Hua Weiling's injuries seemed serious, but in fact she could get off the ground after a few days.

At this time, she could sit in the soft chair and talk and laugh with the palace maids. When she heard the news, Hua Weiling immediately turned around to see the two people coming in at the entrance of the hall.

Wang and Mu Jinghong came over together, and Hua Weiling felt a little surprised.

Why did the legitimate mother and Princess come together? It doesn’t look like they had agreed.

"I've met Concubine Ling!"

The two saluted to the person sitting on the chair.

Hua Weiling waved his hand quickly, "No need to be polite!"

"I came here to visit Empress Ling today. Seeing that the Empress was very happy, I felt relieved!"

"Princess Yu is intent!"

When Wang saw Mu Jinghong, he sighed softly in his heart.

"Empress Ling helped me before entering the palace. Now I see Empress Ling suffer this pain but I can't do anything. If I can help in the future, I'll ask Empress Ling to speak!"

"Princess Xu is so serious, and I was also helping myself at that time." Whether in Taohua Village or Baiwentai, the first thing she considered was the Hua family.

Mu Jinghong smiled slightly.

Before he could speak, someone came in to report, "Empress Ling, the emperor and Priest Liu are here!"

Hua Weiling was stunned and hurriedly stood up from the chair. The palace maid next to her immediately went forward to support her.

When she twisted her feet, Hua Weiling got up quickly for a moment, and a tingling pain came from her ankle.

"I'm..."

Before Hua Weiling came up to salute, a bright yellow figure walked over like the wind, and helped Hua Weiling up the soft branchesless, saying merciful, "If you are injured, don't move!"

"Yes, the emperor!"

Hua Weiling responded in a low voice.

"My wife pays homage to the emperor..." Wang and Mu Jinghong bowed at the same time.

Chu Yu's deep eyes swept to Mu Jinghong, who was begging for his eyes, and sat back in the chair with Hua Weiling, "Princess Qi is here too."

Mu Jinghong lowered his head slightly.

As soon as Liu Shukuang came back from outside, he changed into a robe and hurried to report to the emperor, and was immediately taken here.

There are some things he has to ask Hua Weiling, who is somewhat suspicious whether Hua Weiling had reported something before that.

"Liu Aiqing."

"I'm here."

"It's about Concubine Ling. You can check it carefully and you will definitely find out the envoy behind me," Chu Yu put down his words and looked at Liu Shukuang.

"yes."

Liu Shukuang walked forward seriously and asked Hua Weiling about the day before, asking her if there were any omissions, so that she could think about it carefully.

Hua Weiling thought about it, but still had no results and shook her head in a daze.

"Emperor, Concubine Ling's affairs are correct. I will do my best to chase the people behind the scenes."

"Since that's the case, Liu Aiqing is so busy."

"This is my duty."

Chu Yuming waved his sleeves, and Liu Shukuang looked up at Hua Weiling. Seeing Hua Weiling staring at him in a daze, Liu Shukuang was a little stunned, but soon covered his sight and left the hall first.

"You are resting, I still have affairs."

"Greatly send me the emperor!"

Chu Yu waved his sleeves at her, indicating that she didn't have to see her off. When he looked at Mu Jinghong, his steps were slightly paused, "The princess is weak, so there is no need to save any gifts and trouble. The descendants will come to inform the queen." The latter sentence was to Eunuch Zheng beside him.

Eunuch Zheng nodded quickly and agreed, and glanced at Mu Jinghong with a strange look.

Mu Jinghong thanked him for being neither humble nor arrogant: "Thank you the emperor for his kindness."

Looking at her gaze, Chu Yu's eyes were dark and he walked away with a big strode.

The hall was a little strangely quiet for a moment.

Mu Jinghong straightened up and narrowed his eyes to look at the emperor who was leaving.

Chu Yu's attention to himself was too obvious.

Looking back, seeing Wang, Hua Weiling and others flashing strange gazes, Mu Jinghong continued to talk to the two of them as if he was ignorant.

When Mu Jinghong left the hall, Wang sat on one side and said with concern: "The emperor seems to be a little different when he is waiting for the princess."

Wang's expression was covered with a strange look.

Thinking of the rumors in the past few days, my expression became even more weird. Could it be that this is true?

Hua Weiling pursed her thin lips, and was also a little worried, "Mother, as long as my Hua family is watching quietly, it's better not to get involved in these things. The emperor is not allowed to discuss the princess below. It's because he has heard of the wall. Didn't his mother teach her daughter since she was a child?"

Wang was relieved and felt distressed. He should have had a better marriage waiting, but he entered the palace early to be a concubine.

Within the palace walls, the strong are prey on the weak, but her unconfrontational temperament cannot go long.

"Mother doesn't have to worry about her daughter. I know how to act in the palace."

The mother and daughter held hands tightly together, and silence was better than thousands of words.

...

Mu Jinghong came out of the hall gate, looked at the dense rain curtain, held up an umbrella and walked through the stone bridge, and walked into the corridor on the other side.

In the corridor, two beautiful young women were walking quietly and talking softly.

"I've seen Princess!"

The two walked up to them and saluted.

Mu Jinghong's gaze was projected on Jin Molan. Seeing that she was intact, I thought she was shocked last night.

"Did Princess Wei just come out of the palace of Concubine Ling?" Lu Wanqing glanced behind her.

Mu Jinghong nodded.

Jin Molan turned her head and looked at the rain outside and said, "This rain may take a few days. When I happened to encounter it, Princess Gui walked around?"

“Okay.”

"please!"

Mu Jinghong took a small step in front, and the two of them fell half a step.

"Is Lord Lu okay?"

Having seen Liu Shukuang, it was fine, so she asked Lu Wenqing casually.

Jin Molan's eyes moved slightly and said, "Husband is excellent."

"Then I'll be relieved."

Lu Wanqing was a little frightened when she heard this, and looked at the two of them uneasy. Since her elder brother said those words to her, she did not dare to look directly at her sister-in-law.

I was afraid that she would see something.

At this time, when Lu Wanqing heard Mu Jinghong say something about his elder brother, he was a little panicked.

I don’t know what the eldest brother and Princess Lu have.

Seeing that Mu Jinghong did not mention what happened last night, Jin Molan felt a little relieved.

It was also at this time that the attendant of the Imperial Heavenly Prison quickly walked through the corridor, walked into the ear porch, turned to the short corridor here, bowed to the few people, and said, "Princess, the priest, send a villain to come here to invite you to the small priest hall!"

The small sacrificial hall is the temple where the priest lives in the hunting palace. However, at this time, Liu Shukuang sent someone to come over to invite him, which was a bit strange.

Could it be...

Mu Jinghong suddenly looked sideways at Jin Molan, his expression being a little quiet.

Jin Molan was stunned by her eyes with such a look. She was about to ask, but when she heard Mu Jinghong say, "Please lead the way."

"Princess, please come here!"

The servant reached out and took the umbrella from Mu Jinghong's hand. Mu Jinghong opened his side and said, "Just lead the way forward."

"yes!"

The servant covered his strange eyes and led the way.

Priest Duanmu never let someone hold an umbrella when it rains.

The action just now was a bit...similar!

In the past, people in the Imperial Heavenly Prison had followed Duanmu Zunyue with them, knowing some of her habits.

Although a small umbrella can draw a lot of wonderful arguments from the mouth of the Duanmu Priest.

The two watched her into the rain and entered the corridor. Lu Wanqing looked back at Jin Molan, with a complicated expression.
To be continued...