52nd visit to the palace

  "Reporting back to Your Ladyship, I've brought them." The woman named Liu knocked her head on the ground and handed over the clothes she had been holding in her arms.

  "Which one is Big Miss and which one is Second Miss?" Zi Tan asked her.

  For Hua Yu Nian and her son, Liu Shi would have been delighted if they had died in the disaster, and that would have been the end of it. But somehow Jin Su Qing got the news that not only Hua Yu Nian was missing. It could be Hua Zheng Ke or Chen Niang who leaked it out. Thinking about it made her teeth itch, Liu Shi put on a loving stepmother's face and said: "This blue one is my daughter Yu Nian's, this red one is my daughter Shu Er's, please Your Ladyship show mercy."

  Zitan handed over the clothes and let Liu Shi get up to go back and wait for news. Liu Shi did not dare to stay long, it was already enough to be grateful that the lady of the house was willing to lend a hand.

  After seeing Liu off, Zitan closed the door and brought two pieces of clothing in front of Jin Suqing.

  Jin Suqing beckoned with her hand, and an elderly woman standing behind her walked out.

  "Your Ladyship." The old woman in a Taoist robe bowed and said.

  "Find out where the two of them will be."

  "Yes, Your Ladyship."

  The old woman walked to the front, facing Jin Suqin, knelt down on both knees, knocked three times, and recited: "Western True Ancestor protects Western True Female Emperor's divination of hexagrams." Zi Tan followed by spreading Hua Xiyan's blue shirt in front of the old woman for divination. The old woman respectfully held the turtle shell used for divination with both hands, recited incantations, placed it on Hua Xiyan's blue clothes, pressed her left hand on the turtle shell, and waved her right hand in the air to draw some gestures and patterns that others couldn't understand, while continuously chanting.

  Jin Suqiong narrowed her enchanting eyes, gazing at the green tortoiseshell surface as it slowly emitted golden light and shadow, spreading along the tortoiseshell's original veins onto the blue robe, and then tracing the patterns left by the owner of the blue robe, weaving a pattern like leaf veins.

  Look closely and you can see a dragon's shadow hidden beneath the faintly visible pulse diagram.

  At this time, the old woman who was performing the ritual was already drenched in sweat, as if she had used up all her strength, causing her body to shudder violently, and her voice was hoarse: "Your Highness, this person is in the Dragon's vassal state, within the borders of Dongling. If I examine further, I fear that I will not be able to escape unscathed..."

  As soon as the words were spoken, Jin Suqing swung her sleeve and shot out a golden needle-like stream that hit the center of the turtle shell. With a loud crack, the turtle shell shattered into powder and the divination ribbon broke. The old woman was shocked and retreated several steps back. Zi Tan rushed forward to support the old woman from behind and withstand the impact.

  The old woman steadied herself, but her clothes were as if they had been pulled out of the water, and she looked disheveled. She kowtowed to the mistress: "Your Ladyship, it's just that this old slave's skills are not refined."

  "It's done." Jin Suqing's calm words couldn't conceal a hint of anger. Hua Xiyuan was in Dongling, and it was clear that she had collided with someone, probably eight or nine out of ten times.

  The people below all knelt down, fearing her wrath.

  "Say, how can it be so coincidental? Why did we just happen to meet at the White Chang? And why was she the one with the young prince?"

  Could it be that Hua Yu Cai's son really has some connection with the young prince?

  Zitan knelt down and replied: "Your Highness, I heard from someone in the East Ling Palace that the East Yu Prince is indeed inside the palace."

  Li Zimo has rushed here to save his son, the one in the palace must be fake. Can't the people inside the palace see that the crown prince is fake?

  "Your Majesty, why don't we send someone into the palace to investigate?"

  Jin Suqing cut her off with a wave of his hand and asked the old woman, "I just saw that the shell was poisonous. Was she poisoned?"

  "Yes, this old slave has vaguely investigated and found out that she was poisoned, seemingly by a poison of the Divine Race."

  "This sentence made Jin Suqin's eyebrows even more puzzled: 'Strange. I didn't let Wang Huafa kill the prince. Just let him investigate whether it was the prince's identity, and let him take the prince back. Could it be that someone wants to use my hand to kill the prince?'"

  Everyone held their breath. Jin Suqing wouldn't kill the crown prince for now. If he didn't get the position, killing the crown prince first would be a loss. It seemed that someone wanted to shift the fire of Dongling Country onto the Xizhen tribe.

  Dongling State, Poyang Town, deep in the night, people are quiet.

  Finally, the annoying person with the surname Yun left, and Hua Xixi felt dizzy and sensed someone gently shaking her body.

  "Miss, miss, the medicine is ready."

  Huā Yùyán sat up abruptly, seeing the maid standing in front of her was indeed Lǜ Cuì, who had been sent by Chen Niáng. She asked suspiciously: "How did you end up here?"

  "I was worried about Master's safety and followed Wang, but halfway through, I bumped into the people who kidnapped Master." Green said with her head down.

  So they brought Green along with them on their way, and possibly after verifying Green's identity without a doubt, they released Green to serve her.

  Huā Yùyán took the medicine bowl from her hands, and the liquid inside was brown instead of black. Huā Yùyán had taken a lot of Chinese medicine before and knew that this one's color wasn't black but bitter and hard to swallow, so she couldn't help but frown, but still pinched her nose and drank it in one gulp.

  Green jade saw her finish drinking and handed over a handkerchief to wipe her mouth.

  Huā Yùyán glanced around the room and saw that there was no one else, then stuck to her front and asked: "Do you know how many people kidnapped us? Do you know where they are going?"

  At her words, it was clear that she wanted to escape. Green Willow said: "I only know that the young master lives in the house opposite."

  It's a pity that the one living opposite is not her real son. Where on earth is her son Mu Mu?

  Lu Cui saw her frowning and asked in a low voice, "Young Mistress, why do I hear people call Young Master their little master?"

  "How did you hear them call the young master? Tell me, what have you heard?" We need to figure out the background of this group first. Although it was said at the imperial banquet, according to the gossipmonger, something about the Emperor of Dongling and the Patriarch of the Yun clan, but still can't imagine why they would take her and her son.

  "Slave, slave heard them say, it seems to be back to the palace." Green jade frowned, "Big sister, which imperial palace is this going back to?"

  The door suddenly opened and a figure walked in. Huayexiang remembered that Yundianjing called this person as Yifeng, seemingly with the identity of a guard leader.

  Yi Feng saluted her with a fist and said politely: "Miss Yan, the carriage is outside, please get on."

  She had no choice but to be taken away by these people. Never mind, she must endure until she sees her son.

  Green jade supported her down from the bed.

  The wound on Huayecai's left shoulder was still throbbing with pain, making her grit her teeth as she walked. When she reached the gate of the courtyard, a horse carriage was waiting for her. Someone helped her lift up the curtain and get in. She didn't think much of it at first because all the carriages looked alike. But once she got in, she suddenly saw that white robe, and her heart skipped a beat.

  The heavy curtains fell down regardless of her willingness.

  The wheels of the carriage creaked as it turned, and she was forced to lean against the side of the carriage and sit down on a small stool inside.

  On the golden brocade quilt, her fake son was sleeping on top of it, possibly due to taking medicine, he slept very soundly.

  A hand with distinct finger bones, as white as jade, gently placed on a small body, soothing it lightly.

  He is the father of the child.