Rebirth of the Black-bellied Princess Mo

Xia Chu didn't know how to tell Lan Yuying about this in the future, he glanced at the angry emperor.

Maybe there will be no future...

"The things of the past are already over, if you don't send this poison, in Lan Sheng's face, I originally planned to turn a blind eye to it and expose it. But you guys are not willing to let me go! "The emperor's emotions are already out of control.

Xia Chu was silent. He didn't know the whole story, so naturally he had no way to argue. The emperor was angry again at the moment, saying more and more mistakes.

His silence did not dampen the emperor's anger, but aroused his resentment more and more. The emperor walked up to him, lifted his collar and asked, "Is there nothing to say?"

Xia Chu glanced at the emperor lightly, and replied angrily: "Chu'er said it, the emperor doesn't believe it."

Seeing that he was about to be stagnant by his own breathing, the emperor gritted his teeth and threw him aside: "When I capture Lan Yuying into the palace, let's see if her confession is consistent with yours."

Xia Chu's body stiffened, he stood up with the help of the cabinet, and pulled a corner of his clothes, his eyes full of pleading: "Your Majesty, it has nothing to do with Miss Lan, she doesn't know anything until now."

The emperor raised his eyebrows and glanced at him: "Don't know anything?"

Xia Chu nodded frequently: "I really don't know anything, she doesn't know who her mother is at all, although I'm investigating, I deduce that the mistress of the Miao family incense shop is most likely her mother, but I don't have it either. Evidence, don't dare to take it upon yourself, in case she is wrong, let her be happy."

The emperor let him tug at the corner of his clothes and looked at him for a long time, his expression was a little moved: "Does she know, I will know when I ask."

The emperor turned to leave, the corner of his clothes slipped from Xia Chu's hands, Xia Chu looked at his back and called out, "Emperor."

The emperor's body froze, and his steps stopped.

"Your Majesty, Chu'er didn't poison her, and Miss Lan didn't even know about it. It's even more impossible for her to conspire with His Royal Highness to usurp the throne. Yun Yi doesn't recognize everything you said!"

The emperor looked back at him, and in the dim light of the secret room, he was alone, with a straight back, extraordinarily tough.

This tough temperament is very similar to Lan Sheng...

The emperor's heart softened, and Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the half of the medicine pill left on the table. The heart that had just softened a little, then hardened again.

He turned back and said in a cold tone: "Mu'er has been monitored by Zhen, Lan Yuying will personally interrogate her, as for you, this poison is always real!"

...

The emperor finally lifted his foot and stepped out of the imperial study. When Xia Chu saw his figure disappear, he relieved himself, and slowly sat on the ground with the cabinet beside him.

The bones all over his body were aching, he took a pill from his arms and swallowed it.

He can't panic now. He was calmed down just now. In fact, things are not so bad that they are hopeless. The palace can't trap him.

If you really want to, you can always go out, Xiao Zimu is under surveillance, it is not convenient for him to go there...

Just when he was full of thoughts, a small **** walked in: "Little Marquis, the emperor asked the servant to send you to rest."

Xia Chu was interrupted by him and looked at him. The face of the little **** kneeling at the bottom was very familiar: "Raise your head."

The little **** raised his head in response, Xia Chu just remembered that last month, he often came to the imperial study room, this little **** was very smart and would look at his mental state every time, and serve him some refreshing tea, or sweet tea.

"You are that..." Xia Chu thought for a long time, only to realize that he seemed to praise him, but he didn't ask his name.

"The slave is Xiao Yuanzi." Xiao Huan added in a very clever voice.

"You are not round at all, and you are not too thin. Does Eunuch Li deduct you when it is fair?"

"Little Marquis, you can't talk nonsense." Xiao Yuanzi hurriedly stepped forward and gave him a hand, quickly glanced at the messy imperial study, thinking in his heart that if he could make the emperor so angry, he could still be calm now. To make fun of myself, there is really no one...

Xia Chu really put a lot of strength on him, and let him walk with him and ask, "Where did the emperor ask you to take me?"

Xiao Yuanzi held his arm stiff for a while, hesitating for a long time: "Ci, Ci'an, Angong..."

Xia Chu frowned: "The Ci'an Palace where Princess Yirou died?"

Madoko didn't dare to look at him, and nodded.

Xia Chu recalled the location of Ci'an Palace and the nearby palaces in his previous life. When Xiao Yuanzi saw that he was silent, he thought he was afraid, so he thought about it and comforted him: "Little Marquis, it's alright, don't be afraid. The emperor asked the servants to serve him. You, the slave will accompany you."

Xia Chu heard what he said was smooth, but his voice was obviously trembling and he couldn't help laughing: "I'm afraid of you, I heard that the person who hanged himself will find someone to be a ghost before he can be reincarnated, you..."

"Little Marquis..." Xiao Yuanzi cried, "You, you! We'll be there in a while..."

Xia Chu originally wanted to let him go, what if he guarded him all night, then he tilted his head and stuck his tongue out, frightening him like a hanged ghost.

Xiao Yuanzi's legs softened, and Xia Chu, who was supporting him, fell to the ground together.

Xia Chu got up and patted his butt, but Xiao Yuanzi was trembling and couldn't stand up. Instead, Xia Chu reached out and grabbed him: "Hurry up."

Xiao Yuanzi walked tremblingly, glancing at him from time to time.

Xia Chu couldn't bear to look at his appearance, and said to him: "If in the future, if the Marquis has a future, you will thank you for your support today."

Xiao Yuanzi looked at the arms that the two of them were holding together. Now who is holding whom is really two words...

"You don't look like there's anything wrong with you. Eunuch Li sent someone to report to the Marquis." Xiao Yuanzi muttered.

"Eh? Eunuch Li sent someone to report to my father?" Xia Chu asked at him.

"Yes, yes, it should be, the servant accidentally overheard it before." Xiao Yuanzi nervously looked at the guards who were escorting him, and whispered in his ear: "The servant This is eavesdropping, don't say it outside."

Xia Chu gave him a light slap on the forehead, and then continued to walk forward: "I'm under house arrest, where should I go?"

Xiao Yuanzi's face was startled, he remembered that he was in the imperial study just now, and he clearly said that he was sending Xiaohou Ye to the Ci'an Palace to rest. He murmured and asked, "You, how do you know?"

Xia Chu's face was calm: "What do you know? Does the emperor want to put me under house arrest? I think you are also very clever. If the emperor asked me about the status of my detention, would you know what to say?"

Xiao Yuanzi frowned and thought for a while before asking, "Heartbroken? Excruciating pain? Do you regret the beginning?"

This time, Xia Chu slapped his forehead fiercely: "I don't regret your size. When you were old, the worse it was, the worse the better..."