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The moonlight is like water, shining on the towering and majestic palace, casting a lonely shadow on the ground.

At this moment, in the Taiji Hall, the industrious new emperor sat on the dragon chair, reading the memorials without letting go of his pen, and had no time to pamper the three thousand beauties in the harem.

In the lonely palace, the blue windows cast beautiful shadows one after another, like withered flowers, waiting for a day when the rain and dew are evenly wet.

In the dark back garden, few people came out to do activities. There were vague conversations coming from the Taihu stones brought in from Yangzhou. If you didn't listen carefully, you might think it was the sound of the wind.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I can't hurt him." Qian's thin palm stuffed a pitch-black porcelain bottle into a long, bony palm.

Han Qing's long and narrow eyes glanced at the bottle of cold apology in the palm of his hand, pursed his lips, and there was a clearness that had been expected in his eyes.

"Hehe, sister, are you softened by his sweet words? Come on, I won't hold you accountable. I was dazzled by love. For a son who doesn't love your enemies at all, I forget my parents' hatred and treachery. You can be a concubine comfortably in Taicheng with peace of mind."

Han Qing looked at the porcelain bottle in his eyes, shook his head sadly, and said with emotion.

"Brother, what do you mean?" Mo Xiangli frowned slightly and asked in confusion.

"Yan'er, there are three thousand beauties in the harem, all of whom are as beautiful as flowers, and the emperor can only favor one person?" Han Qing weighed the porcelain vase in his hand, staring at the vase and said secretly.

"No." Mo Xiangli replied dying.

"How long have you known each other?" Han Qing asked.

"More than two months." Mo Xiangli replied truthfully.

"How many times has he stayed in your palace again?" Han Qing asked bluntly, his eyes were even a little sharp.

"Twice." Facing his brother's heart-pounding questioning, Mo Xiangli hummed in a low voice like a mosquito, with the shyness of a little daughter.

Han Qing looked at the moonlight shining on her blushing face, sighed silently, covered her face and said in grief: "You want to wait forever for a man's favor? He thinks of you, come here once, he I didn't think of you, you will always stay in the palace in obscurity, occasionally being favored once in a while, and you have to endure the jealousy and secret bullying of other concubines."

"Brother..." When Mo Xiangli heard the word "bullying", he secretly hid his hands behind his back, and suddenly felt a great grievance in his heart. It turned out that his brother knew that she was being bullied by a bad woman.

Han Qing looked at the water in Mo Xiangli's eyes, held her face with pity, and said softly: "Yan'er, let's go with brother, this man is not your destination, didn't you say before that you won't marry unless you are brother?" ?"

Han Qing thought of her soft words when she was a child, and her eyes lit up with joy.

"Brother, that's what Yan'er said when she was ignorant. I only like Shiro, and you also have Princess Jing..." Mo Xiangli lowered his eyelashes and said guiltily.

The light in Han Qing's eyes dimmed as her words dimmed, and there was indescribable complexity and unwillingness in her eyes.

"Yan'er, you are the only one in my brother's heart. I don't like her at all. I only married her for the sake of power and status. It doesn't matter if you forget what you said when you were a child. That brother will wait for you to like me again."

Han Qing's affectionate style made Mo Xiangli's heart soften a little, staring at his brother's beautiful eyebrows, speechless.

Han Qing tightly embraced Mo Xiangli's slender waist, pressed her foreheads together, and sincerely swore: "Yan'er, brother promises to only love you, you are the only one in the house, you will always be the principal. As long as we poison the emperor to death and take our father out of the palace, we will be able to go far away and fly to Beihan to enjoy the glory and wealth."

Mo Xiangli looked a little embarrassed.

Han Qing stroked her soft and smooth long hair and said, "Yan'er, that emperor not only likes women, but also men. He really doesn't deserve your liking."

"He likes men?" Mo Xiangli raised his eyes suspiciously and asked.

"Yan'er, you have been in the palace for so long, haven't you heard that he is looking for someone?" Han Qing stroked her hair and said pitifully.

"I've heard..." Mo Xiangli suddenly remembered that when they met for the first time, he said that her eyebrows and eyes really resembled that person.

It turns out that she is a substitute... Didn't I know it earlier?It's just that she deliberately ignored it.

"It's not a secret that the Muyun male style is prevalent. In order to find a man who separated three years ago, the emperor sent people to search all over the world."

"But, but, he is very good to me, maybe he likes me and forgets about that man..." Mo Xiangli heard the words, tears fell down, and the makeup on his face was stained.

"My silly Yan'er, he can like you or other men, he is different from us." Han Qing took out a brocade handkerchief and wiped away her tears carefully.

"No, he's different..." Mo Xiangli foolishly defended Xiao Jingyu.

"Yan'er, how about we make a bet?" Han Qing said, holding her thin shoulders.

"Gambling?" Mo Xiangli blinked and looked at Han Qing.

"I prove that he likes men, so you come with me."

"How to prove it?"

Han Qing thought for a while and said, "If he likes me, you can follow me, and I'm the only one in your heart."

Mo Xiangli looked at his brother's beautiful face beyond ordinary people, and began to hesitate.

"Sister, if that man really loves you, he has enough faith to resist all temptations."

"Okay, if you lose, don't hurt him, stay in Muyun and serve him wholeheartedly." Mo Xiangli stretched out his little finger, looking at Han Qing and said.

"Okay, if I lose, I won't hurt him, and I will work for his Xiao family." Han Qing hooked her little finger and said.

"I'll let you know the result tomorrow. You keep this bottle for now, and when you know that he's half-hearted, you can poison him to death, and put an end to this foolish love affair."

Han Qing's mouth showed an inevitable smile.

"Who, where, come out!" A shout suddenly came from the air.

Hiding in the rockery, the two held their breath in fright, Han Qing protected Mo Xiangli, and secretly touched the dagger at his waist.

"Brother Guard, don't draw your sword." A woman's timid voice came from outside.

"What are you doing sneaking up on the rockery!" the guard asked forcefully.

"I... I sprained my ankle just now, and I'm resting on the rockery, so I'm leaving now." The maid explained, and then heard the sound of iron armor rubbing and footsteps walking away.

Han Qing frowned, and after a while, poked his head out, checked cautiously, and made sure that everyone was gone before removing his hand from the knife.

"You can tell, who is that maid?" Han Qing turned around and asked.

"Her voice is familiar to me, but I can't tell who it is." Mo Xiangli frowned and said.

Han Qing walked out, carefully inspected the place where the maid stayed just now, and watched the shallow footprints left by the maid.

In the crevice of the rockery, I saw the pink orchid sachet that the maid had just dropped in a hurry. After opening it, I looked at it carefully and turned it over. I picked up one, looked at the smooth stone with a trace of warmth, and calmly took it The sachet returned to its original appearance.

Then, comforting Mo Xiangli, who was beside him with a frightened face, said, "Don't be timid, my brother will take care of everything."

"Do you have an idea?" Mo Xiangli felt a lot more relaxed when he heard his words and saw that he was confident.

Han Qing pondered for a while, then calmly analyzed and said: "She just spoke, five steps away from us, climbing a rock to eavesdrop, you and I are quiet, and it is windy tonight, she can't hear clearly, I guess she can only speak Put the word to go.

She just spoke with a Yuzhou accent, so she should be a local, or she has been here for more than two years.

She is about six and a half feet tall, with a thin build.Her footsteps were slow and hesitant, and she left towards the harem, most of whom were from the harem.Usually she is a timid, cautious and inconspicuous person. When she heard you and me talking tonight, she would definitely think about it tonight and report to her master tomorrow afternoon.

It is more likely that she deliberately followed you. There is nothing special about this sachet. The sachet is half old and not new. The fragrance inside has faded for a long time, which means she has been wearing it close to her body for more than two years. She might be of extraordinary significance. She found that the possibility of losing Ming and coming back to look for it was very high.

Tomorrow I will send someone to investigate, don't think too much tonight, sleep well, tomorrow I will tell you the result as soon as possible. "

Han Qing patted her head and said soothingly.

Mo Xiangli nodded, Han Qing stuffed the sachet into his bosom, gave a reassuring smile and left.

Mo Xiangli looked at the porcelain bottle in his hand, gritted his teeth, stuffed it back into his arms, and stayed alone in the rockery for a while before leaving.

That night, Mo Xiangli lay on his side in the red tent, feeling the healing burn on his wrist, his brother's love words echoed in his mind, and his heart was very complicated.

Who was the maid who eavesdropped on the rockery just now?

Mo Xiangli couldn't sleep all night.

On the second day, when Mo Xiangli woke up, it was already the time when the sun was rising, and the empress sent someone over to invite her to have breakfast with her.

After Mo Xiangli hurriedly washed up, he and Hua Xihuan went to the banquet with trepidation.

This Empress Murong Yi is extremely strange. For the past three days, she has been invited to Xianyang Palace every day, to have some snacks or breakfast, and she only talks about everyday things. closeness and distance.

Today's empress finally revealed her intentions, pointing to the breakfast that was different from yesterday and said: "Sister, what do you think of my breakfast in the palace?"

Mo Xiangli put down the bowl in his hand and said, "It's really delicious. Today's breakfast has the taste of Li'er's hometown."

"Hehe, there is a cook from Huainan in the palace, so I asked him to cook for my sister, sister Huan, then come to my place to eat often." The queen said with a smile, showing a bit of intimacy.

"Thank you, Empress, for your kindness. Li'er is very grateful." Mo Xiangli bowed and thanked.

"Hehe, I know that my sister understands the general situation, and we will definitely become good sisters." Murong Yi helped her up, and said with a soft smile.

The greeting of this olive branch couldn't be more obvious.

"From now on, Li'er will eat whatever you feed Li'er, and he won't be picky." Mo Xiangli also expressed his position, and the queen's eyebrows and eyes became more cheerful.

Mo Xiangli silently observed all the maids in the queen's palace, and finally said goodbye and went back.

On the way, someone bumped into her, and a piece of paper was stuffed in the palm of her hand.

Mo Xiangli held back his desire, and opened it hastily when he arrived in the room.

On the top of the paper, Han Qing's handwriting, the structure between the words is very harmonious and beautiful, flowing with a sense of willfulness.

It reads: Ronghua Pavilion, Lvhe, tonight your room will talk in detail.

By the way, she and Ah Huan, after leaving Mr. Ronggui, made up two more people.

There are two new recruits named Chimei and Lvhe respectively.

That Lu He seldom spoke in front of her, and he was very inconspicuous on weekdays. His height and appearance were also in line with what his brother said.

I just don't know how much she overheard.