Mu Zhiyu looked at Xinping with eager eyes, hoping that what she said next would be good news.

"Back then, Empress Xian and Concubine Ying were diagnosed with dragon species one after another, but the two were in labor on the same day. The son of the first empress died in his birth, and Concubine Ying gave birth to a healthy prince a quarter of an hour later, and that prince was His Royal Highness King Ling. The subordinates guessed that there would be a stealing of beams and pillars in the middle......"

Mu Zhiyu's eyes lit up, and what Xin Ping said was not impossible. If Che is really the son of the first empress, then he is the eldest prince of Ziling, and he is the most qualified person to inherit the throne.

It's just that there is no conclusive evidence now, if it is true that the Queen Mother secretly bought the midwife and secretly replaced the prince, then there will be no witnesses afterwards. It's not that easy to find out.

"Miss, don't worry. The subordinates will definitely try their best to find out the truth. ”

Mu Zhiyu nodded, "God knows this, you know it, I know it." Don't mention it to anyone, especially the prince. ”

"The subordinates understand. Miss, it's been too long since my subordinates came out, and it's time to go back. If there is any news, your subordinates will go to the palace to find you. ”

"Be careful. If there is any danger, evacuate immediately. Mu Zhiyu repeatedly reminded that although the truth is important, her safety is also very important.

"My subordinates will." Xinping arched her hand towards Mu Zhiyu, then carefully swept the surroundings, saw that there was no one around, walked out of the rockery, and walked calmly towards the Queen Mother's bedroom.

On the way back, Mu Zhiyu has been preoccupied. The cause of the first queen's death seems to be abnormal, a fire that year burned the entire Fengqi Palace, and the six princes who were just born were annihilated in the fire with the queen.

Murong Lingche leaned on the side of the carriage, looking at Mu Zhiyu with her cheeks back, when she came out of the palace, she had been in a daze, could it be that something happened during the time she went out just now?

"Yu'er ......" raised her hand and shook it in front of her eyes, and found that she did not react at all. In a flash of panic, he patted her on the shoulder, causing her to slap into a scare and look at him with wide-eyed eyes.

"Yu'er. What happened to you? ”

Mu Zhiyu, who came back to his senses, saw the worry in his eyes, then held his hand and smiled lightly, "I'm fine, I thought about something just now." Makes you worry about ......."

"Are you really okay?" Murong Lingche was still not at ease. Holding her hand tightly, I noticed that her palms were sweaty.

"Of course it's fine. You're too nervous. Mu Zhiyu kissed him lightly on the left side of his cheek and scratched his palm, "If there is really something, I will not be polite to you." ”

Murong Lingche grabbed her shoulder with one hand, and held her hand tightly with the other, "Yu'er, if there is something, don't hold it in your heart......"

"I know." Smile slowly and listen to the sound of his heartbeat. I felt a warmth in my heart.

After Shui Mo Xuan came back from the palace, he was so drunk that he vomited for half a night before he gradually settled down, and Chuan Xiang never took care of him with his eyes closed. Mu Zhiyu cooked several bowls of sobering soup during this period and sent them over, but Shui Moxuan just didn't want to wake up, and seemed to close his heart.

Mu Zhiyu returned to Ling Yuju in a trance, and Murong Ling Che hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with Ink Xuan?" Although he was a little unhappy about her taking care of Shui Mo Xuan, he was not so stingy that he was angry with her because of this, and he also understood why Shui Mo Xuan was drunk.

"Vomited in the middle of the night. After drinking three bowls of sobering soup, I finally slept peacefully. ”

Mu Zhiyu's face was tired, more guilty and helpless. Shui Mo Xuan never has a hippie smile like Chu Muchen, and always swallows the pain silently in his heart. Torture yourself with drunkenness, but still cling. She really didn't know how to persuade him to let go, no matter what she said, he still insisted, and his stubbornness was distressing.

Murong Ling Che saw that there were bloodshot spots in her eyes, and she flashed distress, and lit a soothing incense at the head of the bed. He rubbed her temples for her, and then hugged her to sleep.

The next day, the sun was shining, and the qiē returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.

Shui Mo Xuan's spirit is much better than last night, and all the thoughts are never on his face, facing Mu Zhiyu is still the same as before, without any embarrassment and discomfort.

But Mu Zhiyu seemed to be deliberately avoiding him, and when he met him by chance in the palace, he only said a few polite words and made an excuse to leave in a hurry, or he avoided him when he saw him from afar.

Shui Mo Xuan smiled bitterly, did his love give her so much trouble?

Time flew by for a few more days, and every day was dull, and nothing major happened. The secret guards in the palace came to report many times, the Queen Mother and Murong Jinglan were preparing to deal with Ling Wangfu, Murong Ling Che's expression was impermanent, and it seemed that he was in his control.

The people from the Spirit Rain Palace have also come to report on the affairs of the Hidden Pavilion, but there doesn't seem to be much progress yet. In the past, due to the fact that there were King Ling's eyeliner everywhere in the Purple Feather Imperial City, it was not easy for the people of the Lingyu Palace to establish a rudder here.

Now with Murong Lingche's instructions, he quickly and secretly established a temporary contact point for the Lingyu Palace in the imperial city. After all, I always come to the palace to report the affairs of the palace, and the news will be heard by someone with a heart.

In the blink of an eye, I entered April, and it was half a month to return to the palace.

Xiao Luoyu would come to the palace every day when he had nothing to do, and he would quarrel with Xuan Ruojue all day long, which made Murong Lingche very comfortable, so that Xuan Ruojue would not always pester his Yu'er.

Mu Zhiyu seems to see the difference between magpies, in the past half a month, she has always been preoccupied, she sits in the room in a daze when she has nothing to do, and sometimes she often makes mistakes in doing things.

On this day, the magpie was watering the flowers in the courtyard, and inadvertently dropped a pot of eighteen bachelors placed on the windowsill to the ground, and immediately picked it up in a panic and found that the roots and branches were broken. Endless remorse, this is the young lady's favorite camellia, but it was ruined by her carelessness.

Just thinking about how to remedy it, Ling Yi passed by the corridor and immediately called out to him, "Ling Yi, come here, I have something to look for you!" ”

Ling Yi stopped, turned to look at her, and saw her panicked face, frowning slightly, this little aunt, what could make her so worried? Striding over, I saw broken flower pots on the ground and a pile of loess.

Seeing that the magpie was holding a camellia with a broken root in her hand, her eyes widened, she pointed to her hand, opened her mouth wide and shouted, "You killed Miss's eighteen bachelors!" ”

"Be quiet!" The magpie stomped her foot angrily, this nasty Ling Yi wanted to kill her.

Ling Yi raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, "What, I'm afraid that Miss will train you and want to ask me for help?" ”

The magpie looked at the camellia in his hand with some embarrassment, looked up and asked him, "Can you help me think about whether there is a way to save me?" ”

"Why don't you go to your brother Jiang and find a way?"

The magpie's face turned pale, and he immediately pulled down his face, squatted down to pick up the debris on the ground, "You don't help pull it down!" ”

As soon as Ling saw that she seemed to be really angry, he stopped teasing her and squatted down, "The roots of this flower are broken, even if you plant it again, it won't survive." Why don't you do this, I'll take you to the market and buy another pot. ”

The magpie raised his head and shook his head silently, "This is equivalent to cheating Miss." Even if I secretly replace it, it's not the same pot anymore. I'd better take the initiative to admit my mistake to Miss. ”

"Magpie, I'm glad you think so."

"Miss?" The magpie raised her eyes and saw that Mu Zhiyu was standing in the corridor not far away, looking at her with a smile. (To be continued.) )