Your Majesty, the concubine of the next court dominates the capital.

Chapter 4
Ye Jingming didn't wait for a while in the palace, when the dark guards in black came to inform the imperial physician about the situation, "My lord, Miss Mo was indeed poisoned, it was made from the herbs that the princess had taken before and the roots of the camellia. "

"I think she is getting bolder."

Ye Jingming flicked his sleeves and strode towards Shaohua Garden.

Mo Yuhan's father was not only his mentor, but also saved his life by risking his life.

He promised that his mentor would take good care of Yuhan, and he has always regarded Yuhan as his own sister all these years, but he never thought that he was poisoned by Yan Ziyu, did he really think he would not deal with her? !
Ye Jingming left in a fit of anger, and when he arrived at the gate of Shaohuayuan, he heard a series of silver bell-like laughter, he paused, and then heard Yan Ziyu's highly recognizable Qingling voice.

"My lord, are we still going in?"

A tentative voice came from beside him, and Ye Jingming was taken aback, and then he came to his senses after being reminded by the servant girl Zi Yue, that he came to question Yan Ziyu, how could he be easily bewitched by a laugh.

The slight annoyance that came from nowhere in his heart made Ye Jingming's face turn cold, and he kicked open the door of Yan Ziyu's living room.

Yan Ziyu's hand holding the food paused, and when he turned around, he saw that it was Ye Jingming, and put the chopsticks back.

She said angrily: "My lord, what's the matter, Shaohuayuan is doing very well now, don't bother me to visit you every day."

Ye Jingming's face was gloomy, "Yuhan met you in the afternoon and was found to be poisoned after returning home. The poison is the same as the medicine you asked the maid to bring back that day. Adding the camellia root in your house, it can be made into poison just right. , how do you explain it?"

After finishing speaking, he saw Yan Ziyu visiting several pots of camellias in the living room openly, and couldn't help being even more angry, walked in and grabbed Yan Ziyu's wrist, and approached her: "Yan Ziyu, I give you power, not to let You came to kill my people."

Yan Ziyu raised his eyebrows, raised his head to look at Ye Jingming, his temperament did not lose the wind at all, and sneered: "The camellia is already in this house, the prince said that the roots of the camellia are needed to make poison, why don't you just look at this place in my room Whether the camellia's roots are missing or not, why do you think it's me when you come here?"

Ye Jingming looked closely into Yan Ziyu's eyes, seeing that she was not guilty at all, and doubts abounded in his heart, could it really not be her?

Yan Ziyu shook his wrist and reminded: "My lord, let go of my hand first, it's not easy for me to prove my innocence if you are like this."

Ye Jingming was startled, and then as if he had been scalded, he let go of Yan Ziyu's hand abruptly, only then did he realize that Yan Ziyu was indeed thin and thin, his wrists were thin and thin, not enough for him to circle them with his palm.

Yan Ziyu walked up to Hua Ran, raised her hand, and shook the camellia out. The soil in the palace was soft, and people could see the intact roots of the camellia at a glance.

Ye Jing stared intently, his heavy eyes swept across Mo Yuhan's maid, and stepped forward in person, shaking off the remaining camellias.

Yan Ziyu stood aside leisurely, admiring the gradually gloomy look on Ye Jingming's face, raised her eyebrows and said, "I'm also very curious about how Miss Mo was poisoned, after all, it happened because of our palace. I have also checked the inside, why don't I check the whole palace."

Ye Jingming raised his head, lifted his thin eyelids, his eyes were as dark as night, and glanced at Yan Ziyu, his voice could not express any emotion: "You are with me."

Yan Ziyu shrugged, said indifferently: "Let's go."

Ye Jingming glanced over the remaining half of the food on the table, and ordered Zi Yue: "Bring some pastries for the princess."

Even though he strode coldly and fiercely towards the door, he wanted to see who would dare to be a monster in the palace.

Zi Yue nodded in response, but her pupils covered by her forehead trembled slightly, as if she was afraid or unwilling, and finally stepped forward to pick up some pastries from the table.

The news that Mo Yuhan was poisoned, but Ye Jingming brought Yan Ziyu to investigate in the mansion swept the entire palace for a while. The servants who had treated Yan Ziyu harshly were trembling, for fear that Yan Ziyu, who was suddenly favored, would cause trouble for them. Worrying whether this was deliberately designed by Yan Ziyu, the purpose was to get rid of those who looked down on her.

For a while, everyone in the palace was in danger.

The more he investigated, the darker the expression between Ye Jingming's brows became, the air around him was icy cold, his clear face seemed to be soaked in the water of a winter lake, and for a while, only Yan Ziyu dared to approach him.

He is dressed in black all the year round, and his temperament is cold and stern because he is fighting outside, like a murderous god descending from the sky. Yan Ziyu wears a gray-purple skirt, which is elegant and leisurely, and his steps are not in a hurry. When the two walked together, the atmosphere was harmonious for a while.

Ye Jingming was tall and tall, and in a short while cleaned most of the courtyard in the palace.

Seeing that there was only the last courtyard left, Yan Ziyu raised her eyebrows and sighed: "There is only the prince's own courtyard left, should we continue to investigate?"

"check."

Ye Jingming seemed to have guessed something, but still made a loud noise, and walked into his yard first.

Yan Ziyu couldn't help but feel that Ye Jingming is worthy of being Tiancheng's most talented God of War prince in the past and present. This kind of bearing is indeed not possessed by ordinary people. If someone else is facing this situation, he must have become angry and furious, but Ye Jingming is still calm .

Yan Ziyu Shi Ran followed in, but considering Ye Jingming's palm, I still have to watch his good show.

Zi Yue, who was walking at the end, clenched the hem of her skirt tightly, but she looked pale when she looked closely. After a while, she gritted her teeth and walked in as if she had made up her mind.

Ye Jingming did it himself, and within a short while, he found a camellia with missing roots in his bedroom. Yan Ziyu sat on the bed casually, resting his chin with his hands, and said with a smile: "I have been searching for so long, but I have found it." , How does the prince feel, I don't think I have the ability to sneak into the prince's bedroom and steal the camellia root."

(End of this chapter)