The weak princess is super fierce

A white cricket that looked like a big silkworm was picked up by the lady from the threshold of Mingxiao Hall, held in the palm of her hand and entered the hall?

Then she was kicked out by the lady.

It's not like I'm rushing...

The lady said she should not look at her if she was afraid, and that she would not be afraid if she stayed away.

Baozhu clearly felt Meng Shisan's compassion as her master, and she also felt the goosebumps that made her whole body goosebumps when she saw such a big cricket.

She knew she shouldn't be afraid and had nothing to fear.

However, she still took two more steps out sincerely.

It seemed that two more steps away would give her two more steps to safety.

The lights in Mingxiao Hall were bright, and Meng Shisan put the little cricket on the table: "Why didn't She Xiaoqing come back?"

The little cricket raised his little head and croaked.

"His Highness is in danger. He must be guarded at all times?" Meng Shisan confirmed.

The little cricket nodded its little head and chirped again.

Meng Shisan listened, and then thought of the time before when her demon circle tightened again and strangled her: "So at that time, it had already helped His Highness escape... Do you know who did it?"

The little cricket shook his little head and chirped again.

"Isn't it known yet?" Meng Shisan felt that it would not be easy to be able to attack in the palace and hide the mastermind behind the water snake.

The little cricket nodded its little head again and chirped aggrievedly.

Meng Shisan touched the little cricket's slippery little head: "It's okay, you've done a good job."

Water Snake did not explain to Little Cricket the detailed story of Li Shou's near death in Da Nei. He probably thought that Little Cricket might not be able to explain the twists and turns of the story clearly. Furthermore, even Water Snake himself had not yet told what happened to Li Shou tonight. The whole story of the murder is straightened out.

Therefore, Little Cricket was not allowed to serve as the microphone.

The little cricket rubbed greedily into Meng Shisan's hand again and again.

Until they returned to the dormitory to rest, Baozhu was still following Meng Shisan from a distance.

"I'm going to sleep, go and call Shang Chun."

"promise."

When Shang Chun walked into the bedroom, he saw Meng Shisan sitting at the table between the inside and outside of the house. On the table was the cricket that made all the maids talk about it.

She walked closer and said, "Miss."

Bao Zhu stopped outside the house and only stretched out half of her head to look into the house. When she saw the little cricket on the table, her whole body froze instantly.

"I raised it in the empty land in front of the back room. It's night now and I want to take a rest. You can take it back to the empty land." Meng Shisan ordered.

In fact, she could also take a trip by herself.

But then she thought about it, Xiaoxiao had already made an appearance in front of the servants in Taichen Courtyard tonight. No matter how quiet the comments were, she still heard a few words, so she simply made it public in an open and honest manner.

"Promise." After appreciating spring, he stepped forward and picked up the little cricket in his hands.

This scene made Baozhu's scalp numb.

"It's too late today. Early tomorrow morning, you will spread the word. I raised the little cricket in that empty land. After spreading the word, no one is allowed to discuss it privately or spread it outside. "Meng Shisan followed the order.

Spring appreciation is promised again.

Seeing that Meng Shisan had no other instructions, she turned around and left, holding the little cricket in her hands and went to the back room.

She couldn't understand why Baozhu and Gold and Silver were afraid of the little cricket, but she felt that the little cricket, which was like a big white silkworm, was born extremely well. It was cute and soft and understood human speech, which was really commendable. Once she held it in her arms, she couldn't put it down.

Baozhu was still standing close to the door, watching Shangchun take the little cricket away with a motherly look on her face. She felt that her breathing was not smooth.

After a while, she muttered: "Miss, why do you still call such a big cricket a little cricket?"

"It is indeed still young." Meng Shisan is a full thousand and five hundred years old, and Xiaoxiao is only eight years old, so he is really very young.

Hearing this, Baozhu wanted to refute, but did not dare to refute.

Meng Shisan wanted to laugh when he saw this: "Cricket, also known as earth dragon, can also be used as a medicinal material, used by doctors to treat diseases and save people."

"The servant knows."

"Don't be in a hurry, take your time. When you get familiar with it, or one day, you and Jin Yin are no longer afraid of the little cricket. Go to sleep."

Baozhu agreed, closed the door of Meng Shisan's bedroom from the outside, and then went back to sleep.

Meng Shisan walked into the inner room. The bed had been laid out by Baozhu. She took off her shoes, opened the curtain, and got into bed and lay down.

She was lying flat on her back, looking at the auspicious patterns on the top of the tent, without feeling sleepy at all.

Even His Highness was almost murdered in the palace, and the eldest cousin and the eldest son Ji must have suffered unimaginable physical and physical pain in the East Palace.

Judging from my grandfather's attitude, there should be no worries about his life.

But as soon as His Highness returned to Beijing from Lueyang, things happened one after another, which meant that it was closely related to the sudden flood in Lueyang.

She had inquired from many sides and read many newspapers about the disaster last year. Although she was not sure what the real truth was, she could basically deduce that the disaster must have involved the second prince.

Under such circumstances, in order to preserve his flesh and blood, His Majesty had to ignore the people in Lueyang who died due to the disaster. His Majesty did not agree, but there was nothing he could do at the time.

Finally, after this year's Dragon Boat Capsulation incident, the disaster last year was brought up again. His Majesty was persuaded by His Highness to relent and sent Tu Ya to Lueyang for a thorough investigation.

Although this imperial mission did not go very smoothly, and Tu Ya almost lost his life in Lueyang, there was still no danger. Later, when His Highness came in person, and when His Highness returned to Beijing, there must be great gains.

Otherwise His Highness will not return to Beijing.

If he had not had this determination, His Highness would not have known that there was a tiger in the mountain and still insisted on walking towards it.

Regardless of the results of His Highness's personal investigation, the premise is that His Majesty must accept it and be willing to accept it. Otherwise, the mere fact that Your Highness secretly left Beijing for Lueyang without telling His Majesty's knowledge is enough to make His Highness suffer in front of the emperor.

Along with this, the eldest cousin and Young Master Ji who support His Highness will inevitably have to bear His Majesty's thunderous wrath along with His Highness.

Your Highness will not sit idly by when the eldest cousin and Young Master Ji are punished. With His Highness's protection, their lives will not be lost, and the pain they will endure will probably not be light.

Three whole days...

It seems that if they leave the palace again, the eldest cousin and the eldest son Ji will most likely have to be carried out.

Just after noon the next day, just as Meng Shisan expected last night, Meng Renji and Ji Kuan were carried out of the palace gate one after another by the servants of the East Palace.

Then everyone returned to their respective houses.

Accompanying them were each an imperial physician.

The imperial physician who accompanied the unconscious Meng Renji back to the Meng Mansion was none other than Yu Minglu.

The imperial physician who followed Ji Kuan back to Ji's Mansion, who could still talk some nonsense, was another imperial physician, He Yizhi.

Meng Renji had just been carried into Jianfengyuan when the Shang family heard the news.

Then he saw the eldest son lying on the bed with a weak breath, his robe on his back was beaten into rags, and there were ferocious blood marks crisscrossing the area. The bones were deeply visible in every stick mark, and the skin and flesh were turned up and blood was flowing everywhere.