Ever since she learned that Ye Wanwan was in poor health, Zhuang Qin had been sending messages to visit her in the palace. Ye Wanwan was too lazy to pay attention to her and refused because she needed to rest. However, when she heard that Ye Shaoyang was planning to get engaged, Ye Wanwan announced
She came to the palace.
"See the Imperial Concubine."
Zhuang Qin entered the palace with a lot of good things, which were all prepared by Ye Zhaoru for Ye Wanwan. It could be seen that she was really in a good mood recently.
The two exchanged pleasantries for a few words and then stopped talking. It was not a warm relationship to begin with, and it would be too embarrassing to have to talk about intimacy.
"I heard that my father has chosen a marriage for my brother. I wonder whose girl it is from?"
Zhuang Qin: "Back to my wife, she is the daughter-in-law of the Mu family in Taiyuan Prefecture. The head of the Mu family and the master are from the same family, and they have always had a good relationship. The eldest young master is also eighteen years old, and it is time to get engaged. The master happened to remember Mu, whom he met before.
My girl, you really mean it."
Miss Mu, indeed, some things have not changed.
There was indeed such a marriage, but unfortunately it didn't work out, and it almost cost Ye Shaoyang his life.
The crime...heh, if you dare to steal a woman from the emperor, you are seeking death.
Ye Wanwan fiddled with the blood jade beads on her wrist. The scarlet color made her skin fairer.
It stands to reason that she should save Ye Shaoyang after knowing these things, but... she doesn't really want to.
Anyway, Ye Shaoyang will not die in the end, and it will just let him see the dangers of the world, so that he will not always think that she is scaring him.
Ye Shaoyang: "..." This is really my sister.
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It was another night. It was rare that Zhao Yi did not stay at Guanju Palace again but went to favor others.
Facing Ye Wanwan's fragile body every day, having ideas but being unable to do anything was really difficult for him.
However, Ye Wanwan thought she would have a peaceful sleep tonight, but she was woken up by someone while she was sleeping soundly.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, something happened. Something happened in the palace."
The buzzing sound is noisier than mosquitoes.
Ye Wanwan pulled the quilt to cover her head and didn't want to answer, but Qingsha was extremely anxious.
"Your Majesty, there is a death in our palace. The Queen Mother is here. Please get up quickly."
Is it unusual for people to die in this palace? What's all the fuss about?
She lifted the quilt and slowly sat up, dissatisfied and resentful, why was it so difficult for her to have a peaceful sleep?
After getting up, putting on clothes, and combing her hair, an hour had already passed by the time Ye Wanwan finished arranging her clothes and went out.
The trouble was still in Guanju Palace, but it was not Ye Wanwan's place, but the side hall where Jiang Feixue lived. Didn't Ye Wanwan give her several eunuchs before? The one who died now was Lu Eunuch Lu Fugui.
He was stabbed and escaped all the way back, only to fall down in front of Jiang Feixue's house and die with his eyes open.
Jiang Feixue was so frightened that she was still hiding in bed and shaking.
Such a big matter, and involving Jiang Feixue, how could the Queen Mother not be alarmed?
Ye Wanwan suddenly felt that it was not a bad thing for the queen to hand over the power of the harem. Big things happened in the harem every few days. If the queen had been in charge, the child in her belly would have been destroyed long ago.
Ye Wanwan went to Jiang Feixue's room. The Queen Mother was still comforting Jiang Feixue. Ye Wanwan was in a bad mood and was too lazy to comfort her. She found a seat and sat down, holding a teacup and listening to them.
The Forbidden Army had already pulled the body down, and it would take time to conduct an autopsy. During this gap, the Forbidden Army took out all the people they came into contact with and questioned them one by one. Even Ye Wanwan was not spared.
Ye Wanwan looked at the man in front of her, shaking the teacup in her hand, with a rare look of disbelief on her face.
"Master Leng, what do you think I can do?"
Leng Yunfang is now a close minister of the emperor, holding the post of deputy commander of the Imperial Guard. He happens to be on duty today. He is still wearing a dark red official uniform at the moment, with a cold face and a very serious look.
Leng Yun gave a serious look: "I am just following the rules and making routine inquiries. I have no intention of offending. Please forgive me."
She was woken up from her sleep and saw the person she hated the most, which she really couldn't see.
"Then how are you doing? If this matter has anything to do with me, can I be stupid enough to throw it in front of you? Master Leng has read too many books, but has lost his mind?"
His eyebrows were sharp and full of displeasure, and his temper was very obvious.
Leng Yunfang was a little confused by the shock. It was obvious that quarreling with others was not his strong point. He maintained his demeanor and bowed slowly: "Your Majesty... what you said makes sense, but the lower official is confused."
After saying that, she went to deal with other things, as if she came here just to scold him. Ye Wanwan clenched her fists and scolded him. It was a waste of energy. Sooner or later... she would kill him!