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    As a bystander, He Liangyuan happened to witness every time Mu Qiao was killed. Not only Xu Yi herself, but she also found that the king never seemed to be on Mu Qiao's side.  Coincidentally with his own self-certification, to save the day.

    Feeling slightly cold, He Liangyuan touched Mu Qiao's flushed face with pity, looked up at the three people present, and suddenly made a decision: "I'm afraid we can't stay here any longer. Before Qiaoqiao's fever subsides, we must not  Let Concubine Shu find it."

    "Is there no other way?" Yuexiu listened to He Liangyuan's words, and she felt a little calm. However, she turned to Wang Yuyi, thinking about a more open and aboveboard way, "This is caused by drugs, and it will always be with you."  There is really a difference in joy.¡±

    "Will that glass of sweet wine still be in the same place?" Doctor Wang himself is a smart person, he just shook his head and asked back.

    Yuexiu was slightly taken aback, and after a while of silence, she finally saw the current situation clearly. Although she was unwilling, she still nodded, expressing that she would cooperate well.

    Mo Yan, who was alone in the yard, saw Xu Yi bringing a group of people over, and felt chills in her heart. She rolled her eyes, stepped out of the house, and knelt down in the center of the courtyard.

    "Where's Concubine Mu?" It's naturally not Xu Yi who goes straight to the point, but Concubine Shu, her eyes are dyed a little red, this time she spent a lot of energy to get here  He had the support of his family, but he never thought that Mu Qiao seemed to have noticed something as soon as he left, and now no one can find him.

    Mo Yan didn't say a word, just looked up at Xu Yi silently, her actions were naturally too presumptuous, but Xu Yi had a guilty conscience, so she was relatively speechless for a while.

    In fact, except for the momentary headache at the beginning, Xu Yi felt that this was probably a trap, a trap aimed at Mu Qiao, but he couldn't stop abruptly after he started, a slight pain followed the  The weeping expression of the protecting little palace maid took root in her heart.

    "Tell me, where is Concubine Mu?" Xu Yi lowered his eyes silently. He didn't know how to win the trust of the little maid who was protecting him, but he was really worried about Mu Qiao now. Where would Mu Qiao hide after being framed?  where?

    "Your Majesty, my lord, she just drank a cup of rum and she became hot. She couldn't stand still, so I asked the imperial doctor." Mo Yan took a few steps on his knees, raised his hand and grabbed Xu Yi's trousers, completely  She shed tears, sobbed and complained, and looked at Concubine Shu with wet eyes.

    "Bold"

    Concubine Shu's threat was stopped by Xu Yi's stare before she could say it. Xu Yi looked down at Mo Yan who was in a mess, his heart was slightly cold. He had already guessed the most serious direction, so the bottom of his eyes was infected.  A layer of darkness, such a vicious strategy.

    No matter what kind of medicine was given, probably, everything at the banquet has already been packed, so, coincidentally, he is bearing it alone, and there is an unclear imperial doctor by his side.

    "Where is Qiaoqiao!" His voice was condensed, and Xu Yi was really anxious. He looked at Mo Yan and wanted to comfort him, but he couldn't even comfort him. He just wanted to go back to Mu Qiao's place.  around.

    Mo Yan wanted to discern Xu Yi's thoughts, but the other party was too majestic, she had no other feelings other than being terrified. In fact, she herself didn't know what happened to Mu Qiao, but the idea of ??delaying time was her first idea.  It was settled.

    So, after he figured it out, Mo Yan looked like a poor little boy who was completely terrified, and began to cry, muttering all about how pitiful his little master was, even to the point of being bewildered.

    Xu Yi is not sure if this is the protector, or if he really has too little ability to bear it. After all, when he usually comes here, Yuexiu and Mo Ran wait on him, and the little girl Mo Yan is usually far away.

    "What are you howling, be careful I tore your mouth." Concubine Shu got a headache from Mo Yan's crying, and raised her hand to teach Mo Yan, but was held by Concubine Xian beside her, so she could only change it into a verbal attack.

    The queen looked at the two people who seemed to be out of control, stepped forward and knelt down, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, I recognize me?"

    "Empress?" Mo Yan discovered the small movements between Concubine Shu and Concubine Xian. She simply smashed the jar, trembling as if she was sick, and at the same time as if she had found some life-saving straw, she turned to the queen.  skirt angle.

    "It seems that you still recognize me. What's your name?" The queen said cautiously. Now that Mu Qiao has disappeared, the only clue left is this little maid.  , but she inexplicably felt that this matter could not be delayed, so she wanted to find the so-called shortcut.

    The queen is not in a hurry here, Concubine Shu naturally couldn't wait, she turned her side.??Looking at Concubine Xian, Concubine Xian was silent for a while, then gestured to the little maids who were following in the distance, and seeing those people scattered and left, she nodded to Concubine Shu.

    Although Xu Yi didn't look back, but if he felt the quarrel between the two people behind him, his eyes were gloomy, and he was also puzzled. According to the general situation, it's normal for Concubine Shu to mess around, why did Concubine Xian also  After messing around, do you really think that he is so easy to fool?

    Even though he has been fooled by the beginning, Xu Yi is still unwilling to admit that when dealing with the affairs of the harem, he was a bit sloppy. When Concubine Li hurt Qiaoqiao last time, he believed too much in his own cognition  I forgot, but I forgot that although Concubine Li is upright and open-minded, Concubine Shu behind Concubine Li is jealous.

    Although he acquiesced in Concubine Shu's hiding the news of Concubine Li's pregnancy, Xu Yi didn't mean to cherish the child, but he felt that if Concubine Shu had something to do, at least she could stop for a while, not to mention that the Empress Dowager did  Some hope that their grandson can walk around their knees.

    "My servant's name is Mo Yan." While choking up and stammering, Mo Yan felt that her eyes were hurting from crying, but she kept shaking and crying, like a cat thrown into the cold winter.

    The queen was actually annoyed by Mo Yan's crying, but she still patiently followed suit: "Mo Yan, right? Mo Yan, think about it, your little master is sick now, and both I and His Majesty are very worried, but,  Now you can¡¯t find your little master anywhere, do you know where she is? How can a random imperial doctor take care of your family¡¯s weak little master, tell me, don¡¯t you?¡±

    Mo Yan sat there in a daze, didn't answer, and finally stopped crying. She gasped, her eyes were red, and she seemed to be thinking about something. She was at a loss when she saw someone walking quickly not far away.  The strange maid felt her heart tightened, and she immediately said, "The young master was seriously ill at the time, so she went to He Liangyuan's place."

    The queen nodded, stepped up and opened the way, and the following ladies looked at each other and wanted to go forward, but they were frightened by Mo Yan at the tail of the team who looked like a ghost, and took a few steps back timidly.  Dare to speak.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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