Chapter 213: Getting Well
Chapter 213: Getting Well
But just as she finished thinking this, Qi Yue asked the question like a worm in her stomach.
"Amo, have you been sleeping in your room this whole time?"
Xiao Mo smiled and looked at him puzzledly: "Of course, what's wrong?"
"Nothing. General Nie's case has been handed over to the Dali Temple for investigation. Did you know?"
He looked at her quietly, not wanting to miss any subtle changes in her expression.
Xiao Mo opened her eyes wide in surprise: "Really? That's great!"
Qi Yue stared at her with deep eyes without blinking: "Qi Minxiu said that he didn't kill the person.
But if the Dali Temple finds out that all the evidence points to him and the Emperor wants to punish him, will you plead for him?"
Xiao Mo deepened the smile at the corners of her eyes, concealing the hatred in her eyes, and looked at him with the same gaze.
"Whoever killed Master deserves to die. I won't plead for mercy."
She did not directly answer whether or not, but instead delved into the topic and expressed her attitude towards the matter.
Qi Yue's smile faded slightly, and he turned his head away unnaturally: "Your enemy is my enemy. I will help you get revenge, Amo."
Xiao Mo looked at his guilty expression, and the smile in the corner of her eyes gradually faded.
Suddenly, she felt as if there was a surge of energy in her heart and chest, and she couldn't help but cough violently a few times.
Qi Yue turned around worriedly, quickly stood up and patted her back: "What's wrong? Why are you coughing so violently all of a sudden?"
Xiao Mo took a deep breath and waved at him, her throat choked and she couldn't make a sound for a while.
His joy turned into anger, and he looked towards the door: "Where's General Xiao's medicine? Why hasn't he brought it here yet?"
The palace maid waiting outside the door was about to report when Shen Yun walked in with steaming hot medicine.
"The medicine is here."
Qi Yue reached out and took the bowl of medicine from the tray in front of her, turned around, scooped a spoonful and blew gently.
Xiao Mo subconsciously wanted to reach out to take the bowl, but she put it back as soon as she raised it.
After feeding her the medicine, Qi Yue stayed by her bedside until Xiao Mo fell asleep before leaving.
Because of the incident of eavesdropping on the roof late at night, Xiao Mo's already weak health became even worse.
Shen Yun blamed herself for not taking good care of her, but Xiao Mo said that this illness happened at the right time.
Because of this, she was "forced" to stay in the East Palace for a few more days.
It just helped her avoid many detours and earned her a lot of sympathy from Qi Yue.
That day, she made an excuse of being bored and told Qi Yue that she wanted to go out for some fresh air.
In order to prevent Qi Yue from placing someone around her, she told him directly that she only knew Princess Zhaoning in the palace and wanted to find her to relieve her boredom.
He knew that Princess Zhaoning had held a martial arts competition to win a husband, so he didn't think too much about it and agreed without thinking too much.
In the harem, Zhao Ning was catching moths in the imperial garden. The moment he saw Xiao Mo, his smiling face froze in an instant.
She had heard about what happened between Qi Minxiu, her, and Nie Changyuan. Although it had little to do with her, they had a very good relationship in the past.
And Qi Minxiu is her royal brother.
People who don't care about worldly affairs will show what they think on their faces.
After Zhao Ning handed the thing in his hand to the palace maid behind him, he walked towards Xiao Mo with an unnatural expression.
"Emperor..." Sister-in-law!
She almost screamed out of habit, but luckily she braked at the critical moment.
"Xiao, Xiao, Sister Mo, can I call you like this from now on?"
Xiao Mo looked at her and smiled faintly: "It's all right."
Zhao Ning pursed her lips, not knowing what to talk to her about, so she could only start with Yang Zerui.
"Sister, are you here to see me because of Arui? Did he get into trouble in the barracks?"
"No, is it true that the only way for us to connect is through him?"
Xiao Mo put away her smile and frowned slightly, pretending to be unhappy.
Zhao Ning waved his hands quickly after hearing this, and smiled brightly: "How could it be, I just, just..."
She just didn't expect that he would still be willing to come and see her after what happened to Nie Changyuan.
But she didn't know how to say it, so she could only stammer for a long time without uttering a single word.
Xiao Mo saw through her thoughts, pursed her lips and walked over to her with a hint of smile: "Let's go to your palace for some tea."
Zhao Ning didn't understand what she meant at first. When she was about to say that the weather was nice today, the palace maid behind her gave her a look.
She quickly changed what she was about to say before she could even utter it.
"Well, although my sister often comes to the palace, she rarely comes to my place."
As she spoke, she turned around and ordered her personal maid, "Hurry up and prepare some delicious snacks and hot tea."
The palace maid left immediately, not giving Xiao Mo any chance to refuse.
Zhao Ning happily took her hand and said, "Sister Mo, let's go!"
Xiao Mo really likes lively and cute girls like her. Among her friends, it seems that only she and Lu Yao are like this.
To be precise, she was like this before she was eighteen. It seems that all girls who were raised and spoiled by their parents have this kind of personality.
After returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion, she seemed to have grown up overnight. There were no elders around her who would act cute and coquettish, and she became cold and taciturn.
Unconsciously, Xiao Mo thought of Nie Changyuan again.
He remembered how she had done something wrong and thrown a tantrum in his arms before she returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Nie Changyuan always tried to coax her with nice words for a long time, but if that didn't work, he would just take her down the mountain to play on the street.
Now things and people have changed, these images can only exist in our minds and will never appear again.
Xiao Mo was sad for a moment, and didn't want Zhao Ning to see it, so she could only force a faint smile.
In the past two days, she asked Shen Yun to find out the relationship between Zhao Ning and Wu Zhaoyi.
Last time, she seemed to have overheard on the roof of Yongyang Palace that Concubine Wu had a miscarriage caused by Concubine Liang.
Generally, the concubines in the palace are family members of officials in the previous dynasty, either sisters or daughters.
If Wu Zhaoyi's brother or father's official position in the previous dynasty could help her with her revenge, then she would have to establish a good relationship with this Wu Zhaoyi.
But if she went to find her rashly, it would inevitably arouse suspicion.
So at this time she had to rely on Princess Zhaoning, who was also in the harem, to reveal some information to her.
They came to Showa Palace chatting and laughing. As soon as they entered the house, the palace maids brought up some steaming snacks.
Xiao Mo didn't want to eat it at first, but couldn't resist Zhao Ning's constant persuasion, so she picked up one and took a small bite.
"I heard that there is a Concubine Wu in the harem who is the most skillful and the best at making snacks." She pretended to mention it casually.
Zhao Ning quickly corrected her after hearing this: "Well, that's not right. Wu Zhaoyi is good at playing the piano, and it's Concubine Su who is good at making snacks."
Xiao Mo nodded and said softly, "I don't pay much attention to the affairs of the harem. I heard these from the servants. Maybe I got them mixed up."
She smiled nonchalantly, picked up the fragrant tea and took a sip: "This smells so good!"
Zhao Ning sighed regretfully, his mind completely focused on what Xiao Mo had just said.
"Concubine Wu is a lovely woman. She has been in the palace for many years but has not had a child. Now she finally got pregnant with the heir, but the miscarriage happened for no apparent reason. What a pitiful person."
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