Neverland

——It’s Xin Yi.

Xu Muzhou, who followed closely behind, was slightly taken aback, apparently not expecting her to be here waiting for them.

Xin Yi was holding Song Xueyao's son in his arms, and Xiao Douding was dressed exquisitely, sitting in Xin Yi's arms, sleeping on her shoulder, not knowing what time it was.

Xin Yi stood beside Song Xueyao's coffin, as if she had been waiting for them for a long time.

Xu Muzhou closed the door with his backhand, and looked at Xin Yi warily, not quite sure what she meant by bringing her children here in the middle of the night.

"My lord." Seeing this, Xin Yi lowered his eyes slightly and said, "Excuse me for the inconvenience."

Although Xin Yi is only a court lady, she still holds the eldest prince in her arms, so of course she doesn't need to salute the two courtiers.

Yan Cen stopped three steps away from her, and hummed to indicate that he heard.

Xin Yi stood in the candlelight, her eyebrows drooped, and there was a touch of red in the corner of her eyes, as if she had cried.When Xu Muzhou saw her in the afternoon, she was still speaking forcefully and confidently, but now that she had only seen her for half a day, she looked haggard.

"There is no one in this mourning hall today. If your lord has anything to ask me, you can ask me. In front of the empress, Xin Yi will know everything to say." Xin Yi gently patted the little prince's back while comforting him. Sleeping peacefully, he said in a low voice: "Besides, if you go out of this door today, Xin Yi can forget everything about what your lord asked."

Xin Yi didn't look directly at Yan Cen and Xu Muzhou when she spoke. She bowed her head obediently, showing her slender and fragile neck, as if showing weakness.

——She should have confirmed it, Xu Muzhou thought.

Xin Yi must have gone to the firewood room at the back to confirm that Song Xueyao was really killed before she opened up to answer their questions.

This is a good thing for Xu Muzhou. The foreign maid beside Meng Wanqing does not understand the language, and she will not know more than Xin Yi.The confidants around the empress, this is a database.

Hearing this, Yan Cen looked sideways at Xu Muzhou.

Xu Muzhou was not polite either, he opened his mouth and asked, "...how did Meng Wanqing die, do you know?"

Xin Yi was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't think why Xu Muzhou asked Song Xueyao first, but another woman.But fortunately, since she put the treasure on the two of them, she didn't hesitate any more, so she made up her mind and told the truth.

"Concubine Shu committed suicide." Xin Yi said calmly: "She was too hot-tempered, and somehow she knew about the destruction of her mother clan, so she didn't want to serve His Majesty anymore. She dug out a part of herself The bones didn't heal well, and it just went away after a long time."

"She made a flute for Song Xueyao, right?" Xu Muzhou asked again.

"...Yes." Xin Yi said: "It was made of the leg bones of Concubine Shu. She spent more than twenty days peeling this flute, and passed away the next day after peeling it."

"They seem to have a very good relationship." Xu Muzhou said, "Why did she give Song Xueyao such a strange gift?"

Xin Yi didn't refute Xu Muzhou's words righteously this time, she was silent for a moment before whispering: "...I don't know.

"Concubine Shu is young, and she often loves to come and play with the empress. She left her home and had no one to rely on in the palace. The empress took pity on her and took care of her from time to time. They stayed together almost every day, and it was normal for them to have a good relationship." Xin Yi said: "As for the bone flute - I heard from Sakir that the children in their grassland will go back to Changshengtian after they die, but Concubine Shu still wants to accompany the empress, so she left this. This flute It is extremely precious on the grassland, and it cannot be entrusted to those who do not treat each other sincerely."

"How can my lord understand the pain of the women in the deep palace... The walls of the palace are several feet high, and the women in the palace are fighting fiercely. Everyone wants to climb on the empress's head. The empress herself doesn't like to fight, but no one will let her go." She." Xin Yi said: "All the weak waters in the harem are like this, only Concubine Shu is not."

Xu Muzhou licked his lips, and didn't know how to answer for a while, so he could only say dryly: "...This relationship is really good."

"Concubine Shu is a very innocent girl." Xin Yi said: "She is very simple."

It can be seen, Xu Muzhou thought.In fact, with just a few words like this, he could draw the outline of a girl in his mind—she came from thousands of miles away and married a completely strange man.But the girl from the prairie has the free water of the Zimu River flowing in her bones. She has seen the blue sky prairie and sang the longest song on a horse.The rich life and the cage-like Miyagi couldn't erase her arrogance, so she didn't make any further compromises.

So after learning the truth, Meng Wanqing refused to get close to her enemy. She dug out her own bones and made them the most precious thing in the grassland, and gave it to the only person she was close to as a gift.

Xu Muzhou no longer wants to gossip about whether Meng Wanqing and Song Xueyao are in love. Love is a very complicated but pure feeling. Family, love and friendship are mixed together. What kind.

But it is undeniable that Meng Wanqing is unrestrained, decent, and independent—she is undoubtedly free and a soul that is incompatible with this era.

Resentment and hatred are clear, the heart of a child.Xu Muzhou sighed a little, but also admired Meng Wanqing very much.

"...Where's that flute?" Xu Muzhou asked.

The progress bar reacted very loudly when they found the bone flute, so Xu Muzhou naturally put it on a higher priority.

"It's lost." Xin Yi frowned slightly when talking about this matter, looking a little annoyed: "The empress passed away in a hurry. It’s valuable, and I can’t take it out, it should still be in the palace, but I just need to look for it.”

Xu Muzhou and Yan Cen looked at each other, some did not expect the answer to be so easy.

"What about Song Xueyao." Xu Muzhou said, "She died so suddenly, so no one will suspect her?"

Speaking of Song Xueyao, Xin Yi's mood obviously fluctuated. She didn't even care that Xu Muzhou called Song Xueyao by her first name, but closed her eyes fiercely, and the red marks at the corners of her eyes suddenly deepened a little.Xu Muzhou watched as her hand clenched by her side clenched her nails into her palm.

"No." Xin Yi took a deep breath, his voice a little hoarse: "I am with the empress every day——Since the empress Shu left, the empress has always been depressed. In the last days of her words, There is always the intention of leaving, so I always feel..."

That's why I think Song Xueyao may have committed suicide.

It all makes sense.

"Those medicines won't make her die now." Yan Cen said: "Did anything happen to Song Xueyao before she died... the kind that no one else knows about."

For some reason, Xin Yi subconsciously glanced at the child in his arms. Although he knew he was fast asleep and couldn't hear, he still reached out and gently covered his ears.

"Empress, she..." Xin Yi gritted his teeth: "She accidentally injured her body a few days ago, and she can no longer bear children."

Xu Muzhou: "..."

——I have a bold guess, Xu Muzhou thought in shock.

Xin Yi said it was unintentional, who knows if he was afraid of their excuse of working for Wei Wenxuan.

Xu Muzhou subconsciously looked at Yan Cen's expression, but saw that the other party didn't seem shocked, as if no matter what Song Xueyao said, it was just an auxiliary condition, one of the clues to achieve the final result.

What's more, Yan Cen didn't care whether Song Xueyao did it on purpose or not, whether it was a body injury or a common cold, anyway, he would not really tell Wei Wenxuan the result of the investigation.

"So she ran into this before her body recovered, right?" Yan Cen asked again.

"Yes." Xin Yi said.

Seeing Yan Cen's thoughtful look, Xu Muzhou couldn't help asking: "Brother Yan, what's the matter?"

"I have a guess." Yan Cen said.

Generally, Yan Cen will say what he thinks, then this matter is almost 70.00% certain.

"It just so happens that you are here, go and see if there is anything on your mother's body." Yan Cen took off the saber at his waist, used the handle of the knife to poke a few big holes on Xin Yi's body, and ordered naturally: "Just It’s inconvenient for me to see these places.”

The places Yan Cen pointed out were all around the woman's chest and abdomen, and if you want to check it, you have to take off your clothes for inspection.Song Xueyao was a girl anyway, Yan Cen would not want to offend too much if it was not necessary, it would be much more convenient to have Xin Yi around.

Xin Yi was a little puzzled, but obediently obeyed.

She gently placed the child in her arms on a stool beside her, then saluted Yan Cen and Xu Muzhou, and went to the coffin.

Xin Yi hesitated before reaching out, turned his head and glanced at Yan Cen, seeing that the other party had already turned around to avoid suspicion, he made up his mind and untied Song Xueyao's belt.

With his back to the coffin, Xu Muzhou could only hear the rustling of cloth rubbing in his ears. He elbowed Yan Cen and asked, "Guess what?"

"The fact that Song Xueyao's body was destroyed must be a secret, and Liu Yingying probably didn't know about it, so she made an oolong." Yan Cen said: "As for Song Xueyao, according to Xin Yi, she should have discovered that she was killed. As for the poisoning, I just pushed the boat along with the flow and didn't make a sound."

"... Tsk." Xu Muzhou shook his head: "Why bother, she still has a child."

"The medicine is too strong. If Song Xueyao really ruined her foundation at that time and got hit again, it would be difficult to recover even if she stopped the medicine." Yan Cen said, "Is there a big difference between dying in three years and dying in half a month?" , only Song Xueyao knows."

Xu Muzhou sighed, and said, "Maybe I'm vulgar, but I still feel—"

Before he finished speaking, there was an exclamation from behind, Yan Cen turned his head and found that Xin Yi was holding a few golden needles in his hand, staring blankly at Song Xueyao in the coffin.

Yan Cen frowned slightly, turned around and strode over, only to see that Song Xueyao, who was originally ruddy in the coffin, now looked like a deflated ball, the good look on her face faded completely in an instant, and suddenly showed a blue-gray color Get mad.