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Lan Ning knew about this three days later. She joked with Perfect Xiaoliu, "Actually, Furou's move was quite smart."

Perfect Xiaoliu: "What do you mean?"

Although he is a super intelligent system, he has long been guiding the host to complete tasks according to assignments. This time, he was asked to think actively, and he was a little uncomfortable.

He was gradually unable to see through how things would develop in the future, nor could he see through Lan Ning's thoughts.

"Furou grew up beside Empress Wanjing. How could she give up the mother-daughter relationship of more than 20 years just because I caused a disturbance in Penglai Palace?" Lan Ning leaned on the chaise longue, her beautiful gemstone eyes full of calculations, "Besides, there is no evidence for many things, and Furou will not admit it."

Lan Ning sighed. "A princess who has been carefully trained for many years, and an ugly and incompetent princess, the empress knows which is more important. As long as Furou pretends to be crazy and plays the emotional card, she will become the imperial concubine in no time."

Apparently Furou had also noticed it, which was why she approached Xuanheng many times about taking care of the sick.

After listening to the analysis, Perfect Xiaoliu also realized that this situation was not favorable to Lan Ning, "Then...what should we do next?"

Lan Ning: "Recover from injuries, study, and conquer Xuan Heng."

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Regent's Palace.

"Your Highness, can't the princess see me today?" Xuan Mo, as the main person in charge of the case of the murder of the royal heir, has been in and out of the palace many times during this period. Every time he asked to see Lan Ning, Xuan Heng refused on the grounds that the princess was recuperating from her injuries.

At the morning court today, the empress who was still ill also sent someone to ask him. Xuan Mo only said that she was still investigating. In fact, he was tired of the regent's excuses. After the court, he followed Xuan Heng to the palace and was determined to see Lan Ning.

"What the Right Minister wants to know, I have already told you. Why bother the princess again?" Xuan Heng looked at Xuan Mo, who was dressed in a pure white official robe. He did not want Lan Ning to see too many men, especially in this world where there are more monks than meat.

"The regent cannot take the place of the princess in what she has been through." Xuan Mo's usually gentle tone became serious for a rare moment. "Please don't continue to stop me from investigating, otherwise... I will have no choice but to ask His Majesty for an imperial decree to take the princess away."

Threaten him?

Xuan Heng's eyes became increasingly fierce as he looked at Xuan Mo, his vertical golden pupils were chilling. He had been threatened countless times in his life, and he had killed all those people. If Xuan Mo was not still useful, he would never let him leave the Regent's Palace today.

Xuan Mo, who was standing opposite him, showed no fear at all. His light brown eyes stared straight at him, and he had an aura that was on par with Xuan Heng. "Prince Regent, please."

——Narcissus Pavilion——

Lan Ning is practicing calligraphy under the guidance of a teacher.

The background of this article is fictional in ancient times, and the characters in the article are all accustomed to writing traditional Chinese characters with a brush. This is a pity for Lan Ning, a modern person, as it is another waste of paper. Lan Ning suppressed his irritation and let out a breath.

Noticing her emotional fluctuations, Perfect Xiaoliu hurried out to comfort her, "Master, why don't you just buy a calligraphy skill at the mall? Why do you have to practice it yourself?"

After a moment of negativity, Lan Ning once again asked the instructor for new paper, and answered Perfect Six's question, "For the sake of rationality."

Lan Ning had no idea about her previous growth experience. She made up a tragic background for herself based on what she knew about the plot and characters. Her character was already established, so how could she just take the easy way out and destroy her own character?

What's more, she has no other skills but a lot of patience.

"Try again!" Lan Ning was full of confidence. She picked up the purple hair brush and practiced hard. She didn't know that her every move was being watched by others.

The cat-eared girl in a flowery glass skirt was writing furiously, biting her pink lips and turning her jewel eyes into vertical pupils, looking very serious. But when you get closer, you can see the ink stains on the copybook, and the strokes are so blurred that even the original words are invisible. After more than a dozen strokes, the paper is ruined again.

Lan Ning looked at the fine purple-hair brush in his hand, then at the ghostly talismans on the table, and said distressedly with his ears drooping under the comfort of the teacher: "I heard from the eunuch that this brush is worth a thousand gold coins, but it is ruined in my hands."

Xuan Heng, who had stepped into the room, chuckled when he heard this, "Pens are meant to be used. You have made a lot of progress. But if you want to write well, you need to practice day after day, and take your time."

When Lan Ning heard the familiar voice, the pair of white cat ears in her hair trembled. She put down her pen and looked towards the source of the voice, and saw Xuan Heng leading a strange man in.

The man was about the same height as Xuan Heng, but he was wearing a pure white official robe, black hair and a crane crown. His jade-like face was covered with a faint smile. The most attractive thing was his pair of light brown eyes, which looked like a warm spring breeze at first glance.

[Xuan Heng's impression +5, Xuan Mo's impression +5]

"My humble servant Xuanmo greets Princess Lan Ning." Xuanmo bowed respectfully to Lan Ning.

Lan Ning looked at him curiously, then ran to Xuan Heng, grabbed his sleeves with both hands, and asked him in a low voice, "Who is this?"

Xuan Heng was very happy with Lan Ning's obedience and dependence. His murderous expression just now turned gentle in an instant. He held Lan Ning's hand and comforted her uneasy emotions.

"Right Minister Xuan Mo." Xuan Heng pulled her to sit down, "I'm here to ask you about Furou."

When it comes to Furou, Lan Ning's expression is not so relaxed. "What do you want to ask?"

Lan Ning's appearance beside the Regent caused a lot of speculation in the court and the public. He had been investigating for many days without any result, so some people thought that this was a deliberate arrangement by the Regent. In fact, Xuan Mo knew that this was probably true.

Xuan Mo suppressed the emotion in his eyes. His voice was gentle, as if he was afraid to scare Lan Ning. "Your Highness, can you tell me about your experiences over the past ten years?"

The Baihe clan had a right minister since the founding of Wanjing. For thousands of years, every minister was the most outstanding person in the clan. They never favored any royal heir. They only cared about whether the person who was about to become the empress could govern Wanjing well.

When Xuan Mo first met Fu Rou, he knew that she couldn't do it. She was too cruel and selfish, but Wan Jing only had her as a princess.

Now there is another opportunity before him. He came to the Regent's Palace this time to investigate the cause of death of the royal heir and also to test whether the princess can take on the important task.

......

Lan Ning: "I escaped from the dungeon with my last breath, got into the prince's carriage near the palace gate, and he rescued me and took me to Penglai Palace. You all know what happened next."

This is similar to what Xuan Heng said, but there is no evidence to prove that Furou was responsible.

Xuan Heng glanced at him and handed Lan Ning a cup of tea. "It's not that there is no evidence. I secretly sent people to search all the dungeons in the palace and caught a guard who cleaned up the mess. Since the Right Minister has been ordered by the emperor to investigate, he will be brought in later to report."

Xuan Mo didn't expect Xuan Heng to have a trick up his sleeve. He frowned in disapproval, "What does the Regent mean?"

"The Right Minister is smart and knows that Fu Rou is not up to the task." Xuan Heng poured a cup of fresh tea and handed it to Xuan Mo, "This is a new choice for the Minister."

Lan Ning, who was watching the show: "..." She looked at him calmly. If he could be won over by Xuan Heng, the regent who held great power, then this person was most likely neutral.

Xuan Mo did not take the cup of tea. His eyes were indifferent, but very calm. "Thank you, Regent, for your kindness. Your Highness Lan Ning has not yet met my expectations."