"Your Highness." Seeing Chu Lan return to the room, Mu Qing hurriedly followed up and saluted.
"Come in." Chu Lan nodded gently and walked towards the room.
When Mu Qing followed Chu Lan into the room, Feng Zhi brought a pot of tea and sent it in. After exiting, he naturally closed the door for the two of them and stood at the door, watching his nose and heart.
Mu Qing lowered his head and said, "Your Highness, everyone related to the Palace of Prayer has already left Shangjing City."
Chu Lanchen narrowed his eyes and nodded: "Thank you for your hard work. There is a lot of commotion about the Palace of Prayer. My father has ordered a thorough investigation. Today in the court, many people are arguing over who will investigate this matter.
Open business."
"Then I wonder which adult took over the matter in the end?" Mu Qing was shocked.
You don't need to think about this matter to know that it is impossible to make it a big deal. If it is a trivial matter, it is expected that His Majesty will order a thorough investigation, otherwise he would not have to send those people away overnight.
Chu Lan picked up the tea cup on the table and said, "The Palace of Prayer collapsed. According to the nature of the case, it should have been the Ministry of Industry, but today it is the Zhen Guogong lineage who bear the brunt of the blame."
Mu Qing frowned, "So in the end he is the Duke of Zhenguo?"
The construction of the Palace of Prayer was originally initiated by Zhen Guo Gong, so over the years, they have been the most concerned about royal blessings, even more enthusiastic than the Ministry of Rites.
But if they were to check...
"It's Prince Jing." Chu Lan chuckled, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.
"Is it him?" Mu Qing was stunned for a moment, "He's back?"
"Yes." Chu Lan nodded, "But he didn't go to court this morning. I'm afraid he doesn't know the will yet."
Hearing these words, Mu Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This style of behavior was indeed Prince Jing's freewheeling temperament.
Slowly putting down the teacup in her hand, Chu Lan's eyes became a little more profound, "This matter is related to the dignity of the royal family, so we must not take it lightly."
"Yes." Mu Qing nodded, "Your Highness, please rest assured that what happened at the Prayer Palace was definitely not caused by man-made events."
After withdrawing his thoughts, Chu Lan nodded, "Yes."
Mu Qing looked at Chu Lan's calm face, and Mu Qing breathed out softly, "Did Your Highness know that something happened to His Highness the Eighth Prince last night?"
Chu Lan's hand holding the tea cup paused in mid-air, "How do you say this?"
Mu Qing: "No matter how I checked, the conclusion I got would only be that there had been too much rain recently, the wall had not been repaired for a long time, and the foundation was loose. But if what happened to His Highness the Eighth Prince last night had happened, I would have offended my ancestors and been punished like this.
It’s also reasonable.”
Hearing what Mu Qing said, Chu Lan's eyes flashed slightly.
This is indeed a coincidence.
Not only did it cause cracks in the originally indestructible marriage between the British Duke and the Zhenguo Duke, but it also naturally led to the collapse of the Palace of Prayer to the convict of the ancestors.
It happened so easily that it made people wonder if someone was adding fuel to the fire.
Thinking of what happened in the main hall yesterday, Mu Qing hesitated, "Does Mr. Xiao Zhang know..."
Chu Lan's face darkened: "Don't involve her in this matter."
He didn't expect that so many people would think of her.
In the court, a certain minister also stood up and said, "Why don't you let Mr. Xiao Zhang go and do some exploration, maybe you can get some clues." If he hadn't happened to be at that time...
Mu Qing was startled. He didn't expect that his Highness would have such a big reaction just by saying that casually.
It seems that he guessed correctly, His Highness is really interested in Mr. Xiao Zhang.
With a gentle breath, Mu Qing lowered his eyes: "My subordinates have said too much, but the fact that His Highness was unwell in the court this morning has probably spread to His Highness the Eighth Prince's residence by now."
Chu Lan sneered, "What I want is to let him know."
Otherwise, how could he be worthy of Chu Kuo repeatedly saying that he was short-lived?
How could the Queen Mother and Concubine, who was convinced that he should die at the age of twenty, relax her vigilance?
Looking at Chu Lan in front of her, Mu Qing felt inexplicably scared.
Although they all knew that His Highness the Eighth Prince's family had always been plotting evil intentions, Chu Lan had always smiled lightly.
I used to worry that His Highness didn't take this matter seriously, so why did he suddenly become so different?
But that was only a momentary thought. Thinking of the other party's repeated small actions recently, Mu Qing became clear again.
He narrowed his eyes and said, "Don't worry, Your Highness, the actions in the Eighth Prince's house are all under control. Even if the second lady of the Zhang family was not exposed last night, their affair would not have been hidden for long."
"Yeah." Chu Lan didn't show the slightest surprise at what Mu Qing said. He put the teacup in his hand back on the coffee table. Chu Lan suddenly thought of something, "Go and check, Prince Jing's past affairs with Old General Wei at the border."
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"Prince Jing?" Mu Qing was stunned for a moment, "Does he have a problem?"
Chu Lan raised her eyes and glanced at him.
Mu Qing immediately lowered his head, "I understand, I will do it now."
After saying that, Mu Qing was about to turn around and leave, but just after taking two steps, he suddenly remembered something, "Your Highness, Shui Lan came back last night."
"I know." Chu Lan said calmly.
Mu Qing was stunned for a moment. In the past, His Highness would summon Shui Lan as soon as he came back. This time, half a day had already passed.
Thinking of Shui Lan's restless look, Mu Qing couldn't help but said, "When will Your Highness..."
Chu Lan pondered for a while, then picked up the sachet on her waist and said, "After lunch, let her come over."
"Yes." His Highness was indeed angry, otherwise why would he have asked her to wait for an hour or two?
"In addition, please don't let her climb over the wall and be admitted to hospital in the future." Just as Mu Qing left, Chu Lan ordered again.
Mu Qing sighed softly, "I understand."
After Mu Qing left, Chu Lan slowly stood up, clutched the sachet at his waist, turned around and walked towards the inner room.
On the table not far away, the "bell" piano was sleeping quietly.
Thinking of the way a certain woman rested on his arm last night, yelling at him to play music and murmuring, Chu Lan couldn't help but curl her lips.
What kind of person is she?
Regarding the palace matter, he had already confirmed that the surrounding foundations had indeed been disturbed. He thought that he truly believed what his father, the Queen and his mother told her.
Before going to court, he asked Shangguan Que to come and see her. Although she seemed to be seriously injured last night, Shangguan Que only said that she was just overworked and just needed a good rest.
Could it be that she was really the same type of person as the voice she heard in her dream, or the person who appeared when she was nine years old?
But when she appeared and what she said, did she really just not want to let herself die?
The fingers flicked, the piano sounded melodious, and there seemed to be someone murmuring in the room.