The southern suburbs, like a paradise, are always bustling, with chirping birds, colorful flowers blooming proudly, rare tree species stretching out, and willow branches on the embankment drawing circles of ripples against the wind. Even the autumn scenery of the Royal Yu GardenIt is indescribably noble.

At this time, groups of honored guests greeted each other, and ladies of all levels were looking for girlfriends according to their own grades; friends who had friends had already gathered together to enjoy the flowers and willows, and of course they also shyly admired the men.

Aristocratic young masters also gather together to find suitable wives according to the occasion; those who are married can also take the opportunity to take a look at what their future wives will look like.In short, besides playing with words and ink, you can also appreciate beauties.

The sixth royal master Xuan Fuxi arrived leisurely in a purple coat. His presence made the noisy autumn tour instantly quiet, and the crowd automatically avoided and kowtowed wherever he went.This flamboyant young man takes it for granted that others admire and awe him, because he has the qualifications.

Xuan Fuxi looked around, then quickly walked behind a hidden tree.

Behind the tree, Helan Yaotian, who was fishing, felt someone approaching, sighed slightly, took up the fishing line, and let go of the stupid fish that took the bait.

"Cousin, you are indeed here." The boy's voice was clearer and more enthusiastic than the autumn wind.

Helan Yaotian glanced at him without any expression on his calm face.

Xuan Fuxi didn't care about his indifference towards him, and asked himself: "Where's Yunxiao? Why didn't he follow you?"

Helan Yaotian stood up, with this cousin around, he couldn't even think about fishing quietly.

"I heard that Mo Xu was going back to Beijing, so Yun Xiao couldn't wait and rushed there first."

Hearing this, Xuan Fuxi sighed, "The brothers haven't seen each other for almost ten years!"

Ten years ago, the Mo family was just an ordinary businessman. They attached to Helan Mansion to do some small business. Although they didn't eat big fish and meat, they had no worries about food and clothing and were happy.It's just bad luck, Mr. Mo accidentally provokes Wu Shan, and in the end he is accused of betraying the country by An Getong, and his house is ransacked.

Fortunately, Mrs. Mo had the foresight to entrust the two children to the Helan Mansion immediately when she heard the news. Mo Yunxiao was only six years old at that time, and Mo Xu's full name was Mo Yunxu. The ten-year-old child was already sensible, and he knewWhat does death mean? The Helan Mansion did not hide the truth, and gave him the choice of revenge or not. Mo Xu chose revenge. The ten-year-old child was renamed and sent to Wu Shan.

It also showed that Mo Yunxiao and Mo Xu hadn't seen each other for ten years.

Helan Yaotian put down the fishing rod, his calm face remained unchanged, he glanced at Xuan Fuxi, and asked, "Are you going to break through?"

Xuan Fuxi came back to his senses, and said with high spirits: "Yes, the fourth floor of the Martial God."

"Not bad." Helan Yaotian patted him on the shoulder, sincerely appreciating: "You can achieve this result in less than two years. The ancestors did not choose the wrong person. You wait patiently for a few days. When Yun Xiao comes back, he and I will check it out for you.".”

Xuan Fuxi cupped his hands, "Then there will be Cousin Lao."

"Okay, I will arrange for the clearance. If you have something to do, leave first. Cousin still wants to catch fish."

"Okay, my younger brother will take his leave first."

Helan Yaotian looked at Xuan Fuxi's leaving back with a complex look on his face. He neither liked nor hated this cousin, but he was helpless. A son is not a son, and a son is better than a son. The prosperity of Helan Mansion could not continue in his hands after all..

Now that Xuan Fuxi is Helan Mansion's Martial God inheritance, it has not been made public. When the Centennial Conference comes, it will be the day when Helan Yaotian will retire from Helan Mansion.

One year!

Picking up the fishing rod again, Helan Yaotian sighed silently towards the sky, the ruthless fate made this elegant and gentle man also tainted with sadness.

Xuan Fuxi left the southern suburbs, stepped into the deserted jungle, and suddenly said to the air, "Aren't you tired after following me all morning? Come out!"

Tianlu frowned in the dark, and he knew that this matter was not as simple as the young master said. Although Xuan Fuxi was young, he was very cautious in doing things, and he was not as impulsive as he seemed on the surface.Moreover, who would go to a brothel in broad daylight!

Tianlu was still hesitating whether to go out and surrender himself. Suddenly, a fierce and powerful coercion came over him, and the surrounding air quickly receded. It was as if his body was being pressed down by a heavy boulder and it was difficult to support him!Immediately afterwards, a tornado appeared out of thin air, carrying stones and withered leaves, attacking Xuan Fuxi with the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers!In an instant, the noisy sound filled the eardrums, the dust squinted his eyes, and Tianhui completely lost his ability to judge. The only thing he was lucky was that this force did not come towards him.

Facing the sudden attack and the increasingly heavy pressure, Xuan Fuxi was horrified to find that he was powerless to parry, even with all his skills, he couldn't shake a gust of wind!

After reluctantly resisting, Xuan Fuxi was taken into the air by the tornado, and he lost control of his body, he could only helplessly feel himself being tossed up and down until he lost his strength, and then fell into a coma in embarrassment.

A moment later, the tornado dropped Xuan Fuxi, who had turned his eyes white, to the ground. A snap of fingers exploded in the air, and the tornado that could almost dominate the world suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the jungle returned to silence, leaving only two figures on the ground.

Taking some time to calm down, Tianhui scanned the surroundings cautiously, but finally found nothing unusual, and couldn't help but wonder, could it be that his eyes were dazzled just now?impossible!That wind, that oppressive feeling, there must be a master hiding somewhere he can't see!

Tianhui persisted on the spot for a while, and finally thought about it and let it go, since he didn't intend to kill, and he did him a big favor, it doesn't matter if he doesn't show up.After Tianlu figured it out, he poured the magic-drug that he had prepared in his arms into Xuan Fuxi's mouth, just in case, it was safer.

After lunch, Shu He walked into the Lingque Palace with Yu Xiang's support, and watched a group of people kneeling on the ground crying for Ji Er's death without feeling anything.

Shu He stepped into the room, looked at the emaciated Wen Wanqiu, and said in a calm tone, "It's just a maid, why should the imperial concubine be so sad?"

Seeing Shu He, Wen Wanqiu was immediately excited, and trembled feebly, "Get lost! If it wasn't for you, this Highness would have entered the cold palace! How could Ji Er have died! It's all your fault, you devil!"

Shu He shrugged indifferently, how could Yu Xiang let others say that about her son, and immediately choked back loudly.

"Young concubine, don't be ignorant! If it wasn't for my master's help, what the noble concubine would have entered would not be the cold palace, but the guillotine!"

"False words! It's your fault! It's all you! Did you set the fire! Did you kill the man!"

Yu Xiang vomited blood, really wanted to go up and kick this crazy woman.

Shu He stopped Yu Xiang, who was about to go crazy, calm and didn't want to waste the truth at all, "If this Highness sets fire, the emperor's bedroom will be the first to be burned. It's okay, don't lower the taste of this Highness. As for the truth, if you want to know, justFollow this Highness, this Highness tells you."

Only when Wen Wanqiu is stupid will he believe him, "Who else would it be if it wasn't you! Who in the entire harem would dare to do this except you with such a vicious heart? Get lost!"

Shu He coldly snorted disdainfully, "It's up to you how you look at this Highness, if you don't want to cry in the Palace of the Underworld, then follow this Highness, this Highness will tell you what's going on!"

"The devil is going with you! You have never been restless and kind! You just want this Highness to die so that you can snatch the emperor. You are beautiful! Dreaming! This Highness will not be so short-lived!"

Shu He sneered, "Wen Wanqiu, don't praise yourself too much, you are not the only one who has a prince in this harem, with the ability of this Highness, you can make him a prince by adopting the child of any little beauty, you think onlyIs your child noble? If it weren’t for the fact that some people want to take advantage of this Highness today, this Highness wouldn’t be bothered to care about your life!”

"Why should I trust you?"

"Why? Just because of this Highness brought you into this palace, just because of this Highness can make your emperor's son the crown prince, because you can't give this Highness any benefits, what do you think?"

Wen Wanqiu was a bit shaken, Baili Qianliu really didn't need to lie to her, after the Shangnan City incident, no one could shake his queen status, which meant that he didn't need to play tricks, besides, it was really useless to work hard on himselfpicture.

Wen Wanqiu was still struggling, but Shu He suddenly said, "Believe it or not, this Highness doesn't waste this time, Yu Xiang, let's go."

"Yes, my son."

Shu He left as soon as he said, without turning his head when he left, Wen Wanqiu watched his disappearing back, thought for a long time alone, finally explained Ji Er's funeral, and visited the Eastern Palace.

Yu Xiang greeted her into the room calmly, "Please, imperial concubine, my young master is drinking afternoon tea, and this servant will pour you a cup too."

"sorry to bother you."

Wen Wanqiu came in with red and swollen eyes covered with a white gauze, her frail figure was like an orchid that had been torn by wind and rain, stubborn and unyielding.

"Queen."

"sit down."

Wen Wanqiu sat down in front of Shu He, Yu Xiang put a cup of tea in front of her, and couldn't forget to perform affectionately, "Don't be sad, imperial concubine, Ji Er is your maid, and everything about her is dedicated to you.Although she is gone, she must have gone safely because her master is safe and sound. Therefore, the imperial concubine should be happy, so that Ji Er will be happy down here."

Wen Wanqiu stared at Yu Xiang with teary eyes, drank tea absently, tears started to fall silently again, "It's all this Highness that hurt Ji Er."

Holding the tea, Shu He also became sad, "Sister Wanqiu, don't worry, regarding Ji Er's death, this Highness suspects that the murderer is Concubine Ling."

Wen Wanqiu was suddenly surprised, "How is it possible!"

Yu Xiang whispered solemnly: "Imperial Concubine, I have been checked by the servants. Before entering the palace, Ning Jieyu and Lingfei's second elder brother were in love with each other. Now you can think about it, Ning Jieyu has been in the palace for so long.I haven't been to bed yet, because Concubine Ling obstructed it. She wanted to get Ning Jieyu out of the palace to reunite with her second brother. She made a lot of arrangements and spent a lot of time thinking, but now Ning Jieyu is dead because of your mistake., I heard that Concubine Ling's second brother took poison that night, do you think she can't hate you?"

Wan Qiu was dumbfounded, how could this happen!

Yu Xiang continued to hit the snake with the stick, "Look, you and Concubine Ling have a good relationship, she has always helped you, why did the imperial study approve the emperor's death penalty for you this time, isn't it just public revenge!"

"So it's like this..." Wen Wanqiu held her heart in pain. She never thought that she and Concubine Ling would turn against each other one day. They were obviously good sisters who grew up together!

Shu He gave another reminder to the bewildered Wen Wanqiu, "Do you remember the incident where the First Prince encountered an assassin here in this Highness? Do you think, if the First Prince had an accident, who would benefit the most? Don't think that Concubine Ling is usually silent., that method is much stronger than yours."

"If something happens to the emperor's son, the concubine Ling will give birth to the second prince. With her status, it goes without saying that the crown prince will be..."

Wen Wanqiu smiled painfully, before she could finish speaking, she lied weakly on the table, her moist eyes slowly closed.

Yu Xiang immediately stepped forward to push her, "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

Wen Wanqiu didn't get up for a while, Shu He put down the teacup in his hand, and said coldly, "Tianlu, send it over."

"Yes!"