Reborn! The terminally ill prince has taken a fancy to me again

"My servant heard that there are various types of manuscripts and fragments in Tianlu Pavilion, among which there is no lack of sorting out witchcraft cases in the royal family of the past dynasties, but... those are all secret cases."

Nanny Ning's words awakened Chang Ning. If you want to say that there is nothing lacking in the deep palace, there are countless secrets. Although witchcraft and the like are not on the table, they are indispensable in the methods of fighting for favor in the harem of all dynasties. Luge, there must be something she wants.

"Go, take someone to Tianlu Pavilion to have a look."

"But Your Highness..."

Nanny Ning frowned and was about to say something more, but was interrupted by Chang Ning gently raised his hand, and gave her a secret wink. Nanny Ning turned her attention to Hua Zuili, and immediately understood the eldest princess' intentions—— The flowers are drunk and can be used as a scapegoat.

She instructed the two wives meaningfully, "Take Miss Hua down first."

The two women unceremoniously supported the girl, and when they walked out of the hall, no one noticed the sneer on her lips.

……

Arriving at a side hall, the inside is gloomy, it looks like a cage for criminal slaves, Hua Zuili doesn't care where she is at this time, but her clothes are still wet, and when the wind blows her whole body feels like stepping into a prison. Just like in the ice cellar.

Nurse Ning whispered to the side: "Go and get a big cloak for the young lady."

The little lady monitor Yan Shun followed the next sentence, and returned in a short while with a big cloak in her hands. Hua Zuili took it without politeness, and put it on her body. She rubbed her hands for a while, and then smiled at Nurse Ning said:

"Thank you Mammy for your kindness, but I don't know if the Eldest Princess will be angry with Mammy and blame Mammy for changing my clothes for me?"

"Missy is still eloquent in such a situation, I don't know if it's good or bad." Nanny Ning paused, her expression became even weirder, "Missy is involved in witchcraft, and she must know the pros and cons of it. You are now half-legged into the coffin I don’t know what else to explain.”

"Kill me, are you sure?" Hua Zuili's body shrank from the cold, but her mind became more and more sober. Gotta have a back pad in case you need it, don't you?"

"you!"

Nanny Ning didn't expect her to be so open-minded, her eyes were even more gloomy, and she was looking up and down with a bit of ambiguity in her eyes. After a long time, she sighed softly and murmured:
"Since the eldest lady has this awareness, she must have already made preparations. The old slave will not say anything more, but just remind you that you are not only the daughter of the Prime Minister's family now, don't be impulsive, but you will be hurt. others."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked out, Hua Zuili was a little stunned, she could understand the first few words, but who was the last sentence 'don't hurt others' referring to?Plum snow?But Princess Changning and Mei Zhuoxue have always been at odds, so why did she suddenly feel worried?
A thought came to her mind, but it was obviously not the time to think about it. When she stepped out of the house, she saw a maid standing under the locust tree—that is, the maid who narrated the whole story for her just now. She snorted coldly at her, Suddenly, his figure flickered and disappeared from sight.

Hua Zuili raised her eyebrows, feeling amused by Beiyue's childish solicitation of credit, turned around and walked out, and Nanny Ning was already waiting for her outside.

"Witchcraft is not big, but it is not small. In order not to cause unnecessary trouble, please be careful in your words and deeds later, Miss, and don't make trouble."

"Yes, Zui Li wrote it down."

Tianlu Pavilion is next to the high wall of the imperial palace. Today is Muxiu. The number of historians who come here to compile records is much less than usual. When you touch the envoy's palace card, the guards at the gate see that people in the Jingning Palace dare not Negligent, respectful but also stopped her from going.

"Presumptuous!" Nurse Ning frowned coldly, "His Majesty Chang Ning needs a letter to heal His Highness Fifth, and this is also acquiesced by His Majesty. Could it be that you have to disobey His Majesty's words?!"

The guards broke out in cold sweat: "It's not that I don't believe it, but that entering Tianlu Pavilion really requires the Holy Master's handwriting, otherwise no one will be allowed to enter."

"It's unreasonable!"

Nanny Ning shouted, but her eyes casually glanced at the high wall on the right. Tianlu Pavilion contained countless secret messages. Emperor Huan was worried, so he made Tianlu Pavilion next to the palace. out.

Therefore, when she saw a certain petite figure stepping over the high wall from the palace into Tianlu Pavilion very neatly, she let go of her hanging heart halfway, and she gave the guard a vicious look and turned to leave.

Besides, Hua Zuili didn't dare to be careless after successfully leaping into Tianlu Pavilion. There was Nanny Ning in front of her to attract attention, and she asked Beiyue to bring a small group of people to make a noise to attract the rest of the guards.

The yard was quieter now, and she sped across the cobblestones to the house in the middle of the house and slammed the door shut.

Panting with his back against the door, he looked up and was shocked for a moment.

Rows of wisteria wooden shelves are filled with bamboo books and scrolls, and the hanging boards are written with year names. Hua Zuili walked over a little bit and found that these scrolls had existed since the early days of the dynasty. She wanted to find the scrolls from seven years ago. The matter, that is, Tianhe 12 years, then this... to find out when...

She felt a headache in her head.

Walking inside, she looked at a few rows of wooden frames, and then she found that these wooden frames were like the veins of the house, walking through them little by little, and as the years changed, everything was summed up according to the development of the situation.

However, she searched around Tianhe Twelve's files, but found no records related to the 'Yinghuo Rebellion'. Could it be... burnt?
tap... tap...

There was a slight sound of footsteps behind him.

Hua Zuili concentrated her energy abruptly, put down the scroll in her hand and half bent over, quietly hid behind the heavy cabinet.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

"Your Majesty, if you are not in good health, don't come here in person. Isn't it the same to send an old slave to watch over you?"

"Cough! No, I heard from the spies that someone was causing trouble near the attic. I'm worried. I have to come and see! Cough cough cough..."

"My lord, please slow down."

Listening to their conversation, Hua Zuili was even more stunned. A pavilion with a secret case was highly valued. She could understand the twists and turns. Maybe an emperor would come here in person with a sick body. Pay attention.

Hua Zuili had an intuition that something she had been wondering about was about to surface.

The sound of footsteps walked in, and Emperor Huan came to a wooden frame that was close to the wall. He looked a little dazed, coughed a few times and waved his hands, ordering Xiao Quanzi, who was supporting him, to push the wooden frame from the middle to the sides.

Xiao Quanzi was puzzled, but he did as well.