Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 295
Outside the palace, in the small courtyard where Zhong Weiwei once lived.

The rainwater collected on the tiles into a trickle and trickled down the eaves, making a non-stop noise.

He Suoyi held a dim oil lamp, and silently pushed open the door of Zhong Mao's room.

Zhong Mao was sound asleep, the quilt was pushed to the corner of the bed by him, only covering half of his body.

He Maoyi walked over and gently covered him with the quilt. Seeing that the gauze curtain had not been put down, he thoughtfully put down the curtain again, and killed a mosquito by the way.

Zhong Mao turned over and slept more soundly and sweetly.

He Suoyi withdrew, gently closed the door, locked the door outside, and walked slowly back to his room.

In the room, a slender figure was wiping the rainwater off his body with his back facing him. Hearing his voice, he didn't turn his head and complained:

"It's really inconvenient to go out in this terrible weather. A female official died in the palace. Zheng Gangzhong and Zhao Hongtu investigated closely, so I finally ran out while watching the situation. Is there something urgent to recruit your subordinates?"

He Maoyi said indifferently: "Zhong Weiwei."

The thin figure stopped wiping the water and turned around slowly, revealing a pale and handsome face.

The skin on this face is white, the lips are red, and the eyes are as black as the abyss.

He smiled slightly and said in a low voice: "Young Master came to Beijing for her sake, right? Otherwise, for so many years, my subordinates have been begging Young Master to come to Beijing, but you have always refused to listen, making the elders in the palace really chill."

He Maoyi was noncommittal, and his expression became more and more indifferent: "I want an antidote. An antidote that can cure Zhong Weiwei's poison."

The visitor automatically sat down at the table and poured himself a glass of water: "What do you want to do with the antidote? Satisfy her and Chonghua?
That being the case, why did you push the boat along the way and help the Zhong family's mother and daughter break up her and Chonghua? "

"It's none of your business." He Suoyi slammed the table, stretched out his hand to seal the collar of the visitor, and dragged him off the ground.
Leaning down and lowering her head, she said in a low voice, less than an inch away from his face, "Mu Xi, you can do what I ask you to do. I don't like talkative people."

"Yo yo, young master, are you so angry that you are a beauty?" Mu Xi smiled, her bright red lips were as bright as blood.
He leaned close to He Minoi, winking like silk, and said in a low voice, "This subordinate has good news for you, Young Master."

He Maoyi stared at him in disgust: "What good news do you have?"

"Zhong Weiwei wants to leave the palace, isn't this good news? She thought she was going to die, and she didn't want Chonghua to see her in a mess, and she didn't want to drag Chonghua down and be his burden, so she wanted to leave. Her reaction , as long as the subordinates expected, the young master should give the subordinates a great credit!"

Seeing that He Maoyi's expression kept changing, Mu Xi couldn't help laughing "haha" triumphantly.

"There is only one Zhong Weiwei. The young master has already lost to Dongfang Chonghua once. Don't you want to seize such a rare opportunity and win it back?"

He lowered his voice: "Young master has a deep scheming heart. If you really can let go and are willing to fulfill your wishes, why do you do so many things? Others don't know, but the subordinates know it."

He Maoyi slapped him violently.

He was knocked out and fell to the ground. He stood up indifferently, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and smiled faintly:

"Young Master, it's okay to want an antidote, but it won't be up to me alone until Zhong Weiwei leaves the palace."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?" He Suoyi drew out his long sword and pointed it at Mu Xi's throat.

Mu Xi smiled like a poisonous snake: "I'm afraid, I'm so afraid! There are so many people hiding in the dark and unable to see the light, lingering on their last days, wanting to return to the former scenery.

The young master refused to take them to restore glory, so they came to force me, do you think I like it? "

He suddenly withdrew his smile, and slammed his throat towards the tip of He Rongyi's sword: "A broken body, living is also suffering, if you want to kill, son, just kill him!"

With a flash of sword light, He Suoyi quickly retracted the sword, and refused to look at him with a cold face: "Get lost!"

Mu Xi laughed again: "My lord, you must remember your identity, don't let the thousands of believers who are waiting for you down.

Remember, you are the posthumous son of the Lord of the Kunlun Palace, not some orphan picked up by Zhong Nanjiang on the road, nor the first son of the Li Kingdom, that's all a lie.

Think about it, if Zhong Weiwei and his brother knew your real identity, what would they look like? "

A trace of hatred flashed in He Maoyi's eyes, and he angrily threw the sword in his hand at him fiercely.

Mu Xi smiled "hehe", avoided the flying sword, jumped up, popped out of the door, rushed into the rain, and disappeared after a few ups and downs.

He Maoyi sat down blankly, staring at the flickering lights and fell into deep thought.

"Master He?" The little book boy Xia Zhi came in with a bucket of hot water, and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you resting yet?"

He Weiyi said: "You run for me tomorrow to find that man named Fang Jian, and ask him to enter the palace for me to bring a letter to Ah Wei...Be careful, don't let the people outside find out."

"Yes." Xia Zhi twisted the hot handkerchief for him, and went to rummage through him for a change of clothes.Inadvertently digging out the clothes that Zhong Weiwei had prepared, he couldn't help exclaiming:
"It's so exquisite. The clothes look good. The material has never been seen before. No wonder people say that the royal family is rich..."

He Maoyi said coldly: "Take it out and throw it away!"

Xia Zhi stammered: "This, this... Miss Wei prepared it for you. If you throw it away, will she be angry?"

"Do as you please." He Suoyi didn't bother to talk to Xia Zhi, how could Zhong Weiwei prepare this for himself?
Zhong Weiwei knew that he only liked comfort and lightness, and never liked these luxurious silks and satins. It was clear that Chonghua deliberately used wealth to suppress him, and disgusted him.

Xia Zhi happily packed up those expensive clothes: "Even if you exchange them for money, the young master spends so much money on medicine every year, it's like running water, it makes people feel distressed."

He Maoyi lay down on the bed, staring at the ceiling, lost in his own thoughts.

Ge Xiangjun's death finally caused waves.

Because she was afraid of Zhong Weiwei's will, Empress Dowager Wei didn't come forward directly, but quietly sent someone to instigate Ge Xiangjun's brother and sister-in-law to make trouble, and then the censor who was loyal to Webster wrote it down.

Asked to investigate how Ge Xiangjun died, whether he was forced to death by Zhong Weiwei, or even Zhong Weiwei ordered someone to kill Ge Xiangjun.

But as soon as the incident started, it was suppressed by Chonghua, Lu Shi, and Xungui who had been prepared for a long time.

The censor who submitted the letter was accused of corrupting the law and accepting bribes. The evidence is conclusive, and he is no longer qualified to serve as the censor.

After his reputation collapsed, the people and things he advised were of course questioned.

Ge Xiangjun's brother and sister-in-law also suddenly rebelled, proving that Ge Xiangjun actually didn't want to go out of the palace to marry and die.

So, this incident came to an end, but near the end, another dramatic scene appeared.

(End of this chapter)