Feng Mian thought of Xiao Yanbao's specialness, and then there was the picture of Master Qingyun wanting to touch Xiao Yanbao before and being bounced away, and his expression changed under his eyes.

"Father, it's safer to take Yanbao back to the palace for the imperial doctor to see! Yanbao is too small, in case it is delayed......"

Feng Qingli didn't hesitate, picked up Xiao Yanbao and walked away directly.

Mu Ling wanted to follow, but the sound of Feng Qingli came from the night sky.

"Mu Ling, about the changes of the beasts in the Hundred Beast Garden, you stay with the prince to find out to me!"

Mu Ling: "......"

He had been in the imperial study with His Majesty before, how did he know what was going on in the Hundred Beast Garden?

Your Majesty doesn't want him to come with you.

Mu Ling clenched his fists, his brows furrowed.

Master Qingyun looked at Feng Mian, his eyes were much deeper.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince seems to be very taboo for the poor monk to touch the little county lord?"

Feng Mian's face was still pale, and a gentle smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"The master is too worried, what the master is proficient in is not medical skills but the art of Qimen Dunjia, and this palace does not dare to gamble with Yanbao's life."

Master Qingyun looked at Feng Mian with a smile and said no more.

Mu Ling suddenly looked at Feng Mian, and Xiao Yanbao said to him and His Majesty that he had seen a ghost in his mind.

He suddenly looked at Master Qingyun with an extremely cold expression.

"Is the master suspicious of Yanbao?"

Master Qingyun shook his head with a busy smile.

"Neither nor not!"

There is no evidence, Xiao Yanbao is now named the lord of Fu Jin by His Majesty, and he may be free to talk nonsense.

Mu Ling's brows furrowed even tighter.

"Then why does Master Fang Cai seem to be desperate to touch Yan Bao's eyebrows?"

Master Qingyun was stunned.

Mu Ling stared at him with gloomy eyes.

"If the master thinks that Yan Bao has any questions, just ask General Ben! Everything about Yanbao, General Ben knows everything well! ”

Without waiting for Master Qingyun to speak, Mu Ling added dangerously.

"And if the master speculates and doubts Yan Bao without evidence, or even scares Yan Bao, don't blame General Ben for being ruthless!"

Master Qingyun: "......"

He knew it!

Master Qingyun was still suspicious, and he heard that the Lord of Fu Jin had been in the General's Mansion in the past few days.

If the Lord of Fu Jin is really related to ghosts, there is a chance that Mu Ling's body will also be contaminated with yin energy.

If you can test Mu Ling, you can also know nine times out of ten.

Master Qingyun asked Mu Ling straight to the point.

"I wonder if General Mu can let the poor monk touch your eyebrows?"

Mu Ling stood there in a crimson blue brocade robe, his eyes sharp and cold.

"Master at will!"

Feng Mian watched and listened, his eyebrows moved slightly, but the concealment was so good that neither Mu Ling nor Master Qingyun noticed it.

Master Qingyun was also not polite, he rolled up the tattered sleeves of the wide monk's robe on his body with one hand, and gently clasped the ring finger and little finger with the index finger and middle finger of one hand, and the thumb gently buckled the ring finger and little finger, and the fingertips gently fell to the center of Mu Ling's eyebrows.

Tiangang's qi was at his fingertips, and it quickly probed into the depths of Mu Lingmei's heart.

When touching the countless evil qi in the depths of Mu Lingmei's heart, the corners of Master Qingyun's mouth twitched.

How many people do you have to kill?

The rumored evil god!

Sure enough, it lives up to its name!

But it has nothing to do with yin!

However, after a while, Master Qingyun quickly withdrew his hand and bowed down to apologize.

"General Mu, it's a poor monk who is rude."

Mu Ling stared at him coldly.

"Does Master Qingyun still doubt Yan Bao?"

Master Qingyun's chubby face had a very wide and compassionate smile.

"Don't dare! Can't! ”

Mu Ling turned his gaze away at Feng Mian.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, I will go to the Hundred Beasts Garden to have a look."

Feng Mian smiled and nodded.

"General Mu is at his own convenience, go back to the dormitory in the palace to see how Yanbao is doing."

Mu Ling listened to his words, and his heart warmed slightly.

"Okay."

Master Qingyun listened and spoke quickly.

"The poor monk still has something to meet His Majesty, just with His Royal Highness the Prince."

Feng Mian smiled lightly, and Mu Ling looked at Master Qingyun with unkind eyes.

Master Qingyun pretended not to see anything, so he just followed Feng Mian and walked quickly in the direction of the East Palace Bedroom.

And in the Fengyi Palace.

Queen Song Mingshu, who was already lying down, suddenly turned her head sideways and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Aunt Shi Jing, who was waiting outside the tent, hurriedly lifted the curtain and went in.

"Mother, you are ......"

Seeing a small black bug in the blood, Aunt Shi Jing quickly took out a handkerchief and wrapped the black bug and hid it in her cuff.

Soon a palace maid on night duty came in.

"Aunt Shi Jing, what's wrong with Niangniang?"

Aunt Shi Jing spoke in a panic.

"Quickly pass on the judgment of the Ye Court, the queen mother has committed an old problem and vomited blood."

"Yes!"

When all the palace maids withdrew, Aunt Shi Jing helped the queen with a pale and haggard face to sit up.

"Niangniang, how do you feel?"

Song Mingshu covered her mouth with a snow-white handkerchief and coughed violently for a while before stopping.

A pair of light-colored eyes with a strong aura of anger, full of unwillingness.

"Is there a failure over there in the Hundred Beast Garden?"

Aunt Shi Jing lowered her head: "Yes, not only did it fail, but those fierce beasts didn't know which nerve was wrong, and they attacked fiercely at the beginning, and then ...... The back all fell asleep on the ground. ”

A trace of astonishment slipped through Song Mingshu's eyes.

"Even if the Gu technique fails, how can the beasts all fall asleep?"

In particular, the golden python likes to forage at night.

Yujing is the granddaughter of Mama Zhong, and she has the true biography of Mama Zhong.

Mama Zhong's violent death in Zhong Cui Palace caused trouble to His Majesty, and His Majesty only scolded Gu Guifei for not being strict with her subordinates, and it was not as severe as punishing the five princes for grounding her feet at the beginning.

His Majesty obviously doesn't want to touch Gu Guifei!

But the prince Fengmian is growing up day by day, although he is more respectful to her as the queen mother, he is not close enough in the end.

On the contrary, every time she sees Gu Guifei, she is very respectful, how can this make her feel at ease?

Instead of raising a white-eyed wolf that is not well raised, it is better to strangle the white-eyed wolf while it has not yet grown fangs!

Mama Chung is just the first step.

The second step is the turmoil in the East Palace tonight.

But why all the beasts slept was completely unexpected.

Yujing is no longer useful, the beast is the beast, the beast garden is in chaos, and the beast is fierce again.

Once you are free, can you still bite and hunt wantonly?

Shouldn't it be those guards in the Hundred Beast Garden who died?

Aunt Shi Jing shook her head: "Niangniang, Miss Yujing's body is still over there in the Hundred Beasts Garden, and Your Majesty has ordered a thorough investigation of her identity." ”

Song Mingshu sat with her back against the soft pillow, looking at the blood soaked in bedding at the head of the bed out of the corner of her eyes, and her eyes were fierce.

"It doesn't matter! Yujing only entered the palace half a month ago, and he was on an errand in the Huanyi Bureau, even if His Majesty's Dragon Hunting Guard made a move, he couldn't find anything. ”

Speaking of this, Song Mingshu suddenly asked Aunt Shi Jing.

"Master Qingyun has arrived?"

Aunt Shi Jing nodded: "Originally, everything was planned, and when Master Qingyun arrived, the ghost thing attracted by Yujing just started to move, but I don't know what went wrong, and it became like this." ”

Song Mingshu lowered her eyes coldly and thought carefully.

"There must be something more powerful in the palace than the ghost thing that Yujing recruited!"

Aunt Shi Jing couldn't believe it.

"Is there a candidate for the mother?"

Song Mingshu immediately gave a name.

"Fu Jin County Lord Gu Yanbao!"

Aunt Shi Jing's pupils widened.

"Lord Fu Jin? She's only three years old, and she's ...... the hell."

Song Mingshu's eyes were colder and more poisonous.

"What kind of personality Yang Chaoyun is, you still don't know? Aunt Mu can be beaten to death, how could Gu Yanbao, a three-year-old child, just survive to return to the dynasty of Mu Ling's class? ”

Aunt Shi Jing froze.

Song Mingshu pursed her lips and sneered.

"Bengong said why arsenic didn't kill Fengmian, so that's the case!"

Aunt Shi Jing was even more worried.

"Mother, what should we do then?"

Song Mingshu listened to the footsteps of the palace people outside, and was helped by Aunt Shi Jing to lie down slowly.

"In two days, it's Laba Festival, just let the four princes give it a try."

Aunt Shi Jing nodded.

"Niangniang, the slave maid immediately asked someone to go to the Chaoyang Palace to deliver a message, saying that you ......"

Song Mingshu shook her head: "No!" Once or twice when you fall ill and vomit blood, Your Majesty may feel distressed. Three or four times, you will only be rejected by Your Majesty! ”

"The slave is stupid, and she almost disgusted His Majesty."

Song Mingshu closed her eyes, and there was still a sarcastic sneer on the corner of her mouth.

And the little Yanbao they mentioned finally stopped coughing, and his little face was still red.

The big eyes are also moist, the tails of the eyes are red, as if they have cried hard, and the slender eyelashes are moist, which looks very pitiful.

As soon as Imperial Doctor Jiang left, she sneezed heavily.

"Ahh

Feng Qingli hurriedly looked down.

"Yanbao, aren't you still comfortable?"

Before Xiao Yanbao could speak, Fu Mingzhong's voice sounded from outside the hall.

Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Master Qingyun have arrived. ”

Xiao Yanbao listened, and a pair of big moist eyes hurriedly looked at the door of the dormitory.