at that time.

It's a pity that it's probably been too long, and the opponent is prepared, so Zhihe basically didn't find anything.

However, although I didn't find anything about careful grooming, I gained something in other places.

At the beginning, the eighth prince came into contact with the book of the pear ling, and then launched a high fever that night, almost hanging by a thread, this matter of the pear ling naturally had to be investigated, but the opponent was also cunning, so the pear ling also checked for a long time without results, this time the pear ling asked Zhihe to investigate the matter of careful cultivation and miscarriage, never thought about it, but by mistake this matter was not far from ten.

"Wang Cheng!" Li Ling called out the name of Wang Cairen Wang Cheng with a slight chill, and the smile on her face was also a little cold.

"Wang Cairen, where did this poison come from, can you find it?" Ri Ling continued to ask.

Zhihe shook his head.

"Why does Niangniang think that this poison is not Wang Cairen's own?" Minglu didn't understand.

Liling's smile exuded a chill: "If this is her own, she has been in the palace for so many years, do you think that just because Wang Cairen is unwilling to be left behind, she will wait until now to take it out and harm people?" Besides, the poison was given to the palace through the book, and it basically took a year to take the life of the palace, when did Wang Cairen have such good patience? ”

If Wang Cairen had patience, he would not have been robbed of the fourth princess by Concubine Song and ended up being a degraded talent.

Ming Lu nodded approvingly.

"What does Niangniang mean, there is someone behind Wang Cairen?" Zhihe didn't think about it so much before, and thought it was Wang Cairen's black hand.

"I don't know about this palace, let's continue to investigate!" Li Ling snorted coldly, no matter whether Wang Cairen was instructed or not, this time, she didn't plan to let Wang Cairen go again.

Originally, there was no unsolvable deep hatred between her and Wang Cairen, but Wang Cairen couldn't figure it out by himself, and made trouble behind Concubine Xiao, and later because of the matter of the fourth princess, Wang Cairen was demoted, and then he couldn't turn up any storms, so Li Ling didn't bother with her so much.

But some people, if you don't give her a slap on the head, she will never know what it is to be afraid!

Liling's favorite thing is to treat others in the way of others, and it's time for Wang Cairen to taste the taste of his own fruits.

The pear whispered in Zhihe's ear and commanded Zhihe.

On August 15, the Mid-Autumn Festival came unexpectedly.

Pear Ling has been tired of the festival.

In fact, not only the Mid-Autumn Festival, all the festivals in the palace, the pear is a little tired, when I first entered the palace, every Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, Chinese New Year's Eve will always have something, and then the situation in the harem slowly stabilized, these festivals are even more boring, nothing more than staggering, a group of people who obviously cannot be friends gather around to compliment each other, but secretly do not know how many trippers have been made, everyone's face is a fake smile, and the smile is stiff.

Pear Ling thinks that such days are really boring.

It's still a good life in Huangzhuang.

There was a hint of nostalgia on Liling's face, those days should be the happiest days of her life, right?

No, there are still the days when I was in that small world with my mother, although it was a little bitter, but now that I think about it, it is not a kind of happiness.

Thinking of the silhouette of the flower, Li Ling suddenly felt a little stuffy in her heart, calculating the time, her mother had been dead for nine years, and unconsciously, nine years had passed like this.

How many nine years are there in her life, and the remaining nine years do she have to rely on endless memories to live?

Thinking of these, this already boring palace banquet made Pear Ling feel even more boring.

Dong Qilin noticed that Liling's interest was not high, and he was a little embarrassed, so he asked in a low voice: "But do you feel uncomfortable there?" ”

Pear Ling smiled slightly and shook her head gently.

"Father, the mother must be missing her family, the book says, I miss my relatives every festival!" Qile was still by Dong Qilin's side, and said with a smile when he heard the words.

Dong Qilin was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I am in front of you, what is there to think." ”

Ri Ling immediately laughed.

Seeing that Li Ling smiled, Dong Qilin also laughed, and although Qile and An'er didn't know why, they still laughed together.

This scene is very harmonious, but it stimulates a lot of people, after all, there are still a group of concubines sitting below.

For example, Wang Cairen.

Wang Cairen didn't understand why she entered the palace with Pear Ling, but Pear Ling became the imperial concubine, and her highest position was only a Zhaoyi, why Pear Ling had both children and daughters, and it was so difficult for her to want a son, even the daughter she gave birth to was robbed by others, why Pear Ling could be so favored, but she was rejected by the emperor again and again.

Thinking like this, Wang Cairen intuitively felt that his blood was surging, and looking at the dazzling scene above, he felt more and more that there was an irrepressible anger in his heart.

Suddenly, Wang Cairen felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spit out.