Chapter 411

Xiao Zimu left Yaohua palace and wanted to go to the emperor to talk about Zheng Zhongguang, but concubine Lian advised him to put the matter aside for two days and discuss everything after Princess Yirou was buried.

Xiao Zimu obeyed her wishes. After all, the mother Princess must know her father better than herself.

He returned to the Yongning hall and wrote a letter, telling pearl that she was a concubine in early summer. In the letter, he mentioned that the matter of asking the emperor to demote Zheng Zhongguang would be delayed for a few days until Princess Yirou was buried.

When I received Xiao Zimu's letter again in early summer, I was staring at Xiao mubai in the study of King Mo's residence to drink medicine. Xiao mubai glanced inadvertently and said faintly after drinking the medicine: "the letter of the seventh younger brother is still very active today."

After reading the letter at the beginning of summer, he handed it to him: "it's really the person of Princess Li. All things now point to her."

After reading the letter, Xiao mubai burned it: "as soon as Princess Yirou makes trouble, Chen Rongrong has to put it aside for the time being. Old general Zhao shut up about lingmen again, and our clues are all broken."

Early summer sighed. They seemed to know a lot. In fact, most of them were just speculation, but there was no empirical evidence to support these conjectures.

Xiao mubai looked at the burned paper and suddenly said, "in fact, there is another person we didn't ask."

"Ah?" At the beginning of summer, my brain turned and my eyes lit up: "Du Hanfei!"

Because of their different positions, and Du Hanfei was knocked into the dust from the clouds by them, naturally he never thought about what he could ask from him.

Xiao mubai got up and pinched her face: "however, don't expect too much. Let's bluff him. It's natural that we can't ask. If we can cheat something, we have the right to be surprised."

In early summer, he couldn't wait to pull him out before he finished.

Now they've broken all clues, and the dead horse should be the living horse doctor.

Du Hanfei was locked up in the death row of Dali temple. When they passed by, they were just in time for Hu Yingmao's duty. Xiao mubai recognized that the official sedan belonged to Hu Yingmao and stopped in front of him on Zang Hong.

Ji Yong, Hu Yingmao's attendant, had never seen Xiao mubai and early summer. Naturally, he didn't know who they were. He shouted at them: "bold, do you know where this is? Do you know whose sedan chair you stopped? If you don't want to go to jail, get out of here."

Han SA rode after them all the way. As soon as he arrived, he heard Ji Yong's nonsense. He patted his palm on the horse's back, and the man had flown out. The next moment, the sword was out of its sheath and put on Ji Yong's neck.

"Well, you see, Han SA has grown a lot after following the Raven for a few days." At the beginning of summer, he tilted his head and tended to the direction of Xiao mubai. He was a little proud of his face and tone.

Xiao mubai originally frowned and looked at him with cold and indifferent eyes. After listening to his words, he saw that he tilted his head, the pear vortex on his face faded, and a look of praise was particularly lovely. He nodded his head to express his appreciation, glanced at the bruises on his cold face, and said slightly disgusted: "it's just a little shabby."

After hearing this, Han Sa's back, which was as tall and straight as loose, stiffened, and the hand holding the sword trembled. He was so frightened that he was just arrogant and domineering. Ji Yong, who shouted loudly, glanced at the unstable blade of the sword and shouted in the car with a bitter face: "Lord Hu, come out and help..."

"What's the matter? What do you shout for help at the gate of Dali temple..." Hu Yingmao's tone was extremely unhappy. He opened the curtain and scolded. When others came out of the sedan chair, he knelt down with a 'plop'.

"Your Highness, why are you here?" Although Hu Yingmao didn't know the beginning of summer, he was in the limelight before leaving Beijing. Xiao mubai, who was greatly favored, naturally knew him.

When Ji Yong saw Hu Yingmao kneeling down, he was stupid on the spot. He heard him call again: "Your Highness the king of ink."

Ji Yong's legs are too soft, but he still can't kneel down, and the cold saber is still on his neck. He can only compensate for his mistake with a vibrato: "my subordinates have eyes and don't know. They collided with the king, your highness King Mo, forgive me, forgive me..."

Hu Yingmao didn't dare to look up and still knelt there: "Lord, the people around me have eyes that don't know Mount Tai. Do you think you can forgive me?"

At the beginning of summer, I chuckled: "Oh, there is still some friendship."

Hu Yingmao heard a joke in his ear. He should not be old enough to argue about the voice. The tone of the voice was not small. What's more, in front of his Highness the king of ink, he didn't know who it was and simply shut up.

Xiao mubai gave Han sa a wink, and Han SA took his sword back to its scabbard.

Ji Yong knelt down, kowtowed and thanked: "more, your Highness the king of ink."

Xiao mubai got off his horse, went to Hu Yingmao's crawling body and helped him: "Lord Hu is so conscientious that he's on duty so late?"

Hu Yingmao was flattered. He didn't dare to put it on Xiao mubai's hand. He got up and said with a flattering smile: "no, today the emperor asked Duke Li to send Princess Yirou's body. The lower official Haosheng took care of it for fear of a mistake, so he got it now."

Xiao mubai nodded and walked over after getting off his horse in early summer.

"Your Highness King Mo came to Dali temple at this time to see Princess Yirou?" Hu Yingmao asked.

Xiao mubai shook his head: "my king, come and see Du Hanfei."

Hu Yingmao was stunned and didn't ask any more questions. He just smiled and said, "let me show you the way."

Xiao mubai was also impolite. He had turned and stepped towards the gate of Dali temple. Hu Yingmao took a few steps to catch up and lead the way in front. While walking in early summer, he asked, "has anyone come to see Du Hanfei?"

Hu Yingmao glanced at the beginning of summer and heard his voice. He knew it was a young man who had just joked about him. He only saw his beautiful face, dusty temperament and luxurious clothes. But with such appearance, he couldn't recognize who it was. He couldn't help looking at Xiao mubai and asked, "who is this?"

"The little Marquis of Xiahou mansion." Xiao mubai's voice was still cold, but his mouth was bent with an imperceptible smile.

"It's the little marquis. No wonder he has unparalleled looks. I've heard so much about him." Hu Yingmao was half flattering and half sincere greetings.

At the beginning of summer, he hissed, "fame? It's a disease name. No one in the whole country knows I'm a sick seedling."

"Where there is, where there is." Although Hu Yingmao said so, he couldn't help but stay away from him. Just then he replied: "Lord min sent a lot of things, but no one has seen them."

At the beginning of the summer, he smiled secretly when he saw that he wanted to be eight feet away from him. After listening to his reply, his face was solemn, slightly raised his eyebrows and asked, "is it true that no one has seen it?"