When flying a kite during the day, the wind is quite strong.
As night fell, the wind speed increased a lot, blowing Qi Yuan's dark night clothes into a mess.
Although he knew it well, he still had some scruples as this was the palace after all. That day when he was performing with Song Lianzhou in the streets, a spy named Xie Muyun saw him dressed in red. If he was accidentally discovered today, The red clothes were too obvious, and she was afraid that Xie Muyun would be alerted if the news spread to him.
After all, the Xie family had colluded with the emperor. It would not be good if Xie Muyun communicated with the emperor and caused the emperor to have thoughts about Shen Zhixi.
He also covered his face with a black cloth, covering his nose and below.
But even so, he still held up the mirror and looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but secretly sigh at how beautiful his features were. I just say that for good-looking people, every single part of their face is flawless.
He has entered the palace and is hiding behind the rockery in the imperial garden.
By the moonlight, I could see myself clearly in the mirror.
Just now a group of palace maids and eunuchs passed by, and he stopped and took out a mirror to admire his handsome face.
His ears twitched and he heard the sound go away. Then he put the mirror back into his arms and took out a folded map. After taking a closer look, he remembered the location of the Pavilion of Souls. Concubine Yu died yesterday, and her body and memorial tablet will be placed in a special palace, waiting for burial.
Therefore, Princess Zhaoheng should be keeping vigil for Concubine Yu at the Ling Ling Hall.
If he wanted to find out whether the emperor used human blood as medicine, he first had to check on Princess Zhaoheng to confirm whether the injury on her wrist was caused by man.
With his skill, he can even enter the palace gate, so it is not difficult to avoid the maids and eunuchs in the harem.
In addition, in the harem, especially where the concubines live, in order to avoid filth and disorder, guards cannot approach easily, so there is less threat. As long as he doesn't make a big fuss, he can come and go as he pleases.
Today, he first wanted to explore Princess Zhaoheng's background. Nothing else was in his plan, so he just headed for the Halting Hall.
Jinling Hall is a quiet place, and usually no one from the palace would pass by for fear of getting into bad luck.
Qi Yuan inspected it privately and jumped up on the palace wall.
The lights in the main hall of the Pavilion were brightly lit, and many maids in white clothes appeared in front of the coffin, but there was no one who looked like a princess.
No one was kneeling on the two futons in front of the memorial tablet.
"It shouldn't be." Qi Yuan murmured doubtfully.
Princess Zhaoheng is Concubine Yu's only child. At this moment, it is impossible for her not to be in front of the spiritual throne.
It can't be that the crazy emperor wants to capture her for blood at this time, right?
Just as he was thinking of visiting Concubine Yu's Fuyun Palace or the princess's residence, several palace officials in mourning clothes came out of the west side hall of Jinling Palace. Qi Yuan rolled his eyes, got up and took action again.
He quietly fell into the west wing of the hall, and there was a faint candlelight in one of the rooms.
I walked closer and listened, but there was no movement.
He opened the window softly, and after a few rounds of inspection, he didn't see any other serving maids in the room. There was only one person lying on the bed.
Perhaps, that is Princess Zhaoheng.
Perhaps he fainted in front of the soul because of too much grief, so he was taken to the side hall to rest.
After turning around and checking again to make sure no one was around, he opened the window and jumped in.
When he walked to the bed and saw the person on the bed, his exposed eyes shrank obviously, and then he even stopped walking and stood a few steps away in a daze.
Princess Zhaoheng's face turned pale, and if she wasn't still breathing, she would look like a dead person.
She was only about ten years old, but she looked much thinner than an ordinary ten-year-old woman. Those who didn't know better thought she was only eleven or twelve years old.
But what made Qi Yuan stop in shock was not her thin figure.
After an unknown amount of time, Qi Yuan took out the mirror hidden in his arms again. He sat down in front of the bed and pulled back the black cloth covering his face. He looked at his own face in the mirror and then at Princess Zhaoheng. His face was carefully compared and carefully considered, and his expression gradually became frightened and chaotic. In his mind, he also recalled Shen Zhixi's strange expression when he talked about Concubine Yu with him yesterday.
After being stunned for a long time and thinking for a long time, I finally put down my hand weakly as if I had figured it out, and the mirror fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
He looked sideways, not waking anyone up, but he was not in the mood to lean over to pick up the mirror.
It turns out that this was what Shen Zhixi was hesitating about.
He grinned suddenly and laughed silently.
She could have told him first, but on second thought, if she had really told him, he probably wouldn't have come.
He had long thought that even if he really met his biological parents again one day, he would never recognize them and never wanted to see them again.
This time it was good, it was right in front of me by surprise.
What, it means that Princess Zhaoheng is his sister, and Concubine Yu who died yesterday is his mother, but he is actually the current prince?
"Don't..." The person on the bed said softly.
He looked back and saw traces of tears left at the end of her eyes.
Princess Zhaoheng, Zhao Yushu.
younger sister?
Thinking of the word "sister", he smiled secretly again.
What about his elder sister and younger sister? What does it have to do with him?
He stood up, ready to leave, but stopped suddenly when he thought about having to explain to Shen Zhixi when he went back.
He almost forgot what he wanted to do when he entered the palace.
He put on a bad face and thought about settling the score with Shen Zhixi when he went back.
Then he sat down again, gently lifted up the quilt, grabbed Zhao Yushu's wrist, and opened his sleeves to take a look. On that wrist, there was almost no good spot on the whole forearm. They were all covered with knives of different depths and lengths. There are old scars and new scars, the kind that are new within a few days.
Shen Zhixi was right, this was not a self-inflicted injury.
People who commit suicide will have their pulses cut, and people who injure themselves will definitely have wounds all over their bodies, including their necks, cheeks, and backs of hands. Why are there only two arms?
It seems that Shen Zhixi's guess of 80%25 is true.
The Dog Emperor, like Xie Muyun, was taking the blood of his own descendants to make medicine.
"Zhao Yushu." He read softly.
The injuries on her wrists were really shocking. Many of the incisions were made on old wounds that had not healed before. The old wounds were cut open again before they healed. It was repeated over and over again. I don’t know how long it took to endure this back and forth torture. .
She is only ten years old.
Qi Yuan put her hand back into the quilt, turned around and stared ahead in trance.
He pressed his heart and rubbed it.
"What about blood relatives? What does it have to do with me? I only care about the emperor..."
While thinking about it, I suddenly paused again.
If he is Concubine Yu's son, isn't the emperor also his biological father?
Without allowing him to think too much, there were footsteps outside the house. He stood up quickly. He was so distracted that he didn't notice that he kicked the mirror on the ground in front of the bed away. When he heard that the footsteps were coming here, he immediately left the bed.
He stood in front of the window and paid attention to the situation outside. When he opened the door and came in, he also jumped out from the window sill.
I was thinking about going to the coffin to lure people away and then open the coffin lid to take a look.
But in the end I gave up, feeling it was unnecessary and didn’t want to watch it.
Today's trip went smoothly.
Even when leaving the palace, he was almost discovered on the high wall, but fortunately, there was no danger.
Returning to the Hou Mansion, he headed towards Shen Zhixi. Yuanyang said that she had gone to take a bath, so he also went to the door of Yufang, expecting to question her as soon as she came out.
But the noise coming from Yu's room made him hesitate.
Song Lianzhou is inside.
Moreover, he and Shen Zhixi...
Those red-faced voices told him to retreat again and again.
