Chapter 85: Unexpected Discovery (5)

Oh right! During this period, she was almost angered to death by Su Ling, and she almost forgot about this. Qing had Lou Xiyan, so it didn't matter whether she went back or not, but she had to go back. But thinking about the plot of getting along with Su Ling, Gu Yun couldn't help but sigh: "I really doubt I can stay in the same place with that rough man!"

"Really?" Zhuo Qing clicked her tongue and smiled: "I think General Su is quite charming, you two are a perfect match!" Just standing together, sparks were already flying!

"OK! I'll shut up!" Another eye dagger struck. Zhuo Qing shrugged, wisely not provoking the sleep-deprived woman.

Sending Gu Yun to the General's mansion, watching her enter the door, Zhuo Qing asked Mo Bai to drive back to the mansion immediately. She was still very worried, what made Xiyan rush back so anxiously?

The carriage stopped in front of the Prime Minister's mansion. Zhuo Qing lifted the curtain and saw several large boxes placed at the door, and the servants were moving them inside. Walking into the mansion, she found that the mansion was even more lively, people coming and going, some moving boxes, some moving furniture, and some carrying flowers and plants, not knowing what they were doing.

"You two move faster, don't dawdle, gently, gently, don't bump into them!"

"Move those flowers to Cuixin Courtyard, hurry, hurry, hurry!"

Not far away, Xue Xianxin was shouting and directing, and the front yard of the Prime Minister's mansion was noisy.

Seeing Zhuo Qing come in, Xue Xianxin raised a smile and greeted her: "Ling'er, you're back." Xiyan was determined to marry this woman, so she could only accept it!

Zhuo Qing frowned and asked: "What's going on?"

Xue Xianxin smiled happily: "The Prime Minister's mansion has distinguished guests!"

Distinguished guests?! People who could be called distinguished guests of the Prime Minister's mansion should be royalty, right? Zhuo Qing raised her eyebrows slightly: "Another princess?"

Xue Xianxin was stunned. How could it be another princess? Last time, the matter of Princess Zhaoyang made Xiyan and the Empress Dowager unhappy, so how could another one come? Qiongyue didn't have so many princesses.

Xue Xianxin shook her head quickly and explained: "No, no, the one who came to the Prime Minister's mansion this time is..."

"What a beautiful sister." Before Xue Xianxin finished speaking, a clear male voice sounded in Zhuo Qing's ear. Zhuo Qing was startled and looked back. What caught her eyes was a face smiling brightly like sunshine.

The man beside her, should be called a boy, was thirteen or fourteen years old, about the same height as her. In light purple gorgeous clothes and a gilded hair crown, he looked like someone who was rich or noble. What made Zhuo Qing trance for a moment was his face, which was as pure and cute as an angel. It was a bit strange to describe a boy as cute, but it couldn't be more appropriate for him. Bright big eyes, a high nose, and rosy lips, smiling like strands of sunshine brushing his face, making people feel refreshed and reluctant to say a harsh word to him.

Xue Xianxin smiled lovingly: "Greetings, Seventh Prince."

The boy stepped forward, not sparing his bright smile, and said politely: "Madam Lou, you don't have to be so polite. I came to the mansion rashly to disturb you, I hope you don't mind."

"What are you saying, Seventh Prince?! We are more than happy that you are willing to honor the Prime Minister's mansion with your presence!" What a cute child. Xiyan was also very polite when he was young, but he was always cold and not cute at all, and that wild girl Lou Xiwu was even more so. If she could give birth to a child as cute and considerate as the Seventh Prince, that would be great. No matter how she looked at it, people liked him very much!

Seventh Prince? Zhuo Qing's brows twisted together again. He wouldn't be Yan Hongtian's son, right? But Yan Hongtian wasn't even thirty, how could he give birth to such a big son?!

The boy seemed to like Zhuo Qing very much, circling around her and smiling ingratiatingly: "Beautiful sister, my name is Bai Yi, what is your name?"

Beautiful sister? Was there something wrong with this child's eyes?! He could ignore two such large scars on half of her face. Unable to stand the overly enthusiastic smile, Zhuo Qing replied awkwardly: "Qing Ling."

His name was Bai Yi, so he wasn't Yan Hongtian's son. Then whose child was he, and why did he appear here?

"Qing Ya Xiu Ling, what a good name!"

He really knew how to use his advantages. With such a handsome and cute face paired with a smile as bright and warm as sunshine, few people could handle it, right? Zhuo Qing didn't know what to say for a while and could only reply indifferently: "Thank you."

"Where is Xiyan?" He should be back, right?

Xue Xianxin replied casually while directing the servants: "In the study, I guess."

The front yard was full of people, Zhuo Qing was a little unaccustomed to it, bypassed the obstacles all over the ground, and walked toward the study.

"Qing Ling..." Staring at the hurried beautiful shadow, strange light shone in his black eyes. The boy's lips were still raised, but at this time, they were no longer as bright and warm as an angel.

Walking to the study, the door was closed. Zhuo Qing knocked a few times, but there was no response. Just as she was about to leave, Lou Xiyan's clear voice came from inside: "Come in."

Pushing the door and entering, Xiyan was looking at something with his head down, his expression very focused. Zhuo Qing didn't disturb him and sat on the wooden chair by the door, thinking. The difference between the knife wound of the corpse today and the knife wounds of the previous corpses, the knife wound on Miss Wu's chest was slightly upward, and it was also half an inch wider than the previous wounds. Was the murderer the same person? If not, why would the murderer of this case know the details of the previous murder cases so well?

"Come here." Zhuo Qing recovered her senses. Lou Xiyan was looking at her with a smile. Walking to his side, Lou Xiyan habitually hugged her waist as usual, playing with her hair: "Is there any progress in the case?"

"Mm, that jade pendant was indeed bought by Miss Wu. Cheng Hang and the others also found that the cups in the room had been filled with drugged wine. Currently, it is suspected to be an acquaintance committing the crime, and Dan Yulan has arranged for people to check again." There was still some noise outside the door from time to time. No wonder he closed the door. Zhuo Qing asked in a low voice: "You rushed back so anxiously, was it for that little brat named Bai Yi?"

It seemed she had seen Bai Yi. Nodding helplessly, Lou Xiyan sighed: "Do you know who he is?"

Zhuo Qing shook her head. She naturally didn't know, but Lou Xiyan rushed back so solemnly, and now he was full of helplessness, she guessed that the child's identity must be prominent.

"Although the world is divided into six parts now, most of them are small countries, with Qiongyue as the leader. But Liaoyue is different. Liaoyue is located in the east, near the East Sea, rich and strong, and is also the only big country that can compare with Qiongyue. For many years, the two countries have been far apart. Although there has been no war, Liaoyue has always been a strong enemy of Qiongyue. And the little brat you mentioned is the prince of Liaoyue who is most likely to inherit the throne in the future."

That was the crown prince of Liaoyue. Zhuo Qing asked suspiciously: "Isn't he the Seventh Prince? No older brothers? Or is he the son of the Empress?" Order of seniority, didn't ancient times always have the eldest son as the crown prince? Even if it wasn't the eldest son, it wouldn't be the seventh child, right!

Lou Xiyan shook his head and sighed: "He naturally has older brothers, but they either died young or were plagued by illnesses. His mother is Consort De, his grandfather is the Ning'an King bestowed by the late Emperor, his uncle is the Minister of Justice, and his aunt is the wife of Liaoyue's famous general Fei Yunqi. Bai Yi can be said to be favored by thousands, and the Liaoyue King is also preparing for the matter of establishing him as the crown prince."

It turned out that there were so many big trees to rely on behind his back. In order for him to become the crown prince, his mother must have exhausted all means, right! That child was indeed prominent, but these had nothing to do with her. What she questioned was: "Why does he want to live in our house?" Even if he was here to see the celebration, there was no need to live in the Prime Minister's mansion, right?!

Our house!

Because of Zhuo Qing's casual words, Lou Xiyan's unhappiness for a day was inexplicably relieved. He liked this title; it sounded much warmer than the Prime Minister's mansion.

Gently winding Zhuo Qing's soft hair, Lou Xiyan smiled nonchalantly: "It is said that he wants to better appreciate the scenery of the capital and doesn't want to be stifled in the post house."

"Actually?" Zhuo Qing rolled her eyes. This excuse was too bad! At least think of a more reasonable explanation, right!

Lou Xiyan shrugged and smiled: "Unknown."

The ghost would believe he wouldn't know! Gently pinching his face, which was always smiling and light, Zhuo Qing hummed coldly: "Prime Minister Lou, you are really attracting trouble!" Nine times out of ten, he was aiming at him!

Pulling down her hand that was ravaging his face, Lou Xiyan smiled bitterly: "I ask Madam to be magnanimous."

Seeing his "pitiful" appearance, although it was fake, Zhuo Qing decided to forgive him. Sitting on his feet and leaning in his arms, enjoying the caress of the summer breeze, Zhuo Qing was almost asleep. After a long while, Lou Xiyan's gentle low chant sounded in her ear: "There is one more thing to tell you."

"Mm?" Zhuo Qing was still closing her eyes, a little absent-minded.

"Last night, Consort Hui performed witchcraft in the palace, intending to harm the Empress, and has already been taken into the Heavenly Prison."

Lou Xiyan's voice sounded a little heavy. Zhuo Qing opened her eyes slowly. What did Consort Hui have to do with her, unless it involved Qingfeng? Zhuo Qing's face sank, and she asked: "And then?"

Lou Xiyan stroked her back, soothing her tension, and replied in a low voice: "Qingfeng is pregnant, and the Emperor has conferred her the title—Consort Qing."

Qingfeng was the first woman in so many years to jump to Consort after entering the palace for only half a year. This might be the Emperor's deliberate intention, and it also showed the ability and ambition of this woman.

Was she pregnant? Zhuo Qing always felt that something was wrong: "Is she involved with Consort Hui?"

"Not sure yet." In the harem, what wasn't involved? It was just a matter of how much it was involved! Qingfeng and Consort Hui were originally in the same camp. In this witchcraft incident, how much did she participate, or was she fundamentally leading it? Lou Xiyan had his own calculations in his heart, but he didn't want Zhuo Qing to know.

Consort Hui was imprisoned, Qingfeng was immediately conferred as Consort, and it happened to be a good time to be pregnant. It was too much of a coincidence. Zhuo Qing looked at Lou Xiyan and said anxiously: "I want to see her."

"I'm afraid not now."

"Why?" She was Qingfeng's sister, visiting the palace shouldn't violate palace rules, right? Besides, with Mo Bai accompanying her, she wouldn't be in any danger.

Lou Xiyan held her in his arms and comforted her: "The Emperor has had few heirs all along. She is pregnant now, so it's not something anyone can see if they want to. Wait for a while, wait until the situation is stable, then you can go."

Actually, it wasn't that she couldn't go, but the Qingfeng now and the one half a year ago were already completely different. He didn't want Qing'er to get too close to her.

Zhuo Qing didn't know Lou Xiyan's worries in his heart and could only nod and reply: "Alright."

I hope Qingfeng can be safe in the palace.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 86 =====