Nangong Ling's eyes were tumbling with dark emotions, which was unpredictable.

"You say you know what happened before? Do you also know that my mother was wronged? ”

Qian Weide also stopped greetings.

He nodded and said: "The old slave is extremely sure that Niangniang was framed, but the old slave has been staying in this imperial tomb for so many years, and he didn't have that ability before, and then I don't know if Your Highness, you have the ability to help Concubine Mei Niangniang take revenge." ”

"If His Royal Highness is just an idle prince, the old slave will definitely hide this matter to the end, but now that I see Your Highness in person, I know that Your Highness is not a thing in the pool, and you will definitely be able to ask for justice."

Nangong Ling played with the rough white porcelain cup in her hand, and the rough mouth of the cup cut the cocoon on the palm of her hand, and it hurt a lot.

His voice was low and hoarse, "How do you know that my mother was framed?" ”

"The old slave used to be young, not the celebrity in front of the mother, but he was also a person from Changfu Palace, and he went out sideways, and he ...... that day."

Qian Weide went to the imperial dining room as usual to give Concubine Mei the usual lychees, although it was not too early, but Changfu Palace was the time to be favored, and those people in the imperial dining room would leave the routine of Changfu Palace even if they were not sensible.

The old man, who was in charge of the imperial dining room, smiled and told him that the lychees in Changfu Palace were still freezing in the freezer, and he sent someone to fetch them and asked him to wait for a while.

The young eunuch was also playful, and he couldn't stand alone, so he went out for a walk.

Suddenly, I saw a palace maid sneakily going towards the back of the rockery in the imperial garden.

He felt strange, although there would be eunuchs in the eunuch's room at night talking about some pickled things behind the rockery in the imperial garden, he was young and vaguely understood, but he also had some curiosity.

After he took the lychee, when he passed by the rockery, he still didn't hold back his curiosity and went over to take a look.

After all, it was voyeurism, and he didn't dare to get too close, so he could only watch from afar.

The palace maid handed over a bag of things to a eunuch, and he only heard about Changfu Palace and medicine, and before he could continue to see it clearly, he was taken back by Mama Xi, who came to find him.

In the palace, it is not difficult to say that a person wants to live, but if it is related to the secrets of some people, it will become very difficult to live.

After returning to Changfu Palace, Qian Weide was very uneasy, thinking of Concubine Mei's kindness to him on weekdays, he still decided to tell her about it.

But before he could speak, he was sent to the imperial mausoleum because he broke the Dongzhu hosta that the emperor rewarded Concubine Mei.

Thinking of the past, Qian Weide choked up a little, "If it weren't for my mother's intercession, maybe Qian Weide's bones would have turned to ashes now." ”

He looked at Nangong Ling, who had a gloomy face, and spoke with some difficulty, "I have a gut feeling that the medicine that the two people I saw that day must have something to do with the later incident, but I didn't see the face of the palace maid clearly, but I was a little impressed by that eunuch." ”

When Nangong Ling heard this, she instantly raised her head and looked at Qian Weide.

Qian Weide swallowed his saliva and said carefully: "If the old slave is not mistaken, it is the current celebrity next to the queen - Zhang Quan." ”

"If His Royal Highness wants to find out what happened before, he must start with Zhang Quan, Zhang Quan is also easier to handle, he is different from the old slave who has nothing to worry about, he also has a sister outside the palace, I heard that the sister also gave him a child."

Over the years, he has secretly investigated everything clearly, but he is just a eunuch, and no matter how powerful he is, he can't turn the sky upside down.

The rest of the matter still has to be handed over to Nangong Ling to do it herself.

Nangong Ling knows his difficulties, and it is good to be able to do so much because of his kindness at the beginning.

He supported his forehead with one hand, and the emotions tumbling in his heart were complicated and indescribable.

"In the future...... I will find a way to let you leave the Imperial Tomb and enjoy your old age in peace. ”

Qian Weide was very happy, not only because of Nangong Ling's promise, but also because he knew that Concubine Mei's grievances for so many years could finally be cleared.

"Thank you, Your Highness King Sheng."

Qian Weide came out of Nangong Ling's house and was shivered by the cold wind blowing in his face, but his mood was unprecedentedly relaxed.

And Nangong Ling's mood in the room couldn't calm down for a long time.

He blinked, and the usually determined man became a little uncertain, "How much do you think what he says is credible?" ”

Dark Qi shook his head, he was not by Nangong Ling's side at this time, and he didn't know anything about these things, so whether Qian Weide was worth believing or not, only Nangong Ling himself knew.

No one spoke in the room, only the sound of shallow breathing mixed with the sound of the wind outside the window.

Suddenly, Nangong Ling and Dark Qi both heard a very light footstep and were heading towards the door.

Thinking of the assassins from the Western Regions before, Nangong Ling and Dark Seven were vigilant.

A moment later, a low voice rang out outside the door.

"Nangong Ling, open the door quickly, it's me."

Although he said so, Qin Huawu didn't give the two of them a chance to open the door at all, and directly pushed the door open vigorously and came in.

"What are you doing in there?"

He muttered for a while, his brows furrowed, as if he was thinking about whether to tell Nangong Ling about this.

Nangong Ling had almost guessed his intention today.

"Lost the punchline?"

Qin Huawu stood up from the chair with a "rubbing", her expression was a little unnatural, "It's not that I lost it, she was picked up by her own people." ”

"I know."

"Do you really know?" Qin Huawu didn't believe it, and always felt that Nangong Ling was pretending to be deep.

"Hmm." Nangong Ling pondered for a moment, "So I didn't plan to put my hope on you from the beginning." ”

He just wanted to give Punch a place to go, and at the same time restrict her, otherwise the Western Regions would make trouble, and he wouldn't have so much mind to arrange things in Kyoto City.

Qin Huawu was like a thief during this time, even if there were so many people around the punch line, he was still worried that people would be lost, but now Nangong Ling told him that he didn't put any hope on him at all.

It made it completely impossible for him to accept this fact calmly.

"You said it earlier, I didn't get a good night's sleep all this time."

He sat on the chair boldly and told Nangong Ling about today's events.

"Are you really going to pick up the punchline?"

Qin Huawu may have known the answer a long time ago, but she just wanted to ask clearly.

"She's still in the Western Regions, if the punchline is in my hands, maybe I can talk about the conditions."