Huang Qin moved quickly. After being assigned by King Jing and his subordinates, he explored and confirmed everywhere. Through analysis, he came to the closest result to the truth, that is, the spy was neither from the capital nor from Qizhou, Jinzhou, but from the cloud king of Yunzhou.

Luo Huaiyuan, the king of cloud, is the fourth Prince of today. He ranks higher than King Jing, but he was born in the same year as king Jing. The matrilineal line is not prominent, even humble. King Jing's mother was a talented man first and then a concubine, while King Yun's mother was a palace man and gave him a concubine first. However, King Yun was in a state of infatuation and stupidity since he was five years old, which disgusted emperor Xi today.

Later, when King Yun grew up, this situation was even worse. Even when he got married as an adult, he was afraid of the woman's bad reputation, so his mother and imperial concubine were angry and reduced to talents. King Yun's situation was similar to that of King Jing. They were all sent out.

Cloud king has always had rumors that he is as stupid as a pig, timid and cowardly, but he didn't expect to do such a thing.

But thinking of his own situation, King Jing realized something.

Huang Qin informed King Jing of his results. He was also a little uneasy, because it was not like what king Yun would do, but he didn't expect King Jing to question.

King Jing picked up the tea cup, scratched the soup noodles with the tea cover, and took two sips.

His face is always indifferent, and his eyes are dark and inexplicable.

"There's no need to check at this time. You'll do the rest." King Jing said word by word, probably because he didn't often say so many sentences at one time, and his speech speed was very slow.

King Jing, who has always been silent, will only say more words when he meets official business or when he faces so few people.

Huang Qin nodded and didn't ask why he didn't check it out.

King Jing put down the tea lamp and stepped out. Huang Qin sat in the room. After thinking hard for half a minute, his eyes flashed.

It seems that more than one person dressed as a pig and ate a tiger!

Out of this courtyard in the remote area of King Jing's residence, Fushun has been waiting outside the gate.

Fushun attends with King Jing all the year round, and King Jing will not take him unless he meets some secret things. Fushun naturally understood the truth, but he didn't want to quarrel.

All the way back to Jingtai hall, it was late at this time. King Jing had dinner in the front yard today, so he went to bathe and change clothes as soon as he came back.

Wearing profane clothes and trousers, King Jing came out of the bathroom. After thinking about it, he asked the eunuch serving beside him to put on an outer dress for him.

King Jing didn't speak, and Fushun didn't ask. He watched King Jing go out of the back bedroom hall to the room where Xiaohua used to be.

Fushun's face was dry. He didn't dare to look at the face of the dark king standing outside the door.

"Your Highness, Mrs. Hua has moved to the West courtyard." Fushun's voice was very low.

After a pause, he said, "why don't you go to the west yard?"

King Jing didn't speak, but turned back to his study.

Standing in front of the bookshelf, I seem to have picked up a book at random and turned it over. In the dead corner of Fushun's sight, there was a small note in the book.

King Jing touched the note, closed the book, put it back, and turned back to the back bedroom hall. He was about to have a rest.

Fushun sighed silently in his heart and didn't speak again.