princess regent lifted from her grave

Chief Nangong took advantage of the man's deep sleep to rub the contents of the notebook, and then left quietly.

After he returned to Phoenix Village, he studied in secret. Chief Nangong acted extremely cautiously, and even Madam Pillow didn't know about it.

At this time, the Nangong clan leader in the inn was pacing back and forth. While waiting impatiently, his personal guard Nangong Mu hurriedly came to report:

"Clan leader, Master Wei's carriage has returned home."

The Nangong clan leader was delighted when he heard this and asked hurriedly:

"Is Ying'er okay?"

"Clan leader, my subordinates did not see the young lady in the carriage. They came back first to report the news to the clan leader."

"Okay, follow me to the Wei Mansion quickly."

As soon as Clan Chief Nangong took a step, he seemed to have thought of something, then turned his eyes and asked in a deep voice:

"By the way, have you found a woman who looks similar to the head's wife?"

"Not yet, my subordinates are already trying their best to search. There are many mansions in the Holy Capital City and there are countless maids. It will take some effort to find them."

Chief Nangong nodded slightly:

"Ying'er saw her twice, both times in the Heyi Tower. She sent someone to secretly watch the maids coming in and out of the Heyi Tower. If she was found, don't be alarmed. Find out which mansion she is in first, and then talk about other things. ; Also, take the lead in searching from the mansion near Heyi Tower."

"Clan Chief Hui, this is how my subordinates arranged it. I originally tried to find out something from the shopkeeper of Heyilou. However, the shopkeeper excused himself by saying that there were too many diners every day, and there were countless maids and servants who came to get food. , and he doesn’t know who we are looking for.”

Chief Nangong had no doubts and agreed:

"Perhaps the shopkeeper is not lying. There are countless diners in Heyilou every day. How could the shopkeeper pay attention to an unknown maid? It seems that the mansion where the maid is located does not have a prominent position in the Holy Capital City. .”

Nangong Mu believed that what the patriarch said was true. If he had a prominent position, how could the shopkeeper not remember the identity of the maid? As the saying goes, don’t look at the face of the monk, but also look at the face of the Buddha!

"Keep looking!"

After the Nangong Clan Chief finished his instructions, he left. The first priority was to go to the Wei Mansion to ask Ying'er if he succeeded.

Palace side hall

Mu Fengyan sent people to escort her grandparents, father and mother back to her home. Her grandparents were old and they were so frightened tonight, so Mu Fengyan asked them to go back home early to rest. Especially her two younger brothers, who were already tired. Incessantly.

After Mr. Shangguan and his party left, there were only King Xiu, King Chen, King Yi and their cousin in the side hall, as well as Yun Xiwan and Xia Qianling.

As for King Beiling, Mu Fengyan asked him to go back to Yuelan Palace to accompany Nan Baolu and her son, and more importantly, asked him to go back and explain to Xu'er.

Mu Fengyan couldn't help laughing at King Beiling's previous behavior. There were many ways to leave the palace banquet, but he chose the most direct one. It seemed that King Beiling was very serious, otherwise Xu'er would not be so aggrieved.

Now Xu'er is three years old and has her own little temper. Moreover, Xu'er is so smart. If King Beiling doesn't coax Xu'er well, be careful that Xu'er will no longer pay attention to him as his father.

Mu Fengyan's guess was correct. Xu'er was a brat and had already made a note of his father's efforts to twist him. He planned to complain to his grandmother when he went back. He also planned to never listen to his father's words and wear those red clothes again. Clothes! In short, the status that King Beiling had finally established in his son's heart had long since fallen to the bottom.

At this time, King Xiu, who was sitting on one side, said with a little regret:

"I never wanted to let these traitors ruin my interest in this annual fireworks show. If I want to watch it again, I have to wait until next year's New Year's Eve."

Yun Xiwan, who was sitting next to King Xiu, his eyes lit up when he heard this, and he turned around and said:

"I can show King Xiu to admire that beautiful firework painting."

While she was watching out for the traitors, she was admiring the fireworks, for no other reason than because the fireworks were so beautiful, and it was her first time to see them.

King Xiu turned around and looked into Yun Xiwan's shining eyes. There was expectation, nervousness for fear of rejection, and a hint of caution.

King Xiu smiled warmly and responded: "Okay."

Yun Xiwan's eyes suddenly seemed to bloom like fireworks, extremely bright, and her beautiful little face was filled with joy.

At this time, a clear voice said: "Prince Chen, I also want to draw fireworks for you to enjoy."

King Chen followed the sound and looked confused, but still said with a smile:

"Thank you very much for Miss Tang's kindness. I have enjoyed all the fireworks tonight."

Tang Yuxi was instantly disappointed. She was rejected...

Mu Fengyan, who was sitting in a high position, raised her eyebrows. Tang Yuxi's admiration was too obvious, but from the current point of view, Luo Hua was deliberately ruthless.

Tang Yuxi is an ignorant and naive little girl. Perhaps she was too well protected by her mother. She expresses her joys and sorrows freely and is extremely frank. If she does not find a husband who loves her to protect her in her life, otherwise she will probably be eaten in the back house. Not even the scum is left.

Dongfang Xuan, who was sitting next to Xia Qianling, whispered: "Qianling, I will show you the beautiful fireworks painting."

Xia Qianling was stunned for a moment, then declined:

"Thank you for your kindness, but I appreciate it all."

After Xia Qianling finished speaking, she withdrew her eyes, leaving Dongfang Xuan alone with a disappointed look on his face.

Ye Lijue and Mu Fengyan took in the expressions of several people. Ye Lijue glanced at his former friend with a slight look of disgust. He couldn't even win over a girl these days. He was really useless.

Dongfang Xuan happened to see the emperor's look. After more than ten years of friendship, he understood the meaning of the emperor's eyes very well, but he was filled with bitterness. Miss Xia was cold-hearted, as if she could not hold back the warmth, and he was also worried.

A few people chatted for a while,

Ye Lijue hugged Mu Fengyan and left the side hall, and the others also dispersed.

On the way back to Fengyi Palace, Mu Fengyan asked:

"Ah Jue, what's wrong with Nangong Ying?"

"Yan'er, she has been brought back to the Wei Mansion by Master Wei. The imperial doctor told Mrs. Wei to let her go back to prepare for the funeral."

Mu Fengyan looked surprised and asked doubtfully: "Preparing for the funeral?"

"Well, the imperial doctor said she was acting like this because of a sudden hidden illness."

"Then is there anything unusual about her tonight?"

Ye Lijue reached out and gently tightened Yan'er's cloak. Seeing that Yan'er was tightly wrapped, she spoke softly:

"According to the guard's report, when the traitors took action, Nangong Ying told the guard that she was going to King Xiu's side to protect the Eighth Emperor Brother. The guard saw that she was powerless and refused to agree, so he scolded her. She went back, but she still refused to give up and kept trying to get closer to the Eight Emperors. Her unusual behavior naturally attracted the attention of the guards. Later, the guards saw her picking up a piece of tea and hiding behind Mrs. Wei. , and no longer asked to protect King Xiu, and then passed out."