Rebirth of the special forces: the only favorite concubine in cold love

Chapter 560 Unraveling the Mystery
There were seven or eight Wen women who delivered the baby back then, but only the Mrs. Zhao who proposed the folk prescription to stop the bleeding was left in the mansion. Now that she heard that the prince had summoned her, she immediately put down what she was doing and rushed over.

"Old slave Zhao, I have seen the prince, the concubine, Mr. Feng, Mr. Tao!" Then he knelt down and saluted.

Mo Tingye's piercing eyes fell on her: "Get up, I have a few words to ask you."

Seeing his intimidating gaze, Zhao's face subconsciously became respectful, and he pricked up his ears tremblingly to listen: "Yes!"

"On the day the princess gave birth, did you meet Mrs. Nangong in the delivery room?"

Mrs. Zhao regained her composure, and replied: "My lord, when Madam entered the delivery room, the old slave was waiting inside, and I had a few words with Madam. At that time Madam asked about the situation of the princess, and the old slave answered truthfully."

"If you think about it carefully, what happened to Madam at that time?" Mo Tingye continued to ask.

Although Mrs. Zhao didn't know why the prince would suddenly ask about the concubine's mother, she also understood that such secrets were not something that servants like them should care about, so she recalled it carefully, but she didn't find anything unusual, so she just shook her head. : "There was nothing unusual. Mr. Baili also asked Lao Nu about these words at that time, and Lao Nu answered in the same way."

"Master also asked about it?" Nangong Qianmo finally spoke out.

Mrs. Zhao nodded, and said: "But at that time, Mr. Baili only asked who was present in the delivery room at that time, but he never mentioned Madam specifically."

Nangong Qianmo suddenly stared at her and asked, "Then do you remember what clothes my mother wore and what accessories she wore on that day?"

Mrs. Zhao seemed a little surprised, but she didn't ask any further questions. After thinking about it, she said, "Back to the princess, I can't remember clearly... But I remember that the fragrance on my wife's body was very pleasant..."

"Why do you only remember that fragrance?" Feng Zhiyao narrowed his eyes and asked suspiciously.

Mrs. Zhao looked terrified, and quickly replied: "This old slave dare not lie. At that time, Mr. Baili and Mr. Tao had just left, and the whole delivery room smelled like medicine. When Madam talked to this old slave, there was a faint The aroma came rushing towards my face, this old slave has never smelled such a good smell of incense, so I remember it very clearly."

"Since you said you remember it clearly, if you smell the scent again, are you sure you will recognize it?" Mo Tingye asked in a deep voice.

Mrs. Zhao thought for a while, then nodded heavily, "Old slave will recognize it."

Mo Tingye closed his eyes, turned to Tao Weng and asked, "Can I trouble Tao Weng to make that spice?"

However, Tao Weng looked at Nangong Qianmo at the side: "Little friend Nangong, have you thought about it?" Once this matter is implemented, then the only trace of mother-daughter relationship between her and Xiahou Hualing will also be destroyed. Burn it down...

"Thank you!" Nangong Qianmo's face remained unchanged, and his eyes were as firm as ever.From the moment she knew that Xiahou Hualing was related to her father's death, she had been mentally prepared for the worst outcome at best.

Tao Weng pursed his lips: "I will give you the things in two days." It has been many years since he has touched these things with his hands, he needs time.

"Tao Weng please keep this matter secret for the time being, and don't let my grandfather know." Nangong Qianmo said suddenly.After all, Xiahou Hualing was the only daughter of his old man, and she was afraid that her grandfather would not be able to accept it for a while...

"it is good."

……

In the palace flower hall.

Feng Zhiyao put the four kinds of spice boxes on the table, and said to Zhao: "Here are four kinds of spices, you smell them one by one and tell me which one you smelled on Mrs. Nangong."　
"Yes." Mrs. Zhao stepped forward to open the box of spices as she said, and smelled them one by one carefully.

At the end, he looked at Feng Zhiyao hesitating to speak, with a look of embarrassment on his face, "Master Feng, these four spices are different from what I smelled on my wife that day..."

Nangong Qianmo and Feng Zhiyao looked at each other, their expressions were as usual: "Liu Yun, bring the things up!"

Liu Yun removed the four boxes of spices in front of him, and took another four boxes of spices from the Duobaoge on the shelf, and placed them in front of Mrs. Zhao again.

Feng Zhiyao nodded secretly in his heart, yes, although the four kinds of spices he put out just now were expensive, none of them were prepared by Tao Weng, and he acted like this just to test the Zhao family.

It's not that he's being too cautious, it's just that the matter is so important that he has to guard against it.

Mrs. Zhao also understood at this moment, and could not help but burst into cold sweat on her back, if she had just made a nonsense just now, how could she still be alive at this moment!
Thinking of this, I became more cautious and serious when distinguishing the spices.

Two quarters of an hour later, Mrs. Zhao finally put down the spice box in her hand, pointed to the lacquer box in the middle, and said, "This is the kind of incense that this old slave smelled on Madam."

"How sure are you?" Feng Zhiyao asked with a frown.

After thinking for a while, Mrs. Zhao said affirmatively, "At least [-]%."

With a sound of "Pa!", the white jade teacup in Mo Tingye's hand instantly shattered into powder, and the dark blue tea leaves were mottled and mottled, which looked particularly frightening.In an instant, the cold air shot out of his body suddenly, very well, anyone in this world who dares to hurt Mo'er deserves to die!Even if that person is her mother!

Feng Zhiyao looked at Nangong Qianmo, who was silent beside him, and saw that she gently put down the teacup in her hand, her eyes were calm, "Mr. Zhao, you are a smart person, you should know what to say." Say what you shouldn't say."

"Princess, don't worry, this old slave won't have to worry about it." Seeing Nangong Qianmo's unhappy eyes, Zhao's heart suddenly felt cold, and she hurriedly replied respectfully.

"Liuyun." Nangong Qianmo ordered lightly, Liuyun immediately stuffed the purse containing the rewards to Mrs. Zhao, Mrs. Zhao was a sensible person, took the purse quickly and went down with gratitude.

After Mrs. Zhao left, the flower hall fell into silence, and none of the three spoke for a long time.

"The result is out, Lou Mo, what are your plans?" Finally, Feng Zhiyao couldn't help asking.

Nangong Qianmo stared at the teacup in his hand motionlessly, as if he wanted to count the tea leaves in it clearly. Hearing his question, he raised his head suddenly, the coldness in his eyes flashed by, but his mouth was full of emotion. Peaceful and indifferent: "Naturally, we can do whatever we want."

She has never been a good-natured person who can be manipulated by others, and she has always followed the principle of being a human being.What's more, I am not the real original owner, and Xiahou Hualing is not as important to me as everyone thinks. If she does her duty as a mother in an orderly manner, she will naturally regard her as an elder and respect her. It's a plus, but she is uneasy and stretches her hands on her body, so don't blame her for being ruthless!
(End of this chapter)