Neverland

The night wind swirls in through an uneven window seam, blowing the hollowed-out window edge to whine.The white flag in the mourning hall gently raised a corner, accompanied by the sobbing and muffled sound of the wind, it made people break out in a cold sweat for no reason.

"Sure enough." Yan Cen said.

Xu Muzhou rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, first looked at Song Xueyao in a daze, then turned his head to look at Yan Cen, and asked, "...what the hell?"

Yan Cen took the needles from Xin Yi's hand, and waved them in front of Xu Muzhou's eyes: "The man in black wants to take this thing back——Song Xueyao died strangely, but the reason why she escaped the imperial physician's inspection safely is because Because there was a lily needle that sealed the main vein and left a breath, she looked ruddy, as if she was asleep. But as long as the breath is released, her good look will be gone. As long as she survives the coffin On that day, if you take back the golden needle the next day, you won’t be able to find anything if you feel the pulse.”

Xu Muzhou: "..."

What black technology of Chinese medicine is this, he thought.

"Liu Yingying didn't expect this kind of poison to kill Song Xueyao before, but the problem is that the lack of information led to an oolong, and Song Xueyao is really dead." Xu Muzhou said: "So she was afraid that she would be found out, so she didn't know what to do. Have to seal Song Xueyao's body with golden needles to make it look like she died normally?"

Yan Cen stuffed the needle back into Xin Yi's hand, and gave a hum in agreement.

"Liu Yingying's heart is very poisonous, what's wrong with such a mind of calculating human life." Xu Muzhou sighed.

"My lord!" Xin Yi saw the golden needle being pulled out of Song Xueyao's body, and watched her last breath of anger dissipate with his own eyes, his eyes were reddened, his hands were tightly gripping the edge of the coffin, his nails were about to bleed.

"The matter has come to this, the empress has been harmed by others, shouldn't my lord tell His Majesty to seek justice for the empress?"

"I suggest you calm down for now and don't rush to complain." Xu Muzhou patted her wrist, and said matter-of-factly: "Song Xueyao knew she was going to die in the end, so why didn't she make a big deal out of it and treat herself, but just let things go smoothly?" Pretending to be ignorant? You may not know, but there is something called responsibility definition in law, it’s not that whoever dies is justified.”

Xin Yi was at a loss for words for a moment: "Your Majesty—"

"Hush——" Xu Muzhou put his index finger on his lips and made a silent gesture, saying meaningfully: "At the last moment, hold your breath and don't put a layer of dust on your mother's affairs."

Xu Muzhou has partnered with Yan Cen for a long time, not to mention learning, but he has learned six to seven points of the ability to bluff people.Xin Yi was taken aback by his half-covered attitude, and really felt that he had more plans.

"Don't tell anyone what happened today." While Xu Muzhou was talking to Xin Yi, Yan Cen had already walked to the door. Before leaving, he seemed to remember something. Xiao Douding deliberately lowered his voice and said: "Otherwise, it will not be just your business."

Song Xueyao is dead, but her son is still alive. A child in the harem without a mother's protection is walking on thin ice. If someone is watching him, whether he can grow up well or not is another matter.

Yan Cen knew better than Xu Muzhou where the other party's Achilles' heel was. Two sticks, one big and one small, were precisely hit seven inches above. Xin Yi opened his mouth, but suddenly found that he seemed to be choked by something, and shuddered. No sound came out.

"Very good." Xu Muzhou said with satisfaction: "If you are free, why don't you find that bone flute for your mother."

Yan Cen pushed open the door of the hall, and the night wind from outside poured in, instantly swallowing up the whimpering wind that had just begun to linger around the beam.

The weather tonight is fine, Xu Muzhou looked up at the stars and moon hanging high in the sky, those stars were not much brighter than the light of fireflies, but they were the only light in the night.

Candles were extinguished everywhere in the middle of the night, and the whole city was half dead silent. Xu Muzhou and Yan Cen walked side by side on the palace road, looking at the buildings around them that had not changed for thousands of years and the brick red palace walls, there was a sense of anachronism. illusion.

"So I really don't like this kind of dynasty." Xu Muzhou said.

Yan Cen glanced at him: "Huh?"

"What you said before seems to be correct. Wei Wenxuan didn't regard Meng Wanqing as an independent person at all—no, he didn't seem to regard anyone as an independent person either. This social system is so ignorant and arrogant. , Meng Wanqing herself is not qualified to deal with her own body, self-mutilation will be regarded as a challenge to authority, and will be punished. Song Xueyao just doesn't want to linger on, so she has to be careful, lest she be labeled as 'suicide'." Xu Muzhou Said: "Thinking about it carefully, in such a suffocating environment, it seems understandable that Song Xueyao and Meng Wanqing would hug each other to keep warm."

Xu Muzhou raised his wrist, and the hydrangea fell down, swaying lightly in mid-air.

Under the moonlight, it can be clearly seen that this hydrangea has turned half white, and only the last third of the black is still attached to it. The black mucus is flowing slowly, like flowing blood.

"Brother Yan." Xu Muzhou said, "What do you think Song Xueyao's obsession will be?"

"Song Xueyao was murdered, but she died willingly, so I don't think her obsession is to avenge her wrongdoing." Yan Cen looked back and said lightly: "Maybe her obsession is for Leaving the whole body of Meng Wanqing, perhaps to seek justice for Meng Wanqing, or something else that we haven't guessed - obsession with this kind of thing is very interesting, it may seem trivial and inconspicuous, but For the subjects of the mission, this is their desire to go deep into the soul."

"I understand, just like in the eyes of children, losing a candy is equivalent to the sky falling. But in the eyes of adults, this is just an insignificant matter, and different angles have different views." Xu Muzhou shrugged : "It's just that adults can think that a candy is insignificant, but they can't think that a candy is insignificant to children."

"Yes." Yan Cen pinched the back of his neck approvingly, and praised, "That's right."

The original long palace road seems to be gradually widening, and the distance between the palace gates connected by the palace road is also shortening.It wasn't until Xu Muzhou walked through the second door within 10 minutes that he realized that something seemed wrong.

"Where is this going?" Xu Muzhou suddenly realized that this didn't seem to be the way back to Pingjianying, so he couldn't help asking: "Is there any other place to go?"

"Go and have a look at Liu Yingying." Yan Cen smiled and said, "Whether Song Xueyao wants to get her wronged or not, this Concubine Lu is not innocent."

Xu Muzhou was taken aback.

The hydrangea on his wrist seemed to be infected with his body temperature, becoming warm and mellow, and the black mucus surging on it was also shaking slightly with Xu Muzhou's walking movements.Xu Muzhou suddenly found that the black liquid on it was falling in a very slow trend following their pace.

Once the Awakening of Insects is over, half of spring is over.

The permafrost turns into water, and the vegetation is in spring.

The farther away you are from Changqiu Palace, the more shallow the sense of life and death that is set off by the white candles in the mourning hall. Spring is in full bloom in the resplendent and resplendent palace city. Who still remembers that two lives were left behind last winter.

Except for him and Yan Cen, two outsiders who are not recognized by the times, who else would know that Song Xueyao still has an obsession that cannot be buried even if she dies.

Liu Yingying's mother's family is not inferior to Song Xueyao's, and in this palace, there are only one person under ten thousand, and the separated palace is also very close to Wei Wenxuan's main hall.From the Changqiu Palace, it will take less than half an hour to walk outside.

This kind of buildings like palaces and buildings are usually divided into large areas, just like Song Xueyao's residence can cover an area of ​​a residential area, and the same is true for Liu Yingying.

After crossing the central axis of the entire palace city, and going west through two gates, it is actually Liu Yingying's territory.

Unlike Song Xueyao's clean and tidy style, Liu Yingying seems to like flowers very much. Xu Muzhou smelled a choking smell of pollen from a long distance, as if someone had thrown her into a flower waiting to be pollinated. In the flowers.

"My mother—" Xu Muzhou covered his mouth and nose, and said in a muffled voice, "Did she become a bee?"

"Perhaps." Yan Cen said with a smile: "It is not often said in the scriptures that the delicate and beautiful peonies watered by the emperor himself have turned into essence, and they come to find the emperor to repay the marriage for a lifetime—"

"I suspect that you are driving and have evidence." Xu Muzhou interrupted him indifferently, pinched the bridge of his nose again, and after a while the uncomfortable feeling of not being able to sneeze, he said in a low voice: "I didn't see that You used to poison someone’s wife to repay your kindness, I suggest you read less low-level novels... and peony essence, piranha essence is about the same.”

Yan Cen burst into laughter.

"Don't laugh." Xu Muzhou said angrily: "Why don't you think about how to get in, the guard post outside her main entrance is comparable to the security checkpoint of the high-speed rail station, I think it's impossible to sneak away—or beat them into a coma gone."

There are guards guarding the palace outside the palace walls, guard posts are set up at the main entrance and side gates, and the guards are so strict that even a bird cannot fly in just by the vigor.

So, it's really nonsense to try the forbidden fruit and jump over the wall to have sex, Xu Muzhou thought, the magic transformation of film and television dramas is harmful.

There were guards outside the gate, and the palace walls were ridiculously high.There is no point of support on the bare walls on both sides, and it is an impossible task to climb up on the flat ground. Xu Muzhou does not doubt that Yan Cen can use it to go up, but he doubts himself very much.

"...Why so violent." Yan Cen disapproved, and said earnestly: "We must resolve disputes peacefully as much as possible."

Xu Muzhou: "..."

Who are you talking about?Xu Muzhou was dumbfounded.Give me back my brother Yan, hurry up.

Before Xu Muzhou was ashamed to ask the new peace ambassador to express his attitude and plan, Xu Muzhou saw Yan Cen open the side seam of his belt, and Shi Shiran took out a paper bag from it.

——This paper bag looks familiar, very familiar, Xu Muzhou thought, it looks exactly the same as the bag of Mongolian sweat medicine seized by Yan Cen in Song Xueyao's mourning hall.

"..." Xu Muzhou said sincerely, "I believe in your evil."