There is a fake demigod in the East Palace

"Last time you said that there was something hidden about the late emperor's death. Is it true?"

Le Zhi leaned against the window pane, looking at the layers of cornices of Yaoqing Palace in the sunset, and for some reason remembered a conversation she had with Xia Xue not long ago.

"Why did you ask this all of a sudden?" There were only the two of them in the meal preparation area, and Xia Xue put the dishes on the cooking table into three-layer food boxes one by one: "There are rumors that the late emperor died not by accident, but by murder."

Le Zhi couldn't help shivering. Although she started talking today, Xia Xue's words still shocked her.

The cause of Emperor Mingde's death was announced to the world shortly after the incident.After investigation, the cause of the late emperor's sudden death in his prime of life was a craniocerebral injury caused by an accidental fall while bathing.

The royal family and the police jointly organized a task force to conduct a six-month investigation, but found nothing new, so the cause of Emperor Mingde's death was concluded in this way.

Similar unfortunate incidents occasionally occur in the news, but it is too far-fetched for such an accident to happen to the king of a country.Therefore, during the more than 20 years since the death of Emperor Mingde, various conspiracy theories have never stopped.

Not only that, Empress Gao also passed away unexpectedly in the same year that the emperor died, and the prince lost his parents in just one year.

The two large boxes of dishes were quickly prepared, and Le Zhi took a food box from Xia Xue, and the two walked out the door together.

Le Zhi asked: "Then who would it be..."

"Hush—" Xia Xue interrupted Lezhi before she finished asking her question.She glanced in the direction of Yaoqing Palace, and said: "Who can explain what happened so long ago, after all, you and I were born not long ago at that time."

It was a bit chilly in the late summer evening, and Le Zhi and Xia Xue walked side by side under the empty and lonely porch.The food boxes in their hands contained the dinner prepared for Ye Zhaoling.

Ever since Ye Zhaoling was admonished by the Ministry of Internal Affairs the last time the crown prince ate out of the womb, he began to live in seclusion and rarely showed up in the palace.He didn't even show up for meal time, and three meals a day were delivered to his hall by the attendant.

After a while, the two arrived at the door of Ye Zhaoling's room.Xia Xue stepped forward and knocked lightly on the door, and soon there was a voice from inside the door: "Enter—"

There was no light in the room, and the light was very dim.As soon as he entered the door, Le Zhi smelled a strong agarwood fragrance.Ye Zhaoling was sitting in front of a desk under the window, and when he heard the two entering the door, he didn't look back.

Right now is the season when the temperature difference between day and night is large, and Ye Zhaoling hastily slapped a long-sleeved robe on his shoulders.Looking at the crimson purple back, Le Zhi suddenly seemed to see another person.

That person appeared around the empress all the year round, always with a haughty look of repelling others thousands of miles away, Le Zhi never dared to talk to him, but only watched a few times from a distance through the turbulent crowd.

But for some reason, Le Zhi thought of him at this moment.

"Master Hou, it's time to eat." Xia Xue's voice interrupted Le Zhi's wild thoughts.

Ye Zhaoling responded softly, and said without looking back: "Leave it alone."

After Le Zhi and Xia Xue left, the room regained its calm.A gust of wind blew outside the window, and the incense sticks on the sand table flickered and burned out completely.

A small pile of yarrow was scattered in front of Ye Zhaoling.With his hands folded in his wide sleeves, he stared intently at the freshly baked hexagrams on the table, without saying a word for a long time.

It was obvious that Ye Zhaoling was not satisfied with the result in front of him. After a while, he took out a new incense stick from the box and lit it, picked up the yarrow at hand, and started to calculate again.

As the newly lit agarwood burns out bit by bit, the result of the sixth line is beginning to emerge.Ye Zhaoling threw the yarrow in her hand on the table and lay on her back on the ground.

The result this time is exactly the same as before—every indication shows that the soul is in the East Palace.

But where exactly is it, Ye Zhaoling looked at the intricately decorated ceiling and thought blankly.During these days, he almost turned the East Palace up and down, inside and out, and until now he has not even touched the breath of spirit.

How long are you going to stay in this palace?Could it be that this spirit hasn't been formed yet?Ye Zhaoling turned over and saw the "wedding photo" of herself and Rong Zheng on the wall, and felt even more disturbed.

This time Ye Zhaoling was worrying about himself when the cell phone beside him suddenly rang.Ye Zhaoling reached for the phone and found that it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hello." Ye Zhaoling picked up the phone absently.

As soon as the phone was connected, a passionate female voice came from the other end: "Hello, is this Mr. Ye, the purple sand pot you customized in our studio a year ago has been delivered, and it is now placed in your company building In the express cabinet below, the pickup code is 3-6077. Please pick up the package in time after receiving the notification, and we will not be responsible for the loss..."

The other party spoke extremely fast, as if he was always ready to participate in the host competition.Ye Zhaoling was confused by her words like pouring beans, and interrupted: "Hey, no, wait a minute, I haven't ordered any purple clay pot..."

But the other side didn't listen to what others said at all, like an unintelligent AI: "That's it! Remember to give us a five-star praise after receiving it, I wish you a happy life!"

As he spoke, before Ye Zhaoling could respond, a busy tone came from the phone.

The call came and went like a tornado.After hanging up the phone, Ye Zhaoling sat on the spot and thought about it carefully, making sure that he had never ordered any purple clay pot, thinking that this was probably another new type of scam.

Ye Zhaoling stayed behind closed doors during this time, and Rong Zheng spent much more time in the palace than in the past.Early this morning, Rong Zheng got up and came to the dining table to sit down as usual.

He glanced at the empty seat opposite and asked, "Where are the others?"

Yan Tian came out with a cup of coffee and replied: "Master Hou said he is busy with work today, so he won't come out for dinner."

Rong Zheng let out a "hmm", gently stirred the dark brown liquid in the cup, and said, "He's a busy man."

Yan Tian observed Rong Zheng's expression from the side, and asked cautiously: "Your Highness, have you had a fight with Lord Hou recently?"

"You're talking stupid again." Rong Zheng flipped through the newspaper of the day that the attendant had just handed over, and said casually, "What's the fuss about two people who have nothing to do with each other?"

You say yes, so be it, Mr. Yan secretly slandered in his heart.Although it is not within the scope of his duties to care about the prince's emotional life, these two people are so awkward not long after they got married, which will inevitably attract some gossip.

It is inconvenient for him to say too much about the matter between Rong Zheng and Ye Zhaoling.Yan Tian picked up the pot and filled the cup in Rong Zheng's hand, and started talking about the business: "The Qizhi School incident has come to an end."

When Yan Tian said this, Rong Zheng just saw the relevant news in the newspaper.

The news said that through unremitting efforts, the police had fully grasped the evidence of the "Qizhi school incident" and launched an arrest operation against the suspect overnight yesterday.

A total of [-] people were involved in this case, and all of them have been brought to justice.The main culprit, Wang Peiyi, the former principal of Qizhi School, resisted arrest and fell from the building. He has been sent to the Royal College of Medicine for treatment.

The school director Gong Ziming was retaliated by criminals for exposing the inside story of Qizhi School, and he has not yet passed the dangerous period.