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Lou Xuanying and Yi Junqian walked up the steps. The door of the ancient courtyard opened and they entered the courtyard. An old nanny quickly walked out of the main room.
"Master, the old lady asked you to enter the house alone first. Miss Lou, please stay."
Lou Xuanying pouted, took two steps back automatically, and sat down on the railing.
"Xuanying, please wait a moment."
"Yeah." She leaned against the pillar lazily and waved her hand to him.
She was not interested in what the mother and son were going to do in advance. It would be better if she didn't have to go in.
Yi Junqian pushed the door open and walked in. Inside the room, a graceful lady was drinking ginseng tea, with two maids serving her behind her.
"Mother."
Mother Yi put down the ginseng tea, took the silk handed over by the maid and wiped the corners of her mouth gently before slowly raising her head.
"Qian'er, the first thing you do when you return to the village is not to see your mother. Instead, you go to see that girl from the Prime Minister's Mansion. In your heart, she is more important than your mother?" Yi's native language was majestic, and he looked at Yi Junqian with a hint of dignity in his eyes. dissatisfied.
"Mom, Qian'er doesn't dare."
"I don't think you dare. If Yanzhao hadn't captured her, you wouldn't have been able to come back to the village so quickly. How many times did your mother urge you?"
Yi Junqian pursed his thin lips and never answered. This was indeed the case, but if he dared to answer directly, he would definitely make her unhappy, so it was better not to answer.
Mother Yi waved away the people taking care of her, and after they all left, she motioned for him to sit over.
"I heard that you are very close to Lou Xuanying? She went to find you several times, why didn't you bring her back? Have you completely forgotten what my mother told you?"
"Mom, Qian'er doesn't dare to forget." He sighed. What he was most afraid of was his mother, who always used this matter to pressure him. "Did Youxue say something to mother?"
"No matter who said it, I just want to know why?" Yi's mother waited for his answer with a cold face. However, he began to remain silent again, which almost made her angry.
"Qian'er, tell mother honestly, are you in love with Lou Xuanying?"
The answer is yes, but if she tells it, can Xuanying still survive?
"Qian'er!" Seeing that he never replied, Yi's mother finally became angry.
"Mom, that's not the case. I'm just waiting and watching. There are four girls in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and no one knows which one they are. If I catch her rashly from the beginning, won't I just catch the wrong person? What if I catch the wrong person? At that time, there would be no chance of getting close to the other three. But I didn¡¯t expect that before my plan could be implemented, my eldest brother would capture her.¡±
Mother Yi stared at his face, wondering if he was telling the truth or bluffing her.
But he was so frank and without the slightest hint of deception that she almost believed him.
She gave birth to her son, and no matter how quiet he was on weekdays, she still understood him. Lan Youxue described so many things that happened to him and Lou Xuanying. If he said that he didn't like Lou Xuanying, she wouldn't believe it, unless Lan Youxue was lying from beginning to end.
She decided to follow his words and ask: "Then do you find out who among the four ladies in the Prime Minister's Mansion is more likely?"
"Mother, I'm not sure. Lou Xuanyun didn't show any special talents until she was insulted. It shouldn't be her. As mother said, I am close to Lou Xuanying, but I don't see any talents in her. In addition to her mouth being more cunning than ordinary people, she can't even write well, let alone music, chess, calligraphy and painting."
He opened his eyes and told lies to hide the past for Lou Xuanying. In fact, not long after he met her, he discovered that she was different from ordinary people. She was a big white dog, a rat infestation in Prince Jing's palace
Although he didn¡¯t know how she did it, he was still sure of it.
"Yeah?"
"Mom, yes, if you don't believe it, just test her chess, calligraphy and painting skills and you will know clearly. Lou Xuanya is known as the 'most talented woman in the imperial city', Qian'er still agrees that she is the one in the prophecy!"
He really doesn¡¯t want anything to happen to Xuanying. If something unexpected happens to her this time when she is captured and brought to Fuyang Villa, he will never forgive himself in this life.
"Since you thought it was Lou Xuanya, when 'Kang Ying' led people into Prince Yi's Mansion, and there was a clear chance to take her away, why did you try to stop her? 'Kang Ying' almost ran away after he came back."
"Mom, you weren't there at the time. You didn't know how dangerous his situation was. Vice General Jiang sent people to surround Prince Yi's mansion. 'Kangying' was still fighting, and Prime Minister Lou gave up the hostages in their hands. If not I blocked the sword and asked them to retreat, and they might have become prisoners long ago."
She looked at her son suspiciously, trying to distinguish between what was real and what was not.?Not really.
"I will continue to investigate. If it's her, I don't believe in leaving her here. She won't show off! Mom will have a chat with her alone soon." Yi's mother had her own plans. However, when she heard that she wanted to be alone After looking for Lou Xuanying, Yi Junqian's expression changed slightly. When she saw it, she snorted coldly, "Qian'er, don't forget that you are a descendant of the Fu Yang royal family. Don't think that I don't know that you actually entered the palace and gave it to that dog." The emperor becomes a painter!¡±
"Mom, Qian'er will never forget that becoming a painter is a temporary measure, just to collect inside information."
"What inside story did you find?"
"Mo Xuanming is not as glamorous as he appears. He has a hidden illness and his health is deteriorating. There will definitely be a selection for the crown prince soon, and he attaches great importance to Mo Jinghao. The crown prince position is almost definitely his, but Qian'er got the news. , Mo Jinghao was poisoned by the Ice Soul Snake Venom, there was no antidote, and his life was short-lived. The most likely successor was Mo Hongyi. The eldest prince was not favored, but he was a ruthless person. In order to fight for the throne, he would definitely No matter what the means, we will stand still and wait for them to kill each other and then destroy the Xuanmo Dynasty in one fell swoop."
Mother Yi's eyes widened in shock, and then she shook her head in disbelief: "Impossible, there is no antidote for the ice snake venom, so there is no way he can survive."
"Mom, this is the news Qian'er inquired about. I'm not sure whether it's true or not, but it can't be made out of nothing, right? It's not clear how he will survive. I will continue to let people investigate secretly."
Yi¡¯s mother was calm, her face still looking surprised, and after a long time she waved to Yi Junqian.
"Qian'er, you have always had your own opinion. I hope you really know what you are doing. You shoulder the important task of restoring the Fu Yang royal family, so you must be cautious. Mother doesn't want to interfere with your decision. You can take charge of it yourself, Qian'er. You go out first and call Lou Xuanying in."
"Mom, what do you want to do when you find her alone?"
Mother Yi glanced at him and asked, "What? Didn't you say you don't like her? Before I even found her, why were you worried about what she would do to me?"
Yi Junqian was helpless. It was not that he was worried, but that he knew their temperaments. They both had strong tempers. He was afraid of making trouble. Lou Xuanying was not sure if she would do something drastic when she was impulsive. After all, what was her strength? Not sure yet.
¡°Mom, I¡¯ll stay too¡¡±
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