A bucket of Jiangshan [Rebirth]

Seeing traces of blood leaking from the corners of Chen Yi's lips, and even more and more, Yan Shulou hurriedly pried open his chin, looked into his lips, and found that he had bitten his tongue.Unsatisfied with the pain of biting his tongue, Chen Yi yelled frantically, bloody saliva flowing down Da Qi's chin.Regardless of the filthiness, Yan Shulou opened his mouth and asked, "Let me ask you, a year ago, did you give this thing to Grandma Sun, who was serving Concubine Xian?"

Chen Yi stared at the thing, shook his head, and smirked three times: "Give...give me..."

"Tell me, do you have any contact with a grandma grandma, and you gave this thing?"

"Give... give..."

Yan Shulou frowned: "Who gave you this thing! Why did you give it to Nanny Sun, tell me!"

Chen Yi stopped talking, he lowered his head suddenly, and his body trembled suddenly. Yan Shulou was afraid of any abnormal movement, so he picked up his head to look at it, and found that when he raised his head, he suddenly passed out.

Yan Shulou gritted his teeth, held down Chen Yi's crowd, forced him to wake up, and continued to press on what he said just now. Chen Yi was pressed so hard that for some reason, he even shed tears, which merged with the saliva on his mouth, making him feel sick. extreme.

"Ah...ah..."

seems to want words.

Yan Shulou's expression became a little colder: "I will unlock your acupoints now, tell me honestly, and I will send someone to cure you!"

Chen nodded like a pounding garlic, as if he understood something, his eyes lit up.

As soon as the acupoints were solved, Chen Yifei didn't say anything, but opened his mouth like a tiger, and bit the hand holding Yan Shulou. Yan Shulou reflexively slapped Chen Yi's face, and then flew out along with his strength. For a moment, Yan Shulou heard Chen Yi scream: "Huang..."

Bang, there was a sound of hitting the wall, and Yan Shulou hurried over to take a look. Chen Yi lifted his eyelids listlessly, his eyes gathered light, looked at Yan Shulou, smiled miserably, stretched out his trembling hands, and shook his head. Pointing to the sky: "Look for her... Hey..." Her body trembled, her eyes suddenly widened, her head tilted, and she couldn't bear to die.

Yan Shulou's heart sank. Although he did not hit the man lightly, it was not fatal, so someone secretly transported him out of the palace and asked Du Mingqian to help him investigate the cause of his death.What did Chen Yi's words about Huang, looking for her, and his hand pointing to the sky imply before he died.It's a pity that now that he is dead, he can't pry Chen Yi's mouth away, he only hopes to find some clues from his corpse.

Away from that dirty place, Yan Shulou washed his hands and left with a gloomy face.

Chen Yi was dead, Nanny Sun's whereabouts were unknown, and the clues were completely broken. Yan Shulou beat a drum in his heart, slowed down his steps, turned around and walked towards Lindian.

With the approval of the emperor, he turned around and headed towards the Book Pavilion.Now we can only place our hopes on the books that record the life of Concubine Xian.

It's a pity that there are so many books in the Royal Book Pavilion, and after a while, it's just a rough search, how can I find the books that record the anecdotes of the virtuous concubine.Yan Shulou felt dizzy from reading it, and he didn't want to trouble others to find it for him. He rubbed his brows, resisted the urge to vomit, and continued to open the next book.

At this time, a line of characters broke into his sight domineeringly.

"A vision from the sky..."

Yan Shulou was startled, and looked up and down along the words.

"In the 340th year of the Jing Dynasty, the concubine Xian gave birth to a child, and a vision appeared in the sky. The emperor was happy, and the son was named Shulou."

As for the reason for the vision that appeared in the sky, it did not mention it.

Yan Shulou was stunned. His mother and concubine never mentioned to him the vision of his birth, and in the books, this vision was avoided. He always felt that there must be something hidden behind this incident. thing.

He turned back, but only saw some trivial details about Concubine Xian's life, not much important information.Fang let go of his heart, and it hung in the air again.

Yan Shulou's lips tightened, and he looked for a few books later, hoping to get some useful information from them, but unfortunately there was no progress.He sighed, and just as he was about to give up, he turned to a page at random, and a row of bright and small characters came into view.

"In the seventh year of Jing Dynasty 320, the emperor married the Chen family as his queen, and gave the Chen family the name: Zhao."

Zhao!Yan Shulou suddenly remembered that Empress Chen's name was Zhao.

Mingkong is Zhao, and Zhao is distinct from the word Mingkong. Doesn’t that mean the daytime sky?

Combined with the "Huang" that Chen Yi said when he was beaten, could it be that what he was implying was referring to the queen, Chen Zhao?

The queen's surname is Chen, and Chen Yi's surname is also Chen... According to the news from the father-in-law, Chen Yi used to be a servant of the queen, but was driven away by the queen after committing a crime. After living so far, is it possible that Chen has something to do with the queen, so that he can live for a long time?

Yan Shulou suddenly felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him, from the beginning to the end. Could it be that his mother and concubine were murdered by the queen?

It's a pity that all of this is Yan Shulou's speculation without any evidence.

He flipped through these books briefly, and found that there was no other useful information. He was so disappointed that he closed the books, left the palace, and went back to his residence.

Du Mingqian had been waiting in the mansion for a long time. Seeing his return, he carefully went over to remove the fox fur for him, and dusted off the snow on his body: "My lord, you are back."

Yan Shulou grabbed Du Mingqian's slightly cold hand and gave him a breath of warm air: "What are you doing out here, it's so cold outside!"

Du Mingqian held his equally cold hand with his backhand, took the stove from Yan Xin's hand, and stuffed it into his arms: "I stayed in the room for a long time, and it was very hot, but it was the prince who came back, and it was colder." .My lord," he took his hand into the back room, poured him a cup of hot tea, Du Mingqian's warm face faded, and asked in a deep voice, "The person you sent has already been handed over to you for an autopsy. What can you find in the palace?"

The mist of the tea evaporated, melting the ice on his face. Yan Shulou blew on the foam of the tea, took a sip, warmed his stomach, and told Du Mingqian what he had found in the Book Pavilion.

"Mingyu, what do you think?" While Du Mingqian was deep in thought, Yan Shulou grabbed his face and kissed him.

Rubbing the saliva on his face back to Yan Shulou's face, Du Mingqian said firmly: "This matter is very mysterious. The vision in the sky is always a sign of auspiciousness. I guess, it is possible that the queen knows that you are auspicious. In the past year, your ability gradually became apparent, and the status of Xianfei became more and more favored, and the empress was jealous, so she attacked Xianfei."

"And the prince's character is not suitable to be an emperor, and his status is not as good as ours, so the empress wants to wipe out the enemies for him?"

"It's also possible." Du Mingqian shook his head and moved his head that was rubbing against his face, "But all of this is our guesswork, and there are still many doubts that cannot be explained, such as why the empress attacked the concubine Xian instead of As for you, why didn’t you attack Yan Pincheng’s mother and son? The words of Liang Zhaoyi and Chen Yi may not be credible. For the time being, it is not appropriate for us to determine the murderer who killed the concubine Xian, everything should be investigated before making a decision.”

"That's right! Mingyu, help me find out what the phenomenon is, what kind of phenomenon it is, and what is the relationship between Queen Chen and the same queen."

"Okay," Du Mingqian gently pushed Yan Shulou away, his eyes were deep, and the waves rose slightly, "Then what will the prince compensate the minister?"

Whenever he heard this, Yan Shulou would habitually tighten his hips and step back a few steps: "You...why do you want it again!"

Du Mingqian smiled and said: "Don't you think so? We haven't done it for a few days."

It seems that it is really...

Yan Shulou's face flushed quickly, he turned his face sideways, his tongue curled up: "If you want...you want, then...you don't move!"

Of course, Du Mingqian smiled deeply: "My lord, if you take the initiative yourself, I will naturally not move..."

"Then you have to kiss me!"

"Of course it's possible, as long as the lord takes the initiative, moves, some...boom."

The red-scented curtains, with a charming fragrance, scattered in the room, and the strands leaked out of the room along the crack of the door. Mo Ling, who rushed to stop, put down the hand knocking on the door with a blushing face, and made the guards around The person backed away, waited for the movement inside to calm down, and then reported.

Half an hour later, Du Mingqian, who had heard the movement outside early, walked out. At this time, his long hair was loose, his clothes were slightly disheveled, his fair chest was half covered, and the corners of his eyes were filled with a strange and charming color due to love.Mo Ling coughed, lowered his head politely, and presented Du Mingqian the results of his autopsy.

Taking it lazily, Du Mingqian turned it over a few times, and his expression changed slightly: "Are you sure the result is correct? Do you have any other discoveries?"

Mo Ling shook his head and said: "Not at all, just to be sure, I invited two forensic autopsies separately, and the results of the two autopsies are in the hands of the princess, and the princess can compare the two."

Du Mingqian opened the other copy, looked at it for comparison, frowned deeply, stepped back from Mo Lingping, and handed the two handwritten documents to Yan Shulou who was still lying on the bed, out of breath.

Yan Shulou didn't return his breath, and lazily took a look at it, his expression was not right.