My heart was stabbed unexpectedly - he is accompanying Yao Yingxue?

But I gritted my teeth and quickly swallowed the pain caused by this sting. Yao Yingxue is now pregnant with Liujia, and that is his flesh and blood. This is of course the time when Lang's love for his concubine is the most lingering. He

Of course I should be accompanying her.

Maybe it was because I looked a little pale, so the officer asked: "Miss Qing, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay..." I said calmly, but the attendant was very polite and said: "If you have something important to do, please go to Luomei Zhai to report to His Highness."

"No need, big brother, if His Highness the Third Prince returns to the dormitory, please give me a message."

The Chang Sui nodded and was about to agree when his eyes suddenly fell behind me and he immediately said: "Your Highness?"

As soon as I heard this, I turned around quickly and saw Pei Yuanhao and Yao Yingxue walking together from the long corridor behind me. Both of them seemed to have just stood up and looked springy, but when he saw me

, his face darkened.

"This servant pays homage to His Highness and Madam."

"Why, you came back from Prince Yun's Mansion?" He said coldly: "I almost thought that my Shangyang Palace was your place to stay, while Prince Yun's Mansion and Chengqian Hall were the places you should go."

I bit my lower lip: "I don't dare."

He gave me a cold look and said, "Come here with me, I have something to tell you."

"Yes."

I nodded in agreement, and he turned to Yao Yingxue and said in a softer voice: "Didn't you say you want to make some supplements for me? When you're done, bring them directly to the dormitory and use them with me."<

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Yao Yingxue had been looking at me in a trance. At this time, she seemed to have come back to her senses. She immediately smiled and said: "Okay, I'll go now." After saying that, she turned around and left.

I watched Yao Yingxue's back slowly walk away, and then I followed Pei Yuanhao into his dormitory. Although he hadn't returned all night, the place was still warm and fragrant. As soon as he walked in, it gave people a feeling of spring.

, he walked into the inner room and took off his clothes, and I walked over, took them, and hung them up on the shelf.

When I turned around, I saw him looking at him blankly, and suddenly smiled: "What, have you figured it out?"

"..."

I really figured it out.

These days, I have experienced so many changes, mixed with sorrow and joy, that I have almost forgotten myself. However, the words of Yang Jinqiao and Huang Tianba still reminded me that I should stick to the path I originally wanted to take.

Don’t sink, and don’t sink too deep.

His path and my path are ultimately different, and the judgments of right and wrong are bound to be different as well.

"I have figured it out. Your Highness is right to do this."

An expression of joy or something flashed across Pei Yuanhao's face. Just as he was about to walk towards me, I continued, "Your Highness, Mr. Huang asked this slave to bring a few words to His Highness."

His steps stopped and his face stiffened.

After a while, he calmed down his emotions and said in a low voice: "You say."

I told me everything Huang Tianba told me last night about Pei Yuanchen taking over the army, but Pei Yuanhao didn't seem surprised. He listened quietly to what I said, pondering without speaking.

After a while, he asked: "What else did he say?"

"Master Huang also said -" I paused this time, but I had to say it, so I finally spoke: "Master Huang also asked Qingying to send a message. He noticed that there might be some outsiders in Shangyang Palace.

If His Highness can find out this person, he should be removed as soon as possible."

When Pei Yuanhao heard this, the expression on his face became playful.

He walked slowly in front of me, looked down at me, and raised the corner of his mouth with a teasing smile: "There is someone in Shangyang Palace, do you know who this person is?"

"...I don't know, this slave."

"Aren't you very smart? Why don't you guess?"

"This slave can't guess."

Pei Yuanhao squinted his eyes, slowly walked up to me and looked down at me, with a half-smile expression on his face. Seeing me lowering my head to avoid his gaze, he simply grabbed my chin and forced me

I looked up at him: "Are you unable to guess, or do you dare not say?"

At this moment, Yang Yunhui's voice sounded outside: "Third brother!"

Pei Yuanhao frowned slightly, seeming a little impatient, but still let me go.

"Come in."

Yang Yunhui immediately opened the door and came in. He was not too surprised to see me. He just nodded, walked to Pei Yuanhao and said, "We have found out, and those people are here now -"

"Did it fall into the hands of King Yun?"

Yang Yunhui was stunned: "Third brother, how did you——"

Pei Yuanhao chuckled lightly and glanced at me: "Sure enough, the news coming from Prince Yun's Mansion is much faster."

"Oh?" Yang Yunhui raised his eyebrows, looked at me again, and understood immediately, but he smiled again and said: "But King Yun has never led an army, and these people will not be of much use in his hands.

,unless——"

The two of them looked at each other without saying anything, but I already understood.

Unless Chang Qing is leading the army.

In other words, the people commanding this group of people must be Pei Yuanchen and Chang Qing. Otherwise, this group of people will either disperse or be in chaos. If this is the case, the protection of the nine gates of the capital will require two people. Then we need to find Yuxi again.

I'm afraid Queen Yin doesn't have enough manpower.

Pei Yuanhao slowly sat down and said, "Now, it's time to find Yuxi."

Yang Yunhui's brows frowned: "But, based on that poem, how do you know where the jade seal is placed?"

Pei Yuanhao did not speak, but turned to look at me and said, "Qingying, what do you think?"

"Slave——"

"Don't let me hear you say 'I don't know anything' again. If you really don't know anything, then I will consider keeping you here and training you properly."

"..." I glanced at him, and then at Yang Yunhui next to him, who was half-smiling but not smiling. I swallowed my saliva and could only say: "I just know that this poem was written by the ancients about osmanthus, and I heard it

It is said that Queen Yin hates osmanthus. I wonder if there is any connection between the two."

Pei Yuanhao sneered and said: "What she hates is not the osmanthus, but a person related to the osmanthus."

"Who?"

"First Queen."

As soon as these three words were mentioned, the atmosphere in the room seemed to become solemn, and even Yang Yunhui, who had been sitting aside, changed his expression.

It has been five years since I entered the palace, but almost no one has ever mentioned the word "Xianhuang". This woman who once dominated the Sixth Palace and was the mother of the world seems to have become a symbol of the Celestial Dynasty and the Imperial City many years after her death.

Taboo.

And I only occasionally heard some old ladies in the palace mentioning the past and the late queen when they were drunk. It was said that she was very favored by the emperor, almost to the point of exclusive favor. Other people in the palace

Apart from Pei Yuanhao's mother, the imperial concubine, there are only a few concubines who can be favored by the emperor.

When I was going in and out of the cold palace, I would hear the people inside scolding me secretly. If the empress had not died young and the imperial concubine had believed in Buddhism, the position of empress would never have been passed to the woman named Yin.

Yang Yunhui said: "I seem to have heard that the late queen liked osmanthus very much. Even the palace she lived in was called Gui Palace, and it was full of osmanthus."

"Gui Palace?" I murmured and frowned: "There is no such palace in the palace?"

"Of course not." Pei Yuanhao said lightly: "At the beginning, it was all burned up."

"What?"

This time Yang Yunhui and I couldn't hold back. We were so surprised that we almost screamed - "Burn?" The Queen's residence was actually burned down by a fire. What about the Queen?

As if he knew our doubts, Pei Yuanhao took a sip of tea from the tea bowl and said, "The late Queen died in that fire."

I was stunned and speechless for a long time.

The former Queen's residence was burned down, and the First Queen actually died in the fire?

How is this possible? Not to mention the dignity of the queen, how many maids and eunuchs guarded her before and after. It is impossible for the palace servants to tolerate such a thing. The majestic queen of the Celestial Dynasty actually died in the fire, and it was her own.

Fire in the residence!

Could this be the reason why her name and deeds are never mentioned?

I was still wondering in my heart, but Yang Yunhui had already said: "Then, the one under the sky, isn't it the original Guigong?"

"That place has already been leveled."

"What is that place?"

Pei Yuanhao looked up at me, with a smile in his eyes, and said, "Qingying, do you know where it is?"

I shook my head and did not dare to say "I don't know," I only said: "This is the first time I heard about the late queen today, and it is even more impossible for me to know where that poem refers to."
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Pei Yuanhao smiled and said: "Except for the ingredients in the imperial dining room, osmanthus or anything related to osmanthus is not allowed to appear anywhere else in the palace, except for one place."

"Where?"

"Yonghe Palace."

"Yonghe Palace?" I was shocked. Isn't that the place where the emperor currently lives? Are there anything related to osmanthus there?

When he said this, the scene when I was in Yonghe Palace suddenly appeared in my mind. It seemed that it was indeed the case. When I heard the poem "One day under the frost", I did feel a very familiar feeling.

, I seem to have seen it somewhere, especially when——I lifted the curtain.

That’s right!

I suddenly remembered that outside the curtain, that is, where I had been standing against the wall that night, and when the emperor pointed at me and asked me to stay up for him at night, I took a step back and touched the wall.

The scroll, that painting, is a picture of sweet-scented osmanthus!

No wonder I felt that when I lifted the curtain, that poem was the most familiar to me, because although I didn’t deliberately look at it, the picture of osmanthus came into my eyes unintentionally!

"Your Highness, are you talking about the painting hanging in Yonghe Palace?"
Chapter completed!