The grass in the factory should be plucked

Nangong Qinghe's face darkened: "Marquis Jing'an is already married, and she and Xie Qing were married by the late emperor. My brother, please don't mention this matter again."

Nangong Yonghe smiled bitterly: "Yes, I obey your order."

His frustrated and lonely expression made many noble ladies feel pity for him. Marquis Jing'an is married, Your Majesty, can you take a look at me?

All the ministers couldn't help but look at the seats of Xie Changan and his partner, and found that the couple had quietly left the table, and no one knew where they had gone. They felt very sorry.

The person involved was not here! Otherwise, how exciting would the scene be?

Empress Dowager Zhang showed a loving expression on her face: "Your mother has passed away. I should take care of your life-long affairs for you."

"Many of the noble ladies present here are both talented and beautiful. King Wei, take a look and see if there is anyone you like. I will arrange a marriage for you."

Although she had a kind smile on her face, the smile did not reach her eyes, and Nangong Yonghe could naturally see it clearly.

He bowed his hands shyly and said, "Then please mother, please take the trouble to find a woman like Marquis Jing'an who is both talented and beautiful for me."

Empress Dowager Zhang choked. There was no other woman as talented and beautiful as Jiang Li in the whole Chu State. And she was also very beautiful. It would be hard to find another one even with a lantern!

Nangong Yonghe clearly wanted to make things difficult for her!

Empress Dowager Zhang was furious. If the imperial physician had not said that the King of Wei would not live long, she would have asked the Duke of Zhenguo to send someone to kill him!

I had thought that the late emperor had few descendants and that he was a sickly person and would not be able to achieve anything, so I spared his life for the time being.

Now it seems that it is better to let him reunite with the Su family as soon as possible!

Seeing that Empress Dowager Zhang was displeased, Nangong Qinghe didn't want him to keep referring to him as "Marquis Jing'an", so he tried to smooth things over by saying, "We'll discuss this later."

"Today, I and all the nobles are gathered here to celebrate the festival. Why don't you all compose a poem to wish the great country of Chu peace and prosperity, and the people living and working in peace and contentment?"

"If you can't do it, you will have to drink three cups of wine as punishment." He smiled, "Let's start with my two brothers."

Nangong Taihe couldn't hold it in, so he had to accept the punishment.

Nangong Yonghe, however, was a man of great literary talent, and wrote in a fluent and elegant manner: "Thousands of flowers bloom in the nine palaces at night, and the sky is full of stars like rain. The banquet is full of wine and wine, and the moon is intoxicating. The lights are turned on and people listen to the singing and dancing."

Everyone cheered and began to ponder and paint.

The noble ladies looked at the King of Wei with admiration in their eyes. How could such a talented man, as handsome as Pan An, actually fall in love with a married woman? How could this not make people feel sad?

Jiang Li, Xie Chang'an and Yin Jiu quietly left the palace banquet, changed into night clothes in a side hall, flew over the palace wall, and ran towards the Prince of Wei's Mansion.

They wanted to take advantage of Nangong Yonghe's absence to investigate the Prince Wei's Palace.

Jiang Li found that Yin Jiu's Qinggong had improved greatly and he could already catch up with the two of them. He couldn't help but praise him: "Brother Yin Jiu, your Kung Fu has really improved by leaps and bounds!"

Yin Jiu said embarrassedly: "It's all thanks to the good training of the Supervisor."

Liao Wuyong was training him as his successor, so naturally he would teach him everything he knew.

Three dark shadows sneaked into Nangong Yonghe's bedroom silently.

I saw heavy curtains hanging low, and unknown spices still remained in the gilded carved glass incense burner, and a strange fragrance filled the air.

"What kind of spice is this? It smells weird."

Jiang Li frowned. The fragrance was very cloying. The hall was draped with heavy curtains and the candlelight was dim, which made people feel depressed.

She looked at Yinjiu: "Brother Yinjiu, do you feel unwell?"

She and Xie Changan were protected by a mutual agreement, so she was naturally not afraid of the poisonous smoke.

Yin Jiu mobilized his internal energy, circulated it through his meridians, and shook his head: "No discomfort."

Xie Changan said: "Let's split up and investigate, hurry up!"

The three of them then split up and searched the bedroom carefully, but found nothing unusual.

At this moment, Jiang Li suddenly remembered something: "Why is there no mirror in the bedroom?"

She remembered that when she first came to the Prince of Wei's mansion to investigate, she heard the two dead palace maids and eunuchs say that the Prince of Wei especially liked to look in the mirror, but he would smash the mirror every time. The steward of the mansion bought more than twenty mirrors in one month!

Xie Changan thought: "Maybe he just broke it and didn't have time to replace it?"

He was also quite surprised when he heard what the palace maid said at that time.

I love looking in the mirror, but every time I do I end up breaking it. What kind of quirk is this?

Is the King of Wei obsessed with his own appearance, or does he hate himself for looking like this?

At this moment, an idea suddenly popped up in Jiang Li's mind, and she decided to go back and read the book carefully.

Not finding anything in the bedroom, they quietly went to the small Buddhist temple that Liao Wuyong mentioned.

Pushing the door open, Yin Jiu couldn't help but gasp.

There were also dim candles burning long and dimly in the Buddhist hall. Under the flickering candlelight, there stood a densely packed group of spirit tablets, which was quite creepy.

The three of them looked around the tablets carefully but found nothing. They were all blank, without any names or surnames.

I wonder what the King of Wei’s intention was in worshipping these nameless spirit tablets?

Jiang Li thought for a moment and said, "Let's count them. How many are there?"

The three of them counted them carefully and found there were a total of 112.

Seeing that there was nothing else to discover, Xie Changan said, "Let's go back first."

The three of them flew over the wall like ghosts and left the Prince of Wei's palace.

After returning to the palace, Yin Jiu took them to a side hall to change clothes, and Xie Changan and Jiang Li returned to the banquet as if nothing had happened.

When everyone saw that Marquis Jing'an and his wife had finally returned, they all showed ambiguous smiles on their faces.

Nangong Qinghe was finally relieved when he saw the two of them return safely.

Jiang Li nodded secretly at him, then shook her head. Nangong Qinghe immediately understood what she meant. It meant that she had made a discovery, but didn't understand why.

He also nodded slightly to show that he understood, called Yuanbao over, and whispered a few instructions to him. Yuanbao then left.

Xie Changan was just wondering why everyone was looking at them with strange eyes when Shen Muchun came over with a pot of wine, smiling.

"Where have you two been? You missed such a wonderful scene!"

"What happened?"

Xie Changan intuitively felt that it was related to the two of them, and asked calmly.

"Hurry up, tell me!"

Jiang Li deeply hated missing out on such a big event. He never expected that this event would have anything to do with them.

Shen Muchun suppressed his laughter and said in a low voice, "The King of Wei...actually expressed his love to our Marquis Jing'an in public!"

"what?"

Jiang Li opened her eyes wide. She never expected that the gossip she heard would happen to herself!

What's wrong with Nangong Yonghe? He actually said at a palace banquet that he fell in love with her at first sight and couldn't forget her?

He definitely did it on purpose!

Jiang Li slammed the table and said angrily: "I'm going to settle the score with him!"

Shen Muchun said: "The King of Wei just said that he was ill and had to leave early."

Xie Changan frowned. What on earth did the King of Wei want to do?

At this time, a young eunuch beside Yuan Bao came over and whispered, "The emperor ordered Marquis Jing'an, Lord Xie, Lord Shen, and Lord Mo to go to the imperial study."

At this time, the banquet was coming to an end, and the Empress Dowager, the Queen, and the Concubine were preparing to return to the palace.

Nangong Qinghe also stood up and said, "You all may drink as much as you like. I will go and see the Queen Mother off."

All the ministers stood up hurriedly and respectfully saw the emperor off.

Now that the emperor and his family have left, they can play guessing games and drink to their heart's content!

As the drinks were flowing, Prime Minister Liang noticed that Marquis Jing'an, Xie Chang'an, Shen Muchun, Mo Qilang, Liao Wuyong and Cui Jue had quietly left the banquet at some point.

He frowned secretly. What happened that he didn't know?

At this time, these people were gathered in the imperial study, holding a small meeting with the emperor.

Jiang Li told everyone in detail about their night visit to Prince Wei's mansion.

When everyone heard that there were 112 spirit tablets, they all frowned and remained silent.

Who are these 112 people?

Jiang Li took out a small paper bag from his sleeve and handed it to Shen Muchun: "Brother Shen, take a look, what kind of spice is this?"

These were the remaining spices she took from the incense burner in the King of Wei's bedroom.

Shen Muchun took it and sniffed it: "This is a soul-soothing incense made using ancient methods, usually used to treat children's soul-leaving syndrome."

It is generally believed among the people that the soul of a child is unstable and that if frightened, the soul may easily leave the body and must be called back to calm the fright.

This kind of soul-soothing incense is an auxiliary medicine used by doctors to treat children's soul-leaving syndrome.

Nangong Qinghe couldn't help but wonder, King Wei is so old, could he still have the soul-leaving syndrome?

Jiang Li immediately understood that the soul from another world in his body was not compatible with his body!

Shen Muchun examined it carefully again and frowned, "It seems there are other ingredients in it. Can I take it back to the medical office for a careful examination?"

Nangong Qinghe nodded: "Yes."