"Two possibilities." Nangong Heng spoke with a faint voice, "First, your father is not dead."

Ye Ling continued, "Second, the person who poisoned your father and destroyed the corpse."

Baili Su looked sad, grabbed the cold coffin with both hands, leaned against the stone wall, and slid down weakly, falling to the ground.

What Nangong Heng and Ye Ling said, if it was the former, he would not understand; if it was the latter, he would not accept it. Now he felt like a mess in his mind, which was complicated and difficult to solve, which made him feel a headache!

Nangong Heng sighed, sat down next to Baili Su, reached out to wrap his hand around Baili Su's shoulder, and patted it gently.

"Baili people... OK, today I won't call you Baili scumbag. Baili, I'm sorry." Nangong Heng didn't say much. Because he didn't understand the truth and could not speak nonsense, this would not help Baili Su. He could not empathize with Baili Su's mood.

Ye Ling frowned and walked to the entrance of the tomb.

She raised her head slightly, dark clouds covered the moon, and the night wind blew. She wrapped herself tightly in Nangong Heng's coat, closed her eyes, and felt that she was in the invisible darkness, as if someone was controlling a game of chess.

Baili Su now seems to be a key chess piece. And she and Nangong Heng may also be in the chess game, but they just don’t know...

After midnight, the imperial tomb became colder and colder, and Ye Ling couldn't help but sneeze.

Looking back, Nangong Heng stood up, closed the coffin board, and waved his palm to shoot it out. The coffin fell into the tomb again, and he picked up the shovel next to him and began to restore the cemetery to its original state.

Ye Lingleng decided to work together.

So Baili Su sat next to him, his head hanging in his knees, and was sad alone.

Nangong Heng and Ye Ling buried the empty coffin together.

In the end, fine beads of sweat emerged from Ye Ling's forehead and felt warm. She wanted to return the clothes to Nangong Heng, but Nangong Heng didn't want them.

The cemetery has been restored as before. Nangong Heng went to pull Baili Su, but he couldn't pull it up in two seconds.

Nangong Heng didn't say anything nonsense, leaned over and half-held him, and pulled Baili Su up! He threw it on his back, carried him on his back, called Ye Ling and left together.

Not long after leaving the imperial tomb, Nangong Heng stopped.

"Where to go?" Nangong Heng asked. The palace and the prince's mansion were in two directions.

"Take him back to the prince's mansion first." Ye Ling said. He must have made arrangements after leaving the palace. He will appear before dawn tomorrow, so there will be no problem.

The three of them returned to the Prince's Mansion. There was no light in the bamboo house, and there was a dark area.

Ye Ling went in, lit the lamp, and Nangong Heng placed Baili Su on the bamboo couch on the first floor.

Maybe it was because of his cold body, or maybe it was because of his cold heart, Baili Su closed his eyes, curled up in a ball, motionless, and did not speak.

Nangong Heng pulled the quilt next to him, turned it over, covered Baili Su, and then pulled Ye Ling to the second floor.

"well!"

The two sighed at the same time.

With eyes facing each other, Ye Ling felt helpless: "Now, is there the only clues about Su Tang about the suspicion that is related to Baili Su? Could the miracle doctor who came to my sister to detoxify Baili Su back then be the mysterious employer this time? Different methods but similar purposes are all about protecting Baili Su's life."

Nangong Heng sat down next to Ye Ling, held Ye Ling's slightly cool little hand, wrapped it up, and gently rubbed it: "It's not impossible."

"However, Su Tang is not only unstable, but also has a brain disease." Ye Ling shook her head, "I want to get the identity of a mysterious employer from him, but I don't have much hope. I can only wait for him to appear again and give it a try."

"If you hire Anle Tower and investigate Baili Fu's cause of death, will Su Tang take on this job?" Nangong Heng asked.

"What do you think?" Ye Ling asked back.

Nangong Heng shook his head: "A person with a brain disease may not do anything. He can only wait for him to appear next time and give it a try. And things we can't find out may not be able to find out Anle Tower."

The windows were open and the cold wind blew in.

Nangong Heng let go of Ye Ling, got up, closed the window and came back, glanced around and said, "Xiao Yezi, what should I do tonight? There is only one bed, and the only quilt is for Baili scum."

"What do you think of?" Ye Ling asked casually.

Nangong Heng smiled and said, "I will sleep with you in my arms, please be warm!"

"Get out!" Ye Ling said coldly.

"Really, I am a gentleman, I promise not to move you!" Nangong Heng raised his hand and sweared.

"Get out!" Ye Ling said that the man's mouth is a lie, she doesn't believe it!

"Xiao Yezi, you are questioning my character." Nangong Heng was a little "sad".

Ye Ling said calmly: "You hold me to sleep. If you can't control yourself in heat, then I will definitely cut you down. For the sake of harmonious coexistence between us and the safety of your life, it is necessary to keep a distance for the time being."

Nangong Heng could not refute and was speechless. Because he actually didn't know if he couldn't control the beauty in his arms. No, he felt that he would definitely not be able to control it. Now that he thought about it, he felt a little itchy...

"Ahem, why not fight?" Nangong Heng suggested.

"Forget it." Ye Ling shook her head and walked to the table to sit down, "Didn't you say you wanted to cut those two pieces of paper into a booklet? Now."

Ye Ling remembered yesterday that Nangong Heng had a severe loss of power after being poisoned, and he has not recovered yet. He decided not to fight with him recently. Let’s talk about it later.

When Nangong Heng heard this, he nodded and smiled: "Okay!"

The two of them sat together shoulder-to-shoulder, carefully cut the two large pieces of paper written into small papers of the same size and stacked them together.

Nangong Heng went downstairs to find the needle and thread. After he came back, he began to bind it awkwardly.

"Xiao Yezi, I originally wanted to steal my father's wine together, but I didn't expect to dig the tomb of his father's scumbag first." Nangong Heng said quietly while competing with the needle and thread in his hand.

Ye Ling sat aside, holding her face and thinking.

"Who will it be? Is Baili Fu not Baili Su's biological father, and his biological father is secretly protecting him? To be honest, their father and son look really different." Ye Ling said.

Nangong Heng's mouth twitched slightly: "Xiao Yezi, do you dare to ask Baili Su's mother?"

Ye Ling shook her head: "I dare not, this is too disrespectful to others."

Seeing Ye Ling yawning a little, Nangong Heng said, "Go to bed quickly and cover my clothes."

"Okay, I'm going to sleep, you can play by yourself." Ye Ling got up, lay on the bed where Nangong Heng slept last night, covered with Nangong Heng's clothes, closed his eyes, and fell asleep for a while.

Nangong Heng finished the booklet and was quite satisfied. He looked at Ye Ling's handwriting under the lamp, and closed the corners of his lips and stuffed it into his arms.

Sitting down beside the bed, watching Ye Ling hug her arms, Nangong Heng frowned slightly, closed the doors and windows, and went out quietly.

When Ye Ling woke up, it was bright and it felt warm. When she opened her eyes, she had a new quilt covered with her body.

Nangong Heng sat aside, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

"Little Yezi, are you awake?" Nangong Heng lowered his head and looked at Ye Ling's somewhat confused look. He felt so cute. He couldn't help but get started and pinched Ye Ling's little face.

"Where did the quilt come from?" Ye Ling brushed away Nangong Heng's hand.

"I took it from the Royal Palace House." Nangong Heng finished speaking and sneezes.

Ye Ling frowned: "Since you've gone, why don't you get one more?"

"Forgot." Nangong Heng looked innocent.

When the two went downstairs, they found that Baili Su was not here, so they must have returned to the palace by themselves.

"It's time for us to leave." Ye Ling said, "It's meaningless to stay here. Going back too late, the emperor will doubt me."

"Let's go tomorrow. I'll go see the scumbag tonight." Nangong Heng said.

So, what to do next day is a question.

It’s not that there is nothing to do, but that there are too many things in the booklet, and Nangong Heng wants to do it.

As a result, he did nothing in the end because Ye Ling's work and rest were irregular recently and he visited him in advance during his period and was so lazy that he didn't want to move.

"No wonder I always felt cold last night." Ye Ling sat on the bed wrapped in a quilt, Nangong Heng stood aside and frowned at her.

"Xiao Yezi, tell me what's going on?" Nangong Heng asked Ye Ling. He really doesn't understand women's affairs.

"Come on, sit here, I'll tell you." Ye Ling patted the bedside and decided to give Nangong Heng some physiological knowledge.

After hearing this, Nangong Heng frowned even more: "Xiao Yezi, are you very cold and painful now?"

"No, I think it's okay, I just don't want to move." Ye Ling shook her head, "I'm in good health."

"Then what can I do?" Nangong Heng asked seriously.

"I want to drink chicken soup." Ye Ling wrapped it tightly, leaving only a small face as big as a palm, exposed outside, blinking at Nangong Heng.

This is something Ye Ling herself didn't realize. She acted like a spoiled person to Nangong Heng.

Nangong Heng felt so soft-hearted that his cute little girl wanted to drink chicken soup? Immediately, make arrangements immediately!

"Xiao Yezi, wait, I'll go and prepare now." Nangong Heng finished speaking and disappeared.

Nangong Heng, who originally planned to catch wild pheasants, felt that it was not possible after leaving the prince’s mansion. This was a waste of time, so Ye Ling was waiting!

So, Nangong Heng turned his head and headed towards the palace.

Baili Su came back before dawn.

Recently, he was busy with government affairs. He went to the morning court and listened to the chattering of an old minister, and began to ask for the empress to accept a concubine.

Baili Su let them say that after they finished speaking, he said coldly: "I want to mourn my father for three years, and there is no need to discuss this matter!" After the words, he stepped back and left.

Except for Prime Minister Ming Zhongxin, who had known about it for a long time, the civil and military officials were stunned.

Baili Su didn't care about what kind of storm will arise next, and how many voices of opposition and advice will be heard. He is already the king of a country, and it is impossible for him to even be controlled by others in the matter of marrying a wife.

Baili Su's current bedroom is the palace where he lived in the palace when he was young. As soon as he came back, Nangong Heng appeared.
To be continued...