Zhu Cheng suddenly remembered something and turned to ask: "How is the investigation going on the matter that Ah Ying asked you to do?"

Changle said: "You said that Aying helped the Li family find relatives? After checking, neither the Li family nor the Lan family had any missing children."

Zhu Cheng was a little puzzled: "Why is Ah Ying suddenly looking for a lost child? Not only did she ask the Li family to look for it, but she also asked you to do it too. Are you worried about the Li family?"

Changle looked indifferent: "She has never been close to the Li family, so it's normal to worry about them. However, a lost child suddenly appeared. The more I think about it, the more strange it becomes."

Zhu Cheng asked: "Why is it so strange?"

Changle then replied: "This matter has been in my mind for a long time. Half a year ago, I gave Ah Ying a slave. The slave looked very much like an old friend you and I are familiar with. From this, I guess

Ah Ying is inexplicably looking for a lost child this time, and I'm afraid it has something to do with that slave."

Zhu Cheng was slightly startled: "An old friend of mine? I wonder who that slave looks like?"

Changle paused and said in a very low voice: "Lan Zhaoyi."

Zhu Cheng suddenly raised his eyelids, his eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but think of the tragic sea of ​​​​fire and the furious roar of the Holy One.

Changle looked at his pale face and knew what was going on in his mind, and he was sighing in his heart: "Hey, such a kind person, why did he go crazy inexplicably? If Aying's child hadn't been protected by the gods, he would have been there long ago.

Burned alive in the sea of ​​fire."

Zhu Cheng sighed: "That woman is really cruel, and she is willing to give up her own daughter! I heard that when the Holy One took Ah Ying out, she was as dead as a dead baby."

Dead baby?

Something suddenly occurred to Changle's mind. Back then, when she was still young, she and her brother went to the residence of University Scholar Li as a guest.

I met a woman in rags by chance, screaming in pain in front of the Li Mansion. She was holding a child and insisted on breaking in. When she saw herself, it was like seeing a life-saving straw.

She knelt on the ground, grabbed her skirt, and wailed sadly. She said that she was an old friend of Lan Zhaoyi's back then, and begged herself to help her meet with Academician Li, and also begged herself to save the baby in her arms.

Little baby.

Changle glanced at the swaddled baby, whose face was pale and dying. She wanted to help her, but was stopped. She could only watch the woman being beaten with bruises all over her body and being driven away alive.

Yes, back then, Li Ping had a prosperous career as an official, ups and downs. Knowing that the woman was an old friend of Lan Zhaoyi's, he was afraid of avoiding her. How could he agree to meet her?

It was a mercy not to beat her to death on the spot.

Changle didn't know why, but he thought of this inexplicably. The sickly infant in front of the Li family's house, as well as the faces of Na Manu and Lan Zhaoyi, gradually overlapped...

Lan Zhaoyi was a taboo in the Wei royal court. Her disappearance, together with the cover-up of the unspeakable scandal in the palace, most of the people related to that incident died without their bodies intact. No one in Chang'an City who had seen Lan Zhaoyi had ever seen her.

There was not much left, but she would always remember that woman's beautiful face.

Manu is still young and his appearance has not yet fully formed, while Lan Zhaoyi has been crazy for more than ten years, and her appearance has been tortured into disfigurement. Unless these two are compared together, no one would have imagined that there would be any connection between them.

Changle raised her hand to put down the tea cup, but found that her hand was trembling. An unbelievable, ridiculous idea suddenly appeared in her heart.

It was obviously unbelievable, but it made her thoughts confused.

Seeing that her body was shaking uncontrollably, Zhu Cheng thought it was cold, so he stood up and closed the window that was blown by the wind. When he turned around, he saw that she was still in a daze, so he asked: "Xiaozhi, what's wrong with you?"

?The world is full of wonders, and there are so many people who look alike. Don’t think too much about it. That matter has already passed.”

Changle shook her head with a strange look on her face, and suddenly came back to her senses. She stood up, looking inexplicably anxious: "Cheng Lang, I feel very uneasy, you have to help me!"

Zhu Cheng's eyes were slightly puzzled. He had never seen Chang Le with such an exposed emotion in many years. At this moment, he felt something in his heart for no reason. He recalled the time when they were young, and he gently grabbed the woman's soft little hand and held it in his palm.

.

He said eagerly: "Changle, I will definitely help you, just tell me."

A comforting smile appeared on Changle's cheek: "You must order someone to keep an eye on the Li family. All people who are related to the Li family and move around must be checked."

After Zhu Cheng left, Chang Le, who looked like a shy little daughter a second ago, immediately returned to being as cold as ice.

Yuan Qi looked a little worried: "Your Highness, do you really want your consort to be involved in this matter?"

Chang Le sneered: "Lending his help to investigate this matter can help me solve a lot of troubles. Besides, I have to make a good appearance for my enemies, right?"

**

In the evening, after having dinner with the little princess, Pei Yan walked towards his dormitory under the afterglow of the setting sun.

There was the sound of feet stepping on leaves from behind, and someone was approaching step by step. The alert young man acted as usual, but his fingertips had already touched the hidden weapon in his sleeve.

Sure enough, in the next moment, a cold palm suddenly touched his neck. This man was far less tall than him, but his martial arts skills were not bad. His palm was like made of iron, full of extraordinary strength.
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But the young man was gifted, and he grabbed his collar and threw him back easily. In the next second, like a poisonous snake, he quickly pressed the hidden weapon against his neck.

"Tell me! Who are you!" Pei Yan stared at the person in front of him.

"Mr. Lang, you have seen me." The man's voice was very feminine and very identifiable.

The person in front of him was wearing a dark green eunuch's robe, and his face was thin and old. There was a winding scar on his chin that spread behind his ears, and the pale skin made it look hideous and terrifying.

Pei Yan's eyes flashed. The thief who was sneaking in front of the little princess's chamber that night overlapped with the eunuch in front of him: "Is it you?"

The eunuch bowed respectfully to Pei Yan, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was filled with a deep cold air. It seemed like a smile but not a smile. Looking at it, one could not help but feel chills running down one's spine.

Those long, narrow and deep eyes flashed with fierce gaze, and his voice was more sinister and gentle than the cold winter sky: "This slave is an old friend of Lan Zhaoyi's, and has served Zhaoyi for many years."

As soon as these words came out, Pei Yan's eyes flashed with a cold light. He didn't know the purpose of this person, but he just said dutifully: "Why are you sneaking around in Her Royal Highness the Princess's bedroom every night? What are your intentions?"
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Chapter completed!