Meng Zixian didn't dare to ponder over it. He quickly stood up and Gu Jingcheng was startled.

"I know, I will think it through." Meng Zixian threw those words and fled in panic.

She ran all the way back to her previous residence. Her heart was like a ball of hemp rope. She didn't dare to think about what she had thought about before.

Song Que had a beautiful lady in his heart. Even if she had any thoughts, she would still struggle to get along. She was naturally free, so she would not like this unsatisfying result.

She stood in the courtyard, the night wind rising and blowing on her face. The moon was bright and the stars were high in the sky. The gentle light fell on her face, giving it a jade-like sheen, and her eyelashes curled up like a butterfly waiting to fly away.

Gu Jing Cheng was worried about Meng Zixian, so he followed her all the way here. Unexpectedly, he saw this scene.

Meng Zixian's dress was fluttering in the wind. The fragrance that was already on her body was drifting along with the wind. Her black hair was flowing down like a waterfall.

Gu Jingcheng didn't even blink when he saw it. This was Meng Zixian who he hadn't seen before, and he liked seeing Meng Zixian with all kinds of different faces.

He memorized it in his heart. At this moment, his mind was like a small sprout, ready to sprout.

"Your Highness." After Xin'er was done with the water, she came over and saw Gu Jing Cheng standing there in a daze, as she called out softly.

Meng Zixian heard it, and turned his head to look. His eyes shone like two pieces of obsidian under the moonlight, and were shining brightly.

"You go in first."

Xin'er carried the water into the room and began to clean it up. Gu Jing Cheng stepped forward and said gently, "You dropped your handkerchief in your rush just now."

"Thank you." Meng Zixian took the handkerchief and held it in her hand, smiling unnaturally.

"It's already late, time to rest." Gu Jingcheng and Meng Zixian nodded to each other. Then, he turned around and left. Meng Zixian looked at his back and saw Song Qishen in her mind.

"Miss, the bed is ready. Would you like to rest now?"

Xin Er's words interrupted her imagination. She nodded perfunctorily, washed her face as if she was fighting a war, and crawled into bed, not daring to think any further.

Meng Zixian slept soundly, drifting up and down like a small boat. Her head felt light and her feet felt heavy. When she woke up, she was in a trance. She looked at the curtain and did not react.

"Miss, are you awake?" After Xin'er finished cleaning, she stayed by the door and asked after hearing the commotion.

"Yes."

After Xin'er knocked on the door, she came in with a basin of water to help Meng Zixian dress.

If Meng Zixian wasn't still in a half awake dream, she would have refused the services of others. With just a set of martial arts skills, she had already finished the entire set of makeup.

Meng Zixian finally woke up a bit and walked to the front yard. In the end, she bumped into Song Qi.

The two of them looked at each other. It was still Song Qishen who spoke first, "The Lingzhi has been taken away."

Lingzhi?

Meng Zijing thought for a moment and finally reacted. This time, he followed Song Que and went to find Gu Jing Cheng.

In the study.

The three of them had solemn expressions on their faces.

"Looks like the person behind this is in a hurry to make a move."

"According to what Fugui said, I sent someone to investigate the location where Lingzhi used to stay and found a letter."

Song Que took out the letter. After Gu Jingcheng and Meng Zixian read it, he said seriously, "I have already deduced that it was Zheng Ning."

"Now, are we going to gather the evidence for the emperor?" Meng Zixian asked.

Gu Jingcheng shook his head, "No, to the Emperor, a concubine is just something that he doesn't care about."

Song Que sneered: "He doesn't care. He's got someone to take care of him."

Gu Jingcheng and Song Qishen looked at each other and understood that Meng Zixian was not familiar with the imperial court and was a little suspicious.

Gu Jing Cheng saw her confusion, so he explained: "Imperial Concubine Rong is a chess piece of the Rong family, the two chess pieces they put in are not low in status, and now they're all gone, how can they just let it go like this? Give them the evidence, and the Rong family will cause a ruckus themselves."

Meng Zixian nodded, "That makes sense."

"I've already obtained the Lingzhi. I'll head there myself. When the time comes, one is good and the other two are icing on the cake."

Once Meng Zixian heard that Song Qishen was going to find Lingzhi, her interest was piqued and she said, "I'll go with you!"

Song Qishen glanced at her and Meng Zixian suddenly remembered that she had an argument with Song Qishen yesterday.

"Sure."

Meng Zixian followed Song Que with four experts.

They arrived at a abandoned house on the outskirts of the city and stood guard outside. The people inside did not come out either.

"Do it." Song Qi waved his hand and the four people immediately disappeared.

However, after a long time, these people still hadn't come out. Song Que and Meng Zian looked at each other and decided to go in.

This abandoned house was very big, and upon reaching the house, it was completely silent. They didn't even see a trace of human life, so they could only go down to the floor and check every room one by one, but they couldn't find anyone.

"Could there be a secret chamber?" Meng Zixian asked.

The two of them searched around for a long time before finally finding a hidden room in a very small room. The moment the door to the hidden room was opened, it was pitch black inside. It was so empty that it seemed to want to suck a person in.

The two of them followed without fear. What they didn't know was that the person hiding in the dark was watching them as they walked in, a sinister smile on his face.

There really wasn't any light in this tunnel. Meng Zi waited for a long time and finally got used to the darkness. He could see Song Que's outline clearly in the darkness.

Song Qi He stopped and Meng Zi Xian didn't notice. He crashed into the river, but Song Qi He's broad and sturdy back was pressed against Meng Zi Xian's soft face. Song Qi He was a bit stiff, so Meng Zi Xian felt embarrassed and quickly took two steps back, tripping over something on his feet.

Ah!" Meng Zixian thought she was going to fall, but Song Qi rushed forward and grabbed her waist.

"Be careful." Song Que was unhappy.

Song Que's hand left her waist and that hot feeling was imprinted on her waist. Meng Zixian had been paying attention to this all along.

They walked a long way before they found the one that lit the fire. They carried a small candle and walked slowly forward.

It was too quiet here, so quiet that it was scary. Meng Zixian felt that this place was dangerous and always felt cold behind her back.

"Song Que river, didn't we enter too smoothly?"

"Why is there no one here?"

When Meng Zixian asked, Song Qishen only replied, "Shut up."

She had no choice but to remain silent. She looked around shamelessly and found that there was a mural painted on the wall here. It was crooked, yet it was also not delicate. It was extremely ugly.

Song Que was in front and his foot stepped on something.

"Why aren't you leaving?" Meng Zixian didn't notice and urged.

After a long time, Song Que slowly said, "I might have stepped on a trap."