When Xiao Zimu left Yaohua Palace, he originally wanted to go to the emperor to talk about Zheng Zhongguang, but Concubine Lian advised him to put the matter aside for two days and wait until Princess Yirou was buried to discuss everything.
Xiao Zimu obeyed her wishes. After all, the mother-in-law must know her father better than herself.
He wrote a letter back to Yongning Palace, telling Xia Chu that Zhu'er was Li Fei, and also mentioned in the letter that the previous discussion about petitioning the emperor to demote Zheng Zhongguang would be delayed for a few days until Princess Yirou was buried. Reconsideration.
When Xia Chu received Xiao Zimu's letter again, he was watching Xiao Mubai drinking medicine in the study room of Prince Mo's Mansion. Xiao Mubai glanced at it inadvertently, and after drinking the medicine, he said lightly: "Seventh brother's birthday today." The correspondence is quite active.”
Xia Chu finished reading the letter and handed it to him smoothly: "It is indeed Li Fei's person. Everything is pointing to her now."
Xiao Mubai burned the letter after reading it: "Since the incident involving Princess Yirou has become a problem, Chen Rongrong will have to put it aside for the time being. General Zhao has kept silent about the matter at the Mausoleum Gate, and all our clues have been cut off."
Xia Chu sighed. They seemed to know a lot of things, but in fact most of them were just speculations. However, there was no evidence to support these speculations.
Xiao Mubai looked at the papers that were burned to ashes and suddenly said: "Actually, there is one person we didn't ask."
"Eh?" Xia Chu's mind turned and his eyes lit up: "Du Hanfei!"
Because of their different positions, and because Du Hanfei was knocked into the dust by them, they naturally never thought about what they could ask him.
Xiao Mubai stood up and pinched her face: "However, don't have high expectations. Let's go and bluff him. It's natural that we won't be able to find out. If we can get something out, then it will be a surprise. "
Xia Chu couldn't wait to pull him out before he finished speaking.
Now that they have lost all clues, they are treating a dead horse as a living horse.
Du Hanfei was imprisoned in the death row of Dali Temple. When they passed by, they caught up with Hu Yingmao's shift. Xiao Mubai recognized that the official sedan belonged to Hu Yingmao, and rode a Tianghong to stop him in front.
Hu Yingmao's attendant Ji Yong had never seen Xiao Mubai and Xia Chu, so naturally he didn't know who they were, so he yelled at them: "Bold, do you know where this is? Do you know whose sedan you are blocking? I don't want to If you're in jail, get out of here."
Han Sa followed them on horseback and chased them all the way. When he arrived, he heard Ji Yong talking nonsense without knowing whether to live or die. He patted the horse's back lightly with his palm, and he had already used the force to fly out. The next moment, the sword It has been unsheathed and placed on Ji Yong's neck.
"Well, look, Han Sa has made a lot of progress after following Raven for a few days." Xia Chu tilted his head in Xiao Mubai's direction, with a somewhat proud look and tone on his face.
Xiao Mubai was originally frowning, staring in front of him with calm and cold eyes. After hearing his words, he looked towards him and saw that he tilted his head, the pear dimples appeared on his face, and his look of begging for praise was particularly cute, so he He nodded in approval, glanced at the bruises on Han Sa's face, and said with a hint of disgust: "He just looks a little shabby."
After hearing this, Han Sa's back, which was originally as straight as a pine tree, stiffened, and the hand holding the sword trembled. He was so frightened that Ji Yong, who had been so arrogant and shouting just now, glanced at the unstable sword. Blade, with a bitter look on his face, shouted into the sedan: "Master Hu, come out quickly and help..."
"What's going on? Why are you shouting for help at the gate of Dali Temple..." Hu Yingmao's tone was extremely displeased. He opened the curtain and scolded him. When others came out of the sedan, he couldn't finish his words. He knelt down with a plop.
"His Royal Highness King Mo, why are you here?" Although Hu Yingmao didn't know Xia Chu, he naturally knew Xiao Mubai, who was in the limelight before leaving the capital and was favored by the saints.
When Ji Yong saw Hu Yingmao kneeling down, he was stunned on the spot. Then he heard him call out: "His Royal Highness King Mo."
Ji Yong's legs were extremely weak, but he still couldn't kneel down. Hansha's knife was still on his neck. He could only apologize with a trembling voice: "My subordinate was ignorant and rushed at the prince." , Your Highness King Mo, forgive me, forgive me..."
Hu Yingmao didn't dare to raise his head and still knelt there: "Your Majesty, the people around me are blind and ignorant. Please see if you can be more lenient."
Xia Chu chuckled: "Oh, there is still some friendship."
Hu Yingmao heard a joke in his ears, and argued that the voice must be young, but the tone of the words was not young, not to mention it was in front of His Highness King Mo. He didn't know who it was, so he simply shut up and said nothing.
Xiao Mubai gave Han Sa a wink, and Han Sa sheathed his sword and moved freely.
Ji Yong's legs went weak and he knelt down, kowtowing and thanking him: "More, Your Highness King Mo, more."
Xiao Mubai got off his horse, walked to Hu Yingmao's prostrate body and helped him up: "Master Hu is so dedicated and conscientious, why did he just take down his duties so late?"
Hu Yingmao was so flattered that he didn't dare to put his hand on Xiao Mubai's hand. He stood up and said with a flattering smile: "No, today the emperor asked Eunuch Li to deliver the body of Princess Yirou. I want to take good care of it for fear of something going wrong." , and that’s how we got it now.”
Xiao Mubai nodded, and Xia Chu dismounted and walked over.
"His Royal Highness King Mo is coming to Dali Temple at this time. Could it be that he is here to see Princess Yirou?" Hu Yingmao asked speculatively.
Xiao Mubai shook his head: "I came to see Du Hanfei."
Hu Yingmao's face was startled, and he was sensible enough not to ask any more questions. He just smiled and said, "Then I will show you the way."
Xiao Mubai was not polite and turned towards the gate of Dali Temple. Hu Yingmao took a few steps to catch up and lead the way. As Xia Chu walked, he asked, "Has anyone come to see Du Hanfei?"
Hu Yingmao glanced at Xia Chu and knew from his voice that he was the young man who had just teased him and had some affection for him. He saw that he had a beautiful face, an outstanding temperament, and luxurious clothes, but with such an appearance, he could not recognize him. Who could not help but look at Xiao Mubai, and asked with a hint of asking for instructions: "Who is this?"
"Young Master Xiahou Mansion." Xiao Mubai's voice was still cold, but there was an imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth.
"It turns out to be the young Marquis. No wonder he has an unparalleled appearance and has been famous for a long time." Hu Yingmao was half flattering, half sincere greeting.
Xia Chu snorted: "Famous? It's the name of my illness, right? Who in the whole country doesn't know that I am a sick person."
"There is nothing." Although Hu Yingmao said this, he couldn't help but moved a little farther away from him, and then replied: "Master Min sent people to deliver a lot of things, but you see, no one came to see it. .”
Xia Chu secretly held back a laugh when she saw him looking terrified and wishing he was eight feet away from her. After hearing his reply, his face became serious, and he raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Have you really seen no one here?"
(End of chapter)