As soon as she opened her eyes, she was forcibly carried back to the East Palace by the paranoid pri

Little Guanzi listened to the contest between the mother and son of the Tian family with fear and knelt in the corner.

Empress Dowager He faced Ning Rushong's undisguised coldness and fierceness, raised her right hand and trembled as she touched her right cheek. She did not use much force, but for Empress Dowager He, who had been pampered and high-handed since childhood, it was like a slap in the face.

She almost subconsciously wanted to assert her dignity as a mother, but the scabbard still across her neck reminded her that her son would no longer have any respect for her.

Her intuition told Empress Dowager He that she was destined to lose something today. Her brother, the Prince of the South, no longer indulged her, and now even her son didn't want her? !

It is not surprising to have something all the time. If you lose it one day, the huge feeling of discomfort and panic can overwhelm a person!

Her thoughts were blank at that moment. Empress Dowager He opened and closed her lips. She wanted to blurt out everything at that moment, but she swallowed it all. "What I just said was the truth! But if He Yue is not dead, it is very likely that she took something like a fake death drug. Only this kind of drug can prevent the imperial doctors from finding out! There are only a few kinds of this kind of secret drug in the palace. I know them all and I will tell you! You should be able to find it out."

When Emperor Jingmu met He Yue in Kunning Palace, he clearly understood that she would definitely hide everything for him. Sometimes this annoying emotion could be used.

Emperor Jingmu and Ning Rushong were both born strategists.

"This is all I know." Empress Dowager He raised her arm and placed her hand on the scabbard, then slowly moved it away. She looked at Ning Rushong's cold expression and choked up, "It has nothing to do with your father! Your father is crazy! You can't get anything out of him, so go check it yourself!"

Her face was sad and tears were streaming down her cheeks. She looked miserable, with one hand still tightly covering the right side of her face.

Ning Rusong put away the sword and casually placed it on the table, "Father is crazy, and I see that you are going crazy too, mother."

After saying this, she asked Empress Dowager He to leave the name of the medicine. In the end, she was forcibly supported by the palace servants to leave Yongding Palace.

Empress Dowager He was a thousand times easier to control than Emperor Jingmu, and a man like Emperor Jingmu would probably not reveal a single word even if he was tortured or threatened with his life.

As for being crazy? Ning Rusong didn't believe it deep down.

Once a corner of something is lifted, it is only a matter of time before the whole thing is exposed to the public.

All the pulse records of Empress Yuanmu were dug out again. After only half a day, many imperial doctors compared the efficacy of the medicines and found out that the drug that Empress Yuanmu took for fake death was "June Death".

It's no wonder that they had never thought of it before. This "Six Months Death" was a lost forbidden drug. Just as everyone thought, the Queen's every move was in front of His Majesty. How could she get this kind of forbidden drug? And who would give up such great honor and luxury and would rather suffer for six months just to escape!

"June Death" means, as the name suggests, that one will "die" naturally within six months. The pain is almost the same as a real death, and one has to take medicine once a month.

Then the Queen must have had someone close to her to help her take the medicine secretly, and so naturally the clue was found to be the female doctor Hui Qing.

Ning Rusong couldn't bear to open He Yue's coffin, but he showed no mercy to Hui Qing.

The result was as expected by everyone, an empty coffin!!

This is also the biggest flaw in the whole thing. When Hui Qing faked her death, she did not expect Xiao Guanzi to be kind enough to give her a coffin. According to previous practice, she would have thrown the corpse directly into a mass grave. She had no time to find a female corpse with a similar body shape to hers.

The female doctor Hui Qing did not come in according to the normal process, but entered the palace relying on the convenience provided by the powerful and noble family. But obviously in order to avoid being discovered, the other party took a big detour.

The female doctor Hui Qing entered the palace through the connections of at least six powerful people, and many of them accepted gifts and helped her casually. When asked about it, they had never even heard of the name Hui Qing.

However, the greatest power in the world was in the hands of Ning Rushong. It only took ten days to find the source of such a huge branch line, a not-so-small family called the Shu family, which was a subsidiary family of the Duan family.

It’s not that the Duan family’s methods are too low, they have tried their best, but Ning Rushong is too terrifying.

"Duan family, Duan family..." Ning Rushong repeated these two words, and the words Duan Zan said to him half a month ago reappeared in his mind.

One year ago, the sickly mistress of the Duan family!

Everything was connected, and now all he had to do was prove his guess.

"Xiao Guanzi, tell me, will Yueyue be the mistress of the Duan family?" Ning Rushong asked in a seemingly good mood, with a very comfortable tone.

All kinds of extremely strong emotions piled up together, and for a moment he couldn't even distinguish them, but the most obvious emotion was the ecstasy of having everything settled.

From the first time he began to suspect something, he had been immersed in a fantasy dream that He Yue was not dead. He was often afraid to wake up, thinking that everything was just a fantasy that he could not bear.

"Your Majesty, I am stupid and don't know!" Xiao Guanzi's back trembled.

Your Majesty, you are truly amazing!

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The night was deep and dark, without even a single star. In a house, Duan Zan was living in drunkenness and dreams, while a beautiful dancer was performing a graceful dance.

He slapped the servant beside him vigorously, his tongue seemed to be tied, and his words were intermittent, "You! You...these people you found...are good!"

Duan Zan has always been a good drinker, but today he was really drunk. "Why is the wine stronger than before?"

He turned to look at the boy, his eyes were misty, and he laughed, "Why are you taller than before?"

The beautiful dancers retreated silently at some point, and when Duan Zan reacted, he and the servant were the only ones left in the room.

“What…what is this for?!” Duan Zan waved his hand and called out pitifully, “Come back soon, my beauty!”

The servant held up Duan Zan, who was about to fall off the bed, and whispered in his ear, "Sir, I have a more beautiful person here."

Duan Zan was immediately attracted to all the attention, and he wanted to take a look at someone more beautiful.

The servant spread out a painting scroll, and the woman in it was beautiful, graceful and elegant.

"Looking for...looking for death!" Duan Zan rubbed his eyes and barely saw the woman in the painting. His mind was still confused. He never got really drunk when he drank outside. This was the minimum vigilance. But the wine was not right. He was really unconscious this time.

He slapped the boy on the face, making a crisp sound!

Duan Zan forced himself to stand up, holding the servant's collar with one hand, and slapping the servant's face with his other free hand, "That's...that's my mother! She's the mistress! How dare you!"

Duan Zan's hand was suddenly grabbed tightly, and the "servant" pushed Duan Zan to the ground with force, and poured a cup of cold tea on Duan Zan's face!

Duan Zan sobered up a little, and before he could lose his temper, the "servant" spoke coldly.

"Mr. Duan, His Majesty invites you!"