Mo Ziyu hugged her and chuckled, her voice hoarse but full of doting: "You don't recognize people when you wake up." ”

Ling Lan's face was full of question marks, what does this mean?

Soon the man said quietly: "Last night, you hugged me and didn't let go, but fortunately, I was determined to resist the temptation." ”

Ling Lan: "..."

She thought it was Stitch, her thoughts flashed, her heart was full of embarrassment, and at the same time she reacted to his words, what does it mean to resist temptation? She didn't mean it, she thought it was a dream in her sleep, okay?

"Who, who let you live here? You're still reasonable. ”

Mo Ziyu pursed her lips and raised her hand to wrap around her slender waist: "Miss Ling, this is my bed, where am I going if I don't live here?" ”

It sounds right, but, but, last night it was the other party who asked her to stay here, and I thought that the other party would go somewhere else, where I thought....

At this time, the man slowly approached her and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry! I'll be responsible for you. ”

Ling Lan only felt that her cheeks were hot, and when she was ashamed and annoyed, her brain twitched and she took a bite on the chest in front of her, and she suddenly felt much more relieved.

Ignoring the clear row of tooth marks, Ling Lan quickly pulled out and got out of bed, and out of the corner of her eye, she found that the man had just recovered from her stunned state, and she didn't expect her to suddenly speak.

"Haha! Let you bully me. "She's in a good mood.

Mo Ziyu, who came back to her senses, couldn't cry or laugh: "Silly girl, are you a dog?" ”

Ling Lan: "..."

The sky outside had just dawned, and if she slept late on weekdays, she would definitely not be able to get up at this time, but Ling Lan was extremely energetic today.

The two of them simply ate something and then entered the palace, Mo Ziyu always held her hand on the way, and comforted her softly not to be nervous, the saint is just majestic and not terrible.

Ling Lan, who occasionally looked out the window and occasionally lost her mind, gradually widened her eyes.

"I'm not nervous."

Mo Ziyu leaned on the soft collapse thoughtfully: "That's good." ”

Ling Lan pursed her lips, thought about it for a while, and whispered, "I forgot to tell you something, I saw Miss Qi last night." ”

Judging from the other party's calm reaction, it seemed that Ling Lan was dissatisfied with this, this man must have other things to hide from him.

Sure enough, Mo Ziyu was very honest, and nodded slightly: "I know, she should be back for a few days." ”

Ling Lan couldn't help frowning: "Then why didn't you tell me?" ”

"Forget." Mo Ziyu said lightly.

This, this is not even an excuse.

Seeing that she was dissatisfied with Mo Ziyu but didn't react to anything wrong, she also said something up: "She is secretly rushing back and should have something important to do, I think if she wants you to know, she will naturally tell you in person." ”

Ling Lan blinked, and the words on her lips stopped, she didn't want to pay attention to the other party.

However, Mo Ziyu was obviously uninterested, and was silent for a few breaths and wondered: "It should have been late at night last night, what did she do with you?" ”

Ling Lan gave him a self-conscious look and didn't respond.

Mo Ziyu didn't seem to think so, smiled and said softly, "Did you talk about entering the palace today?" ”

Surprise flashed in Ling Lan's eyes, and inexplicable thoughts welled up from the invisible center, as if something was wrong.

As if seeing her thoughts, Mo Ziyu said meaningfully: "Don't think about it, no matter what she says, what we have to do is like this, in fact, there is no conflict." ”

Ling Lan looked at the other party and nodded silently after a few breaths, this is not wrong.

Even if Miss Qi didn't show up last night, she would enter the palace to see the saint today, so it didn't matter.

While speaking, the carriage drove all the way into the palace, obviously arranged in advance, otherwise the carriage would not be able to enter at all, Mo Ziyu couldn't help but ridicule her, saying that she had a great face, and few people could take the carriage into the palace for the first time.

Ling Lan chuckled, although she looked at the magnificent scene outside, and asked the other party to introduce them one by one by the way.

It's almost as imagined here, it's really magnificent, every grass and tree has royal dignity, but it's nothing outstanding, Ling Lan observed very calmly, got out of the carriage and walked a long way, and finally began to go up the steps, it was really super long.

When she climbed to the last step, Ling Lan was already out of breath, looking at the three gilded characters of the Heart Cultivation Hall in front of her, she had mixed feelings, in modern times, this is a picture that only appears in TV dramas, and now she also comes to experience it.

I just don't know what kind of person this emperor is.

The vermilion door slowly opened, and the eunuchs who came out after the report invited them in, and their voices were indeed shrill and piercing.

The threshold was higher than normal, Ling Lan walked in with her skirt and feet, and there was a spacious and bright hall with a middle-aged man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe sitting on it, who looked no more than fifty years old, with good facial features, sharp eyes, and a very majestic and solemn look on his face.

Mo Ziyu knelt down, Ling Lan slowed down for half a beat, and hurriedly learned from the other party's appearance to say goodbye.

The saint obviously saw it but chose to ignore it, and raised his hand slightly to let them get up and speak.

This voice sounded a little older, Ling Lan guessed that the other party was well maintained, and his actual age should be older than he looked.

Shengshan stood up, Ling Lan was a little surprised by the other party's height, shorter than expected, about one meter six or five by sight, slightly fat, without a desk to block the figure, but as the other party approached, there was also an invisible sense of oppression.

When he came to the nearby saint, his gaze swept over Ling Lan, and then said lightly: "Ziyu, you know all about Concubine Xian, right?" ”

Mo Ziyu immediately responded, saying that he had heard about it but didn't know what was going on.

Ling Lan was surprised when the two spoke, what does this title mean? Mo Ziyu has won the trust of the saint, and the relationship between the two is extraordinary.

His thoughts flashed, and he heard the words of the Holy Lord.

"You're Ling Lan?"

Being shouted her name, Ling Lan had to raise her head, hold her head high while taking a deep breath, and salute before replying.

"If you go back to the emperor, the people's daughter is exactly."

The saint looked at her attitude of neither humility nor arrogance, and was silent for a few breaths, and found that her posture was straight and without the slightest fear, and a little appreciation flashed in his eyes.

"I heard that you have helped Ziyu solve cases many times, and this time Concubine Xian's matter still needs your joint efforts."

Unexpectedly, the other party said so politely, Ling Lan was a little flattered, and her face did not show a soft response.

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to be ready to speak, Ling Lan thought about it and said, "Your Majesty, the people's daughter is here today, and there is actually something I want to ask you." ”

Mo Ziyu silently observed the saint's reaction, ready to answer at any time.

The saint looked at her with interest, and after a few breaths, he smiled meaningfully: "If you can find out the truth about the murder of Concubine Xian in one day, I will promise you." ”

A day, twenty-four hours, one thousand four hundred and forty minutes...