"I heard from the ministers in the court that the Duke's wife died in childbirth?"
When Su Wei asked this question, he did not use the word "beigong". In fact, although Zhou Guogong was a minister, he was more like his enlightenment teacher. Zhou Guogong was a civil servant, not a military commander. He was a smart minister and a devoted
Teach yourself.
However, His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince, cannot interfere too much in the affairs of the palace.
After all, my father still wanted to find out the whereabouts of the artifact from Duke Zhou.
He also didn't quite understand why Zhou Guogong kept silent about the whereabouts of the artifact.
This also made the father angry with Duke Zhou. Although he did not treat Duke Zhou badly, he still put Duke Zhou under house arrest.
"Yes, after my mother gave birth to me, she suffered from severe physical exhaustion, and finally died of a collapse of blood. Well, we have arrived at my mother's tomb."
Su Wei raised his head and looked around. This was in the hall behind the small attic. What greeted him was a portrait of a girl, who looked somewhat similar to Lang Xingyue.
This should be a portrait of the Duke's wife. There is an incense burner and two candlesticks on the table, and the surrounding area is very clean.
At this time, Lang Xingyue took out the baggage Mei Hong had prepared for her from behind, took out the incense and candles, and prepared to offer incense to her mother.
After finishing the incense, Lang Xingyue boiled water, while Su Wei walked around.
Half an hour later, Lang Xingyue handed Su Wei a cup of hot tea.
Su Wei took it, took a sip and said with a strange expression, "Why does the tea smell like lotus?"
"I did this myself. When the lotus blooms, I pick off the petals and dry them in the sun, then you can soak them in water and drink them."
"Can I stay here for a few days?"
In fact, Su Wei wanted to learn about the whereabouts of the artifact from Lang Xingyue
Lang Xingyue was startled. No one had ever stayed here overnight, not even his master, Master Mo Chen.
Then I thought about it, who is His Royal Highness?
Does she have a chance to refuse?
It is not impossible for His Royal Highness to force him to stay.
What's more, if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince lives here, he can also wait for an opportunity to ask about his father.
She has not seen her father for a whole year...
Anyway, I haven't been in a very good mood these days, so it would be nice to have someone to accompany me.
"That's okay. I have other rooms here. But don't think that the Prince's Palace is in the mountains. It's no better than the palace. There's no big fish or meat! Otherwise, I'll go prepare some food!"
"I'll go with you too. You still don't know my name. My name is Su Wei. From now on, when there are no outsiders, if you call me Brother Su, you will be Mr. Lang. He is the person I admire in my heart." "Yes, Brother Su. Now go out and prepare to eat. If you don't go, I'm afraid we won't have to eat at night."
"Can you do Qinggong?"
Lang Xingyue asked with a smile.
"Why not? My father always tells me to learn."
Su Wei was puzzled as to how he could use Qing Gong while eating.
"That's fine, just wait and move quickly. Otherwise, it will be very miserable."
Lang Xingyue suddenly smiled cunningly.
"What are you going to do? Steal something?"
"How can you be so smart? That's right, you just want to steal things!"
Lang Xingyue smiled even more.
"Then what are you stealing? What's there to steal in this mountain?"
"You'll know when you go there!"
Su Wei and Lang Xingyue each performed their own Qinggong. From a distance, Lang Xingyue's Qinggong seemed to be faster.
