The sky is drooping, and the ink is gathering up layer by layer. The sky is covered with night, and a crescent moon appears on the horizon.
In Qingfeng Garden, the leaves rustled in the wind. Through the window lattice, the green lights in the room swayed, and Si Wushang's brows were unusually solemn.
He would often meditate quietly under the dim light. This palace was like a big dye vat, and all forces were trying to get those two things. He was able to live to this day because his father left him enough money.
Something that shakes the court.
Back then, in order to protect himself, his father threatened the Queen Mother with his relatives, so that the Queen Mother did not dare to touch a hair of her own, and feigned illness to avoid all the disputes in the court.
Qingfeng Garden was designed and built by his father himself. There are secret passages inside. Even if Murong Yingluo moves into Qingfeng Garden, no one but herself can find it.
I vaguely heard the sound outside the door. There were more than one person. It seemed that Murong Yingluo had already made up her mind and planned to move into Qingfeng Garden.
He stretched out his hand and lit the nine lotus leaf lamps on the table, and the room instantly became bright.
At that time, Bupo announced at the door: "Your Majesty, the princess wants to see you."
"come in!"
Murong Yingluo heard Si Wushang's faint voice in the room, which was not as cold as when she left it, so she walked in unhurriedly.
Looking up, she saw him sitting at the desk. Yingying leaned over and said, "I have met the prince."
Si Wushang glanced at Murong Yingluo with an indifferent expression, then looked at Zhen'er and Amai who were holding bundles in their hands, "Bupo, take the two of them to the bedroom and order dinner to be delivered to the room."
All three people left the room. When they saw Murong Yingluo still standing there, she said in a calm voice: "Sit down next to me!"
Although Murong Yingluo planned to move into Qingfeng Garden, she had something to say in her heart, so she stood still and said, "Prince Zheng, how about the two of us joining forces? Prince Zheng helps Yingluo find out the secret behind Gong Yichu, on the condition that I
I will cooperate with you so that your identity can be brought to the table openly."
Deep eyes swept over her with a determined expression. Fortunately, she was not stupid, and she would be very useful with a little training.
"Deal! Not only will I help you investigate the secrets behind Chu Gong Yichu's death, but I will also help you uncover the man in black. There is only one condition, you must listen to me."
In Yingluo's mind, she always thought that the man in black was Si Wushang, "Isn't the man in black you?"
Si Wushang raised his eyebrows in displeasure and raised his thin red lips slightly, "No matter how short of a woman I am, I will not be selective about food!"
Yingluo frowned. He always looked for opportunities to ridicule himself, "What evidence does the prince have that the man in black is not you?"
"Ningxiang Jade Dew! It was the man in black who entered your room in the middle of the night and applied medicine for you, but he was caught by me. However, the man in black was extremely good at lightness, so he ran away."
Yingluo's eyes narrowed, thinking that Biyue had said that Prince Zheng was particularly sensitive to fragrance. Could it be that he was not responsible for the smoke that night? Who could have done it? He was such a proud person to admit that his Qinggong was not as good as others.
His words are somewhat credible.
"Besides the man in black, your Murong family's housekeeper is also very suspicious. He was the one who led me to arrest the traitor in Guining that day. There are many mysteries surrounding you, but you were caught up in them without knowing it."
This Murong Yingluo admitted that she was in a puzzle and that she had never solved the mysteries of her past life. He mentioned Butler Mai and thought about why Amai disappeared back then? Even though he kept him by her side, nothing unusual was found.
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King Zheng's ingenuity will definitely be able to solve these problems one by one, but nothing is so cheap in the world. He will always set traps and lure people to jump willingly.
It is better to speak clearly, "I can agree to the prince's request, but I must not do anything that violates conscience and morality."
"Okay! I promise you! I will never let you do anything that violates morality." Although the two of them reached an agreement, Yingluo still felt uneasy.
Outside the room, the maid brought dinner from Si Wushang's kitchen. The table was full and everyone was ordered to leave.
Looking at Murong Yingluo who was packing her luggage, she said, "Come and sit down!" It can be said that this is the first time that the two of them have eaten at the same table since their wedding.
Murong Yingluo found a seat opposite him and sat down. She just lowered her eyes and looked at the cups and saucers in front of her without moving her chopsticks.
These foods were specially cooked by Si Wushang's order, and it was certain that she would never choose to divorce. I still remember her crying while looking at the bright yellow brochure, so today I will test the results of her study of that brochure.
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"You can choose any of the food on this table and put it into the cup and saucer in front of me."
Murong Yingluo suddenly realized that she was testing herself. She had never studied food very much. She looked around at the food on the table, and her eyes fell on the mutton pot. There was a layer of coriander on top. She still remembered the booklet.
As mentioned before, King Zheng ate mutton but hated coriander.
So I took a plate and put some mutton in it, shaved the coriander out of it. I put some fish soup in it, picked up some light food, and looked at the ginseng chicken soup closest to Prince Zheng. My mother often gave it to my father in Fuzhong.
I was making ginseng soup, so I brought another bowl of chicken soup over." Then he sat upright as usual.
Si Wushang looked at the food he brought to him and shook his head in disappointment, "Are you going to murder your husband?"
Although Murong Yingluo can't cook and doesn't know much about these foods, "These are all cooked by the cook for you, and even if they are murdered, they will not be blamed on me."
Seeing that Murong Yingluo was still speaking plausibly, she frowned in displeasure. She didn't know how to learn court etiquette. She didn't know any of the duties that a daughter's family should have. It seemed that she had to teach everything from scratch.
He took out a spoon and took out the ginger slices in the ginseng soup. "It's hot in summer, so it's not suitable to eat ginseng. And you haven't heard of eating ginger and arsenic in the evening. What's not murdering your husband? What's even more outrageous is mutton, which is not suitable for summer."
For daily consumption, mutton should not be cooked in copper utensils as it will damage the yang. Apart from preferences, this is the most basic common sense of medical etiquette, so how can you say that you are proficient in medical science?"
Everything he said was reasonable. I just wanted to teach him a lesson, but I didn't think much of it.
She only knows a superficial knowledge of medical science, and the medical treatment can still treat broken bones and skin injuries.
"Didn't Yingluo say that the prince's illness cannot be cured by ordinary imperial doctors, but requires the use of martial arts?"
Hearing that Murong Yingluo was still quibbling, she actually refused to repent. She stood up and casually scanned the bookshelf, took out a thick medical classic, walked over and threw it into her arms.
"You don't even understand these things. You are not even as good as that girl Biyue. You lost your life at the dinner table and you don't know how you died. You will understand it tonight. If you don't understand it, you will have nothing to eat."
Murong Yingluo looked annoyed. She knew martial arts and would be fine even if she didn't eat for a few days. However, it was too much for the prince to make things difficult for a girl. She would not admit defeat. Wasn't it just an endorsement?
"Your Majesty just wants to vent your anger on the girl you sleep with. Don't worry, Your Majesty, even if you don't eat or drink, Yingluo will memorize it word for word."
Si Wushang finally saw the angry look on Murong Yingluo's face, and she actually misunderstood Biyue as his sleeping girl. He didn't intend to explain and waited for the good show later.