Seeing Jiang Lingyue coming back, Qingdai came over in panic, "Oh, Miss, you are back! Where are you going?"

Jiang Lingyue said perfunctorily: "Didn't Ziqi tell you? I've done something outside, and it took some time to do it."

Qingdai: "The emperor came to our mansion at dusk just now!"

Jiang Lingyue: "Oh."

Qingdai: "The emperor waited in the lady's house for an hour. Seeing that the lady hadn't come back yet, he went back to the palace first."

Jiang Lingyue: "Oh."

Qingdai: "Today, the emperor cut off the Regent's head in the execution ground in the south of the city. The Fu family will never cause any more troubles. When we enter the palace in the future, I think who dares to show your face to you!"

Jiang Lingyue stretched out her hand, slapped Qingdai's face, and blocked her chattering mouth. She turned to Ziqi, who had just walked out of the gate, and said, "He doesn't know, right?"

Ziqi shook his head, "Today, the shop in the east of the city has been opened, and the girl went to socialize with the merchants tonight."

After Ziqi finished speaking, he continued to ask: "Miss is okay? Our people were lost halfway through."

When Jiang Lingyue knew that the man she had invited her to was the man she had met in Jinyang City, she knew that Ziqi must have failed to keep up with her carriage.

Fortunately, Jiang Lingyue has learned about the other party's nest. Jiang Lingyue reached out and signaled Ziqi to come over. He quickly said something in his ear, and then strode into Murong Mansion.

Qingdai followed her irritably, "Miss, wait for me! Miss, what did you mean to Ziqi just now? What did you lose? Miss!"

That night, shortly after Jiang Lingyue returned to Murong Mansion, Nanchu Palace and Zhaoyang Palace.

Zhaoling walked into the warm pavilion of the main hall.

"emperor."

Jun Beiyi sat behind a thick stack of memorials, and did not look up, and said in a deep voice: "Say."

Zhao Ling: "Miss Murong did go to the newly opened shop in the east of the city in the afternoon, but disappeared shortly after. I didn't find out where he went. It seemed that there was someone in the Murong Mansion. At midnight, Ms. Murong returned to the mansion. The emperor, there was one more thing. Tonight, the concubine of the Yuan Dynasty in Fuyun Palace left the palace again. When she came back, she was in a mess, but finally found the painting."

Jun Beiyi: "Where did you find it?"

Zhao Ling: "The painting disappeared since that day when it came out of the Zangzhen Pavilion. Our people did not find out that the concubine Yuan was very good at light skills, and our people were unable to keep up, so we didn't know where she came from."

When Jun Beiyi heard this, he suddenly looked up at Zhaoling and asked, "I asked you about her, why did you tell me about Concubine Yuan?"

Zhao Ling glanced at Jun Beiyi's expression and said, "Emperor, the time when the Empress Yuan Concubine returned to the palace is basically consistent with the time when the Empress Yuan Concubine returned to the palace. When the Empress Yuan Concubine returned to the palace, the painting in her hand had been opened. So... I suspect that Miss Murong was with Empress Yuan tonight, as for that painting..."

Zhao Ling didn't say anything more.

Jun Beiyi's hand holding the pen in the air paused slightly, and a drop of red ink suddenly fell on the memorial, leaving behind a red flower that was neither big nor small.

After returning from Miaoyinfang, Jiang Lingyue first wore her stomach in Murong Mansion for three days and three nights. On the fourth day, she went to the palace and had lunch with Emperor Chu. When she left the palace, Miss Jiang "accidentally" sprained her ankle in the corridor, grinning in pain.

The corridors in the harem were filled with the flattest stones. No one knew how the skillful Miss Jiang walked, and she could sprain her foot.

Since I sprained my ankle, I naturally couldn't walk, so Miss Jiang could only reluctantly go to Fuyun Palace to rest nearby.

Oh, Fuyun Palace is where the concubine Yuan lives.
Chapter completed!