What Jiang Ning didn't expect was that the father-in-law smiled, "The emperor has already told the old slave about this matter, if the mother likes it, then it doesn't hurt to live here." ”

At this point, Jiang Ning didn't have anything to say, so she took the holy decree and watched her father-in-law leave.

At the moment when the father-in-law's back left the corner of the palace road, the palace people on his side flocked to him and surrounded Jiang Ning tightly.

"Niangniang, your good days have finally come, don't forget the slave!"

"Niangniang, how uncomfortable it is to live in this cold palace, don't make trouble with the emperor, forgive him."

"Niangniang, will you still tell books in the future?"

"Mother-"

The swarming palace people almost squeezed Jiang Ning out of breath, her body was already petite, and she was squeezed like this, she was almost completely submerged.

"Let it go, let it go, don't squeeze our mother!"

Jiang Ning heard the prestige, although it was Zheliu who made a shouting sound, but in fact, the person who pushed aside the crowd and walked towards her was Lu Feng.

Lu Feng stretched out his long arms, barely opening up a small space for Jiang Ning in the palace room, Zheliu walked out from behind him, stepped forward to accept the reward in Jiang Ning's hand, and escorted the two into the cold palace.

Fold willow held Jiang Ning, smiling brightly, the sun was setting, and the warm orange sunlight fell on her rather fleshy face, making it look like a ripe orange.

"Niangniang, from the day the slave followed you, she was sure that the slave and maid must not be with the wrong person."

The folded willow jumped forward, dragging Jiang Ning's arm from side to side, making Jiang Ning feel as if he would follow her light steps and float into the clouds at any time.

"Now, our vegetable garden has been opened, and the poultry industry will soon be available." Zheliu looked at everything in the cold palace, and there was undisguised pride in his eyes.

Lu Feng led the two to the gate of the palace, and said to the two with a smile, "We're here." ”

Zheliu looked up at him in the sunset, and his voice seemed to be fascinated by this twilight, "If you can live like this for a lifetime, it seems to be good." ”

Jiang Ning didn't answer, she looked up, and saw a sparrow leaping up from the corner of the eaves, flapping its wings and plunging into the sunset.

On the other side, in the Heart Cultivation Palace, Mu Jingzhao looked left and right, and after repeatedly confirming that there was no one in his hall, he quickly grabbed a candied date from the glass bowl at hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

He chewed the dates in his mouth contentedly, and his original indifferent and detached expression gradually unfolded in that little sweetness.

A jujube entered his abdomen, Mu Jingzhao smacked his mouth unsatisfied, and then rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his hand towards the glass bowl.

At this moment, the door of the Heart Cultivation Hall was pushed open by a small gap, and the sound of the door opening was so soft, so light that it was almost negligible.

Mu Jingzhao raised his head when he heard the sound, and saw a black figure flash into the Heart Cultivation Hall and came to Mu Jingzhao's face.

Mu Jingzhao's hand trembled, and the sweet dates in his hand rolled to the ground.

The person who came was Lin Zheng, the commander of the guards,

Lin Zheng came to Mu Jingzhao and saluted him respectfully, "Meet the emperor." ”

"Lin Zheng?" Mu Jingzhao raised his eyes and glanced at the man in black in front of him, and exhaled heavily, "How many times have I told you, next time I enter my palace, make some noise in advance, don't suddenly appear!" ”

After Mu Jingzhao finished speaking, he raised his chin at Lin Zheng.

Lin Zheng pursed his lips, straightened up, and did not respond to Mu Jingzhao directly, but just lowered his head and looked at the date at his feet.

"The emperor is stealing sweets again."

Mu Jingzhao turned his face away, didn't look at him, and coughed dryly twice, "What happened to the matter I asked you to investigate?" ”

"According to the clues given by the emperor to the minister, the minister found the whereabouts of the old lady on the wedding night."

Such a sentence made Mu Jingzhao sit up straight in an instant.

"How?"

"The old lady was hanged in a forest on the outskirts of the south of the city, she had been dead for a long time when the minister found her, and the minister checked the body and found no clues."

"Hanging?" Laughing to death

"To be precise, she made the illusion of hanging after being strangled, and what killed her was an ordinary hemp rope, and on her feet, she was still wearing the pair of red cloth shoes embroidered with golden chrysanthemums that Niangniang said."

"Is there a clue to find the murderer?"

"No, there are very few people in that forest, and besides, it rained a few days ago, and even if there is any evidence, it has already been washed away by the rain."

As the two talked, Mu Jingzhao's expression became more and more solemn.

He stretched out his hand and twisted his frowning brow, but he didn't say a word for a long time.

"Then, what about the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

"The minister squatted near the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion for a full ten days, and during these ten days, the Prime Minister's Mansion did not show any abnormalities, and the people in the palace were full of lights and beaming with joy."

Mu Jingzhao thought for a moment, "I remember, is that old lady from Concubine Ning's mother's family to marry?" ”

Lin Zheng did not answer.

"Could it be that the Prime Minister's Mansion directed and performed such a play... But what's the point of going to such a length? ”

Mu Jingzhao held his forehead, with a headache on his face,

He subconsciously reached out and grabbed a large handful of dates from the glass bowl on the side and stuffed them into his mouth, propping up his originally delicate and three-dimensional cheeks. He didn't realize it, chewing the dates in his mouth with difficulty, while muttering to himself indistinctly.

Lin Zheng didn't bother anymore, just waited quietly aside.

Finally, Mu Jingzhao swallowed the dates in his mouth with difficulty, and he waved his hand at Lin Zheng, "You go and help me investigate the origin of Concubine Ning." ”

He tilted his head and thought for a moment, "I remember her saying that she was a humble storyteller on the corner of North Street, and she should be easy to find. ”

"Yes."

Lin Zheng just responded, and his body flashed and he walked out of the Heart Cultivation Palace.

———

Jiangning's life is still living as usual, telling stories, farming, eating, and sleeping.

Her life didn't seem to have changed a bit because of Mu Jingzhao's sudden "grace", since that day, she had never seen Mu Jingzhao again, and the plans and plans of that day were like a nonsensical dream.

But the life of the cold palace is really better with the naked eye.

Lu Feng's chicken pen was already full of chickens and ducks in order to raise peacocks.

Therefore, in addition to the daily irrigation of cultivated land, Lu Feng's work also kills chickens and chops firewood from time to time.

Sometimes Jiang Ning looks at the scene of him and Zheliu working alone and wiping sweat alone, and he will understand the yearning for life in Zheliu's mouth for no reason.

One day, Lu Feng took advantage of the fact that he was folding willows to fetch water, and threw away his hoe to chat with Jiang Ning.

Lu Feng grabbed his hair, his face full of shame, "Niangniang, I want to ask you something." ”

Jiang Ning casually pulled a towel and handed it to him, and continued to knock his melon seeds, "You say." ”

The stout man blushed, "That, do you still have that peacock feather hairpin?" ”