The Beloved Imperial Consort

Concubine Shu stared blankly at Mu Xiyao who was being lifted up, with a complicated expression. This girl is smart, so she can't see that this is a trap that has been set long ago. But he still gambled with his life and insisted on fighting to the death. But how do you complain about fate? It's already illusory, and it all depends on Si Tianjian's deduction. Now that the verdict has been confirmed, who can refute it?

"Your Majesty, I have heard that the Great Wei's destiny is the master, and it must be the abbot of Anguo Temple." Mu Xiyao didn't back down after getting up, but murmured for a while, and said something surprising again.

"The abbot of Anguo Temple went out for a tour two years ago and has not returned yet." Emperor Yuan Cheng also thought about asking the master to calculate it himself, but he had no choice but to find out if he had no fixed place. If you want to find someone, you must send out secret agents. Now that the war is about to start, the spies have already taken their orders and left Beijing to run business.

Of course Mu Xiyao knew that the abbot was not in Shengjing, if the master was still there, these people would not dare to make a move.

It's easy to get away with being framed, but there is no room for doubt about fate. If you want to overturn the case, you must turn over it cleanly and beautifully. Today, she was about to be pointed at her nose and scolded as a funeral star. She couldn't bear this humiliation no matter what.

"The master has not returned, and the slaves did not force it." Unexpectedly, Emperor Yuan Cheng unexpectedly, Mu family let it go lightly and did not mention it.

The queen mother also thought that Mu Xiyao's last support was the abbot of Anguo Temple. But I don't think she didn't ask for a delay, it was very straightforward.

"Emperor, Concubine Liu is now in a coma, and the fetus in her womb cannot be delayed. When will this case start trial?"

Emperor Yuan Cheng remembered Mu's mention of the clan meeting, and after a little calculation, the date was fixed.

"Two days later, at Sishi, the Jiahe Palace will hold a clan meeting, and the case will be submitted to the Ministry of Punishment for review. The Taishi Bureau is in charge, and the Qintian Supervisor is co-supervising. Mu Shi, do you have any objections?"

"The servant girl thanked the emperor for his kindness, and there is no objection."

"Sixth!" Emperor Yuan Cheng got up and greeted Zong Zhenglin to accompany him.

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

"The hall will be back soon."

Mu Xiyao watched him leave with a smile, and when she turned around, she met Shang Zong Zhengming's secretive eyes.

Zong Zhengming looked at her, as if seeing the woman who slammed the horse again. It was such a woman who dared to say in front of the Empress Dowager, "I ask you to be removed from your name and have a glass of poisonous wine".

Passing by her side when leaving, Zong Zhengming walked a little slowly. "There are still two days left, and this hall will find out the master's trace for you."

The man's deep voice resounded above his head, it was fleeting, and before Mu Xiyao could react, he had already walked away.

The group of women following Zong Zhengming looked surprised. Then I remembered how lenient His Highness was to Concubine Mu Shu, and realized it instantly. The man really loves the house and the black, and even the concubine and sister take care of him a little bit. Only one person never raised his eyes from the beginning to the end, but his heart was as clear as a mirror. Sure enough, my heart still hurts for her?

Mu Xiyao was safely sent back to the Sixth Prince's Mansion by Concubine Shu's people. As soon as she entered, Mo Lan Huilan's eyes turned red.

"Master..." After following Mu Xiyao for more than ten years, the relationship between master and servant has long been deeply rooted. Now knowing that Mu Xiyao will have to deal with a life-and-death disaster alone in two days, she can no longer hold back and weeps.

"Why are you crying? Have you ever seen your master suffer a loss? If you don't peel off the people behind the scenes this time, don't think about letting things go."

Mother Zhao was eagerly hoping that His Highness would come back soon, when she heard her master's fierce words, she gritted her teeth. The crying of the two orchids stopped abruptly, looking at Mu Xiyao foolishly and frightened.

Does the master also know that a disaster is imminent, so he is confused? It's too late to get away now, who still wants to find someone to seek revenge?

Danruo Garden was strangely quiet, the servants got the news, no matter how much they dared to make noise, they were all frowning, and those who were far away from the main house were afraid of being angered by the side concubine. Zhao Momo and other able-bodied attendants were dumbfounded and watched Mu Xiyao sleep peacefully, looking at each other in blank dismay.

Zong Zhenglin returned to Danruo Garden in the freezing cold, but saw Mu Xiyao lying on the couch, sleeping soundly.

Seeing that she was full of eyebrows, calm and elegant, Zong Zhenglin closed his eyes for a long time, and was suddenly discouraged. Walking over to caress her hair scattered on the pillow, calling softly, "Xi Yao."

Mu Xiyao was disturbed from her dream, she rubbed her head, and found a comfortable position to continue to sleep soundly. As a result, he missed the rare expression of his true feelings by His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince.

Zong Zhenglin sat on the head of the bed, staring at her quietly like this, it was evening when he sat.

The woman in the main hall today is hard to find in the whole world with a magnificent bearing. This is the Mu Xiyao that he has only seen once, in those beautiful eyes that are as proud and flexible as the sky, it is this kind of her that lives.

This woman is usually full of sharpness, but only when she needs it, she is unambiguous and full of grandeur.

"Jiaojiao." Zong Zhenglin looked at her, and leaned over to touch her lips lightly.

"Your 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 heard Mu Xiyao's coy apology. Touching the top of her hair, she spoke in a deep voice.

"Jiaojiao is threatening her life just to ask the emperor to thoroughly investigate the case?" Let alone Concubine Liu, Zong Zhenglin wouldn't even blink an eye even if hundreds or eighty women died in the harem.

"Your Highness, there is no need to worry. The evil of concubine will definitely stay for a long, long time." Mu Xiyao put her arms around his neck, teasing with a smile.

The baby is not born enough, the long-cherished wish of the previous life has not been fulfilled, and even if she dies, she will not be able to escape.

Zong Zhenglin was not as good-tempered as her, and still asked solemnly, "I beg the emperor to send you to Jiangnan, how about avoiding it for a while?"

When he cleans up the gang of rebellious ministers in Shuzhong, and then starts to uproot the Anguo Duke's mansion, then Mu Xiyao will obediently return to him.

Just now the palace has asked for it, but Emperor Yuan Cheng refused. But so what? He has plenty of means to steal the dragon and turn the phoenix...

What are you going to Jiangnan? The slut hasn't cleaned up yet, so I won't leave after being beaten to death! She, Mu Xiyao, has never thought of "running away in fear of crime" in her two lifetimes!

"Your Highness, the concubine is still waiting to deal with the traitors. There is so much fun going on, how can I leave?"

Seeing her laughing at Yan Yan, Zong Zhenglin frowned and remained silent.

"If Your Highness is interested, it would be best to send someone to replace my concubine, Lu Shui, and invite the master to return to Beijing."

The old monk should keep his word, and it is not too much to repay one or two now.

Zongzheng Lin's phoenix eyes were radiant for an instant, and it was not a good expression to stare at Mu Xiyao.

"Jiaojiao is really hiding her secrets, she is holding back tightly."

"Your Highness, from the capital to Lushui, it takes more than ten days to go back and forth. The distant water cannot save the nearby fire. But the icing on the cake. As for the supervisor, he is far behind when it comes to calculations." Mu Xiyao chuckled.

It was day and night, the commanders of the guards of the Sixth Prince's Mansion and the leaders of the secret guards came out together, and galloped towards the bank of Lushui Lake in Chongzhou.

The imperial palace, Yuye Palace.

"Master Namu gambled with her life today and begged the emperor to file a case for a thorough investigation. Could it be that there are some omissions in this plan that can make her turn around?"

"Sister, is there any omission to check? The date of birth is in black and white, and it cannot be blamed."

"Is it true that Mr. Gan is as the rumors say, no one in Sitianjian can compare with him in numerology?"

"Yes. That person has real abilities, and it's not all lies. Mu's fate is indeed against Concubine Liu, but it's not good for the clan... Who knows? It's half-truth and half-false, and it's hard to tell the truth from the false."

"Keep your hands and feet clean. No one can get away from the entire Gan family!"

"Sister, don't worry, the concubine has long been watched. But... the emperor flipped Concubine Shu's sign tonight."

"It's just comfort. What are you afraid of?"

The imperial concubine squeezed Ruyi tightly in her hand, thinking of the way Duke An would respond, she couldn't wait.