Hong Yao subconsciously stroked the handle of the umbrella in her palm.

These days, the Zhongyuan Festival is approaching. There are many flowers and trees needed in the palace. Siyuan is too busy to get busy, so Hongling is temporarily borrowed to help. She agreed to go back to her original place to serve after she finishes her work.

There are several acres of flower fields in Siyuan and two quite large greenhouses. Because they occupy too much space, they are far away from the other end of the Yudai River and are not in the same place as the Sixth Bureau and one of the Departments. It takes a lot of effort to go back and forth.

However, the two sides were so far away, and I never heard of something coming here in Siyuan. What did Hongling do when she came back?

It must not be here to do the job.

Red Medicine instinctively thinks so.

This thought was just for life, and her body responded quickly before her mind. She closed the umbrella and flashed, then hid in the corner of the wall, and used the still thick vines to cover it and sneaked into the distance.

Hongling soon walked out of the depths of the alley, looked around and saw that there was no one around, so she quickly walked out, and then she disappeared into another stairs after turning three or two.

Added up before and after, less than five breaths.

Hong Yao's eyes opened slightly, and she felt quite surprised.

Looking at the direction Hong Ling left, she was heading to Siyuan, which means that she returned to Shangdian Bureau and went to the alley without anyone's eyes and eyes, just to stay at the corner of the alley for five breaths.

It's so strange.

Hong Yao took out a veil to wipe the rain, and her heart was full of doubts.

However, this time, she did not intend to go and investigate.

The horror night more than a month ago, to this day, often scared her. She didn't want to face that danger again.

She shrank her body deep into the vine, without even realizing the raindrops falling, and she only focused on looking at where Hongling had appeared before.

The terrain of the six bureaus and one department has been around for two lifetimes. Not to mention that it is familiar everywhere, the general direction will never be mistaken.

She could see at a glance that the place was very close to the intersection leading to the Shangfu Bureau, and there was a dead end in the corner. There were courtyards on the left and right of the alley, and there were more than a dozen servants from Shangfu Bureau and Shangfu Bureau.

I remembered the place, and the red medicine covered my body and drilled out of the vine, cleaned up a little, and still supported it, and returned to the small warehouse along the way.

Investigation is something to do, but you don’t have to wait until the right time at this moment.

The plan was settled in her mind, and her people also arrived at the small warehouse. As soon as she stepped into the yard, she saw Hua Xique and Fang Kui standing in front of the corridor talking. Both of them were not low, and the autumn wind swept, and they could hear it more clearly.

But when I heard the flower, Ximai smiled and said: This batch of folding fans has only been purchased recently. They are all the most fashionable styles. I am afraid that they will enter in a few days. Little Sunflower, don’t make any mistakes.

Little Sunflower is the nickname given by the flower magpie for Fang Kui, and she always likes to call her to tease her.

Fangkui then buzzed her mouth and said: Don’t call me Xiao Kuihua. Also, I won’t make a mistake, so you don’t need to remind me.

She naturally doesn't like Hua Xiqi, and now she also chooses what she doesn't like to hear the most.

Hua Xique would never bother with her child, and she laughed at her: "Strange thief, you have a very good memory, but I really like smart dolls."

This is when Fang Kui knows that she is angry about her scolding, but she insists on scolding her.

Hong Yao watched from the side and couldn't help laughing.

One or two have children's tempers.

Fang Kui indeed slapped his mouth into balls. It seemed that she was very angry. Hua Xique was satisfied. She laughed and stepped down the stone steps. When she raised her eyes, she saw the red medicine.

She has always liked red medicine very much, and she had to say something to her for a long time. After talking, she complained that there were too few people there and couldn't finish the work.

The inner imperial city was tight and he transferred some in outside, making life difficult everywhere, and the Imperial Prison was no exception.

Hong Yao comforted her a few words, but looked behind her without hesitation, but saw that the little prisoner who quarreled with her last time did not come this time.

Red Medicine couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

The little prison was named Lin Chaozhong. He recognized Wen Shoucheng, the chief supervisor of the imperial prison, as his grandfather. Hongyao did not remember until recently that Lin Chaozhong was promoted later, and it seemed that he had something to do with Chen Changsheng.

She thought that since this life is very different from the previous life, she would not have to stick to the single-plank bridge. It would be better to plan for the future with a good life.

Of course, she didn't really want to get too close to these future celebrities. If they can't become famous in this life, it would be a big deal. She just wanted to be familiar with her face and be careful and burn a few more roads of fragrance. I think it would be impossible to make a mistake.

It’s a pity that Lin Chaozhong has never come today, so he can only talk about it next time.

After seeing off the flower magpie, the red medicine and the fragrant apricot were busy again. It was finally time to finish the meal.

Hong Yao smiled at Fangkui and said: Although the rain is a little light, the ground is still wet. I don’t think you want to go out. I will receive the supper for you today.

Fang Kui didn't want to move at first, but when she heard her say this, she was so happy that she came over and hugged her and acted coquettishly: It's still my sister who understands me, knows that I'm lazy and tired of the rain. My sister is really the best.

Hongyao smiled and pointed at her forehead with his finger: Who taught us to be a job? I naturally know that you are a lazy girl.

After laughing, Hong Yao walked out of the door with an umbrella, turned a few bends along the right long alley, and then arrived at the place where Hong Ling stayed before.

That was one of the paths to the large kitchen. When the red medicine arrived, there were already people coming and going on the intersection. The palace people holding umbrellas were talking and laughing softly, which was quite lively.

Hong Yao bent her lips, turned her feet and mixed into the crowd.

When several familiar palace ladies saw her, they hurriedly greeted her with a smile. Hong Yao asked each other. While speaking, they naturally glanced at her and secretly peeked at the situation by the roadside.

At this time, the dusk was not yet over, the sky was still bright, and the red medicine was particularly careful. Soon, I found that there were a few stones under the corner wall.

It's like a small stone tower that children are playing with at home, but when they look closely, it's a little different.

After glanced at me, Hong Yao moved her gaze away and her heart thrust.

She had some impression of this pagoda.

Just two days ago, the same pagoda seemed to have appeared in the same place.

Looking back, when she was working in the Sishe office in her previous life, she had several times to send flowers and plants to the East Six Palaces, as if she had seen this thing at a certain intersection.

However, decades have passed, and her memory has become blurred. When she recalls, she is also in chaos, and she is just a trance of such an impression.

As for the pagoda she saw a few days ago, she was sure of it.

So, is this a mark?

The more I think about the red medicine, the more I feel it feels.

It has also been written in the storybook that those who do secret affairs like to make marks and cuts to convey messages.
Chapter completed!