Ning Lan, who returned to Wanxi palace, immediately opened the brocade box and looked at the secret recipe of chrysanthemum tea given by Princess Mei. Three days ago, Ning Lan knelt down and begged Mei Fei for help. I got the result today... That magic puppet was made by Xu Liangren... Who is Xu Liangren? Why did she frame her mother? Although the material evidence is available, how to find the human evidence? Now Fengxiang is dead

Just a few days, first witchcraft puppets; The second is the imprisonment of the mother imperial concubine; Again, Fengxiang drowned. A series of things happened one after another, which made her stronger than ever before.

Ning Lan took the brocade bag to save her mother, carefully hid it, and took her maid out of Wanxi palace. She's going to see Jiang Meimei herself. She's going to the Xixiang palace.

Caishi and Caihua followed behind Ning Lan. Although they didn't understand why the third princess went to the West Chamber palace, they knew that the third princess was now their master.

Yun Zhi asked softly, "madam, the three princesses are outside the hall and say they want to knock on you, madam. I don't know..."

Jiang Meimei, lying on the bed, lifted her Phoenix eyes slightly. After hearing Yunzhi's questions, she sat up. Picked up the embroidered pillow and smashed it at Yunzhi.

Jiang Mei's eyes were red and glared at Yun Zhi and shouted, "dead slave, I can't see you."

Yunzhi holds Jiang Meimei and smashes her embroidered pillow. He whispers, "madam, calm down. Madam, the slave is brave. The slave thinks it's better to see."

Jiang Meimei said angrily, "why? That bitch made me lose my child. Now her child is coming to see me laugh?"

"Niang Niang... The servant said back that Niang has rested?" Yun Zhi said, knowing that Jiang Meimei was angry and sad about miscarriage

Yunzhi was about to get up and leave when Jiang Meimei stopped: "wait, let's think... Yunzhi, the three princesses have never been to the West Chamber palace. Why do you come today?" is it for her mother's sake?

Cloud quality thought of Ning Lan's hatred eyes in Wanxi palace that day, and he burst into a cold sweat. Although the princess is only a child, she is not an ordinary child. Who in the palace doesn't know? Who doesn't know?