Chapter 206 Mist

Mo Ziyao has been in a bad mood these days. She sent someone to the mass grave to find Xiaoxiao's body, but she was not found, which made her very uneasy. She didn't know what Xiaoxiao had suffered in the days of her absence, and she didn't even leave her body after death.

As long as she thinks of this, it makes her heartbroken.

She really wanted to rush to Yi Zhaorong's Luoyi Palace to ask her, but Ruan Lingzheng asked her not to meet Mrs. Ya and others during this period. There was nothing she could do, so she had to suppress the matter for the time being.

In a blink of an eye, it was winter again. After several months of recuperation, Mo Ziyao's injuries were almost healed.

On this day, she was sitting in the pavilion in the courtyard drinking tea. Yunlan came to her side and said in a low voice, "Mother, Mrs. Yun is here."

With a "dang", the cup lid in Mo Ziyao's hand hit the edge of the cup and came so soon? After putting the teacup, I looked up and saw a lotus blue gold thread embroidered pomegranate satin robe, and Mrs. Yun, dressed in purple sable coat, came with the help of Le'er.

"Cousin is so idle!" Mrs. Yun said with a smile as she undressed.

Mo Ziyao made people sit down and said with a smile, "There is no leisure. It's just that I've been in the room for a long time to breathe."

Mrs. Yun's beautiful eyes glanced at the courtyard and said, "In the past, I came to you happily. Today is the first time I have come to my cousin. Look, this courtyard is quiet and unique, and the pattern decoration is pleasing to the eyes, and these flowers and trees are extraordinary at first glance. They really want everything. It's better than Yongshan Palace."

Everyone knows that Mrs. Yun is the best at fiddling with flowers and plants. Her Yongshan Palace was once known as the 'wonderland in the palace', and it is really 'favorable' to praise Yuyao Palace so much.

Mo Ziyao looked at her and said with a smile, "If you really think I'm good here, then come to me often."

"Ha ha, as long as my cousin doesn't bother me, then the relationship is good." After saying that, Mrs. Yun waved gently. A maid came forward with a delicate gift box in her hand. She took the gift box from the maidservant and gently opened it. There was an excellent Lingzhi lying in it.

"This is a wild ganoderma lucidum found in the depths of Changbai Mountain. I heard from my father that this is a ganoderma lucidum with a thousand years of growth. Some days ago, my cousin just returned to the palace and was so seriously ill. Although I asked Leer to send some supplements, they were all ordinary things. I accidentally got this Ganoderma lucidum and sent it to me.

Without waiting for Mo Ziyao to say anything, she took another look at another maid holding a delicate square sandalwood box carved with complicated patterns. The maid came forward. She took the box from her maid and said, "There is still a piece of uncut pigeon blood, which is not valuable, but it is used for her cousin at will. Just carve something for fun." After saying that, he handed it to Mo Ziyao with the thousand-year-old ginseng just now.

Mo Ziyao refused, "My sister's heart is appreciated by my cousin, but these things are too valuable. How can my cousin receive them? Let's take it back!"

Mrs. Yun suddenly sent such a valuable thing. Mo Ziyao knew in her heart that it was impossible for her to do so without a purpose. Although she called her cousin affectionately, in fact, both of them knew that they could not even have a blood relationship. How can they talk about sisterhood?

When Mrs. Yun saw that Mo Ziyao didn't answer, her smile instantly froze on her face and frowned and said, "Cousin doesn't like it? I still don't like my things..." Speaking of this, he held his sleeves and covered his face, looking very sad.

Mo Ziyao couldn't refuse, and it was not easy to sweep her face. "What my sister said, my cousin just accept it." She raised her hand and asked Yunlan to pick it up, and asked her to go to the library to find some good exotic treasures and some rare flowers and plants for her, which revealed the matter.

Yuzhi came up with tea and retreated respectfully.

"I'm afraid it's not as easy for my sister to come to me to enjoy the scenery of the small courtyard, is it?" Mo Ziyao took a sip of tea and said in a light voice.

"Yes, I'm here to tell my cousin something." With that, Mrs. Yun approached Mo Ziyao and whispered, "Your maid Xiaoxiao is not dead at all."

"What!" Mo Ziyao stood up with excitement and almost shook off the teacup in her hand.

"Yes, after you learned of her death that day, you must have sent someone to the mass grave to find her, didn't you find her body?"

Mo Ziyao heard that Xiaoxiao was not dead. She was so excited that she took Mrs. Yun's arm and said urgently, "Do you think Xiaoxiao is still alive? She is still alive! ...Is this true?"

Mrs. Yun nodded. Yes, she didn't die. I saved her." Mo Ziyao suddenly realized her gaffe and quickly let go of her arm. Fortunately, Mrs. Yun didn't mind.

"Great! So where is she now?

Mrs Yun said, "When my people rescued her, she was hurt too badly. At that time, you were no longer in the palace, so I had to order someone to send her to the city. Now she is much better and resting in the house.

Mo Ziyao's excited heart suddenly cooled down after listening. Just now, when I heard that Xiaoxiao was still alive, I was excited and had time to think about many things in the future. Now calm down and think about it carefully. I'm afraid Xiaoxiao's matter is not that simple.

Sure enough, Mrs. Yun said again: "Everyone knows that she is dead. If she goes back to the palace again, I'm afraid it will cause unnecessary trouble. It's better to let her rest in Taifu's house at ease. At present, it seems that we should find a way to get rid of Yi Zhaorong first.

Mo Ziyao's hand under his broad sleeves clenched. Sure enough, I mean that your Mrs. Yun would be so kind. She not only reminded me to beware of Mrs. Ya, but also rescued Xiaoxiao from Yi Zhaorong. It turned out that all you did was to help you get rid of Yi Zhaorong.

"Although Xiaoxiao is not dead now, she has also become a bargaining chip for Mrs. Yun to threaten me." Mo Ziyao thought of this and her whole heart sank.

Of course, she can completely choose to refuse, but in this way, Xiaoxiao's life is worrying. She is not a cruel person and can't let Xiaoxiao go at all.

Although she is very disgusted with Mrs. Yun's despicable means of threatening people, she has no choice but to get on Mrs. Yun's boat for Xiaoxiao. Fortunately, Yi Zhaorong is also their common enemy.

"If you want me to help you get rid of Yi Zhaorong, okay. But you have to tell me why you didn't touch Mrs. Ya but turned to her? Also, what's wrong with Xiaoxiao and Yi Zhaorong? Why did Mrs. Ya say that Xiaoxiao was dead, but she was still alive?

Mrs. Yun has been walking for a long time. Mo Ziyao stood in the courtyard and looked at the dark sky in the distance for a long time.

Half a sound, she returned to the stone table and sat down, reached out to take the teacup on the table, picked it up, put it down, lowered her eyes and sighed deeply.

"Mother, do you want me to add some tea for you?" Yuzhi thought that the tea in the cup was cold, so she quickly reached out to pick up the cup in Mo Ziyao's hand.

Mo Ziyao waved her hand, put the teacup on the stone table, and got up and said, "No, I'm a little tired. I won't drink this tea. Let's withdraw it."

"Yes." Yuzhi neatly cleaned up the things on the stone table and retreated respectfully.

When Mo Ziyao looked back again, she found that pure white snow had floated in the sky. Silver snowflakes flew all over the sky, burying all the colors in the palace.

She unconsciously reached out to pick it up, and the snowflakes fell on the palm of her hand and melted in an instant, leaving only a trace of cold feeling. It spread from the palm to the heart.

Somehow, Mo Ziyao suddenly remembered the thick snow in front of the gate of Xilin Palace. Suddenly remembered that night, why did people design it and still didn't know?

She closed her eyes gently. Although this matter has been going on for a long time, she will still not forget that night, Ruan Lingzheng's anger was mixed with endless pain.

"Princess Xi..." Mo Ziyao once again wanted to solve this puzzle that had been haunting her heart.

Why did she cruelly abandon Ruan Lingzheng at that time, and how she died, and why Xilin Palace became a forbidden place in the deep palace...

The snow in front of her suddenly stopped, and Mo Ziyao looked up. It turned out that Yunlan was holding an umbrella.

"Sister Lan, when do you think this snow will last?" Mo Ziyao opened her mouth and asked mutterly.

Yunlan's cold voice came: "Looking at this day, I'm afraid it will be down for a long time. I have been in the palace for so long, and I have never seen such heavy snow. If the mother feels cold, the maidservant will marry the heater.

Mo Ziyao shook her head slowly. It was cold, but she didn't want a heater. Her heart was heavy and cold. She didn't expect that she and Wanqiu were in the expedition that day, and she really bumped into Yi Zhaorong's maidservant. Fortunately, Xiaoxiao found that she was stopped before she reported the matter to Yi Zhaorong.

But why did Yi Zhaorong torture Xiaoxiao and ask him about leaving the palace? Where did she learn that she had left the palace? I believe that this matter will definitely not be said by Xiaoxiao, but why did Yi Zhaorong get the news? If Mrs. Ya learned that it was because of Yi Zhaorong, then Mrs. Yun knew the whole thing as if she were coming in person. Where did she learn about it?

Obviously, someone deliberately wanted to push Xiaoxiao out to achieve his purpose of restraining himself. Who is this person? Mrs. Ya? Or is it Mrs. Yun? Or the black hand who has been hiding behind the scenes?

Too many questions gathered together, and Mo Ziyao faintly smelled the conspiracy. Who is leading all this behind it? She suddenly had a hunch that when everything came out, those who had framed her would also surface one by one...