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Chapter 133 Something Happened at Zhongcui Palace

On June 20th, Yinzhen and Xiyu finally got rid of the nausea and vomiting reactions during pregnancy and returned to a relatively normal life.

Yinzhen went to the Ministry of Revenue, while Xiyu leaned on the chaise longue and leisurely read the newly published storybook, fiddling with a small snake as thin as a long chopstick in her hand.

Snakes are cold-blooded animals. They feel cool in your hands, which is very comfortable.

"According to the time, my sister-in-law should be due soon."

[Bold! Let go! ]

Qi Xi struggled weakly, and in the end only his mouth supported his fighting spirit.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore." Xiyu gently placed him on the table next to the ice basin. Snakes like coolness.

As soon as Qixi left her clutches, he quickly crawled away, panting and moving to a location farther away from her.

[The due date I recorded here is only a little over half a month away. ]

As the two were chatting, Xia Ying suddenly walked in hurriedly from outside. Qi Xi quietly hid behind the flower pot to cover her body.

"Fujin, something happened at Zhongcui Palace."

Seeing her serious expression, Xiyu sat up straighter and asked, "In Concubine Hui's palace?"

"Yes, maybe our investigation made too much noise, and Concubine Hui's people became alert. Last night, Nanny Yinghong was stabbed and thrown into a mass grave outside the palace."

Xiyu frowned, "Is he dead?"

"She is still breathing. Our people moved her back from the mass grave and secretly found a doctor, but she was still unconscious just now. The doctor said she is in danger."

Hearing that the person was not dead, Xiyu breathed a sigh of relief. "Use the best medicine and find a way to wake the person up. If it doesn't work, you can ask Fourth Brother for help."

"News has also come from Master Jingtai. The person who investigated earlier said that on the day when the Sixth Prince got into trouble, he was working in the Imperial Garden and saw the maidservants around Concubine Hui appear near the rockery."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiyu saw that the progress bar of the task had increased by 2%.

The direction was right! She was overjoyed.

But the confession of the man outside the palace alone can't prove anything. The only thing to do now is to wait for Yinghong to wake up.

I don't know how much Yinghong knows...

If it really doesn't work, she can only use special means.

Yinghong was lucky. She woke up just two hours after Xia Ying delivered the news.

Xiyu asked someone to find a way to bring her quietly to Hanhui Tower and temporarily place her in Chunshi and Xiaying's house, with someone watching her at all times.

Since a stranger entered the Hanhui Tower, this matter naturally could not be hidden from Yinzhen, not to mention that Xiyu did not want to hide anything from him.

As soon as Yinzhen returned from the Ministry of Revenue, she told him all the detailed clues of her previous investigation.

The candlelight flickered in the room, and the warm yellow light fell on the two people, but it could not clearly illuminate the emotions in their eyes.

Yinzhen stood in front of the window, looking down at the scenery from the second floor, "Is the man you hid related to the death of my sixth brother? Was Xiaoliu really murdered?"

His voice was low and hoarse, and there was a slight tremor in it.

Xiyu hugged him from behind and whispered, "In all likelihood, she has woken up. Do you want to go with me to interrogate her?"

Yinzhen's fingers, which were resting on the window frame, curled up and clasped tightly against the wood, with a bit of sawdust embedded in the gaps between his fingers.

"I won't go. Just ask Gao Wuyong to go. He has some tricks."

Xiyu heard the tiny sounds, turned her head to see the blood on his fingertips, and felt a burning pain in her heart.

This life was forcibly taken from him by others.

She took his hand, held it in her palm, and blew it gently.

A slight coolness slid across his fingertips, and Yinzhen's eyes trembled slightly. He lowered his eyes to look at the little concubine's increasingly beautiful face.

Most other women would become a little bloated when they are pregnant, but the young lady was indeed becoming more and more beautiful, and her already delicate facial features had grown even more.

Xiyu pulled him to sit on the couch, then took out the medicine and gauze, and carefully picked out the sawdust in the wound by candlelight.

It really tests your eyesight.

Yinzhen pulled his hand back and said, "Don't pick it. It's a waste of your eyes."

Xi Yu refused, "It will hurt if there is a thorn in the wound."

Yinzhen lowered his eyes, his gaze fell on his fingertips, and said calmly: "The pain will heal, and the scab will form soon."

"But the thorn is still inside..."

"Yes, even if the thorn has grown healed, it is still inside. Even if you cut the wound again and take the thorn out, there will still be a mark left." He spoke in a low voice and looked a little lonely.

Xiyu suddenly realized that what he was talking about was not just the wound on his hand, but also represented the pain in his heart and his feelings for his mother.

She was very stupid and didn't know how to comfort others, so she could only light a few more candles in silence to make the light brighter.

It took her a full quarter of an hour to pick out all the wood chips from Yinzhen's fingertips.

Xiyu lowered her head and blew on his fingertips, sprinkled some healing medicine on them and wrapped them up carefully. Each finger was wrapped like a carrot.

"Even though the thorns will heal, it will save you some pain if you pick them out and let the wound heal."

"Otherwise, if you feel pain frequently when doing things in the future, it will be like a reminder every moment that there is a thorn here. Although the process of picking it out is strenuous, you will have no worries and the pain will not occur again. Over time, you will gradually forget that there was a wound here."

Xiyu let go of the man's fingers, raised her hand and gently poked him twice on the chest, then opened her eyes and looked into his eyes.

After thinking for a while, she carefully pinched the other's injured finger, lifted it up and poked her heart twice, and said with a very serious expression: "If you are in pain, I will also feel pain here."

Yinzhen's thick, long eyelashes trembled slightly under the candlelight, and a heat surged from his fingertips, flowing along the meridians of his body to his heart.

My heart is burning.

Unable to contain his emotions, he leaned over and gave the young lady a kiss on the lips, sucking on her tender pink lips.

The tip of the tongue pries open the other person's teeth and goes straight in.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiyu withdrew her arm from the other man's shoulder and gently placed it on the man's chest to push him away.

The two separated, noses touching, breathing softly, their breaths entwined.

"Gao Wuyong has already gone to interrogate her. I'll go and take a look." Xiyu's voice was slightly hoarse and softer than before.

Yinzhen said worriedly, "Don't see blood, it's unlucky."

"Okay." Xiyu gently stroked his cheek and responded with a smile, then she quickly kissed him on the lips and stood up and left the room.

Yinzhen looked at the young concubine's back as she left, his eyes full of tenderness.

He raised his hand and touched his lips, where there was still some warmth left.

If Gao Wuyong appeared here at this moment, he would definitely think that his master had been abducted by someone.