The prince is hard to serve

After Mu Ziling left, Yan Wenhao sat down again, motioning for Xie Jingyu to continue what he had just said.

Xie Jingyu nodded, and continued: "As you expected, Concubine Liang and Duke Huai did have an affair, and Empress Zhuang's accidental death that year may also be related to them."

Yan Wenhao clenched his hand hidden in his sleeve tightly, and his nails sank deeply into his palm. The slight pain caused by this saved his sanity, "Apart from them, who else did you find?" His eyes were full of tears. Crazy killing intent.

Xie Jingyu raised his eyes to look at him, sighed, and said, "Perhaps Concubine De Gui was also involved, and the reason why you were poisoned is probably inseparable from this concubine who is being favored."

Poured himself a glass of wine, drank it in one gulp, Xie Jingyu continued: "However, I didn't get any conclusive evidence pointing to them. They did it very cautiously. It seems that the people who directly participated in these two incidents back then have been exterminated. , I have searched for so many years, but I can’t find any.”

This really frustrates him a bit.

"Further investigation, the sudden death of the queen mother coincided with the general election of the harem. On that day, many new court ladies entered the palace, and many old court ladies were exiled from the palace." Yan Wenhao's voice was extremely cold: "Among so many people , There will always be one or two involved in this matter, they left by chance, maybe changed their names, maybe hid somewhere trembling... In short, try your best to investigate, someone must be still alive!"

He must find out the truth about his mother's sudden death, and he must make all those who harmed him and his mother pay their due price!

Xie Jingyu clenched the folding fan in his hand, and solemnly promised: "Don't worry, I will definitely help you."

Yan Wenhao looked straight at him, his eyes were a little red: "One day, they will all die!" He will avenge his mother and himself!

Opened his mouth, Xie Jingyu thought for a long time, and found that no matter what words he said were empty, he couldn't comfort Yan Wenhao at this time, so he swallowed the words that came to his mouth, and raised his hand to pat Yan Wenhao's shoulder, He poured another glass of wine for him and comforted him without words.

After drinking this glass of wine in one gulp, the overwhelming anger in his heart did not diminish at all. Yan Wenhao's eyes fell on the wine pot, and before Xie Jingyu could react, he had already picked up the wine pot, raised his head, and drank heavily.

Xie Jingyu grabbed his hand and frowned: "You have just detoxified not long ago, drinking like this, your body will not be able to bear it."

"Just this one time." Yan Wenhao turned his head to look at him, the killing intent in his eyes was very obvious: "Jing Yu, have a good drink with me."

Looking at Yan Wenhao who was like a trapped beast in front of him, Xie Jingyu knew that if he didn't let him vent at this moment, the consequences might be disastrous, so he hesitated for a while, then simply nodded: "Okay, I'll drink with you."

After asking Fuquan to prepare the food and drink, and sent him to guard the door so that no one could be allowed in, Yan Wenhao and Xie Jingyu just drank wine one by one.

They didn't speak to each other again, they just kept drinking until the watchman rang the third watch drum, and seven or eight wine jugs were poured on the ground, and then they finally stopped.

Wine is good wine, even Yan Wenhao's physique is not easy to get drunk. After drinking like this for more than an hour, and he has something on his mind, he will be drunk and unconscious, but Xie Jingyu, who was drinking with him, is not drunk. But because of his strong martial arts, he forced out all the wine he drank.

Half supporting and half hugging the sleeping Yan Wenhao to the bed, Xie Jingyu wiped the sweat from his brow with his hands, and simply sat down on the edge of the bed to rest.

"Mother's queen..." With a murmur, Yan Wenhao did not sleep soundly, his brows were tightly frowned, even in his dream, he was still preoccupied.

Seeing Yan Wenhao like this, Xie Jingyu's eyes flashed with pity, and he remembered the scene when he saw Yan Wenhao for the first time nine years ago.

At that time, Yan Wenhao had just turned nine years old, and had just suffered from a serious illness. He was tortured repeatedly by the illness, his face was pale, and his anger was as thin as a thread. If it was an ordinary child, he would have collapsed and cried loudly after experiencing such a thing, but Yan Wenhao Hao didn't, he just opened his eyes, clasped his hands, and looked at them with a blank expression, fixed and unblinking.

Afterwards, his master accepted Yan Wenhao as an apprentice, and he also had a junior apprentice.

In the next few years, when his master treated Yan Wenhao, he was extremely strict, and even ordered him to stride barefoot and practice swords on a snowy winter day.

He originally thought that there would always be times when such a small child couldn't hold on, but to his surprise, it didn't happen, not even once. task.

One year, two years, three years, from nine to 12 years old, Yan Wenhao grew up like a hungry traveler in the desert, until his master nodded with satisfaction, then threw Yan Wenhao to him, and confessed He took good care of it and traveled around the world by himself.

He has always been alone and doesn't like being restrained. There are very few people who can fall into his eyes. Since his father, mother, and brother passed away one after another when he was ten years old, he has been traveling all over the world with his master alone, and has always been extremely leisurely.

But when he was 13 years old, he met Yan Wenhao and got along with him all the time, so he thought, if his younger brother hadn't died, he would have been that old by then.

From the day his master told him, he has always treated Yan Wenhao as his own younger brother. In a blink of an eye, so many years have passed.

Over the years, Yan Wenhao has suffered a lot and suffered a lot. He has seen it all, and he also knows all the hatred in Yan Wenhao's heart.

Therefore, no matter as an elder brother, as a senior brother, or as a good friend, he will help, even if he goes through fire and water... Moreover, he believes in Yan Wenhao.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Xie Jingyu held his fan and tapped his head lightly. He thought, maybe he drank too much alcohol, otherwise how could he remember such a long time ago?

With a soft sigh, Xie Jingyu tucked back the corners of the quilt for Yan Wenhao on the bed, and then returned to the soft couch, propping his forehead with one hand, and then closed his eyes.

Yan Wenhao didn't sleep for long, and woke up on the fourth watch.

After a frantic venting drinking, Yan Wenhao's sanity finally came back. He sat up from the bed, raised his hand and rubbed his temples, then raised his eyes to look at Xie Jingyu who was resting with his eyes closed, and said in a calm voice: " Jing Yu, you should leave the palace."

Every day, the imperial doctor would come to treat him, and there were countless other people's eyeliners in Lingxiao Pavilion, if they found Xie Jingyu, it would cause too much trouble.

Hearing this, Xie Jingyu opened his eyes, he turned his head and took a look outside, then patted his clothes and stood up: "It is indeed time to go back." He will go to court tomorrow, and it will already be the fourth watch , After going back, I can only sleep for less than two hours.

His precious sleep.

As if thinking of something, Yan Wenhao called Xie Jingyu who had already walked to the window, frowned and said to him: "By the way, Jing Yu, you can check one more thing for me, Mu Ziling was poisoned half a month ago , help me find out who is going to kill him."

Shaking the folding fan in his hand, Xie Jingyu turned to look at him and raised his eyebrows: "Are you worried about him?"

Without directly denying it, Yan Wenhao recalled the game in the afternoon and Mu Ziling's concentration, and couldn't help saying: "I admire him very much."

Xie Jingyu nodded in agreement, he also admired Mu Ziling very much.

With a twitch in his heart, he thought of another young man with a lively expression. He couldn't help but smile, hesitated for a moment, and finally asked: "Among the people who accompanied Mu Ziling into the palace today, is there a servant named Ah Lin?" ?”

After three years of separation, I don't know what happened to that young boy who exploded when he was teased... It should still be the same, Xie Jingyu thought.

"A Lin?" The name twitched around his mouth, and Yan Wenhao remembered that the servant boy with Mu Ziling seemed to be called this, so he nodded: "I brought one, probably called this name."

After a pause, he asked, "Do you know him?"

"Well, I know you." Thinking of three years ago, the smile in Xie Jingyu's eyes deepened.

Seeing his appearance, Yan Wenhao couldn't help squinting his eyes.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Xie Jingyu smiled and said: "Okay, I'll go first, I will investigate Mu Ziling's matter." After saying that, he jumped out of the window and left without anyone noticing.