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Chapter 3087 Prayer

After waiting uneasily for a while, Xiaomi went to get some food. "No matter what, let's eat first."

Empress Jiang was very calm, and the news of Emperor Qi's illness did not spread widely. Breakfast was served in the imperial dining room as usual.

Dongyang Hou's share has long since gone cold, but he is favored, and his residence is equipped with a small red clay stove all year round, and there are many varieties of breakfast dishes.

The millet was heated on the small stove and eaten, and the three of them shared it.

As soon as they were full, someone from the palace came quietly and whispered the news: "The prince entered the palace an hour ago and stayed in Zhengyang Palace with the queen.

The imperial concubine rushed over half an hour ago and did not come out again. Several ministers entered Zhengyang Palace and did not come out.

The Empress ordered the palace gate to be closed and summoned General Butan Chun into the palace."

The Marquis of Dongyang waved away the messenger who was delivering the letter and looked at Mu Yunhan, "Mother Hui, why do I feel like we have become turtles in a urn? If someone pours a basin of boiling water down on us, the three of us will be scalded in it."

Things like palace changes can change rapidly. Although Mu Yunhan has great confidence in Qi Huang, he knows that no one can beat luck.

As the saying goes in the Hall of the King of Hell, if the King of Hell lets you die at the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch?

"What kind of person is General Butan Chun?" she asked Marquis Dongyang. "Sir, please tell me everything you know about the lives of those who have been involved in this matter so far."

When it comes to asking for information, Dongyang Hou is an efficient little expert, and he immediately talks about it in detail.

Mu Yunhan was so focused that he interrupted him mid-sentence, "You said that Butanol was personally promoted by His Majesty, but then he was suddenly reprimanded for some unknown reason.

But I just demoted my official position, gave him a beating, and was put in solitary confinement. I didn’t give him a good look, and there was no other punishment."

Dongyang Hou said, "Yes, isn't that enough? These people are red-topped and white-white, and his life is very difficult."

Although he still commanded the Zuo Yingwei, he was driven to the outskirts and was not allowed to enter the palace unless summoned. Even those who led the Zuo Yingwei were not welcomed.

Because of this, the marriages of his son and daughter were ruined. The eldest daughter had to marry a poor scholar, and the eldest son could not achieve a high level.

After two years of delay, the Empress felt pity for him and granted him a marriage. Then he was even more disliked by His Majesty, who has not seen him for several years."

Mu Yunhan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If I guess correctly, this matter will not go out of the way, let's not do anything, just clean our hands and burn incense to pray for His Majesty."

The Marquis of Dongyang thought he had heard wrongly: "Is it useful to cleanse your hands, burn incense and pray?"

Mu Yunhan said, "Otherwise, what can we do?"

She looked at the gloomy sky and really didn't think that she, Xiaomi, and Marquis Dongyang would be able to escape from the palace smoothly.

Dongyang Hou was silent for a moment and smiled bitterly, "You are right, this is all we can do."

The incense table and incense burner were all ready-made, and the three of them did it as they were told. After a while, the whole courtyard was filled with a strong fragrance and low sounds of prayer.

At noon, there was no one to deliver food. The palace doors were closed and no one was allowed to move around. Anyone who violated the rules would be killed without mercy.

Xiaomi took out the hidden rice and cooked a pot of vegetarian porridge. The three of them had a light meal with the leftover pastries and pickles from yesterday.

At night, there was the sound of chaotic footsteps, and soldiers emerged from nowhere and surrounded the small courtyard.

Dongyang Hou went to take a peek and came back and said it was Zuo Yingwei.


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