The death of Imperial Physician Zhou unveiled another struggle in the palace.

Concubine Shu is involved, whether there is a motive to kill or not, finding poison under her pillow is inexcusable for her.

Concubine Shu knew that she was in the way, but she was different from Concubine De, who would rather die than give in before, but softly explained to the emperor that she had no motive to kill, and even named the loophole that she was framed.

After all, no matter how idiotic she is, it is impossible for her to personally do it to a doctor, let alone put poison under her pillow so carelessly.

That's the Heding Red, which is known as highly poisonous, and she is not a long-term suspect.

Emperor Zhou is very fond of her, and her father is the general of the Zhenguo of the Great Zhou, and the background is excellent, so Emperor Zhou naturally can't hold her responsible, but the murderer is someone else.

Let the East Factory continue to investigate.

As the overseer of Dongchang, the celebrant naturally took over the case, stayed in the palace for several days, and only came back in the middle of the night, and sometimes he didn't even come back.

Wen Cha woke up every morning and found that the pillow was cold and swishing, which was called a gas, and getting married was the same as not getting married.

She got up and ate, either went to the study to read, or planted vegetables with Aunt Zhou in the yard.

In early spring, the winter snow melts, everything recovers, and the yard is full of peach blossoms.

After Wen Cha and Mrs. Zhou finished planting vegetables, they picked peach blossoms together, made a few jars of peach blossom brew and buried them under the tree, and secretly rubbed them for several days to wait for wine to drink.

One night, when the celebrant returned, she took a small jar and fell asleep at the table.

The faint smell of wine made the celebrant stunned for a moment, he chuckled, raised his hand to carry her to the bed, took off her shoes, socks and coat, covered her with bedding, and then carried her into sleep.

Wen Cha felt his temperature, shook his head groggily, and muttered in his arms, "...... I also want to be a palace maid. ”

The celebrant's eyes darkened: "Why?"

"Because...... Then I can see you often......"

The celebrant held her hand stiff, and it took a long time for him to come back to his senses, his heart seemed to be boiling with boiling magma, and his face was hot, and he kissed her on her sideburns and hugged her tightly in his arms.

The next day, Wen Cha got up, and the celebrant was already dressed and standing in front of the closet, not knowing what he was doing.

Wen Cha was a little surprised, why was he still there.

The celebrant took her a beautiful long dress, and said lightly: "Today, on the birthday of the Queen Mother, you go with me."

Wen Cha nodded, "Are you done with the affairs in the palace?" ”

The celebrant put his clothes on the bed and shook his head, "This matter is too complicated, and the situation is too deep-rooted to pull out the root for a moment. ”

That is to say, after today, I will have to handle the case in the palace.

"Does it have anything to do with the concubine?"

The celebrant tapped her nose, "Who told you that?" ”

"Guess."

"Don't guess." He separated the clothes and handed them to her one by one, "You don't have to worry about this matter, at most in a few months, I can resign from the post of the head of Ouchi and only take care of the affairs of the East Factory." ”

"The emperor has found a more suitable one?"

"Dongchang has cultivated enough to satisfy him."

Wen Cha raised his head with a smile: "I have important news here, do you want to hear it?"

The celebrant looked at the peach blossom eyes at the corners of her eyes, and her eyes were slightly dark: "What news?"

Wen Cha said casually: "Very important news, you need to trade with precious conditions."

The celebrant raised his eyebrows, and said in a hoarse voice, "What do you want to trade with me?"

Wen Cha knew that there was a play when he saw him, grabbed his hand, and said excitedly: "I want to go into the palace with you to handle the case."

The celebrant stared at him with interest, and it was cold.

"Nope."

"Why not?"

The celebrant said coldly: "It's too dangerous."

Wen Cha saw his angry appearance, put his hand on his face, let him dissipate his anger, and said in an extremely sad tone: "Let me go, let me go, I haven't seen you at home, I'm not happy at all."

The celebrant stared stunned, as if he didn't expect her mouth to be so sweet when she was clear.

Wen Cha shook his hand and made persistent efforts: "Okay, okay?"

The celebrant couldn't help but kick the sugar-coated cannonball far away: "No, the palace is not suitable for you."

"Why doesn't it fit, aren't you going to bring guards by your side? I've been with you, and I'll be your guard. Wen Cha raised three fingers to reassure, his face rubbing and rubbing in the palm of his hand, "I will do what you do, and I will never cause you trouble, okay?" ”

The celebrant reluctantly withdrew his hand from her face, and said expressionlessly, "No."

Wen Cha: "......" This person is really ruthless......

The celebrant rubbed her head and promised, "I will end the case as soon as possible and come back to accompany you."

Wen Cha: "Don't you want to hear my important news?"

Seeing that she didn't give up, the celebrant had a headache, and pretended to be curious: "You say."

Wen Cha: "Let me follow you."

Master of Ceremonies: "Haven't you been with me all the time?"

Warm tea: "...... Okay, friend of the basin, you've lost me. ”

She let go of his hand, nestled herself in the quilt and wrapped herself around a caterpillar, ignoring him.

The celebrant circled around her, touching her head and eyes, and even kissing didn't work.

He had no choice but to say, "You can trade with me with other requirements?"

Wen Cha stretched out his head and glanced at him, pretending to be disgusted: "I hate the father-in-law next to the concubine."

The person next to Concubine Lan is Xiu'an, and the celebrant knows it very well, but he doesn't understand why Wen Cha hates that person.

"Did he bully you?"

Wen Cha: "No ......" but he bullied the original owner.

The celebrant dragged her out of the bed and stretched out his hand to dress her: "If you don't like him, let him disappear."

"Hmm."

Wen Cha held his face and kissed him, and whispered in his ear: "The very important news I want to give you is ......"

Master of Ceremonies: "???"

Wen Cha: "That's it, I want to kiss you~"

The celebrant turned around and gagged her: "......" is such a valuable opinion, why didn't you say it earlier??

The birthday of the Queen Mother is a very important day for the Great Zhou.

Not only Emperor Zhou had to prepare for the banquet, but also the concubines and princes in the palace had to be prepared.

Officials can't come empty-handed, and if the Queen Mother has any whims, it's enough for people to drink.

When the celebrant arrived at the palace in a carriage with warm tea, there were already many officials at the palace gate with their relatives.

The celebrant took Wen Cha's hand, got out of the car, straightened her messy skirt casually, and walked with her to the palace.

Along the way, when he saw the officials of the celebrant supervisor, they all came forward to say hello, and even the general Zhenguo, who usually does not enter the world, nodded to him.

The celebrant responded very coldly, but everyone seemed to have become accustomed to it, and some even came up to talk a few words.

Wen Cha touched his chin on the side, it seems that the celebrant is very popular......