The irascible and mad concubine whose soul traveled through ancient times has room

The two of them were on their way back home when Ah Qi knocked on the car window.

"Princess, there is something going on"

With that said, Ah Qi took off the earplugs from his ears and handed them to Wen Ning. Wen Ning curiously took the earplugs and put them into his ears.

Sure enough, Mo Zhihan's voice came out

"Uncle, are you sure?"

"What else? Are you still waiting for him to get rid of you? We have to strike first."

A middle-aged man's voice came. Mo Zhihan called the man uncle. It was not difficult for Wen Ning to guess the man's identity.

This so-called uncle should be Concubine Ming’s brother Meng Guogong

Mo Zhihan seemed a little hesitant. After all, this was no small matter.

"Uncle, the emperor's strength is far beyond our expectations. We are not completely sure, so we'd better not act rashly."

When Meng Guogong heard this, he snorted coldly.

"If you don't move now, when will you wait? While the eldest prince is not in the capital, this is your chance to show off.

If you can get rid of Mo Chenyuan, your father will definitely look down upon you. That idiot, the eldest prince, is nothing to be afraid of.

But as long as the regent is around, Da Qi will not be able to establish a prince. Don’t worry, my uncle will definitely help you get rid of the regent this time."

Mo Zhihan was very hesitant because he felt that it was not the right time yet, but he could not withstand Meng Guogong's insistence, so he had no choice but to say

"My uncle feels that now is not the right time. We haven't fully understood the emperor's abilities yet.

If my uncle insists on doing this, then he can act on his own. If something happens, he will not be able to interfere with this palace."

When Meng Guogong heard that Mo Zhihan meant that he should bear the responsibility himself, he immediately felt unhappy. He was obviously planning for Mo Zhihan. It was Mo Zhihan who won and gained, but he had to bear everything alone when he lost.

"How can Zhihan say that? Who is uncle doing all this for? We are all grasshoppers on the same rope. We are all prosperous and we are all harmed.

How could you use your uncle as a scapegoat and push him to the forefront? "

Mo Zhihan was still sitting upright, with no expression on his face.

"Uncle, I have already said that the time has not come yet, and we do not fully understand the emperor's trump card.

It's too risky to act now, but my uncle insists on doing this, so this is the only way."

In the end, the helpless Duke Meng had to give up the idea of ​​dealing with the regent, but he was unwilling to give up.

He also discussed some tricks with Mo Zhihan to trip up Mo Chenyuan. Mo Zhihan didn't object to this.

How can you find out the other party's true identity if you are indifferent?

Then the two of them chatted for a while, about trivial matters, and then they left.

When Wen Ning heard that there was no new news, he returned the earbuds to Ah Qi and asked Ah Qi to continue monitoring and report on the schedule every day.

After returning to the Regent's Palace, Mo Chenyuan had to attend to other official duties. Wen Ning, who was bored, lay on the table and thought about the loopholes in Chun'er's words.

Chun'er made it clear that Concubine Yangui was already unwell when she was pregnant with Chenyuan.

This shows that Concubine Yangui was poisoned before she was born in Chenyuan.

Wen Ning thought of something and said to Ah Qi

"Ah Qi, do you know what kind of poison Mo Chenyan died of?"

Ah Qi scratched his head and replied sheepishly

"Princess, this subordinate is two years younger than the prince. At that time, the subordinate was still young and had not yet followed the prince. It's not like that."

Wen Ning was a little disappointed. Ah Qi seemed to have thought of something and said again

"If the princess wants to know, she might as well ask Uncle Wang. Uncle Wang has been taking care of the prince since he was born."

Wen Ning was overjoyed and immediately said to Ah Qi

"Ah Qi, go and call Uncle Wang. I have something to ask him."

"Yes, Princess"

After a while, Ah Qi hurried over with the housekeeper.

"I've seen the princess, but I don't know the princess. What's the matter with this old slave?"

Wen Ning smiled and politely said to the housekeeper

"Uncle Wang, how many years have you followed the prince?"

When the housekeeper heard Wen Ning ask this, he became happy.

After laughing twice, he answered proudly

"Hey, Princess, when I was still like the prince, I followed the prince."

As he said that, the housekeeper stretched out his hands to compare the length. Back then, Mo Chenyuan was still a baby and the housekeeper was still a guard, so he and Aunt Lin took care of Mo Chenyuan personally.

And Lin Dongdong is Mo Chenyuan’s nanny.

Sure enough, when he heard about Dao Lin, Wang Qi's inner anger level reached its peak.

"Huh, Mrs. Lin is crawling inside and out. If it weren't for him, the prince wouldn't have been poisoned."

Wen Ning did not interrupt the butler's talk. It was only after the butler vented all his anger that Wen Ning asked

"Since you have been following the prince for so long, I guess Uncle Wang also knows a thing or two about the affairs of the former sixth prince, Mo Chenyan."

After hearing Wen Ning's question about this matter, the butler put away his embarrassment of venting his frustration in front of the princess, his expression gradually darkened, and he sighed.

"Hey, this Sixth Highness is also a poor man. He was poisoned on his wedding night. To this day, he has not found out who poisoned him."

Upon hearing this, Wen Ning continued to ask

"Wedding night? How did you get poisoned?"

The housekeeper thought for a moment and shook his head.

"This old slave doesn't know. Speaking of which, if the princess wants to know, she can ask the personal maid of His Highness the Sixth Prince."

Wen Ning became interested, sat up straight, and asked quickly

"Is the Sixth Prince's personal maid still there?"

The housekeeper nodded and said with regret.

"After the passing of His Highness Six, the people around His Highness were sold and sold.

Exiled to exile, killed to death, but Baozhu, the personal maid of His Highness the Sixth Prince, is now assigned to do hard work in Yeting.

As for whether he is still there now, I don’t know.”

Wen Ning thought for a while and sent the butler away.

Wen Ning was eager to know the truth of the matter, so he had no intention of delaying any longer. He took Ah Qi and went directly to the palace.

When the guard at the gate saw Wen Ning, he did not dare to stop him. He bowed and let him go.

So Wen Ning was led by Ah Qi to find Ye Ting smoothly. He ignored the mothers’ pleas and flattery, and Wen Ning got straight to the point.

"Find the orb"

After a while, a woman who looked like she was about fifty years old and wearing coarse cloth palace clothes was brought to Wen Ning by the steward.

"This slave has met the Princess Regent."

Under the urging of steward Dongdong, Baozhu bowed respectfully.

Wen Ning asked

"Are you Baozhu? Baozhu, the personal maid of the Sixth Highness?"

As soon as he heard this, Bao Zhu felt sad and his weather-beaten face twitched.

"That's right, slave"

Wen Ning was a little in disbelief. According to the housekeeper, Baozhu should be only about forty, but the old woman in front of him looked almost fifty.

Seemingly sensing Wen Ning's doubts, Baozhu explained.

"The slave does the most strenuous work in Yeting. It's exposed to wind and sun, so she looks older than her peers. It surprised the princess. Don't blame the princess."