"Ling Jiang, what's wrong with that singer?" Sun Rujin asked.

He Lingjiang nodded and said, "Have you ever seen the uppers under her skirt?"

Sun Rujin shook his head.

"It's from Xiangyun satin."

Sun Rujin's eyes suddenly realized that the uppers of Xiangyun Satin were not something that ordinary singers could wear.

"The singer's face is covered with gauze. Do you suspect that Concubine Zhao changed clothes with her and sneaked away under our noses?" As she spoke, her tone became a little anxious.

He Lingjiang didn't say yes or no, he just stood up and put on the curtain: "Let's go, follow us quietly."

After leaving the wine shop, she led a group of people in the direction of the singer.

After the singer turned the corner, He Lingjiang sat down next to the drink shop on the roadside and stopped following her.

Sun Rujin couldn't help but worry: "Ling Jiang, the singer is almost gone. Let's catch up quickly."

"Jin Niang, don't be anxious." He Lingjiang changed his attitude from wanting to follow her and said with a smile, "Just send people to do these things. We'll wait here."

After that, she whispered to the guard beside her, and the guard continued to chase the singer in the direction she left.

When the stall owner saw how many people were sitting down, he hurriedly stepped forward to say hello: "How many bowls of drinks do you ladies want to serve?"

This drink is actually a decoction made from fruits, spices, and medicinal materials. It was originally used to treat diseases.

The store does not need a prescription or ask what kind of illness it is. They just boil the prepared medicine and sell it immediately to cure the disease.

Such a decoction, using ordinary medicines and just a few flavors, will naturally not be able to cure any difficult and complicated diseases. However, because it is made with spices and medicinal materials, it can also relieve sweating, clear the liver and improve eyesight, nourish yin and moisturize the lungs.

The effect of strengthening the spleen and appetizing.

Drinking some in moderation can help eliminate some discomfort on the body, and people nowadays regard it as a way to maintain health.

Nowadays, the seeds are divided more finely and the taste is getting better and better. There are seasonal drinks all year round.

Although it is spring now, the weather is still a bit wet and cold.

He Lingjiang asked the stall owner to serve several bowls of cardamom cooked water, then he slowly picked up a bowl and started drinking it slowly.

This drinking shop is right at the corner of the street, and is surrounded by other stalls. Sitting here, no one will notice you, but you can still see the people coming and going in front of the drinking shop.

After about another cup of tea, the cardamom drink on He Lingjiang's table had also bottomed out, and two figures finally walked out of the wine shop.

The one in the lead had a slender figure and was wearing the same wide-sleeved undergarment that Zhao Concubine had worn earlier, but at some point his face was covered with a layer of gauze, covering most of his face.

Sun Nuo followed step by step behind her.

The woman got into the carriage with the help of the old woman, and then the carriage headed in the direction of the Sun Mansion.

He Lingjiang raised his hand slightly, and He Zheng, who was hiding in the darkness, immediately appeared in front of him, leaned over and said, "Seventh Lady."

"Follow me and take a look, don't leave any trace."

"yes."

Sun Rujin tugged on He Lingjiang's sleeve and asked in a low voice: "But that singer?"

He Lingjiang shook his head and said, "It's Concubine Zhao."

"Why is it Concubine Zhao?" Sun Rujin was puzzled, "Didn't you say that there was something wrong with the singer who came out earlier?"

He Lingjiang slightly bent his index finger, tapped the table twice, and said, "The problem is her shoes. The uppers made of Xiangyun satin cannot be worn by women who are not rich and noble."

"The singer's shoes were exposed when she was walking. When we saw her, we naturally thought that Concubine Zhao took the opportunity to let her play and sing in the private room and exchanged clothes with her."

"And shoes are very particular about the fit. She may have forgotten in a hurry, or maybe the length of their feet is not the same, so they couldn't change them. People who discover this can only find themselves observing carefully and noticing the omissions of the other party."

"As everyone knows, we might just jump into the trap set by Concubine Zhao."

Concubine Zhao knew that she was being watched and her every move was under the eyes of others. If she wanted to exchange identities with the singer and run away, how could she leave such a loophole?

I'm afraid that the singer who left first was just trying to lure away the people who were following her, so that she could do things easily later.

The Sun Mansion's carriage had just walked not far away when Concubine Zhao in the carriage knocked on the carriage wall: "Let's take a detour to Zhao Dalang's pastry shop. Mr. Lang loves his almond cake the most. It's a rare trip, so I just happened to bring some."

go back."

"Yes." The coachman responded, then swung his whip and headed to Zhao's shop.

This shop is different from others. Although it is famous, it is located in a quiet alley.

Thanks to the excellent quality of his pastries, he didn't end up being left in the cold and closed down.

It was mid-afternoon, spring sleepiness was coming quickly, and many people who had eaten had to take a nap. There were very few people coming and going, so the long alley seemed particularly deserted.

Concubine Zhao bought some cakes, and then the carriage drove leisurely to Sun's Mansion.

"Hey!" The coachman tightened the reins and made the horse stop.

"Concubine Zhao, you have arrived at the house."

There was no response from inside the car.

Could it be that he fell asleep due to spring sleepiness?

The coachman called again, but still there was no movement.

He felt something was wrong. Even if Concubine Zhao took a nap, Concubine Sun should be awake.

He stretched out his hand to lift the car curtain and saw a figure lying softly in the car.

The man was wearing dark blue clothes and had gray hair exposed.

It’s Sun Nu!

The coachman was shocked and quickly pushed Sun Nuo up: "Sun Nu, wake up quickly! Why is Concubine Zhao missing?"

Sun Na was shaken by him so hard that she finally woke up.

"Why is Concubine Zhao missing?"

Hearing this, she couldn't help but pause while rubbing her neck. She quickly turned around and looked around. Apart from her and the coachman, where could she find Concubine Zhao in the carriage?

She remembered that Concubine Zhao had just bought some cakes and handed her a piece after getting in the car: "This is something newly baked by the Zhao family. Concubine Sun wants to try it too."

She couldn't refuse, and the pastry was really fragrant, which aroused the greed in her stomach, so she took it and ate it.

Then, she fell into a deep sleep.

And then... he was awakened by the coachman.

Her face turned pale, and Concubine Zhao had disappeared!

Was she kidnapped by gangsters? Or did she leave on her own?

How to explain this to the master?

Sun Nuo pushed the driver away and hurriedly jumped out of the car. Perhaps she was too panicked and accidentally sprained her foot when she landed.

She endured the pain in her feet, walked quickly to the door of the mansion, and said to the servant boy guarding the door: "Hurry up and tell Master, Concubine Zhao is missing! Send someone to look for her quickly!"

Hearing that Concubine Zhao was missing, the servant boy was also shocked, but he did not rush into the house to report, but said with a troubled face: "Master Lang took the guards from the house out to do something early in the morning, and I am afraid that I can't find anyone now...

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Sun Nu sat down and said, "Oh, how can I explain this to my husband when he comes back?"

Thinking of the scenario where she would not be able to communicate, her wrinkled face added a bit of sadness.

Time passed by, and before I knew it, it was already sunset.

In Yong'an Square next to the West Market, there was a gentle knock on the door of an inconspicuous small courtyard.

“Tuk, tuk, tuk, tuk, tuk.”

The knock on the door was light and rhythmic.

With a "squeak" sound, the courtyard door opened, and a man's face peeked out.

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Chapter completed!