Crazy criticizes the regent for reading my mind and his character collapses

"Uncle Emperor, when did you discover me?"

Li Beimu asked.

Li Qingmo glanced sideways at him, "Do you think I'm the only one who knows where you are?"

Wen Ying's inner strength was profound and his kung fu was on par with him, so how could he not discover Li Beimu's existence?

Those words just now were Wen Ying taking the opportunity to reveal his identity to Li Beimu.

It’s also another disguised form of rejection.

Jianghu Village never asks about government affairs.

This is what our ancestors taught us.

Let alone marry into the royal family of a certain country.

That seems even more impossible.

Li Beimu naturally understood.

It's because I understand that I feel even more lost.

"Uncle Emperor, have you known Wen Ying's identity for a long time?"

Li Qingmo said: "I guessed a little, but now it has been confirmed."

If you are an ordinary person in Jianghu Village, you will never have that much power to mobilize so many people, unless you are the leader of Jianghu Village.

"Tsk, tsk, I never thought she would be the leader of Jianghu Village."

Li Beimu was mourning his first love that he had not yet had time to confess, with his head hanging down and not interested in anything.

Li Qingmo slapped him on the back of the head.

"Don't forget your current status. The entire burden of Dongyue is on you, but you don't have enough time to give your son and daughter love."

Li Beimu looked at him with resentment, "Uncle Emperor, isn't that why you refused to inherit the throne in the first place?"

At that time, everyone thought that Li Qingmo would succeed the throne.

But he promoted the young Li Beimu to that position.

He only acts as a regent and teaches Li Beimu the art of the emperor bit by bit.

Until now, I can finally let go.

Li Qingmo chuckled: "What? Do you regret it? Then when your son grows up in the future, you can pass the throne to him as soon as possible. Then you will be free to do whatever you want."

Li Beimu: "..."

He didn't even get a wife.

Where did the son come from?

……

Regent's Palace.

Nan Xi sat in the yard, holding a willow branch in his hand and writing on the ground.

She wrote the word "十" and then kept adding strokes to see what words she could write, trying to find clues.

Hanlian brought hot tea over.

"Master, please rest first. It has been several hours, and you have been staring at the ground in a daze."

Han Lian felt a little distressed.

Nan Xi's eyes were still a little red. He took the tea cup and said, "Shaoyao likes to chatter non-stop when I am concentrating on doing things. I used to find it noisy, but now I can't even hear it."

Han Lian's eyes were also red.

She loved and protected Shaoyao as if she were her own sister, and never thought that there would be such a day when Yin and Yang would be separated.

"what?"

Hanlian suddenly looked at the ground.

The two characters "十" written by Nan Xi are connected together.

“Master, do you think this looks like the prefix ‘fuck’?”

Nan Xi's eyes lit up, "Don't tell me, they really look alike."

The two of them were studying what words could be written with the prefix 'fuck' when Lan Jue suddenly came over.

"Mother, where is the master?" Nan Xi raised his head: "He went to the palace and hasn't come back yet. What's wrong?"

Lan Jue said with a serious expression: "My subordinates finally found out some information about Shuanghuayuan. Their master's surname is Hua. He was a famous oiran in Jiangnan ten years ago, called Hua Nongying."

Hanlian: "Hua? Isn't that the prefix 'fuck'?"

"What's the prefix 'fuck'?" Lan Jue looked confused.

Hanlian told him what they had just discovered.

Lan Jue frowned, "Could it be that the person who killed Shaoyao was Hua Nongying? But what was the motive for the murder? Shaoyao was just a little maid. Apart from sneaking into Shuanghuayuan with Hanlian before, she had nothing to do with Shuanghuayuan. .”

Nan Xi also felt strange: "Did Shaoyao find something when he sneaked into Shuanghuayuan?"

The three of them sat in the yard, staring blankly at the word 'fuck' on the ground.

When Li Qingmo came back, this was what he saw.

"what happened?"

He ran straight behind Nan Xi, put his big hand on her head, looked at the words on the ground, and asked again: "What are you looking at?"

"Master." Hanlian and Lan Jue stepped aside.

Nan Xi raised his head and asked Li Qingmo: "Do you think these two 'ten' characters together look like the prefix 'fuck'?"

"It's quite similar." Li Qingmo looked at the word "花" next to him and asked, "What does this mean?"

Nan Xi: "Lan Jue found out that the owner of Shuanghuayuan, whose surname is Hua, is called Hua Nongying. He was an oiran from Jiangnan ten years ago."

"So Nan'er suspects that the person who killed Shaoyao is Hua Nongying?" Li Qingmo asked.

Nan Xi nodded: "These clues are quite consistent, but I always feel that something is strange."

"Tell me."

Li Qingmo sat next to her.

Nan Xi thought for a while and said: "First of all, since Hua Nongying is the owner of Shuanghuayuan, she can't do such a small task as killing peony. Moreover, the location is the Regent's Palace. Once discovered, she may not be able to do it herself. Escape from your hands.”

After a pause, Nan Xi continued: "Secondly, even if the person who killed Shaoyao was really Hua Nongying, how did Shaoyao know her? How did she know that her name was Hua Nongying and leave this clue of 'ten' to us?"

[The most important point is that as soon as they thought of the prefix "fuck", they had a clue about Hua Nongying. Isn't this too coincidental? 】

Nan Xi glanced in Lan Jue's direction with his peripheral vision.

Found that he was looking at her too.

This made the weird feeling in her heart even stronger.

Li Qingmo put his hand on Nan Xi's shoulder, "You're tired, please rest first. Things can't be done all at once. I'll have people investigate Hua Nongying's matter. If she is really in the capital, she must be Her whereabouts can be traced.”

"Yeah." Nan Xi nodded and followed Li Qingmo back to the room.

The two of them caught up on their sleep together and entered the palace again at Youshi.

In the Qinzheng Hall, Wen Ying handed a stack of papers to Li Qingmo.

Everything about Shuanghuayuan is densely recorded on it.

"Is it an accident? The Queen Mother is the latest person to hire a killer in Shuanghuayuan." Wen Ying pointed to the top piece of paper and said.

The commission is ten million taels.

The Queen Mother has spent a lot of money.

Bang!

Li Beimu slapped the table angrily.

"My mother is so confused! She doesn't want to think about it. If she kills Queen Fenglin and her husband, what will happen to the people between the two countries?"

He was ashamed of his uncle.

He didn't even dare to raise his head to look at the emperor's uncle and aunt.

"That's wrong." Nan Xi looked at Li Qingmo and said, "Even you only found out about the existence of Shuanghua Garden recently. How did the Queen Mother know about it? Even if she knew it, how did she get in touch with Shuanghua Garden? She has never left the palace."

Li Qingmo just thought of this, but Nan Xi also thought of it.

The tacit understanding between the two always made him feel warm in his heart.

"Shuanghuayuan..." Li Qingmo chewed these words gently in his mouth, "There is a person who can freely enter and leave the palace and meet the Queen Mother without being suspected."