The Beloved Imperial Consort - Chapter 94

[94. Chapter 94 Calm]

Concubine Shu stared blankly at Mu Xiyao, who was being lifted up, with a complicated expression. This girl is smart, how can you not see that this is a trap that has been set a long time ago. But he still gambled with his life and had to fight to the death. But the matter of fate, how to make grievances? It was originally illusory, and it all depended on Si Tianjian’s deduction. Now that the prisoner has come to a conclusion, who can refute it?

“Your Majesty, the slaves heard that the great Wei ordered the top leader, and the abbot of Anguo Temple is none other than the abbot of Anguo Temple.” After getting up, Mu Xiyao did not step back, but pondered for a while, and once again said amazingly.

“The abbot of Anguo Temple went out to travel two years ago and has not returned yet.” Emperor Yuan Cheng also thought about asking the master to make calculations in person, but he was helpless and had no fixed place to live, and there was no way to find out. If you want to find someone, you must dispatch secret spies. Now that the war is about to start, the secret agents have already taken their orders and left the Beijing Office.

Of course, Mu Xiyao knew that the abbot was not in Shengjing. If the master was still there, these people would not dare to do so.

It’s easy to get rid of the crime to be trapped by the human body, but there is no room for doubt about the fate. If you want to overturn the case, you have to turn it over cleanly and beautifully. Today, she was about to be scolded by someone pointing her nose at Sorrow. She couldn’t bear this humiliation.

“The master has not returned, and the slaves will not force it.” To the surprise of Emperor Yuancheng, Mrs. Mu actually let it go, so I didn’t mention it.

The queen mother also thought that Mu Xiyao’s last recourse was the abbot of Anguo Temple. But I don’t think she didn’t ask for a delay, but she was very simple.

“Emperor, Concubine Liu is in a coma now, and the fetus in her womb cannot be delayed. When will this case be tried?”

Emperor Yuancheng remembered Mu’s mention of the clan meeting, and after a little summarizing, he set a date.

“Two days later, the Jiahe Palace will hold a clan meeting, and the case will be handed over to the Ministry of Punishment for review. The Taishi Bureau is in charge, and the Qintian Superintendent is working together to supervise. Clan Mu, do you have any objection?

” ”

Liu Liu!” Emperor Yuan Cheng stood up and greeted Zong Zhenglin to accompany him.

Zong Zhenglin’s face was as dark as ink, looking into Mu Xiyao’s calm eyes, he only had time to leave a few words.

“The main hall will be back soon.”

Mu Xiyao smiled as he watched him leave, and when she turned around, she met Shang Zong Zhengming’s secretive eyes.

Zong Zhengming looked at her, as if he saw the woman who slashed the horse again. It was such a woman who dared to say, “Please remove yourself from the name, and have a glass of wine” in front of the Empress Dowager.

Passing by her side when leaving, Zong Zhengming walked slightly. “There are still two days, and this hall will search for the master’s trace for you.” The

man’s low voice sounded above his head, and it was fleeting. Before Mu Xiyao could react, the person had already left.

The group of women who followed Zong Zhengming looked surprised. Later, when he remembered how lenient Concubine Mu Shu was, His Highness suddenly realized. The man really loved Wu Jiwu, and even his concubine and sister-in-law looked after him a little. Only one person never raised his eyes from beginning to end, but his heart was as transparent as a mirror. Sure enough, it still hurts for her?

Mu Xiyao was sent back to the Sixth Prince’s Mansion by Concubine Shu, and as soon as she entered the door, Mo Lan Huilan’s eyes were red.

“Master…” After being with Mu Xiyao for more than ten years, the master-servant relationship has long since been deep-seated. Now that she learned that Mu Xiyao had to deal with the catastrophe of life and death alone in two days, she couldn’t hold back any longer and sobbed softly.

“Why are you crying? Have you ever seen your master suffer? If you don’t strip the people behind the scenes this time, don’t think about it.”

Mama Zhao was raising her head and hoping that His Highness would hurry back, and she gnashed her teeth when she heard the master speak fiercely. The crying of the two orchids stopped abruptly, and they looked at Mu Xiyao in shock.

Does the master also know that disaster is imminent, so his mind is confused? It’s too late to get out now, who still cares about finding someone to seek revenge?

The Danruo Garden was eerily quiet, and when the servants got the news, they dared to make a noise, they were all frowning, and they were far away from the owner’s house, for fear of being angered by the side concubine. Mammy Zhao and other attendants who could talk, were dumbfounded and guarded Mu Xiyao to sleep peacefully, looking at each other in dismay.

Zong Zhenglin returned to Danruo Garden in a cold body, but saw Mu Xiyao lying on a cool couch, sleeping soundly.

Seeing her frown, serene and elegant, Zong Zhenglin closed his eyes for a long time, and suddenly became discouraged. She walked over and stroked her hair that was scattered by the pillow, and called softly, “Xiyao.”

Mu Xiyao was disturbed by someone, rubbed her head, and found a comfortable position to continue sleeping soundly. As a result, he missed the rare revelation of the Sixth Highness’s true feelings.

Zong Zhenglin leaned on the head of the bed and stared at her quietly, and it was evening when he sat.

The woman in the hall today is so graceful and graceful that it is hard to find in the world. This was the Mu Xiyao he had only seen once, and in those proud and pliable eyes like the sky, there lived such a woman.

This woman is always sharp, but she is unequivocal and full of eloquence only when she needs it.

“Jiaojiao.” Zong Zhenglin took a look and leaned over to touch her lips lightly,

“His Royal Highness.” Mu Xiyao opened her eyes and fell into the deep phoenix eyes, peaceful and peaceful, peaceful and beautiful.

“The concubine has troubled His Highness.”

This was the first time that Zong Zhenglin had heard Mu Xiyao squirm and apologize. Touching the top of her hair, she spoke in a deep voice.

“Jiaojiao put her life on the line, just to ask the emperor to investigate the case thoroughly?” Not to mention one Concubine Liu, even if more than 180 women died in the harem, Zong Zhenglin wouldn’t even blink.

“No need to worry, Your Highness, the scourge of concubine will definitely stay for a long time.” Mu Xiyao hugged his neck and laughed and teased.

The baby didn’t give birth enough, the predecessor’s long-cherished wish was not fulfilled, and he couldn’t run away even if he died.

Zong Zhenglin is not as good-hearted as she is, and he still asks dignifiedly, “This hall asks the emperor to send you to Jiangnan, how about you avoid it for a while?” After

he has cleaned up the gang of rebels in Shu, he will start to uproot the Anguo Gongfu. , then Mu Xiyao will obediently return to him.

The palace had asked for it just now, but Emperor Yuancheng refused. But so what? He has some means to steal the dragon and turn the phoenix…

What Jiangnan to go to? The slut hasn’t cleaned up yet, so he won’t leave! She, Mu Xiyao, never thought of “blaming and absconding” in her entire life!

“His Royal Highness, the concubine is still waiting to clean up the traitorous nephew. There are so many dramas, how can you leave?”

“If Your Highness is determined, it would be best to send someone on behalf of the concubine Lushui, and ask the master to return to the capital.” The

old monk should keep his word.

Zong Zhenglin’s phoenix eyes were instantly radiant, and it was not good to stare at Mu Xiyao.

“Jiaojiao is really hidden, and she can’t bear it.”

“His Royal Highness, from the capital to Lushui, it takes more than ten days to go back and forth, and the distant water cannot save the near fire. But the icing on the cake. As for the lord of the prison, when it comes to calculus, he is poor. It’s far.” Mu Xiyao chuckled softly.

It was day and night, and the commander of the guards of the Sixth Prince’s Mansion and the leaders of the secret guards came out in unison, and ran off to the shore of Lushui Lake in Chongzhou.

Imperial Palace, Yuye Palace.

“Namu’s bet with her life today, and asked the emperor to file a case for a thorough investigation. Is there any omission in this plan that can make her turn over?”

“Sister, what other omissions can be investigated? “Yes .”

“That Mr. Gan is really as rumored, that no one in Sitianjian can compare with him in numerology?”

“Of course. That person has real skills, and it is not all lies. Mu’s fate indeed collided with Concubine Liu. , but it’s not good for the clan… Who knows? Half-truths, half-truths, can’t tell the difference.”

“Keep your hands and feet clean. You can’t get away from Gan’s house!”

“Sister, don’t worry, the concubine has long been taken care of. But…the emperor turned over Concubine Shu’s brand tonight.”

“It’s just to appease. What are you afraid of?” The

imperial concubine squeezed Ruyi in her hands, thinking of An Guo’s public policy, she couldn’t wait.

[End of This Chapter]