"It's just a lesson learned...Where is Liu Xing? He hasn't come back yet?" Yao Mowan just asked and saw Liu Xing running in from the palace gate in a hurry.
"Liu Xing'er comes to see you!" After staying in the palace for a few days, Liu Xing'er also learned the rules of the palace.
"Get up, how's the inquiry going?" When Yao Mowan looked at Liu Xing, her eyes would always overflow with a hint of distress. This man was too persistent. Even if he knew there would be no results, he would still give without hesitation. With Liu Xing's wholehearted love for my sister, my sister
The first half of my life was happy.
"Going back to Madam, I found out from Butler Yao that the third lady and the young master have moved into Prime Minister Yao's mansion, but life is not easy. The eldest lady whips the third lady at every turn, and she doesn't have a good look towards the young master. It's just because of the master's misfortune.
, but he didn't do anything secretly, but it was a matter of time." Liu Xing reported all the news he heard from Yao Tu to Yao Mowan.
"Father doesn't care?" Yao Mowan frowned slightly. She not only sympathized with Su Muzi, but also felt a little guilty. If she hadn't needed it, their mother and son would not have been exposed so quickly, and Su Mu would have suffered less.
Like her mother, Zi was coerced into submission by her father, and even more suppressed and bullied by her royal wife. She could not just sit idly by regardless of emotion or reason.
"Perhaps the master is because of the imperial concubine, so as long as the eldest lady does not hurt the young master, he will turn a blind eye to Su Muzi." Liu Xing sighed.
"That's what the master is like! Back then, he knew clearly that the eldest lady ordered Aunt Gao to poison her, but he didn't care at all!" Liu Xing's words immediately aroused Ting Yue's anger. These were all said by Aunt Gao herself when Chaifang was being tortured.
of.
"Ting Yue!" On one side, Liu Xing subconsciously stopped Ting Yue, fearing that Yao Mowan would be sad after hearing this.
"It's okay. Let's prepare dinner. I'm a little hungry." Yao Mowan gently stroked the wadding, smiling brightly with her red lips, but her frozen heart became even colder.
"Slave, go now." Liu Xing respectfully exited Guanju Palace and headed towards the imperial dining room.
Just after Liu Xing left, Ye Junqing suddenly appeared at the gate of Guanju Palace. The setting sun shone on his face, as if it was coated with a layer of golden light, making his already unparalleled appearance even more unparalleled in the world. Yao Mowan had
Sometimes she wonders why a man who has been on the battlefield all year round has such white skin, which makes her a little jealous.
"My servant comes to see Prince Su. Prince Su invites you inside." Tingyue is still a little girl after all. At this moment, she can no longer resist the temptation and moves to the palace gate. She doesn't even ask her if the master is willing, and she hurriedly greets Lord Ye.
Qing invited him in. Admittedly, she couldn't blame Ting Yue. Even the fireworks woman who was used to the romantic scene couldn't resist Ye Junqing's charm, let alone Ting Yue.
However, Yao Mowan noticed that the expression on Ye Junqing's face was not as friendly as Ting Yue's. As expected, when Ye Junqing stepped into the main hall, she sternly ordered Ting Yue to leave.
"You go down first, I have something to say to your master!" Ye Junqing said this, and Ting Yuedeng was startled and looked at Yao Mowan blankly.
"You stay outside and don't let anyone in without my order. By the way, take the cat out." Yao Mowan said and handed the cat into Tingyue's arms. She didn't want to be in the city.
The door caught fire, affecting the fish in the pond. Judging from Ye Junqing's posture, he seemed to be angry.
It wasn't until the palace door was closed that Yao Mowan lazily stood up, walked to the table swayingly, picked up the teapot with cracked green glaze, and poured two cups. One cup was already used, and the other cup was pushed towards Ye Junqing.
"Who are you?" The cold voice revealed a hint of anger. Ye Junqing had no intention of drinking tea. He looked directly at Yao Mowan, waiting for her answer.