Xin Yu lowered his eyes slightly, and replied to Emperor Xingyuan's words: "The last time the folk girl saw Mr. Songling, Mr. Songling said that she had something to leave the capital temporarily, and she thought that she had already left the capital at this time."

This answer was obviously not what Emperor Xingyuan wanted: "Then do you know Mr. Songling's residence in the capital?"

Xin Yu shook her head: "The folk girl doesn't know, every time the manuscript is delivered, Mr. Songling takes the initiative to find it. Mr. Songling kept silent about his origin and residence, and the folk girl didn't ask much."

Emperor Xingyuan was unwilling: "What about his appearance? Cover your face every time I see you?"

"Yes, the folk girl can only judge from her voice and body shape, Mr. Songling is very young, maybe-"

"What could be?"

Xin Yu raised his eyes slightly, and saw Emperor Xingyuan's expression: "Maybe it's still a young man."

Twenty men in Daxia are crowned, and those who are less than twenty can be called young men.

"So young?" Emperor Xingyuan glanced at He Qingxiao, who was standing aside, in surprise.

At the beginning, I heard He Qingxiao report that Mr. Songling was a young man, but he didn't expect to be so young.

Thinking about "Painted Skin" and "Journey to the West", Emperor Xingyuan felt impossible.

Can you write such a book without a certain amount of experience?

"Miss Kou, if you can't see your appearance, will you be wrong to judge just by your voice and body shape?"

Xin Yu thought about it and said seriously, "Maybe I still feel it."

"Feelings?" Emperor Xingyuan thought it was funny.

"It's the feeling of a person. Although Mr. Songling concealed his appearance, his figure was different from the thinness of an adult man, and he obviously had the thinness of a teenager, as well as his words and deeds when dealing with him...... Judging a person's age is not necessarily based only on the outside."

Speaking of this, Xin Yu glanced at He Qingxiao.

The time she dressed as a man, she didn't lose because of the smell.

"Miss Kou has dealt with Mr. Songling many times, and I haven't heard any information from him?"

Xin Yu shook his head slowly, and was suddenly stunned for a moment: "There is a ...... But the folk girl thinks that Mr. Songling is joking—"

"Tell me about it."

"When Mr. Songling revealed that he was leaving the capital, the folk girl asked him where he was going and when he would return. Mr. Matsuling pointed to the manuscript and said that he was going to the Monkey King's hometown......

Emperor Xingyuan grabbed "Journey to the West", flipped through it quickly, and his eyes fell on the opening column: "South of the Luojiang River......

Flipping back, there is another mention of the origin of the Monkey King, not only to the south of the Luojiang River, but also to the specific place - Wanyang.

Emperor Xingyuan closed the book suddenly, and his heart beat rapidly.

Wanyang, isn't Xinxin in Wanyang?

Is it Wanyang?

Emperor Xingyuan's heart was agitated, but he could still maintain the emperor's profundity in front of Xin Yu: "I know. Early night—"

"Wechen is here."

"You send Miss Kou back first, and then go to the palace again, I have something for you to do."

He Qingxiao immediately responded.

"The people have retired." Xin Yu blessed his body.

Emperor Xingyuan's gaze unconsciously fell on the well-behaved buns on both sides of the girl's head, and the ghost sent the god to say, "Miss Kou has worked hard today, give two pairs of pearl flowers and a box of pearls."

Xin Yu raised her eyes in surprise, and quickly lowered her eyes: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward."

When she left the palace, she had an extra box of jewelry in her hand, plus the reward when she was in the lotus garden, so she didn't need to add more jewelry in a short time.

The wind and snow did not stop, Xin Yu and He Qingxiao rode alone in a car, and one person rode a horse, and they didn't say anything all the way. It wasn't until the carriage stopped that He Qingxiao said softly, "Miss Kou, rest early."

"Lord He, please be safe on the road." Xin Yu walked into Shaoqing's Mansion and found Xiaolian waiting at the gatehouse.

"Girl, you're back." Xiaolian's gaze fell on the box in Xin Yu's hand.

Xin Yu handed it to her: "The emperor's reward, take it carefully."

"Whoa."

The two walked away, and the doorman sighed twice.

The cousin girl is really amazing, the royal gift is like flowing water.

He Qingxiao returned to the palace, and the sky was already a little dark.

"Miss Kou sent it back?" Before He Qingxiao didn't come back, Emperor Xingyuan watched "Journey to the West" repeatedly, and he had calmed down.

"Back to Your Majesty, Weichen has sent Miss Kou back to Shaoqing's Mansion."

Emperor Xingyuan nodded, and said the intention of letting He Qingxiao return to the palace: "Tomorrow, you will personally go to Wanyang to investigate Mr. Songling's traces."

He paused and said, "And the whereabouts of the Queen."

He Qingxiao was surprised.

Emperor Xingyuan's face was slightly gloomy: "Bring more available people, and don't ask about anything else."

"We're under the order."

When He Qingxiao was about to leave, Emperor Xingyuan called out to him: "If you find the queen, take her to Beijing to see me immediately."

He Qingxiao had the intention to test Emperor Xingyuan's attitude towards Empress Xin, and his face was sad: "If the queen mother is unwilling to return to Beijing with Weichen——"

Emperor Xingyuan's tone was resolute: "Be sure to take the queen back to the capital, but you must not be rude to the queen."

"Wechen understood."

Back at the Changle Hou Mansion, He Qingxiao took a few bites of food and plunged into the study.

Aunt Gui looked at the closed door and sighed.

is so busy during the Chinese New Year, let alone marrying a daughter-in-law, he can't even take care of eating. The emperor asked Hou Ye to be the envoy of Jinlin Wei, could it be that he had this in mind?

He Qingxiao in the study, but it was not Aunt Gui who was dealing with all kinds of letters, but opened "Journey to the West", which looked word by word.

The sun rose and the sun was clear, there was not much temperature, and the snow piled up on the eaves and streets was dazzling.

Before He Qingxiao left Beijing, he boarded the door of Shaoqing's Mansion again.

Duan Shaoqing smiled with a smile on his face, and when Xin Yu and He Qingxiao met in the courtyard, a drum beat in his heart: The dignified Jinlin Wei Zhenfu envoy has come to the door for the third time, even if it is murder and arson, there is no need for this, right?

In the courtyard, He Qingxiao opened his mouth: "Miss Kou, I am leaving Beijing today and going to Wanyang."

"Have a nice trip, Lord He."

He Qingxiao was silent for a moment and asked, "Miss Kou doesn't have anything else to say?"

Xin Yu bowed her head slightly, and the dead grass lying down could be seen in the gaps of the green bricks that swept away the snow.

After a short silence, she spoke: "I hope Lord He can find out the truth and return to Beijing as soon as possible with evidence."

"Hmm." He Qingxiao answered softly, and then his voice became softer, "Mr. Songling...... Is it Xin Gongzi?"

Miss Kou said earlier that there was a way for the emperor to take the initiative to investigate Wanyang's matter, but he didn't know what the solution was until yesterday.

Wanyang is mentioned in "Journey to the West", and there must be other information about the queen's mother hidden in this story, which is only known to the emperor.

Miss Kou is Queen Xin's person, so it's not surprising that she knows some secrets, so how did Mr. Songling, who wrote "Journey to the West", know?

Or, Mr. Songling is also from that valley, and they are all together. Or, Mr. Songling is Miss Kou herself.

Mr. Songling became famous in the capital, but no trace could be found, and it was obvious that the latter was more likely. A person who does not exist naturally will not leave a trace.

And with his identity, there are some things he knows, but he can't ask.

For example, is Miss Kou Mr. Songling, is it ...... Xin Gongzi.