"Where did you play? How many more days? " Emperor Jing twisted his eyebrows and looked at Wen Yue, but saw that Wen Yue didn't say anything. He didn't take it to heart anymore. He waved his hand and said, "forget it, let's talk about mother Jiang."

"Mother Jiang has a leader so soon?" Qingwu breathed a sigh of relief. What she was most afraid of now was that someone asked her where Wen Xiaomiao had gone. What if Wen Yue's interest was aroused and asked her to find Wen Xiaomiao back?

Speaking of business, Jingdi's expression became serious. At last, he had the momentum that a person in power should have. He sat with a golden saber, one hand on his knee and the other hand rubbing the suede jade wrench of his thumb, which was a bit priceless.

"The people who went to investigate mother Jiang came back early this morning. They probably talked about the situation. Speaking of it, mother Jiang is still my mother's nanny." When it comes to this, Jingdi's expression is somewhat complex and strange, but there is no nostalgia.

His mother was originally a dancer offered by a small border country. She was favored by the former Emperor and had him one night. The dancer knew that the harem was dangerous, so she hid from being favored. She had no intention of accepting the position at all. She was just a dancer. The former Emperor didn't care about it and left it behind in the blink of an eye. Until Wen Jing was born and the dancer died, he was sent to the imperial palace, The first emperor knew that he had another son.

There was no imperial concubine, and his biological mother's identity was low, so Wen Jing was not favored since he was a child. He struggled to grow up to three years old in the back palace. He was selected by Wen Yue, who had left the palace at that time. As the trainer of the next emperor, he found someone to teach him the art of the emperor, and finally even supported him to the throne.

Therefore, for Wen Jing, the most important person in the world is Wen Yue. If Wen Yue wants him to die, he won't say anything and can solve his life immediately.

Mother Jiang was the head mother who brought a group of dancers to Beijing. Among the dancers, only Wen Jing's mother was the best. Therefore, mother Jiang took special care of her mother. Even it was mother Jiang who sent Wen Jing to the emperor's younger brother after birth.

It was only later that mother Jiang was said to have offended a favorite imperial concubine of the former Emperor and was beaten and killed.

"That mother Jiang has a blue birthmark on her wrist. Dark Wei checked it according to this birthmark. He only found that mother Jiang should have been dead and her body was thrown out of the palace." The king emperor sighed slightly and said in a deep voice.

"Maybe she didn't die at all. Since she can raise ghosts, it's not surprising that she wants to fake death." Wen Yue pursed his lips and said faintly in his voice.

"No." Qingwu shook his head and slightly twisted his eyebrows after hearing what he said, "I... I heard Wen Xiaomiao say that mother Jiang was like before she died. I think she should have died and been thrown outside the palace. Then she had some chance. That's how she learned how to raise ghosts."

The way to raise ghosts with your own blood is the simplest. Anyone can do it.

"Did mother Jiang later live in that cold palace?" Qingwu drooped his eyes and thought, and suddenly asked.

The king emperor was slightly stunned and shook his head, "no, the cold palace should be just the place where mother Jiang met Princess rou. She didn't always live there."

"You'd better check where mother Jiang lives." Qingwu pursed her lips and scratched a dark color in her eyes. Now when she remembered, she felt something wrong.

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