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Ming Xiluo saw Xiang Xinci, wearing a long golden-plied pleated skirt, like a god who was tall and high above, walking slowly towards the candlelight. His long hair was curled up with golden phoenix head, and his nobleness was not to be violated. He supported the eyes of the sun and moon reincarnation, and brought the nobleness and indifference of the noble family and the nobleness of the aristocratic family.

He said that he didn't like the arrogant look of these people, and he always felt that his eyes destroyed the impression of the aristocratic families in his heart, but Mingxiluo couldn't help but look at it for a few more breaths: "I'm going to see the Empress, I'm blessed."

Xiang Xinci walked into him and stopped a few steps away. The light on the branches passed through his face. The light on his head was too close to him. The shadow only shrank in the range of his footsteps. There was nothing wrong with him: "Has the Ninth Prince resolved the matter?"

"Some small things."

It's a small matter: "Don't face the Ninth Prince, it will not do you well."

Mingxiluo looked at her, worried about him? He didn't want him to die so early? Then what did she do yesterday: "..."

"Sound it?"

Minciloben fell down again because of his concern: "I understand."

"Unhappy? Tired?"

"No."

Xiang Xinci glanced at him, and there were no obvious scars on his body. He had changed his clothes and was not embarrassed. He looked... he was still a little tired and confused. After all, this happened just after he gained a foothold, and he had reached this point impulsively. As long as the Ninth Prince does not rebel, the people in the Ninth Prince's Mansion are just clowns: "Be cautious in doing things."

“…”

"Sound it?"

"knew."

"I advise the prince to turn around and ask Prince Xiang to find an opportunity to take you to admit your mistake with the Ninth Prince. This matter is just like this, don't you have any objection?"

“…”

"say."

"Empress, I am capable of solving the affairs of the court. It is better for the empress to not participate."

"How do you solve it? The Ninth Prince is forced to do it. In the end, he was beaten seriously by the Ninth Prince, just like you beat Jiang Xi?" That's fine. When the Ninth Prince deposed Ming Xiluo, she would take the initiative to tell the Ninth Prince that Ming Xiluo was his son. The Ninth Prince was in a slump and died. Her second prince successfully ascended the throne, which is not bad.

Mingxiluo didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Xiang Xinci snorted coldly, not looking at her opinions and suggestions? Mingxiluo had anyone seen from his heart. Xiang Xinci was accustomed to it: "I have already said it, listen to you or not." Don't say that she has never warned you at that time, just watch the show: "It's getting late, go back and rest."

Mingxiluo did not move.

"There's something else?"

Mingxiluo raised his head: "The moonlight is good, is the empress going to visit the lake?"

"You are still in the mood to travel to the lake, and you are not afraid of being intercepted and killed by the water ghost in the middle!"

Then who are you traveling to the lake with? Lin Wujing! Ming Xiluo was unhappy, but he could still remember that she called her here because she was worried about him.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"fine?"

Xiang Xinci's tone softened a little, using his few love, and trying to care about him as much as possible: "Because of the Ninth Prince's affairs? Don't worry, I will let the Xiang family do your Xiang method, don't take it seriously, go back and have a good sleep, there will be no problem."

Mingxiluo raised his eyelids and looked at her and then drooped. Her expression went to the surface, which sounded very nice.

"Are you better?"

"Thank you, I'm thankful for your retirement."

"Um."

Mingxiluo walked out of the prince's bedroom. The moonlight outside was no different from that inside, but the light and shadow were slightly darker and there was no glitter, but he looked strangely further.

Minxilo stopped.

Lu Hu walked over from the side: "Sir."

"Is there any abnormal movement?"

"There are secret guards in the Nine Prince's Mansion, and they left Liangdu."

"I understand, where is Jiang Xi? Is he dead?"

"Sir, the Ninth Princess begged the Queen Mother, the Queen Mother moved the Emperor's medicine warehouse, and his life has been saved."

"The Nine Princess is eager for quick success and instant benefits."

Lu Hu did not respond. If the emperor suddenly had severe illness and happened to lose the medicinal herb, or if the dispatched person was not promptly...

But whether the emperor will be seriously ill again and in what name it is, we still have to make a long-term plan.

Minxilo stopped.

Lu Hu also stopped.

Mingxiluo looked up at the moonlight above her eyes, which was brighter than a golden thread on her body. However, when she couldn't see her perfunctory, Mingxiluo stepped back, and there was something that could not be seen. At the beginning, she was very perfunctory to him, and after seeing too much, she got used to it: "Let them leave on the road."

"Yes." Lu Hu disappeared quickly.

Mingxiluo continued to move forward, no matter how many times he helped him, he still wanted to kill Liang Gongxu and Lin Wujing.

...

The next day, the entire Baozhu Villa became quieter. The sun rose. Except for the sound of birds and patrols outside, every household was also closed down. No one came out, no matter the head of the family or the people who visited the lake and the garden.

The Baozhu Villa surrounded by green trees is empty, which is even quieter and more peaceful than after the first night of the house being closed.

Tao Zimei came here in the name of a maid. She doesn't go out on weekdays and hears the news later than others.

But she just couldn't inquire about such a big thing, and now she knows it.

Tao Zimei hurriedly ran to her cousin's bedroom: "Sister, sister, the Ninth Prince's people are in a match with Lord Ming?"

Yang Mengjiao put down the brush in her hand, frowned for a moment, and then let go.

The poem immediately puts a towel on the floor.

Yang Mengjiao wiped off the ink marks on her little fingers, and her white fingers were not stained with any variegated colors, making her look refreshing and comfortable.
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