The year is not good

Back at Shaozhenglou and looking at the empty study, Qi Wujie felt depressed, and the desk without Chu Li lying on his lying side seemed as empty as he did.

Just as he was a little disappointed, he saw Yuan Yi walk in, "Your Majesty, I heard the little mosquito say that you call your subordinates to come, but what are your instructions?"

Qi Wujie immediately put away his mood and started doing serious things, "What's going on in the harem these days? What's wrong with Qi Hua?"

"Return to the prince, since the Chengyang Marquis' Mansion was raided, the imperial concubine has been under house arrest by the emperor in his palace. He has fallen ill several times during his hearing. Jin Zui, the imperial concubine's personal maid, has requested to meet the emperor many times, but they have all been rejected. Maybe he knew that pretending to be sick is useless, and has gradually faded a lot in the past few days."

Qi Wujie nodded, "In a few days, the will of the disposal of Chengyang Marquis will come down. The Empress Dowager chose to stand by and retreat to Mount Zhongli. No one in the harem of the previous dynasty could plead for her. This is a good opportunity to take advantage of the situation. Let Qihua not let this opportunity go! Give her some pain!"

Yuan Yimingran, "Then... do you want Qihua to check something else?"

Why doesn’t Qi Wujie want to know the truth about his mother’s death?

But it was really not a good time at this time. He shook his head and warned: "You should not expose the relationship between Qihua and us now. Just let Qihua find a way to teach her a lesson. Don't act without permission!"

Yuan Yi quickly lowered his head, "It's because my subordinates are talking too much."

Just as he was about to retreat, he saw Qi Wujie knocking on the desk with his index finger. There was a dull sound of dong dong dong echoing in the study room, and each sound stopped on Yuan Yi's heart.

This is the manifestation of Qi Wujie thinking about problems. I think there is something else to ask himself or to order him to do it. He hurriedly kept silent and waited to listen to the following.

Sure enough, Qi Wujie took his hand back and looked at Yuan Yi next to him again, "What are Qi Yu doing these days?

Why didn't he see?"

Yuan Yi breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had investigated this matter long ago.

"When the prince came back, he died when he touched the pillar in front of the hall. Qi Yu hid like a turtle with his head shrank. I don't know if it was a master who gave me some advice. These days, I was peaceful and did not get involved in this matter at all!"

Qi Wujie frowned. What happened like this?

He originally didn't take Qi Yu to heart, but since Qi Yu's party pulled Liu Ling'an off the position of queen, he had to be careful about Qi Yu.

Not to mention anything else, maybe Qi Yu was holding on to something bad. When he was unprepared, he suddenly appeared and threw a huge rock into the calm lake that had stirred up thousands of waves.

Yuan Yi said again: "I heard that Qi Tianyou intended to use Ma Yao to involve Qi Yu, and set up a trap for this, but Qi Yu turned a deaf ear to it and did not take the bait."

Qi Wujie was a little more cautious about Qi Yu. He has become more cunning recently. I don’t know if he has grown his mind or has another expert on his guidance?

"Qi Yu should also pay close attention. If he has any abnormal movements recently or has contacted some strange people, tell me immediately!"

"I understand!"

Yuan Yi bowed and took only two steps, and Qi Wujie called him back again.

Yuan Yi wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed secretly in his heart. This year, the capital was in chaos, and the horrifying things were one after another. What he feared most now was that his prince and Chu Li got together.

Because as long as these two people have met, there will be millions of conspiracies to be implemented, and every matter is a major event that will lose its head. Yuan Yi felt that most of his hair was so anxious this year.
Chapter completed!