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    The lights in Zichen Palace had been lit for less than three hours before they were lit again.

    Su Moyi was already waiting outside the palace, waiting for Emperor Yonghui to summon him.Wealthy comes out and invites him in.

    In the candle-lit hall, for the first time, the ambergris specially provided by the royal family was not burned, but the refreshing mint was burned.

    Emperor Yonghui was leaning on the dragon chair with a tired look on his face.When he saw Su Moyi walking in with a calm look on his face, he felt a little relieved and put down the hand that was rubbing his forehead.

    “Song Zhengxing is dead,” Emperor Yonghui said, getting straight to the point.

    “Well,” Su Moyi was not surprised. After all, he came to meet the saint today for this matter.

    Emperor Yonghui couldn’t guess what Su Moyi was thinking, so he said anxiously: “In your opinion, Prince Liang did this?”

    Su Moyi smiled faintly, raised her eyes slightly and said, “I don’t know.”

    He paused, and then added: “But I think it doesn’t matter whether it was done by King Liang or not.”

    “Oh?” Emperor Yonghui was surprised, “How do you say this?”

    Su Moyi nodded, “Because the court has found out what happened in Hongzhou, Song Zhengxing is considered dead. As long as the court intercepts a batch of the official mines smuggled in Hongzhou, King Liang will definitely think that Song Zhengxing has confessed to his crimes. Therefore, as long as Song Zhengxing has been in prison, it does not make much difference whether he confesses or not, or how much he confesses.”

    When he mentioned it like this, Emperor Yong Hui realized that it was indeed the case. His heart suddenly dropped back to his stomach, and his eyebrows relaxed a little.

    “So according to Yi Aiqing, what will Prince Liang do next?”

    Su Moyi calmly said word by word: “The crime has been exposed. King Liang currently has three options. One is to plead guilty and surrender to the court.”

    Emperor Yonghui frowned, seeming to think this was impossible.

    Su Moyi continued unhurriedly: “The second is to rebel against the imperial court and raise troops to the capital; the third is…”

    “He acted secretly, harming His Majesty while pointing the finger at the ministers, and entered the capital in the name of the Qing monarch. He killed the king, captured the ministers, and established the crown prince. Then he relied on his own power and his in-law relationship with the queen’s family to serve as regent, and gradually replaced him.”

    Emperor Yonghui nodded and remained silent.

    The current situation couldn’t be more clear.

    If the King of Liang wanted to rebel, he still lacked the strength to confront the imperial court head-on.The reason why Su Moyi decisively captured Song Zhengxing was undoubtedly to force him into despair.

    In this way, if he surrenders, the court will not use any soldiers, and Emperor Yonghui will naturally be happy to see it happen; at worst, if he chooses to take risks, the court will also have a legitimate excuse to kill him.

    Emperor Yonghui thought for a moment and said, “Has the Queen Mother told you about the people placed in the palace by King Liang…”

    “It’s Wei Shu,” before Emperor Yonghui finished speaking, Su Moyi took over and said, “I confronted the Queen Mother and was tested by Zhang Ren in Hongzhou. The only person who could possibly reveal the information to him was Wei Shu.”

    “Yes,” Emperor Yonghui nodded, and after a moment of silence he said, “Queen…”

    Su Moyi understood what he meant, lowered her eyes and said, “According to the Queen Mother’s instructions, I sent people to the Queen’s natal home to inquire about the place where Princess Shu was healed, but nothing was found.”

    Hearing he say it so euphemistically, Emperor Yonghui understood immediately.

    There is no problem, that is the biggest problem.

    Because this shows that someone is deliberately helping Wei Shu cover up.

    Even the Queen Mother and Su Moyi could see the problem. As the biological mother, the Queen not only didn’t notice it, she even took care of everything in her natal family, as if she had already expected that someone would investigate.

    Emperor Yonghui immediately looked gloomy.After all, they have been husband and wife for more than ten years. Although they cannot be said to be in love, they are at least on the same page and respect each other as guests.

    Su Moyi raised her eyes slightly and added, “The queen is the prince’s biological mother. I thought that she would definitely not ignore the prince’s future and choose to associate with rebellious officials and traitors like King Liang.”

    These words were tantamount to quietly reminding Emperor Yonghui that the Queen’s involvement in the case might have been manipulated by King Liang.

    Emperor Yong Hui’s face turned even uglier.

    Su Moyi gave it up and started another topic: “If King Liang intends to cause trouble this time, there is a high probability that Wei Shu will make a move or provide information. The emperor only needs to follow the trend and use his plan.”

    “Yes,” Emperor Yonghui nodded and said to himself: “When the time comes, let the Queen Mother take the Queen away from the Daming Palace on the grounds of avoiding the cold. In this way, Wei Shu can be controlled by herself.”

    “Yes,” Su Moyi agreed.

    Suddenly there were footsteps outside the door, and the door of Zichen Palace was opened.A young eunuch whispered something to Fugui, and then Fugui took the letter from he’s hand, came over and bowed to Su Moyi and Emperor Yonghui: “This letter is for the Queen Mother to give to the Crown Prince.”

    After saying this, he bowed his head and presented the letter with both hands.

    The Queen Mother will deliver a letter to him at this time, maybe there is something important.So he didn’t waste any time and immediately opened it and started reading.

    However, after a breath, Su Moyi’s expression changed visibly.

    His face, which was originally pale, was now as pale as a page.The aura of strategizing and confidence in the court just now disappeared in an instant, leaving only panic and confusion.

    Emperor Yonghui had never seen such an expression on his face.

    However, before the words of greeting were spoken, Emperor Yonghui saw he bowed his hands and said: “I have something urgent to go back to Dali Temple…”

    The voice was shaky.

    *
    At noon, it suddenly snowed heavily in Shengjing again.

    Lin Wanqing forgot how she walked back to the yard.

    She only remembered the patch of red plum blossoms on the ground, like the blood stains on Song Zhengxing’s prison clothes.

    My thoughts are as chaotic as the snow falling outside the window – everything is stirring, but I can’t think of anything.She sat on the couch with her knees in despair, her hands and feet were cold from the cold.

    “Girl,” someone pushed the door open and it was Lai Luo.

    Lin Wanqing stared at her blankly, expressionless.

    Lai Luo couldn’t help but walk softly, sat sideways next to her, and carefully called out, “Miss?”

    There was a questioning look in his eyes.

    “What should I do…” Lin Wanqing said to herself, her voice shaking like the snow outside the window.

    A hint of darkness flashed in Lai Luo’s slightly panicked eyes. She took Lin Wanqing’s hand and patted it, “What happened?”

    Lin Wanqing did not answer, but looked at the falling snow in the yard, feeling lonely and panicked.

    Song Zhengxing is dead.

    What should she do?

    Everything seems to be back to the time when she was four years old, when she watched the Xiao family destroyed but was powerless to do anything.All the suffering and resentment endured in the past ten years became meaningless in an instant.

    Hope was extinguished, and despair pursued him.

    The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and those who pull at the lint and throw away the cotton seem to be willing to mess up everything before they give up.

    The tugging in my heart is like a tangled thread, and I can’t figure it out at all.

    Do you want to confess to Su Moyi?Will he believe it?Even if he believed it, what about the Queen Mother?Where is Emperor Yonghui?

    Tian family is ruthless.

    Even my aunt who was pregnant with the emperor’s heir was not spared, let alone she?

    She looked at the chaotic snow with disappointment, and Su Moyi’s face appeared in front of her eyes at an inappropriate time.

    She remembered the gleaming water in his eyes when he called Qingqing.She thought of the lingering relationship between he and her in the warm snowy night.

    She thought of the word “believe” that he promised her in a warm pool.

    She suddenly became afraid, afraid that Su Moyi wouldn’t believe her, and even more afraid that only Su Moyi believed in her.

    The hands covering the gown were clenched tightly, and the knuckles turned white.There was no sound in the house for a long time, leaving only the rustling and beating of flying snow.

    “Don’t you want to go to a place where it’s like spring all year round?” she asked suddenly, her voice hoarse.

    “Then I’ll go with you.”

    Packing went quickly as she had almost nothing to bring.

    A box full of things Su Moyi gave her.She puts them away on the table, always returning them to their original owners.

    “Girl,” Lai Luo called her from behind, “What is this? Do you want to bring it with you?”

    Two overlapping handprints appeared through the thin paper page, one large and one small. She felt a bit sad when she saw it. She pulled out a forced smile at the corner of her mouth and said, “I won’t take it with me anymore. Let’s put it with the others.”

    Now that you have decided to give up, let’s return to zero in silence.After wading through the falling flowers and flowing water and landing, it’s time to dry your body and skin in the sun.

    Don’t want the river, don’t want the boat either.

    “That’s almost it,” Lai Luo clapped his hands and spoke briskly.

    Lin Wanqing nodded, said “Yeah”, grabbed the baggage at hand and was about to leave, but turned around and saw a purple figure standing at the door.

    It’s Su Moyi.

    He was still wearing court clothes, and the heavy snow soaked his hair crown and robe, with patches becoming darker and lighter.He, who has always loved cleanliness, now looked tired, and even his lower jaw was faintly covered with green stubble, which was a rare embarrassment.

    The baggage in her hand suddenly tightened, and Lin Wanqing was stunned for a moment, her eardrums being inflated by her overwhelming heartbeat.

    “I…” The words of explanation were stuck in her throat, and she couldn’t say it.

    There was nothing to explain originally.

    Su Moyi just stood and looked at she. The wind and snow behind her carved a shallow outline of he, alienated and distant, indifferent as if she was not involved.

    Lai Luo raised his arm and blocked Lin Wanqing.

    “Lai Luo,” she called her, but her eyes fell on the purple at the door, “go outside and wait for me.”

    “But…” Lai Luo was worried and looked at Su Moyi warily, his eyes full of wariness.

    “It’s okay,” Lin Wanqing said, “Go ahead.”

    Only then did Lai Luo go out and close the door.

    The room without candles suddenly became dark, and the light and wind and snow were locked outside.

    Only he and she are left.

    Su Moyi’s deep eyes finally moved and stopped at the bundle in Lin Wanqing’s hand.

    He’s eyes were startled for a moment, then he looked away and laughed to himself – three parts relieved, three parts understanding, and the rest was all self-deprecating.

    “Do you have something to say to me?” he asked, his eyes darkened.

    Lin Wanqing was stung by he’s eyes, and she hurriedly looked away and said calmly: “I can’t marry you anymore.”

    “Well,” he didn’t ask further questions, his voice was always calm, as if he already knew the answer.

    Lin Wanqing lowered her eyes and did not answer.

    “Is it because Song Zhengxing is dead?” he asked, “or is it because your family’s case can no longer be appealed?”

    “Or maybe it’s because you…can’t hide your identity?”

    After three questions, Su Mo Yi walked up to Lin Wanqing.Lin Wanqing’s head, which had been lowered, suddenly lifted when he heard the last question.

    “You…” A flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then disappeared, turning into a relieved calm.

    A small window was blown open by the cold wind, and the skylight and snowy shadows suddenly came in. The shadows were blown away, and it was so bright that people were overwhelmed.

    It feels like a final showdown.

    “You got it.”

    She sighed, “So do you plan to arrest me and question me?”

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