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Great Elder Ling Qingming had brought people to do some work at the foot of the mountain. In recent days, someone had died at the newly opened Hundred Herb Hall in Yuzhou City. This Hundred Herb Hall had been single-handedly established by the Elder Courtyard. The reason was because of the Tianmen Mountain and the secret stronghold to contact the outside world. He did not want the officials to notice him because of the sudden death of someone.

The reason he came out of the mountain this time was to investigate this matter. He sat in the carriage and closed his eyes to rest. He thought back to how he felt when his master passed down the position of Sect Master to Miao Yunzhen many years ago.

Now that Miao Yunzhen was so ill, Ling Qing Ming's mind gradually became active. He would either become a Sect Master, or cultivate a person from the Sect Master who was close to him. He had been sparring with the Second Elder recently, forcing Miao Yunzhen to choose the Sect Master. The Second Elder thought highly of Chen Yun Zhi, but Ling Qingming felt that Yan Fei was the person that Miao Yunzhen would nurture into his future Sect Master.

There was a saying of a Young Lord in the Tianmen Mountain, but who was this Young Lord? Was it Wen Sirong or Yan Fei? The more Ling Qing Ming looked at Yan Fei, the more he felt that he was the legendary Young Lord.

"Elder, we're almost at the Yuzhou!"

Ling Qingming rubbed his neck. Recently, he felt weak all over. He couldn't find the reason, so he put it aside.

He was about to get off the carriage to rest, but he didn't expect that there were a lot of men in black lying in ambush by the roadside.

"Kill!"

Ling Qingming smirked. "A petty thief, huh …"

Before he could circulate his power, blood suddenly flowed out from the corner of his mouth and his vision gradually blurred. Being in the Tianmen Mountain, he naturally knew that he had been poisoned. Who is it? Miao Yunzhen? It was still Du Zhouli!

Without time to think, he ran forward. Who would have thought that it would be blocked by a youth in embroidered clothes?

"It's you …" Ouyang Jinse! "

Ling Qingming gritted his teeth. He had never thought that after so many years of scheming, he would fall under the hands of someone else.

"First Elder, how have you been …"

"Why?"

"Second Elder said that you're too nosy!"

Ouyang Jinse clapped his hands and the black clothed men surged forward once again. After killing Ling Qingming, Du Zhouli would definitely be in the clan of elders in Tianmen Mountain.

Smirking at the corpse on the ground, Miao Yunzhen was almost there as well.

Not long after they left, there was someone not far from them. Seeing that the matter was settled, they hurriedly escaped.

Inside the Tianmen Mountain room, a slender hand held up a teacup, and lightly sipped. The Great Clan Elder is dead! "

After hearing the news, Soong Jinyu rushed from the back mountain to Miao Yunzhen's courtyard.

"Master, the grand elder …"

"Someone killed him …"

Miao Yunzhen remained calm and collected, this time, Ling Qingming's death was within his expectations.

"What's wrong? It was just a dead person! There's someone who can't stand it any longer and wants to attack us! "

Soong Jinyu could not hold it in anymore, "This is not a normal cat or dog, it's the Great Clan Elder from the Tianmen Mountain!" She didn't understand why her Master was so calm. Could it be that he knew who the murderer was?

"How dare you!"

Miao Yunzhen threw the teacup on the ground, "I am letting you off too easily!"

"Master, is someone from our family involved?" Soong Jinyu was dissatisfied with Miao Yunzhen's attitude. She was in a hurry to find the culprit, because she was afraid that the next person to be harmed would be her master.

"Men, send the young miss back to her room. You are not allowed to go out unless you have something to do!"

"Master... "Humph!" Soong Jinyu was so angry that she didn't understand why her master was so angry.

Miao Yunzhen waited for her to leave and said meaningfully: "My good disciple, you should learn to be a little more stupid."

He would teach her to hide her strength,

There were some things that couldn't be revealed, and there were some schemes that didn't necessarily mean that breaking through them was the best course of action.

When Yan Fei rushed over, Soong Jinyu was already locked up. He walked over to Miao Yunzhen and pleaded for her, "Jinyu is still young, I hope master can forgive her."

"We don't have much time left?"

Miao Yunzhen looked at Yan Fei and said: "Fei'er, you keep an eye on Little Eleven. She's always been a smart girl."

"The emperor is taking medicine more and more frequently. Eunuch Li has sent someone to deliver a letter."

Yan Fei frowned, he knew the severity of his master's words. Right now, Soong Jinyu being bestowed a marriage with the Emperor was not a good thing for their Tianmen Mountain.

That was why Master had repeatedly denied her being with Prince Yu. But with her junior sister's personality, she could do whatever she wanted.

Within the palace …

After the Emperor consumed the spiritual medicine, his body gradually recovered. However, after he was angered by the crown prince the last time, he was always exhausted and powerless. He wanted to summon Miao Yunzhen to the palace, but he received news that Sect Master Miao was already extremely ill.

"Forget it, forget it!" He impatiently pushed away the bowl of medicinal soup, then took a spiritual herb from beside his pillow and put it in his mouth.

Eunuch Li was shocked. Although the effects of the pill were good, Sect Master Miao had said that one pill every three days was the best. The emperor was actually relying on this medicine every day.

After the Noble Consort Jia led Heeyi to see the emperor, she was stopped by people in the imperial garden.

"Imperial Concubine, the empress would like to invite you over."

The two of them had met the empress and discovered that the palace had actually become a pampered guest.

So she was actually the second young miss, Rong Qing'er, of the Mansion of Duke Rong.

"Quickly sit down, Qing'er is here to visit us today."

"This subject's mother often mentions the Empress at home. She's the most benevolent person in the world." Rong Qing'er's mother, the Madam Duke Rong, was born to the Queen Mother's direct daughter.

Heeyi rolled her eyes, this was all an act!

The Noble Consort Jia laughed, "Qing'er is indeed a beauty with bright eyes. Not only is she beautiful, her words are also good."

The Queen smiled.

"That's right, she is the precious daughter of the Duke Rong at home!" Noble Consort Shu was also present, full of praise for Rong Qing'er.

Rong Qing'er generously received the praises of the Empress and the Noble Consort Jia, "Qing'er, the more I see, the more I like you. How about I point out a marriage to you? "

When he heard that the empress was going to propose marriage, Rong Qing's face reddened even though he knew it.

She knelt down. "But based on the Empress's decision …"

"I heard that you met Mingye early? Is that true? " The Queen brought up Prince Yu, causing Rong Qing'er's face to turn red.

Heeyi felt unwell in her heart. What did the Empress want to do? Noble Consort Shu also had a cold face, but she couldn't do anything because the empress was the master of the six palaces.

Noble Consort Jia felt that this matter had nothing to do with him, so she just stood there and watched.

Rong Qing said, "This subject's daughter was naughty when she was young, and was coaxed by my brother to the point that she couldn't get down from the tree. It's …"

"It was His Highness Prince Yu who saved my daughter."

When the empress heard this, she became anxious immediately. "Ah, Mansion of Duke Rong is really something, I shouldn't have said it earlier."

"If I had known earlier, I would have thought it was a marriage string."

Heeyi stood up and was about to say something when Noble Consort Jia pulled at her with all her might, giving her a look so that she would not be impatient.

Rong Qing'er said shyly, "His Highness, he …"

"Forget it. A few days ago, the Emperor bestowed the marriage upon him. I am not very satisfied."

The Empress's words were fake, she was afraid that the Emperor would point out a good marriage to Zhongli Mingye, and had stirred it up countless times. Rong Qing's face was filled with disappointment. No wonder her father suggested to be the next wife.

Given his status, this was why he was acting as the crown prince's imperial concubine. Why do you want to be a side concubine,

Thus, her face turned pale.

As if she didn't see her expression, the empress continued speaking.

Even when the Noble Consort Jia left and Princess Heeyi excused herself to leave, the empress was still holding Rong Qing'er's hand and talking non-stop.

"Qing'er, that wild girl saved the princess' life and married the emperor."

"Although you felt a bit wronged, you entered the manor first and waited for the child to be born before you took care of it."

Rong Qing'er lowered her head, and no one could see her expression.

"…"

The Queen looked at Rong Qing'er and took her hand. "Good child …"

"I've let you down. I'm your backer."