In the afternoon, Qinghui garden.

Qinghui garden, originally a royal garden, is a good place for summer vacation.

The Qinghui garden is huge, including mountains, forests and lakes. You can't go in for a day.

Mu Yi'an walks on the path outside the Qinghui garden, with dense weeds on both sides. This generation is said to be the place where the former imperial concubine lived. Because the imperial concubine was killed here, it is said that there are innocent souls who have claimed their lives and have been abandoned for a long time. On weekdays, few people come.

In summer, the cool wind blows across the lake, rippling with endless ripples.

Mu Yi'an shook his wrist, opened the folding fan and gently fanned it. A faint aroma came out from the folding fan, blowing away the dry heat and sultry air.

It's very quiet here. There's no one in sight.

The path of the bluestone slab was covered with moss. Walking on it was smooth. He almost fell down several times. Fortunately, his body shape and footwork were always good, so he could stabilize his body shape.

Turning the path, there is a vermilion door. Because it is abandoned here, the vermilion paint on it is mottled and falls off, which looks like a sense of vicissitudes.

Mu Yi'an gently pushed the door open, and the heavy wooden door made a dull squeak, which was creepy even in the daytime, and a chill took off from the bottom of his heart.

The interior is dirty and littered with things. The former bustling palace is now dilapidated. The window lattice is broken and hung on the window frame, making a creaking sound with the wind.

Walking inside, the cold wrapped around him, as if he had entered the ice cellar. There were dark winds blowing under his feet, as if something was about to break through the earth.

Mu Yi'an's face turned pale, as if frightened.

Pedal pedal pedal, there is a rapid sound of footsteps coming from behind.

Mu Yi'an suddenly turned around and saw a hurried figure squeeze in through the crack of the door. She walked quickly, a little flustered and almost hit Mu Yi'an.

She paused and looked up at him.

Her eyes were full of worry and helplessness. Worried, she asked, "brother an, how are you? I heard you're not in good health?"

Mu Yi'an coughed and shook his head: "it's no big deal. What's the matter with you coming to me?"

Yun Jiao looked a little strange: "I'm looking for you, not you looking for me?"

Mu Yi'an frowned: "I received your letter, asked me to come here to see you, and said there was something important to discuss."

"Brother an, talk nonsense. When did I write to you? I've been busy serving the emperor these days. Where do I have time to write letters!" She has just entered the palace. It is the time of Sheng Chong. She accompanies the emperor from morning to night every day. Where does she have time to find Mu Yian.

Mu Yi'an frowned and said, "No."

"Emperor... Emperor, Queen... Empress?"

At the same time, Cui Huan's panic voice came from outside the door.

"Emperor, she's in there." This is the Queen's voice.

Yunjiao immediately realized what was wrong. She turned and walked out, but before she reached the door, she heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming from outside the door. The sound of footsteps alone had made her angry.

Yun Jiao was frightened and looked back in panic: "you go..."

Her voice stopped suddenly, looked at Mu Yi'an in front of her and widened her eyes.

Mu Yi'an in front of her changed her appearance in the moment she turned her head, not only her appearance, but also her clothes.

Looking at her familiar and annoying face, yunjiao lost her voice: "you..."

"Xiao Qiao has seen Princess Yun." Yi Xiaoqiao respectfully blessed his body. Once he changed his just thick, he was already as thin as a woman.

Is Yi Xiaoqiao pretending to be mu Yian to see her?

Yunjiao's lips twitched, and thoughts flashed in her head like overturning rivers and seas, but there was a squeak after listening to her. She hurried forward to hold Yi Xiaoqiao's hand and helped her up: "Xiaoqiao, you're too polite. You and my sister, why did you need these red tape."

The expression on Qian Yu's face changed a little and frowned.

Yunjiao seemed to wake up from a dream and turned back to salute: "my concubine, see the emperor. The emperor is blessed."

Yi Xiaoqiao saluted with the appearance of Yun Jiao: "I see the emperor. The emperor is blessed."

Qian Yu stood with her hands down, looked at the two people coldly, and glanced sideways at the queen around her.

There was no fluctuation on the Queen's face, only looked at them in surprise and said with a smile: "my concubine knew that it must be those servants' nonsense. Princess Yun was pure and clean. How could she do something without face, just..."

The queen looked at Yi Xiaoqiao with suspicious eyes: "who is this man? It seems that she has never seen him."

Yunjiao and Yi Xiaoqiao still kept the appearance of saluting. Qian Yu didn't say it, and they didn't dare to move.

Yunjiao smiled softly: "back to the emperor, this is the concubine you pointed out to... The North King, Mrs. Qiao."

"Mrs. Joe?" Qian Yu thought about it and looked at Yi Xiaoqiao: "look up."

Yi Xiaoqiao's eyebrows jumped. If she was the person she was most afraid to see in the world, it was definitely Qian Yu. After hesitating for a while, she slowly raised her chin, but didn't raise her eyes to see it. She maintained the look of low eyebrows and convergence, especially obedience.

Qian Yu walked in slowly with her long legs. He glanced at Yi Xiaoqiao and looked at her all over. Then he asked, "get up first."

Yun Jiao was relieved and stood up with the help of Yi Xiaoqiao: "thank you, Emperor."

Qian Yu looked at Yi Xiaoqiao: "what are you doing here?"

"Return to the emperor, my concubine..."

"I asked her, not you." Qian Yu interrupts Yun Jiao.

Yunjiao's heart jumped and was frozen by his cold voice. Fortunately, she had always been more thoughtful and calm. She just glanced at Yi Xiaoqiao quietly.

"Back to the emperor, I... Concubine... Came to ask for medicine."

Qian Yu frowned, "ask for medicine?"

"The prince was seriously ill and vomited blood. The doctor said he was poisoned." Yi Xiaoqiao looked at Qian Yu quietly, and a little tears flashed in his eyes: "my body has ordered people to look for it all over, but I haven't found any trace. However, I can only come to ask Princess Yun for help."

"Poisoning? How can it be? Who dares to poison the North King!"

"I don't know. I only know that the poison comes from Xi Chui." Yi Xiaoqiao slowly raised his eyes, quickly glanced at Qian Yu, and then said respectfully, "my concubine is a woman with low status and shallow knowledge. Seeing that my husband is tortured by poison day and night, there is nothing to do. I can only ask the emperor, my mother, to save my husband's life."

Yi Xiaoqiao fell to the ground and felt his nose sour and blurred in front of his eyes.

Qian Yu looked down at Yi Xiaoqiao with a cold flash in his eyes. He leaned down and grabbed Yi Xiaoqiao's arm: "Mrs. Qiao doesn't have to be like this. The North King is the backbone of our country. The safety of the frontier depends on him. I will try my best to save him."

"By the way, do you know who poisoned him?"