The eunuch is not the same as the four seasons

For the child, yes. "

Nan Ye stepped forward and pinched a corner of the curtain, making a gesture to open it.

The palace lady took the lead and said: "Director Nan, the imperial concubine has given orders, and no one will be seen."

Nanye's eyes widened. The slaves of Shoukang Palace, relying on the support of the imperial concubine, are defiant. Even the imperial master dares to...

He rolled up his sleeves and was about to curse again.

I don't want Aunt Luoying to lift the veil, revealing half of her face: "Slave pays respects to the imperial master."

She stepped out sideways, and the curtain fell back to the ground.

"My lord, don't blame me. Concubine Duan came to visit the imperial concubine early this morning. The two talked for a while, but the imperial concubine shouted that she was too tired and would rest."

Mu Surao always respects the old aunts and nanny in the palace more than ordinary servants, such as Luoying, who has been with her mother and concubine for more than [-] years, and loves her like a sister.

In this way, Mu Surao couldn't force his way in, thought for a while and said: "Then I will come to greet my mother and concubine some other day."

Aunt Luoying nodded and lowered her eyebrows: "Respectfully send off the imperial master."

The house finally returned to calm.

Luoying watched Mu Surao leave until her back disappeared outside the curtain, she felt relieved, helped her fluctuating heart, and told her left and right: "Take care, don't let anyone disturb the imperial concubine's rest."

The maids respectfully responded.

She returned to the Snappers.

Sitting on the embroidered pier in front of the couch, Duantai concubine looked at her with a smile: "You did a good job."

Luoying's legs went limp, her face was timid.

Concubine Duan seemed very satisfied with her performance, the old god straightened the wrap around her wrist, leaned over as if remembering something, and tucked in the quilt on the couch for "sleeping peacefully".

The armor stroked lightly on the side of his face.

"Don't worry, I will give her the antidote when everything is settled."

"Just let her sleep for a while."

variable

It is not a big deal to lose someone in the palace for no reason, but if it is a royal concubine, it is a big deal.

Hong Ling is not stupid, Duantai concubine used to use poison in her ancestors, and it just came in handy, and she exchanged the antidote for Rong Qing.

In fact, she doesn't need to show up in person to poison Duan Que, she just needs to bribe the people around her, but she just wants to have a quick fight with Duan Que.

In the past, when Rong Qing was around, he always stopped her.

Fortunately, things are going well until today, and she and Maitreya plan to leave the palace someday.

But don't be too hasty, at least calm down on the face.With Duanque in her hands, she doesn't need to be led by Duanying, but she doesn't have any advantage. At this stall, the competition is who will calm down first.

Wrote a letter, threatening every word, and handed it to Mi Le Ren to ask him to find someone to send to Beiyuan.

Back to the maid's office, I washed my face with a bucket of well water, and went back to the house to have a rest.As soon as he closed his eyes, someone knocked on the window suddenly.

Hong Ling was very vigilant, took out the dagger under the pillow, and asked, "Who!"

The person outside the window seemed to be impatient, and pushed the window open with a huff: "Sister-in-law, it's me."

Hong Ling's knife tip was about to pierce Xiang Jiu's chest, but Xiang Jiu avoided it.

Hong Ling was shocked, and reprimanded her: "You are as virtuous as your sister!"

Xiang Jiu didn't answer her words, and said anxiously: "Sister-in-law, Prince Long is gone."

Hong Ling smelled an unusual smell from it: "How did you know."

"Today's early court. The civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty have spread all over the country. Su Su urgently summoned the military ministers to discuss matters in the Hall of Mental Cultivation." She stayed in the Hall of Mental Cultivation all day, so she didn't know.

"You can find out where he went."

"...Beiyuan."

Hong Ling's body trembled, she was afraid that the partition wall had ears, so she jumped off the wooden kang, before she even had time to put on her shoes, she ran to the window and lowered her voice, "Is the news reliable?"

"Really, it was Jing Xi who served me who told me." Nanye served Mu Surao, the first to know about big and small things, and accidentally told Jing Xi that he had slipped the tongue, and Jing Xi casually told her.

Hong Ling is so confused that she can't see clearly the twists and turns in the court, but at least she understands one thing——Prince Long has torn face with Mu Surao on the bright side.

She had just taken a reassurance pill, and now her heart was beating violently again.

Once Prince Long arrives in Beiyuan, Duanying's arrogance will definitely be fueled, and Rong Qing's situation will be even more difficult.

"How long has he been away from Beijing?" Hong Ling asked.

"It was last night at the earliest."

There are many people in the capital, and walking at night is the safest way, so as not to attract attention.

Hong Ling clenched her fists tightly: "I'm going to set off right now and hurry back to Beiyuan."

Hong Ling took Maitreya Ren and hurriedly left the palace. At that time, in the dead of night, Xin Zheku's servants were transporting carts of excrement out of the palace along Dongtongzi Street.

The two of them just pretended to be Xin Zheku's court ladies and eunuchs, and walked out of the palace gate with the dung truck.

Before leaving, he did not forget to tell Concubine Duan to guard the broken bird, and he did not forget to remind Xiang Jiu to find out the secret decree as soon as possible.

Needless to say, Xiang Jiu really forgot about this, and he has been busy lately in a daze.

Feeling guilty in my heart, my brain restarted after many days of rest, rearranging all the relevant clues before.

Just after tidying up, the Hall of Mental Cultivation arrived.

Jing Xi waited for her at the door, and said: "The emperor's son is in a good mood today, and the master has become a punching bag again, so go in and persuade her."

When Xiangjiu heard the words, one hundred thousand people refused.

Mu Surao is angry, whoever goes will be unlucky.

At first thought, I felt that I was too heartless. Although Mu Surao had a bad temper, she was very kind to her, cared for her, and took care of her heart. As the king's male favourite, she should be the one at this critical moment. Put the intimate little padded jacket.

He waved his hand and said, "That's all, I'll go right away."

Jing Xida seemed to be weeping with joy, and led her into the Qinzheng Qinxian Palace.

Jiang Jiang walked to the door curtain, and there was a shrill scream from Nan Ye from inside.

Definitely got kicked again!

Xiangjiu turned around to leave, expressing her inner retreat with actions.

Jing Xi is Nan Ye's good apprentice, and has always regarded Nan Ye as his father. Seeing her backing down, he held her back when he was very guilty. , you can't ignore his life or death."

Then you don't care about my life or death?

Xiang Jiu said anxiously: "I officially announce that I will sever the father-son relationship with him."

Jing Xi: "..."

The two of you are right there, pulling and pulling, entangled endlessly,

Mu Surao's unhappiness is not only because of Prince Long, but also because of Xiang Jiu's failure in love.

Hearing rustling outside, three steps and two steps.When the curtain was lifted, Jing Xi hugged Xiang Jiu's thigh, desperately, but Xiang Jiu couldn't break free with all his might.

Mu Surao understood, her brows frowned even tighter.

Xiang Jiu raised his head, met her eyes, and immediately became as quiet as a chicken.

According to the previous agreement, Mu Surao couldn't grab Xiangjiu, hit her chest, or punch her chest. There was only one way to vent her anger—biting.

So she carried Xiang Jiu back to the bedroom, pressed it into the pillow, and bit her teeth marks all over her body.

Afterwards, Xiangjiu hugged the quilt in disheveled clothes, huddled in the corner of the bed, and scolded Mu Suluo for being inferior to a beast.

The tip of Mu Surao's tongue contentedly licked the slightly swollen lips, and the corners of his eyes were moist red.

He lay on his side, with his hands resting on half of his head, and only one corner of the quilt covered his waist.

She patted the mattress beside her: "Come back to sleep."

Xiangjiu raised her stubborn head: "I don't."

Mu Surao knew that Xiangjiu was soft and not hard, so he spoke softly.Coupled with the crying expression, no matter how I look at it, I feel pitiful: "I've been bored all day, and I just want you to hug me."

Xiangjiu immediately surrendered and hugged her into bed.

So it is reconciled.

Mu Surao stopped mentioning Xiangjiu's indifference this morning, found a comfortable position in her arms, and took the initiative to talk about how the old ministers were nagging and noisy, which made her ears hurt.

Then he looked sad again.

Xiang Jiu kissed her: "Don't worry too much, I'll be with you."

Then the topic changed and Mu Surao was informed about the departure of Hong Ling and Mai Le Ren.

It really made Mu Surao feel that her Forbidden City was a shabby place, she came whenever she wanted, and left whenever she wanted, without even saying hello.

Hmph, fortunately she still wants to visit this sister-in-law Hong Ling.

no need.

Sister-in-law is not worth it.

As an excellent pillow person, Xiangjiu naturally felt that something was wrong with her.

Explained: "My sister-in-law is worried about my elder sister, don't worry about her."

Mu Surao rubbed her forehead against her collarbone: "You haven't told me why they entered the palace yet."

Xiangjiu replied without changing his face: "For the secret decree."

If you want to contain Prince Long, you have to get this thing first.

Prince Long is treacherous, and his temperament is also uncertain, suddenly he openly challenged Mu Suluo and rushed to Beiyuan, there must be something wrong there.

Xiang Jiu couldn't figure it out, it must be a big change.

Mu Surao can clearly understand the situation, Rong Qing and Prince Long turned friends into enemies, the enemy of an enemy is a friend, and she is also half of the Rong family's daughter-in-law, so the family must of course be unanimous.

Thinking of this, he met Xiang Jiu frankly: "I am also looking for the secret order."

Xiang Jiu's big amber eyes lit up.

"Then we are grasshoppers on a rope."

Love plus revolutionary friendship, proper emotional sublimation!

Mu Surao: Don't use a grasshopper as a metaphor for me!

Mu Surao disliked Xiangjiu so much, she turned her back and sulked alone.

Xiangjiu was still immersed in the joy of their further relationship, and tickled her with her fingertips: "What clues do you have? Let's piece together the clues, maybe there will be new discoveries."

Mu Surao closed her eyes and listened.

Xiang Jiu said to himself: "Qiu Baishan and I... just Qiu Baishan in the respect room, this old man is quite mysterious, and he is an old man in the palace, and he served your father before, I guess he has something to do with the secret decree , no matter how bad it is, I know something inside."

Mu Surao opened his eyes, rested Xiangjiu's arm on his pillow, and said in a leisurely voice, "I also found his head."

Unanimously, they all suspect a person, who is very likely to be close to or at the center of the vortex.

Xiang Jiu snapped his fingers: "By the way, once when he was drunk, he mentioned another person to me, his senior brother."

For this reason, she specifically asked Concubine Duan, saying that she had never seen this person in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. She reckoned that Mu Surao knew better. He will be more familiar than Duantai Concubine.

Decrypt

Mu Surao became interested, sat cross-legged facing Xiangjiu, tapped Xiangjiu's nose and said, "The little thing is full of bad water, tell me honestly, what else have you found?"

Xiangjiu didn't accept this wrong, grabbed her mischievous hand, pinched her fingertips: "I only found his senior brother, oh, yes, there is also a strange symbol."

While talking, he skipped to the warm pavilion, and when he came back, he was carrying a piece of yellow cotton paper with crooked lines drawn on it, the ink was still wet, like lightning.

Mu Surao was familiar with it, and Li Henian had guessed that it was some kind of astrology.

"Where did you find it?" Mu Surao took the yellow cotton paper and looked at it with downcast eyes.

"In the eunuch temple in the outskirts, where Qiu Baishan's master retired, he hid this symbol under his bed."

"His master?" Mu Surao was stunned for a moment, "Du Wu?"

Xiangjiu said "um".

Mu Surao is no stranger to Du Wu, this man is regarded as an old eunuch among the old eunuchs, who has served her father and emperor for more than twenty years, doing his best and fulfilling his duties.

She was naughty when she was young, and Du Wu had slapped her palm on behalf of her father, and she was ruthless. She is narrow-minded, and she still remembers this account.

"I heard he was stupid?"

"Oh, don't mention it, you are crazy, you like to toss people."

Mu Surao held Xiang Jiu's face, teasingly said: "Did he torment you?"

Hearing this, Xiangjiu thought of the days when she was a slave who cooked, washed and made beds in the temple.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Mu Surao's mind, and he became thoughtful.

Du Wu, Qiu Baishan, and the senior brother who doesn't know the name seem to be unrelated, but they are all closely related to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

It's very strange.

She spread out the yellow cotton paper in her hand on the edge of the bed, rolled her eyes a few times, and suddenly slapped her hands.

The sound is crisp.

Xiangjiu was stupefied by her, swallowed, and asked nervously and expectantly: "Any new discoveries?"

Mu Surao's eyes flickered with a strange light: "Go quickly to the top of the bookcase in Xinuang Pavilion, and bring "Kaiyuan Zhanjing" and "Wuzhili"."

She doesn't understand astrology, and after Li Henian reminded her that the symbol was related to astrology, she found two books on a whim and studied them carefully.

Xiang Jiu ran out again.

When returning to the room, Mu Surao took out a square black lacquered box from the closet, inside was a piece of yellowed parchment, rolled into a roll, lying alone at the bottom of the box.

A roll of paper occupies a wooden box and is hidden in a secret place. It must be an incredible treasure.

Xiang Jiu trotted over, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and he was bound to see the baby for real.

Mu Surao pushed away the tea set and candles on the table, and carefully unfolded the parchment.

There are criss-cross lines on it, dense and orderly in chaos.

"This is..." Xiang Jiu obviously couldn't understand.

Mu Surao replied: "It's the architectural drawing of the Forbidden City. After ascending the throne, the emperors of all dynasties would expand the original palace city. This drawing shows the original appearance of the Forbidden City."

antique!What a baby!

Xiangjiu asked, "What are you doing with it?"

Mu Surao didn't answer, it wasn't because she was being tricky on purpose, but because she didn't know what to do, she simply buried her head in hard work, asked Xiang Jiu to help, and turned the parchment over.

"The Hall of Mental Cultivation has undergone three major repairs. In the year when the father came to the throne, the Ministry of Industry expanded the Hall of Mental Cultivation to shorten the distance from the central axis of the capital."

"This will definitely change the astrological correspondence of the entire Forbidden City."

Mu Surao was talking to herself, flipping through the book at hand page by page, very fast, as if she was looking for something.

Monk Xiang Jiuzhang Er couldn't figure it out, and gradually became sleepy, resting his chin on the edge of the table, let out a long yawn, closed his eyelids, and soon dreamed of Duke Zhou.

The candle flame burned to the lowest level, the wick flickered, and the flame suddenly went out.

Unknowingly, the sky turned fish-belly white, and the sun appeared a shallow line on the east mountain.

Mu Surao was still in high spirits: "I found it!"

She was very pleasantly surprised and shook Xiang Jiu's shoulders violently.

Xiang Jiu bounced up like an electric shock, and before she could ask, Mu Su Rao had already dragged her to see the results of the night.

After the parchment, she added a lot of new pen and ink, not words, but lines, some long and some short, connected and not connected, extending in different directions.

"Look at this." Mu Surao excitedly pointed at the east corner of the sheepskin scroll, and immediately turned it back to the front. The place she was pointing at corresponded to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"The connection of different stars will form different astrology. There are three appearances of the Hall of Mental Cultivation. I will combine the astrology corresponding to these three times, and it will be like a bolt of lightning."

Xiang Jiu applauded with admiration: It really is the talent of an emperor.

Such a complicated method can be deciphered by Mu Surao, should we praise her for being smart or cunning.

Xiang Jiu chose the former.

Mu Surao was elated when he heard it, and wanted to reward Xiangjiu with ten thousand taels of gold, but then he was worried that Xiangjiu's money would go bad, so he settled for the next best thing and rewarded him with a kiss.

Xiangjiu: "..."

Xiang Jiu returned to the topic, and boldly reasoned: "So the secret decree is somewhere in the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

Mu Surao agrees: "The dangerous place is the safest place." It is also the place that is least likely to attract attention.

As for the specific location... I am afraid that only the three masters and apprentices of Du Wu know.

"The top priority," Xiang Jiu said, "is to find out who Qiu Baishan's senior brother is."

After saying that, he stared at Mu Surao expectantly, asking her to think carefully, if she had any impression of this person.

This stumped Mu Surao.

She was only 14 years old when she ascended the throne and proclaimed herself emperor. Looking back a few years later, her memory is basically vague. In addition, there have always been many slaves in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, so she didn't deliberately remember anyone.

"Why don't you ask Qiu Baishan directly?" Mu Surao hangs on Xiangjiu's neck.

Xiangjiu: It's over!

Xiangjiu: "I'll wait until today if I can ask. He's on guard against me. He won't say anything even if he's drunk."

Mu Surao blinked and blinked, black feather-like eyelashes brushing Xiang Jiu's jawline: "Is it okay to go out? If threats and lures fail, then torture."

Xiang Jiu stared at her: "Qiu Baishan is stubborn, not to mention torture, even if you throw him into a frying pan, he will still grit his teeth and not utter a word."

Mu Surao pursed her lips, turning into a domineering emperor and pitiful: "Then what should I do?"

Xiang Jiu shook his numb arm from being used as a pillow last night: "Send someone to investigate first, there will always be some clues."

The dawn of hope is in front of her eyes, Mu Surao is happy and impatient, she has been fighting openly and secretly with Prince Long for ten years, hoping day and night, and finally the winner will be decided.

In order to prevent long nights and dreams, her purpose of action is to make quick decisions.

Xiangjiu squatted beside the smoker cage to roast chestnuts, the fiery red chrysanthemum charcoal reflected her tender face: "You are just shouting slogans in vain."

Almost half a month has passed, and there are no clues at all. There are still spies in the house, and her family will hang and beat them all for any secret work.

Mu Surao suppressed the urge to kick her: "The more you get nothing, the more suspicious this person is." It is very likely that someone will deliberately erase the traces.

She hooked her hands towards Xiangxiang nine times: "Darling, come here."

Xiang Jiu didn't take care of her imperial face: "I'm peeling chestnuts."

Mu Surao had no choice but to move away.

She squatted down next to Xiang Jiu, put her hands on her knees: "You have been Qiu Baishan's apprentice for quite a long time, have you ever discovered anything by accident?"

She still planned to attack Qiu Baishan.

Xiangjiu put the chestnuts into her mouth, licked her sweet teeth with the tip of her tongue, and said obediently: "Qiu Baishan likes Nanny Qiongyu."

Mu Surao: "!!!!"

"How about... Let's use a beauty trick and give Nanny Qiongyu to him as food."

Mu Surao's conscience still persisted, and she said resolutely: "No, absolutely not."

A benevolent person needs to be open and aboveboard.

If she really wanted to do this, she would be humiliating her ancestors.

Xiang Jiu despised her for dropping the ball at a critical moment: "It's just a beauty trick, and it's not really going to cause trouble."

Mu Surao wakes up like a dream, and immediately has a strange expression.She really couldn't imagine the scene of a young Nanny Qiongyu seducing the old eunuch.

On the contrary, Xiangjiu said with great interest: "There is one more thing..."

"You said."

"Nan Ye is Nanny Qiongyu's sweetheart."

Mu Surao: "!!!!"

Mu Surao's lips moved, and it took a long time before he said: "Nan Ye, this dog slave, eats what's in the bowl and thinks about what's in the pot, and he's already married two wives outside!"

Xiangjiu: Day!I actually have two godmothers! !

Brother

It takes a thousand days to keep an army, and a moment to use it.

The next day, Mu Surao summoned Nanny Gui into the Qinzheng Qinxian Palace, and had a long talk.

Nanny Gui was troubled, worried that she would not be able to complete this arduous task at her age.

However, Mu Surao insisted on this. As a slave, she couldn't refuse anymore. In a big way, if she refused too much, she would be accused of disobedience.

Therefore, I reluctantly agreed.

Nan Ye beat her chest and stomped her feet when she learned about this, saying "It's my incompetence to let the woman I love fall into the arms of others".

This was heard by Mu Surao passing by.

When he was called to the Nuan Pavilion, he was scolded directly.

"Do you have an opinion on my decision?"

Nan Ye shook his head crazily: "The imperial master is wise and mighty, both wise and brave."

Mu Surao was very satisfied with his flattery, and asked again: "Do you really like Nanny Qiongyu?"

Nan Ye, who was always glib, was silent for a moment, before solemnly saying: "Yes, this slave has been fond of Nanny Qiongyu for many years."

He is the chief eunuch serving in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and Qiongyu takes care of Mu Surao's sleep, food and daily life.

They were all close to the emperor, and he didn't dare to reveal his heart to Nanny Qiongyu, for fear of being criticized.

He was even more afraid that Longyan would be furious when Mu Surao found out, and kept burying this feeling in his heart.

After all, there is a kind of love called letting go.

But no matter how much I put it, I can't put it in Qiu Baishan's arms!

Mu Surao's eyes changed when he saw him, showing contempt, and said in his heart: Then you are still married to two wives!

Scumbag!

If Xiangjiu dared to be flirtatious, she would definitely chop her into pieces and throw them into the frying pan for three times.

Xiang Jiu sneezed three times in a row. She looked at the smoking cage at her feet and muttered, "The fire is so hot, why is it suddenly cold?"

Putting down the picture book in his hand, he told Jing Xi to close the window.

Jing Xi was about to leave, but just as he lifted his foot, Mu Surao came back with folded arms, looking very unfriendly.

This is... which bluster has offended the emperor's master.

Unavoidably getting angry, he lowered his head and beat him a thousand times, rushed to close the window, and left with a group of servants.

Xiangjiu alone bears the emperor's wrath.

Xiangjiu: "..."

Xiang Jiu raised his eyebrows, facing Shang Mu Su Rao's eyes full of resentment, he forced a smile and asked, "Who are you angry with?"

"Follow you!" Mu Surao sat on her lap, wrapped her neck around her neck, raised her brows high, and said condescendingly, "Tell me, during the five years since we parted, there was someone who hooked up with someone behind my back."

Xiangjiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I'm wronged, I promise to protect you like a jade."

Then he said again: "Someone speak ill of me in front of you?"

Mu Surao held back her mouth and lightly stroked the back of Xiangjiu's neck with her fingertips. The light hair there was as delicate as velvet, which made her feel much better.

"Forget it, I'm making trouble for no reason."

Xiangjiu was shocked, he heard it right, the domineering emperor has always admitted his mistakes in his life.

"What kind of eyes do you have!" Mu Surao's eyes darkened.

Xiang Jiu quickly denied it, and changed the topic to "beauty tricks".

Mu Surao was too lazy to argue with her, winked playfully and said, "Just wait and see."

For Nanny Qiongyu, Mu Surao is 1 rest assured. She has served her for many years, has a stable temper, and handles affairs properly. Even if she "seduces" someone for the first time, her performance is remarkable.

For example, now, without a teacher, people set off for the eunuch's office with a jar of good wine.

It is said that this wine was brewed by her father, buried under a big tree in the backyard of her house, and prepared to be dug up and shared with guests on her wedding day.

It's a pity that the heaven is not good, and things don't go as expected, her father drove west early, and the house was sold, so she dug out this jar of wine and put it under the bed, it has never been opened.

Today is very special.

Going through fire and water for the emperor's master is considered a glorious family lintel, a glorious day for the ancestors, and it is a happy day, so I just don't do it and drink it all the time.

Xiangjiu didn't know the story, she sat in the warm sedan chair with Mu Surao, opened the curtain of the sedan chair from time to time, and cast admiring gazes at Nanny Qiongyu who was alone in front of her.

"Look, people are self-taught, pouring wine into people is convenient for telling the truth after drinking!" It is also convenient for drunken sex.

Mother Qiongyu made a great sacrifice.

Mu Surao threw up the cloak, gave her a soft slap on her waist, like scratching an itch, and said angrily, "Virtue."

It was always the first time for Sister Qiongyu, she was a little nervous, she turned around and looked at the bright yellow sedan chair parked at the corner, took a deep breath on the spot, and entered through the door.

At this time, the sun had just set, and the night was not yet deep.

Most of the eunuchs who are not on duty today have gone out of the palace to have fun, and those who stayed behind were all buried in dirty clothes, and there was a lot of saponin water all over the place.

Suddenly seeing a woman, even an old woman, is enough to make them excited.

"Sister Qiongyu, why are you here?"

The nanny in the Palace of Mental Cultivation is the most powerful nanny in the palace, and everyone knows it.

Aunt Qiongyu said, "I'll come and see Lao Qiu."

When everyone heard this, there were rippling smirks on their faces, and they made a long sound in unison.

Oh--

Mother Qiongyu couldn't help them teasing, and she sternly reprimanded everyone: "Go! Go to work!"

When Qiu Baishan was carrying heavy objects in the respect room a few days ago, he twisted his waist, and he has been recuperating in the eunuch's house recently.

He had a headache lying on the kang, and was helped by a young eunuch to an armchair by the window to rest for a while.

Hearing the movement, he pushed open the window and looked in, his cloudy old eyes immediately burst into light.

"Yu'er!"

Aunt Qiongyu trembled three times on the spot: "Old Qiu."

Love is like a panacea, Qiu Bai no longer hurts his legs, he drags Nanny Qiongyu into the house, and drives the little eunuch out by the way.

Aunt Qiongyu is not proficient in business, so she is a bit reluctant to let go.

On the embroidered pier, with knees together, the wine was placed on the lap, and after thinking about it, it was placed on the Eight Immortals table.

In order to resolve the embarrassment in the atmosphere, he casually mentioned the origin of this jar of wine.

After hearing this, Qiu Baishan was moved to tears. He entertained him with wedding wine, so he must have feelings for him.

Someone outside the door was calling: "Nurse Qiongyu."

It sounds like Jing Xi.

Qiongyu opened the door and saw him mentioning a food box: "You ordered the imperial dining room to cook and eat."

Sister Qiongyu was stunned!Why does Jing Xi still have a part in it?

Jing Xi lowered his voice as much as possible and said: "The meaning of the emperor's son."

Aunt Qiongyu bit the bullet and took it, and went back to the house to share it with Qiu Baishan.

"It's not a hard dish, just a few stir-fried dishes. Don't hold it against you, Lao Qiu." She opened the food box and put the dishes on the table one by one.

"You came to see me, I'm too happy to be happy, how can I dislike it." Qiu Baishan helped me while being polite.

The two sat face to face, holding a bowl and drinking.

Aunt Qiongyu was a girl, and she didn't hold a lot of alcohol, so she only took a sip.

In order to show his strength, Qiu Baishan drank a lot of cattle.

If he was willing to drink, Nanny Qiongyu saved a lot of trouble and hurriedly filled it up for him.

Xiang Jiu, who was eavesdropping outside the window, was worried: "I forgot to ask, is the wine strong? Can it make people drunk?"

Mu Surao pressed her palm against her heart: "Don't worry, I will make arrangements for you."

Jing Xi, who was on the side, leaned into Xiang Jiu's ear: "The imperial master put veritaserum in the food."

Xiangjiu: Sure enough, treacherous.

She heard this stuff from her sister-in-law, and it varies from person to person, and it often has little effect when encountering strong-willed and wary people.

Mu Surao saw her worries, and proudly said: "Love and wine can confuse people's hearts the most."

Let these two things act as trailblazers.

Finally, use Veritaserum to ensure nothing goes wrong.

Xiang Jiu twitched the corner of his mouth: "You are really experienced."

Mu Surao reminded her: "The emperor's scheme!"

Whose emperor is playing all the dirty tricks.Xiang Jiu cursed.

What she thought in her heart could not escape Mu Surao's discerning eyes, he showed his bright white teeth and tried to bite her.

Xiang Jiu pushed her face away, and hid behind while smiling.

Jing Xi, admiring their flirting: "..."

Nanny Qiongyu slowly relaxed, and started chatting with Qiu Baishan, talking about interesting childhood stories, where they lived at home, and why they entered the palace for an hour.

Then he asked Qiu Baishan: "Old Qiu, what about you?"

Qiu Baishan was drunk, babbled twice, and told his own story, starting from childhood just like her.

Aunt Qiongyu would say a few words from time to time.

When he heard about entering the palace as an apprentice, he put up 12 points of energy, for fear of missing a word.

When encountering something touching, she still had to shed two tears: "Old Qiu, it's really not easy for you."

Qiu Baishan sandwiched a peanut: "Hey, it's easy for anyone to walk around in the world."

Mother Qiongyu answered, "Yes, you continue."

Qiu Baishan drank the wine too quickly, and said a little dizzily, "Where did I just say that?"

"...Speaking of your entering the palace as an apprentice...you, your senior brother, and your master, the three of you depend on each other for life." Aunt Qiongyu's heart beat like a drum.

"...Did I mention my senior brother?"

of course not.

Mother Qiongyu was strong and calm: "Yes, Lao Qiu, you must have drunk too much, stop drinking."

How can a hero be knocked down by two bowls of wine in front of his beloved woman.

Qiu Baishan waved his hand: "I'm not drunk."

He raised his head and poured another big bowl, and the wine dripped down his chin to wet a large part of his clothes.

Then he slapped the table fiercely: "My senior brother is the best person in the whole world to me, and he keeps all the delicious food and fun that the master rewards for me."

"When I made a mistake, I even punished me... I can also make clothes, and I make new jackets for me every year."

"If it weren't for him, I would have died long ago. We are not brothers, but we are better than brothers!"

The three people outside the window took out a small notebook in their hearts, and took notes frantically.

beekeeping

According to the clues provided by Qiu Baishan uttering the truth after drinking, this senior brother is still alive and has never returned home.

Mu Surao and Xiang Jiu's ears were already pressed to the window, but they haven't seen anything for a long time.

When she was so anxious, Mother Qiongyu came out to look for the two of them: "My lord, I'm drunk."

Mu Surao hated being tantalized the most, so she ordered Jing Xi to turn Qiu Baishan to the Criminal Justice Department, torture him severely, and be sure to ask where his senior brother was.

Xiangjiu pleads with Mu Surao on the grounds that Qiu Baishan is old.

Mu Surao couldn't help sneering.Thinking about falling in love and marrying a daughter-in-law all day long, is this called old age?It is only when you are old and strong.

Xiangjiu saw that it was impossible to be soft, so she had to change her strategy to be tough, and with a straight face, said in a blunt tone: "No!"

Mu Surao has never been able to stand Xiang Jiujiu, so the sourness in her heart rises to the tip of her nose, and she wants to cry.

"If you don't allow it, you don't allow it. What's the matter?" She trembled at the end of her voice, and stomped her feet.

Aunt Qiongyu and Jing Xi couldn't help but want to kneel: Is Miss Xiang's family status so high! ! ! !

After Mu Surao's grievances, she was only angry, and worked so hard to plan, even used veritaserum, but all previous efforts were wasted because of Xiangjiu's kindness and soft hands.

angry!

Rong Qing also often blamed Xiang Jiu for being too indecisive, Xiang Jiu knew that he was wrong, so he compensated Mu Su Rao for a night's gift, and Mu Su Rao didn't even raise his eyelids.

He only said one sentence: "You are fierce to me because of a bad old man, you must not love me anymore!"

Xiang Jiuxin praised her as a logical genius.

Love can dazzle people's minds. On the second day, Mu Emperor Su Rao, who had lost his love, turned a blind eye to Xiang Jiu, and re-examined the ins and outs of the whole matter with calm and rational thinking.

Invited Nanye to ask: "Is there any eunuch who has checked the various palaces?"

Nan Ye replied: "If you want to return to the emperor's son, I have searched for it, even the Beisan Temple and the eunuch temple in the suburbs."

He is several years younger than Qiu Baishan. In recent years, he has become a rival in love because of Nanny Qiongyu.

I remember that when he first entered the palace, he was only a child in his early ten years old, he was cute and lucky, he won the favor of Mu Surao's biological mother, Leng Changzai, and went to Jingyang Palace to serve him.

At that time, Qiu Baishan was already in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Leng Changzai was not favored, he seldom went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to serve the late emperor, and he rarely met Qiu Baishan, they didn't talk much, they didn't even count as nodding acquaintances, and they didn't remember much about his senior brother clear.

Mu Surao looked sleepy, resting her forehead in thought.

Xiang Jiu brought some snacks at the right time: "Susu, take a break."

Nan Ye didn't want to disturb their deep love, so she quietly left, but just as she turned around, she was stopped again by Mu Su Rao.

Mu Surao seemed to be thinking of something, his eyes were bright, he pushed Xiang Jiu who was in the way, and bypassed the book case: "Apart from the Forbidden City and the palace, can we check other places?"

Du Wu and Qiu Baishan devoted their entire lives to the late emperor and guarded the secret decree, so the character of "senior brother" will definitely not be inferior to them.

He must be in a seemingly hidden place that is closely related to the Forbidden City.

Nan Ye paused for ten fingers: "Beekeeping is in the way!!"

The clan's mansion imprisoned the clan's children, and the beekeepers kept the most important criminals in prison.

A prince from the previous dynasty was imprisoned here for ten years due to political struggles.

It is damp, old, and dirty, and everyone avoids it, but it happens to exist, and everyone knows it.

Looking at the capital, is there a better hiding place than it?

Nan Ye bent down and said anxiously: "The slave will go and investigate now."

"No need." Mu Surao called to stop him, "I will go in person."

The so-called going in person is actually using Xiangjiu as the labor force and main force.

Mu Surao took her out of the palace at night, together with Nan Ye and Jing Xi, the four masters and servants drove to a three-way intersection in a carriage and got off.

The night is dark, there is a faint mist in the sky, and the wet bluestone road reflects the cold white moonlight

Nan Ye held a white gauze lantern and led the way ahead.

The three people behind him followed him step by step, turned out of the alley, facing a vermilion gate, the golden door nails were covered with mottled by the severe wind and rain.

Nan Ye stepped forward, about to knock on the door knocker, but Mu Surao stopped him, and looked at Xiang Jiu under his suspicious eyes: "Let's not be noticed by anyone, and try not to attract anyone's attention."

Nan Ye nodded in time, and added that the emperor's master was right.

Xiangjiu said nothing, waiting for Mu Surao's question.

Mu Surao leaned forward, whispered in his ear, "You are good at lightness, take us over the wall."

Before putting this matter aside, Xiangjiu must think it over carefully, after all, Nanye's indescribable weight is likely to sway her waist.

But from one moment to another, Mu Surao was still fighting with her, so she naturally