"Concubine Li?"

Ling Mulao was puzzled. She only had a chance encounter with Concubine Li in the main hall on the day she entered the palace, but they never interacted with her again. This time she specially called Qinghua to find out what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd.

After breakfast, Ling Mulao waited in the room for a long time, but Qinghua didn't come back.

She also saw a room full of slaves and maids. Although they were all very clever people, she was used to being alone, so it was inevitable that she would feel upset.

It's just strange that after the sudden death of the prince, the emperor and the empress had already ignored her. Why did they suddenly send so many palace people here today?

Although the death of the prince had nothing to do with her, it was the eve of the wedding after all. It was a good thing that the queen did not put her in the cold palace on the crime of being a husband, and she was still treating her so well now.

Half-leaning in the pavilion, Ling Mulao pondered, this queen only has the emperor above her, could it be that the emperor has some plans for her.

After thinking about it, he suddenly took off the jade pendant from his waist and suddenly realized.

How come I almost forgot about this? Before the real Princess Shuohe died, she held back her last breath and handed the jade pendant to her. There must be a mystery in this.

But, what kind of secret does this jade pendant hide?

At this time, a burst of footsteps suddenly sounded outside the courtyard, and there were many people in order.

After a while, he saw Qinghua walking in front, followed by a group of people, all holding various precious tributes in their hands.

"Blue and white~"

Ling Mulao called out, and Qinghua trotted over.

"Princess, this sun-poisoned person, why don't you order someone to wait on you?"

The blue and white forehead is covered with sweat, the corners of the mouth are slightly pursed, and the expression in the eyes is complicated.

"How is this going?"

Ling Mulao pointed at the pile of tributes and wondered.

"This is a gift from Concubine Li to the princess."

Early this morning, Qinghua took the call from Concubine Li. Because she was afraid of disturbing Ling Mulao's dream, and because she was afraid that Concubine Li would be waiting for a long time, she gave a few instructions to the little palace maid and left in a hurry.

"Princess, do you know whose mother-in-law is Concubine Li?"

Seeing that Ling Mulao was silent, Qinghua whispered in her ear.

"Nangong Qi?"

She had a good memory. Before entering the palace, she sorted out the relationship between everyone. Following the blue and white, she suddenly understood a little bit more.

"Yes, she is the Ninth Prince's mother-in-law."

Qinghua nodded. She was about to say something, but seeing the heavy look on her face, she probably already guessed it.

Ling Mulao felt unspeakable frustration. Concubine Li's show of goodwill must have something to do with Nangong Qi. She thought it was just a joke at first, but she didn't expect it to happen in such a way.

I had just escaped from the tiger's claws, but I was about to fall into the wolf's claws again.

"I heard from the eunuch in the main hall that the emperor is looking for a new husband for the princess. Many ministers recommended Prince Yi, but the prince~"

Qinghua suddenly felt that it was inappropriate to say this, so she stopped talking.

"Stop talking!"

Ling Mulao frowned and his voice was slightly cold.

"The prince refused such a marriage because he had just married Princess Zihan of the Xuanwu Kingdom."

As Qinghua spoke, she carefully looked at Ling Mulao's face. After all, being rejected for marriage was a shameful thing for a woman.

"Oh~"

Ling Mulao prolonged his tone. Nangong Yi understood this. He knew that the muddy water could not flow at this time, so he hid far away alone. However, he was the one who got him into the palace. The speed of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge...

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He sighed secretly: "So, he pushed me away from Nangong Qi."
Chapter completed!