Half a quarter of an hour later, Mu Qing arrived at Chu Lan's bedroom and happened to see Chu Lan coughing violently standing by the window.
Mu Qing's face changed greatly, and he quickly stepped forward to support him, frowning and saying, "Where is Feng Zhi? Why aren't you taking care of him by His Highness's side?"
"I asked him to leave." With a faint smile, Chu Lan followed Mu Qing's hand back to the imperial concubine's couch and sat down, "He doesn't understand anything, don't scare him."
"Your Highness!" Mu Qing frowned, with a hint of disapproval in his tone, "After so many years, it's time for Your Highness to let them know something."
Unexpectedly, Chu Lan smiled nonchalantly and said, "What do they have to know if I can't figure it out myself?"
Hearing what Chu Lan said, Mu Qing hesitated to speak, but finally nodded.
After staying with Chu Lan for so long, they all knew that the person in front of them seemed cold and cold, but he was clearly forgiving and kind to them, and it was true to say that.
After hesitating for a moment, Mu Qing sighed softly, "Your Highness, judging from my subordinates, that woman named Zhang Qingjiu may actually have some abilities..."
"Don't try to trick her." Unexpectedly, before he could finish his sentence, Chu Lan's sharp eyes as sharp as a knife were thrown at him, which frightened Mu Qing's heart and quickly lowered his head.
Chu Lan's voice was a little softer, "If you can implicate one less person in such an unbelievable thing, don't involve one more."
"But Your Highness..." Mu Qing frowned, "She did save His Highness, if not that night..."
"In one night, with a few random words, you were all fooled?" Chu Lan snorted lightly.
"This is not what I meant." Mu Qing always felt that His Highness's words seemed a bit strange.
His Highness's tone sounded like he was disgusted with that woman, but why did he hear a hint of pity?
But it makes sense for His Highness to say so. After all, Your Highness has not even told His Majesty or the Queen about this matter.
And to be honest, he actually didn't know what His Highness really wanted to do.
"How is the investigation going?" Chu Lan squinted her eyes and picked up a book from the desk.
"My subordinate is incompetent. This matter is not a big deal yet." Mu Qing knelt down with a "thump", his face a little apologetic.
Chu Lan asked him to investigate the construction of Yunxia Mountain. It has been a full year now, but he has not found even a descendant of the craftsman who built this holy land.
I found ten people based on the roster from that year, but it turned out that they either died directly during the construction, or died without any illness shortly after returning home after the construction was completed.
As for their descendants, no one knows their whereabouts.
"Can't you find it..." Chu Lan narrowed her eyes and slowly put down the book in her hand.
The yellowish candlelight shines on the writing, and the three characters "Yunxia Mountain" are reflected on it.
"My subordinates will check some more places." Mu Qing gritted his teeth.
"No need." Chu Lan smiled faintly, stood up and put the book back on the desk beside it.
Even Mu Qing, a well-trained and top intelligence detective in Dahui, could not find any trace of the descendants of those people at that time, so there were only two possibilities.
Or, they themselves have no descendants.
Or, their descendants were exterminated many years ago.
"Go and find out who were the people who advocated the construction of Yunxia Mountain back then." Seeing Mu Qing's face showing shame, Chu Lan narrowed his eyes and gave another order, "It's not the people in charge of the construction, it's the people who advocated letting the ancestor emperor
The one who built Yunxia Mountain."
"Yes, I understand." Mu Qing took a deep breath and nodded heavily.
Seeing the renewed fighting spirit in Mu Qing's eyes, Chu Lan nodded, "How long will it take for Shui Lan to come back?"
"I will come back before His Highness's birthday." Mu Qing took out a letter from his arms, "This is the news brought back by Shui Lan's carrier pigeon that arrived today. The letter said that she has successfully inherited the title of the young patriarch of the clan.
Job."
"That's good." Chu Lan smiled slightly and nodded approvingly, "When she comes back, you can help her celebrate."
"It's natural." Mu Qing's usually expressionless face finally showed a smile, "It's really not easy for her this time."
After finishing the instructions, Chu Lan let Mu Qing go down and walked back to the window.
At this point, Huo Wu should have sent her back, and the Queen Mother should have given her the medicine, right?
Thinking of those smart eyes and that smiling face that would eclipse the bright sunshine, Chu Lan's clear and deep eyes were more dignified than ever before.
What she doesn't know is that she may know more than anyone else.
And this comes from the time when he almost died when he was nine years old...
That time, although he was struggling on the edge of life and death, he vaguely seemed to hear a strange sound.
The sound was very vague, as if it came from the sky, intermittently, but he still heard a lot.
He said something like, "Yunxia Mountain is indeed repaired correctly", "It's really a once-in-a-hundred-year destiny of a true dragon emperor", "A good container", "It's really a pity to die too early" and so on...
After waking up, he didn't tell anyone about it.
But I kept these words deeply in my heart.
And that night, he heard that voice again.
But this time, the voice seemed to be filled with surprise and anger.
It was still so vague, but he was sure that it was not an accident, let alone that he had heard wrongly.
Zhang Qingjiu's arrival and what he did were indeed very mysterious, but rather than unbelievable, what could be more unbelievable than what he experienced?
But when it's something that even ordinary people wouldn't dare to think about, why would he drag innocent people along with him to jump into this endless abyss?
Both times, the voice meant no exception - he wanted himself to die.
Thinking of this, a blush appeared on Chu Lan's pale face, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more enchanting than ever before.
If you want Chu Lan’s life, then try to take it yourself!
Is Yunxia Mountain repaired correctly? If it disappears, what will happen if we don’t know the owner of that voice?
Mu Qing exited Chu Lan's palace and saw Feng Zhi standing under the eaves with a frustrated look on his face, like an angry little daughter-in-law.
"Here, who did this to you?" Mu Qing touched his nose and walked up in a funny tone.
"Mu Qing..." Seeing the smile on Mu Qing's face, Feng Zhi almost cried, "Please help me..."
"Why should I save you?" Mu Qing was startled and quickly glanced in the direction of Chu Lan's palace, "His Royal Highness is not angry with you, so don't think nonsense."
"That's not what it is..." Feng Zhi curled up the corner of his mouth, expressing his sorrow.
How was he going to tell the person in front of him that he had made two bets in a row?
Not only do you want to call her aunt, but you also gamble away her name?
And it just so happens that His Highness already knows about this!
When he thought of this, Feng Zhi felt like crying and wanted to die.