After being reborn, being alone as a queen

The imperial pharmacy is full of medicinal materials, and the strong medicinal fragrance can be smelled through a door.

There are tripods in the yard, and on the tripods are large and small dustpans, and some medicinal materials that need to be dried are placed in the dustpans.

Song Huaian followed Chen Xi's master and servant to their resting yard

After the little drug boy sent Chen Xi back to his room, he went back to his own yard to sleep.

This is an elegant small pavilion built on the lake, stretching from the shore by a trestle bridge, very elegant.

The crescent moon and rare stars on the sky are reflected in the water.

Song Huaian thought about it

If Chen Xi really knew about His Majesty's injury, he would definitely be the only one who could find out the clues.

Candlelight shines through the window

It seemed that Chen Xi was still asleep, and Song Huaian was also standing behind the rockery on the shore without moving.

After a while, the window was opened from the inside

Chen Xi looked up at the moon with a troubled expression on his face, holding a thin piece of letter paper in his hand, he didn't know what was on it.

Song Huaian was really afraid that he would be like a lovesick boudoir lady who would stand by the window for a whole night

Then wouldn't he want to return without success or feed the mosquitoes here overnight?

Fortunately, only half a cup of tea was passed

Chen Xi then turned around and returned to the house, and after a while, extinguished the candle.

Song Huaian waited for a while before jumping down, with his toes touching the water surface, causing a circle of ripples.

It landed directly in the open space in front of the Xiaoxie

There were not many rooms in this small pavilion, so they soon found Chen Xi's study.

Song Huaian took out a small luminous pearl in his arms in the warehouse of the prime minister's mansion. Among the four countries, there is a country that exclusively produces this kind of luminous pearl. It is valuable and beautiful, and can also be used for lighting. Every year, boxes and boxes of tributes are sent to His Majesty Send it to the imperial court.

His Majesty used it to reward the ministers from time to time, especially in his prime minister's mansion, at least half of a box of royal tribute could be obtained.

However, the Big Ye Mingzhu can still be carved into all kinds of things to enjoy, and the Little Ye Ming Pearl is useless.

Song Huai'an hasn't been back to the Prime Minister's Mansion for more than three years. In the past, the big night pearls that came to the mansion as rewards were carved into various night lights by his order, and the rest were put in the warehouse, probably when the servants were dismissed. I didn't look carefully and was taken away.

There are only a bunch of little night pearls lying alone in the box

Song Huaian couldn't help but laugh. He held up the Ye Mingzhu and turned it around several rows of bookshelves carefully. They were all books related to medical skills, and most of them were handwritten prescriptions.

It seems that he is still trying to restore some medical classics with missing edges and pages due to the age. The words on the cover are so worn that they can't be read clearly.

But there was nothing he was looking for.

Song Huaian took the book out of his hand and put it back on the bookshelf, and walked around the room a few more times with Ye Mingzhu, finally his eyes fell on the somewhat messy desk in his room.

Moonlight pours in through the window lattice

There were some prescriptions on the table, Song Huaian flipped through them casually, and found a piece of paper between the pages, which caught his attention

The paper is earth-colored, and even poor people have not used this kind of paper for a long time since rice paper became available.

The characters above are not the ones you usually see, but a very strange one.

But Song Huai'an happened to know this kind of writing, which originated from Beiyan and was difficult to understand.

Song Huaian held up the Ye Mingzhu and carefully identified it. After translating it, there was a piece of folk remedies on the paper.

Most of the medicinal materials in this folk prescription are not extremely rare, but only the medicine cited..

The emperor's heart.

Ye Mingzhu lay in Song Huaian's palm, exuding a faint white light, reflecting all the emotions in his eyes

Shocked pain, endless regret

The tip of my heart and fingertips are trembling

The two watches had passed, and the guards in the palace changed round after round, and there was no one in the small pavilion in the lake, leaving no trace of anyone's presence.

Is His Majesty going to sleep now?

Still tossing and turning, having nightmares every night?

Song Huaian was full of these questions related to Mu Xiu, a mess.

And here is too far away from Chaoyang Palace

The guards of the Imperial Hospital can still handle it. The Chaoyang Palace is the emperor's bedroom. According to his current ability, he may be noticed before sneaking into it.

Now I bear the face of my previous life, once discovered

unimaginable consequences

...

A group of Imperial Forest Army patrolled past Song Huaian Station

The leading guard suddenly raised his hand: "Stop."

The team behind him stopped at the sound, and everyone subconsciously put their hands on the hilt of their waists, looking around cautiously with expressions on their faces.

Both sides of this palace road are densely wooded jungles, dark and rumbling, it is indeed a good place for assassins to hide.

After holding the lantern for a long time, there was no movement.

One person asked, "Boss, what's the matter?"

The leading guard did not relax, as this kind of path sandwiched by lush jungles usually only smells of flowers and leaves rotting in the soil, but he just smelled a smell different from the above in the air. Any kind of flavor.

He wrinkled his nose, savored it again and said: "Someone came here just now."

There is a kind of fragrance in the air, and the smell has dissipated a little, leaving only some residual fragrance.

But just from the lingering fragrance, one can tell that this fragrance must be a very precious fragrance, and those who can smell it are either rich or noble.

There are countless varieties of incense in the world. There seems to be no difference in appearance between the top-quality incense and the inferior incense on the market. The common people also smell similar to the incense used in those noble houses, but anyone who understands knows that the gap is huge. Call it worlds apart.

To be able to smell the lingering fragrance after being exposed to the air for so long is definitely the best fragrance.

But also because he only smelled the lingering fragrance, the leading guard couldn't tell what kind of fragrance it was for a while, so he only thought about mentioning this matter to the boss.

No matter how noble the other party's status is, it's unreasonable to appear in such a place in the middle of the night.

The deputy commander waved his hand: "Spread out and look around."

"Yes!"

The guards held their swords in one hand and spread out with the lanterns in their hands to check

Explore the grass here, pick up the vines there

The deputy commander said: "Boss, are you a dog's nose? So smart? Why don't I have anything..."

He just wanted to say he didn't smell it, but he smelled it faintly

The leading guard turned to look at him: "Have you ever smelled this smell?"

The deputy commander frowned: "It's kind of familiar."

But can't remember where I smelled it.

After half a stick of incense, everyone got nothing

"Reporting to the commander, the subordinates checked the surroundings, but there was nothing."

A principal and a deputy commander looked at each other, thinking about it

The man waved his hand: "The whole team, let's go."

After the imperial forest army had gone away, there was the sound of trampling on dead leaves from a certain side of the jungle.

Song Huaian looked at the face that was so close to him, and said with disgust: "Everyone is gone, can you take this thing off us?"

"My lord."

The man chuckled, took off the black robes covering the two of them, and said, "I've been recognized so quickly."

Song Huaian patted the clothes on his body and said, "The landlord deliberately left a totem on my arm, isn't it just for me to recognize it? Why are you pretending to be stupid now?"

The corner of the man's lips twitched, and he cupped his hands in a serious manner: "It's really rude to offend the prime minister."

Song Huai'an's expression changed in an instant, and his phoenix eyes suppressed a cold light: "I don't know what the landlord means by this statement?"

The man restrained his smile, and squinted at him: "Young master, isn't he facing Prime Minister Song's face now? In that case, I'm not wrong, am I?"

Song Huai'an squinted his eyes, he always felt that this person didn't show it like this, and there seemed to be a deeper meaning in his words.

The man didn't explain much, and put the robe in his hand back on his shoulders, and said casually: "Young master, why are you so hostile? The color of your clothes is too conspicuous. If it wasn't for me just now, you might be in distress right now." How to get out."

Song Huaian took out the sound transmission bell in his arms and said, "Isn't this a toy?"

The man smiled, knowing that he was blaming himself for not obeying his orders

"I heard the ringtone, but tonight I'm busy meeting an old friend, so I missed the appointment, so I'm going to look for you now."

Song Huaian frowned, old friend?

"Your old friend is in the palace? I'm curious, who are you?"

The man smiled and looked at him: "Trying to pry into other people's secrets is not a good habit, it's risky."

Song Huaian was silent

The man turned his head, the light penetrating through the gap of the vine hit his face, the light and shadow were mottled, his tone seemed to be nostalgic

"What happened in the past can't go back."

Song Huaian couldn't be bothered to watch him babble, so he turned around and bowed out of the jungle, covered in mud and leaves.

He looked at his clothes, feeling quite distressed.

"The moon is fine tonight, let's find a place to talk?"

There was a sudden sound in my ear, and I didn't expect that guy to follow.

The man took off his black robe, which was covered in dew and muddy leaves, and rolled it up. The clothes on his body were not stained with any dirt at all, which contrasted sharply with Song Huaian's appearance covered in fallen leaves.

Song Huaian's back molars are a little itchy

The man grinned at him, showing his neat and white teeth: "Don't blame me, you don't want to wear this yourself."

Song Huai'an ignored him, and only after looking at the dark sky did he realize that the moon is quite good today, and the surrounding scenery is illuminated by the bright moonlight like daylight.

He looked at the person opposite, slightly shocked

The two had been facing each other for a while since they were in the jungle just now, and it was only now that he saw each other's appearance clearly

The man wore a loose white robe without any pattern, but it didn't look dull at all when worn on him. On the contrary, it seemed to be very valuable, and the soft moonlight halo shrouded his body.

Slender willow-leaf eyes, red lips, a cinnabar mole the size of a sesame seed on the corner of the lips, a head of hip-length hair hanging behind her back, tied loosely at the end with a hair band, two strands hanging from her temples .

A face seems to have two extremes, it is extremely stunning when smiling, and extremely elegant when not smiling.

Could this face be disguised again?

The man seemed to see what he was thinking, and his eyebrows and eyes frowned: "It's useless to covet, this is my own face."

Song Huaian withdrew his gaze: "You..."

Before he finished speaking, the man grabbed his arm and ran to the other side, saying: "It's not suitable to talk too much here."

Not long after they left, the moon was covered by a floating cloud, and the sky and the earth suddenly became dark

There was a slight sound of trees swaying in the jungle on the other side, and a piece of clothing flicked through the gaps between the sparse trees.