Chapter 274 (1/2)

”Who let her do it!” Wan Jingwen's back of the hand is protruding, and her fingernails are tightly clasped and the front is white. ”How dare you, my maidservant, to betray the Lord! How long can you live now when you are in your Highness's hands? ”

Zhu Jin's forehead is drooping, and his fingers close to the side of his legs are pinching the skirt, and he is frightened.

”Master, news came from the palace that a famous brand of black pottery from the Western Jin Dynasty was found under the Kang in yue'e's house.” This thing is too frightening, first heard, only scared her cold sweat.

”What!” Wan Jingwen was shocked, and her eyes were full of horror. ”How could she be a spy in the Western Jin Dynasty?”

When she was saved from Weihe River, how old was she then! Eight years old, only eight years old!

Wan Jingwen's face turned white. She only felt that the world was too complicated and far beyond her control. Because of her previous life, she had private connections with both Jin and Jin Dynasties.

If yue'e herself came from the Western Jin Dynasty Who is she under? Can you let her secret out?

Also shocked by this, there was Zong Zhenglin, who was rushed into the palace by Emperor Cheng of the Yuan Dynasty.

”Father and emperor, the famous brand in the hands of children's ministers, is also made of black pottery. But the contents on it are quite different from the eight pieces presented before. No matter the preface name or the equal order, they are not from the same vein. The son minister suspected that the two groups were their own masters and belonged to different factions in the Western Jin Dynasty

If so, the incident and the Empress Dowager fainting, I am afraid it is just a rare coincidence. And the person who prescribed the medicine behind his back was not what he had thought before, but went for mu Xiyao.

Across the water, thousands of miles away from the cloth under this bureau, designed in him. The Western Jin Dynasty Zong Zhenglin's eyes were as cold as ice.

”My father, my son's ministers, I'm afraid that someone in the Western Jin Dynasty was secretly connected with Mobei.” At this time, he rashly ordered that he would not hesitate to use the spies buried in the imperial palace of Shu Fei. Apart from plotting that he was about to leave for the three prefectures in Northern Wei Dynasty, Zong Zhenglin did not think of it.

Emperor chengdi of the Yuan Dynasty, who had just recovered from the Empress Dowager's awakening, became gloomy again. The spies of the Western Jin Dynasty actually sneaked into the imperial city and hid their names in the palace for more than seven years The palace has not seen blood for a long time. I'm afraid someone has forgotten that if you stretch out your hand under his nose, you can't live a life without breaking your arm.

”Gu Changde, Xuanji Huaian. We should also step down first. ” He withdrew the princes and ministers in the hall, and Emperor Cheng of the Yuan Dynasty took out a list from the book case and remained silent for a long time.

In the palace of lady Shufei, Zong Zhenglin sat calmly with light eyebrows.

”Have you paid attention to this palace! I can't hide from the emperor when I deal with yue'e, why don't you send a letter in advance? ”

That cheap maid came from her palace. If you don't know people clearly, it's emperor chengdi's crime. She has nothing to say.

”Although the mother and princess are at ease, the father has ordered a thorough investigation. What's more, she left the maid at first, who was appointed by the house of the interior. ” Within two days, great changes will take place in the former court and the rear palace.

”When the children's ministers retired, the father called Ji Huai'an to speak.”

This conversation between mother and son, a few short sentences, revealed the message that Shufei's color had changed greatly.

Zong Zhenglin reached out and patted the snow on his cloak. His eyes were distant and his steps were steady. Wei Zhen followed him respectfully, leaving him two steps away.

”Sixth brother.” Zong Zhengming took his entourage and waited under the porch eaves of Qinghe palace. He saw people and said hello from afar.

Zong Zhenglin swept the satin of his Chao boots, which had been dyed by falling snow. Meifeng picked.

”Brother Wu has been waiting here for a long time?”