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"Yes, my lord, go slowly." Zhang Jian bowed his hands in agreement, and then sent Zhong Guiyuan into the carriage.

When the carriage was far away, Fei Mo poked her head out from the alley and waved to Zhang Jian: "Young Master Zhang, Young Master Zhang...here!"

Zhang Jian looked around, only to find out where Fei Moth was after being reminded by the old prime minister next to him.

"Father?" Zhang Jian asked the old prime minister first.

The old prime minister put his hands together, turned back to the mansion, and said, "You can figure it out."

Zhang Jian hesitated for a while and walked to the entrance of the alley: "My lord, my lord will send you back. It's very cold, so don't run around, my lord is so worried."

Fei Mo took a step back into the shadows, and asked softly: "I want to ask the young master, when did I get married to the prince?"

"Of course the marriage between the prince and the concubine was decided two years ago." Zhang Jian said bluntly, without hesitation or hesitation at all.

"Arranged... a marriage?" Fei Mo always felt that this was a strange statement.

Generally speaking, when two people get married, they always say "they got married on a certain day in such and such a year", and the words "decided to marry" seem to be engaged but not married.

Zhang Jianlue said embarrassedly: "Actually, I followed the general to the border more than three years ago, and these are what I heard from others..."

Others said that Fei Mo used unseen means to force the prince to marry a blind luthier who came out of the official kiln.

Fei Mo touched her face, she really didn't expect the rumor to spread like this.

Lord Zhong is such a powerful person, how can he be forced by a little luthier, maybe Fei Mo was just a little cautious before, and then Lord Zhong filled the moat later.

"If Mr. Zhang doesn't come back often, have you heard why my eyes suddenly healed?" Fei Mo couldn't help asking a little more.

Zhang Jian shook his head: "I don't know. About a year and a half ago, I met the prince and the princess once. Since then, there has been no news about the princess. The prince said that the princess is recuperating, maybe it is to cure the princess' eyes?"

"Where did you meet?" Fei Mo asked hurriedly.

"Of course it's in the imperial city." Zhang Jian said.

Seeing that there was nothing more to ask, Fei Mo patted the snow on her body and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhang, let's go back quickly."

"Princess, my lord will send you back." Zhang Jian blocked Fei Mo's way.

"No, he didn't leave." Fei Mo smiled helplessly, and walked out of the alley. There were carriages parked on both sides of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and Zhong Guiyuan stood at the end that he left before.

Goose feathers and snow fell all over Feimo's body, Zhong Guiyuan ran over with a velvet cloak to wrap Feimo: "It's such a cold day, I don't wear more clothes when I go out to play, I want to freeze to death on the street!"

The subordinates of the Wangfu raised a red oil-paper umbrella over the two of them to block the wind and snow, just like the one in Fei Mo's memory.

"Ah—" Fei Mo broke free from Zhong Guiyuan's embrace, and the snow-white velvet cloak was stained with muddy water.

"Fei!" Zhong Guiyuan grabbed Fei Mo's arm, "Fei, what's wrong with you, Fei?"

Fei Mo broke Zhong Guiyuan's hand with all his might, but Zhong Guiyuan didn't dare to use too much force, and let Fei Mo break free; after not being imprisoned, Fei Mo ran directly into the alley, ignoring Zhong Guiyuan's roar behind him.

The snow fell more and more heavily, Fei Mo stumbled into a corner with her head covered, and slowly slid down to the ground.

"Umbrella..." A few images of people holding red umbrellas flashed before Fei Mo's eyes. He couldn't see the faces clearly, but he could clearly see the golden patterns on the oil-paper umbrellas.

There are only two people in the world who can use gold - the emperor and the regent Zhong Guiyuan.

Zhong Guiyuan came very quickly, Fei Mo covered his head and heard Zhong Guiyuan calling him, before fainting, he seemed to hear two Zhong Guiyuan calling him.

Fei Mo dreamed that she had returned to the time when her eyes were not healed.

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At that time, the housekeeper arranged for Fei Mo to take care of him with a little girl less than ten years old.

The little girl can't take care of herself well, how can she take care of a blind man?Fei Mo is like taking care of children every day, covering the black cloth and teaching the little girl to play the piano.

Fei Mo was still thinking that if he could leave the palace in the future, he would have to ask the housekeeper how much it would cost to redeem the little girl, so he could raise the little girl like a daughter.

During the days when Fei Mo was blind, the little girl always ate the same meal as Fei Mo. One day, the little girl drank the soup that Fei Mo served her first, and was unable to speak again.

The little girl died.

Fei Mo was so frightened that she ran to the gate of the yard and howled. As long as someone heard it, maybe the little girl could be saved.

The housekeeper and Zhong Guiyuan came together, but Fei Mo shouted so loudly that it could be heard in the front yard.

"Young Master Fei Mo, the prince is here, hurry up and salute." The housekeeper went to help Fei Mo and asked him to salute Zhong Guiyuan first.

Fei Mo grabbed the housekeeper's hand: "Fu, Uncle Fu, something happened to the little girl, I can't hear her, Uncle Fu, hurry up and save her..."

The housekeeper looked at Zhong Guiyuan in embarrassment: "This... the prince..."

Zhong Guiyuan glanced at the courtyard and said, "Uncle Fu, go in and see what's going on."

"Hey."

The butler helped Fei Mo and asked Fei Mo to take him into the house to have a look.

Fei Mo knew the way in her yard very well, so she grabbed the butler's sleeve and ran to the main house. She walked so fast that she miscounted the steps and almost knocked on the ground.

"Hey, take it easy." The housekeeper grabbed Fei Mo, helped him up and looked up.

He saw the little girl he called to serve Fei Mo fell to the ground bleeding from seven orifices, and there was an overturned soup bowl beside her.

The butler asked Fei Mo to stand outside, went in to check, and found that the little girl's body was hard.

Zhong Guiyuan didn't enter the house, but asked the housekeeper outside the door: "Uncle Fu? How are you doing?"

"My lord, I'm dead, and my body is stiff, someone poisoned me." The butler came out and whispered to Zhong Guiyuan, afraid that Fei Mo would be upset if he heard it.

However, the hearing of blind people is generally better than that of normal people, and Fei Mo listened a lot.

Fei Mo immediately said: "The little girl drank the soup, could it be the soup's problem?"

The butler glanced at the dishes on the table suspiciously, and said, "This...it's not bone soup today." I didn't look carefully when I entered the room just now. healing soup.

"What's going on?" Zhong Guiyuan stepped into the room, picked up Fei Mo's bowl of soup and sniffed it, but nothing came out.

"It's like this. The imperial doctor said that Mr. Fei Mo's eyes should be well maintained, otherwise it will affect other organs, so Mr. Fei Mo's meals and soup are made by the cook herself." The housekeeper explained.

Fei Mo couldn't see it, so she touched the door frame and said, "The little girl gets her own food every day, but she is still young, will she be cheated?"

Zhong Guiyuan directly asked the housekeeper to call a nanny over to check what was still on the dead girl.

After all, Fei Moth can't see, and what he knows may be true or false.

Finally, Mammy found a few pieces of lotus seed candy from the little girl and showed it to the housekeeper, the lotus seed candy was covered with blue icing.

The butler called his servants to soak some tonic medicinal materials such as ginseng and ganoderma lucidum in water, and then threw lotus seed candy into it, foaming immediately, and a strange bitter smell dispersed.

Zhong Guiyuan took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose, and asked Fei Mo standing beside him, "Is Fei Mo right? Did you give her this lotus seed candy?"

Fei Mo thought for a while, and said, "Isn't this lotus seed candy sent by Uncle Fu? Fei Mo can't eat candy in the near future, so I gave it to the little girl."

"Young Master Fei Mo, don't talk nonsense. No one in the palace likes to eat lotus seed candy, and you can't eat it either. The old slave will never send it." The butler hurriedly explained.

Zhong Guiyuan frowned and yelled at Fei Mo: "Fei Mo! This king wants you to tell the truth."

"It's true, the little girl came back yesterday afternoon with a bag of lotus seed candies, and said it was from the housekeeper's grandfather. Fei Mo thought it was from Uncle Fu, so it must be no problem, so let her eat it." Fei Mo immediately knelt down explain.

The housekeeper didn't think that Fei Mo would lie about such a matter, so he pleaded with Zhong Guiyuan: "My lord, could it be the backyard..."

Zhong Guiyuan chuckled lightly: "In this case, let's all go to the dungeon, who is real and who is fake, you will know after two days."

The dungeon is not a good place for everyone, especially the dungeon of the palace.

The housekeeper has been chasing Zhong Guiyuan to intercede with Fei Mo. After all, after coming to the palace for so long, Fei Mo got nothing but lost his eyes and saved Zhong Guiyuan's life. It is unreasonable to send him to the dungeon.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Guiyuan didn't believe it, and didn't believe that Fei Mo was really trying to save him.

Obviously running faster than a rabbit that night, he rushed to block the knife in front of Zhong Guiyuan in a blink of an eye. Even a fool could see that Fei Moth had been tricked, but the housekeeper couldn't tell with his old eyes.

Zhong Guiyuan wondered if Fei Mo had made an agreement with others, if so, if he believed it, he would hand over his head to others.

The butler couldn't persuade him, so he had to bring someone to send Fei Mo to the dungeon.

"Hey, Mr. Fei Mo, if you tell the old slave alone, you don't have to go to the dungeon to suffer this crime." The housekeeper taught Fei Mo earnestly on the way, "Next time if you have anything to do, go to the old slave secretly, don't go to the old slave again." Bring the prince away."

Fei Mo was so calm: "It's okay, Uncle Fu, Fei Mo also wants to hear what the person who killed the little girl has to say."

When being locked in the dungeon, Fei Mo suddenly called to the butler who had turned around: "Uncle Fu!"

"Hey, what's the matter?" the housekeeper turned around and replied.

"Will the prince care about the people who died in the dungeon?" Fei Mo asked cautiously.

The housekeeper thought that Fei Mo was afraid of being killed in the dungeon, so he said, "People die every day in the dungeon, there is no way to control them, they are all dead and buried in the back garden."

Fei Mo immediately smiled: "Really? Buried in the back garden... quite unique."

The latter part passed quickly, as if the dungeon men were torturing them, and Fei Moth doubled to torment the suspects who were in the cell with him.

Because he didn't know who it was, Fei Mo could only attack everyone, and no one was left behind, which was fair.

There are many things to learn in the official kiln. Apart from the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Fei Mo also learned ventriloquism from a technician who sang songs.

In this world, who doesn't feel guilty at all?

Fei Mo pretended to be a ghost for a few days, and some people couldn't stand it anymore, crying and shouting out all the murders a few years ago, that scene was very beautiful.

Several of Zhong Guiyuan's subordinates died among them, which directly alarmed Zhong Guiyuan.

Then the dungeon was half empty.

Maybe they were all pulled to plant flowers.

Zhong Guiyuan also let Fei Mo go out alone. On the other side of the dungeon, Zhong Guiyuan stared at him for a while, and said with emotion: "Is your ventriloquist good? You scared so many big fish."

Fei Mo was taken aback, and coughed softly: "Cough...how dare the prince know that it is Fei Mo?"

"I was lying next door when you made a noise." said the dry man behind Zhong Guiyuan.

The man's eyes were black and purple, and he hadn't had a good night's sleep for at least ten days.

Fei Mo was a little embarrassed: "I'm very sorry for making a noise to the official, isn't this because no one has confessed? I can only use some special means, forgive me."

Zhong Guiyuan looked at Fei Mo with great interest, and said, "Actually, it's not difficult to find the murderer, but you have to do me a little favor."

"What's the matter? Fei Moth must make it beautiful for the prince!"

The author has something to say: [End of this chapter]

Words are really not suitable for purely emotional dramas, as I wrote and wrote, I went to the plot line...

ooc small theater:

Gui Yuan: Hmph, this moth must have blocked the knife to attract my king's attention, so I won't be fooled!

Little Moth: It seems that we did not take a script?

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