Yang Leyu bit her lip and was silent.

"Believe it or not." Mu Chengzhou didn't explain much, "It's hard to distinguish between truth and falsehood in the world, and there are fewer things about fiction and wrongdoing?" He looked at her and said in a deep voice, "In the palace, don't trust anyone. ”

Yang Leyu looked at him, and at that moment, she had a clear glimpse that Mu Chengzhou was serious.

But this rare seriousness was fleeting, and he smiled again: "The little lamb's eyes are so beautiful, people can't take them off." ”

Yang Leyu immediately looked away and stared at the tip of the chopsticks: "Your Majesty asked me to accompany me for four hours every day, and now it's time, it's time for me to go." She got up and walked out the door.

Mu Chengzhou: "You watch people put down dishes, how can you stay in Langya for a long time, and if you change to me, you won't be free?" ”

Yang Leyu said in her heart that it's not because you are moody, and you are like a tiger, who wants to make trouble? She tilted her head slightly, "I'll come back tomorrow." ”

Mu Chengzhou didn't stop her, took a sip of tea, and squinted and watched her leave, like a very patient hunter.

That night, Yang Leyu had a nightmare.

The old emperor in the dream stared at her eyes, his withered hands firmly grasped her arm, and he asked her to return justice hoarsely. Just as she struggled to break free, Mu Chengzhou looked at her with a gloomy smile, as if he could penetrate everything about her at a glance.

"Don't come here!" Yang Leyu got up suddenly, with fine beads of sweat hanging on his forehead.

It's just a dream. Yang Leyu took a small breath and adjusted her heart beating rapidly due to fear.

Her shouting attracted the maidservant Gan Tang, "Is there something wrong with the beauty?" ”

Yang Leyu said: "It's okay." I looked out the window, and it was getting bright.

The glow of dawn is rendered on the window screens, and there is an unreal beauty that is interrupted by the cold cry of the sheep.

How can there be sheep in Le Yi Palace? Yang Leyu pricked up his ears and listened carefully, the sheep was crying, and there was more than one!

Gan Tang explained: "Don't blame the beauty, and come with the slave." ”

Yang Leyu followed her curiously. As soon as the door was opened, there were three lambs in the courtyard outside the dormitory!

Three lambs scurried in a thin layer of snow, their short, small tails flicking happily.

Gan Tang: "These lambs were sent by Gonggong Feng, saying that His Majesty cares about your Shaohua widowhood and deep palace, and specially gave them to you for fun." ”

Yang Leyu almost turned his back angrily when he heard it. Where is it for her fun, it is clear that Mu Chengzhou is looking for her to make fun!

At this moment, a little lamb jumped up to her side, rubbing her calf with the tip of its wet nose, crispy and itchy. The ghost of Yang Leyu touched it with a god, and it felt unexpectedly good.

That's it, let's raise it first, and make a little fat sheep hot pot when you get fat.

The white of the fish's belly on the horizon melted the clouds, and the first rays of sunlight shone down. Yang Leyu was completely sleepless, so he asked Gan Tang to invite Wu Buyue to have breakfast together.

Wu Buyue was very busy in Shangyi, and the new emperor had to do a lot of things to do when he ascended the throne, so he had to prepare clothes for the beginning of spring, and took time out of his busy schedule to meet Yang Leyu.

Wu Buyue saw the lamb in the yard, "Little fish, you have only been here for a few days before you get acquainted with that rebel?" ”

"Who's acquainted with him?" Yang Leyu rubbed her temples helplessly, and suddenly said: "By the way, yesterday when I was in the imperial study, I heard the cause of the death of the first emperor. ”

Wu Buyue frowned: "What do you say?" ”

Yang Leyu conveyed the words to Wu Buyue in 1510, and she took a sip of tea, "So Mu Chengzhou didn't kill the first emperor, so who is bold?" ”

Yang Leyu shook his head, and the picture of meeting Mu Chengzhou in the cave that night flashed in his mind. It's weird, he collected explosives to blow up the royal gate, but he was injured at the time, and *** was ignited, it can't be that he harmed himself, right?

Unless someone wants to kill him! And this person is most likely the same person as the murderer of the first emperor!

Wu Buyue nodded thoughtfully after listening to her analysis, there are too few clues now, and if you want to find out the murderer, you need to further understand the truth.

She said: "The enemy is in the dark, and I am in the light." We are isolated in the metaverse, we have to find Huo Yu to join forces quickly, you are concerned about this matter! ”

Yang Leyu didn't want to, she was too accommodating to Mu Chengzhou's rebel son before, and from today on, she must take the initiative-

Educate the rebel as an elder.

"Gantang, prepare a sedan chair. Go to the Diligent Palace. ”

*

The sedan chair stopped in front of the Qinzheng Palace, and Yang Leyu took a small breath to strengthen his courage in his chest, and then strode into the hall.

Mu Chengzhou stood in front of the sword stand and wiped a shiny long sword, as if he had just finished practicing morning exercises, and his sideburns were still sweating. Seeing that she walked in quite magnificently, and was not wearing the palace maid's costume, she smiled and said, "Do you still like the sheep I gave you?" ”

Yang Leyu straightened her countenance, "Why did Your Majesty lose your manners?" ”

Mu Chengzhou was stunned for a moment, and Yang Leyu took the opportunity to seize the upper hand, "My current identity is your concubine mother, and Your Majesty should consider himself a junior." ”

It turned out that she was for this. Mu Chengzhou laughed secretly, turned the long sword in his hand slightly sideways, and looked at her from the reflection of the hilt.

She's willing to play, isn't it just for me to accompany her?

"The concubine is safe, and the son is rude." Mu Chengzhou's invitation was insincere, not even the slightest respect.

Yang Leyu's hands in the long sleeves folded and pinched each other, "Your Majesty's gift is really a loss of heavenly identity, I have made that sheep." Her voice grew quieter and quieter, and the last four words were barely audible.

"Huh?" Mu Chengzhou snorted from his nose, "What did the concubine say?" Erchen didn't hear it. He approached with his sword in his hand, and the sense of persecution was suddenly above Yang Leyu.

Yang Leyu grabbed her right hand with her left hand, vibrated her voice, and said, "I have made that lamb." ”

Every word was pronounced clearly, and Mu Chengzhou's eyebrows were raised.

Yang Leyu caught a glimpse of the hilt of the sword that was as thin as a cicada's wings glowing with a cold aura, and his timid heart began to panic, and he really regretted pretending to be a big-tailed wolf.

"Steamed or braised?" Mu Chengzhou said.

Yang Leyu glared at him in surprise, his tone was uneven, and he couldn't guess his joy and anger.

Mu Chengzhou leaned over to look at her level: "Why didn't the concubine answer?" ”

"......" Yang Leyu's dry throat began to itch, "Clear, steamed." ”

Mu Chengzhou's lips raised slightly, and he spied on her lies and did not debunk them.

"Erchen doesn't want his concubine to be so unloving."

Yang Leyu was almost defeated, and she didn't dare to look at him at all.

"Concubine." Mu Chengzhou called her.

"Ho....... What's the matter? Yang Leyu stared at the coiled dragon embroidery on his chest.

"Erchen is sweating." Mu Chengzhou said: "Does the concubine help her son wipe her sweat?" ”

Yang Leyu's cautious gaze fell on his cheek inch by inch, and the owner of the handsome face looked at her with a smile, and a drop of crystal sweat slid down the bridge of his nose.