My wife kills me because she has me in her heart!

The position of Crown Princess has been vacant for a long time, and everyone has guessed a lot about the young lady. No one expected that a girl from the concubine of the Zhou family would eventually pick it up.

The emperor pressed his eyebrows, and the blue and black were visible under his eyes. The time to take the elixir was coming soon, so he didn't wait any longer and shook his sleeves and said, "Then it will be as the Queen wishes..."

squeak!

A high-pitched cry suddenly burst out, and a small white shadow went straight towards the three people in the middle.

"Ahhh!"

Concubine Yao was so frightened that she screamed and almost lost her bearings and fell to the ground.

The emperor's expression also changed greatly, and he put the sword on his waist.

Before the blade came out, the girl raised her hand and the mouse immediately rolled into the grass in the distance.

"The Holy Lord and the ladies were frightened." Yan Conling knelt down and said, "Spring has come and all things are growing. This mouse must have been cold. Seeing that the Holy Lord and the ladies are here, they are full of nobility, so they came forward. I also want to pay homage to the Emperor."

She will not implicate those innocent palace people.

Yunshan is the way of immortality, and the old emperor has always believed in this. As expected, he was so pleased that he burst into laughter and stopped looking into it.

No one noticed that He Yaoguang, who was supporting Concubine Yao, lowered his head and stiffened, not daring to glance aside for fear of revealing something.

And next to Concubine Yao.

Apart from the emperor...there is only Empress Wu.

As soon as the palace banquet was over, He Yaoguang pulled people into the Sixth Prince's carriage with the reputation of being tortured to the end.

As for Zhou Ningyu, her face was even paler than Yan Conling who had fallen into the water. When he pushed the girl close to him to help the seemingly frail sister, he was rejected.

Zhou Ningzhu's clothes and hair were messy, but her expression was very calm, and she even had a soft smile.

The moment they passed each other, Zhou Ningyu heard her very low and soft voice.

"Sister, if you don't want something, I'll fight for it."

...

In the carriage, Yan Conngling was still covered in water, and the water vapor was cold.

As soon as I sat down, I heard the other party ask with a headache, "What should we do now?"

That is after a country.

Moreover, Empress Wu's words and deeds for many years have been faultless, and even if she wanted to investigate, she would not be able to find the reason.

Unless, directly break up.

But there is only one such opportunity. If it fails, the Demon Suppression Division will lose the final say.

After shaking, the little white mouse slipped back into her sleeves and fell into a deep sleep. Yan Conngling shook his head, "I thought about Concubine Yao's nightmare and those rumors at the banquet."

There are rumors outside that Concubine Yao is just as confusing as the imperial concubine back then, and it is no longer just a day or two.

In addition, Concubine Yao is indeed arrogant in her behavior.

Including today's issue of the prince's traditional Chinese medicine, her performance really made people pay attention to her, and it could even be reasonably believed that she was paving the way for the sixth prince and trying to bring down Ning Junzhan.

This is not the first time this has happened.

He Yaoguang also reacted, "No wonder as long as Queen Wu is around, she looks for me like a chicken looking for his mother. Ganqing sensed something was wrong with Queen Wu, so she wanted to find a demon catcher to make herself feel at ease."

As for Ning Mozhang.

No matter how scared I am, my parents love their children and have far-reaching plans.

"In the case of the Huo family that I dealt with before, the evil spirit was the imperial concubine's hair-combing maid, and she coerced Mrs. Huo at that time."

Twisting the corners of her wet and cold clothes, Yan Conling didn't realize that she was on someone else's carriage at all, "Now that I think about it, Concubine Yao should be in the same situation."

The methods of master and servant are of the same origin.

It's just that she is now wearing the skin of Empress Wu and is more restrained in the palace, so she has a nightmare that frightens Concubine Yao.

"Don't alert the enemy yet." Seeing He Yaoguang's expression of hatred, she said in a deep voice, "She knows a lot of forbidden arts and holds a lot of trump cards. Besides, it doesn't look like she's seizing the body."

So, if you speak openly and investigate directly.

If the other party uses a soul transfer to escape, it will only put the Demon Suppressing Division into an embarrassing situation.

The most important point was that she suspected that the poison in Ning Fengli's body was related to Queen Wu.

Being reckless may cost the lives of the seven kings and even more people.

"Please pay attention to the princess first."

The carriage stopped slowly. Yan Conling raised his hand and gave himself a sword without mercy. He covered the bleeding wound and coughed twice. It seemed like that was the case. "The prince doesn't seem to be easily attacked." people."

Her suspicions began during the trip to the Prince Regent's Palace.

It is rare for a New Year's banquet like today to have all the concubines in the harem present. So I specially borrowed sweet potatoes from my second senior brother, hoping to perform a play with He Yaoguang to get in front of the emperor and test it out.

Unexpectedly, the prince's accident happened suddenly... In addition to having the courage to risk everything, the concubine in Shangshu Mansion must have someone behind her to support her.

"But the prince..." He Yaoguang's lips trembled, "Isn't he her biological son?"

If it hadn't been for the body snatching, the current body would most likely be the same as in the previous life.

Tiger poison does not even eat its seeds.

Yan Conling had already stood up and was about to lift the car curtain, adjusting her posture and angle to get out. Hearing this, she turned her head slightly, and the twilight cast a shadow across her profile, "I don't know the other things yet, but I am certain of one thing."

"She must be bad to the prince."

Otherwise, he would not have fallen to this point.

...

The night is quiet, and the wind blows through the courtyard.

On weekdays, when I come back, I can always see the snow-white shadow, but now it is deserted.

The osmanthus tree in front of the window bloomed with new green. Yan Conngling stood for a while before slowly walking in.

The room is clean and tidy, not stained, and you can tell it has been tidied up at a glance. Several pieces of outerwear that you often wear hang on the edge of the cabinet, and they still feel warm when you touch them.

The bedding was also changed to a thicker one.

When he sat down, his whole body immediately sank in softly.

There were traces everywhere, and his eyes fell on the old clothes that were hung on racks to dry outside and were blown up by the wind. Yan Conling quickly adapted to the tranquility of life returning to its normal track.

Just as he was about to get up, his fingertips accidentally touched the pillow.

Her mind moved slightly, and a piece of paper was pulled out from under her pillow. Perhaps it is because he is delicate and caring, so even his words are more like the small regular script of a boudoir girl, with a kind of gentleness and delicacy.

There is a long list written in small pieces on it.

As if he expected that Yan Conling would not send him the transmission notes, he wrote them all at once.

The rest of Yan Conling only glanced at them, and they were just telling him where to put things, and not to eat less than three meals a day, etc., which was in line with his temperament.

But when her gaze reached the end, she was startled.

——You often have nightmares at night. The pillow core is newly made and stuffed with the usual calming herbs to see if it can help you sleep better. It's not poisonous, don't dismantle it.

Yan Congling moved her hand and gently pressed the pillow.

The rustling feeling is indeed that the pillow core has been changed, and it feels completely different.

He even expected that with her suspicion, she would take scissors to open the pillow core to find out.

There were no lights in the room and everything was completely silent. Only the night moon shone brightly through the screen window.