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Mu Xin gave a sweet smile and pulled Song Qingyu along. She said in shock: "Elder sister, let's go together. The imperial garden might still be tidying up in the early morning, and we can still see a lot of snow."

As the two of them spoke, they were led outside.

Song Qingyu was curious. There were no plum blossoms in the garden, so why would he go out to see them in winter? Furthermore, Mu Xin had just mentioned that he had not even tidied up the Imperial Garden, so he was in a rush to admire the flowers.

Imperial Concubine Chen was already waiting for them at the Regeneration Palace entrance. She put on a mink fur cloak and held a warm stove in her hands.

They then left together.

During the tea ceremony, Mu Xin was not fond of talking, but now, it was as if he had started a conversation, and was talking non-stop with Song Qingyu, as if he liked to stick close to the Imperial Concubine Chen.

"Aunt, is cousin in the Palace? I heard from father that by the end of this year, my cousin is going to be officially conferred the title of 'Prince'. Is that true? "

The Imperial Concubine Chen chuckled. Currently, only Lin Yu and the Ninth Prince did not have a title of emperor. In fact, the Emperor had been conflicted over who he should call the crown prince.

What right did that Zuo Linyi have to compete with his son!

Fortunately, His Majesty had personally said that he would bestow the title of Prince Yu to Lin Yu in the new year. Since the palace was located in the center of the Yudu, His Majesty would presumably set his sights on it. And since there was no shadow of the Ninth Prince at the moment, there was probably no shadow of the matter regarding the king either.

Imperial Concubine Chen only smiled without saying a word.

Just as he walked in front of the imperial flower garden, Imperial Concubine Chen suddenly exclaimed, "Where's my jade bracelet? This was something the Emperor had personally bestowed upon him. If I were to lose it, it would be extremely disrespectful. "

Reverend Mother Yue's face was also filled with panic, "Empress, didn't you fall at the tea ceremony?"

"Tea party?" Imperial Concubine Chen thought for a while, then suddenly thought of something, "Qingyu, quickly go back and search for it at the tea party.

Song Qingyu suspiciously looked at Imperial Concubine Chen and could only agree, "Yes."

The Reverend Mother Yue also urged Song Qingyu, "Miss, quickly come with me to look around."

"Alright."

Mu Xin also wanted to go, because this was a good opportunity to make Imperial Concubine Chen happy. But she was about to pull up her skirt and give chase. Imperial Concubine Chen called out to her, "My son, where did you say I was?"

The palace was huge, and from the moment came out of the Regeneration Palace, he had deliberately memorized the route to stay in place from time to time. In her previous life, when she made a fool of herself at the tea ceremony, she was sent back home. Now, it was different from her previous life. She had to be even more careful.

After turning an intersection, Song Qingyu realized that something was wrong.

"Grandma, this isn't the way to go to Regeneration Palace right?"

Reverend Mother Yue turned his head and glared at her, "How long have you been in the palace and how long this old servant has been in the palace? He was only following this shortcut. If you do not believe me, then you will not follow me. "

Song Qingyu chuckled, if she left, who knows what kind of crime she would be facing? She wanted to see what this Reverend Mother Yue was up to, "It's just a casual comment, why would Senior Mother bother with me?"

Reverend Mother Yue snorted, he did not say a word and continued to walk in front.

A courtyard door appeared before them.

"This is the back door of Regeneration Palace, you silly girl, you have eyes. The items from the tea meeting are all sent into this room. Don't break the jade bracelet. "

Seeing Reverend Mother Yue's serious face, Song Qingyu nodded and glanced at the house. It didn't seem like it was a place to store all sorts of things. Unexpectedly, Reverend Mother Yue suddenly took a step back and locked the door.

"You slut, you dared to charge into the Imperial Concubine Chen today, and even dared to embarrass me, just wait to be skinned off!"

"Reverend Mother Yue, what are you doing?"

Song Qingyu's voice was timid, but his expression was not the least bit nervous. On the contrary, he was very calm.

Song Qingyu was thinking about their plan. There was a sudden movement from behind him. He turned his head and saw a fat, greasy man in the uniform of a guard pouncing at him with a lustful look on his face.

"The mama said to send me a palace maid, but I didn't expect her to be so handsome!"

Song Qingyu dodged to the side, and reprimanded: "Impudent, I am the Young Miss of the Song Manor."

"Yo, Miss of the Song Family, then wouldn't I be rich!"

Just as Song Qingyu was about to dodge, her skirt was grabbed by him. He had a lot of strength, and was about to tear her skirt. By then, even if nothing happened, there would be nothing to argue about.

Song Qingyu saw that he was extremely perverted. Ye Zichen kicked him over.

Just as he was about to pull back his foot, he was suddenly held tightly by the man.

That person was a guard, and he was born with great strength. He was not easy to deal with.

"Little beauty, I like a spicy beauty like you. Come, little beauty, let big brother teach you how to serve others. "

Song Qingyu wiped the sweat off his forehead and realized that there was a strange incense burning in the room. If he wasn't able to hold on for an hour, he would be tricked as well. Song Qingyu noticed the movement at the door that was waiting impatiently.

So that's how it was. This place wasn't Regeneration Palace at all, but the palace where the Seventh Prince was located. They were waiting for him to be insulted before bringing his people in.

If Seventh Prince knew that he was compatible with the guards of his palace, it was not as simple as him losing all of his reputation.

Song Qingyu's eyes flashed. Suddenly, she protested coquettishly.

The man threw himself at Song Qingyu as if he was looking for fire.

"Big brother, don't be impatient."

Song Qingyu led him inside.

When the gatekeeping Reverend Mother Yue outside heard the commotion inside, he said coldly, "I thought she was a pure and noble woman. "Hrmph."

she said, and went out.

Song Qingyu saw from the window that he had left. He immediately saw that the man had already taken off his clothes.

"Little beauty, why aren't you coming over?"

Song Qingyu touched the hairpin on his head. Right now, he just needed to deal with this man. Song Qingyu's eyes were vicious, he kicked over and landed a kick on his life. This time, he finally did not hug Song Qingyu's leg.

Instead, she stared at him in pain and hugged him.

Song Qingyu did not give him a chance to retaliate, he fiercely grabbed onto his hair and smashed his head against the bed. Bang! Bang! Bang! A violent sound was heard.

"Spare me, spare me!"

Song Qingyu showed no mercy.

Until the man fainted. Seeing that he did not make a move, Song Qingyu let go of him with extreme disgust. He then stood up and took a look at his surroundings.

It was quiet and peaceful all around. The interior of the house was neat and tidy like a guest room. It must have been the residence of an ordinary guard. Song Qingyu walked to the rear window.

Without any warning, the rear window was indeed locked.

Song Qingyu smashed the lock, directly opening the window and jumped out.

"Reverend Mother Yue and Imperial Concubine Chen have prepared such a great gift for me. There's no way that I can not return it."

Song Qingyu jumped out of the house, instantly becoming more clear-headed. Looking at the direction the Reverend Mother Yue left in, he quickly chased after him.

However, she didn't expect that after just taking a few steps, perhaps due to the residual drug effect, she had wandered off on the wrong path. When he finally reacted, it was already the side palace of the Palace.

"Murong Mansion strongly opposing the prince's suggestion this time around is clearly going against the prince in public. Now that the Queen's family has grown, Murong Yan will definitely die. "

Zuo Linyu thoughtfully leaned on the table.

"It's not hard to make him die, but the key is to make him die. "How should we die?"

Just as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly focused. "Who is it!"