"Okay, don't be stupid, this king allows you to take half a day off and take Xia He to go shopping." Mo Haoning looked at Chu Yun and Xia Hehong's fluttering little faces, and he couldn't suppress the joy in his heart.

"Thank you, Lord Xie!" Chu Yun arched his hand, pulled Xia He, and couldn't wait to leave.

"That's good." Looking at the back of the two leaving, Qiao Xiya couldn't help but smile.

Mo Haoning glanced at Qiao Mi meaningfully, then turned his head to look at Qiao Xiya, nodded and said, "Lang is talented and beautiful, it is indeed good. It's just that Miss Qiao has not yet come out of the cabinet, so she married her personal maid first, isn't she a little anxious?"

"It's what you and I want, Chu Yun has not been attentive to Xia He for a day or two, Xia He is a simple-minded girl, if there is someone like Chu Yun who is honest and sincere to her, it is also a rare fate to protect her throughout her life, this fate is fleeting, if you miss it, I am afraid it will be difficult to find it again."

"Alas!" Mo Haoning sighed deeply.

"Why is the prince sighing? But there's a secret here?" Jomi asked hurriedly for some reason.

"Madam, I sigh that this kid is more blessed than me, but a few simple packets of fried peanuts captured the heart of Miss Xia He, and I pity me for setting up a pastry shop for a girl in Jin'an City, and delivering her favorite snacks to her every day, but she hasn't expressed it at all until now." As he spoke, Mo Haoning's eyes glanced at Qiao Xiya intentionally or unintentionally.

"The prince has another pastry shop?" Qiao Xiya, who was burying her head in the middle of what she was looking at, suddenly raised her head and asked.

"Again?" Mo Haoning felt angry and funny, "This king only bought a pastry shop that sells jujube flower cakes."

"Chu Yun didn't say it was your ......" Qiao Xiya was suddenly stunned, her pretty face slowly turned red, and her almond eyes were also confused, and she didn't know where to look for a while.

"Lord Wang." Seeing the reaction of the two, Qiao Mi had already known it, and when he saw his daughter in such a state, he hurriedly spoke, "Some people are outstanding in some aspects, but they will be clumsy in others, and the prince should not blame. The old man ordered someone to fry the tea, it must have been good at this time, can the prince be interested in tasting it with the old man?"

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey." Mo Haoning got up and said to Qiao Mi.

"Girl, didn't the prince move from Huizhou City to Jin'an City for you?" Chunling saw that Qiao Mi and Mo Haoning's backs disappeared from sight, so she asked in a mysterious whisper.

"You know a lot! You're quick talking!" Qiao Xiya feigned anger and said, "The person I asked you to find, have you found it?"

"Don't mention it," Chunling sighed, "The slave maid and the third master Qiao have been going around all the corners and corners of Jin'an City in the past few days, but they haven't found that Yun Zhishui. You say that this great living person is like the world has evaporated."

Chunling's words made Qiao Xiya's heart feel empty instantly. After being silent for a long time, Qiao Xiya asked as if she was struggling for the last time, "Have you ever been to Biluozhai?"

"I went, more than once. There are only those flowers and trees left in Biluozhai, Yun Zhishui is long gone, and the statue of Sanqing enshrined is gone."

"Have you looked carefully? Did you leave any letters, calligraphy and paintings?" Qiao Xiya continued to ask.

"No," Chunling shook her head, "The slave maid and the third master Qiao turned Biluozhai upside down, and they almost dug three feet into the ground, and they didn't find anything."

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"Can Master Joe be in the house?" The voice of Ding Yunliang, the prefect of Jin'an City, came from outside the gate of Qiao's Mansion.

"Who is it?" Jommy heard the voice and stood up.

"Madam, it's Lord Ding." Qiao San opened the door and responded.

"Lord Ding, please come in and sit down." Qiao Mi smiled and invited Ding Yunliang into the room.

"Prince Hao." Ding Yunliang stepped into the room, and at a glance saw Mo Haoning, who was sitting on the main seat and drinking tea leisurely, "Humble your duty to Prince Hao."

"Did Lord Ding also smell the fragrance of tea?" Mo Haoning put down the teacup and smiled.

"Back to the prince," Ding Yunliang arched his hand, "Someone sent a letter to the yamen this morning,

The lowly office saw that the envelope was written to be opened by Lord Cheng Qiao of Dali Temple, and the lowly position was delivered." With that, he took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Mo Haoning with both hands.

Mo Haoning took the letter, and the words on the outside of the envelope were delicate and small, like a woman's handwriting.

Mo Haoning handed the letter to Qiao Mi. Qiao Mishi took the letter, looked at it, and handed it to Mu Liu on the side: "Send it to the girl." Wanzhu, serve tea to Lord Ding."

"Yes." Mu Liu took the letter, gave Qiao Mi a slight blessing, and walked to the backyard.

"The Emperor has arrived!" As soon as Ding Yunliang sat down and picked up the teacup, Chang Shiliang's voice came from outside the door.

"Mrs. Qiao, you're really busy here today." Mo Haoning quipped. With that, he took the lead in getting up and going out.

"Sons knock before their fathers!" Mo Haoning knelt on one knee and clenched his fists.

"Su Huaizuo searched all over Jin'an City and couldn't find you, so it turned out that you were hiding here!" Mo Junchen pointed at Mo Haoning with his hand and scolded with a smile.

"The father beats a man like this, and it is proper for him to be the care of his son for a few days." Mo Haoning secretly glanced at Mo Junchen and muttered in a low voice, "The imperial doctor you sent hasn't been eating and staying in Qiao's Mansion for many days."

"Knock to see the emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live!" Qiao Qinglin lifted his robe and knelt down. qs

"Get up. You've worked hard these days, so put aside the case at hand and let others investigate, and you can rest for a few more days." Mo Junchen ordered Chang Shiliang to help Qiao Qinglin up.

"Little girl, she ......" Qiao Qinglin didn't say anything, and her eyes were red first.

"I know." Mo Junchen nodded, "I can't bear it. Don't be resentful of me."

"Your Majesty is serious. The prince is guilty of the same crime as the common people, and His Majesty is a wise monarch through the ages, so he must act according to the law. Wechen can only be respected." Qiao Qinglin arched his hand.

"Qiao Qinglin's wife, Qiao Mi, knock on the emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live!" Jomi's Fortune.

"Get up." Mo Junchen smiled faintly, "Huh? Why didn't Qiao Xiya come out to pick it up?"

"Your Majesty forgives your sins!" Qiao Mishi helped Wanzhu to kneel down again, "Little girl, her injuries have not healed yet, and she can't get out of bed......

"Prince Hao!" Mo Junchen ordered Chang Shiliang to help Qiao Mi up, then frowned and looked at Mo Haoning, pointed with his hand, and said angrily, "You are getting bolder and bolder now!"

"What does Father mean?" Mo Haoning was confused, although he could see that Mo Junchen was not really angry, he still asked cautiously.

"You obviously have a way to make Miss Qiao get better quickly, but you can't bear to let her linger on the sick bed for so long!"

"That's not because you're too ruthless, father." Mo Haoning understood what Mo Junchen meant, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and pretended to complain.

"If it weren't for the fact that everything you did was in a rage and the officials criticized you, I wouldn't have bothered to come out and preside over the situation for you!" Mo Junchen sighed and said.

"If my son didn't understand this reason, my son would have made Miss Qiao better a long time ago." Mo Haoning smiled with a smile.

"Ghost Witty!" Mo Junchen scolded with a smile, and turned to Qiao Mi's words, "Mrs. Qiao has some tea at home? I want to beg for a cup of tea to moisten my throat."

"Your Majesty laughed." Qiao Mi was deeply blessed, "The old man is going to cook tea for His Majesty."

"Don't be so troublesome, drink whatever tea you have." As he spoke, Mo Junchen walked into the room quickly, sat down in the main seat, and glanced at the tea cup on the table, "This tea is very good!"

"If Your Majesty doesn't dislike it, the old body will be brewed for Your Majesty." Hearing this, Jommy hurriedly turned around and went to pick up the teapot.

"Don't be idle," Mo Junchen glanced at the back of Qiao Mi's departure, with a joking look on his face, and said to Mo Haoning seriously, "I know that in addition to showing those people, you also have your own selfishness, but now that the situation is urgent, let your selfishness go for a while." Take your scales and make Miss Joe feel better first."

"Something's wrong?" Seeing Mo Junchen's expression change, Mo Haoning knew that something was wrong.

"Well," Mo Junchen nodded, took a copy of the Tang newspaper presented by Chang Shiliang, and handed it to Mo Haoning, "After Miss Qiao recovers from her injury, you will set off."

"Where?" Mo Haoning took the Tang newspaper and frowned slightly.

"Southwest Frontier."

"Obey, Minister!"