Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 1143
Concubine Mo was choked to death.

There is only one Mo Qianlang in the Weiyuan Hou Mansion, which is useful, but he only wants to get close to Mo Xiaowan.

The death of the Ninth Princess in Ouyang Kingdom Prince's Mansion made the emperor even more neglected her recently.

It has been a long time since I have been to her Yunran Palace.

If it wasn't for the in-law relationship with Ouyang State, Ouyang Xu would most likely become the next emperor of Ouyang State. The emperor might have abolished the crown prince long ago and put her in the cold palace.

Nangong Ling was so close that she heard what Concubine Mo and the Empress Dowager said clearly. Seeing Concubine Mo's pale face, the corners of her mouth twitched.

Mo Xiaowan saw this scene in his eyes, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.

"Xuanyuanshang and Eunuch Hai are coming this way. Eunuch Hai left and returned. It should be the emperor who wants to summon you."

Qing Juechen's face was cold, but he lowered his eyebrows.

"Is the emperor suspicious?"

"You have taken the prescription prescribed by Gu Moxiao, even the emperor's confidant doctor, can't diagnose anything."

Mo Xiaowan shook his wrist and cheered him up: "Before I exposed your identity, didn't you also do a good job? You are not Qing Juechen, you are the Eight Kings, don't forget, you The old disease still hasn't healed."

"Uncle Huang and Aunt Huang have such a good relationship."

Xuanyuan still blessed the body: "Father, please ask the emperor's uncle to move, and I will tell you in the back hall."

Eunuch Hai and Xuanyuan Shang led the Eight Kings all the way to the apse.

It was still early before the banquet, and Mo Xiaowan had a big belly, and her waist was sore and her back ached all the time. Fengyue and Su Yi supported her, walked along the wooden bridge promenade, and admired the willows on the embankment of the lotus lake.

Turning around a low-lying lotus bush, Xuanyuan Shang turned out from a fork in the road.

"Little Aunt Huang, what a coincidence!"

Mo Xiaowan smiled sarcastically: "It's a coincidence."

Xuanyuan still touched her smile: "The emperor's nephew just gave a small secret signal, and the little emperor's aunt is really smart, and she understood it all at once. It seems that the emperor's aunt and the emperor's nephew really have a good understanding."

"Have a heart?"

Mo Xiaowan pointed out: "Second prince, I think your uncle would like to know what happened to my concubine when she went to Lingchan Temple to offer incense last time?"

"The emperor's nephew was just making a joke."

Xuanyuan Shang stretched out his hand and pinched a lotus leaf to shade Mo Xiaowan: "Last time, Lingchan Temple thanked Aunt Huang for reminding me, and my nephew owes Aunt Xiao Huang a kindness."

"That happens to be the time for you to repay your favor."

Mo Xiaowan took out a small purple jade hairpin: "This is the hairpin I got from the old lady Weiyuan Hou when I visited the prison last time. At that time, Weiyuan Hou was drugged with tiger and wolf and threw himself at the old lady. They stunned their mother and son, and they were murdered as soon as they got out of the prison."

Xuanyuan was stunned for a moment: "What does Aunt Huang mean?"

Mo Xiaowan raised the hairpin and shook it in the sunlight.

Xuanyuan Shang followed the shadow cast by the hairpin and saw a small phoenix spreading its wings.

He jumped in surprise: "Is this hairpin a gift from the emperor?"

"That's right, only the queen can use the Phoenix hairpin."

Mo Xiaowan handed the hairpin to him: "My mother, Feng Zimo, was framed in the palace back then, this matter must have something to do with Changchun Palace. That man was afraid that Weiyuanhou's mother and son would say something, so he killed her to silence her. I think One way is to go to Lenggong and ask your mother if she knows this hairpin?"

If this hairpin is really related to the murder of Weiyuan Hou's mother and son, and Feng Zimo's being framed, it is a very important thing.

What Xuanyuan still couldn't understand was, how could Mo Xiaowan trust him with such physical evidence?

This trust moved him very much: "Auntie Huang believes in nephew like that?"

(End of this chapter)