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Jiang Chi came out of a pile of scriptures in Zangshu Pavilion in disgrace, clutching his nose until his eyes watered from choking, as soon as he put down his palm, there were a few dusty shadows on his fair cheeks.

"puff."

The little emperor immediately widened his eyes, showing a fierce expression: "Why are you laughing!"

Mu Xin suppressed the twitching corners of her lips: "No."

"You have it!"

The little emperor worked very hard, but the gray road on his cheek made him look pitiful and cute, just like a irascible kitten whose tail was held up.

The two pointed teeth can't even bite through the skin of others.

Jiang Chi looked at him suspiciously, and angrily threw the pile of files he was holding into Mu Xin's arms.

With a little smile, Mu Xin easily embraced the pile of heavy bamboo slips and the yellowed scrolls in his collection, and looked at the young man with those green eyes with a bit of resentment:

"Your Majesty is so ruthless, just now you called my concubine my sweetheart, and now I am calling my concubine like a cow and a horse."

Jiang Chi: "..."

Jiang Chi couldn't take it anymore.

"Since when did I ever say such crooked words?" Jiang Chi showed two sharp canine teeth on his lips threateningly, he was so angry that he even forgot what he said, "If you talk to me in this tone again, I will At once……"

The little emperor opened his mouth in embarrassment, not knowing what threat would be more effective for Mu Xin.

The man was holding the pile of ancient scriptures, still smiling very much, lowered his eyelashes and looked at the young man's beautiful round eyes with those dark green eyes, and then answered Jiang Chi's unfinished words:

"What does Your Majesty want to punish the courtiers and concubines?"

Jiang Chi's tail hair was about to explode, he took a step back, gritted his teeth and said, "If you do this again, Gu will put you in limbo and never see you again."

Oh, what a powerful threat, even if he is thrown into a dungeon, he can break the heavy shackles and crawl out.

Considering the need to take care of the little emperor's fragile emotions, Mu Xin had no choice but to restrain the overly presumptuous curve of her lips, cleared her throat and changed the subject.

"Your Majesty, are all the files here?"

Sure enough, Jiang Chi's attention was immediately diverted, and he said with a serious face, "It should be... yes."

He spread out all the files on the ground. Normally, there is no one in the Library Pavilion. The bright sunlight pours into the dim room from the window, revealing the light and dust floating in the room. The fragrance of ink.

The young man was kneeling on the ground, his black knee-length hair cascading down the back of his neck like a waterfall, and the spread out gorgeous skirt was like a blooming double-petalled crabapple.

Mu Xin just watched the little emperor struggling to dig out a few clues he wanted from a large pile of books, and the tip of his upturned nose was dripping with cold sweat.

Xue Nanfeng left too little on the paper case, so Jiang Chi had to dig out all the records of those years and search bit by bit.

He was stunned unconsciously: "Your Majesty, why don't you call the historian to look for it?"

Jiang Chi raised his head to look at him inexplicably, thinking that although Mu Xin's strength is very strong, his brain is really not enough:

"The official historian is from Xi Guanyue. If I ask him, he will definitely report to Xi Guanyue."

"found it."

Jiang Chi said why the name Xue Nanfeng was so familiar to him.

"In the 14th year of Anping, Lin'an Xue Nanfeng High School ranked first and ranked first."

Xue Nanfeng was the No. [-] scholar in the imperial examination in Zhou Yanshu's second year in the palace, and later served as a bachelor of the Imperial Academy.

Zhou Yanshu is also from Lin'an.

It seems that before entering the palace, Zhou Yanshu had already hit it off with Xue Nan.

Jiang Chi frantically flipped through a few more files, and there was very little information about Xue Nanfeng, only occasionally mentioning a single word in the description of others.

"It was the mid-autumn festival, during the Hundred Flowers Banquet in Prince Yong's Mansion, Xue Xueshi came with his daughter on the moon."

Xue Nanfeng, have a daughter?

But doesn't he like Zhou Yanshu?

Jiang Chi flicked back in hesitation to confirm that he hadn't missed a record about Xue Nanfeng's wife.

Could it be that Xue Nanfeng had married a wife before he went to Beijing?

Then why are you still inseparable from Zhou Yanshu who has already entered the palace.

"Zhang Shilang was fortunate to be in Xue Xueshi's residence. The mansion is very poor, and the flowers in the lonely pond are so beautiful and moving. It is also the master's meticulous care."

Well, this Xue Nanfeng usually has no other hobbies, but he likes to grow lotus at home.The question is, what does this have to do with Zhou Yanshu's death?

Jiang Chi frowned, and finally found a sentence on the day after Zhou Yanshu's death:

"In the seventh year of Yuanfeng, Xue Nanfeng hanged himself in the mansion, and there was an orphan girl, ten years old."

Xue Nanfeng died the second day after Zhou Yanshu left.

A few words, even a piece of paper is not enough to write, and a person's life is finished.

In a trance, Jiang Chi seemed to recall the poem inscribed on the back of the portrait: "May I follow the southwest wind and die forever in your arms."

This poem is a well-known verse of dying for love, which means that after Qiu Lie met that day, the two made an agreement to die for love. Xue Nanfeng outside the palace thought that Zhou Yanshu committed suicide after hearing the news of Zhou Yanshu's death, so he also Follow her?

So Xue Nanfeng's suspicion should also be ruled out?

Although it is not impossible for Xue Nanfeng to kill Zhou Yanshu first and then commit suicide, but a scholar who has no strength to restrain a chicken can easily get out of the palace if he wants to sneak into the heavily guarded palace and strangle the emperor's favorite concubine. This should not be a suspense film, but a science fiction film.

And why is there no mention of Xue Nanfeng's wife in all the records?Could it be that he died in Lin'an?

An even more absurd and bold thought floated up in Jiang Chi's mind, Xue Nanfeng's daughter couldn't be his half-sister, right?

No, it's impossible.

The first emperor was suspicious and jealous by nature, and would never allow his woman to have affairs with other men.

If Zhou Yanshu really had a daughter with Xue Nanfeng before entering the palace, Xue Nanfeng should have been blessed to death by changing the law.

Could it be that Xue Nanfeng had sex with some other woman?

What's even more strange, thinking about his lover while having a child with another woman suddenly became ethical, and Xue Nanfeng's image fell to the bottom in an instant.

Mu Xin followed suit and turned a few pages. As a stranger, he naturally had no way of knowing the person Jiang Chi was looking for. He only knew that it was probably related to the little emperor's mother and concubine.

Logically speaking, the little emperor's mother and concubine have nothing to do with him, but seeing the little emperor looking so lost, even a person like Mu Xin couldn't help but want to comfort him:

"Perhaps the doubt is hidden in the seemingly superficial words."

Doubtful Doubtful Doubtful.

The little emperor's head was about to burn out.

In a daze, he seemed to have become that unsmiling, always sad scholar, living in a lonely and quiet mansion, thinking about the lover in the palace who could not see him again day and night.

Perhaps God heard his prayer, and the concubine Yu in the palace knew of his bond with Zhou Yanshu for some reason, and set up a trap during the autumn hunting, so that he could finally reunite with his lover.

Lovers are forced to separate, so what will they do when they finally have a chance to meet again?

According to the poem on the picture scroll, it seems that this couple of lovers is determined to show their aspirations with poems and go to the underworld together.

But there was a hiccup in this plan.

Someone arrived before Zhou Yanshu committed suicide and cut her neck.

Zhou Yanshu is just the daughter of a commoner, and there must be many people in this intriguing deep palace who would like to kill her and replace her.This unknown fourth person was the one who killed Zhou Yanshu.

He covered his head, a sparkling tear unconsciously rolled out of his deep blue eyes, blurred the yellowed pages of the old book, and restarted the unknown tragic past.

No, no...he missed a more important message.

First Emperor.

This is the biggest obstacle between Zhou Yanshu and Xue Nanfeng, there is no reason to be invisible in this past.

But Mu Xin saw that the little emperor was not in the right state.

He frowned slightly.

Jiang Chi's body seemed to be getting more and more strange, and he always fell into a coma for no reason. No matter how the imperial doctor checked the pulse, he couldn't diagnose any abnormalities. Someone must be secretly working behind the scenes.

"Your Majesty, since you have found these things now, why don't you go back to the palace and think about it carefully. If the historian comes over in a while and reports to Prime Minister Xi, the gains will outweigh the losses."

"You're right, you should go back first."

Anyway, everything that can be found is here, such a few words, even a fool should remember them.

Jiang Chi blinked his long eyelashes a little sluggishly, knelt on the ground numb for a while, unable to stand up, staggered and fell into Mu Xin's arms.

"Your Majesty is worrying too much, I'm afraid I'm going to go back to the palace first." Mu Xin hugged him, her eyes froze unconsciously.

Not right.

Who the hell put something in Jiang Chi's medicine bowl.

What Jiang Yun used for Jiang Chi was something that could nourish the skin and make people's muscles and bones fragrant.

The emperor was lying on the dragon bed, beside the grounded Lan Zhaoyi.

The old imperial doctor stood tremblingly on the side of the dragon bed, dripping with cold sweat, and had no time to think why Lan Zhaoyi, who was grounded, was actually in the Holy Palace.

"Check, if you can't find out the reason, be careful of your head."

The green-eyed concubine squinted her cruel and cold eyes like a wolf, staring coldly at the old doctor.

This time, Jiang Chi fell asleep until the eclipse of the moon.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and suddenly found a strange black figure standing beside the bed.

Not Mu Xin, nor Xi Guanyue or Jiang Yun.

It was...the black shadow that tried to attack them in Bixiao Palace that day.

Jiang Chi blinked his eyes. It stands to reason that as long as he yells, hundreds of elite soldiers will rush in outside the door and shoot the man in black into a sieve.

But he couldn't say a word.

Even the rolling of the Adam's apple must be careful...to avoid the cold and sharp blade pressed against the neck.

"Your Majesty, you are so clever. If the regent and the prime minister were not restrained, he would have been able to achieve a great career." The weird black shadow giggled.

Jiang Chi's eyes widened in panic, and the pure blue iris floated gracefully.

The owner of this voice turned out to be a woman.