Although the tyrant stopped talking, his previous words still left a deep doubt in Anjiu's heart.

Eaten?

What does being eaten mean?

놆 literally means 놅 to eat, what else?

An Jiu felt that it was probably eaten literally.

After all, the emperor's attitude towards eating was very special and strange.

But by whom?

Is there a murderer in this palace who killed the emperor's favorite concubine and ate her?

An Jiu thought of that night in Jinxiu Palace when the tyrant hid under the bed like a child, looking out with a terrified face. Could it be that he was under the bed when Concubine Chun died, and he was looking at the murderer at that time?

An Jiu's mind is in a mess. If this is true, it would be terrible.

Seeing An Jiu’s pale face, King Jing thought for a moment, seeming to be hesitating whether to tell An Jiu.

An Jiu saw that she was coming. She shouldn't have asked, but she couldn't help asking.

"Your Highness, do you want to say something?"

King Jing nodded. He didn't like beating around the bush, but he couldn't keep secrets.

He said: "Your Majesty said 놅 was eaten, not 놆 by people, but 놆 by rats."

An Jiu was surprised: "Rat?"

"right."

King Jing whispered to her, "Concubine Chun was banished to the cold palace, and later died unexpectedly. Her body was eaten by rats, and when she was found, she was completely disfigured..."

At that time, King Jing's mother also died. He couldn't accept it for a while and went to the military camp. Later, he heard people talk about it.

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty was in that room at the time." King Jing sighed, "Don't mention this matter in front of Your Majesty."

"Because he has forgotten everything?" An Jiu asked.

King Jing nodded, and looked at the meat-eating tyrant with a sigh, "He probably went to find Concubine Chun that day, but met the murderer, so he hid under the bed and escaped. Because he was in the cold palace, the servants didn't care, and no one knew that Concubine Chun was dead. He stayed under the bed and watched his mother's body being eaten by rats... After he was rescued, he didn't see any difference. Some people said that he was heartless and didn't care that his mother died, but later everyone found out that he had forgotten everything."

King Jing sneered, full of sarcasm: "Father, it's good that everyone else in the palace thinks he has forgotten."

Perhaps for the late emperor and others, the death was only the death of a woman in the harem, and death was death, but for Emperor Jing Wang, that was their mother.

King Jing could never let it go.

However, An Jiu felt that there was something fishy about King Jing's words about Concubine Chun.

Normally, when a child sees his mother in trouble, even if he was frightened and didn't come, he shouldn't stay there all the time. Moreover, the emperor has a very high IQ, so he should be calmer than other children. He couldn't have hidden under the bed for three days...

unless……

An Jiu thought of a very terrible possibility.

"What did you think of?" King Jing looked at An Jiu. He felt that the little palace maid's expression was not right.

An Jiu pursed her lips: "I was thinking..."

After a pause, she said, "I can only guess that the reason why Your Majesty hid under the bed and didn't come out is not because the murderer is in the room..."

King Jing was stunned: "What did you say?"

"I said that maybe the murderer has been in the house all along..."

An Jiu was also frightened by his own thought and got goose bumps all over his body.

Is it possible?

The murderer killed someone but did not leave the cold palace. He watched rats eat Concubine Chun's body, while Concubine Chun's son was hiding under the bed... Did the murderer know about this?

If you don't know, that's fine. If you know...

A seven-year-old child watched his mother die, and then watched his mother's body being eaten by rats...

An Jiu frowned. Just thinking about it made him feel uncomfortable and his back went cold.

King Jing's face was solemn.

He looked at An Jiu, his lips trembling: "This..."

He wanted to say it was impossible.

How is that possible?

Can……

How is that impossible?

Maybe that's why, under the stimulation of Concubine Chun's corpse being eaten by rats, and the murderer staying there to intimidate... the emperor was so shocked that he became like this...

yes.

Why hadn't he thought of it before?

"I think that's it..." King Jing said affirmatively. He also wanted to discuss with An Jiu. He found that the palace maid in front of him looked ordinary, but she was very smart. Maybe when his mother died, she could also discover something?

However, An Jiu's attention was all on the Tyrant. When she saw that he had finished eating, she ran over and asked the Tyrant with a smile.

“Are you full?”

The tyrant shook his head.

There wasn't much meat on a rabbit, but Anjiu felt that there was no benefit in staying outside any longer. She wanted Tyrant to go back, but Tyrant didn't want to and just stared at the dead rabbit.

An Jiu asked someone to roast another one for him. He also picked a lot of wild vegetables in the morning, and even a few mushrooms that had escaped the net. An Jiu washed and roasted them all and handed them to the emperor.

"Eat it with mushroom skewers."

The tyrant disliked vegetarian food and his face was full of resistance.

An Jiu coaxed her like a child: "It's delicious, try it."

The naive girl eats instant noodles and lives in a rented house, but I start to feel sorry for the boss who lives in a mansion, drives a luxury car, and has a stomachache when drinking...

An Jiu secretly despised himself.

The tyrant reluctantly tasted it, and then his eyes widened.

"It's delicious. I want more."

An Jiu gave them all to him.

King Jing saw that they were all right, so he also organized a barbecue, and the forest was instantly filled with fragrance.

But since there were so many of them, they didn't dare to get close even if there was prey, so they could only watch from outside.

After eating, the Tyrant yawned. An Jiu knew that he took a nap every day, so he said he wanted to go back.

King Jing told her that this place was at the edge of the forest and the road was not easy to walk on, so it would take an hour to go back.

An Jiu: "..."

The tyrant must have woken up before we got back.

She was not too worried about this, as she had so many personal soldiers with her, but she was worried that the emperor would come again after waking up.

She was too lazy to bother.

King Jing was obviously very experienced. He tied ropes between two trees to make a simple hammock, and the tyrant fell asleep soon after lying on it.

An Jiu finally breathed a sigh of relief, but was afraid that the emperor would catch a cold in the forest, so she could only stay by his side...

An unknown amount of time had passed before An Jiu was awakened by a burst of cheers. When she opened her eyes, she saw a group of people gathered together, doing something unknown.

She was the only woman here, and she was too embarrassed to go over, and she also wanted to go to the toilet.

I took a look at the tyrant's hammock. There was no one in the hammock. It seemed that he had gotten up.

An Jiu tidied up her clothes and hair, went to the toilet first, and then went to ask King Jing if there was any water source nearby.

King Jing's guard was very enthusiastic and generous. He told An Jiu that there was a stream not far away and said he could take her there.

An Jiu nodded. It was not safe in the forest either. If you went there alone and encountered danger, you would be killed.

The water source is not far away, and you can hear the laughter of the campers by the water.

An Jiu asked: "What are they laughing at?"

King Jing's men said, "We have hunted down a silver fox."

An Jiu was surprised: "Really? His Royal Highness Prince Jing is really amazing."

King Jing's men explained: "No, Your Majesty, Your Majesty has caught you."

The word "catch" was used very cleverly. Thinking of the rabbit whose neck was broken in the morning, An Jiu already had a picture in his mind.

Anjiu was not in a good mood: "Your Majesty is really amazing."

What’s the use of King Jing’s big physique? He’s a muscular man and it’s obvious that he’s not as flexible as the emperor.

Just like the parents in kindergarten who think their children are smarter than other children...

King Jing's men laughed and said, "Oh, I didn't know your majesty's martial arts were so strong."

An Jiu nodded. If it weren't for this problem, the emperor would definitely be a perfect person, capable of both literature and martial arts, and handsome...

Who will benefit in the future?