Pei Xiuyan lifted the curtain and nodded slightly towards her. He helped Ye Chuyan get out of the car.
The woman was a little surprised when she saw Ye Chuyan next to Pei Xiuyan. "Your Majesty, who is this?"
"My king's princess."
The woman smiled and said excitedly: "Princess, just call me Lady Mo. The princess is heroic and free and easy, and she is really different from other women. She and the prince are a match made in heaven."
Ye Chuyan didn't know where Madam Mo was coming from, so she didn't know how to respond to Madam Mo's compliment, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Mrs. Mo, that's a compliment."
Madam Mo quickly invited Pei Xiuyan and Ye Chuyan into the courtyard.
After entering, Ye Chuyan discovered that this was a three-entry courtyard. It was not luxurious, but quite exquisite.
Plum blossoms and bamboos are intertwined in the corner, and the owner's intentions can be seen in every plant and tree.
Madam Mo took the two of them into a wing room. This wing room was larger than the main room. The walls were covered with fabrics and sample clothes. The stitching skills were no worse than those of embroidery girls in the palace, and the style was even more eye-catching. .
Pei Xiuyan was not polite when he entered the room, pointed at Ye Chuyan and said: "There is a palace banquet on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. You can make two clothes for the princess."
When Madam Mo heard this, she felt as if she had received a great gift from heaven. Without saying a word, she pulled Ye Chuyan into the back room, picked up the measuring tape and started to help her measure the size.
Pei Xiuyan consciously waited outside.
Ye Chuyan was really curious, "Ms. Mo, who are you? And how do you know the prince?"
Madam Mo took the measurements and said with a smile: "Princess, you might as well ask the prince. Since the prince brought you here to find me, he must have a deep love for you and trust you to the extreme."
Ye Chuyan was amused by the word "love as deep as the sea".
Seriously, the love was so deep that it turned a blind eye to her twelve years of dedication, and the love was so deep that it made her life worse than death.
Madam Mo never inquired about outside news and knew nothing about the Ye family and Ye Chuyan's identity, thinking that Ye Chuyan was happy after hearing her words.
He continued: "Princess, put on the clothes I made, and I guarantee that you and the prince will look like a couple of gods and gods standing together, and everyone will envy you."
Fairy couple?
Ye Chuyan smiled even happier now.
If she heard this a few months ago, she would definitely reward him generously, but now it is a huge irony to hear this.
Pei Xiuyan heard Ye Chuyan's laughter outside and couldn't help but curl his lips slightly.
He hadn't heard Ye Chuyan laugh so heartily for a long time. After getting married, she seemed to have never laughed like this.
After measuring the size, Madam Mo didn't mention the style of the clothes at all, and only asked Yan Xi to pick up the clothes after three days.
On the carriage back home, Ye Chuyan held her chin up and frowned in deep thought.
Pei Xiuyan picked up a book and read it. After waiting for a while, he saw that Ye Chuyan across from him had no intention of asking Madam Mo at all.
He couldn't help but said: "If you like Mrs. Mo, you can come to her to make clothes at any time in the future."
Ye Chuyan came to her senses and shook her head, "No need. Madam Mo has a special status, so it would be better for me to have less contact with her."
"Did she tell you her life story?"
"No, but I guessed it."
Pei Xiuyan didn't expect Ye Chuyan to guess Madam Mo's identity, and couldn't help but become interested.
"Oh~ come and listen."
Ye Chuyan explained calmly: "She should be the concubine of Mo Chong, the Minister of Rites."
"Back then, the Mo family was exterminated due to literary inquisition. The Mo family had a concubine who worked as a female official in the Clothing Bureau. It was said that her clothing skills were unparalleled in the world. Unfortunately, she was burned to death in a fire the day before the accident happened to the Mo family."
"Ms. Mo knows how to make clothes for palace banquets without asking any questions, which shows that she is familiar with the rules of the palace. She is about thirty years old, has this craft, has been in the palace, and has the surname Mo. After thinking about it, I can only The concubine of the Mo family, Mo Yan'er."
Pei Xiuyan raised his eyebrows, as if he found something interesting, and couldn't help laughing.
"Ye Chuyan, we have known each other for so many years. You are smarter than I thought, and you are so accurate in recognizing people."
Ye Chuyan sneered inwardly, "How have you ever really understood me after so many years of knowing me?"
"I'm not smart. Because I haven't figured out yet why you met a female official of the Clothing Bureau who should have been burned to death. Today I just happened to guess her identity correctly."
After she finished speaking, she added something self-deprecating.
"Actually, I'm never accurate in knowing people." For example, marrying a cold and heartless lover.
Pei Xiuyan felt like something was stuck in his throat. He wanted to explain Lady Mo's affairs, but he choked back all his words.
The atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became depressing.
The two of them returned to the Qing Palace in silence.
After Ye Chuyan got out of the car, Pei Xiuyan went back to his house and changed into casual clothes. He abandoned the carriage and rode out of the city with Yan Qi.
On the road, Yan Che said as he walked: "These people don't know that the people from South Street have been arrested by us. If we can't wait for them, they will probably think that the people from South Street have backed down."
For such a long time, he had been secretly tracking and investigating the people who collected the bodies of the Ye family and his son from the mass grave.
Recently, the investigation finally became clear. When he was in Lanyue Pavilion today, he took his master to Jingdu South Street to arrest a few people and secretly imprisoned them.
Now I have to go to the suburbs and find other people.
Pei Xiuyan frowned, "There's no news about this matter, right?"
"No, no one knows except you and me."
Pei Xiuyan nodded, pinched the horse's belly hard, and ran quickly towards the countryside. Yan Chi beat the horse to follow closely.
In a desolate place on the outskirts, there are more than a dozen scholar-like young people, all dressed in white. Among them, the young man has thick eyebrows, big eyes, a square face, and a sense of righteousness.
He led the group of people to respectfully kowtow three times to the unknown grave.
After standing up, he said to the group of people behind him: "What we are going to fight against is King Pei Xiuyan of the Qing Dynasty who is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people. Have you thought about it? Once you embark on this road, you can never look back."
A group of people shouted in unison, "My heart is as bright as the moon, as bright as the dust!"
When the leading scholar heard this, his eyes were slightly red, and he kept saying: "Okay! Okay! Okay!"
He opened a box on the ground, which contained all white papers. He distributed the books inside to the group.
After finishing his speech, he glanced at the tombstone with tears in his eyes, then raised his head to the sky and shouted: "Your Majesty, we will clear Mr. Ye's grievances!"
Pei Xiuyan, who was hiding far away, gritted his teeth and sneered when he heard this.
Seeing that these people were about to disperse, Yan Pei asked in a low voice: "Master, are you ready to act now?"
This group of people are all weak scholars, and he alone can handle them.
Pei Xiuyan nodded in agreement.
Yan Qie jumped up and fell from the sky. Before anyone could react, he held his sword and put it on the neck of the leading scholar.
"Don't move, I will kill anyone who moves!"
Pei Xiuyan walked from behind. "Do you think you want to be my enemy?"
Everyone was shocked.
When the leading scholar saw it was Pei Xiuyan, his eyes burst into flames and he glared at him.
"Pei Gou! You have done evil and harmed Zhongliang. Even if you kill us today, there will still be countless of us who will stand up. Sooner or later, your crimes will be exposed to the world, and everyone will see your true face!"
The others were infected, and they all stared at Pei Xiuyan with righteous indignation.
"You can't hide the truth even if you kill us! Today we sacrifice our lives for righteousness. In the future, your crimes will be exposed to the world, and we will meet in hell."
Pei Xiuyan turned a deaf ear to the scoldings of these people.
He leaned over to pick up a book from the box, flipped through a few pages, and couldn't help but laugh.
"I have underestimated you, and you have found out all these old things."
