The imperial concubine is favored by the Six Palaces again

Chapter 661

"I remember that all the maids in the palace use this kind of fragrant soap. There are tens of thousands of court ladies in the palace, not to mention some of the court ladies have more than one piece of fragrant soap. After checking..."

It's like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"The concubine also thought so, so I went to see the place where Yan Chongrong fell, it was a rockery aisle, enough for three people to pass by at the same time, but the concubine didn't understand how Yan Chongrong fell. ", Wen Xian said softly.

Meng Chengye picked up his teacup and took a sip of tea: "It's not difficult at all, if someone is kneeling by the aisle, then Yan Chongrong has to walk aside, plus the person supporting Yan Chongrong, there are exactly three people. "

Wen Xian raised her eyebrows: "But this is where the strange thing happens."

Wen Xian lowered her voice and continued: "The concubine asked someone to ask Qingteng in private, and Qingteng said that there was no one around at that time, and Yan Chongrong fell down while walking."

Meng Chengye frowned: "That's why she didn't go in the middle."

Wen Xian held the teacup and blew the tea leaves on it: "The concubine thought so too, but the concubine didn't understand what made Yan Chongrong walk a little bit aside. If she could find this thing, maybe she could find it." The person behind the scenes."

Meng Chengye nodded: "Yang Fu, send someone to check carefully where Yan Chongrong fell."

Yang Fu responded and retreated respectfully.

Wen Xian pointed to the piece of rockery that was ground down again and said: "Your Majesty, look, this rockery has been sharpened by people."

Meng Chengye beckoned, and the little eunuch who was holding the rockery consciously stepped forward and knelt on the ground, raising the thing in his hand above his head.

Meng Chengye picked up the stone and inspected it carefully, and said: "This is ground out with a file. Look, there are still some lines on the file."

Wen Xian glanced at her and coughed lightly: "Your Majesty, this was put on when the concubine was being ground down."

Meng Chengye was taken aback for a moment, then put down the stone in his hand and said, "I am being reckless."

You didn't say it earlier.

I lost all my old face.

Just when Meng Chengye was sighing with himself, Wen Xian found that the stone seemed a little round.

Except for the sharp corners.

"Your Majesty, what do craftsmen usually use to polish the rockery?" Wen Xian asked aloud.

Meng Chengye supported his head and thought for a while, then turned his head and said, "I don't know either."

Wen Xian glanced at Meng Chengye, who propped his head up and looked calm, and sighed: "What do you know, Your Majesty?"

The Dog Emperor is useless at all.

Meng Chengye spread his hands: "I don't know anything."

Hey, I don't like to hear your words, I can still deal with the papers.

I know astronomy at the top and geography at the bottom, how can it be useless at all.

Seeing that Meng Chengye couldn't explain why, Wen Xian simply changed the subject: "The imperial doctor said that Yan Chongrong's face might not be able to return to its original state."

Meng Chengye nodded: "I know that."

"What does the emperor think?" Wen Xian put down the teacup in her hand and looked at Meng Chengye.

Meng Chengye thought for a while, and said: "Wait until Bai Shuyuan gives birth to a child and see if there is any way out. If she has no way out, Yan Chongrong may only be able to live with that scar."

It's okay, anyway, I don't care, what I like is not her appearance, let alone her person.

To put it bluntly, all I need is a target to attract Chacha's firepower in the previous dynasty.

(End of this chapter)