The smile on Concubine Liang's face froze, and she lowered her eyes and did not look at Su Ruotang, "I'm afraid the third prince heard it wrong."
Her fingers hidden in her sleeves clenched the silk handkerchief tightly.
Su Ruotang stared at her intently for a while, when Concubine Liang's back was soaked with cold sweat and her heart was in her throat.
She said casually: "Maybe I heard it wrong."
Hearing her words, Liang Fei's heart dropped to her throat and she instantly relaxed.
She forced a smile: "I happened to have my menstrual period today, and it's my fault that it affected the third prince's concubine."
"I'm not clean, so I'll leave first and go back to take care of things. I won't disturb the imperial concubine and the third prince's concubine."
Liu Wanyue nodded and said apologetically, "Sister Liang Fei is not feeling well, so I asked you to run away."
Liang Fei stood up and lowered her eyes, not daring to look at Su Ruotang, "It's because my sister is not in good health and can't enjoy the third princess's flower tea."
"Sister, take your leave first and apologize to the third prince and concubine another day."
After saying this, she left in a panic.
Su Ruotang held the jade rabbit on her wrist with her white fingertips, and stared at Liang Fei's figure with a cold look.
Until Liang Fei disappeared in the Xianqing Hall, Liu Wanyue suppressed the smile on her face, with confusion in her eyebrows:
"Tang'er, do you believe what Concubine Liang said?"
The menstrual events of the concubines in the palace were recorded.
She only needs to check to know whether Liang Fei is lying.
The good concubine should not be stupid enough to make this excuse.
But she felt that Liang Fei's face seemed a little strange.
There is an indescribable feeling, just like the withering flower of the other side, using up its life to bloom the most beautiful moment.
Su Ruotang narrowed his eyes and said in a light voice, "The smell of blood on Liang Fei's body is indeed the smell of human blood."
"If it's menstruation, that would make sense."
"But if it's not menstruation and she refuses to drink scented tea that nourishes qi and blood."
When Su Ruotang said this, he paused and said word by word, "The change in Liang Fei's appearance is most likely due to Gu."
Hearing this, Liu Wanyue's pupils suddenly shrank, "Tang'er, do you mean that Su Muyao has poisoned Liang Fei?"
"I haven't checked Liang Fei's pulse, so I can't be sure. But as far as I know, some poisonous insects and herbal medicines are mutually exclusive."
"If Liang Fei has a poisonous insect like Zhu Yan in her body, it can also explain why she refuses to drink herbal tea."
Speaking of this, Su Ruotang's expression changed slightly, "Mother, concubine, have any people disappeared in the capital recently?"
Liu Wanyue shook her head: "I haven't heard of it."
Before the last part of her voice had finished, a tone as clear as cold jade came, "The Zilin Guards just sent news that in a remote village outside the city, some people are selling their girls."
Selling girls?
Su Ruotang and Liu Wanyue looked at each other, then both looked at the man Qing Jun who came in under the rays of sunlight.
Mo Ronyan looked at the eyes of the third prince and concubine, which seemed to be stained with peach blossoms, and said in a slow voice, "In two months, hundreds of families have sold their daughters."
"These girls are missing."
Mo Rongyan's last voice fell, and the hall suddenly fell into silence.
After a while, Liu Wanyue's light voice broke the heavy silence, "Missing? Where is the person who bought them?"
Mo Rongyan sat next to Su Ruotang, his fingertips picking up a strand of her hair hanging on her temples.
The usually cold voice was filled with a bone-gnawing chill, "I didn't pay attention to it before, but when the Zilin Guards noticed, those people stopped."
hiss--
Liu Wanyue took a breath of air: "Does Your Majesty know about this?"
"The commander of the royal secret guards will report it to my father, and I will continue to investigate this matter secretly."
As soon as he finished speaking, he hugged Su Ruotang's slender waist forcefully and led her to stand up, "Mother and concubine, my father will come to you for dinner in a minute, so we won't disturb you."
Regardless of her elegant and virtuous image, Liu Wanyue rolled her eyes and said, "You don't like me getting in the way of you and Tang'er."
Mo Ronyan raised the corners of his lips: "I know my son better than my mother."
Liu Wanyue: "..."
I don't want to know your thoughts at all.
Su Ruotang: "..."
Where is the face?
Eaten by a dog?
After leaving the palace, Su Ruotang couldn't help but stretched out her hand and pinched his waist, "Where is your face?"
Mo Ronyan stretched out his hand to hold the third prince's concubine's hand, with a hint of laughter in his voice, "In front of Madam, you can lose your face at any time."
Su Ruotang glared at him and corrected, "You just embarrassed yourself in front of your mother and concubine."
Mo Ronyan didn't care: "Mother and concubine won't care."
After finishing speaking, he leaned close to Su Ruotang's ear and said in a faint tone, "Madam broke the hairpin that my husband gave you. Do you have to compensate my husband?"
When Su Ruotang heard the word compensation, he reflexively refused, "It has already been compensated."
In those seven days, the dog man seemed to have opened up the Ren and Du channels.
If she wanted to make up for it, she would either die in the garden or in the study.
Mo Ronyan looked at the blush in her dark hair, smiled softly, and pointed forward, "I just want my wife to make a clay figurine as compensation."
"Where are you thinking, ma'am? The tips of your ears are so red."
"Could it be that Madam wants...that kind of compensation?"
After understanding the hidden meaning in Mo Rongyan's words, Su Ruotang's porcelain-white face turned red.
She looked at the muddy beach in front of her, and her soft tone was not only devoid of any intimidation, but more like coquettishness:
"You think everyone is like you, full of pornographic waste!"
Mo Ronyan hugged her and walked towards the clay beach, and said slowly, "There is no pornographic waste in my husband's mind, only my wife."
"This young man and young lady have such a good relationship." Just as he finished speaking, a sigh of relief came from behind.
