Rebirth of the Black-bellied Princess Mo

When Xiao Zimu left Yaohua Palace, he originally wanted to go to the emperor to talk about Zheng Zhongguang, but Concubine Lian advised him to put the matter on hold for two days, and discuss everything after Princess Yirou was buried.

Xiao Zimu obeyed her wishes. After all, her mother and concubine must know her father better than herself.

He returned a letter from Yongning Palace, telling Xia Chu Zhuer was Concubine Li's person, and mentioned in the letter that the matter of petitioning the emperor to demote Zheng Zhongguang would be delayed for a few days until the burial of Princess Yirou. Reconsideration.

When Xia Chu received Xiao Zimu's letter again, he was staring at Xiao Mubai drinking the medicine in the study of Prince Mo's Mansion, Xiao Mubai glanced at it inadvertently, and said lightly after drinking the medicine: "Seventh brother today Letters are still active."

After Xia Chu finished reading the letter, he handed it to him: "As expected, it's Concubine Li's person. Everything now points to her."

Xiao Mubai burned the letter after reading it: "Princess Yirou has made a fuss, and Chen Rongrong's side has to be put on hold for the time being, and General Zhao has kept silent about the matter of the Mausoleum Gate, and our clues have also been cut off."

Xia Chu sighed. They seemed to know a lot of things. In fact, most of them were just speculations, but there was no evidence to support these speculations.

Xiao Mubai looked at the burned paper and suddenly said, "Actually, there is one other person we didn't ask."

"Huh?" Xia Chu's mind turned around, his eyes lit up: "Du Hanfei!"

Because of the different positions, and Du Hanfei was beaten into the dust by them from the clouds, naturally he never thought of what he could ask him.

Xiao Mubai got up and pinched her face: "However, don't hold your hopes too high, let's bluff him, it's a matter of course if we can't ask, if we can bluff something, then we should be pleasantly surprised. "

Before Xia Chu could finish speaking, he couldn't wait to pull him out.

Now that they have cut off any clues, a dead horse is a living horse doctor.

Du Hanfei was locked in the death row of Dali Temple. When they passed, they were catching up with Hu Yingmao. Xiao Mubai recognized that the official sedan chair belonged to Hu Yingmao, and rode Zang Hong to stop in front.

Hu Yingmao's attendant Ji Yong had never seen Xiao Mubai and Xia Chu, so naturally he didn't know who they were, and scolded them sharply: "Bold, do you know where this is? Do you know whose sedan chair you are blocking? I don't want to. Get out of jail right away."

Han Sa followed them on horseback and chased them all the way. When he arrived just now, he heard Ji Yong talking nonsense, and patted his palm lightly on the back of the horse, and the man had already taken advantage of his strength to fly out, the next moment the sword It has been unsheathed and placed on Ji Yong's neck.

"Well, look at Han Sa and Raven for a few days, have they grown a lot?" Xia Chu tilted his head, leaning in Xiao Mubai's direction, his expression and tone were a little smug.

Xiao Mubai frowned originally, but his indifferent and cold eyes were fixed in front of him. After listening to his words, he looked at him. Seeing that he was tilting his head, the pear vortex on his face was faint, and his expression of pleading for praise was very cute. He nodded in approval, glanced at Han Sa's bruised face, and said slightly with disgust, "It just looks a little shabby."

Hearing this, Han Sa's back, which was still upright and pine, froze, and the hand holding the sword trembled, so frightened that Ji Yong, who was still arrogant and domineering just now, shouted, and glanced at the unstable sword. Blade, with a bitter face, shouted to the sedan chair: "Master Hu, come out and help..."

"What's the matter, what are you calling for help at the door of Dali Temple..." Hu Yingmao's tone was extremely displeased. 'Plop' and knelt down.

"His Royal Highness, King Mo, why are you here?" Although Hu Yingmao didn't know Xia Chu, he was no stranger to the limelight before he left Beijing. He naturally knew Xiao Mubai, who had been favored.

When Ji Yong saw Hu Yingmao kneeling down, he was dumbfounded on the spot, and then heard him call, "His Royal Highness King Mo."

Ji Yong's legs were too weak, but he still couldn't kneel down, Han Sa's knife was still on his neck, he could only apologize with a vibrato: "My subordinates have eyes and ignorance and collided with the prince. , His Royal Highness King Mo forgives your sins, forgive your sins..."

Hu Yingmao didn't dare to raise his head and still knelt there: "My lord, the people around Xiaguan have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, you can see if you can make a difference."

Xia Chu chuckled: "Yo, there is still some affection."

Hu Yingmao heard a joke in his ear. The age of the debate should be young, but the tone of his speech is not small, let alone in front of His Royal Highness King Mo. He didn't know who it was, so he simply closed his mouth and didn't talk to him.

Xiao Mubai gave Han Sa a wink, and Han Sa retracted his sword and scabbed the clouds.

Ji Yong knelt down with a soft leg, kowtowed his head and thanked him: "More His Royal Highness Prince Mo."

Xiao Mubai got off the horse, walked to Hu Yingmao's prostrate body and gave him a hand: "Master Hu is so conscientious and conscientious, why is it so late?"

Hu Yingmao was flattered, how dare he put it on Xiao Mubai's hand, he stood up and smiled flatly: "No, today the emperor asked Eunuch Li to bring the body of Princess Yirou, and I am afraid that there will be a mistake. , that's how it got now."

Xiao Mubai nodded, and Xia Chu also dismounted and walked over.

"His Royal Highness King Mo came to Dali Temple at this hour, did he come to see Princess Yirou?" Hu Yingmao asked tentatively.

Xiao Mubai shook his head: "This king came to see Du Hanfei."

Hu Yingmao's face was startled, and he didn't ask any more questions. He just smiled and said, "Then I will show you the way."

Xiao Mubai was not polite. He had already turned and walked towards the gate of Dali Temple. Hu Yingmao took a few steps to catch up and led the way. Xia Chu asked as he walked, "Has anyone visited Du Hanfei?"

Hu Yingmao glanced at Xia Chu, and from his voice, he knew that it was the young man who made fun of him and had some affection. He saw that he had a beautiful face, a dusty temperament, and luxurious clothes, but he couldn't even recognize his appearance. Who, couldn't help looking at Xiao Mubai, and asked with a hint of asking for instructions, "Who is this?"

"Little Marquis of Xiahou Mansion." Xiao Mubai's voice was still cold, but there was an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It turned out to be the little Marquis, no wonder he has an unparalleled appearance and a long-standing reputation." Hu Yingmao was half-hearted and half-sincere.

Xia Chu sneered: "Famous? It's the name of a disease, no one in the whole country doesn't know that I'm a sick seedling."

"There's no such thing." Although Hu Yingmao said so, he couldn't help but move away from him, and just then replied: "Master Min sent a lot of things, but look, no one has seen it. ."

Xia Chu saw him with a terrified look that wanted to stay eight feet away from him. He secretly laughed, and after listening to his reply, his face became solemn, and he raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Is it true that no one has come to see it?"