My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 1: One hundred and eleventh

Mo Lin quickly stepped inside, and at a glance she saw the smiling mother who was safe and sound, her heart was slightly loose, she leaned her robe a few steps forward and bowed down, "Queen mother."

"My son, get up quickly." Queen Zhao hurriedly helped her with her hands. "You child, look, you have not been able to rest well after running for so long, and your face has lost a lot of weight."

Mo Lin gave her a helpless look and helped her sit down. "Mother, has there been anything happening in the palace these past two days."

"Here, my mother, everything is very well, please be at ease, your Royal Highness." Queen Zhao's close-knit grandmother, smiled and handed a cup of tea, and stepped back and stood behind the queen.

"Yeah, there's nothing wrong with my mother." Queen Zhao said with a smile, "My child, you will be very tired when you come back, so you should go back to the East Palace and rest first. Our mothers will talk together tomorrow. Don’t worry for a while. Look at you, your eye circles are dark, have you been traveling day and night?"

As the mother and son were talking, a shrill cry came from outside the temple, and in a hurry, a little beaten **** rolled in from the outside, kowtow and cry with tears as soon as he met each other. Said, "Help, Niang Niang, help!"

Queen Zhao's graceful and elegant face immediately sank, and she scolded displeasedly, "Who are you? How dare you break into the palace."

Don’t need Queen Zhao’s order, the patrol guards who received the news had already rushed in with knives and guns, and surrounded the group of small eunuchs who had rushed into Queen Zhao’s bedroom without permission. .

"Niangniang, forgive me, Niangniang." The little **** banged his head.

"Niang Niang, this is the little benefactor next to Concubine Zheng." The old woman behind Queen Zhao leaned over to her master and whispered.

Queen Zhao was even more displeased when she heard that, she talked to her son in a good manner, where the mad dog came in and spoiled it, which is really disgusting!

"Xiao Enzi, you are not waiting for your master in Huaihua Palace, you ran to this palace and yelled at you, what is your name?"

"Niang Niang Niang Niang." Xiao Enzi cried bitterly, kowtowing her head like garlic, "A little palace lady in Huaihua Palace suddenly mutated. She was so powerful that she strangled two or three court ladies and eunuchs one after another when she saw someone pinched. Those who were strangled to death also mutated into her appearance and continued to harm others in the Huaihua Palace. The guards who passed by were almost unable to restrain them! The young ones rushed out and came forward. Please help me!"

Mo Lin was slightly startled, raised her eyebrows and asked very directly, "The little palace lady before, was it a dead corpse?"

In this palace, it's normal to die a few little eunuchs every day.

Especially the person from Huaihua Palace, relying on his father's favor, is usually very prosperous. If the court ladies and eunuchs around him have something that doesn't fit that person's heart, it's not unusual to fight or kill.

Xiao Enzi was startled as soon as she heard it, her head drooping silently.

Queen Zhao sharpened her eyes, patted the sandalwood dwarf case hard, and said angrily, "Did you understand the question?"

Xiao Enzi couldn't stand the scare at all, so she recruited in a few words: the mutant little palace lady was the dressing girl who was killed by Zheng Guifei's stick early this morning, and she wanted to let someone pull out to find a mass grave at noon. Buried, but did not expect such a change to happen.

"Return to the wind." The prince whispered.

A young black-clothed boy with sharp eyebrows and sharp eyebrows immediately appeared next to the prince, bowed his head and saluted, "Your Highness."

"You quickly take the twenty Long Jinwei people to Huaihua Palace to deal with it, and don't let the situation spread." The prince said in a cold voice.

He has a bad hunch, I'm afraid this change...sooner or later will spread.