Although Hongyu's words sounded calm, it was not difficult to hear the slightest confrontation among them.

Recently, His Majesty has obviously trusted Sima Yanji more than usual and is willing to listen to what she said. However, she is less and less attracted to His Majesty. If this continues, she is afraid that her status will not be replaced by Sima Yanji soon.

At this moment, if she could take the opportunity to remove Sima Yanji, she would naturally be more at ease.

Now, among the four people around His Majesty who have been following him all year round, he is still alive. Although accompanying the king is like a tiger, it is too cold to the heights, but this also gives her endless power.

Recently, the nobles and nobles at the lower house have been sending gifts to the mansion she bought privately, just to ask her to say a few good words before His Holiness?

She is now the number one celebrity in front of His Majesty in everyone's eyes, and this position cannot be replaced by anyone.

When Sima Yanji heard this, she remained expressionless and didn't even look at her. She still looked at Meng Shiyue and said calmly: "For five consecutive days, my subordinates have used all their energy and used all their power to find Lord Mengjun and the others, but there is still no news about Lord Mengjun. Therefore, my subordinates cannot assure His Majesty that they will definitely find Lord Mengjun, and can only continue to pursue it with all their strength."

"Why does Lord Sima sound so weird?" Hongyu smiled and said in an extremely gentle voice: "The so-called doing your best is just a sentence. No one knows whether it is really done. Your Majesty is looking at the result, not the so-called process. If Lord Sima does his best but still has no result, then what is the meaning of your Majesty's efforts?"

The expression on Sima Yanji's face still did not change at all. Her eyes looked at Meng Shiyue as calm as water, and she was not angry at all by Hongyu's words.

Hongyu was not satisfied with her calm attitude. As long as she stimulated her, she impulsively promised in front of His Majesty to find Lord Mengjun within a certain period of time. If she couldn't find it, she would commit suicide in front of the palace. Then, she would have a great chance to eradicate the thorn in front of her.

So, she must now force her to make promises before His Majesty.

Staring at Sima Yanji, she continued: "Master Sima, it's not that I was trying to target him, but that Your Majesty misses Lord Mengjun so urgently. Lord Sima should understand it. Now some of my manpower has been dispatched to the north to guard the prince of Zhenbei to prevent the prince from suddenly coming, and the remaining part is also looking for suitable people everywhere to send them to the imperial tombs and responsible for the construction work... The important task of finding Lord Mengjun has always fallen on Lord Sima, and Your Majesty also put all his hopes on Lord Sima. If Lord Sima doesn't give His Majesty a promise, how can Your Majesty be at ease?"

After saying that, he raised his eyes slightly and looked at Meng Shiyue quietly, hoping to see a little dissatisfied expression with Sima Yanji in Meng Shiyue's eyes.

However, Meng Shiyue was still sitting behind the jade desk, looking down at the memorial placed on the jade desk, with no waves in her eyes, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Such a majesty made Hongyu feel a little uneasy, unable to guess the holy intention, and without knowing what she thought, he could not please her to the greatest extent. Therefore, sometimes even if Hongyu talks by herself, she will consider it herself.

But when I want to get rid of Sima Yanji, I will feel a little impulsive when I speak.

Now seeing His Majesty seemingly not caring about the conversation between them, he felt a little nervous in his heart as if he was tied up by something.

Sima Yanji was also looking at Meng Shiyue. Meng Shiyue's calmness did not give her any thoughts. She still said: "Your Majesty, my subordinate can only promise to do his best to pursue it. I would like to ask Your Majesty to give a clear understanding and spare my subordinate's crime."

"What are you guilty of?" Meng Shiyue suddenly said lightly.

This simple sentence immediately made Hongyu's heart tremble. She quickly squeezed out a little smile and smiled at Meng Shiyue, "I just hope that Lord Sima can do his best to do his best to do his best to do his best. I have no other intentions."

"Did I say you have any other meaning?" Meng Shiyue still didn't look up, took out the brush from the pen holder, dipped it in a little bit of ink, and didn't know what words he wrote on the memorial, and then raised it casually, and she threw the memorial aside.

She opened another one and continued to look up.

Hongyu was already covered in cold sweat at this time, and the clothes in front and behind her had already been wet. His Majesty was unhappy, but he didn't know why she was unhappy.

Is it because Sima Yanji still can't find Lord Mengjun, or because of what she said just now? But at this moment, His Majesty's calm expression made her dare not say a word.

Sima Yanji didn't say anything, but just stood there quietly. His Majesty didn't ask her, so she could only remain silent.

None of the three of them hummed, and the whole hall was quiet, as if even the sound of fighting breathing could be heard clearly by others.

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly there was a bang, and the brush in Meng Shiyue’s hand was heavily placed on the pen holder.

In fact, the sound was really not loud, but in this quiet environment, the sound made the two of them suddenly tighten their hearts, and they all looked up and looked at her seriously.

Meng Shiyue raised her eyes slightly and glanced at Hongyu calmly: "Have you replied to my question just now?"

"Reply... reply?" Hongyu couldn't react at all. She had asked just now. After thinking about it, she suddenly said: "Reply to Your Majesty, Hongyu knew his mistake, Hongyu would never dare to do it again! Your Majesty did not speak, but Hongyu randomly guessed His Majesty's intentions. Hongyu was guilty, Hongyu deserves to die!"

Meng Shiyue still glanced at her indifferently, but didn't say anything. Her faint eyes made Hongyu feel even more frightened and she didn't even dare to breathe.

Finally, Meng Shiyue finished reading a memorial on the jade desk, and then suddenly stood up and walked out of the hall.

As soon as she set off, Hongyu and Sima Yanji immediately stepped back and immediately followed after she walked past.

Walking out of the hall and looking up at the dizzy sky, Meng Cangyun's eyes flashed with helplessness behind his coldness: "Prepare for luggage, and set off for the imperial tomb early tomorrow morning."

"Yes!" Hongyu replied immediately.

Unexpectedly, Meng Cangyun said: "This time, Sima Yanji will accompany me."

It has been five days since Qiqi slept for five days, but there is still no sign of waking up until now.

As for the picture, Chu Xuanchi studied it for three days but couldn't figure it out. However, it seemed that he could see a little blurry outline, but he was not sure yet.

Judging from the outline alone, there seems to be a person in the painting, with a back standing in the wind.

He didn't know who the person was in this sentence, nor did he know whether his own eyes and thoughts were wrong. What does a back mean?

Qiqi couldn't wake up. Whether it was Chu Jiangnan's piano sound, her own blood, or Mu Chu's constant injection of needles, she had been sleeping in her dream for five days.

But people have looked much more peaceful these days, and they are not as surprised and whispered in nightmares like they were in the first place.

"Fourth Prince, your face is worse than yesterday." Chu Dingbei has been guarding the crystal pillar, guarding Meng Cangyun, who is still using his skills to heal his wounds, and the four seas who are not returning. He can naturally see clearly the changes in Chu Xuanchi over the past few days.

However, Meng Cangyun and Sihai Bugui's faces became rosy and shiny every day, and even their breath was getting better and better. However, on the contrary, his fourth prince's face was paler day by day. Until now, he was as terrifying as a dying person.

"...Bah!" Realizing what he was thinking just now, Chu Dingbei immediately spat hard and almost couldn't help but curse at him.

The Fourth Emperor Brother is still fine, how could he think of such unlucky words as "dead people"? I don't know what he is thinking, it's simply inexplicable!

"As a person grows up, he is still irritable, what kind of morality is it?" Chu Xuanchi withdrew his gaze that fell on the scroll, looked at him with a look down, then turned his head to look at the two people sitting on the cold jade, in order to conceal the fatigue and disorderly atmosphere in his eyes now.

It’s not that Chu Dingbei didn’t know his intention. Every time he focused on studying the scroll above his head for a while, his face would always turn white or even go ashes, and his breath would be chaotic.

However, even if he knew, he couldn't help. He couldn't see the scroll at all. He would be addicted to it at first glance. If no one helped him, he might be forced to suffocate and die by his own hallucinations.

The Fourth Emperor Brother could not look at the scroll for a long time at first, but later he gradually got better. Now, if you keep staring at the scroll and keep looking at it, you can still look at it for half an hour in one breath.

However, after several days of research, I still couldn't find it out. Is it really necessary to continue researching? He was very suspicious.

Who can guarantee that the witch's sleep must be related to this scroll? What if it is all his guess? Then wouldn't the effort of these few days really be wasted?

Chu Xuanchi ignored his thoughts and adjusted his breath. After a while, he took a deep breath after his body's bloodline was not so uncomfortable, and planned to continue looking up at the picture.

"Fourth Prince, I can't continue!" Chu Dingbei felt panic when he saw his actions and hurriedly stopped him, "Let's stop here today. If you continue like this, you won't be able to withstand it!"

"It's okay." Chu Xuanchi ignored it, his eyes were already locked on the scroll, and he said calmly: "I have my own sense of responsibility."

Chu Dingbei moved his lips and wanted to say something else. Seeing that he had put all his thoughts on the scroll, he finally swallowed the words he said to his lips.

Now, after Wuming learned the invisibility technique taught by the Fourth Emperor Brother, he was sent out to inquire about the news. He Lianzhang was also sent to continue to study the mechanism of the crystal pillar. In the entire crystal pillar, except for Meng Cangyun and Sihai who ignored everything, they were the only ones left.

And the Fourth Emperor never listened to his words.

Just as I was sad, a slight sound of footsteps suddenly floated.
Chapter completed!