"Who are they? How did the queen die! I am asking you! Speak!" Ye Junqing felt an abnormal tightness in his chest, as if there was a ball of cotton wool stuck there, making it difficult for him to breathe. The truth? Is there really the truth? Then
How did Mo Xin die?
"Queen...poof!" The palace maid suddenly covered her chest with both hands, her sallow face became more and more tangled, and then there was a fishy taste in her throat, and a mouthful of black blood spattered out.
"What's wrong with you? Hey! What's wrong with you! You haven't told me how the queen died! Tell me quickly!" Ye Junqing sealed the palace maid's seven meridians and eight meridians several times, trying to save her life, but unfortunately
The palace lady's poison invaded her lungs and black blood gurgled out.
"The Queen...The Queen is being..." The palace maid's voice gradually weakened. Ye Junqing leaned forward fiercely and put his ear to the palace maid's mouth, but he still couldn't hear the palace maid's last words clearly.
Ye Junqing slowly let go of the palace maid's body and let her fall to the ground with a bang. His heart seemed to be covered with ice. Even if he didn't hear the last words of the palace maid clearly, Ye Junqing was able to confirm one thing, that is, Mo Xin's death was not what it seemed.
It was so simple, but as for what secret was hidden behind it, he swore that he would get to the bottom of it.
If Mo Xin is really framed, Ye Junqing swears to the sky that those who have wronged Mo Xin will be cut into pieces!
Ye Junqing looked at the dead palace maid indifferently. Until midnight, he concluded that the person who wrote the note wanted him to see it was this palace maid. Now that the palace maid was dead, the person who wrote the note became the only clue.
Thinking of this, Ye Junqing took a deep breath, put the crumpled writing paper he was holding into his arms, and turned around to leave.
"Master, my subordinates were negligent and did not notice that anyone had entered Prince Su's room." In the dark, Yin Xue looked at Yao Mowan with an apologetic look.
"It has nothing to do with you." Seeing Ye Junqing leave, a cold look flashed in Yao Mowan's eyes.
"Master, please go in and see what happened!" Yin Xue was about to rush into the side room, but was stopped by Yao Mowan.
"We can't go. I'm afraid there might be someone else here besides us. Go back first, don't alert others." Yao Mowan said indifferently, then turned and left. Yin Xue heard the sound and looked around. Although she didn't feel anyone, she didn't dare to disobey the order.
Returning to Guanju Palace, Yao Mowan was sitting at the table in the inner room, her beautiful eyes staring at the dragon-carved candlestick on the table, thoughtfully.
"Master, how about Yin Xue steal that note back?" Yin Xue suggested, knowing what Yao Mowan was thinking.
"No, even if you don't read the writing, I can guess what's written on it. There's nothing going on here. You can go down first." Yao Mowan's voice didn't reproach her at all. She had no reason to blame Yin Xue. After all, she couldn't do anything at the same time.
, it was a bit difficult for her to take care of herself and Prince Su at the same time.
"Yes!" Yin Xue felt Yao Mowan's tolerance, felt grateful in her heart, and immediately turned around and disappeared.
The room was silent. Yao Mowan held the silver pick and gently picked up the candle wick. The light in her eyes became deeper and deeper. If she guessed correctly, the content on the note must be related to the cause of her death. If not, Ye Jun
Qing will not go to the old site of Leng Palace, but is there really anyone in this palace who knows the cause of his death? Who could it be? What is his purpose?
Too many questions gave Yao Mowan a headache. This was the most difficult thing she had encountered since her rebirth. She could not let Ye Junqing know the real cause of her death. Now was not the time. It seemed that she had to help Ye Junqing.
Dig out this person before you find out anything!
The next day, when Yao Mowan got up, she learned from Ting Yue that the wing at the old site of Leng Palace had been burned to ashes. The fire was so big that even the surrounding pines and cypresses were burned away.
"I really don't understand. It's just an abandoned wing. How could it suddenly catch fire? There was no thunder last night, so it must not have been a fire from the sky. But who would be so bored as to set fire there? If caught, it would definitely be a death sentence." Ting Yue rambled and put the bowls and chopsticks away.
Set it up.
"Where's the fire?" A cold voice suddenly sounded. At the palace gate, Ye Jun stood there coldly, his deep eyes faintly gleaming with ice.
"Uh... back to the prince, it's the wing in Leng Palace." Ting Yue replied truthfully.
"You go down first." Yao Mowan waved her hand and stepped away from Tingyue, then sat leisurely at the table.
"Who do you think set the fire?" Ye Junqing walked to the opposite side of Yao Mowan and asked in a low voice. Her eyes obviously lost the leisurely look of the past. She had expected such a result, so she tried her best not to let Ye Jun
Qing Zao knew the truth, and the sooner he knew it, the more his heart ached.
"How would I know?" Yao Mowan asked disapprovingly.
"You probably don't know anything about what happened in the palace!" Ye Junqing always thought this.
"The prince really thinks highly of Mo Wan, but he may have disappointed the prince. Mo Wan really doesn't know about this." Yao Mowan lowered her eyes to eat and responded softly.
"You killed three birds with one stone regarding Yao Yu. Not only did you frame Yao Suluan, but you also made Yao Zhenting think that he had no son. Moreover, the incident happened in the harem. Yao Zhenting could not help but blame the emperor. From this point of view, you seem to be instigating the three of them.
relationship. If you were an outsider, I could use common sense to deduce your behavior. However, you are Yao Zhenting’s daughter, Yao Suluan’s sister, and Ye Hongyi’s favorite concubine. I don’t understand why.
Do you want to do this? Unless..." Ye Junqing hesitated, the thought in his mind flashed away. If that thought was true, he would be heartbroken.
"Unless what?" Yao Mowan wanted to know what level Ye Junqing had in mind.
"Unless you hate the three of them, and the reason for hating is because of Mo Xin!" Ye Junqing choked, and he spent the whole night sorting out the matter. This was his final answer.
"The prince's imagination is really rich. My eldest sister died in childbirth, so it would be unreasonable for Mo Wanruo to accommodate the emperor. As for her father, Mo Wan has never seen him since. It is true that she has no feelings, but she does not hate him.
Yao Suluan... She has bullied Mo Wan since she was a child. Now that Mo Wan has gained the upper hand, it's just retaliation. Mo Wan knows the prince's thoughts about the eldest sister, but the eldest sister has left. The prince should learn to let go.
Open." Yao Mowan raised her eyes coldly and looked at Ye Junqing solemnly.
"I should have known you wouldn't admit it!" Ye Junqing listened to Yao Mowan nagging a lot of high-sounding rhetoric, and was secretly annoyed. Why did he forget that this woman was very sinister?
It’s even harder to reach the sky.
"Mo Wan knows everything and says it all. If the prince doesn't believe it, there's nothing Mo Wan can do. I'll ask you for a favor after dinner later." Yao Mowan said calmly.
"Why do you have the nerve to say that? You have no time!" Ye Junqing couldn't help but sigh, it is really good to be thick-skinned, because he would not reject others and turn around to ask others for help after a few minutes.
"You eat my food and live in my house. It's not a loss to help me, right?" Yao Mowan looked disapproving. Ye Junqing was speechless. Maybe he should consider Yan Nansheng's suggestion. As long as he finds out what Mo Xin's name is.
Cause of death, he vowed not to stay for more than a quarter of an hour.
When Yao Mowan and Ye Junqing appeared in Buxin Pavilion, Yu Funing was very surprised. Especially when he saw Ye Junqing holding Xuzi with his own eyes, Yu Funing wanted to step forward and kick the cat away.
"My concubine pays homage to Prince Su and Concubine Yao." Yu Funing quickly adjusted her emotions, took a shallow step to Ye Junqing's side, and bowed gently.
"Sister Xianfei, please don't be so polite. The ginseng soup you gave Xuzi last time was so delicious that it made its mouth squirm. Sister Xianfei, can you let them make another bowl for Xuzi?"
Yao Mowan stepped forward and took Yu Funing's hand, begging with a peach blossom look on her face.
"Why not, Qianxi, go and ask the imperial kitchen to make a bowl of ginseng soup, and also ask the imperial kitchen to prepare it. Prince Su and Concubine Yao will have lunch at Buxin Pavilion." Yu Funing turned around and ordered Qianxi, feeling very uncomfortable in her heart.
, the purpose of sending ginseng soup at that time was to give Ye Junqing a taste, but this time it was better, hundreds of taels of ginseng soup was all cheap.
Beside Yao Mowan, Ye Junqing subconsciously twitched the corners of her lips twice. She is really not polite!
After Qian Xi left, Yu Funing invited Ye Junqing to the seat of honor, and he pulled Yao Mowan to sit on the imperial concubine chair on one side.
The moment she came into contact with the imperial concubine chair, Yao Mowan knew that the underside of the imperial concubine chair was covered with thousand-year-old black ice jade. This kind of jade is warm in winter and cool in summer. It is extremely rare. I am afraid that Ye Hongyi may not be able to enjoy it.
I think that Yu Qing has always been careful in his work, but he is willing to spend money on his daughter. Although his wealth is not exposed, there is no need for Yu Qing to be taboo. After all, every time the government's finances are tight, Yu Qing can always find a way to raise enough money.
The number, Ye Hongyi once told her, he knew that Yu Qing made money, but these were nothing compared to his abilities. It can be seen that Ye Hongyi still has great trust in Yu Qing, so Yao Mowan does not plan to rely on his soul.
Sha Yuan had other ideas for dealing with Yu Qing.