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 it.
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 he 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 the womb cannot be delayed. When will this case be tried?"
Emperor Yuancheng remembered that the Mu family had mentioned the clan meeting, and after a while, the date was set.
"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 objections?"
"The slaves thank the emperor for his grace, and there is no objection."
"Liu Liu!" Emperor Yuancheng got 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.
"This 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 inquire about the master's trace for you."
The man's low voice resounded above his head, and it was fleeting. Before Mu Xiyao could react, he 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. Is it still painful 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 I know that Mu Xiyao will have to deal with the catastrophe of life and death alone in two days, I can no longer hold back and sob.
"Why are you crying? Have you ever seen your master suffer? If you don't peel off the people behind the scenes this time, don't think about it."
Mammy Zhao was raising her head and hoping that His Highness would come back soon, when she heard the master speak fiercely and gritted her teeth. 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 the cool couch, sleeping soundly.
Seeing her frown, serene and elegant, Zong Zhenglin closed his eyes for a long time, and suddenly became discouraged. He walked over and stroked her hair that was scattered by the pillow, softly calling, "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 looked at the leak, leaned over and touched her lips lightly
"His Royal Highness." Mu Xiyao opened his eyes and fell into the deep phoenix eyes, peaceful and peaceful, peaceful and beautiful.
"The concubine has troubled His Highness."
This is the first time that Zong Zhenglin has 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 put his arms around his neck, laughing and teasing.
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 her, and he still asks solemnly, "This hall asks the emperor to send you to Jiangnan, how about you avoid it for a while?"
When he cleans up the gang of subordinate ministers in Shu, and then starts to uproot Anguo Gongfu, Mu Xiyao will obediently return to him.
The palace had asked for it just now, but Emperor Yuancheng refused. But so what? He has the means to steal the dragon and turn the phoenix...
What are you going to Jiangnan? 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 traitor, and there are so many dramas, how can I leave?"
Zong Zhenglin watched her smile Yan Yan, not joking, frowning silently.
"If Your Highness has the will, it would be best to send someone to represent the concubine Lushui and invite the master to return to the capital."
The old monk should keep his word, and it is not too much to repay one or two now.
Zong Zhenglin's phoenix eyes were instantly radiant, and it was not good to stare at Mu Xiyao.
"Jiaojiao really hides her secrets, so she can't bear it."
"His Royal Highness, it takes more than ten days to travel from the capital to Lushui, and far water can't save the near fire. But the icing on the cake. As for the supervisor, he is far behind when it comes to calculations." 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, are there any other omissions to check? The eight characters of the birth date are black and white, and they cannot be ignored."
"That Lord 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's not all lies. The Mu family's fate did collide with Concubine Liu, but it's not good for the clan... Who knows
"Keep your hands and feet clean. You can't get out of the Gan residence!"
"Sister, don't worry, the concubine has long been watched. But... the emperor turned over Concubine Shu's brand tonight."
"Just to appease. What are you afraid of?"
The imperial concubine clenched Ruyi in her hands, thinking of An Guo's public policy, she couldn't wait.